Berry protected

Not mine just playing with the characters.

Chapter 3

Pucks p.o.v

Its been one month since Satan,B and I have been here and Berry seems to be coping ok. Her wounds have mostly healed now and she is finally managing to sleep a little with screaming in fear from her nightmares.

I can't help but feel like something bad is going to happen soon though. Everything has just been too peaceful. I'm at work at the moment in Lodi being a session musician isn't the type of job I ever saw myself having but it works for me. Since I have mad skills and I teach a couple of kids and do a few gigs with a local band that plays in town as well to stop myself from being bored.

Santanas job is as an assistant cheer leading Coach at Charming high getting caught in a fantasy for a second I'm a little startled when my phone rings.

Looking at the screen I can feel a scowl on my face as I accept the call.

"Baby mama, to what do I owe the displeasure of your call" I say as I mentally prepare myself for dealing with a quintastic call.

"Cut the crap puck, I have news about Beth" Quinn says the sneer obvious even over the phone. At the mention of my daughters name I am momentarily drowning in the thumping of my pulse roaring in my ears. Dragging my focus back with difficulty I tune in to the nasal tones of a girl I once thought I loved.

"What the fuck happened Quinn" I say beginning to pace angrily trying to keep it together.

"Someone attacked Shelby in her apartment in Carmel, She will be ok. But she can't look after Beth for about a month I am heading to Yale in 3 days to get settled in so I can't take her and as you and I are listed as emergency contacts along with Rachel it is up to us." Quinn says I can hear the agitation in her voice even over the phone.

"Look I get why you and Santana took off with Rachel, but I'm between a rock and a hard place here if you can't keep Beth until Shelby is better she will be put in foster care" I cut her off as she says this.

" Like fuck she is, I'll be there as soon as I can get a flight." I say as I try to calm the feelings of rage inside me.

" Fine you have until Sunday to get here, call when you get to the airport and I'll pick you up" Quinn says as she hangs up.

sweet Jew God! i think to myself as i look at the phone in my hand momentarily before i quickly dial Satans number and explain what is going on. After a few minutes of Cursing Santana promises to book me a ticket and i head straight for the Airport. Knowing that Santana will explain to Rachel what is going on eases some of the stress i am feeling. Before i completely forget i quickly call Juice from the SONS and let him know i am leaving town for a few days so they can keep an eye out on the girls if need be. Once i have confirmation that they will look out for anything unusual i slump in relief and put my mind to worrying about my daughter.

Unknown p.o.v

Watching as the blonde bitch glares down at the phone in her hand I can't help but smirk at our plan working so easily.

Now to wait for that delinquent Puckerman to come for his daughter and lead them back to their prize. Oh the things they have planned for her. After all she has been a very bad girl and bad girls get punished.

Shooting a text message to my collaborative partner in this dance of death I can feel my anticipation rise. It has been to long since I've seen my Queen but not to worry gives me more time to organise her homecoming and what a treat that shall be.

Come out, come out my pretty little star!