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Disclaimer: No I don't own Glee, sucks to be me. Thank you for all the reviews/alerts/favs. It seems that my little story was nominated for an award, so wow thank you. And I was nominated for best author, double wow. I can't even…I don't know what else to say but thank you. Sadly here comes some inconvenient news…I'm going on hiatus for a while. But I'll be back by April. Promise. If you have any questions, comments, concerns feel free to pm me or send me a message through tumblr. Once again much love to who nominated me and voted for me. Originally this was supposed to be two chapters but because I love you guys I made this into one big monster chapter. All right kiddos on with the show.

Chapter Sixteen: The Other Shoe

Sue looked up from her papers mildly surprised to see Shelby slam into her office as a matter of fact she was expecting her, a whole hell of a lot sooner. Like ten seconds after she made her pronouncement that the gay trinity was going to be at her beck and call. Seeing that it's nearly the end of the day says a lot about her self-control.

Sue puts her pen down and leans back in her chair smirking, "Is there something that I can help you with Idina?"

Shelby just glares at her closing the door softly. Her face was calm and so was her body language but her eyes were burning and she was a ticking time bomb. Her first instinct was to march down here and rip the smug woman's head off but Rachel's pleas stopped her from doing so. It took a while but she finally managed to calm down but it was only after a brief make out session, um talk with her friend that calmed the storm brewing in her brain.

"Coach Sylvester," she smiles dangerously, "Do you care to explain to me what the hell were you thinking? Blackmailing my girls? For what so you can win another fucking trophy?" She growls frustrated, "Answer me! I trusted you! I put my faith in you and then you turn around and screw with my girls." She moves in front of her leaning on the desk, "I swear if you don't give me an answer I'll make it my mission to take away all of your funding from the school to the private donators."

Sue stands up and walks to the filing cabinet and pulls out a file an inch thick and slides it to Shelby, "What's this?"

Sue sits on the edge of the desk, "That is Quinn's future circling the drain." Shelby looks up surprised, "I doubt that Q has told anyone but I know her lawyer and he did me a solid by passing this information. Go ahead and take a look."

Shelby opens the file skimming through the first page, "Whose Frances McQueen?"

"It appears that Judy was a naughty girl before she married Russell and had another daughter. And now Ms. McQueen is fighting for half or the whole inheritance," Sue tells her softly. "She's not interested in getting to know Quinn or even having a sister. She and her lawyer are threatening to out Quinn about her less than feminine attributes if she doesn't sign over the money."

Shelby sits down shocked and heartbroken for her blonde daughter, "Why didn't she tell them? Me or the López's we could've done something helped somehow."

"Quinn's always been an independent girl. She had to with that woman she called a mother. I know that Russell was a good father but he was a workaholic and wasn't around much," Sue smiles. "Which makes her the best person to run my squad."

"Okay but I'm still confused as to why you roped all three girls into joining the cheerios," Shelby says earnestly. "Now that I know of the situation we can help…"

Sue shakes her head, "This girl whole argument is about the fact that she can make Quinn into a social piranha. No more girlfriends. The school hating her and the students making her life a living hell." She crosses her arms a cocky smile on her face, "What else in this school screams the top of the food chain other that then the cheerios. Student council president. Glee…okay not so much those losers but it's still something to make her think twice about coming after her. The more Quinn has the better for her and keeping what's hers."

Shelby nods, "Okay I understand but did you have to blackmail her and the girls? And student council president how the hell did you manage that?"

"I'm Sue Sylvester I get what I want and I protect my sloppy babies," Sue snickers. "The former nimrod was is moving and the vice president makes Finn Hudson look like Carol didn't try to drown him as a baby. It was easy to convince him that it would be better for his health that he declines the offer. And it was even easier to sway that even bigger nimrod Figgins that Quinn would be the best person to take over."

Shelby rubs her head she can feel a headache coming on, "What if this plan back fires and just adds more fuel to the fire? You could've just given her more things to use and try to extort Quinn with."

"I've thought about that. I've thought about this a lot," Sue says thoughtfully. "I'm helping the only way I can think of…"

Shelby laughs, "You care about her and the girls like you do all the Gleeks. Admit it Coach you're a big softy," she teases enjoying the horrified look on Sue's face. "You try to come off as this big evil ass but you care what happens to them."

Sue huffs, "You pick deluding yourself Corcoran but this was my plan all along. I like my cheerios to be the top dog and since our loss last year it was obvious that I needed my Unholy Trinity to accomplish that."

Shelby laughs harder her side was hurting, "Sure, sure if you say so but I know that you're not what you pretend to be." She calms down trying to calm her breathing, "Okay okay seriously how are we going to handle this? And how can Ms. McQueen know about Quinn's…you know?"

Sue leans over flipping through the file, "According to these minutes Judy Fabray decided that she in fact had a minor maternal bone in her alcohol soaked body and started looking into the Fran's adoption. But after her guilt was quenched her left daughter number one without an explanation she came looking for the mother of the year. She found her of course nursing a bottle of gin and mama Fabray got to talking about how she should've kept her instead of the freak she gave birth too."

Shelby clenches her jaw, "So this bitch thinks that she can swoop in and ruin Quinn's life because mommy sucked at life?"

Sue gives her a feral grin, "Oh she's not getting a dime from Q I've had my private detective investigating her since I found about this little scheme it'll only be a matter of time before I find something to use against her."

Shelby's grin matched hers, "Good no one gets away with screwing with my girls and no one threatens them." Shelby sits back crossing her legs, "Which brings me to you Coach, what's stopping me from picking up the phone and revoking your amateur status?"

Sue grin widens, "Because I know who you spend your evening with. Mornings. Afternoons. And even the occasional between classes time with." She laughs, "Don't look so surprised if I have a lawyer illegally slip me client information what makes you think that I find out who you play find the taco with?"

Shelby clenches her jaw standing up slowly. Her whole body screaming 'Danger!' that it made Sue a little frightened. Shelby walks up to Sue until they were nose to nose, "Not only do you have the balls to blackmail my daughter you think that you can play with me the same way. You are done your cheerios are done. You in this school over."

