Mike met Finn and Rachel at the hospital. His eyes widened when he saw Rachel's face, but he didn't say anything; instead, he pulled her close for a hug. "What happened?" Finn asked him.

"I'm not really sure," Mike told them, walking into the hospital. "His wheelchair was destroyed."

"Who did this?" Rachel asked him.

"No one knows," Mike told them. "Whoever it was, they put a bag over his head. A plastic bag."

Rachel gasped and Finn squeezed her hand. "What did they do to him?"

"He hasn't really talked about it," Mike said.

"Who is here?" Finn asked.

"The Club's here. His parents, too."

They found Artie's room and went in. "Hey guys, Finn and Rachel are here," Mike said.

"Rachel," Kurt said, coming over to hug her. Pulling back, he looked at her face. "We must discuss your cover up options," he told her.

Finn walked to the bed. "Hey Artie," he said.

"Hey," Artie said, trying to smile.

"How you doing?"

"I was already paralyzed. Not much more they could do to me, is there?"

Blaine cleared his throat. "Hey, let's give Finn and Rachel a moment with Artie, okay?"

The other glee clubbers left the room. Rachel leaned down and kissed Artie on the forehead. "How are you?" he asked her.

Rachel looked at Finn and smiled slightly. "Getting better," she told him. She sat down beside him on the bed. "What happened?"

Artie shrugged. "I was going down the hallway and someone grabbed my chair from behind and pulled me into a room."

"You didn't get a look at them at all?" Finn asked him.

"No," Artie said. "The room was dark and someone slipped a garbage bag over my head." He swallowed and looked towards the wall.

Rachel took his hand. "You were scared," she said. It wasn't a question.

Artie nodded. "It just happened so suddenly," he said, looking back at her. "I thought…I thought they were going to kill me."

Finn ran his hand through his hair. "Did they say anything?"

"One of them told the guy holding the bag to loosen it. I was about to pass out, and I think he was worried the guy was going to kill me." He frowned. "I didn't recognize his voice though." Artie looked away nervously.

"What is it, Artie?" Rachel asked him.

"What are you talking about?" he asked, not looking at her.

"What are you hiding?" she asked him softly.

"I'm not hiding anything," he said.

"Look at me, Artie," she said quietly. Artie sighed and looked at her. "What happened?"

"He said for me to tell my buddy Hudson that this was on him," Artie finally admitted, looking down. "And that it's not over."

Finn hit the wall. "This is bullshit!" Finn shouted. Rachel and Artie flinched. "I'm sorry," he said, breathing hard. "I'll be back in a minute, okay?"

Rachel nodded at him. Finn left the room, careful to not slam the door behind him. He stalked out of the hospital, passing his friends but not stopping to talk to them. "Hey, man, wait up!" Puck called to him. Ignoring him, Finn continued to walk.

Puck caught up to him but didn't say anything else, just walked with him. When they reached the parking lot Finn pulled out the keys to Hiram's car and opened the door. He got into the drivers seat and stared out the windshield. Puck slid into the passenger seat. "We going somewhere?"

"This is fucking bullshit," Finn told him without looking at him. "These assholes know they can't hurt me so they hurt Artie to prove a point."

"What are you talking about?" Puck asked him. Finn told Puck what Artie had said. "Fuck, man, sounds like we need to crack some skulls."

"Yeah, but whose?" Finn asked frustrated. "This anti bullying policy is supposed to stop things like this from happening."

"It's also supposed to keep us from cracking skulls," Puck pointed out.

"I'm not doing anything at school," Finn told him.

"Not the point, dude," Puck told him. "I thought the reason for this thing was to stop violence."

"Does it seem to be working?" Finn asked, staring at his friend.

Puck shrugged. "Hey, I'm with you. Artie's my friend too."

"I don't know what we're going to do, but we can't do anything until we figure out who it is."

"I don't think Karofsky is a part of it," Puck told his friend.

Finn looked at him. "Why do you say that?"

"He came up to me today, told me to tell you that he wasn't cool with what happened to Rach and Santana."

Finn thought about it for a moment. "Do you think he knows who did this to Artie?"

Puck shrugged. "We can ask."

Finn hit the steering wheel. "I hate this," he told Puck.

"Rachel seems to be doing better," Puck told him after a moment.

Finn sat back in his seat and sighed. "She does," he agreed. "She has really bad nightmares, though. She's strong, but no one can go through something like that without a few scars."

"How've you been sleeping?" Puck asked him, looking out the windshield.

"Fuck, man, I'm a wreck," Finn admitted. "I can't sleep without dreaming about what happened."

"Me either," Puck told him. "I woke my mom up last night; she said I was thrashing around and yelling."

