"Now we go ont the three I'm most worried about, Mike, Santanna, and Sam. I think that we should start you guys off by atlesat acknowlding you guys togethere because I think you guys can help each other through this." At this everyone turned to the three who they realized hadn't spoke a word since the song. When the club looked at their shirts they were shocked and Tina, Brittney, and Quinn began to cry along with Rachel. They couldn't believe this, how couldn't they known?

"Why don't we continue with the list and start with Mike. At the end you can ask all of the questions as a group if you would like. First question, Mike, who hurts you?" "…My dad." He admitted trying not to cry. Tina gasped and tried not to cry harder.

"Kay, why do you think he hurts you?" "….He says its because my grades are low, or I did something wrong." "Kay, you're doing great. How often does he hurt you?" "…Every time I bring home a grade." He got out before some tears began to fall Tina sat down next to him and pulled him into a hug while she too let some tears fall. Why didn't she know?

"Do you think what he's doing is wrong?" "….Umm… I don't know…. He always says it's because I did something wrong….. Maybe he's right….. maybe I do deserve it." "No, Mike, you don't. No one deserves to be hurt. He shouldn't hit you. Do you understand?" "..A bit." "Well, that's better than before, now, how long has this been going on?" "….Since I was a kid."

"Mike, he doesn't hurt you because you did anything wrong, he does it because he likes hurting you. This can't continue. You need help." "Kay. … What's going to happen?" "I don't know. But I do know that I will do my best to help you through it." "Kay."

"Any questions?" "Why didn't you tell us? We could have helped you early." Tina chocked out. "I was scared. I didn't know what was going to happen." "Didn't you know we would help?" Tina asked confused as to why her boyfriend wouldn't trust her with something like that. "I knew buut my head kept coming up with different scenarios and reasons it would go wrong. I'm sorry, Tina." "I should be the one apologizing, not you. I should have known." "Don't blame yourself. No one knew."

"We'll come back to you at the end, for now let's talk to Santanna. First I want to say that you are very brave for coming out. Second, I would like to ask you some questions, okay?" "…Kay, and Thanks." "Your welcome. Now, who hurts you?" "….my parents and ableua." "Kay, why do you think they do that?" "….. They don't like that I'm um, lesbian." "They shouldn't hurt you for that. They should accept you for who you are. I'm sorry that you had to go through that. But we are going to help you. How long has this been going on?" "Since I came out to them so 3 months ago."

"How often do they hurt you?" "Every time they think I'm not being 'normal'." "How do they hurt you?" "They hits slap, burn, yell at, and throw things at me." "Why didn't you tell me, San? I thought we told eachother everything?" asked Brittney. "We do, Britt. I'm sorry. It's just that I was scared and thought that if told you, you might leave me and if I told someone else then I would have had to come out and I wasn't ready. I'm sorry baby." "Oh San, its okay. Is San going to be okay now?" "I'm going to do my best to make that happen."

"And then there was one." Mr. Schue sighed," Sam can you look up at us please?" he asked as gently as he could. He knew that this must have been hard on Sam. He never knew any of this about Sam but was happy Sam decided to share with them thugh now the challenge was to get him to open up. Slowly Sam looked up at the group and though he kept his head up a bit his eyes went straight back to the floor.

"Sam, I need you to look me in the eyes okay?" Sam didn't answer but slowly brought his eyes up to look at Mr. Schue. " I don't even know where to begin though I want to say that you are proabley one of the bravest kids I've ever met and I know this must be hard on you so I'm going to try and make this as easy as possible. Is it okay if I ask you some questions?" Sam just looked at him for a few moments before slowly he nodded.

"Good. Is there a part that you eant to start at?" When he saw Sam shake his head he decided to just start questions himself. "Kay, why don't we start with you being in foster care. How long have you been a foster kid?" "….Since I was 6." That shocked the group. He had been in foster care for 10 years and never said anything.

"How many foster homes have you been in?" Sam had to think for a bit and then replied," I lost count after 9." That made the group feel even worse. He had been in at least 9 homes in 10 years. "How long have you been in this one?" "6 months." "Do your foster parents abuse you?" "…Yes." He said quietly and Quinn began to cry harder. She had never heard him so broken and it broke her heart to see him this way. Apparently she wasn't the only one as Brit, Rachel, Mercades, and Tina began to harder as well.