Sue backtracks, "Now now no need to do anything hasty you need me around to help with Quinn because if she does have to sign away her inheritance then a cheerleading scholarship might be her last chance to get into a good school."

Shelby smirks, "Her grades are in the highest percentile and she can get all the teachers to give her glowing recommendation letters. And she has me and López to help her pay for her tuition and housing. I'm assuming that the girls will be going to New York together and if I happen to buy them an apartment for a graduation present…" She lifts a brow, "I'm not seeing the upside of not destroying you."

Sue leans forward, "I can get your little friend fired…" Shelby growls, "Personally I have no issue to who you play with after school but some of the parents might think that you are setting a bad example for their kids."

Shelby glares at Coach one last time before stomping out of the room slamming the door behind her. Sue winches waiting for the glass to shatter on impact but when it doesn't she releases a breath she didn't know she was holding.

"Jesus Christ these Hobbits are freaking scary," Sue huffs looking at the door. She walks back to her desk and lays her head down groaning, the things she does for her cheerios.

Mercedes smiles from her hiding spot, finally she has something that she can use to get even with those bitches. Finn was an idiot that got his ass handed to him but she was smarter than him. She knew that she couldn't hurt them in a physical confrontation but she sure as hell can outsmart them. One by one they're all going to pay. But the first in line is the brunette that she can get through the blonde. Mercedes practically skips to her class thinking about the millions of different way she can make the Gleeks suffer.

Shelby ended up keeping the reason of Sue's blackmail to herself for the rest of the week. It was Homecoming game and dance the weekend after sectionals. She thought that the girls deserved a little break from the drama. She did go to the López's and the St. James's about Quinn's legal situation. Since this girl was basically trying to extort and blackmail Quinn out of her money maybe he could find a way to shut her up.

For the girls it was a long grueling week, they had five days to learn the routines and to whip the cheerios into shape. Brittany did an okay job but she spent most of the year trying to win Santana back that she neglected the squad and it showed in every practice. Brittany was embarrassed at how uncoordinated and out of synch her squad was. And working with the trio was actually fun now that she put aside her petty jealousy and just got to know them. Rachel was quirky and adorable in her enthusiasm to learn new things. Quinn was shy and sweet when she wasn't playing head bitch. Brittany can't remember the last time she's ever seen Santana so calm and serene it was nice to see. Yes it hurt a little that she wasn't the one making Santana this happy but not as much as it did before. And it didn't make her nearly as crazy as it did in the beginning of the school year. Speaking of which where are those girls at?

Brittany looks around the field and starts laughing to herself because right now Rachel was sitting on Quinn's lap while Santana ran the squad into the ground. The smile on Santana's face was a dead giveaway that she was having a blast. It was also turning Rachel on that she was subtly grinding her ass into Quinn's rapidly growing hard on. Quinn on the other hand was at a loss to what she was supposed to do. She couldn't just stand up and take Rachel in the middle of the field and it was a morning practice so she thinks that the parents would be pissed off if she just skipped the rest of the day just to have an all-day sexathon.

Quinn growls tightening her hold on Rachel's slender waist. Leaning forward she nips her shoulder playfully; "If you don't behave I'm cutting you off for the week."

Rachel smirks laying her head on Quinn's shoulder, "Its Friday baby so I think I can handle that." One of her hands play with Quinn's slender fingers, "Besides it's a good thing that I have two," she holds up two of Quinn's fingers, "girlfriends, isn't it?"

Quinn kisses her hair, "I can always tell San to cut you off as well and then you'll be shit out of luck Rae."

"You don't play fair woman," Rachel pouts stopping her grinding. "I can't help it Quinn, when you and San get all grr and aggressive it's hot and exciting to watch. I can't help my body's reaction when I have two hot girlfriends. As a matter of fact I blame you and our girl for making me act like a horny teenager." She smacks Quinn's shaking shoulders, "I was perfectly content to wait until I was 25 or married until I first had sex but noooo you had to stand there looking ridiculously sexy. I can't be held accountable for my actions…"

Quinn was biting her lips so hard trying to hold in the laughter but it became too much. She started laughing so hard that she almost dropped Rachel to the ground. "I…I'm…I'm sorry baby I'm not…I can't…"

Rachel glares at her trying to stand up but Quinn buries her face in her back still laughing, "If you're done Lucy Quinn Fabray I believe I'm needed on the field and so are you." Rachel struggles but Quinn was much stronger than she is, "Let me go Quinn this instant! Stop laughing you…you hyena! It's not that funny!"

Santana was watching from her spot on the field an amused smile on her face as she jogged over to them. Rachel looked so cute and pouty and Quinn's face was adorable. She clears her throat quirking a brow, "Are you two done yet because I need Rachel to help with the baby cheerios. Quinn looks like she can't breathe soooo…"

Rachel looks up her lower lip sticking out as far that Santana wanted to nibble on it, "I'm trying but your girlfriend here doesn't seem to want to let me go."

Santana swallowed down a giggle, Rachel looked so put out that it reminded her of a confused puppy. Santana clears her throat, "Um did you break our girlfriend? Because that would be bad baby, I kinda like her not broken."

Rachel glares at her pushing at Quinn's hands, "Why do you assume it was me? I'm completely innocent in this!"

Santana rolls her eyes, "Okay Rae if you say so. How about I distract our girl and you go play with the other kids." Rachel rolls her eyes but nods, "Okay good." She squats down running her hand over Quinn's knee. That stopped her mirth immediately, "Baby?"

Both girls swallow a groan at the husky tenor of Santana's voice, "Can you let go of Rae for a second? I need her and Brittany to demonstrate the routine."

Quinn whimpers loosening her hold just enough for Rachel to slip out. Rachel straightens out her skirt, not a cheerios uniform because she refuses to wear one like her girlfriends. But still one short enough to make her girls drool over her legs. Rachel leans down peaking Santana's lips, "Thank you baby, maybe you can save our girls sanity because she lost it somewhere this morning." She turns kissing Quinn's cheek, "And you…I don't even know what to say to you, but I love you both and I'm off to do the biting of the devil." She rolls her eyes at Santana, "Not you Santana but if you're good I'll do whatever you want tonight."

