AN : Thank you very much to the two reviewers, I hope you'll like this chapter, even thoug I'll admit this is not what I intended to do in the first place... Well, we'll see.

Therapy at Rachel's

William found himself speechless before his students, unable to say a single world as they stood on the stage, all of them silently sobbing. Even Puck and Santana were crying in the back, not even bothering to hide for their reputation.

Finn blinked harshly, wiping the remaining tears off his face. Mr Schue is still frozen in his seat, and the young lead doesn't need to look around to know that half of his friends are on the verge of breaking down.

He really tries not to look at Kurt and Brittany.

For a moment, Finn thought that maybe, maybe they should stay and talk. Stay here, with Mr Schue who wasn't the best at talking things out except through song, but who was at the very least here.

(That's something new for a good chunk of them.)

There's Ms Pillsbury too, and maybe she could help them, even better than what Schuester could, but she was currently crying on their prof'shoulder and Finn didn't believe she was ready to talk right now.

They couldn't stay. Not like that. Not after that one performance.

So Finn, as the leader, took the next best decision.

"Well, hum, sorry Mr Schue, we got… Things to do. Hum, bye!"

One minute later, Rachel and he had ushered everyone out, not even bothering to take their own hoodies back when they saw some of the others closing them tightly.

After a phone call to her dads, Rachel took Mercedes, Quinn, Tina and Lauren with her, leaving Finn to take care of the rest of the group.

While driving, she couldn't help but think that the others should have come with them. Obviously she knew that her car couldn't hold all of them, and even with Finn, they were too much for only two cars. And none of the others was in a state good enough to drive, and But and Carole would be worried and-

Rachel took a deep breath, focusing on the road like she never had while in a car before. She had to stay calm. At least long enough to get to her house safely. To get everyone two or three blankets, hot chocolate, a funny movie.

And maybe then she would let herself go too.

"We're here, girls."

"Thanks Rach. I… Do you think we could just enter and… Sit down? We're all… pretty exhausted. You are too."

Quinn was whispering, and her voice was weak and tired. Lauren took her by the shoulders and helped her get out of the car, Mercedes and Tina behind them.

She didn't even think before nodding, and they all entered the house without any further discussion.

Tina and Mercedes immediately crashed on the couch, still holding onto one another, while Lauren sat at the other and, Quinn almost cuddling on her side, both wearing a lost look on their face. They just stayed there, waiting.

Rachel heard some noises on the kitchen.

"Rachel, you're home? Wait a second honey, we'll get back with hot chocolate."

"Girls, there's some blankets behind the couch. What movie would you like to see?"

"Oh, and Quinn, we called your mother. You can stay here for the weekend if you want."

Rachel, even though she suddenly felt all the stress of the day coming back to her, couldn't help herself. She got up and hugged her dads like she never had before.

"Well, was is it, little Star?"

"You're the best."

She loved them so much.

"Lauren, do you want… to talk about it?"

"There's nothing to talk about, Miss Perfect."

"… You know… I don't even know what I wrote on that shirt."

The ex-Cheerio was whispering. She didn't even know why she was saying all of that. To the girl who just destroyed her life, none less. But she didn't feel like stopping right now.

She needed to tell it to someone.

"At first, I just wanted to write about 'Lucy'. But this assignment… It was so stupid. I know what Schuester waited for. He thought we were going to write so bullshit, something everyone knew about us, and that we would go on after that."

She sighed, sitting against the couch's back

"It's always like that with him. He thinks a song can fix everything. He thinks that everything in high school is just about Glee Club. But its not. We all know that."

Quinn felt like crying.

"When I made the shirt, I thought about my mother. But I know what I really meant. Beth isn't mine any more. I know that. I know she will never be. I failed her too many times for that. But… I miss her, Lauren."

She was crying now.

"I miss my little baby."

Lauren never answered, but she never felt Quinn's side either.

Mercedes and Tina discussed their own problems. Mercedes would couldn't bear her own reflection. Tina who couldn't even sleep any more. Mercedes who needed Kurt to remind her that she deserved to be, everyday. Tina who desperately tried to forgive herself for everything. Mercedes and Tina who could only stay together to remind themselves that someone was still there for them.

They all ended up sleeping on the couch, holding onto one another.

Rachel's dads didn't say anything.

But they made sure, the following morning, that each girl came home with a psychiatrist number and some hugs, at least.