Rachel and Quinn were sitting on the hood of Santana's car, watching the latina chase a butterfly around the Berry's front yard when Rachel's phone rang.

She hummed to herself as she answered but immediately her face adorned a frown.

"Hello?"

"Hello, Rachel? It's Officer Club."

"Hello officer." Santana heard Rachel speak and stopped chasing the butterfly to come stand in front of the smaller girl.

"It would seem that your birth mother has been kidnapped as well."

"Really? Did it look like the same people?"

"It did. Same van, same card with different wording and the same fake licence plates."

"I see. Do I need to come down for questions again?"

"You don't have to. Unless you have questions or want to see the tape and or video of Shelby being taken."

"Okay. Thank you."

"I'll call you back when we have any new leads."

"Very well. Bye"

I hung up the phone and sighed before putting my phone in my pocket and rubbing my hands together in my lap.

A pair of tan hands reached into my line of sight and held my hands in their grasp before I looked up into Santana's wide brown eyes.

"What did the cop say?"

I sighed again. "It would seem that my birth mother has been kidnapped as well. With the same card and everything."

Santana's head tilted to the side a little. "Card?"

"There was a card that the kidnappers handed a witness at each of the kidnapping. The cards said they were sorry for my having horrible fathers, that I won't see them anymore and the kidnappers wont come after me as well as their saying it was a pleasure to do business with my family."

Santana looked thoughtful for a second, she looked like she was concentrating on something and I smiled a little bit when I saw the tip of her tongue pop out without her knowledge.

"Can I see these cards?"

I nodded "The officer said I could come back."

"Okay, well while you two go sleuthing, would you please drop me off back at the house Wiz?" Quinn said jumping off of the hood and jumping into the backseat just as she did last time.

Santana nodded and helped me get down from the hood before walking me to the passenger side door and opening it for me.

We drove at an incredibly fast speed towards Santana's house before dropping Quinn off. Driving toward the police station at a much more manageable speed I started humming again.

"Do you sing?"

I stopped humming to look at Santana with a smile. "I do. I hope to be a performer someday."

She grinned looking at the road in front of her. "Could I hear you sing sometime?"

I couldn't help but laugh "Sure."

Santana was still grinning "Great."

We pulled up to the police station and I led Santana in before asking for Officer Club. I took notice of the police officers reactions to Santana as she passed as well. They all seemed to stiffen up and make themselves look more professional. Odd. Finally Officer Club showed up and spotted Santana. He smiled and stiffened up like his comrades before he made his voice sounds deeper.

"Ms. Berry and Ms..." He said in his obviously fake masculine voice while extending his hand toward Santana.

She just eyed his hand before looking up at him. "Santana Lopez."

His hand went down to his side awkwardly before he turned around and started walking inside the station. Santana grabbed my hand she squeezed it while walking next to me. I smiled as we walked into the room I was in before with Quinn. Santana sat next to me and scooted her seat closer to me with a severe look on her face. Officer Club walked in a few seconds later followed by a man with a big grin on his face. The man was honestly intimidating, he was tall, was obviously buff and has a look in his eyes saying 'don't mess with me' but it was over shadowed by the obviously fake smile on his face.

He sat down in front of us on the other side of the table.

"Hello. I'm commissioner Fedom. I just wanted to come by to tell you that we are putting our best men on the job. We will find the people kidnapped." He says looking at Santana.

She glares. "I'm not the one whose parents have been kidnapped."

The commissioner cleared his throat before looking at me with a grimace. I raised my eyebrow before looking at Santana. She just scoffed. "Listen, we want to see the cards."

"O-of course." The man in front of us said before taking the pictures out of the file in Officer Club's hands. He placed the pictures in front of us on the table and I looked at the card with Shelby's name printed across the top. 'Ms. Berry. As we said in the last card, we are truly sorry for the awful hand you were dealt in parenting. You won't see Shelby anymore and hopefully you can have a good life from now on. As always, it was a pleasure doing business with the Berry family.'

I glared at the card before shaking my head.

"What's wrong?"

I looked over to see Santana watching me with a frown.