She smirks twirling around in her sinfully short skirt yep she knows exactly how to tease her girls. She made sure to give extra hip action because she knows that without a doubt her girls are watching her walk away. Of course she was right, Santana was still squatting next to Quinn tightened the hold that she had on her leg. Unconsciously she moved her hand dangerously close to Quinn's stiffening member. Quinn was panting and whimpering really really tempted to throw both of her girls over her shoulder and find an empty class room or a fucking janitor's closet.

Santana groans, "Shit that girl is going to her the death of me."

Quinn just grunts struggling to gain some semblance of self-control. She thought of dead puppies to Finn in a G-string but nothing helped. She really needed a cold shower, like now.

Santana looks at her confused, wondering why she had on a pained expression, "Q-tee, are you okay babe?"

Quinn swallows her voice husky, "Yes…no give me a minute, San."

Santana gets up and sits next to Quinn, rubbing her back, "Just breath baby, it'll be okay. I promise we'll get even with Rae later."

Quinn groans, "That's not helping because I'm imagining all the possibilities."

Santana laughs standing up pulling Quinn with her. Still holding her hands, Santana leans forward and kiss her softly, "Why don't you go hit the showers early and I'll run the last exercises?" Quinn opens her mouth to protest, but Santana shushes her, "I'm serious beside I know that you have a meeting with your teacher Mr. Fitz. We'll be okay."

Quinn smiles kisses her this time, "I love you and tell Rae that I love her too. The meeting shouldn't take long so I'll be in homeroom before we're let out." She turns and starts jogging to the showers, but turns back to wave one last time.

Santana smiles watching her girl walk away until she enters the building. "I'm one lucky bitch," she says softly. She turns to see Rachel dancing on par with Brittany's skills. She had to admit they look good dancing together. Not for the first time she wonders how things would've been if she had done things different. If she didn't let her insecurities dictate her life and choices. If she choose Quinn or Rachel first. How different would everything be than? Not that she's complaining now though, her life is good. She can see herself 20, 50 years from now sitting next to her girls watching their children or grandchildren playing in a yard. She never thought she'd be one to want kids but having a mini Q or mini Rae hell even a carbon copy of her running around wasn't as scary or unwanted. But not at this moment, she'd like to wait until they all had careers established.

But one day, she will be a Mami and that makes this shit with Mercedes, Schue and Finn worth it. She clears her throat and jogs to where Rachel was standing talking to the cheerios about their timing. She smiles and slips her hand in Rachel's and entwines their fingers. Rachel stops talking and smiles at her with so much love that it made her chest constrict. Yeah she was one lucky bitch.

The game was tied and it was almost the end of the first half, McKinney was actually doing very well this year. With Sam as quarterback and Puck as running and Mike as the wide receiver the team seemed unstoppable. Karvosky and Azimio held the line and then dominated on defense. But the time was running low and their opponents had the ball. They needed to hold them off or create a turn over. The crowd was lively and good spirits and excited about their team for a change. Ever since coach Beiste took over the whole morale of the team changed and it leaked into the crowd. And ever since the change in school happened every student seemed to happier or at least less frightened. McKinney used to be a war zone with the jocks and cheerios running everyone and anything to the ground.

What's different you ask? The head bitches of the school stopped being so angry all the time. Which in turn made the school breathe easier. Even the parents noticed that their kids had a little extra pep in their step and didn't dread going to school. The teachers as useless of some of them were, found their love of teaching again.

But it wasn't all roses and sunshine with rainbows flying out of everyone's ass. Some people liked the way things were. They liked the fear and awe that came from being on top. Those were the people that were waiting in the shadows for the right time to make their move and watch the Queens of McKinney fall. They were the ones with the fake smiles and dead eyes that watched the HBICs with hate in their eyes. Others like Mercedes and Finn were more visible with their hate.

Finn finally came back to school Wednesday sporting his war wounds from his altercation with the Glee boys. It was an unfair fight but the boys didn't care they made a statement with him but it didn't seem to take. He tried to corner Quinn when she was alone that morning. He scared the living hell out of her but thank god one of the av geeks came to the rescue. She laughs, who would've thought she needed an av geek to help her. But it was a good thing he did from the way Finn was screaming at her, she was seriously concerned that he finally unhinged.

She hasn't told anyone yet because she's afraid that they flip. Especially Santana, if she knew her girl and she does, Santana is going to kill him. Quinn sincerely hopes that Santana never finds out but she knows that she has to tell her eventually. She has enough secrets as it is. Quinn swallows, waving her pom poms not really paying attention to the finally seconds of the game. Shit, she really made a mess of things and it's going to be bad when her girls find out.

She looks into the crowd and sees all of her friends there in the stands, cheering on the guys. But the one person that really captures her attention is Rachel. She looks so small and adorable huddled in a blanket with her scarf and ear muffs on. Quinn giggles nudging Santana she nods her head in Rachel's direction. Santana smirks cooing silently over Rachel's adorableness. Rachel was always cold no matter the temperature. Socks, sweats and a sweater was her normal home wear. It made the girls wonder how and why she would dress in skirts to school year around. But they got to oogle her legs, so they sure as hell weren't complaining.

Santana leans her head on Quinn's shoulder, "She's so freaking cute I just, gaa I just want to pinch her cheeks or kiss. Or pinch her ass and then kiss her. Whateves it works, Q."

Quinn laughed, "Sure it does babe. She looks like an eskimo, what is she going to do when winter really hits?"

Santana shrugs, "Use us as blankets? Which I have no issue with if it involves naked cuddling." She turns and glares at one of the cheerios who was listening in on the conversation, "Shut it, look at my girlfriends and tell me honestly if you would have an issue cuddling with either of them."

Brittany plops on next to Quinn, leans over and whispers loudly, "Don't fall into that trap! She'll rip out your eyes if you stare too long."

The cheerios eyes dart back and forth she clears her throat, "I uh um I think I hear, see uh oh look it's time for the half time show." She smiles before jumping onto the field.

Quinn smacks her thigh, "Shut up it's not funny that you both tried to give that girl a heart attack. Keep it and you'll be grounded."

