Santana and Rachel exited the elevator and walked to their room. The moment they were inside, Rachel was pulled into a hug. They didn't say anything for a while, just stood there in each other's arms. Every time Rachel shifted to get comfortable, Santana held her closer, as if Rachel was going to leave and never come back. "I'm not going anywhere, Santana." Rachel whispered. Santana buried her face in Rachel's shoulder and cried. The smaller girl felt her eyes widen. "San, are you okay?" Rachel asked. Rachel felt Santana shake her head and pulled back. "Santana, look at me. Tell me what's wrong." Rachel said. Santana looked away and that's when Rachel saw the beginnings of a humongous bruise on Santana's chin. "Is that from when Finn pushed you?" Rachel asked. Santana nodded. Fury in her eyes, Rachel gently pushed Santana onto the bed. "Stay here." she ordered. She left the room and went to Brittany and Quinn's room. She knocked on the door. "Brittany, can you please go stay with Santana for a moment. I have some business I need to attend to downstairs." Rachel requested.
"I would, but Mr. Schue said we weren't supposed to bother you guys." Brittany innocently replied.
"Brittany, I am giving you and Quinn permission to go be with Santana until I get back from downstairs, okay?" Rachel said. Brittany nodded and Quinn appeared.
"What's wrong?" Quinn asked.
"You'll see when you see Santana." Rachel replied before walking away and heading toward the elevators. The doors opened and Finn and Mr. Schue exited. Rachel saw the boy and kicked him in the shins. "You son of a bitch! How could you do that? You jackass! You're such a freaking idiot, Finn!" Rachel yelled. Quinn and Brittany stared in shock.
Santana sat in her room as she waited for her girlfriend to come back. She knew she should have gone after Rachel, but her chin hurt too much to even consider it. She heard yelling and it sounded an awful lot like Rachel's voice. She ran out of the room to see what was going on. "Rae, baby, calm down. Don't kill him!" Santana yelled as she saw her girlfriend kicking Finn. She ran over and grabbed Rachel, pulling her away. "Rae, its okay. Calm down. Baby, you gotta calm down. Its okay, but you just gotta calm down, baby." Santana said. Rachel struggled in her arms, completely ignoring the taller girl's words.
"How could you hurt her? You had no right to do that! You're a pathetic jerk! You're just another Lima Loser!" Rachel screamed. Mr. Schue intervened.
"What is she talking about? Did he hurt you, Santana?" he asked. She quickly shook her head.
"Yes! That gigantic jerk bruised her chin when he pushed her out of anger!" Rachel yelled. Gently, Mr. Schue turned Santana's head so that he could see her chin. When he saw it turned angrily towards Finn.
"Finn! You are in so much trouble! Brittany, go get some ice from the mach… you know what, on second thought, Quinn go get some ice from the machine for Santana." Mr. Schue said. Confused, Quinn looked at Santana's chin.
"Oh my god…" Quinn said. She and Brittany ran down the hall to get the ice. Mr. Schue grabbed Finn by the shoulder and pulled him into Mr. Schue's room so that he could yell at him. Santana didn't let go of Rachel until the door was securely closed. When she did let go of Rachel, the smaller girl ran to the door and started banging on it.
"Finn Hudson, this conversation is not over!" Rachel yelled. Santana knew she should have stopped Rachel, but she didn't want to. She wanted Finn to feel the wrath of Rachel Berry. She instantly ran over when the door opened.
"Rachel, will you please go back to your room? I have this under control." Mr. Schue said. Rachel shook her head. He looked around and saw Santana approaching. "Santana, please?" he pleaded. She nodded and leaned down to whisper in Rachel's ear.
"Baby, come on. Let Mr. Schue talk to him." Santana said Rachel shook her head. "Rach, please. I need you to take care of me right now." Santana said. Rachel bit her lip and contemplated. "Rae…" Santana pleaded. That was all Rachel needed. She turned around, looked in Santana's eyes, and kissed her softly.
"I'm sorry." Rachel whispered. Santana nodded. Suddenly, Rachel started crying. The taller girl's eyes widened.
"Hey. It's okay. It's okay. Come on." Santana said. She gently led Rachel to their room for privacy. "Its okay, Rae. You're didn't do anything wrong. All you did was protect me, which isn't anything bad." Santana said. Rachel quickly wiped her eyes. She knew Santana hated seeing her cry.
FLASHBACK
"Rae, I don't like it when you cry." Santana had said one night, as they were getting ready for bed. Rachel looked up in shock.
"Ugh… random much?" Rachel asked, chuckling. Santana gave her a pointed glare, causing her laughter to stop. "Sorry. Why don't you like to see me cry, San?" Rachel asked.
"Because of your nightmares. It scares me because I know it scares you. I don't want you to ever feel scared again." Santana said. Rachel smiled. "And, because it reminds me of how much I don't deserve you. I don't even want to think of how many times I've made you cry." Santana said. Rachel bit her lip, knowing how many times she had cried herself to sleep while she was dealing with her feelings for Santana. She kept her mouth quiet, knowing that would set Santana off.
"San, you've never made me cry." Rachel lied. Santana rolled her eyes.
"Rachel that's a lie. I can already name four occasions where I've made you cry at school." Santana said.
"San, its okay. Really." Rachel said. Santana shook her head.
"I'm not good enough for you, Rachel." Santana said.
"Santana, I've forgiven you for all of that. Really, I have. I have you, and I know you won't make me cry ever again." Rachel said.
"Whenever I see you cry, I want to cry." Santana said.
END FLASHBACK
"I'm sorry. I didn't mean to cry. I'm really sorry." Rachel said. Santana hugged her.
"Oh, Rae, baby it's okay. You don't have to apologize. Really, don't apologize. I'm not mad at you. You did your best out there today and you were amazing. And then you had to deal with Finn all up in your business afterward." Santana said.
"I wanted it to be you who came after me." Rachel said.
"Babe, I tried. Really, I did. Finn pu…" Santana didn't really want to bring up the word 'push' right now. "Finn beat me to it. I really did run after you, but he got there before me. I'm sorry babe." Santana said.
"Its okay. I'm not mad. I just wish he'd leave me alone." Rachel said.
"After the experience he just had, I have a feeling he will. I have a feeling a lot of people won't mess with you anymore." Santana said.
"What makes you say that?" Rachel asked.
"Because it is a well known fact that I only date fellow bad assess. Anyone less than that doesn't make the cut. And you're my girl, so you must qualify for that title." Santana said. Rachel smiled.
"You think I'm a bad ass?" she asked. Santana nodded.
"You're my bad ass." Santana clarified. "No one else's."
"I wouldn't want to be anyone else's. The same thing goes for you, by the way. You're mine, not anyone else's." Rachel said. Santana smiled.
"I wouldn't have it any other way, Rae."