"I'm trying to be strong for Rachel, but it's not going so well," Finn told him.

"Dude, whatever you're doing is working," Puck assured him. "They're setting up free counseling services at the school. I think I might go."

"Really?" Finn asked him.

"What? Does that make me a pussy?"

Finn shook his head. "No, it's just cool that the school's doing that."

"You're still pissed at Figgins, right?"

"Hell yes, I'm pissed at Figgins. This shit has been going on for years and he hasn't done anything about it," Finn said.

"They're doing something now."

Finn snorted. "And here we are, at the hospital, visiting a friend who was attacked."

"These things take time."

"Who else is going to get hurt while we're waiting?" Finn asked.

The boys sat in silence for a few minutes. "I think I'm ready to go back in," Finn told him.

Puck nodded. "Let's go then."

Quinn met them at the door. "What's going on?" she asked them.

"Will you get the others and have everyone meet us in Artie's room?" Finn asked her.

Quinn nodded. "Sure," she told him.

"Hey Quinn," Puck said, stopping her. "Are you okay?"

"Why wouldn't I be?" she asked.

"Three of your friends have been attacked this week. It's a valid question," Puck told her.

Quinn sighed. "I'm having a little trouble getting some of this stuff out of my head," she admitted finally.

"Puck said they're setting up counseling at the school," Finn told her.

"My mom has already set something up," Quinn told them.

"Good," Puck said, nodding to her.

"I'll get everyone," she said, walking away.

"That girl's going to explode at any moment," Puck told Finn, walking down the hall with him.

"Why do you say that?" Finn asked.

"Just look at all the things she's been through in the past year," Puck said.

Finn frowned. "You think I should talk to her?"

"Nah, man, you've got Rachel to worry about. I'll talk to her later."

Finn nodded. "Thanks, man." Puck laughed lowly. "What?"

"You've taken this captain thing to heart."

Finn thought about Puck's words, pausing when they reached Artie's door. "I guess I have," he said. "I feel like the Glee Club is my responsibility."

"Let me know if you need help," Puck told him seriously. "I've got your back."

Finn smiled at him. "Thanks, man."

Rachel smiled at him when he walked into the room. "Hey," she said.

"Hey," he told her, smiling back. He leaned over and kissed her softly as their friends came into the room.

"What's going on?" Brittany asked them.

Finn told the group what Artie's attacker had said to him. "Does this mean we're all in danger?" Tina asked.

Finn looked at Puck, who nodded. "I think so," he told her.

"I'd like for one of them to try," Lauren said.

"That's the problem," Rachel said quietly. "It's not just one of them."

Artie nodded. "I was attacked by at least three guys."

"So what do we do?" Quinn asked.

"Since we don't know for sure who's doing this, we can't stop them," Finn said. "The best thing we can do right now is be as safe as possible. Always walk with two or more other people, keep in touch with each other, that sort of thing."

"This feels like we're at war," Mercedes said sadly.

"That's what it is," Puck told her. "And they have the advantage."

"We're going to have to work together to figure out who's behind the attack," Finn told them. "If we can figure out who it is, Figgins can take care of them."

"I've always felt fear when I walked down the hallways at McKinley," Kurt said. "This is somehow so much worse."

"It's because we know now that there's nothing they won't do," Santana said from behind him. "They really are animals."

"I'm going to talk to Mr. Schue tomorrow, let him know what's going on. He can talk to Figgins." Finn looked at Rachel. "I wish you'd change your mind about going back to school, Rach. At least wait until next week."

Rachel shook her head. "I need to go back now Finn, or I may never be able to."

"I'm with Finn, Rachel," Sam said. "I just don't think it's a good idea. If they're trying to hurt Finn, the best way is through you."

Rachel sighed. "We'll talk about it later, Finn, okay?"

"Should we all meet together in the morning?" Mike asked.

Finn nodded. "That's a good idea. Does anyone have a problem with this plan?" Everyone shook their heads. "I'm going to be honest," he told them. "If some of you decided not to come to school, that would be understandable."

"We really need to be there," Tina said. "We'll have a better change of finding out who they are if we're all working on it."

Mercedes nodded. "I'm not letting anyone run me out of my school."

"We'll meet in the parking lot in the morning, then," Puck said. "If you can, ride with someone."

"Artie, man, when do you get to leave?" Finn asked him.

"They're just keeping me as a precaution," Artie said. "I'll be back in school on Friday."

Finn nodded. "We should meet again Thursday night to decide what the plan is for Friday morning." Everyone agreed.

"We can do this," Puck said, looking at Finn.

"We have to," Finn told his friend.