Falling From Cloud Nine Chapter Three.
Hey guys, I'm so sorry I haven't updated. I assure you that this most definitely won't be happening (hopefully) anytime soon! Chapters 4, 5, and 6 were on my phone, and they all crashed. L I'm so sorry!
Okay, so I'm watching Law & Order…Anyone else?! :D
Rachel stormed into Finn's office, her eyes looking like hellfire. Finn inwardly shuddered and pitied the poor fool who made Rachel THAT mad. Actually, that poor fool was probably him.
Rachel made herself comfortable, locking eyes with him.
"I'm just going to be straight with you, did you release the details of the investigation to the press?" Rachel questioned.
Finn sighed. "I guess you know about the case being released, huh?"
Rachel narrowed her eyes at him. "Of course I bloody know well about the case! Marley told me. Bit strange that I had to find out from her instead of you, huh mate?" Rachel's British side showed out when she got angry.
"Well, I found out right before you got here, and I had no way to contact you! I didn't have your cell phone number!"
"Finn, we live in an age of modern technology. Ever hear of faxing? Or e-mailing?"
"I was going to tell you as soon as you walked in! I just didn't see you." Finn's voice took on a hurt tone.
Rachel sighed. "Here's my number," Rachel took a mini-notebook out of her pocket and snatched a pen off Finn's desk. She scrawled down her name and number, and handed it to Finn.
"I just got Rachel Berry's number. Hell yeah!" Finn mentally cheered.
Rachel leaned down and put her hands on his desk. Her stare made him look into her eyes. "Now, what are we going to do next time you find out something important?"
Finn gulped. "Tell you?"
"Damn right you'd better." And on that note, Rachel Berry stormed out of his office, the same way she came in.
Rachel groaned. It had been a long day. The worst part of it was when she yelled at Finn. Those puppy-dog eyes….
She shook herself out of that stupid thing. He would never like her, and he probably had a girlfriend back home. Speaking of back home, he probably still viewed her as some high school loser with a big fat mouth who hogged the solos and the spotlight. Rachel rubbed her eyes tiredly, and got up from her chair, putting things away, and getting ready to go back to the apartment in Brunswick.
Rachel jammed the key into the doorknob, already losing her patience with it. She had a horrible day at work, and she just wanted to lay on the couch and watch Funny Girl.
She stopped taking her anger out on the doorknob and listened, hearing a noise. She was pretty sure Kurt was out on a date with Blaine. . .
She rolled her eyes and mentally chided herself for being so paranoid. She unlocked that lock and dropped her bags at the corner of the couch, settling herself on it too. She leaned her head back and closed her eyes…
And was rudely awaken by a loud bang coming from Kurt's room. She frowned, cursing Kurt out for being so damn loud.
She took her phone out and looked at the time, before checking her text messages.
*Rachel, I'm not going to be home until at least seven, its that ok? We're going to the movies after. -K*
Rachel started getting a bit scared, her had drifting down to her gun, which she had strapped to her thigh. When she heard a scraping sound, she took the gun out of her holster and proceeded to stealthily creep down the hall to Kurt's room.
Rachel heard a scraping sound, similar to a window being open, and quietly and slowly opened the doorknob.
The only thing Rachel saw was a flash of brown hair as the perp who was in Kurt's room disappear through the fire escape.
"Kurt! Kurt, answer me, god-dammit!" Rachel growled as she hung up the phone in frustration, turning to Marley. "He's not answering. Find anything yet?"
Marley answered negatively. "No fingerprints, no DNA, no nothing. The only thing we have here is a witness who saw his silhouette, says he's 6"11."
Rachel huffed in exasperation. "How are we supposed to go on with just that?"
Hunter leaned back into his chair, grinning madly. "Good job Sebastian, you threw them off the trail." Hunter handed him 200$ on the spot. "Now, the next move is to wait and see until the police find the needles, and little Miss Rachel Berry won't look so innocent anymore."
I know, I know it was so short L I'm sorry about that! I'm totally open to any suggestions (:
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