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Disclaimer: I don't own Glee no matter how much I dream about it at night. Oh wow hi everyone, can I say how extremely sorry I am for not updating for so long. I was sideline by a lung infection not long after the last update and just when I thought I kicked it's ass it came back and bit me in the ass hard. So hard that I had to spend another few days in the hospital. So please, please don't kill me. A good thing about having so much time on my hands is that I was able to go back and do some serious editing on all my stories. So if you go back and reread it you'll see that my mistakes have been corrected. Hopefully I got all of them and the stories flows better now. As always thank you guys for your awesome support. Okay kiddies on with the show.
Chapter Thirteen: Sectionals Rachel paced nervously around the room tomorrow she and the rest of the club will be competing at sectionals. She needed a minute to herself to clear her mind since they're next to perform. From what her mother told her in confidence the fate of the club is resting on this performance. For the last week and a half she's been struggling on whether or not to tell her girls and the rest of the club about the ultimatum Figgins gave her Mom. But she doesn't what to give them any added pressure since their nervous as it is. Everything her mother shared with her left her feeling nervous and slightly sick. They all had enough to deal with because of Mercedes no longer being in the club and walking away from the play, so Rachel kept her worries to herself. Everyone put in extra-long hours reorganizing the routines to fix the holes Mercedes left. They were all really surprised the Finn didn't use this as an excuse to walk away as well. Her girls told her that they think he's up to something, but they just have to wait and see what it is. Hopefully he won't screw them over tonight like Mercedes tried. Rachel grimaces remembering the how the girl flipped out.Flashback
The Glee club stares after their former director strut out the door in shock. A satisfied smirk was planted on his face as he waved bye to his former students. His parting words not completely sinking in until Mercedes jumps up screeching, "I knew it! I knew you were playing favorites this whole time!" Shelby looks at her student blankly not really comprehending what she was implying. Mercedes huffs gathering her belongings, "I knew I was better than Berry. I should've had that solo," she points a finger in Rachel's direction, "but you had 'Mommy' give it to you." Rachel shakes her head trying to reassure her, "No, Mercedes I wouldn't do a thing like that. I promise that Mom's decision was fair and she had no input from me." Mercedes looks at her in disbelief, "Fair? Nothing about this is fair! You get everything! I'm so tired of being a supporting character of the 'Rachel Berry Show'. When is my turn to shine?" Rachel untangles herself from her girls' grip walking up to Mercedes cautiously, "When have I ever gotten everything Mercedes? In case you missed it, this last three years have been hell for me. Bullied, slushied and mocked which one of those things scream out fair?" "Are you kidding? Everyone in this room been slushied at some point, so sue me if I don't feel sorry for you," Mercedes sneers. "Poor damaged Rachel, she has the school's biggest bitches at her beck and call. What are you fucking them so they can be your puppets?" Quinn and Santana growl lunging over chairs to strangle the girl, but the boys grab them midair preventing them from doing any damage. Shelby managed to circle her arms around her daughter's waist before the tiny terror could attacked. Mercedes snickers clapping, "Well isn't this just precious, once again Rachel Berry has everyone wrapped around her manly little fingers." Quinn struggles against Sam's hard grip leaving red angry scratch marks on his arms, "You little bitch stop talking about my girlfriend that way! I swear to god I'll kick you're fucking head off!" "I knew the little slut was fucking one of you but what about Sluttana? How does she feel about being thrown aside for a very ugly trannie?" Mercedes mocks feeling extreme confident and safe with the HBICs restrained. "How sad and pathetic