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Take a step Back	By : DBAngel0322 Category: G through L > Glee Views: 6035 -:- Recommendations : 1 -:- Currently Reading : 2
Disclaimer: I do not own glee or any of the characters that appear in this story. There is no money earned from writing, this is purely for enjoyment purposes

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"Rachel?" Quinn asked in a calming voice.
The diva slowly pulled away from the cheerleader. She kept her eyes on the clothes, taking in the cheerleader uniform. When she was less than arm's length she saw the tears spot on the chest of the uniform. Rachel diverted her eyes down, and saw the uniform had some green coloring on it. Rachel lowered her head down more to look at her own cloths. The color matched. The diva felt guilty for having ruined the uniform.
"Rachel?" the cheerleader asked again.
The diva slowly brought her gaze up to see who had saved her. "Quinn?"
The cheerleader nodded again. "You ok?" she asked slowly raising her hand to the right side of Rachel's face. It was red and swollen.
Rachel nodded in response, "I am now."
"Does anything hurt?"
Rachel shook her head.
"You sure?"
Rachel nodded.
The cheerleader applied a little pressure to the side of Rachel's face. The diva flinched at the contact. "Let me look," Quinn said pulling Rachel farther away
Rachel looked at Quinn with confusion. "What are you doing?"
Quinn had finished looking at Rachel's arms. "I'm assessing you for other injuries."
The cheerleader placed her hands on the diva's stomach causing her to flinch. "Did I hurt you?"
Rachel shook her head. Quinn just stared into the eyes of a petite girl. "You didn't hurt me Quinn. I just… I just got scared."
"I'm not going to hurt you. I promise." Quinn replied.
"Where did you learn first aid?" Rachel asked.
Quinn's eye saw the ripped material poking out underneath the diva's skirt. The cheerleader quickly diverted her eyes to the diva's legs. "If someone falls Coach Sylvester expects them to get back up and push through the pain. Well there was one time she demanded that of one of her cheerleaders to get back up and she had a broken ankle. She still made the girl perform thinking she was faking. I heard it was pretty bad and there was a lawsuit threatened and everything. So coach negotiated with the family and Figgins to prevent the lawsuit. As well as stop it from happening again that she'd have someone who is medically trained to assess all injuries. She just neglected to mention that it would be the head cheerleader."
"Wow. That's a lot of pressure. If you mess up then you're responsible for their injury."
Quinn nodded. She reached Rachel's knees and applied a little bit of pressure. Rachel flinched, "Ouch."
"Sorry. Looks like you hit your kneecaps on the way down." Rachel's knees were red and warm to the touch. Quinn continued down Rachel's legs ending at her feet. "Doesn't look like anything is broken, which is good. Just bruised, you'll probably see bruising start tomorrow. Come on let's get you to the nurse's office and put some ice on your knees and face."
Rachel nodded. Quinn stood up and grasped Rachel's hands. In one swift motion the cheerleader had the diva standing. The quick motion of the stand caused a sharp pain to shoot through Rachel's knees. She wrapped her arms around the cheerleader's neck to steady herself.
"You ok?" Quinn whispered.
"Yea. I just didn't know how much injuring your kneecaps hurt."
"Can you walk?"
"I don't know. I can try." Rachel let go of Quinn turning trying to walk. She limped a step and immediately fought back tears.
Quinn noticed the diva was hurting. She removed her cheerio's coat and wrapped it around Rachel's waist. In one sift motion; the cheerleader was holding the small diva in her arms. Much like a groom did to the bride when carrying her into their home. It took Rachel a moment to realize the blonde cheerleader had picked her up and was carrying her.
"What are you doing?" Rachel asked wrapping her arms around Quinn's neck.
"You're hurting. And from that one step I can tell you're hurting a lot. It's gonna be a long walk to the nurse's office."
"Quinn I'm fine."
"No Rachel you are not. You were tackled by a football jock that is twice your size. Then he almost raped you with over a dozen witnesses. One of which was taping the whole thing." Quinn replied starting her walk to the nurse's office.
The color in Rachel's face disappeared when she was told about the audience. "What? People saw what he was doing, and did nothing?"
Quinn's eyes started to sting. "Yes. But Coach Sylvester, Becky and I intervened."
"My knight in shining armor," Rachel whispered resting her head on Quinn's shoulder.
They had reached Figgins office. Rachel saw a bunch of students standing just outside the office. They were all standing in line waiting. Becky was in front facing them, keeping them in line. Rachel recognized the first two people at the front of the line. It was Azimio and Jacob. In Figgins office Rachel caught a glimpse of many people.
Figgins was sitting at his desk. Coach Beiste was on his left. Sitting on the couch was Mr. Shuster along with two police officers. Coach Sylvester had her back to the windows standing next to a television facing the group. They were all looking at one of the chairs containing her attacker.
