"I don't want to stay home," Rachel told him. Finn opened his mouth to say something and she held up her hand. "Listen to me, Finn, okay?" He closed his mouth and nodded. "I know how upset and worried you are," she told him. "I'm not going to fight you on this," she said softly. "I don't want to add one more thing to your list of things to fret about."

Finn smiled a bit at her words. Who said "fret?" "Thank you, baby," he told her, bringing her hand up to kiss it. He pulled into her driveway.

"Are you staying tonight?" Rachel asked him.

"Do you think your dads would care?"

Rachel shook her head. "No."

Finn smiled at her. "Then I'll stay. I'll have Kurt come get me in the morning for school. He can bring me some clothes." Finn frowned. "Maybe I should have Blaine pick out my clothes…"

Rachel laughed. "I'd ask Burt, if I were you," she told him, getting out of the car slowly.

"Wait, Rach," Finn told her, running around the car to stand in front of her. "I'll help you."

"I'm okay," Rachel said, grimacing a little.

"Of course you are," Finn told her. "But would it kill you to let me help you?"

"Maybe," she mumbled.

They were walking to the front door when a loud wave of thunder rolled around them. Startled, Rachel shrieked and buried her face in Finn's shirt. Finn wrapped his arms around her. "It's okay, babe," he told her. "It's just thunder."

Breathing hard and clutching his shirt, Rachel just nodded. "I know," she said, her voice muffled by his clothes.

Finn stood in the pathway holding her, nodding to Hiram when he opened the door. "We should go in the house," he told her softly. "Your dads are waiting."

Rachel slowly pulled away from Finn, taking his hand and holding it tightly. "Hi Daddy," she said when she saw Hiram.

"Hello sweetheart," Hiram said, holding the door open for them. He mouthed "Thank you" to Finn as they passed him. Finn nodded.

"Daddy, is it okay for Finn to stay the night again?" Rachel asked him.

"Is it okay with your mom?" Hiram asked the boy.

"I need to call her, but I'm sure she won't mind," Finn told him.

Hiram nodded. "If it's okay with her, it's fine with us," Hiram said. "Leroy is still at the office but he'll be home soon."

Rachel yawned widely, then covered her mouth, embarrassed. "Excuse me," she said. "I don't understand why I've been so tired."

"Anytime you're dealing with such a stressful situation, it's going to take a toll on your body," Hiram told the kids. He looked at Rachel. "I really wish you would reconsider going back to school tomorrow," he told her.

"I'm not," Rachel told him.

Finn nodded. "There's a problem at school," Finn told him. He explained what Artie had said to Hiram as they entered the kitchen. Hiram set out some of Rachel's banana bread and poured them some milk as he listened.

"Can't the police do anything?" Hiram asked, upset.

Finn shook his head, chewing the banana bread. "No one knows who it was, Daddy," Rachel said, answering for him.

"This is outrageous," Hiram told them.

Finn sighed. "I wish everyone would stay home."

Rachel shook her head. "That's not our way, Finn, and you know it." She yawned again. "I'm going to go hop in the shower," she told them.

"Do you need any help getting your shirt off?" Finn asked her. Realizing what he'd said in front of Hiram, he ducked his head and looked up at the man sheepishly.

"No, I think I can handle it," Rachel said, leaving the room. She didn't notice Finn's embarrassment. "I'll call if I need help."

Hiram watched Finn after Rachel left the room. The boy's entire face was beet red. "I, uh, I didn't mean that I would, uh…" Finn said, then opened and closed his mouth for a moment.

"You look like a fish, son," Hiram told him. He sat on a stool at the bar and looked at Finn.

"I love your daughter, sir," Finn told him. "I would never take advantage of her in any way."

Hiram nodded. "I know that," he told the boy. "You're a good kid, Finn, and I know that my Rachel adores you." He wrapped the banana bread up. "I may be old, but I remember what it feels like to be in love for the first time." He stood up and put the bread on the counter. "You should call your mom now and make sure it's okay for you to stay."

Finn nodded, almost falling out of his chair in an effort to stand up. "I will, sir. Thank you."

Hiram chuckled. "You can cool it on the "sir" stuff too," he told the boy. "And stop looking at me like I'm going to come to Rachel's room and murder you in your sleep."

Finn smiled slightly. "Good night, sir. I mean, Hiram. Sir." He sighed. "I'm going to leave the room now." Hiram nodded to him, chuckling.

Finn dialed his mom's cell as he walked up the stairs. "Hey," she said.

"Hey mom," he told her. "What're you up to?"

"Thinking about you," Carol told him. "Always."

Finn smiled. "I'm going to stay the night here again if that's okay with you."

"Do Rachel's dads care?"

"Nah, Hiram said it was fine."

"That's okay then. What about your truck and clothes?"

"I'll text Kurt and see if he and Blaine can run them over in the morning. We're all meeting together in the morning anyway."

"You may want Blaine to pick out your clothes," Carol whispered into the phone.

Finn laughed. "Do you think Burt could grab me some?"

"I'm sure he could do that," Carol told him. "Kurt told us about what's going on," she told him. "I'm so worried about you."

"It's going to be okay, Mom," he told her, walking into Rachel's room and sitting on her bed. "I'm going to take care of it."

Carol was silent for a moment. "I'm supposed to take care of you," she finally said. "I don't fee like I'm doing my job."

"This isn't a normal situation," Finn told her. "And you've always taken care of me. I love you."

"I love you too baby," she told him. "I'll have Burt go down and get your clothes now. I'll see you tomorrow, right?"

"Right."

"Bye, baby," Carol said.

"Bye mama," Finn told her, closing the phone.

"I love to hear you call her mama," Rachel said, smiling from the doorway. "It's cute."