that for someone who claims to be so hot and sexy gets dumped for a cripple and an it." Quinn stomps down on Sam's foot with a painful yelp he loosens his hold allowing her to wriggle out of his hold. She launches herself at the unsuspecting diva, making her scramble backwards falling over a chair. Before Quinn could wrap her hands around Mercedes throat like she was itching to do a pair of strong feminine arms hauled her back. In a mixture of Yiddish and Spanish Quinn twisting around in Brittany's firm embrace, "I told you never speak about my girlfriends like that!" Mercedes sits with her jaw to the floor, surprised that she was right, "That's disgusting! Two girlfriends? How big of a slut are you, Berry?" Rachel flinches but Shelby tightens her hold giving Rachel her support, "I don't believe we asked you for your opinion on the matter and the only people that mean anything to us support our relationship." Mercedes stands up feeling a bruise starting to form on the small of her back, "I can't in good conscious be a part of a club that promotes this type of filth and depravity." Kurt who was sitting mute throughout the whole exchange lifted his head staring at his best friend in disbelief, "Are you trying to imply that because their gay it's filth? Is that how you feel about me as well?" Mercedes stops to look at her oldest friend quickly trying to back pedal over her mistake, "I love you Kurt you're my best friend, so you should know me better than that. I was taking about this sick relationship these three have…" Kurt shakes his head, "Love is love 'Cedes, so what's wrong with loving more than one person." Shelby unclenches her teeth, "It doesn't matter what your answer is Mercedes I what you to leave this room and never come back. I refuse to allow you to verbal assault my daughter and her girlfriends. I refuse to allow you to insult me and the rest of this club." Mercedes looks over mildly shocked, "I'll talk to the office about assigning you a new homeroom." Mercedes stands up straight honestly surprised that Ms. Corcoran followed through on her threat to kick her out of the club. She looks over to Kurt for support but he looks away clearly not buying her excuses anymore. "Fine I don't need you or this pathetic bunch of losers anyways," she shoulders her bag giving the group one last glare before storming out of the room. Shelby loosens her hold on Rachel and turns her around to face her, "Are you okay?" Rachel barely nods her head. Shelby looks to her other two daughters, "What about you girls?" Santana elbows Puck in the stomach, he grunts dropping his arms finally allowing the irate Latina to get free, "I'm fine Mom." She gives Puck one of her famous death glares before gathering a shaken Rachel in her arms." Brittany flushes backing away from Quinn, "Um s-s-sorry Quinn I didn't mean to manhandle you or anything but I just didn't think you should beat Mercedes down." Quinn stares at her wearing a dazed expression, everything that she said in the last five minutes finally penetrated her angry haze. She just came out to everyone who didn't already know that the girls were all in a relationship together. Knowing Mercedes like she does the whole school will know about them and Rachel's and Shelby's relationship by lunch. She sits down swallowing hard, "Its fine Britts thank you. It probably wasn't the best idea for me to get in a fight." Santana stopped rubbing Rachel's back noticed that Quinn's voice seemed off, "Are you okay Q? You sound kind of weird." The bell rang signaling the end of the period but the Gleeks ignored it waiting to make sure their friends were okay. Well except for the two boys that were just in shock and Brittany who was just confused about what her place was now. Quinn swallows looking up afraid about what her girls reaction will be when they realize what she did, "Um you do realize that by the time lunch rolls around everyone's going to know that we're together and that Shelby's your Mom, right?" Quinn looks down the tips of her ears turning red, "I didn't mean to out us honest but Mercedes made me so mad and… and I couldn't help myself." The brunettes give themselves a mental face palm before rushing to their girlfriend's side. Santana lifts her up settling herself into