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jakeofanarchy:

Who: Jake Puckerman and Rachel Berry

What: Rachel comes over to check on Jake. They end up having dinner together.

Where: Jake’s Place

When:  7/20/13

Warnings: None

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Pool Hopping || Rachel, Sam and Kitty

Tagging: Rachel Berry, Kitty Wilde and Sam Evans

Notes: The trio just goof off for a bit. 

Warnings: None

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finnhudsonn-005:

About to kick some ass. 

This made me laugh for some reason. 

Things || Rachel and Sam

Tagging: Rachel Berry and Sam Evans

Notes: Rachel had a bad day and goes to see Sam. 

Warnings: None

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A Game of Pool || Rachel and Sam

Tagging: Rachel Berry and Sam Evans

Notes: Sam meets Rachel at the Wildehouse for a game of pool.

Warnings: None

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Jail Visit || Rachel and Sam

Sam: Sam nodded and leaned closer with a smile. "We'll figure it out whenever I get out of here. I'll do my best to stay out of trouble." He gave her a wink and hung up the phone. He started to walk away but turned back around. He gave her a small wave and walked back to the guard. Sam was thankful for Rachel, but he wanted revenge on Johnson and he would get it.
Rachel: She smiled and waved back, swallowing hard. She had a bad feeling about all of this; something wasn't right. She hung up and stood, pushing her chair in. She had to figure out what was going on before anyone got hurt.

Jail Visit || Rachel and Sam

Sam: Sam's fist tightened as he laid it back against the cool surface of the counter. He knew Puck would help him if Rachel could ever find the Vice President of SAMCRO. "Have you checked the local bars? Or Quinn?" He wanted to ask about Beth, but Sam knew better than to mention the small child. He nodded, glancing at her lips as she spoke. Sam had always had a thing for Rachel Berry, but he knew he could never put the girl in danger. "Thanks Rach," he said again. "Be careful and don't do something that could get your ass in trouble. Remember who you are."
Rachel: Rachel couldn't help but smile. "Yes, Moufasa," she said. "If I can't get Puck to help I'll go to Santana." She shuddered at the thought. "Pray that I find Puck or Brody or literally anyone on the planet that can help before I have to ask Santana." She sighed. "I'll get you out of here, Sam. I just need you to be good and stay safe while I'm working on it." She looked around again before leaning closer to the glass, even though leaning closer wouldn't help him hear her at all. "Something's up with Johnson. I have no idea why he brought you here. I honestly don't know if it's to cause problems for the Sons or for me. I'll figure it out but it may take a while."

Jail Visit || Rachel and Sam

Sam: As much as Sam wanted to keep fighting, the male looked over at Rachel and nodded. "I don't want to be here any longer." He looked behind him at the guard and shook his head. "This isn't your county jail. Staying out of a fight isn't as easy. Most people walk the other way when they see me, some walk into me. It's not my fault." His finger touched the glass lightly as he looked at the brunette colored lockes in front of him. "Thanks Rachel," he whispered.
Rachel: Rachel touched the glass where his fingers were. "Don't thank me yet, cowboy. I still have to see if Puck's going to be able to help me get you out. So far, he's not been very helpful." She sighed, pulling her hand away. "If they walk into you, just walk around them. I'll talk to Andy before I leave, see what he can do to keep it from happening." Andy had been a deputy with the department for a while but had decided to join the city police force when they'd offered him more money. She couldn't blame him, but she missed him; he was a good friend and a good cop.

Jail Visit || Rachel and Sam

Sam: Sam leaned forward on his elbows and returned the girls glare. "Maybe you should tell your /deputy/ the difference between us." He wiped the cold sweat from his forehead before closing his eyes, knowing he was blaming the wrong person. "I'm sorry Rach. I've been trying to stay out of trouble, I swear. I just- it's everywhere I am."
Rachel: She sighed again, nodding. "I know," she told him. "And I'll find out what's up with Johnson. If Puck will help me, we'll get you out of here soon, but you can't get into any more fights. You'll pick up a different charge and I won't be able to help you, Sam." They didn't need any more trouble right now.

Jail Visit || Rachel and Sam

Sam: "Why the hell did he come get /me/? We had boys all over town Rach- Sheriff." Sam shrugged while he tried to recall anything he had done. "You say that like you know I've done something. Don't tell me you're accusing me of shit too."
Rachel: Rachel shrugged. "He's mad at me for something and I guess he picked you to take it out on." She sighed and leaned forward. "I'm sorry, Sam. As soon as I hear from Puck we'll get you out of here, okay?" She glared at him for a moment. "Don't think I'll let a little thing like glass come between you and an ass kicking, Evans," she told him. "I just need to know how much trouble I'm looking at before I start to know how to fix it."