The door opened and Artie wheeled himself out of the principal's office.
"Quinn wait," Rachel said to the blonde who was turning right to get to the nurse.
"What?"
"I need to go in there first," Rachel said nudging her head towards Figgins office.
"You sure?"
"Yes. This all has to do with me. I need to tell my side."
Quinn nodded and made her way towards the principal's office. As she got closer she could hear the people whisper and make a commotion. Becky turned and saw her fellow cheerio holding the small singer. "Quinn," Becky said with a big smile.
"Becky. Rachel needs to talk to coach."
Becky turned and knocked on the window, waiting for her idol to give her permission. Sue turned and saw the blonde cheerio walking towards the office with the diva in her arms. She gave a small nod. Becky opened the door allowing Quinn to enter the office. Mr. Shuster immediately got off the couch followed by the two police officers. Quinn walked over to the couch. She started to lower Rachel, but she tightened her grip.
"I won't leave if you don't want me to," Quinn whispered. She lowered the diva to the couch. Rachel had taken up half the couch and turned so she was sitting on the couch not lying. Quinn sat down next her fellow glee member.
"Miss Berry. Thank you for joining us. I was just about to show the video containing what happened to you. Now I haven't looked at it yet, but if you at any point need to leave. I think we will understand," Sue said to the small diva.
Rachel nodded in response.
Sue pressed the button on the video camera. The screen started with a view of Rachel from behind. She was placing putting a bag in her locker, getting what she needed for the first few classes. She closed the locker then she was slushied by Karofsky and Azimio. Rachel went on her little rant about the boys, why they act the way they do. When the crowd laughed the camera panned around, taking in the faces of all the people standing around the confrontation.
Quinn chuckled at the comments were made towards the two jocks. She turned to Rachel and placed her hand on the diva's knee. A small smile emerged from the diva's lips, looking at the cheerleader next to her.
The two turned their attention back to the television in time to see Rachel turning away. The camera did a close up on Rachel's ass as she walked away. The camera continued to follow the diva, by pushing through the people standing around. Then Karofsky entered the shot tackling the small diva to the ground. The camera movement got erratic as it picked up pace to see what was going on in front of the cheerleader's coach's office.
The camera stopped moving catching the jock on top of the diva, facing her attacker. 'You fucking bitch' was heard follow by a slap. Rachel tensed at what she heard for the second time, and grabbed Quinn's arm hiding her face into the cheerleader's shoulder. Quinn reached over with her other hand, placing it on the small hands on her arm. The cheerleader couldn't take her eyes off the TV, seeing the jock reach under the diva's skirt. Quinn was clenching her jaw and holding on to Rachel keeping herself from lunging at the jock sitting across from them.
The camera followed Karofsky being pulled off the small diva by Coach Sylvester then the screen went black.
"Rachel?" Mr. Shuster said sitting down on the other side of Quinn. "You ok?"
Rachel didn't respond to her teacher. She was shaking from having to witness her attack for a second time. Quinn responded for the diva by shaking her head.
"That's enough. Mr. Karofsky you are here by expelled from McKinley. We will not tolerate violence at this school." Principal Figgins finally spoke.
Karofsky opened his mouth to retaliate but nothing came out. He knew there was no way he could fight the tape. Figgins nodded to the police officers. They walked over to Karofsky grabbing him by the arms lifting him up to stand. "Am I under arrest?" he asked as they made their way to the door.
"You have the right to remain silent…" one of the officers started as the door closed behind them.
"He wasn't in cuffs but it'll do," Sue said turning her attention back to Figgins.
"Miss Berry your parents have been called, they should be here soon," Principal Figgins told the diva.
Rachel nodded in response.
"I'll take Rachel to the nurse's office until they get here," Quinn suggested to the group.
"Let me help," the Spanish teacher suggested. Rachel's grip tightened.
"It's ok Mr. Shue I've got it. Maybe you can get Rachel's extra clothes from her locker."
Figgins reached in his desk and pulled out a ring of keys for the teacher. The Spanish teacher went and grabbed the keys before opening the door for the cheerleader. The blonde scooped the diva up carrying her to the nurse's office. Hearing whispering as she passed the line of students waiting their fate.

Quinn placed the diva on the bed in the nurse's office. The nurse was grabbing three bags of ice for the diva. Rachel didn't let go of the cheerleader.
"Rachel it's ok. You're safe," Quinn said slowly prying the diva off. She continued to hold Rachel's hand.
Then nurse came over and handed the ice bags to the cheerleader. "Thanks," Quinn said.
Quinn carefully placed two of the ice packs on Rachel's knees. The last one she held on the diva's face. Rachel let the cheerleader take care of her. She was too scared and in pain to fight the blonde. Mr. Shuster came back holding a bag in his hand for the diva.