the chair and pulls Quinn on her lap. Rachel hugs them both resting her forehead on Quinn's, "Hey, hey I'm not mad and San's not mad, it just happened. I would never be upset about you protecting us." Quinn moves her head back and opens her mouth to protest but Santana kisses her to silence her objections. Quinn whimpers opening her mouth slightly to let in Santana's talented tongue. Rachel smirks she always enjoys this particular method Santana's employs to calm her down. It's nice to see that it also works for her other girlfriend. Shelby clears her throat, "Okay girls that's enough, I've said it before I really don't need to see my daughter or her girlfriends trying to swallow each other faces." Shelby pulls a disgusted look. Quinn buries her face in Santana's neck clearly embarrassed that she was making out in front of her girlfriend's Mom again. Santana satisfied grin shows no remorse, "Uh sorry Mom, I guess I got carried away." Shelby rolls her eyes saying dryly, "Clearly, San." She shakes her head sighing, "I think everyone needs to get to class and I need to go talk to Figgins and do some damage control. Anything else we can further discuss during practice and I need to redo parts of the routines to make up for Mercedes leaving." Artie clears his throat rolling up to the families little bubble, "So what Mr. Schue said was true, you're Rachel's Mom?" Rachel stops playing with Santana's silky hair, "Um yes it's true but I assure everyone that my solo was based on talent and not favoritism despite what Schue or Mercedes says." Artie chews on his lips, "I'm not sure how I feel about this but unlike Mercedes I won't walk out before sectionals. If anything I'll wait until after to make up my mind." With that Artie rolled out in a steady pace. Puck looked after him frowning not really trusting him or his word. After what they did to him these past few weeks it wouldn't surprise him at all if he and Finn walked away. Sam was having the similar thoughts, he like Puck plan on keeping a close eye on the boy. They weren't too worried about Kurt, he needs them more then they need him at this point, but either way they'll keep an eye on him as well. The Gleeks shuffled out the door reluctantly leaving their friends alone. Kurt paused at the door looking like he had something on his mind, but he just shook his head and followed the rest of the Gleeks out the door. "I don't understand how he found out that we are related Rae, if I'd known then I could've done some damage control." Shelby sighs feeling a headache starting to form, "You three get to class and please, please, please try not to get in any fights." She kisses all three girls on the cheek, "Rachel I need to talk to you after practice so wait for me, okay?" Rachel nods, "Okay Mom." She drags her girls out the door after her mother hands her an excuse to give to their teacher so they won't get in trouble for being late. Quinn bites her nails avoiding Santana's eyes, "Are you sure that you're not mad at me for basically outing us?" Rachel rolls her eyes before pulling Quinn kissing her in the middle of the hallway. Even though class already started there was still enough stragglers left to witness the kiss. Quinn pulls back sporting a goofy grin she always gets when one of her girls kiss her silly. Before her brain could function properly again another pair of perfect lips attach themselves to her own. She vaguely hears Rachel's teasing voice in the distance, "Does that answer your question, silly girl?" It wasn't until she was seated at their desk that her brain finally thawed out. She looked around confused wondering when and how did she get there. End FlashbackRachel sighs it's been a long week and a half and it's not over yet. She feels her phone vibrate in her pocket when she pulls it out she gasps at the time. It's nearly time to go on and she hasn't finished getting ready yet. Her makeup and hair is done but she still needs to put on her outfit. Her phone vibrates again this time Santana's name flashes across the screen. She feels bad ignoring her girls and her mother but she needs some time to mentally prepare. She almost wishes that Shelby never told her about the ultimatum but then again it's what going to push her to do the best job she can.
