A/N found another one guys enjoy. I don't own glee or anything tied to it.


Rachel walked the halls of Mckinely high school in annoyance.

Last night, she had been tailing a black van that had left the warehouse around one am but lost them on the high way between Ohio and Pennsylvania.

She didn't get back home until almost four am.

She had been awake since yesterday morning and dragging a little but thanks to the copious amounts of coffee she'd drank earlier, got her to school safely.

Rachel just rounded the corner to see four football players in Sam's face with Quinn standing her ground with her brother.

One of the football players shoved Sam and from where the brunette was standing she watched as he bent forward a little and Quinn gripped his arm to try to hold him up right.

One of the football players grabbed Quinn by the waist and she tried to shove him off but he was way bigger than her.

Rachel doesn't know why that little action caused rage to settle in the pit of her stomach as she marched down the hall in anger.

No one noticed as she swooped low and kicked one of the back of the footballers legs in.

Dropping him to one knee as she grabbed the arm that wasn't wrapped around Quinn and twisted it painfully behind his back the swift action causing him to release Quinn.

She had a deathly stare aimed at the other footballer whose eyes widened at the action.

"Hey, let him go!" The other guy yelled.

He went to grabbed the brunette and with fluid balance, agility and focus.

Rachel jab a hard firm kidney shot to the boy she already had in a painful lock.

He dropped instantly writhing in pain as she whipped around with speed putting everything she had behind her diaphragm blow that knocked the wind out of the next guy.

Than she rounded his body hitting two shots to his kidneys as well dropping him easily.

Sam and Quinn's eyes were wide as were the few students in the halls who saw the entire thing.

"Now get the fuck out of here before I leave you permanently pissing in a bag." Rachel growled.

Both boys winced and struggled to their feet limping/running away.

The brunette turned to Sam and Quinn.

"Holy shit, Sam what happened to you!" Rachel's eyes bulged as she rushed forward.

"It's nothing." Sam said low as he kept glancing back and forth nervously.

Rachel watched as he and Quinn both were tense.

"Wh.. Where did you learn to do that?" Sam asked doing his best to deflect.

"My father is a 8th degree black belt. Now tell me what happened."

Just than Sam and Quinn's eyes widened a fraction as they took in the figure down the hall behind Rachel.

They swallowed thickly. "Um.. Thanks for helping us Rachel but I should get Sam to the nurse." Quinn spoke softly albeit a little urgently.

"I'll come with you."

"No!"

"No!"

Sam and Quinn replied a little too loudly causing the brunette to jump in surprise.

Rachel saw the fear in their eyes and noticed the two glancing from her to behind her.

She felt the hairs on her neck stand on end.

Rachel nodded.

"Ok, will you at least text me to let me know if his ok?" Rachel asked pulling out a pen and scribbling her number on Quinn's hand.

"Uh.. Ye.. Yeah." Quinn said as she felt herself shiver at the touch of the brunette.

"Ok. Well, I hope you feel better Sam."

"Thanks Rachel."

With that the two walked off.

Rachel waited a moment after they rounded the corner.

She than began following them.

She dodge in and out of bathrooms and empty classrooms as she listened in on their quiet conversation.

No one else was in the halls because class was in session.

"I don't know.. I went to the regular bars he goes to but he wasn't there." Sam said in frustration.

"Did you check the liquer store on cammon avenue?" Quinn inquired.

"Of course."

"God, of all the times for him to disappear."

"Q, he said he wants his money collected by Friday. How the hell are we suppose to get it. We need to figure out where to stay with the kids until he turns up again or you know he'll come for us. Especially, you."

His emotions could be heard through the quiver in his vocal cords.

Quinn wasn't fairing any better.

"I know. We'll have to leave Thursday night before night fall. You know they'll be camped out there through the weekend just to try and catch us off guard."

"I know."

The two made a left instead of a right where the nurse's office was located.

Where they told Rachel where they'd would be going.

Rachel followed behind them.