"This card is completely different from the card that was left with my fathers. The officer lied."

I could've sworn I heard Santana growl in the back of her throat before she stood up abruptly and grabbed my hand again. "We'll be going now."

I let Santana lead me to the door and down the hall before she called over her shoulder. "Oh and commissioner?"

The man stuck his head out of the room with a frown.

"You might want to stop your officers from lying to the family members of a crime. Such as kidnapping."

We walked away after that, I heard the commissioner yelling at the officers and I smiled lightly as we got back into Santana's car. She started driving again before I looked at her. She was puffing her cheeks out again and tapping out a beat on the steering wheel this time. I grinned before laughing lightly.

She glanced at me quickly before looking back at the road "Penny for your thoughts?"

I looked at the road in front of us before looking at her again "You're adorable."

"I...Oh." Her eyes widened and I watched as her cheeks grew red. "Well...Uhm...thank you."

"This isn't helping." I say leaning over and poking her reddened cheek.

She just smiled before we pulled up to a old looking warehouse. I gulped at the sheer 'horror movie' aura the building gave off.

"Santana...why are we here?" I looked at her to see nothing but an empty seat. I was about o panic about her leaving me when my door opened and she smiled at me.

"We are here to meet the butcher."

"O...Oh."

She held her hand out to me and I grabbed it letting her close the door behind me before leading me into the building. I tried to push the images of my death out of my mind when Santana led me down a hallway with flickering lights to a big room with meat hanging from the ceiling. We walked past the rows of meat when a voice boomed through the room. "Wizard!"

I couldn't help the scream that tore from my throat. I really couldn't. But my screaming only intensified when a large figure stepped out of the shadows and threw something at me making me shut up. I looked to my right to see a piece of my hair, held up to the piece of meat behind me with a knife. My jaw dropped and I ran into Santana's arms.

She just wrapped her arms around my waist before looking at the figure with my face buried in her neck.

"Butch. Why would you try to kill my girl?" I heard Santana say before she laughed lightly.

The voice came back and I felt Santana hold me tighter. "I didn't mean to! What else am I to do when there is a girl screaming in my shop?"

"I don't know. Maybe speak? Not throw a knife at her!" I said from my spot in Santana's arms.

"Oh damn. Wiz you got yourself a feisty one here!" The man's voice said again. This time I actually noticed his thick Russian accent.

"Yeah yeah. I need to talk to you." Santana said turning serious.

The man must have noticed because the playful tone in his voice disappeared. "Of course. What's wrong?"

"This girl in my arms. She's a Berry. I know Her father's came to you. I want to know why."

"Oh." He groaned. "You know I am not supposed to say anything about my dealings."

"I don't care. Talk or I do."

He sighed. "About a month ago they came here asking me to get rid of some broad. Shelby I think. I didn't ask why and I was going to do it. Until Shelby came here as well. She wanted me to get rid of the two men that came to hire me to get rid of her and it became this big mess and I left them both alone. End of story. Haven't heard from either of them since. That's all I know."

"What?! My father's wouldn't do that!" I said getting out of Santana's arms and turning to the man.

Santana grabbed my arm and pulled me back toward her a little before she spoke again. "That's all. Right?"

He nodded and Santana dragged me along behind her with me struggling to get away. I wanted to tell the 'Butch the butcher' guy off. He deserves it for having no creativity with his name anyway!

I was still struggling when we got outside and Santana pushed me against her car before putting her arms on either side me making me stop trying to get away.

"Rachel you need to calm down. Butch might be a scumbag but he wouldn't lie to me knowing I have things that can put him away for life and he knows I wouldn't hesitate to rat him out."

"But...He made all three of them sound horrible..." I said looking down to hide the tears in my eyes.

She sighed before she pulled me into her arms again. I rested my head on her chest and I whimpered before she spoke again.

"We'll find out what happened. There has to be more to the story. Remember we don't know why they came to him."

I nodded and Santana held me closer.

I let the tears finally fall as I basked the comfort that Santana's arms gave me.

A/N: And oh the plot thickens! lalala

I wonder why Santana won't touch anyone but Rachel and Quinn...hm.