Chapter 40

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I am proud of my girl. She will not let them see her fear or weakness. She will show them. She will be going somewhere. I know it. Then we followed her out. I am ready for this day to end.

I was going to protect her the rest of the day. No one was going to hurt her again. Not when I am around. I walked out and caught up to her. I put my arm around her shoulder and walked her to her next class.

*Rachel's POV*

It is the end of the day. I was happy it was. The glee guys didn't leave me alone for the whole day. Noah has been by my side the rest of the day. He was being very protective. I know he only wanted me be safe. I was sitting on the bleachers waiting for Noah to get done with football practice.

"Hey girly." Brittany said sitting next to me.

"Hey Brit." I said to her.

"You waiting for Puck to get done with football practice?" She asked me.

"Yeah. He is going to take me home. I just want to hold my baby girl right now." I told her truthfully.

"Do you want Santana and I take you home? I would love to see the little bundle of joy." Brittany asked.

"Yeah. Just let me tell Noah. So, he doesn't have to worry." I told her.

"Okay. I will let Santana know." Brittany said skipping away.

"Hey Noah." I said. He was coming over to me. Beiste let him. She know I won't keep him long.

"What's up?" He asked me all sweaty.

"Santana and Brittany going to take me home." I told him.

"Okay. I will see you when you get done." He told me.

"See you when you get home." I told him.

I gave him a quick peek on the cheek and then went to meet up with Brittany and Santana. I was going home to the one thing that made me happier than ever. My baby girl. My angel.

*Noah's POV*

I am happy Brittany and Santana is taking her home. I really want her wait for me this time. I know she wanted to be home with our daughter. When we got done with practice. I went to get changed to get home quickly. I wanted to be with my two girls. Also her fathers and I have an important talk to have.

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