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I have just dropped Berry off at her first class and reiterated my threat to destroy anyone who looks at her funny when Quinn falls into step with me, throwing an arm around my shoulders. "Okay, I was worried this morning, Santana but now you're really scaring me." I'm not really listening to her, I've got other things on my mind. Thankfully, you know who wasn't in her first period class, now if only I could find Kurt.

"Where the hell is Kurt?" I wonder aloud.

"Kurt? Who cares?" Quinn laughs, looking at me as though I've lost my mind.

"Me, obviously. I need to find that little shit"

"Okay, enough." she comes to a dead stop and the arm she has around my shoulders forces me to stop along with her.

"Quinn I needs to go!" I say trying to duck out from under her arm.

"The only place you needs to go is to the looney bin." Her grip tightens around my shoulder, preventing me from escaping without causing a scene. "Are you feeling okay?"

I swat her hand off my forehead and roll my eyes at her. "I'm gonna be late, let me go, Fabray."

"Late? Since when do you care about getting to class on time? Lets skip and you can tell me what's really going on."

I shake my head violently. "No! Kurt might be in my class!"

"Santana it's almost February you don't know if he's in your class or not? And what's your obsession with Kurt all of a sudden?"

I shrug "He's never been on radar before now, none of your business, and let me go! Wait, is he in your class?"

She eyes the last few students scurrying to class leaving us pretty much alone in the hallway. "Cut the crap. We both have study hall next you're meeting me in the choir room and ...shut up Santana and listen to me...well that was it actually."

I like to smack the smug look right off her face, but we're trying to get along these days so I just nod 'cause I really do need her advice.

I'm leaning in the door way as Rachel's class lets out. I can't help the smile when her eyes meet mine and I can see the relief in them. I walk over to where she's standing by her desk, lean in and whisper "how you doin', squirt? Any one I need to hurt?" She looks at me as she piles the last of her books in her arms and smiles a little. "My my Santana what a poet you are. No, thank you I am doing just fine. Everyone has been alarmingly kind to me."

"Good. You're not lying right? Cause I will find out if anyone even thought bad shit about you" I take her books from her as she smiles gratefully at me.

"I'm not lying to you, I wouldn't do that after everything you've done for me. I know what honesty means to you, and hopefully you understand how much it means to me. If this turns out to be a big joke I don't think..I- I...ahem..I don't think I'd come back from this."

I know I'm a bitch but...damn that hurts. I put the books on a desk and becasue I don't trust my own voice not to crack with emotion I pull her in for a hug. Neither one of us says anything. A few students start filing in and let out shocked gasps upon seeing my arms around Rachel. She quickly tries to move out of my embrace but my arms tighten around her quickly. I loosen my grip when she hisses in pain, but I won't let her go. I know she's worried about what I will think if people see us like this but I don't give a shit and I want her to know that. "I'm sorry baby girl I didn't mean to hurt you." I whisper. I let her pull back out of my embrace now but keep my hands on her hips.

"I know, it's okay."

I move the brown locks that fell in front of her eyes behind her ear and cup her chin. "Look at me." Her eyes move up and lock with mine. "This is real. It's disgusting that it took something like this happening but I care about you. I don't pretend to like people, Rach that much you should know for sure about me. This is not a joke or a prank and I'm not going to change my mind. You got it?"

She nods. "I'm sorry, I don't mean to make you out to be a horrible person, it's just sometimes hard to believe I got this lucky and finally ... have someone on my side I guess is a good way to put it. The three people I can call my friends don't seem to notice or care that something has happened to me. Breathe" she tells me as I'm sure she felt my whole body stiffen upon her mentioning her so called friends. "Santana, I did not say that to get you worked up, please breathe. I need you."

She's good. That whole "I need you" brought my blood pressure right back down. I pull her in again for a quick hug as the rooms almost full I know she's going to be late if we don't get a move on. "Break it up" I hear Pucks obnoxious voice and send him a death glare since Rachel can't see. A punch to Pucks arm catches my attention. More specifically the fat hand attached to a letterman jacket that delivers the punch. "Whats wrong!" I hear the panic in her voice as she no doubt can feel the anger coursing through me. There he is that son of a bitch. Karofsky's eyes lock with mine and then everything goes black.