Flashback
Rachel stays in her seat while a somber Glee club leave the room. They had their work cut out for them since Mercedes was out of the club. Shelby's plan was simple and not much of the routines changed. Tina and Brittany were going to take the parts Mercedes was to be featured in. Although they don't have her power they still have great voices and are determined to shine. Quinn kisses Rachel gently on her forehead, "Are you sure you don't want us to stay babe?" Rachel shakes her head, "No Mom said she'll give me a ride home so you two go ahead and I'll see you at home." Santana pouts before kissing her tiny girlfriend, "You know I really digging this. I can kiss you or hold your hand freely now instead of having to hold myself back." She winks at Quinn snagging her hand, "This is so fucking cool." Rachel smiles nods she was also loving the fact that she can kiss her girls whenever and wherever she wants now instead of having to wait until they got home. Quinn smiles happy that her girls weren't pissed that she screwed up, "Okay baby we'll see you at home." She kisses her one more time before giving Santana a turn, "Were you just dropping her off Mom or were you staying for dinner?" She smirks at Santana teasing her again, "Since the ban on was lifted I was planning on cooking us dinner tonight." Santana mock glares at her, "Keep rubbing it in Twinkie and you'll be banned from my bed." Rachel lifts a brow, "Really do I get a say in this?" Shelby covers her ears, "Okay, okay stop please. I've had enough torture for today, I don't need to sit through another one of your mating rituals. But yes I'll be staying for dinner Quinn, thank you." Quinn laughs obviously enjoying inflecting torment on her parents. She pulls a pouting Santana behind her. Shelby amused laughter follows them out the door, "Thank god." Rachel giggles bring her back to the matter at hand. Shelby sighs debating on whether or not she should tell Rachel the situation they're in. It's either she tells Rachel or let Sue do the dirty work but she runs the risk that Rachel will be pissed off or hurt. "Fuck it," she mutters. She looks up to see Rachel looking at her with a concerned expression, "Okay I'm going to tell you something that I probably shouldn't not because I want to keep things from you. I just don't want you to have some added pressure, but I think you should know in case that asshole decides to drop anymore bombs." Rachel scoots her chair closer to her Mom's rest a comforting hand on hers, "You can tell me anything you need Mom. I promise I can keep a secret contrary to popular belief I can control my mouth." Shelby smiles weakly, "Okay I'm just going to say this please try not to interrupt me until I'm done." Rachel nods and she takes a deep breath, "If we don't win at sectionals Figgins plans on disbanding the club. As of today my job is also on the line along with David's. I don't understand what Schue did but he managed to convince some school board members that our behavior is inappropriate." Rachel gasps squeezing her mother's hand tighter, "Mr. Harrison, do you remember Mr. Harrison?" Rachel cocks her head to the side thinking, "Vaguely, wasn't he the man that was here when Mr. Schue got suspended?" Shelby nods, "That's correct, he doesn't believe any of the lies Schue is spreading but we need to tread carefully. If a student issues a complaint for any reason, it doesn't actually matter what it is, there's a good chance we'll be fired. Hopefully Mercedes or her Mom doesn't file a complaint about today but the good thing is that there are plenty of witnesses today. The bad thing is that most of them are your friends and I know them outside of school." "You and David have nothing to worry about Mom. You're both wonderful teachers and you're students love you and I know you said not to speak until you're done but I won't sit back and allow you to become depressed over this." Rachel takes a deep breath, "Mr. Schue and Mercedes are bitter unhappy people who thrive on making the people around them just as unhappy as they are. Mr. Schue is and always will be a Lima Loser and if Mercedes continues in the same path as she is right now, she'll be one as well." Shelby smiles squeezing her hand in thanks, "I know that, I don't need this job but I do love it. I love being the director of this club even though a few of you are little shits." She smirks at Rachel light laughter, "But David kind of needs this job and I feel guilty that I brought him into this crap with Schue." Rachel shakes her head, "Even if you didn't recommend David and he got the teaching position anyways, he still would be a target. Simply because he's related to Santana and for some reason Mr. Schue hates us." "Because he's jealous," a voice in back of them causes them to jump. They turn to the door to find Coach Sylvester leaning on the door smirking at them, "Look as Barbara Junior said he's a Lima Loser and never would've gone anywhere even if he didn't marry his psycho ex. But you and the other singing monkeys have the