"Here you go Rachel," he said handing the bag to Quinn.
"Thanks Mr. Shue," Rachel mumbled.
"Do you need me to do anything for you?"
Rachel shook her head.
"Quinn can I talk to you for a sec," the teacher asked.
The cheerleader nodded. "I'll be right back," she whispered to the diva, giving her hand a squeeze. Rachel nodded, replacing Quinn's hand with her own to hold on to the ice pack that was on her face.
Quinn followed her Spanish teacher just outside the nurse's office.
"What's going on Quinn?"
"What do you mean?"
"What's going on with Rachel? I mean glee yesterday with the thank you. She was completely quiet throughout the entire meeting, the swearing and now this. What is going on?" Mr. Shuster asked again.
"Finn broke up with Rachel."
"When did this happen?"
"Last week."
"She'll find someone else," the teacher tried to reassure.
"She confided in me Mr. Shue. There is more going on than just a broken heart."
"Like what?"
"I can't tell you Mr. Shue, I promised to keep our conversations between us."
"Do you think she'd hurt herself? Because if she is you need to tell me."
"I don't know Mr. Shue. I'm actually afraid for her," Quinn replied stealing a glance at the diva. "But if I see any signs I promise to act. Right now she just seems lonely."
"I see. I'm gonna hold an emergency glee meeting after school today."
"Ok Mr. Shue. I'll be there, but I'm going to stay here until her dads get here."
"That's a good idea, I'm sure Principal Figgins or Coach Sylvester will get you a pass." Mr. Shuster placed a reassuring hand on the cheerleader's shoulder before leaving her.
Quinn walked back into the nurse's office and sat on the cot Rachel was lying on.
"What did Mr. Shue want?" she asked not making eye contact.
"He was concerned about you."
"What did you tell him?"
"The truth," the cheerleader replied.
Rachel slowly nodded in response. "I thought you said our conversations will stay between us."
"I did, and I kept my promise. I told him that you are now single, and you confided in me. No details but enough. He's bound to find out about you and Finn breaking up soon enough. He's calling an emergency glee meeting today."
"What for?"
"I don't know. But I think to stomp any rumors before they're spread about what happened to you."
Rachel nodded again in response. A chill went through the diva. She still had on the clothes that were covered in slushy and ice over parts of her.
"Rachel you need to get out of those clothes." The cheerleader stood picking up the bag containing Rachel's extra clothes.
Quinn extended her hand for Rachel to take. The diva took off the ice and took the extended hand making her way to the bathroom. Quinn grabbed a chair and placed it in front of the sink. Rachel sat down and allowed Quinn to deslushy her hair and face. Quinn's touch was gentle. Rachel never had someone help her before. She closed her eyes letting the cheerleader work.
"All done," Quinn said softly.
Rachel sat up. "Thanks Quinn."
"You're welcome. I'll leave you so you can get changed." Quinn stepped out of the bathroom.
Rachel rummaged through the bag. She had the usual outfit, a sweater and a skirt. But she also had her gym outfit; a pair of sweatpants, t-shirt and sweatshirt. Rachel took off her skirt, finally seeing the remaining material of her panties. She didn't bring an extra pair. Tossing the material in the trash Rachel decided to put on her gym outfit. She didn't want any part of her exposed.
Quinn was surprised at the outfit Rachel was wearing when she opened the door. The only time she had seen Rachel wear pants was when she was wearing that heinous blue suit. Before Rachel could go back to the bed two men arrived to the office.
"Rachel!" a bald headed man with glasses exclaimed wrapping his arms around the diva.
"Dad," Rachel said in his embrace. Rachel let got and turned her attention to a big black man. "Daddy," Rachel said wrapping her arms around him.
"Oh sweetie you ok?" he said pulling away seeing her face was red. "Oh my god. Where is the son-"
"Daddy its ok, he's gone. Please can you just take me home," Rachel interrupted. She didn't want to spend another moment in the school.
"Of course sweetheart," the bald man said, taking her bag. "But first we have a few stops to make."
Rachel nodded knowing what he was referring to. They were protective of Rachel, so first she'd make a stop at the doctor's office and get assessed again. Then make a stop by the psychiatrist's office for an emergency session. The two men started to guide their daughter to the door. "Wait," Rachel said stopping in her tracks.
The diva turned around and walked towards the cheerleader. "Thank you Quinn, for everything," Rachel said before wrapping her arms around the blonde.
Quinn reciprocated whispering, "You don't have to thank me. It's what friends do."
Rachel pulled away to look at the cheerleader with tears in her eyes, "Friends?"
"Friends," Quinn said again smiling.
Rachel turned and left with her fathers. The day started out frightening, but ended on a more positive note.
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