A/N: thought I'd upload another chapter tonight seeing as the other one was really short :/ enjoy.. and PLEASEEE review :)

Chapter 7: Incy Wincy Spider

Everyone except Matt and Puck were sat in the house's living room. Mike still hadn't been found and the boys refused to return without him. Will was too upset to try and argue with them. The group were too preoccupied in their thoughts to notice the note that had been pinned to Mike and Finn's door.

"Incy wincy spider climbed up the spout
down came the rain and washed the spider out"

Everyone was silent. The only noise that could be heard was a small ticking noise coming from the grandfather clock. No one knew what to say. They were scared to speak. Will contemplated telling the kids about the note but knew it would just put them even more on edge. Inside Will's heart was breaking. Losing someone you love is always hard, but it's even harder when you know you could have prevented it. But he knew he had to stay strong for the kids.

"Right I'm going to go and talk to Sophie and Tim. See if we can call and get someone to pick us up. We're gonna get out of here as soon as possible." He got up and left the room in search of the two house keepers.

Finn got up and walked over to Rachel. "Rach, can I talk to you?"

"Sure, what's up?" she pulled him down onto the chair next to her.

"Umm, I'm worried Rachel. I snapped at Mike earlier. And now he's missing. It's all my fault and if anything happens to him, it will be my fault." Finn sobbed.

"Finn, none of this is your fault. Whoever is doing this is sick. It is not your fault. Matt and Puck will find Mike and bring him back anytime soon. Don't you worry about it." She smiled up at him, in the hope of making him feel better.

Artie, Mercedes, Tina and Kurt were sitting in silence, unsure of what to say to one another. Brittany and Santana were sitting on the opposite side of the room. Brittany was refusing to talk and Santana was just sitting playing with her hair.

Artie decided to break the silence filling the room. "I know that everyone is blaming people in their heads. I'm doing it as well. I can't help it. I don't want to see any of you as murderers but someone did it and no one can be seen as innocent. Mr Schue is obviously taking Miss Pilsbury's death really badly so it's up to us to sort this out."

The group nodded their heads in agreement.

"But what can we do? There's nothing we can do" Santana mumbled, still playing with her hair.

"I don't know. But we'll have to think of something." Artie replied.

Rachel spoke up "Maybe it was a one off murder. Maybe someone wanted revenge of some sort on Miss Pilsbury. Who's to say this is a serial killer? We may all be worrying about nothing. Come on guys, think positive. The worst may be over" She smiled a fake smile at her fellow classmates, not even believing her own words.

Matt and Puck had been searching for nearly an hour and Mike was still nowhere to be seen. They walked through a clearing and reached the edge of the lake. It was getting dark and Puck knew if they didn't find Mike soon they would have go back to the house. He also knew Matt wouldn't go back without Mike.

The pair walked along by the lake in an uncomfortable silence. Matt was too worried to talk and Puck although he wouldn't admit it, wanted to pull the other boy into a hug and tell him everything was going to be okay.

It was only when he saw what looked like a pile of clothes a few feet away that he knew he wouldn't be able to say that to Matt. He couldn't tell him everything was going to be okay. Because he wasn't sure it was.

Puck sighed as they approached the wet body lying still on the ground. "Matt, I'm so sorry"

Matt looked down at his best friend's body and burst into uncontrollable tears.

"Mike, Mike, you can't leave me. I need you Mike. You're my best friend. Wake up Mike, please." He cried as he cradled the body in his arms.

"Matt" he heard a soft whisper coming from the boy's lips.

"Mike, shush, don't speak. Just stay alive. just breathe"

"Matt, tell Finn I'm sorry" Mike slowly started to drift into unconsciousness.

"Mike, don't leave me. Stay with me Mike." Matt begged.

"I'm sorry Matt" he whispered before taking one final breath.

Mike was gone.

Matt fell onto his knees beside his best friend and pushed on his stomach. He pushed and pushed in the hope he could save Mike. Matt knew he was too late but he wouldn't stop. He couldn't give up.

Puck walked up to Matt and rested a hand on his shoulder.

"Matt we're going to have to go back." Puck fought back tears as he looked at the scene in front of him.

"I can't leave him Puck." Matt managed to whisper.

"We'll take him with us. Come on I'll carry him" Puck stretched out a hand to help Matt stand.

Neither boy talked during the walk back to the house. The only sound that could be heard was the sound of Matt's tears.

A/N: I really didn't wanna kill Mike :( I'm sorry :(