Brittany sighs pouty playfully, "Quinnieee, no need to be a meanie. We're just keeping the girls on their toes. We can't have be all lazy and stuff." She turns and smiles at her innocently, "Please don't ground me otherwise I won't be able to go to the dance." She turns her big blue eyes to Santana, "Can't you make nice with your girl Sanny?" She looks mischievously, "You know take one for the team."

The rest of the girls snickered behind their hands waiting to see how the HBICs would respond. Santana sighs put out, "Quinn stopped acting like a…" she stops noticing the glare that Quinn was sending her way so Santana decided to change tactics. "Did I tell you how beautiful you look tonight? I mean with the sun, moon, uh lights shining on your hair it looks like a halo." She sighs dramatically, "Like an angel, you're my angel."

Quinn rolls her eyes, "Enough screwing around and get ready for our cue." Santana smiles hesitantly, "And you need to work on your ass kissing skills, San that was a weak attempt but since I think that your cute I'll let it go this once." She turns to Brittany who had to wipe the smug grin off her face quickly, "As for you I'm telling Sam that you checked out my ass."

Brittany sputters, "B-B-but I didn't today. I mean I haven't, it wasn't me! It was Kitty! I saw her checking out Rachel's too!"

The blonde baby cheerio stopped laughing and looked like she was about to be put to death. And if the twin glares being sent her way could've she might be, "I…I was watching her, uh routine…I was learning the routine."

Sue was watching on with glee, "This is all interesting and exactly what I had in mind when I brought you two back but now isn't the time to scare the girl to death. We need her for the routine so if you can wait maybe two hours you can flay her alive then."

Quinn doesn't spare her coach a glance ever since the whole blackmail scheme, she lost all respect she had for the older woman. She and Santana barely speak to the woman at all any and all interaction is fielded by Brittany or Rachel.

"Kitty get on your mark," Quinn barks. "If you screw up, so much as twitch in the wrong spot you'll be running suicides until I'm tired."

Kitty gulps but Santana continues, "After that I'll have you running laps until you throw up or die, whichever comes first."

"Y-y-yes ma'am," Kitty stutters. "C-c-can I go now?"

Sue smirks, "Everyone on your mark and don't screw up or else you'll have to deal with me instead." Her smirks widens to a grin, "I love the smell of fear and blood. As for you three and that little midget did a good job of turning this squad around." She crunches her face in disgust, "Don't get used to compliments it leaves a bad taste in my mouth."

Brittany stares at her Coach in awe, "Did she actually say something nice? I didn't just dream that did I?"

Santana rolls her eyes, "Whatever she's still a bitch and I don't care what she has to say." She takes Quinn's hand, "As long as she doesn't try to hurt my girls again I won't tear her head off."

Quinn shrugs, "Whatever it's done and we're stuck until graduation, let's just make the most of it." She straightens her shoulders, "I'm still telling Sam."

Brittany rolls her eyes, "He agrees that you three have pretty asses. So no big whoop."

The half time show went off without a hitch and the time to announce the homecoming king and queen came. Quinn and Sam were both surprised that their names were called to the middle of the field with the rest of the court.

Sam leans down whispering, "Did you know about this?"

Quinn shakes her head, "I had no clue and I doubt we're going to win since we didn't even campaign."

Sam shrugs his shoulders looking around the stands until his eyes landed on the enthusiastic Glee club with their parents. Shelby and Rachel were two of the loudest, their cheers nearly drowning out the audience.

Quinn looked for her girls finding them huddled in the blanket. Santana must of ran up the stands to sit with Rachel when Quinn's name was announced. They were holding hands tightly their smiles threatening to fall off their faces. Santana caught her eyes and mouthed 'I love you'. Quinn cheeks tinted and she smiled bashfully and mouthed 'I love you too'.

Figgins cleared his throat, "I like to thank the parents and students who came to support our team. Without you none of these would be possible and what a game it's been." He smiles at the crowd, "But now is time to announce the winners of this year Homecoming King and Quinn, uh Queen." He clears his throat and takes a crinkles piece of paper from his jacket, "With an over whelming write votes the 2011 McKinney King and Queen is Sam Evans and Quinn Fabray."

Sam's mouth drops open, "You're kidding me, right?"

Figgins deadpans, "I kid you not Mr. Evans you and Ms. Fabray please step this way and smile to the crowd."

Quinn swallows, "Come on Sammy, let's get this over with."

They stood by Figgins trying to figure out what just happened. When they walked to their side of the field, she was nearly tackled by two brunette missiles. Quinn laughed hugging them close but nearly came on the spot when Santana told her they would celebrate at home.

Rachel snickered, "Your loyal subjects will do whatever their Queen commands."

Quinn whimpered and eyed their lips hungrily. She had to reign in the need to devour her girls where they stood but she knew they couldn't. At least not yet.

Puck grinned watching the whole interaction as he jogged up his friends, "Party after the dance my place. You three better bring your fine asses over and not spend the night 'celebrating'."

Santana turns to glare at him, "If you don't walk away I'm going to rip off that dead squirrel you have on your head."

Puck holds up his hands and backs away, "Just saying Satan."

Rachel growls, "Do we really have to go or can we skip it?"

Quinn pouts, "We have too or at least I have anyway because Figgins said their going to do something at the dance. So mandatory for me and Sam."

Santana pouts, "Fucking stupid Figgins and his stupid dance. Stupid idiotic Puck and his damn parties." She complains, "All I want is to get my mack on with my girls but nooooo some idiot has to fucking cockblock me."

Rachel swallows down her laughter, "Aww baby we won't stay long I swear. Just long enough for Quinn to do whatever she needs at the dance and we might or might not make it Puck's party."

"But…"

Quinn smiles "Screw what Puck says I want to spend time with my girls and forget about the rest."

Santana's pout disappears, "I like that plan as a matter of fact we can take our time getting ready for the dance. We have to go home and shower. Rachel needs to get dressed as well." She leers at her girls, "I like that plan, a little post victory celebrating with my girls to hold me over until the real fun starts. I like."

Quinn rolls her eyes, "You're a horn dog but that's what I love about you."