PUCKS POV

Here I am in the only class I'll probally attend all day, just chillin'. I toss a snide remark Santana's way cause, duh, thats how we do things and suddenly Snix appears. She bursts outta Rachels arms like rabid pit bull and lucky for her I've been working out a lot and grab her before she castrates Karofsky. Not that I care about saving that kids junk but I'm not about to let my partner in crime get expelled over his ass. I don't even think he said anything to her, although I've been accused of having selective hearing more times than I can count. This girl may be tiny but let me tell you she's as strong as a bull, I'm seriously working up a sweat here trying to hold her back. "SANTANA! Santana!" I'm screaming but I'm almost possitive she can't here me. She never hears a thing when she goes all Auntie Snix on someone, most people think she's joking, although after this I think there will be a few more believers. I look up at Karofsky in time to see him smirk at her, wrong move buddy. A sharp pain shoots through my arm, she bit me! The lunatic lesbian actually bit me! I didn't mean to loosen my grip but, she bit me! She ducks out of my hold and lunges for him again, he's no longer smirking and actually looks rather terrified, as he should be. "Santana would you knock it off what's going on?" I grab her again lifting her off the ground. She's practically foaming at the mouth and I'm trying to think of Karofsky naked so I don't get a hard on from this. I've never seen her this angry which is saying something, I'm seriously tempted to let her go and grab some popcorn but I don't want her expelled. This jerk, whatever he's done, ain't worth it. I'm shocked out of my fantasy when she suddenly goes limp in my arms. I heard Rachel's voice right before but I don't know what she said. Whatever it was, was enough to knock the fight right outta Snix. What the hell is going on? I'm not stupid, I take this oppurtunity and carry her out into the hallway.

SANTANA

Strong arms are wrapped around my waist and my feet have left the ground. I'm fighting to break free but damn this persons strong! "Santana would you knock it off what's going on?" I can hear Pucks voice, he must be the one holding me back but why? He should be helping me kill this mother fucker. I lock eyes with Karaofsky his smile smug as he thinks he's safe from me now. Wrong move. I bite down on Pucks arm and with a yelp he releases his hold just enough for me to wiggle out and lunge at that smug looking Karofsky. Puck is too fast and grabs me just as I'm about to make contact and then I hear it, "Beaches". Through all the yelling I hear Rachels voice and I go limp in Pucks arms. Beaches, that was the code word I gave her. So what I like that movie okay? It's a real tear jerker and we all know what tears do to me. Puck sighs in relief and uses this oppurtuniy to carry me out into the hallway.

"Put me down asshole!" I scream trying to free myself.

"What the hells gotten into you Satan? You bit me!" he says rubbing his arm. "Now I need a rabies shot"

I punch him hard in the chest for that one. "Fuck you! Where the hell is your loyalty Puck?"

"Loyalty? I just saved you from getting suspended or even expelled. He's not worth it, Santana seriously put Snix away. Dude, that hurt! Look at your teeth marks!"

"The hell he's not you have no idea what he's done! God, you're such a baby!"

"So, tell me! And I am not!"

"I-I can't tell you right now I've gotta get Berry! Where is she, Puck? You can't leave her alone in there with that asshole!"

"Yeah, speaking of Berry whats going on-woah! Oh no you don't, damnit! You're not going back in there, I'll get her! Stay right here, I'm not kidding!" I roll my eyes as he shoves me back.

"Fine, Pukerman, but hurry the hell up!" I shout after him. I'll stay here cause I feel like it, thank you, not cause he told me to.

"Watch that mouth, young lady", Shelby glares at me as she brushes past me and through the door. No wonder Puckerman is actually in class.

It feels like a freaking eternity until Puck leads Rachel out of the classroom, arm drapped around her shoulders he's practically strutting. Ugh, freakin' hero. Rachels not nearly as relaxed as he is, in fact she doesn't look comfortable at all. "Hands off!" I yell throwing a punch his direction. My eyes never leave Rachel so between that and his attempt to dodge it I clip him hard on the mouth.

"Shit! Seriously Snix again? What the fuck is going on?" The result is all the same as he's forced to retract his arm up to his now bleeding lip. I'm about to yell something back at him but Rachel whispers something.

"What's that baby girl?" I ask her.

"Please, take me to class. I wanna- i wanna go to c-class".

"I'll take you-" Puck starts then shuts up immediately when Shelby walks out into the hallway.

