The day had been going okay for Rachel. Although Quinn, Santana, and Brittany had been following her and watching over her annoying her really. She just needed a break from everybody so when she finally had her last class without one of the girls in it she was happy to just sit in the back and let her mind wander. Leaving the class was her biggest problem.

"Hey loser, now that your little cheerio's aren't around to protect you we've got something coming for you." One of the football players that surrounded her said sneering at her.

She looked up with fear in her eyes and tried to back away when a jock pushed her back into the middle of the circle they had created around her. She started to shake lightly when they laughed at her.

"Please, just leave me alone. I didn't do anything." She said already knowing her attempts where futile. They all laughed as they simultaneously threw 12 slushies all over her. Then before leaving they threw the cups at her and left her on the hallway floor shivering, crying, and rocking back and forth.

-CHIOR ROOM-

"Where is she?" Santana asked tapping her foot.

"I don't know. I knew this was a bad idea. I should have gone to her last class." Quinn said biting her nails. She was about ready to send a search party out to find her.

"She's never late for glee. We need to go look for her." Brittany said.

The three girls got up throwing out lame excuses about going to the bathroom to Mr. S. They all ran to where her locker was and when she wasn't there they got worried. They then looked in the auditorium and finally where her last class was. Santana was the first to notice the pool of melted slushie on the floor. She ran forward with the other two following behind her but stopped short when she saw Rachel rocking back and forth on the floor shivering and covered in slushie.

"Ray-Bear?" Brittany whispered while reaching out her hand to touch Rachel's shoulder. Rachel looked up and flinched covering her face with her hands. When Brittany did touch her shoulder she realized who it was and looked up at the three girls with tears in her eyes.

"Come on Rach let's get you cleaned up." Quinn whispered. Santana ran to Rachel's locker to grab her slushie bag as Quinn picked Rachel up and cradled her in her arms. She walked Rachel to the cheerio's locker room with Brittany in tow meeting Santana there. Once inside the bathroom Brittany began to clean Rachel off. They got her out of her sticky clothes and sent her to take a shower. When she came out Santana helped her get dressed while Quinn dried her hair off.

"Who did this Rachel?" Quinn asked. But Rachel just shook her head. She knew if she said who it was the three would go on a rampage and that's not what she wanted. She didn't want them to get in trouble. Especially because of her. So she said nothing.

"TELL ME who did this to you!" Santana said harsher than she should have causing Rachel to flinch.

"The f-football t-team…" Rachel whispered out as she stared at the floor. "Please just… d-don't get in trouble because of me.

Santana and Quinn, hell even Brittany, wanted to run after the football team and kick their ass but they knew that they couldn't leave Rachel. So they would get their oh so glorious revenge later and be there for Rachel now. So they sat with Rachel while she cried until Heather came to pick Rachel up for her therapist appointment. When Heather was outside Brittany had warned her to tread lightly with Rachel and told her what had happened at school today. Heather nodded and tucked Rachel under her arm and walked her to the car. The beginning of the ride was pure silence.

"Do you want to talk about it?" Heather asked in a soft but non-judgmental way. Rachel said nothing at first pondering over what she should say.

"It's always a shock when the slushie hits your face no matter how many times you feel it. And it's always so cold and sticky. Always!" She said. She didn't know why she had said that. Her mind had told her to say no but she didn't really know Heather and Heather didn't know her. She didn't judge her. Which is why she opened up to her. And best of all she didn't say anything. Anything at all as she said what she needed to say. That in itself was the best part. When they got to the therapists office Heather walked Rachel in and told her that if she needed her

"Hello Rachel my name is Dr. Lena Nicole but you can call me Lena." The therapist said as she introduced herself to Rachel. Rachel stared at her shoes as she said hello and sat down.

"Hello Lena…"

"How are you Rachel?"

"Uh… I'm fine."

"Is there anything you want to know about me before we talk about you?"

"Aren't you supposed to just you know shrink my head or something?"

"Well yes but I want you to be comfortable with me so you're able to talk to me. I want you to know what you need to know so that you are comfortable with me."

Rachel nodded her head slowly and looked around Lena's office taking in her surroundings while thinking about what she wanted to ask.

"Do you have kids Lena?"

"Yes I do. A little girl."

"Do you love her Lena? Would you hurt her?"

"I love her with all my heart Rachel and I would never ever hurt her." She said sincerely. Rachel nodded taking in everything Lena said.

"What would you like to discuss today Rachel?"

"Shouldn't I be asking you that?"

"No, it's up to you what you want to talk to me about I will never force you to discuss something you don't want to."

Rachel nodded and was silent for a few minutes. Lena waiting patiently studying Rachel's behavior and facial expressions until finally Rachel said something.

"I got a slushie bath today at school."

"A slushie bath?" Lena asked a confused look on her face. Rachel nodded.

"Football players. 14 of them make a circle around you each holding a big gulp slushie from seven eleven and they throw it at you. Then when you think it's over and the shock wears off a little bit they throw the cups at you."

"Why did they do that?" Lena asked Rachel.

"I don't know because I'm a loser, small, different, talkative, annoying, I don't look like the cheerio's, I have man hands."

"Do you really think that about yourself Rachel?"

"Yes…. No…. I don't know. Everybody tells me that's what I am so I must be. I don't know why everybody hates. But then again I hate me so some of those things have to be true right?"

"No. None of those things have to be true. People often say things to degrade others because they feel inadequate themselves. Just because something is repeated often does not mean it's true Rachel."

""You hear lies enough that you start to believe them."Rachel said looking down hiding behind her hair.

"Rachel you said you hate yourself. Why is that?"

"I…" Lena waited patiently for Rachel to reply.

"It's okay we don't have to get into this today." Lena said since Rachel couldn't find the right words.

"Okay…" Rachel said quietly.

"Why don't we talk about your new family? How do you like it with Pierce's?"

"I like it there. Everybody is really nice. And it's nice to have Brittany there with me. She cheers me up sometimes when I feel sad. But sometimes I feel bad."

"Why do you feel bad."

"Because…. Because I feel like they shouldn't have to take care of me. It was enough for them to take me in. I don't want to make extra work for them when it isn't necessary. I can take care of myself." Lena nodded taking in Rachel's defensive tone.

"Why do you feel as if you a burden? The Pierce's want you Rachel. They want to take care of you and they want you to feel welcomed." Lena said stressing the word want ever time.

Rachel bit her lip and toyed with her fingers and sat in silence crossing and uncrossing her legs. She was nervous. She was not used to talking to someone like Lena and she didn't want Lena to dig any deeper than she had already so she didn't say anything. Lena recognized the signs and knew that Rachel was done talking for the day so she closed her notepad and put it by the desk next to her. She checked the clock and saw that their time was just about up.

"Okay Rachel. Thank you for talking to me today. Our time is just about up. So I'll see you for your next appointment?" Lena asked Rachel

Rachel nodded and got up from the chair. She waved goodbye to Lena and scurried out of the room. She didn't stop until she ran straight into Heather. Heather looked down at Rachel and smiled at her.

"Hey you okay?" she asked. Rachel nodded and wrapped her arms around Heather's waist.

"Can we go now?"

"Sure thing Ducky!" She said using the new nickname she came up with for the small girl. "Why don't we stop for some ice cream on our way home? I know a great place." Heather said ruffling her hair.

Rachel nodded and followed Heather out.

"Yeah I don't want to go home yet. I know everybody is going to have questions.