Rachel nods hugging both of her girls, "You two go back with the squad and I'll go take my sit and watch you look sexy out there. I must tell you that I'm incredibly turned on watching you prance around the field. So I also love the idea of these post celebratory festivities of ours."

Quinn groans, "Every time you break out the big words I just want to kiss you." Santana nods, "Get back to the bench or I'll jump you right now."

Rachel's eyes darken and her voce raspy, "I have no complaints to that either." She blows a kiss at her girls and straightens her ear muffs.

"She's going to be the death of us," Santana mutters. Quinn nods pulling her back to the squad they still had the second half to get through.

Another week past after and the school was on a high, their team managed a second half close out of the opposing team and creamed them. The trio barely had time to spend together after their post celebrations. Quinn with her school projects and student counsel duties only got to see her girls at home before bed or in the classes they shared. The only thing that kept them reasonably sane was the fact that the brunettes had the play rehearsal, Glee and the cheerios.

It worried Rachel that their parents were watching like they wanted to say something but couldn't find the right words. It worried Santana that any down time Quinn had she spent talking to her lawyer. Although she tried to reassure her girls that nothing was wrong, Santana couldn't shake the feeling that another bomb was about to drop. So she was on the edge watching Mercedes and Finn for any twitch in her girls' direction. Of course the Glee boys noticed and watched them as well. They brought in the big guns and used Karofsky and Azimio as body guards whenever they couldn't be with the girls.

Rachel didn't seem to notice anything was amiss but Quinn did, every time she tried to question Santana or her friends she got the brush off. At first she was afraid that they found out about Finn's sneak attack but she dismissed that because he was still breathing. She knew her time was running short and she needed to confide in her girlfriends. She was just afraid that she'll hurt them for not doing so sooner. Glee ended and Quinn didn't pay attention to anything that was said. Rachel and noticed but they didn't question her. They had all weekend to approach her and get some answers.

Quinn was in the car staring out the window getting ready to turn it on when she sat back and left the keys dangling in the ignition.

"Quinn, baby are you okay," Santana touched her knee. "You've seemed out of it today."

Rachel scoots forward from the back placing her hand on Quinn's hair, "Whatever it is you can tell us, sweetie."

Quinn swallows, "Would you still love if I never leave here? Like if I'm stuck in Lima after graduation?"

Rachel strokes her hair, "What are you talking about? All three of us are leaving New York, LA anywhere we want to go. Together."

Quinn closes her eyes, "What if I can't? What if I lose all the money my father left me?"

"Q-T you're not making any sense," Santana's thumb strokes her skin. "How are you going to lose your inheritance you're your father's only child. Right?"

"My father's yes, but apparently not my mother's," Quinn whispers. "Apparently she got pregnant when she was fifteen and gave that child up for adoption. Now she's here suing my father's and mother's estate."

Santana's mouth drops open, "What? Seriously Judy Fabray? Christian, god fearing Judy Fabray? Had a daughter out of wedlock and she's here?"

Quinn nods wiping a tear that escaped, "Yes and she saying that unless I sign over everything then she's going to expose my…" she looks down to her crotch. "My you know. My lawyer is trying to come up with a more reasonable amount so I won't be totally broke but Frannie, that's her name, is being stubborn. She said that our mother found her three years ago and formed a relationship. During that time she was supposed to write her will leaving Frannie the sole beneficiary."

Santana clinches her jaw so tight you can hear her teeth grinding, "What does that have to do with your father's money? She's not his child, I know for a fact that they didn't meet until college. What gives her the right to demand his money?"

Quinn shakes her head, "Nothing at all other than the fact that she's like Mom disgusted with me and abnormalities. She's appalled over the fact that she has a freak for a sister."

Rachel mind was going on over drive, "This is clearly blackmail and extortion. Jesse's father needs to look into this immediately. The nerve of this bitch thinking that she can come here and threaten my girl." Rachel growls, "I'm gonna kill that bitch!"

Quinn swallows, "You don't seem to understand or overlooked the fact that she's going to out my…my…"

"Your dick, cock, penis yes I know," Santana growls. She looks over staring out the window, "I'm going to rip off her head. I haven't looked over it and I'm not saying that this secret shouldn't come out. It shouldn't until you're ready, if you ever want it too." Santana curls a hand into a tight fist, "It's our business, you me and Tiny back there are the only ones that should know unless you want them to. How long?"

Quinn swallows, "Um about three weeks ago…"

"Three weeks! And you didn't think to tell us?" Santana yells. "Why? You didn't think that we could handle this or help or…"

"Or you didn't think it was our business? That our opinion didn't matter?" Rachel says softly. "You said no more secrets but you tell us what you want and…"

"And forget that we care and love you no matter what," Santana blinks. "You have the nerve to ask us if we'll still love you if you're broke. And that hurts Q, we don't expect you to tell us everything just the important stuff. I don't care if we stay here in Lima for another year until we all get enough money to leave. Or ten. Or twenty, you and Rachel are it for me."

Rachel shrugs her shoulders, "I can study with my mother and do Community Theater. Hell I can teach Glee with Mom, until we save enough money."

Quinn rest her head against the steering wheel, "But I don't want to hold you back. I don't want you two to end up hating me if we never get out of here because of my money issues. You both are meant for great things and not being a Lima Loser."

Santana's voice was deathly calm, "If I ever hear you saying anything like that again I swear to god I'm going to kick your ass. I don't care if I end up waiting tables at breadsticks, you and Rachel are it for me. We belong together and we're going to get through this together."

Quinn shoulder starts shaking, "But…" her voice shaky and fearful, "but what if she does tell and everyone knows that I'm a freak and…"

Santana pulls her face up and kisses her deeply and so sweetly that it made Quinn cry a little more. "You are not a freak. You're beautiful and talent and smart."

"And loving, compassionate, and wonderful," Rachel crawls over the seat sitting awkwardly on Santana's lap. "I'm proud of you. Proud to be with you. No one would be crazy enough to say otherwise. Between Santana and I and the boys we'll protect you." She smiles wiping her eyes gently, "You're perfect. If I have to tell you every day then I will. If I have to prove it every day I happily will. New York, Lima under a bridge I don't care where I live as long as you and Santana are with me everything else is minor details."