"What's going on out here? Noah, did she hit you?" I roll my eyes.

Puck is glaring at me and for a moment I'm not sure if he's gonna throw me to the wolves or not. "Nah, bit my lip."

"You sure, this one has a history of-"

"Nah, nah, nah, no offense lady but ain't there some rule about using someones passed sins against them?"

"Innocent until proven guilty." Berry speaks up.

"Don't you 'lady' me Santana Lopez or you can forget about getting your solo for Regionals. Get to class, both of you" she demands nodding at Rachel as she pulls Puck in her classroom by his ear.

"Come on, Rach" I throw my arm around her and grab her books with my other. She leans her head on my shoulder as I walk her two doors down to history. "You wanna stop at the girls room?"

"Don't wanna be late" she mumbles.

"I'm a cheerio, if I walk you in, you're not in trouble for being late. It's like magic."

"You can keep your magic, just take me to class."

"Are you okay with what happened back there?"

"No"

"You're mad at me aren't you? Is that why you're hardly talking?

She lets out what sounds a lot like an angry sigh. "Of course I'm mad, Santana you make it one whole period before going back on your promise!"

"Woah, hold up." just then the bell rings, she pulls away from my grasp and ducks into the classroom, leaving me standing there mouth agape. And then suddenly her head pops back in the doorway.

"Will you still pick me up after this class? Please?"

"Yeah, I'll be here."

Quinn's already in the choir room by the time I stroll in, pacing back and forth like a lion in a cage. "Whats up your ass, Q?"

"There you are! What the hell happened back there?"

"Hmm I dont' know what your talking about" I sigh tossing my bags on a chair and crossing my arms.

"Oh is that right? Let me guess, you blacked out right? Cause you have no control or memory when Snix comes out."

"MM Hmm somethin' like that. I don't know what your all worked up about, I didn't even get a chance to clock that SOB."

"Well you sure got a shot on Puck!"

I roll my eyes. "Seriously? That's what this is about?"

She takes a calming breath and walks closer to me. "What the hell's going on, Santana? It's been one freakin' period and already Snix has made an appearance. This must be pretty bad."

I roll my eyes, I can't help myself I'm always obnoxious.

"If you roll your eyes at me one more time I'm going to rip them out."

I laugh out loud. "Oh is that right, let's see you try!" I challenge slowly rolling my eyes at her again. She doesn't take the bait. Damn, I hate that she knows what I'm up to. "How do you even know what happened, seriously it was like two minutes ago"

"Puck, text me. Stop changing the subject."

"I don't know if I can tell you, Quinn. I promised someone and if I lose their trust, they won't have anyone to help them through this."

"What if I guess?"

I shrug. "I don't know."

"Then you haven't told me anything at all. Whatever this is San, you're not dealing with it so well on your own. Let me be here for you."

"Who cares about me, Q? This isn't about me, I'm not the one in hell right now."

"I care about you! And no offense hon, but you look pretty close to being in hell. And don't you dare say it's cause you're here with me!" she points her finger at me.

I laugh, "I wasn't going to, but good one."

"Well I know how you like to take any oppurtunity to keep a conversation from getting serious."

"I don't know how to help her Q" I whisper staring at a spot on the floor.

"Were talking about Rachel right?"

My head snaps up in alarm.

"Hey relax, come on lets be serious you wouldn't have spit on her if she were on fire yesterday and now you're her bodyguard, even Brittany knows something's up"

"Watch it, Fabray." No one is allowed to take a cheap shot at Brit, not even Q.

"I'm not slamming Britt, Santana relax. Come on sit down"

"I'm good here" i grumble.

"Santana Marie Lopez! Stop fighting the inevitable. You're going to come over here right now and sit with me on this couch and tell me what's going on so I can help you figure it out."

I give her my best eyebrow raise. "Will you play with my hair?"

She laughs, "Yes now move it before study hall is over"

She ushers me over to the love seat that was used as a prop in our last musical. Her arms find their way around my waist as we sit and I let her pull me into her. I rest my head on her shoulder and humm in contentment as her hand finds its way into my hair. She chuckles as she places a kiss to my head. "So, what's happened with Rachel that's got you crying to Metallica in the locker room and Snix throwing punches before lunch?"

"Mmm?"

