CHAPTER 5

Mike yawned as he opened his eyes. He sat up, "ow" he yelped quietly, stretching his back. His back was killing him; he really shouldn't sleep on a chair. Looking around, he saw Rachel sleeping quietly in her bed. Wait, he just realized he'd spent the night in a hospital. It surprised him, he hated hospitals. He focus then shifted back to Rachel and smiled. Well, it was for Rachel of course. He'd jump off a cliff for her.

He heard a snore, but it wasn't Rachel. He looked over her to see Sam sleeping in an awkward position on his chair, drooling more than he thought was humanly possible.

He rubbed his aching back and stood up; he needed to get a coffee from down the hall. That'd wake him up properly. Quickly glancing at the clock he noticed the time. 8:15. He yawned, no wonder he was still tired. He wanted to go back to sleep but there was no way he was gonna sleep on that evil chair. He looked at it like he usually looked at his 9 year old sister Amy when she pissed him off.

He slowly made his way passed his two sleeping friends and out of the room. He was surprised to see Puck sleeping on a row of chairs outside of the room. He looked around; it was pretty quiet, only a few nurses down the hall.

He made his way to the coffee machine and stopped in front of it. He poured himself some coffee from the machine smiling. He loved free things.

Mike wrinkled his nose slightly, it tasted funny. It then hit him, "Oh gross," he spat out. He put it down and tried to wipe the flavor of the so called coffee from his tongue. He looked around. Water, water, must have water. He spotted a water machine thingy and ran to it, picking up a cup, and getting some water. He drank it down quickly, but the flavor was still there. God he hated mornings.

"You alright there?" A voice sounded from behind him.

Spinning around, he saw a short blonde haired nurse looking at him curiously. She looked in her late twenties or so.

"Oh, I'm fine. It's just the coffee over there is disgusting." He stated, pointing to the machine.

She smiled. "Yeah I know. Another guy earlier ran to the bathroom saying bad coffee while holding his mouth like he was about to puke."

He was about to say something when he wondered something. "Um, can I ask you a question?"

"Sure."

"Did you see a tall brown haired guy round here this morning?" He paused. "Tanned skin… He was waiting outside of room 121."

She thought for a second. "Yea, I did. He was talking to that Mohawk guy earlier." She said pointing to Puck.

"Did you see where he went?"

"He left the hospital like half an hour ago I think."

"Oh, okay." He stopped. "Thanks." He smiled.

"No problem. I have to get back to work, or my patient will complain as usual."

"Of course."

She smiled and walked into one of the rooms down the hall.

Mike watched as she walked away then got another cup of water, and another, and another. Finally the flavor wasn't as obvious as before. He looked at where Puck was and thought about the previous night. The majority of Glee had turned up, expect for Mercedes of course, and Quinn. Brittany had texted Quinn, and Quinn said she was on her way, though she never showed. He'd thought she'd at least say she couldn't make it.

Sam woke up a few minutes after Mike left. He wiped his mouth. Sam wished he'd stop drooling during his sleep. He looked over at Rachel who'd started tossing and turning in her sleep.

"No, no, no." He heard her say.

"Rachel?" He questioned, moving to grab her arm.

She continued turning, and Sam tried to wake her.

"Rachel." He said, shaking her arm.

"No!" She screamed, sitting up and looking at him scared.

"Rachel, it's okay, it's only me. Sam." He said, trying to comfort her. He'd never seen her look this scared; ever since he'd found her being beaten she'd had this look in her eye. A look that told Sam it was her new normal. It scared him to think about.

"I-I, I-I I'm s-so-sorry." She stuttered, tears threatening to break free.

He was confused, she didn't have to apologize. "You don't need to apologize Rach. It was only a nightmare."

He wasn't sure what to do, so he just hugged her. At first she tried to push away, but she seemed to decide to hug back, and he could hear her crying quietly.

He pulled away and looked her straight in the eyes. "Rachel." He started. "Has someone been doing this to you for a while?" He asked.

She simply looked away, not saying a word.

"Rachel…"

"I-I-I I can't."