They exited the school and headed for under the bleachers out of sight.

They sat on the ground as Quinn pulled her first aide kit from her bag as well as peroxide.

The two cried silently.

"Don't worry Sam. One day we'll leave this place and never look back." Quinn spoke softly as she cleaned him.

"When we're eighteen." Sam said almost like a mantra.

"Exactly, we'll take our siblings and we'll run. We'll be old enough to get jobs and take care of them ourselves. Mom said she'd help us leave and she'd sign over her rights to the kids." Quinn added.

"Two more years." Sam cut in with a smile.

"Two more years." Quinn nodded her affirmation.

Rachel's mind was reeling and her heart was broken over the two.

"What about Brit?"

"You know Mrs. Pierce is stuck here just like mom and dad. Brits, coming with us though. We may have different mother's but she's our little sister. She's coming with us. Mom said she'd talk to her mom when the time comes." Quinn assured.

That made Sam smile. "That definitely makes me feel better. I don't think I could of left her behind."

"Me either." Quinn smiled a barely there smile as well.

Rachel heard foot steps approaching and quietly stepped further into a certain spot that cast a decent shadow staying perfectly still.

She saw a flash of red run by than waited to see if more would come but they didn't.

An out of breath Britney skidded to a halt and dropped to her knees in front of her half siblings.

"Brit, what are you doing here?! If Artie finds you here he's going to flip." Quinn whispered in worry.

"I don't care what Artie says, Sam's more important."

"Brit, Quinn's right. If any one catches you with us."

"I'll say I got lost and Lord Tubbington drew me a map for school to help me find my gold?" Britney replied with a smile.

Rachel had to cover her mouth to hold in her laughter. This girl was hilarious.

Sam and Quinn smiled at their sister.

Britney did have a mild form of a mental disability but she was a baby born with severe drugs in her system at birth.

But thanks to Sam and Quinn's teachings she learned about the world around her a lot better.

She knew people thought she was a complete idiot but she only kept up the charade as protection under Quinn's advice.

She still said weird things and wondered odd thoughts and unintentionally insulted people with her honesty but it saved her from a lot of bullying.

Quinn and Sam still wished they had warned her about sex but it was too late.

When one boy, a senior convinced a thirteen year old Britney that he loved her.

He swiped her Vcard and dumped her the next day with out an explanation.

Then more guys convinced her with different reason's why it was important to have sex with them.

Eventually the reason's didn't matter anymore as Britney's self esteem dropped and it became an obligation when Artie became her boyfriend.

He was one of the lackey's in Finn's little gang of bully's.

He was the only reason as well as the fact that she's a cheerio that's keeping her safe.

"Does it hurt, Sammy?" Britney asked as tears welled in her eyes.

"I'm okay, Ducky. It doesn't hurt. I swear." Sam said with a smile.

Rachel felt anger course through her.

She needed to know who had hurt Sam and she also needed to protect Quinn from whoever the hell they were talking about but between her stake outs, basket ball and school.

She wasn't sure she'd be able to keep them safe without them knowing.

The three blonde's stood up and hugged.

They all decided to leave before their luck ran out.

They walked passed speaking low not noticing Rachel's hidden figure.

Once they were gone she stepped out and shook her head.

Something wasn't right. She could just feel it.

The brunette headed to the parking lot instead of returning to class.

She decided to try another approach with the blonde's.


Sam just opened his locker and spotted a folded note.

'Meet me on the roof.' There wasn't anything else to indicate who it was from.

Sam sighed tiredly. It didn't matter who it was from.

He knew if he didn't show he'd have his ass handed to him anyway.

Especially if it was because of Friday.

He and Quinn still hadn't thought of where would be a good place to hide out during the weekend with the kids.

He knew they'd be searching every where for them for answers and he didn't want his siblings in the motel room when they came for them.

It would scar the kids for life or worse. Sam slammed his locker shut.

He felt the tears well in his eyes but was able to get them under control.

There was no point in crying any more.