chance to be more than he could ever be." Shelby frowns, "This is a private conversation Sue, you're being awfully rude." Sue shrugs her shoulders, "I say a private conversation is just an invitation for someone such as myself to gain information." Shelby shakes her head stifling her laughter, "But I just wanted you to know that if you or Ricky Martin need someone to vouch for you I'll happy to do it. Not because I like you or anything, I just hate William more." With that she disappears as fast as she appeared leaving mother and daughter to stare after her in awe. "You know Mom I don't think she's half as bad as everyone assumes." Shelby smirks, "Not quite as evil as I first thought, not that I think she's an angel just misunderstood." Rachel nod before narrowing her eyes seeing something on her mother's neck. Rachel leans in closer frowning at the bruise half way hidden by her blouse. Her mouth drops open in disbelief, "Is that a hickey!?" Shelby hand covers her neck, "NO! Absolutely not," she stands up gathering her things, "I, uh burned myself with a curling iron." She does a mental face palm at that stupid juvenile excuse. She puts distance between her and her daughter and starts gathering her notes, "Are you ready to leave? I'm sure your girlfriends are missing you right about now." Rachel leans back laughing at her mother obvious discomfort, "A curling iron? Really Mom, that excuse never works." Shelby scowls at her as she walks out the door. Rachel quickly gathers her belonging and follows her out of the room. She couldn't wait to tell her girls about this newest devolvement. End FlashbackRachel sighs knowing that she can't hide forever plus she really wants one or both of her girls to hold her. Rachel hops off the table and gathers her purse. She looks up surprised when the door to biology lab opens suddenly. Rachel rolls her eyes playfully when her two very hot, very smug girlfriends walk into the room. She drops her purse on the floor playfully backing away from Santana. She licks her lips eyeing their outfits. (Picture Quinn and the Glee boys wearing a black suit similar to the ones in 'Me Against The Music' with the fedora. While Santana, Rachel and the rest of the Glee girls wearing a red suit similar to the one in 'Smooth Criminal'.) She smiles at her newly blonde (again) head with blue streaks. Quinn surprised everyone by dyeing her hair back just for this performance.
Santana saunters up to Rachel giving her a look that could melt steel, "Looky what we have here Q, I think we bagged ourselves a hobbit." Rachel crosses her arm scowling as Quinn hops onto the table that Rachel just got off of, "Hmm a sexy little hobbit, can we keep her S?" Santana stalks closer making Rachel walk backwards until she bumps into Quinn's legs. Quinn parts her leg letting Rachel fall in between them. The shorter brunette smirks when Santana places her hands on Quinn's knees effectively trapping their diva between their bodies. Rachel deadpans, "Oh no, I'm trapped please don't hurt me." She ghosts her lips along Santana's jawline while she rubbed her back on Quinn's front, "I'll do whatever you want me to do." Her smirks eerie identical to Santana's cocky smirk when Santana let out breathy little moans and Quinn's nipples harden poking her back. Quinn scoots closer to the edge circling Rachel's slender waist pulling her closer. She grins wickedly hearing one of her brunettes moan loudly. She nuzzles Rachel's neck, "Whatever we want Rae? Hmm that's dangerous because I have so many naughty things I want to do to you and San. So please don't give me anymore ideas." Santana chuckles, tilting her head to give Rachel better access, "You're such a horn dog Quinnie, but if you keep this up Rae I swear I'm going to throw you down and have my wicked way with you." Rachel feels a surge of arousal shot down to her center, "Oh fuck San, you can't say things like that and expect me to perform properly on stage." Quinn bites down on Rachel's neck, not enough to leave a mark but enough for Rachel to further ruin her panties. "Oh wow you two are going to be the reason we lose sectionals if you keep this up." It was Santana's turn to tease Rachel, the look that she gives Rachel is enough to make her forget her name and anything else that didn't involve her girls, "Ask me after I make you explode if I care what place the Gleeks come in." Rachel feels all the moisture in her body rush down to her center, "Oh fuck you two don't play fair." Santana grins feeling rather proud of herself for reducing her nervous hobbit's mind into mush, "Are you calmer now baby?" Rachel nods leaning her head back on Quinn's shoulder, "You minx I'm calmer than I was ten minutes ago. Although I do seem to have another problem thanks to you and Quinn." Santana pulls a face of pure innocence but the mischievous glint in her eyes gave her away, "I have no clue what you mean babe, but chop chop we have to get you dressed, your hair did and ready to go on stage." She steps away smiling, "I promise not to take too much pleasure