Finn smiled crookedly at her. "You're wearing my shirt," he said.

Rachel looked down. "It smelled like you," she said simply.

"I think your dad might try to murder me in my sleep," Finn told her, pulling her closer so that she was standing between his legs.

"Why would you say that?" she said.

Finn shrugged. "Just a feeling I have."

Rachel laughed, leaning into him and kissing him. "You'll be okay." She sat on his lap and sighed. "I don't want to go to sleep."

"Why?" he said, rubbing her back.

"I don't want to sleep because if I sleep I dream and if I dream it'll be about him."

Finn frowned. "I wish I could help," he told her. "But I'll be here if you need me."

Rachel put her head on his shoulder. "That helps."

They sat together for a few minutes, each lost in their own thoughts. "I don't want you to go tomorrow," Rachel said. She raised her head and looked into his eyes. "It scares me."

Finn smiled softly at her. "I've got to go, Rach," he told her.

"I know," she said. "I just don't want you to."

"We'll figure out who it is and then the school will be safe again."

"Are you going to see one of the counselors they'll have there?"

Finn nodded thoughtfully. "I think that maybe I should."

"Can't hurt, right?"

"Right." He kissed her lightly on the lips. "I need to get a shower," he told her.

Rachel stood up. "I'm going to read a little, I guess."

"I'll be back in a few minutes," he told her.

"'Kay." She watched him gather his things together and leave the room. Sighing, she sat on the bed and opened her book. The house seemed too quiet and she couldn't concentrate. She put the book down after a few minutes and closed her eyes. She worried about her friends. She didn't want any of them to go to school tomorrow.

A loud noise startled her. She sat straight up in the bed, noticing that the room was dark. "Finn?" she called, wondering if the storm had knocked the electricity out. She really didn't want to get out of the bed. Chills covered her body and the hair on the back of her neck stood up. Something was wrong.

"Finn?' she said, quieter this time. Because of the storm, the night was pitch black; there was no moonlight shining in her window. She sighed, getting out of the bed. "Crap," she said, almost tripping over her shoes.

Feeling her way to the door, she stood in the doorway for a moment, trying to get her bearings. "Daddy?" she called. Nothing but silence answered her.

She didn't like this. Keeping her hand on the wall, she walked towards the bathroom. The door was open; Finn wasn't in there. She heard a noise downstairs and rolled her eyes. Finn was probably trying to get some more banana bread.

She walked carefully down the steps, wishing the lights would come back on. Getting into the kitchen, she was able to see Finn bent over at the fridge because of the streetlight shining in the window. "Hey, why didn't you answer me?" she asked, walking to him.

He turned around and she gasped. It wasn't Finn. It was Josh. "I've been looking for a Berry," he told her, smiling. "Know where I could find one?"

Rachel shook her head in disbelief, backing away from him. She bumped into someone. Turning around, she saw Zeke. Moving away from both of them, she screamed, "Get out of my house! Finn! Daddy!"

"We're just here to have a little fun," Josh told her.

Rachel had backed into the wall. They started towards her. "Get away from me!" she screamed at them. She looked around for something to defend herself with but could find nothing. "Get away!"

Josh reached her, pushing her into the wall. "Did you miss me?" he asked her. He looked over at Zeke. "I bet she missed me."

Rachel began crying. "Finn!" she screamed.

"That's not my name," Josh told her, grabbing her chin and squeezing it. "Say my name."

Rachel closed her eyes and shook her head. Josh pushed his body into hers. "Say my name," he growled.

"Finn," Rachel sobbed weakly.

"Rachel," Finn said, shaking her. "Rachel, baby, wake up." Rachel continued to cry in her sleep. "Rachel!"

Slowly opening her eyes, Rachel looked up into his face. "Finn?"

Finn gathered her in his arms. "It's okay, Rachel, I've got you," he told her. Rachel cried in his arms, letting him rock her. "It was just a dream."

"I was so scared," she told him.

"Me too," he told her. When he'd gotten out of the bathroom he'd heard her whimpering. Coming into the room, he realized she'd fallen asleep and was having a bad dream. She kept calling for him, but he couldn't seem to wake her up.

"It was Josh and Zeke," she told him. "They were here, in the house. It was so dark…"

"It's okay, baby," he told her.

Leroy came into the room. "What's going on?" he asked.

"Bad dream," Finn told him.

Rachel stood up and ran to her dad, hugging him. "I just got home," Leroy told them. He looked down at Rachel. "Are you okay?"

"I don't know," she told him honestly. "I thought I was doing okay…"

Leroy nodded. "Do you think you should take one of the sleeping pills your doctor gave you?"

Rachel bit her lip and looked at Finn. "You should take one, Rach," he told her. "It will help you."

Rachel shook her head. "I don't think so," she said finally. She didn't want to admit it out loud, but she was terrified of getting trapped in a dream.

Leroy shook her head. "Alright then. You kids try to get some sleep. And Finn, no funny business." Finn, shocked, opened his mouth to say something and Leroy winked at him.

Rachel giggled as her dad left the room. "He's just playing with you," she told him.

"Oh," Finn said. He watched Rachel walk back towards the bed. "Are you okay?"

She nodded as she lay back down. "I think so."

Finn pulled the cover up over her and settled into the bed. Propping himself up on his hand, he looked at her. "I could get used to staying with you," he told her softly.

Rachel brought her hand up to caress his cheek. "I could get used to you being here," she admitted.

Finn lowered his head, kissing her sweetly. "I love you," he said, looking into her eyes.

Rachel smiled. "I love you, too."

Finn put his arm under her neck, his other arm reaching for the light to turn it off. "No more bad dreams, okay?"

"Okay," Rachel said as the light clicked off. Snuggling into Finn, she wasn't even scared anymore.