He rounded the hall and headed for the stairwell.

He walked up the steps with his head bowed in anger.

Just than the second floor door opened to reveal Quinn.

"Hey, what are you doing here?" Quinn asked.

Sam passed the note to Quinn.

Quinn furrowed her brow than her face fell when she read the note.

She dug in her pocket and pulled out her own folded up note.

Sam's stomach bottomed out. The two looked at each other sadly.

"Let's get this over with." Quinn said.

Sam nodded and the two ascended the stairs together.

They reached the roof door but stopped short as fear rattled them.

This was a roof. Anything could happen up there.

They glanced at each other and hugged before turning back to the door.

"Ready?" Sam asked.

"Yes, and remember.." Quinn replied.

"Don't let them see you cry."

"Don't let them see you cry."

The two blonde's spoke simultaneously.

Than they pushed the roof door open to find it quiet and empty.

They were confused for all of two seconds.

"I'm glad to see you accepted my invitation."

The two jumped out of their skin at the unexpected voice and whirled around in fear.

They relaxed when they saw it was Rachel.

"Jesus, give a girl warning would you." Quinn said her hand against her heart.

"Dude, you scared the shit out of me." Sam followed.

Rachel smiled. "I'm sorry, I didn't mean to scare you but this was the only way."

"What?" Sam asked confused.

"You two told me that I couldn't be your friend. You seem to always get nervous every time I try to speak to you in the halls. Like there's eyes on you. Now, call me crazy but as much of loser's as you say you are. You also seem popular to this phantom or phantoms you keep fearing."

Sam and Quinn looked worried as the brunette spoke.

"I don't know what exactly has gotten you two so spooked but I can assure you that I am not deterred easily. To put it simply, I'd like to be your friend and if that means being your friend in private.. For now of course. Than that's what I'll be. Do you accept?" Rachel asked cooly with a casual confidence about her.

Sam and Quinn smiled hesitantly confused. They were still weary because they didn't know her.

"What exactly does that entail?" Quinn asked.

"Mmm.. Your a smart one, Fabray." Rachel smirked.

Quinn smiled and blushed at the compliment.

"Well, that depends on what kind of friends you'd like to be to me. Casual acquaintances? Frienemies? Pretty close? Or my personal favorite my right and left hands?"

Sam and Quinn looked confused once again. "Excuse me?" Quinn asked.

"Was I not clear?" Rachel asked.

"I'm confused." Sam followed.

"Let me try again." Rachel said than cleared her throat. "I'm not quite sure why I'm drawn to the two of you. Call it a sixth sense, but I am. I'm also very observant. You two are trust worthy, strong and kind. You take a lot that's thrown at you and you still get up everyday and come to this god forsaken school to do it again. Now, I like strong willed people. I'd like to be your friend but I need to know from you at what level of friendsship can I confide in and trust you to have my back as I would have yours."

"Are you asking us to be your friends or your lackeys?" Quinn asked with narrowed eyes.

"Can I just say, that I adore your dominace and over all feisty personality, Quinn." Rachel said with a smirk.

"That's not an answer." Quinn replied holding her ground.

Rachel smirk deepened and she internally squealed at the sight revealed before her.

There was the HBIC that she had heard about from asking around.

It turns out at one point Quinn was head cheerio though Rachel found it hard to believe but now she reveled in the knowledge.

"I would never ask any one to be my lackey. That's something an idiot would request and I'm no idiot and neither are the two of you. You misunderstood me."

Quinn relaxed considerably. "Than what are you saying?"

"First, don't get mad because I will reveal a little truth of my own after I tell you."

Sam and Quinn became weary at that and took a unconscious step back from the brunette.

It infuriated Rachel but she didn't show it.

"What?" Quinn asked.

"I over heard your conversation about you needing a place to hide with your siblings Thursday night."

Sam and Quinn faces paled instantly as their bodies began to show signs of worried fear.

Rachel watched the myriad of emotions cross their features before Quinn gathered herself first.