"Why- Why didn't you tell us?" Quinn asked as she sobbed. "….Becasue then I'm gonna get taken away and I like it here. Besides, there's another foster family interested in me here. I see them once a month and they decided wether they wanted to try me as a foster or not. As long as they keep saying yes then I just have to make them think everything's fine so they want to foster me. Right now they have a lot of little foster kids and are looking for an older one to help but, they are worried it might be too many kids so I have to make them think that I'm perfect. People only like fosters who are perfect and if they found out that I'm being abused then they would see I'm not perfect and they wouldn't want me and then I would get sent away if my social worker believed that I was abused or I would get put back into the Westlys, the people I'm staying with now, care. Wouldn't be the first time." Sam admitted though he muttered the last part but Quinn heard it and cried harder. Everyone was crying from what they just heard.

"Wha- What do you mean… ' it won- won't be the first time?" Quinn could barely get out as she cried which gained everyone's attention. "Sam, is this the first time you have been abused?" asked Mr. Shue concerned. How many times can one kid be hurt by people? "No. I was abused at my last home, my orginal home, and 6 other homes." What! That scarred everyone, even the ones who were being abused. They couldn't famoth being abused as many times as Sam, they could barely handle the one time.

"Wait, did you say your orginal home?" "Yeah, my mom abandoned me when I was born and my dad blamed me and began to abuse me. One day I was knocked unconscious and since I wasn't at school and nobody called they sent someone to check up on me and when my dad saw them come in he stabbed me and left me laying there. They took me to the hospitial and then to my first foster home." he explained.

"Oh, Sam! I should have known. I'm sorry!" said Quinn. "It's okay. Like Mike said it's not your fault." "Sam, do you think the other family would take you in?" asked Will. "I-I don't know. Like I said, if they think I'm not perfect they might not want me." "Sam, no one's perfect and being abused doesn't make you flawed." "Thanks." "That brings up another thing I wanted to talk about. What's this about being anorexic?" Sam sighed, "That's what the doctor called it but I don't think it's that bad. I just don't like food or to eat so I don't." "Why don't you like to eat?" "I don't know. It makes me think of and feel like maybe my other foster parents were right when they said I wasn't perfect or good enough."

If it was possible Quinn cried harder at those words. "Sam, those people were wrong when they said that, you're as perfect as they come and you don't have to change anything for anyone. I'm sorry for never seeing that you were hurting. I'm such a terrible girlfriend. I'm soo sorry. But please, you have to eat. If you don't then I could lose you and I don't want to lose you, Sam." "I don't want to lose you either Quinn. And you don't have to apologize to me, baby. If you want I'l try to eat more, okay? I'm sorry if I hurt you by this Quinn." "All I ask for is for you to try to eat and you don't have to say sorry to me. It just worried me okay." "kay." Sam pulled Quinn into his lap and hugged her close as she sobbed and he let a few tears fall.

"I'm happy that you're going to try eating more Sam but you do realize that we have to tell your social worker." "I do." He said as he resigned himself to another night of talking to a social worker and police officers. Sadly this was a routine he was use to. "Good. Mike, Santanna, I'm going to need you to stay too." "Mr. Schue, I think we're all going to stay. We want to be there for our friends." said Rachel.

"Is that okay with all of you?" he watched as they all nodded yes and then said," Okay, um, Sam, you proabley know more about this then me. What can you tell them and what will I/ them need to do?" "You are going to have to call my social worker for me and can either ask her, Elizebeth, to bring some people with her ,which would proabley be easier, or call CPS to get started, Kay?" "Kay." "Um, I would proably have all the others call their parents and tell them what's happening and Mike, San, and I are going to need a place to go for tonight since we can't go home and they won't be able to place us tonight."

"San can stay at my house." Said Brit. "I'll ask my parents if Mike can saty at ours and I'm sure they'll say yes, as long as he stays in a guest room." Said Tina. "And I'm pretty sure Sam can stay with us. Our house has plenty of guest rooms and my mom would love to meet you." Added Quinn. "Kay, that is seatled. Now what's going to happen?" asked Mr. Schue because even though he was the adult he didn't know anything about Social Services and Sam seemed to be an expert.

"Now, we prepare for police and social workers. They will question you for a long time and then you have to do it again with your Social Worker. After that we wait and see. Your parents could be arrested, they could escaped, really its different for everyone. Some parents fight and try to change. Some go along with their punishement. Some try to get off free but let the kid go. It depends." "Kay, thank you for your insight, Sam." "Y-Your welcome, Mr. Schue." Sam said shocked, no adult had ever thanked him.

An: Notes

**** I know nothing about the system that foster kids go through so sorry if this information is incorrect.