in undressing you slowly unveiling every delectable inch of skin for my greedy eyes." Quinn grunts still kissing the spot she bit, "Our greedy eyes, sorry baby." Rachel giggles, "Somehow I don't believe you, either of you. I think you're taking an extreme amount of pleasure in turning my mind to a puddle of goo." Quinn giggles girlishly lifting her head reluctantly and too Rachel's displeasure, "You wound me Rae, I take no satisfaction in this. This is all for the good of Glee, we need our captain focused on the performance." Rachel rolls her eyes again, "Whatever you say Quinn, I still don't believe you." She loosens Quinn hold on her waist and entwines their fingers, "But thank you for taking my mind off the competition for a few minutes." She brings their hands to her lips and kisses Quinn's fingers gently, "How did you find me anyways? I thought you'd never look for me in a science lab." Santana grins pulling her girlfriends to the door, "We looked for you in the choir room first but you weren't there. Then Q thought you might be under the bleachers but I thought you were probably in the last place we'd look." Quinn grabs Rachel's purse shutting off the light and shutting the door, "So I said let's try the art room or science lab." Santana swings their joined hands playfully, "Of course we looked in the art room first, low and behold science lab, the last place we'd look. It's a good thing we found you though 'cuz Mom and Mami were going crazy." Quinn snuggles closer walking with her head on Rachel's shoulder, "Plus Santana was missing you like crazy. It was seriously pathetic." Santana scowls at her other girlfriend, "Fuck off Quinn, you were the one sitting in the corner pouting not me." Quinn flips her off, "You were sitting on my lap whining Satan." Santana opens her mouth but snaps it shut when she couldn't think of something to refute that comment. Rachel sighs content sandwiched between her girls, it took a while but the backlash from Mercedes gossip finally died down. Thankfully the people that would've been the biggest offenders last year were their biggest advocates aside from their friends.Flashback
The next day the girls walked into school like they normally did, ignoring the whispers and pointed glances their way. They were honestly surprised that no one came up to them yesterday to question the rumors that Mercedes was spreading. But of course they dropped their guard to soon, when the puck heads cornered them at their lockers before homeroom. "Yo freaks," hockey team captain Rick 'The Stick' Nelson walks up to them slushie in hand. "I heard from a little birdie that you three are bumping uglies." He leers at Santana and Quinn, "It's a shame that you two are going to the all you can eat buffet but since you're hot I'll want to watch." Santana narrows her eyes ready to hit him over the head with his own stick, but Rachel tightens her hold on her waist. Rick screws up his face when he looks at Rachel, "But I can't understand why you're throwing away you're hotness and popularity for Man Hands. She must be blackmailing you or something." His buddy giggles like a little girl high fiving the player next to him. Quinn grits her teeth itching to kick his balls into his throat but holds herself back because she was stupid enough to promise Rachel that she won't fight today. Rick shakes his cup, "Now that you're plummeting into the bottom of the ladder, we thought a welcome to Loserdom would be appropriate." Rachel lifts her chin up defiantly, "Wow I'm surprised that you even know a few words with more than two syllables let alone what the mean." Rick flushes clearly embarrassed at the laughter behind him, he growls cocking his hand back ready to throw them his slushie. Quinn squeezes her eyes shut pulling Rachel's face to shoulder while pulling Santana behind her. Rachel squeals while she and Santana try to cover Quinn's face accidently poking her right eye. A few seconds ticked by and the girls were met with silence, Quinn takes the chance and opens the eye that isn't injured. Rachel and Santana lift their heads from their hiding places and all three were shocked to see an angry Karofsky squeezing Rick's wrist. The smaller boy crawled at the tight grip, while the bigger football players surrounded the rest of the hockey players. Azimio never liked these three girls much only because he found them annoying but he owes them for everything they did for his best friend whether they know it or not, "What's this guys? Why are you picking on this girls that are so much smaller than you?" A particularly brave puck head decides to pipe in, "Dude they're like sick and perverted, it's bad enough their dykes but all three are in a relationship together its just wrong." Santana growls hugging her girls close, "You're just pissed that I have two hot girlfriends when the only chick stupid enough to date you is inflatable." He glares at Santana ready to retaliate regardless of being surrounding by a bunch of big jocks but Sam and Puck flex their muscles making him back