Stepping forward in anger and her eyes blazed in protection.

The aggressive behavior caused a stirring in the brunette's belly and between her legs.

"How?! Did you tell anyone?!" Quinn fired off in anger.

"Seriously, Rachel, did you?!" Sam followed up in worry. "Is some one here with you?! Are they listening in?!" Sam said in panic and he began checking the roof.

"No." Rachel replied calmly.

Quinn's nostrils flared as tears welled in her eyes.

Rachel could see the fear behind the anger.

"Are you lying?" Quinn asked.

Rachel had to give it to the girl. You could barely hear the quiver in her vocal cords.

"No." Rachel replied holding eye contact strongly without blinking.

"There's no one here, Q." Sam said as he came back to his sister's side.

But Quinn still didn't relax at the news.

"Why are you doing this?" Quinn asked.

"Because I had to get you to listen some how. Trust me, I wouldn't bother with you if my gut wasn't telling me to."

"Trust you? We don't even know you! For all we know you could be working with him!" Quinn gritted out.

"Working for who exactly?" Rachel asked calmly though she cheered internally.

The two blonde's before her knew something. She was right.

Quinn shook her head and growled as she stomped away toward the edge of the roof followed by Sam.

"Quinn, I know we don't know each other but I promise you I didn't say anything to anyone."

Quinn stood quiet for a moment as did Sam.

"You don't understand, Rachel." Quinn spoke up.

"No, you don't understand." At that the blonde's looked at her with matching raised eyebrows.

"I'm not here to win this school their next championship. Nor am I here to make friends. I'm here for a very specific reason. It would be nice to at least have someone to come to when things get heavy. Though if you don't accept my offer. I'll understand and we could go our separate ways permanently but if you change your minds. You know where to find me." Rachel said.

The brunette walked toward the exit door lifting a brown paper back the blonde's didn't notice.

She lifted it in indication. "Since I caused you to miss lunch. Eat it or not. Your choice."

With that the brunette left the blonde's to their thoughts.


Rachel stood in the shadows snapping shots like she has been the last week and half.

She was getting restless and was highly annoyed by Quinn and Sam's response to the conversation that morning on the roof.

She hadn't gotten very far in her investigation yet but she would be making her big move in four days time.

Just as she was going to point her camera in another direction. A very familiar jeep pulled up.

Rachel zoomed in and focused the lens.

Just as she had Azimio Adams exited the drivers seat.

Rachel wasn't shocked about that no.

What shocked her was when he rounded the car opened the passenger door and yanked out a terrified Quinn.

He gripped her arm and dragged her forward. Rachel grit her teeth.

Quinn shoved Azimio's arm off of her but than froze in fear as a tall guy with balding hair stepped forward.

He stared down at a scared Quinn and began speaking.

She could clearly see the blonde's form trembling.

He lifted his hand and traced his finger across her collar bone causing her to cower and all the men surrounding her to laugh.

Her tears came silently but behind the fear you could see anger, pain, sorrow, vegence and so much more.

He pulled out an envelope and handed it to her.

He spoke down to her and she nodded.

Rachel threw her camera in it's bag keeping her eye on the jeep as well as her descent back to the ground via fire escape.

She rounded the building quietly.

She knew she was playing with fire by getting closer but she had to know.

"If I don't have that ten grand in my hands by Friday at 7 am. Your mother will be only a memory and you will take her place, understood little girl?"

His voice was deep and intimidating.

"Yes, sir." Quinn's voice quivered.

"Get her out of here." He said to Azimio.

Azimio grabbed her roughly and dragged her back to the jeep.

Rachel back away and carefully made her way through the maze of ware houses until she made it out to the main streets and back to her motor cycle.

She slipped on her helmet and started her bike, pulling off in the direction of Quinn's motel.

The brunette pulled up just in time to see Quinn's figure reaching the corner of the motel that she turned down the last time Rachel dropped her off.

"Why the hell do they owe this guy ten grand?" Rachel asked herself.