Quinn whispers, "Okay…I'm sorry I just didn't know how to tell you and…I'm sorry if I hurt your feelings."

Santana beats down the rage bubbling in her even she was pissed and hurt this was Quinn and she needed her right now. She'll get her say later preferably on that bitch of a sister, "You did and that sucks you didn't trust enough or value our opinion enough," Santana shakes her head, "No, my turn. You do this all the time and I know that it's laughable coming from me but you need to open up and trust the fact that we're here to stay. That we don't give a damn about what the rest of the world thinks. We're in this together."

Quinn nods, "I'm sorry. I love you and I was just scared. I'm used to holding everything in and not letting anyone else see…me. I'm going to be better. I'm going to do better, I swear."

Rachel hugs her, "We will too but the next time you have a meeting with that bitch we're coming with. Plus we have to tell our parents and Jesse's Dad, okay?"

Quinn nods nuzzling her face in Rachel's neck, inhaling her sweet scent. She sighs knowing that there's one more thing to tell and she already knows that it's going to be worse. "There's one more thing…" She hides her face, "And the only reason I didn't say anything is because I didn't want you to get in trouble."

Santana circles both of her girls, "Who and why would we, babe?"

Quinn sighs, "Because it's about Finn and last week after I left practice early. He kind of cornered me and maybe tried to kiss me."

Santana kisses Rachel's head and leans forward to kiss Quinn's forehead. She smiles tapping Rachel's butt, "Off you go sweetie. Up up."

Rachel shakes her head, "I don't think so San. I know you well enough that you're going to go kill Finn."

Santana growls, "I'm going to rip off his tiny baby dick and feed it to him." She tries to push Rachel off of her, "Rae, please I'll be back before dinner, scouts honor. If I promise that no one will even find the body can I go kill your ex-boyfriend?"

Quinn sighs, "San…please don't." She pleads, "I don't want to visit you in jail. Can we just go home and cuddle?"

Santana shakes her head, "If I can't kill Finn than I want to know exactly what happened. The whole thing word for word."

Quinn lifts her head hesitantly, "Only if you promise not to hurt anyone, even our friends."

Santana smiles, "I knew that those idiots would get one of you hurt after their stupidity." She sighs, "Fine no killing our friends." But she didn't promise not to maim them.

Quinn swallows, "Good enough I guess. After I left and I showered and dressed to meet with Mr. Fitz about my first project. Finn was outside the locker room waiting, I don't know if it was just for me or you but he seemed…happy I guess. Especially when he saw that I was alone." Quinn pauses, "He grabbed my arm after I tried to get around him and backed me into the lockers. He said that it was all my fault, everything that his life turned to shit the minute he started dating me." she pauses again hearing Santana's growl, "Right anyway he went on and on about how I turned his friends against him. And that I ruined his life, now he has to stay at Schue's house because his Mom kicked him out. I tried to tell him that everything happened because he was a douche bag. Which probably wasn't the smartest thing to do, but I did it anyway.

"He uh pressed his body into mine and um forced my face up. I tried to push him off but he's so much stronger and bigger than me I couldn't make him move. But before he can do anything else one of the basketball players pushed him away from me."

Rachel was quiet up until this point, "Are you sure that he didn't hurt you?"

Quinn shakes her head, "He left bruises on my chin when he forced my face up but I covered that up with makeup."

Rachel smiles "Go to the back."

Quinn lifts her head up, "What?"

Rachel cups her cheek, "Go sit in the back, you're in no condition to drive and neither is Santana. So I'm driving us home, okay?" She kisses her cheek, "Please humor me, baby."

Quinn swallows but crawls into the back seat not trusting the calmness in Rachel's voice or her relaxed body language. She knows that both of her girlfriends are temperamental and this doesn't seem like a good thing to her. Rachel smiles again sliding over to the driver seat, "Seat belts, my loves. Safety first."

Santana looks back at Quinn just as confused, "Sure pequeña, if you say so."

Rachel's smile was getting a little creepy and Quinn was getting a little worried. Santana looks around, "Um sweetie this isn't the way to our house."

Rachel shrugs, "I need to make a stop before we go home and make plans. This Frannie girl, we need a plan to make her back off of Quinn and a way to make Finn suffer."

"But you have one stop before we do," Santana asks slowly. "Where too?"

"You'll see," Rachel sing songs.

The girls gave up asking her anymore questions until they pulled up to a familiar house. A home they all been on many occasions. Rachel grabs her phone and shots out a quick text. She sets it aside and waits. Puck, Sam and Mike all rush out of Puck's house wearing frantic looks.

Rachel opens the door, "Stay."

Santana frowns as Rachel closes the door and walks to their friends, "Did she just order us like a pair of dogs."

Quinn clears her throat, "I'm in enough trouble so…but yeah I think she did."

Santana frowns, "What the fuck?"

Rachel was standing in the middle of the yard talking to the boys. They all hung their head while Rachel was obviously berating them. Santana and Quinn gasps when Rachel kneed all of them in succession before turning back to the car. She was humming putting her seat belt back on.

"Okay one more stop," Rachel smiles slightly manically.

"This stop wouldn't happen to be Jesse's would it? Because being that his Daddy is the ADA, it would be bad if you attack him at home. Just saying," Santana smirks.

Rachel glances at her, "True true, but tomorrow at Puck's Halloween party I'm having a talk with him. I do believe that you warned them what would happen if any of your girls got hurt because of their stunt. Correct?"

"Yep, I did," Santana laughs.

"Good now they will have to think before they act," Rachel smiles. She looks in the rear view, "You're not off the hook young lady. Keeping secrets and all that."

Quinn groans letting her head fall back, "I know Rae. I know."

"Good," Rachel smirks.

