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Chapter 3.

Finn groaned, rolling over and burying his face into his pillow. For the last five minutes there are had been a constant knocking on his door. In the background he could hear the mute sounds of don't rain on my parade.

"Finn!" An irritated voice said, banging on his door again. Groaning Finn looked over at Rachel who was completely zonked out. She was lying on her stomach next to him, her mouth hanging open. Finn chuckled.

"Finn!" The voice repeated, this time a bit louder. The knocks were growing steadily stronger and if it continued to grow he knew Rachel would wake up, which was the last thing he wanted. Deciding to prevent the situation he swung his feet out of bed and walked over to his door. When he opened it he was met with the very face of a very angry Kurt, who was holding out a pink bedazzled cell phone.

"This has been ringing off the hook since the crack of dawn, and as you are well aware, I need my beauty sleep." Kurt said with a huff.

"Did you ever think of answering it?" Finn asked incredulously. Kurt looked at him like he was insane. "Just, give it here." The tall teenager snatched the phone out of the smaller ones hand. Kurt gave him a bit of a sneer before turning around and walking back to his bedroom. Finn looked down at the phone which was still playing a small clip of "Don't Rain on my parade" on repeat. Closing the door, as not to wake Rachel, he opened the phone.

"Hello?" He yawned into the mouthpiece.

"Finn? Is that you?" Finn recognized the voice immediately.

"Uh…yeah. Hey Mr. Schue." Mr. Schuester continued, almost awkwardly.

"Is Rachel there? I've been trying to get a hold of her since I saw what happened on the news last night…is she there with you?"

"Yeah…she's sleeping though."

"Oh well…don't wake her. I wanted to make sure she wasn't alone or if she needed anything. How is she doing?" He asked. Finn swallowed before answering honestly.

"Awful…but it's not even been an entire day. I think she's still in shock in all honesty."

"Okay, well, keep me updated?" Will asked another question, which Finn nodded to in response before answering with a sure. The two said goodbye, and Finn re-entered his room where he got dressed for the day. A quietly as he could he searched the room for a piece of paper and a pen. In the end he ended up using the back of some math homework that he was supposed to do over the break. He sat down at his desk quickly scribbling a note that told her he was going to her house to get her some things and would be back soon. Finn put the note on the pillow next to her before giving her a longing look and leaving the room.

"Good morning honey." Carole said as he entered the kitchen. She was standing at the stove cooking what appeared to be scrambled eggs. "I thought I heard you tromping around up there. You sound like a heard of elephants." Finn rolled his eyes.

"Gee, thanks mom" He said, giving her a kiss on the cheek. Carole stopped and looked at him, it wasn't every day that her 16 year old son would kiss her randomly, but she chose not to comment on it.

"So, I went to check on Rachel earlier, noticed she wasn't in her room."

"Nothing happened, Mom." He said seriously. Carole pushed the cooking eggs around in the pan.

"I know, but in case something does, please be careful. The last thing that girl needs is a pregnancy scare."

"Mom!" Finn choked on the orange juice that he had picked up off the counter.

"Just a friendly reminder." She said patting him gently on the cheek. He looked at her exasperated.

"I'm going to go over to Rachel's house and get her some things." He told her, picking up the cars keys off of the table.

"Be careful honey – and that was my orange juice!" She called after him as he walked out the front door.

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Finn opened the front door to the Berry's house. He was using the key that he knew they hid underneath a rock they had in the front yard. It wasn't the first time he had used it, but it was the first time that he wasn't sneaking in to see Rachel. Finn stepped inside, wiping his snow covered feet on the carpet which stood inside. His heart started to pound as the door squeaked loudly behind him. There was something eerie about the home that had always been filled with such love and laughter. One thing he loved about the Berry's was how much Hiram and Leroy obviously loved each other and their daughter. Life had filled every corner of the house and it was now gone.

Dead.

Finn toed off his shoes, half expecting one of Rachel's Dad's to peak their heads from around he kitchen to say hello, but it never happened. It was quiet, too quiet and he didn't like it. In attempt to beat the silence he started to hum, the first song coming to mind was faithfully by journey - a song that both he and Rachel knew well. Still humming he trotted up the stairs and turned the corner to Rachel's room. He had been there many times before, and every single time her room had been clean and tidy, not this time though. Finn's jaw dropped when he saw it. Her bed was in a crinkled mess, and there were clothes all over the floor and hanging off the handles of her elliptical machine.

"I wonder what this is about" He whispered to himself as he wandered over to her closet, which had been left open. Then it hit him, this was because of the breakup. Of course, he thought stupidly. While his room was always a bit cluttered, his cleanliness had gotten significantly worse since they had broken up. Finn would be the first to admit that his motivation to keep tidy had evaporated when they had broken up. The only thing he had unpacked since moving was clean underwear, and that was only because his mom yelled at him until he did. Currently Finn was living out of boxes for everything else.

Finn bent down, picking up a duffle bag he had seen her use for dance clothes many times. It was empty at the moment, and he figured he could use it to pack some things for her. Finn rummaged through her closet and dresser until he had everything he needed but one thing. Underwear. He knew exactly which drawer it was in because on his time in her room, after they had gotten together, he had been so nervous that he had fiddled with it nervously.

"Finn!" She had yelped, scurrying in between him and the drawer. Finn had jumped back, startled. "There are some…delicates that a woman prefers to keep private from her boyfriend in the early stages of a relationship."

Finn chuckled at the memory, but knew he had to enter the unexplored territory, because really, what was the purpose of his visit if he returned without everything she needed? Nervously he closed his eyes and reached in, grabbing onto as many as he could. Without looking he stuffed it into the bag, hoping he had grabbed enough to last her a few days.

Zipping the bag shut Finn turned and walked out of the room. Bag in hand he trotted down the stairs and into the kitchen, where he knew he could find some of Rachel's vegan food. He was about to open the fridge door when a list that was hanging on it caught his eye. It was labelled as "emergency numbers" and had the phone numbers of Rachel's various family members, who were scattered all over the United States. Briefly he wondered if the news had reached the rest of her family. He doubted it had. After snatching up the piece of paper and stuffing it into his pocket, Finn returned to the task of finding her some food that he knew she would like.

It only took him a few more minutes, and soon he was heading out of the front door. Finn locked the door behind him and was about to return the key to its hiding spot when he saw two police officers approaching him.

"Excuse me sir," said the female one.

"Yes?"

"We're looking for a girl by the name of Rachel Berry. She is described as petite, brown hair, brown eyes…" The other officer explained.

"Why?" Finn asked, a sudden need to protect her overcoming him.

"Well, I don't know if you've heard, son, but Hiram and Leroy Berry were killed in a collision last night…"

"Yes, I did know that." He told them, looking at his feet sadly.

"Well, since Rachel is under the age of 18 we need to take her to social services, until we can find a proper guardian for her." Finn felt a surge of panic, were they going to take Rachel away? "However, we have been unable to find her. Do you know where she is, son?" The officer looked at the feminine duffle bag and key he was carrying, almost daring him to lie.

"Yes I do…" He trailed off.

"Can you take us to her?" Finn nodded biting his lip.

"Okay, but can we maybe, like, talk about her options before you just take her away. She needs to be around people that care about her right now." He said in almost a whisper. The officers looked at each other before nodding in agreement.

"Are you her boyfriend?" Finn shook his head no, deciding to leave their history out of the conversation.

"She's my best friend." He told them without any hesitation in his voice.

A/N: So, I feel like not a lot happened in this Ch, but there will be some big things happening in Ch. 4, and many more sweet Finchel moments that I have already started to write. So, review if you want more!