down. Mike smiles kissing the girls on their cheeks before standing in front of his Lesbros, "Okay here's the stitch idiots these girls are so off limits that means if you even think about doing something stupid them, 50 years from now your great grandkids will still be at the bottom of ladder." Karofsky finally let's go of Rick's wrist, "I know that with all the hits to head you losers get it made you a little slow so we'll dumb it down for you. Santana, Quinn and Rachel off limits that means no slushies, no body checks, no taunting." Puck's smirks, "It means that you basically have to cross the street if you see them outside of school. Because if I find out that they've been harassed in any way Finn's little slushie bath will seem like child's play compared to what we'll do to you." Sam grins, "Just nod if you understand." Rick glares trying to save face, "Dude we have the same amount of players so what makes you think you can scare us?" A basketball player that neither girl knows struts up to the crowd, "The basketball teams have their backs along with the soccer teams, rugby. Shall I go on?" Rick glares at the boy before signaling for his team to leave, "Just watch yourself dykes, you can't have bodyguards around you all of the time." The girls watched amused as the puck heads walked away tails between their legs with the rest of the students at were gathered around. Santana clears her throat, "Um thanks for that guys, seriously I wasn't expecting it but we thank you for your support." Azimio rolls his eyes, "I don't like you much, I think you're a bitch." Santana grins agreeing, "But you three deserve to be in whatever kind of relationship you want." He scratches his head looking very confused, "I don't understand how the dynamics work but hey whatever makes you happy, so you do you." Rachel head stayed were Quinn shoved it earlier, but now she was wearing her megawatt smile, "Thank you Azimio and everyone else for your wonderful timing. Thank you for having our back as Santana would say." She holds out her hand for him to shake but Azimio looks at her not really sure if she was for real. Regardless he takes her small hand into his larger one shaking it, careful not to hurt her delicate hand. How did I ever think this dainty hand ever resembled a man's? He thinks idly. Karofsky smiled at the scene before him, it took a while to make his buddy understand that he was the same person he's always been. It didn't matter who or what he was attracted to, he was still the same boy he grew up with. It was thanks to Santana and Quinn although it wasn't their intention he owed them all the same. Quinn shakes her head leave it her babies to build bridges without realizing it. Completely missing the fact that she was the one that came up with the plan in the first place. Santana covered her mouth to hide the smile at Azimio and Shane's bemused face, yeah her babies are something special. Puck rolls his eyes, "Okay kids let's get to class before we're late." He shoos the players away before saluting his Lesbros, dragging the other Gleek boys with him. Rachel leans against the lockers somehow exhausted already and the day hasn't even started. She smiles when Quinn brushes back her hair lovingly, "Are you okay baby?" Rachel kisses the cupping her face, "Yes baby I'm good just shocked that the football players and other jocks actually stepped in to defend us." Santana chuckles, "I guess I'm not the only one getting in touch with my inner vagina." Her girls give her a 'what the fuck look?' that has her chuckling even louder, "It's just something I said to Brittany during our talk so don't worry, I'm not going crazy." She touches her chest over her heart, "Promise." Quinn snickers she can only imagine what exactly brought that particular expression to light, "I still want everyone to be careful, we might have the support of the jocks which is amazing, but I don't want to get caught unawares." Her girls nod agreeing with that, "Come on babes lets go see what Mom is up too." The trio talk quietly ignoring the fact that two very pissed off people were staring at them from across the hall. Mercedes turns to Finn, "There has to be a way to get even with those bitches, not everything can possible go their way. Plus Kurt's still mad at me and hasn't returned my phone call," she pouts. Finn shrugs not caring about her or her problems, "He's an idiot like the rest of them, but we can use him to make those bitches pay." He smirks evilly, "Even if he doesn't know it." Mercedes shivers at the cold tone in his voice, "Whatever you say Finn, I have to go to the office to find out what's my new homeroom so I'll talk to you later." Finn shrugs walking to the choir room plotting his next move. End FlashbackIt wasn't and still isn't all perfect and peaceful but not for the most part their peers leave them alone. Of course there's a few people that want to voice their opinions about their relationship but there's a lot of jocks and rest of their friends to dissuade them if they wanted to get to rowdy.