Quinn was laying in bed her hands above her bed gripping the headboard, naked. Her girls were naked kneeling next her, kissing each other but not touching her. Quinn whimpers, needing to touch them in anyway. But that was part of her punishment, watching but no touching and it was killing her. Santana was killing her. Rachel was, god she looked so good right now. Santana looks down straight in her eyes as she kissed and nibbled Rachel's neck. She could see the desperation in Quinn's face and it made her smirk. She moves down, kissing and licking her way to Rachel's breast. Quinn's hips jerk, when Santana winks at her engulfing Rachel's hard nipple. Using a hand she massages the other one. She uses her free hand to tease Rachel's slick folds, groaning a moan from both girls. Quinn was panting and her knuckles whiten because of how tightly she was holding on to the headboard. She wanted to jump up and take both of her girls, but she promised that she wouldn't touch. No matter how much its killing her.

Santana lets go of Rachel's nipple with a wet pop, "What's wrong baby? Does watching me play with our girl turn you on? Does mini Q need some attention?"

Quinn nods her head so fast she almost gave herself whiplash, "Please…"

Santana winks, "Too bad you need to learn not to keep secrets from your girlfriends."

Quinn groans, "Your evil."

Santana snickers leaning down to take a swipe of Rachel's wet folds, "Oh yeah, well my middle name is Diabla."

Rachel looks down her eyes bleary, "Santana, please…"

Santana winks moving Rachel until she was straddling Quinn's stomach. Quinn groans at the hot wet trail Rachel was leaving on her. "Fuck…"

"Not yet," Santana swings her legs moving behind Rachel. Making sure to brush up against Quinn's stiff member. "Just watch."

Quinn licks her lips when Santana cups Rachel's breast squeezing them gently. Teasing her nipples until they were stiff and hard as her. Rachel groans rubbing her pussy on Quinn's firm stomach, needing some relief. This was supposed to be teaching Quinn a lesson but it was driving her crazy too. Santana laughs biting down on her shoulder. Rachel hisses at the sharp sting. Santana licks and kisses the offended flesh. She slipped her hand lower, enjoying how her stomach muscles jumped and twitched at her touch. Until she reached her desired destination.

Rachel whimpers, "Fuck…" She throws a hand back gripping Santana's silky dark hair, "Please…"

Santana lifts her up a little so she can enter her slowly with two fingers, "So wet baby, is this for me? Hmm is this mine? Quinn's?"

Rachel nods, "All for you and Quinn…"

Santana sighs, "You feel so good. So wet and warm. I love being inside of you. I know Quinn loves this feeling, you squeezing my fingers so tight. Trapping me not letting me go." She looks down at Quinn's wild eyes, "Doesn't she feel good Quinn? Choking your cock? Twitching and jumping every time you move?"

Quinn nods, "So good, San. I want to stay inside of you and Rachel forever."

Santana smiles thrusting slowly, drawing it out, torturing both of her girls. Rachel lifting and coming down in time with Santana. Both girls working her to the point where she couldn't think anymore. The only thing she could focus on was Quinn. The way her lips parted and the way she licked her lips watching Santana's hand. Needing to touch one, both of her girls. Santana pulls her head back so she could kiss her.

"Hmmm…" Her moans getting louder and louder.

Santana was grateful that her parents were at work again or they'd all be embarrassed at the sounds that Rachel was making right now. She snaked her tongue in Rachel's mouth. Dancing and moving with her thrusts. She swallowed Rachel's moans and started keeping up the pace until she was panting in her mouth. Santana rips her mouth away struggling to breath, "That's it baby cum for me."

Rachel moan snaps her hips up and down, the pressure building. She knows that her orgasm was almost there. She felt everything. The way Santana's fingers scissored and curled inside of her. The way Quinn's cock rubbed against her backside. The way Santana brought her other hand down and pinched her clit. The way her insides twitched and clamp down on Santana's fingers.

"Oh fuck Santana," she moans.

Santana groans thrusting hard, her arm burning, "That's it baby let go I got you."

Rachel tightens her grip, pulling Santana's hair as her back arched and she screams out Santana's name tipping over. Quinn lets go of the headboard and holds Rachel's arms, to keep her from falling over. She was so hard that it hurt. Rachel whimpers falling forward breathing hard into Quinn's neck. She moans when Santana takes her fingers out. Making sure that she had Quinn's attention she licked her fingers clean. Santana winks leans forward gripping Rachel's waist kissing up her spine. Rachel giggles feeling ticklish, like she always does after coming hard.

"Are you awake baby?"

Rachel grunts, her heart and breathing calming down, "Maybe…but I have no toes."

Santana giggles ghosting her sides earning a small squeal, "I see them baby, so your pretty little toes are safe."

Rachel mumbles, "Good…"

Quinn rubs her sweaty back and kisses her head, "I love you."

Rachel smiles, "I love you too and I love you San."

Santana smiles, "Do you think that you can finish the other part of our plan? Or do you need a nap?"

Rachel sits bringing Santana up with her, "I'm good I just needed to catch my breath."

Santana smiles hugging her from behind, "You're a bad girl Q, I thought I said no touching."

Quinn smiles bringing her hands back above her head, "It was that or let our girl fall over."

Santana tilts her head, "I guess that's true so I guess we'll have to let that one go." She winks teasing, "What do you think Rae? Has Quinn learned her lesson yet?"

Rachel grins wickedly, "I don't know. I think that she has but we have to make sure." She smirks at Quinn, "Are you ready baby?" She nods slowly, "Don't worry this is going to be something that we all will like."

Quinn swallows, "I trust you."

Santana grins letting her arms drop, "Good girl now you're learning. Trust your girlfriends because they're always right, especially Santana."

Rachel laughs scooting up, hovering around Quinn's face, "You ready baby?"

Quinn nods licking her lips, "Oh yeah…"

Rachel turns around to face Santana, leaning back a little to hold on to the top of the headboard. She looks Santana in the eye as she lowers herself down slowly. Quinn mouth was open already as she saw Rachel lower her swollen pussy over her face. Groaning she flicks her tongue as the taste of Rachel hit her tongue.

Rachel sighs, "Hmmm Quinn…"

Santana leans forward kissing her swallowing her moans again. She takes Quinn's hard member in her hands and sits down slowly. She whimpers in Rachel's mouth as Quinn stretches her out. Quinn moans on Rachel making the girl whimper when the vibrations move up her spine. Santana lifts up until Quinn was almost out of her completely and sinks down slowly. She was wet from Rachel that Quinn filled her easily. Quinn bent her legs and dug her feet into the mattress, thrusting up with Santana. She worked her hips and tongue together, filling up her girls.