"I will stop playing with your hair if you can't concentrate."

"No, no I heard you" I whine. "Quinn, I'm so serious right now, you can't tell another living soul, do you hear me? If you need to talk it out or whatever you come back to me you have no idea the damage this will do if she finds out I said a word."

"I promise. You want me to try and guess?"

"Yes"

"Hmm alright, does it have anything to do with Puck?"

"No, he wasn't the target he just kept getting in the way."

"Can you tell me who the target was, San? I wasn't there to see who was in the classroom."

"Karofsky"

"Shit. Is that why you were looking for Kurt this morning? Is he harrasing him again?"

I sit up and glare at her. "Fuck Kurt!"

"Wow, shit, okay calm down. Come back here." she pulls me back into her arms. "So, Kurt and Karofsky did something to Rachel?"

"Kinda. This is annoying me, I'm just gonna say you pretty much guessed and tell you."

"Alright, I'm listening."

I take her hand thats resting on my waist with mine and interlock our fingers before begining the story.

...

I can hear the clock ticking on the wall and wonder how long it's been since we've both been sitting here silent after I told her what happened, well most of what happened I didn't share the sexual attack part. Her fingers stop running through my hair as she breaks the silence. "San, sit up"

"Why?" Seriously? I'm so comfortable.

"Santana, sit up and look at me."

I sit up with a huff and turn slightly to look at her. She turns on the cushin folding her one leg up underneath her and grabs both of my hands in hers. "What are you going to do?"

"I don't know! I told her we have a lot to talk about later after school but I don't know what to say! What do I say? Do I take her to a doctor or shrink? I can't think past the fact I want to fucking destroy him"

"Woah okay, okay calm down honey." she lets go of my hand to wipe a tear that started to slip down my cheek. "You can't do that because you're going to scare her. Any type of violence right now is going to scare her Santana she's traumatized. You're the only person she trusts but you could loose that if you let Snix out. Whatever he did to her, there is no doubt it was violent, if she sees you doing the same thing it's going to trigger the memory of that night. She needs to feel safe with you so she'll continue to open up."

"What am I supposed to do! Quinn seriously, I didn't conciously think 'oh okay I'm going to run over there and destroy him'. I know you think it's a joke but I blacked out, I was hugging her then next I knew Puck was holding me back."

"Puck! You have to tell Puck! If he beats the crap out of him will you be able to control yourself?"

"I can't tell him, it's bad enough I told you."

"No, it isn't bad that you told me, Santana this is huge, you needed to talk to someone. You're not going to be of any help to her if you lose it too."

"I guess, but I can't tell Puck."

"So tell him something else, anything else to get him to go after Dave"

"Hmm, that might work actually." She's grinning at me. "Don't get so smug already, Fabray how to I get her to stop being so scared and like, feel better and shit?"

"I don't know, San, do you think you can help her with that you're not the most talkative, a shrink could help her deal."

"Yeah but she doesn't trust anyone, Q I don't want to force her to talk to someone if she's not comfortable, and she won't be. If I could just figure out a way to get her to relax, she's wound up so tight the smallest thing pushes her over the edge. I'm afraid to breathe wrong around her."

I see an evil little smirk spread across her face. "So, unwind her then."

What the hell is she talking about? "What are you talking about?"

Her eyes are almost twinkling. "She trusts you, right? She's all wound up and needs to relax as you say so...How about Santana do what Santana does best?"

"Didn't we go over this already? I thought I wasn't allowed to seek revenge" I ask completely confused as to where she's going with this.

"No, the other thing." My jaw drops as she bursts out laughing. I let go of both of her hands to slap her repeatedly. "Ouch okay okay I'm sorry!" she shrieks still laughing.

"I can't even believe that shit came outta your mouth, Miss president of the celibacy club! Have you been watching too many pornos with Puck? She's not gay, I'm gonna traumatize her all over again!"

"I'm sorry I'm sorry I couldn't help myself! It's not like you'd be forcing her or anything, or playing Doctor, I mean unless she wants you to. Ouch! Stop hitting me! Besides, what's this talk of traumatizing her? I thought you were a legend or something." She's giggling all over again. " I don't mean take advantage of her or anything, God Santana!"

"Well how am I supposed to know what you mean, Fabray? You know I'm a legend, ugh I can't even go there! That's so wrong, and after he just forced her to...GOD, does everyone think I'm evil?"