Rachel pecks out into the crowded auditorium seeing all of Santana's family there to show their support. It felt odd have someone out there cheering her one, of course her fathers were too busy to make it but at least she has her Mom and the in laws (?) there. Rachel swallows starting to panic a little, so much is riding on this performance. Not just a trophy but her clubs fate and her Mom's job. Rachel feels her nerves starting to get worse and for the first time ever she wants to run away and hide in a hole. She jumps when she feels a warm hand on her shoulder, "You okay baby?" The husky voice she loves washes through her, "Yeah baby, I just find myself more scared then I usually an before a performance." She swallows the panic bubbling to the surface, "What if I screw up my lines and I lose the competition for us, Quinn?" She feels Santana hug her from behind and instantly relaxes, "Hey none of that starfish," she giggles at the silly nickname Santana recently started calling her, "you'll be awesome and perfect as always." Quinn grins, "Yeah because who was the one that saved our ass sophomore year when the other teams stole our set list." She kisses Rachel's temple, "Once you're on stage I know that all your worries will wash away, if not look to this spot here because Santana and I will be right here sending you our strength, okay?" Rachel starts to feel a little calmer now but she still has a nagging feeling that something is about to go wrong, "Okay but…" Quinn cuts her off with a long sweet kiss that melts her brain. She feels Santana nuzzling her neck turning her into a bigger pile of Rachel goo. Quinn pulls back looking very satisfied with herself, "Better?" Rachel's eyes glazed over as she nods but doesn't really hear the question. Shelby decides it's time to step in before this turns into a full blown make out session, "Okay Rae it's almost time to take your mark, whatever happens know that I'm extremely proud of you." She looks around as the Gleeks gather around them, "Of all of you, you guys really stepped up and made me proud. Whether we win or lose I know that this club, you guys are the best group here." Puck smiles proud of himself and his team, after the hell they've been put through since the beginning of the year he knows his buddies are the strongest people he knows. Shelby smiles, "Alright kids take your mark, Rachel I know you'll be fabulous so go stand on your mark." Rachel smiles thinly before detangling her limbs from Santana's vice like grip. Quinn watched her closely for minute before pulling her back, "I get that the timing may or may not suck but I need you to know something before you go on. The both of you." Both of her girls have a curious expression on their face as they wait for her to continue. Quinn smiles shyly, "I love you." She takes a deep breath and exhales slowly, "I don't need for you to say it back but I just thought that you should know before you go on." Silence echoed throughout the back stage as the rest of the Gleeks looked on waiting to see if they would reciprocate, but when the announcer called for places Quinn gently pushed Rachel to her mark. Quinn smiled from her place as Rachel watched her still dazed. Rachel snapped to attention when the spotlight shined on her. She shook herself and belted out the first line: Do you remember when we were just kids?While AFF and its agents attempt to remove all illegal works from the site as quickly and thoroughly as possible, there is always the possibility that some submissions may be overlooked or dismissed in error. The AFF system includes a rigorous and complex abuse control system in order to prevent improper use of the AFF service, and we hope that its deployment indicates a good-faith effort to eliminate any illegal material on the site in a fair and unbiased manner. This abuse control system is run in accordance with the strict guidelines specified above.
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