He moved her face so he could see her face. "Rachel, this isn't gonna get better if you don't tell me." He paused. "Please, you'll be safe."

"I'll never be safe Sam."

Quinn woke up in her bed naked. Next to her Finn lay asleep. She tried to get out of the bed, but she was in too much pain.

The day before she'd gotten a text from Brittany saying Rachel was in hospital. She was gonna see how she was, until Finn showed up at her door. He looked mad and had asked if her mum was home. She'd said she was upstairs, but he'd seen passed that. Her mum was at a conference.

He'd pushed her to the ground and had started kissing her. She couldn't stop him; he was too strong for her.

Quinn tried to stop thinking about what had happened, and attempted to roll out of her bed. She hit the floor and held back a cry of pain. Her ribs hurt like hell, she was pretty sure she had a black eye, and it was hard to walk. The bruises on her legs were killing her.

She grabbed her bra and underwear and slipped them on as quietly as possible. Her arms hurt like hell too. She moved along the floor slowly and slid a shirt on. She wanted to scream when she accidentally banged into her dresser. She quickly put on some baggy shorts she didn't know she had and managed to make it out of the door without waking Finn. She attempted to stand up but it was just too much.

For once in Quinn's life, she wished her mum was home. But, her mum never was. She always had work. Personally, Quinn thought she just wanted to avoid her failure of a daughter. Ever since her dad walked out on them, saying Quinn was a horrible disappointment she'd cried for days. Though her mum still didn't take much notice in her. Quinn thought she was mad at her because of why her dad left.

Quinn wobbly tried to stand up again, leaning on the wall. She stumbled to the bathroom and looked at herself in the mirror. Her mouth had dried up blood around it; she had a massive black eye, a large scratch at the top of her neck, and a whole lot more bruises.

She fumbled with her makeup bag and started trying to cover it all, hoping Finn was still fast asleep. It took her about 15 minutes, but it wasn't that well done, her hands trembling uncontrollably while she was trying to do it didn't help.

2 minutes later she was down stairs trying to find her bag and keys. She hurt like hell, but she needed to get out of there, she needed to escape.

When she was finally in her car she felt safer. It was hard to drive, but she kept on. She didn't know where she would go but as long as she was away from Finn, she was happy.

Somehow though, she ended up parking in Lima General Hospital, the smaller of Lima's only two hospitals. She was trying to decide whether or not to see how Rachel was. It was only8:35am. Maybe she was asleep; Quinn didn't want to disturb her.

Quinn sighed; maybe she'd just go see what room she was in and check if she wasn't too hurt. Brittany had also told her Rachel had been attacked or something. Though Quinn didn't particularly like the brunette, she didn't wanna see her get hurt.

Quinn stepped out of car, locked it and made her way towards the entrance. It took a little longer to get there, with the fact that it was painful to walk. On the way a short pudgy man with an annoying dog had asked if she was alright. She just said she was sore from sports. It was good enough to have him walk towards his pick-up truck.

Quinn took out her phone and looked for Brittany's text.

quinn! rachel got hurt and is in hospitill. you need to see how she is. room 121. me and San r here. – Britt

"Room 121…" Quinn muttered to herself. She walked up to the front desk and saw a woman probably in her early fifties sitting there. She was wearing the usual nurse's outfit and had small glasses on the end of her nose.

"May I help you?" She asked looking up.

Quinn looked at her. Maybe mid forties actually. "I'm looking for room 121. Rachel Berry?"

The woman looked through the computer. "Yes. Ms. Berry. Down there, and then turn right after room 42." She said towards one of the two halls.

"Thank-you." She smiled then headed towards the direction. She made a turn after the room instructed and walked towards the end. Room 106, 108, she switched sides, 111. She then spotted Puck laying on some the waiting bench supposedly asleep. She walked towards him straining her legs then stood in front of him for a second. He looked cute when he was sleeping. She then turned to see room 121 in front of her.

She walked up to the door and opened it a crack. Inside she spotted Sam talking to Rachel and Mike standing beside him. Rachel looked like she was nearly in tears, and the boys were trying to comfort her.