"Evil? Am I missing something? He didn't...oh my God! SANTANA! You didn't tell me!" she's screaming now.

"I was trying to leave her with some sort of dignity, for Chrissakes how was I to know you would go there, Miss Holy roller!"

Q's mouth is hanging open in horror. "He raped her? Santana this is really bad, you've got to take her to the police! The doctor at least what if he has something! Or knocked her up, did he even use protection?"

"I-I don't know she didn't say, I've got to ask her that. She's never going to go to the police, besides what's she supposed to say "i think he raped me?"

"What? She doesn't know?"

"She was blacking out because of behing punched and slammed into that damn shed she knows something happened but she's not sure how much and if she's still a virgin." I could feel my eyes tear up. I yank my hands from hers and ball them into fists. "I want him dead, Quinn." I say through gritted teeth.

"Shit. Santana, honey look at me, focus. She has to go to the doctor and get tested, you can't give her an option on that."

"I know I know but isn't there another way where she doesn't have to get, like violated all over again?"

"They can just do the tests, hon, they don't have to check her out but the probally should. Oh my God, I said you could play doctor!" She whines covering her face in her hands. "I'm so going to hell!"

I can't help but chuckle as I pull her hands away from her beat red face. "Q, it's okay you didn't know. I know you didn't mean anything like that you just thought I could make her feel better the way I know how since I suck at this talking thing."

"Yeah, well it sure helped me after I found out I was pregnant."

"Shh shut up! What happened to never bringing that up!"

She laughed, "Aww you're blushing!"

"Am not."

She laughes again as I bring my thumb up to flip her lip out from where it's being crushed by her teeth. "You're gonna draw blood, honey, if you keep biting your lip like that. You can cry if you wanna, it's some pretty sad shit I just told you and I know your all emotional and shit."

"You don't do crying, I can't risk you jumping me in the choir room to shut me up."

I hit her gently in the arms a few times. "I'm going to kill you if you don't shut up about that. You loved every minute of it anyway."

"I never said I didn't"

"Besides, I've been doing a lotta shit I don't normally do these passed few days."

We're both quiet for a few moments."How bad are her bruises?" she says with the serious tone back in her voice.

"Bad. She looks like she was hit by a truck, then mauled by a pit bull"

"That bad?" she whinces.

I nod my head as I feel the tears coming "She has a handprint around her throat, Q."

She lets out what sounds like a growl. "You need to tell Puck, and fast before I kill this kid myself."

"Can I at least get Kurt?" I ask as I feel the tears falling down my cheeks.

She catches them with her thumbs. "Why do you want Kurt so bad, hon?"

"Cause he freakin left her there! He didn't come back for her, Q! He hasn't chekced on her once since that night! I can't get her to talk about him she gets too upset."

"Did she say you couldn't go after Kurt?"

I think about that for a few beats before I answer, "No! You know what she didn't say he was off limits just questioning her about him was!"

"Okay, but remember what I said about being violent around her?"

"What about a quick karate chop to the throat?" I ask her and she laughs.

"If you can do that like a true ninja so that it's so fast she can't see it, why not"

"Like a true ninja? You're such a dork." I smirk. "God, Q this is all so fucked up! I know we picked on Berry a lot but this is differnt. She's fucking harmless and he..he beat the crap out of her." My breath hitches and I know I'm about to start crying.

I look up at the clock. "We should go, or something soon." I say struggling to wipe away the tears as they fall.

"We have five minutes before the bell. Come here honey." She shifts so her legs are both forward again and I snuggle back into her side. "You need to get some sleep too, Santana."

"Yeah, I know. I'm just so worried about her and she has nightmares. Hey, Q?"

"Mm?" she humms as she starts running her fingers through my hair agian.

"Mm, God don't ever stop doing that." I moan. "Thank you, for not letting me push you away and listening."

"You don't have to thank me, S, that's what besties are for. Just, focus on getting Puck to take care of Karofsky, and getting her to a doctor for tests, okay?"

"Then what?"

"Then...we'll go from there. We'll figure it out, okay? One step at a time."

"Kay." Her hand stills in my hair. "Q?"

"Yeah hon?"

"I told you not to stop doing that. Don't make me bring Snix back." She laughs as her fingers start moving through my hair again.