Santana leaned back holding on Quinn's knees for leverage, "Ohhh…fu…Quinn…"

Rachel leaned back the muscles in her legs tightening as she struggled to hold herself up so she didn't smother Quinn's face. "Ohh…uhn…"

Quinn was whimpering into Rachel mumbling about how good she tastes. Mumbling how good Santana feels around her. The girls moved together in time. The brunettes over the blonde, screaming her name as they crashed over the edge. Quinn growls moving her hands grabbing Rachel's thigh keeping her there and the other grabs Santana's waist holding her in place as she moves faster and harder.

"Oh fuck…" Santana whimpers as she and Rachel try to hold themselves up under Quinn's assault. "Quinn I can't…"

Quinn growls thrusting up harder, jarring her teeth, "Ohh god..."

Rachel wasn't doing any better; she was already sensitive from the two monster orgasm her girls gave. And it looked like Quinn was trying to push her into a third. It might kill but what a way to go. "Qui…baby…oh fuck right there…"

Quinn ripped her mouth away and bent her forward, Rachel whimpered at the loss. She angled her hand and mouth until she sucked in Rachel's hard clit and thrusted two fingers inside of her.

"Oh, oh god, Quinn," Rachel groans laying her head on Santana's shoulders feeling every thrust that Quinn was giving her as well as her own. She can feel the pressure building back up again, "Ohhh fu…"

Her back arch deeply, her nipples rubbed against Santana's and her vision blackened. She came to laying on her side on the bed next her girls. Her legs her stiff and she tries to straighten them out. Groaning she turns to put her head on the right end of the bed. Looking over she sees Santana's dark hair spread over Quinn's face as they kiss deeply. And her hips working overtime. Quinn's hands gripping her waist so tight it was probably going to leave a mark later. Quinn was grunting and groaning moving faster lifting them both up off the bed. Until she stops and then jerks her hips up slamming into Santana making them both scream into each other's mouth.

Santana groaned falling to the side of bed, "Ohfuckme…" she mumbled curling into Quinn's side.

Rachel giggles, being the big spoon for a change, "I think she just did, love."

Santana grunted throwing an arm over Quinn's stomach, "Shut up Rae…"

Rachel laughed, "Make me."

"I will," she pauses, "When I get feeling back in my legs."

Quinn smiled, "Love you."

Santana grins "Go to sleep baby. Love you too."

"'Kay…"

"I love you too, Rae."

"I love you too Quinn, Santana. Now go to sleep and when we wake up we can order dinner," Rachel tells her stroking Santana's stomach.

"'Kay…" Quinn mumbles drifting off.

The next night the girls got ready for Puck's Halloween party. Although Rachel had a feeling the boys weren't going to be too happy to see her after she kneed the three boys. But she honestly didn't care, their actions put Quinn in danger and that wasn't cool with Rachel. As nonviolent as Rachel tries to be, she couldn't help but retaliate against them. And want to hurt Finn as badly as he tried to do to her girl.

They haven't completely forgiven Quinn keeping such a big secret but they love her and understand why she was so scared. First her Mom drilled it in her that she was an unlovable freak. Then to have a sister that she never knew about use that to her advantage. That didn't sit well with either girl. They knew something had been bothering Quinn for a while but they couldn't get her to them what it was. But now that they know they can help any way Quinn needs them to. But she plans on talking to them later at the party. They better have a decent excuse or else she'll let Snix loose on them.

Since Puck decided that the theme should be zombies this year the girls were at a loss what to do. Rachel thought that they should dress up as Broadway icons but sadly her girls said no. The girls thought they should go as zombie cheerleaders but they vetoed that thinking that half the squad would be doing the same. They came up with going with Rachel's idea but instead of Broadway they went with the movies. So much more to choose from. It was actually Quinn who suggested that they go as Charlie's Angels zombies. So they figured why not, Quinn would be a great Charlie's Angel. Santana too. Looking sexy in their tight pants and fake guns. Rachel squealed and bounced on their bed in excitement.

She had so much with her girls applying the make that she ran down stairs to show her Mom. But Shelby was in a corner of the room laughing into the phone. Rachel had her suspicions on who her mother was seeing on the sly but what she doesn't understand is why she doesn't just tell her. She knew that Mami and Papi knew but they weren't saying and it wasn't fair. She wanted to know, it was driving her crazy…ier.

"Hey Mom! Whose on the phone?" Rachel smirks when Shelby turns around blushing. "Hello to whoever my Mom is having a secret affair with!"

Shelby fumbled with the phone, "I'll call you later bye!" She hung up the phone glaring at her daughter, "That's not funny Rach! Stop laughing," she sighs. "Fine you know what laugh it because next time you're having quiet time with your girls I'm so interrupting." Rachel sobered up fast, "What? You honestly think that we, your parents, who used to be teenagers once upon a time don't know what's going on."

Lupe walks in handing Shelby a drink, "Besides mija you're not that quiet."

Rachel covers her eyes embarrassed, "Oh my god! I'm, I'm uh leaving love you behave!"

She ran out the door just as the other two Zombie Angels were walking down the stairs. Santana looks after her confused, "What happened?"

Lupe shrugs her shoulders innocently, "I don't know mija, we were just talking and the next thing I know she's running out the door."

Quinn looks at Shelby who was wearing the same expression Rachel does when she's being naughty, "Okay, I'm not sure if I believe you but I don't think I really want to know. Anyway how do we look?" She twirls around, "Zombified or what?"

Shelby taps her lips with her manicured nail, "You three look scary but good. I think you all look great."

Santana smirks, "We always look great and hot Mom."

Lupe laughs, "Sure baby you do now go have fun. Tell Rachel I said she looked nice since I didn't get the chance when she just ran out of her for no reason."

Santana frowns, "Yeah right, but I don't want to know and we have to be go. You two be good and no wild parties kids or you're both grounded," Santana mocks scolds.

Lupe rolls her eyes, "Shut up and go play with your friends before I ground you."

Santana smirks, kissing her moms' on the cheek before skipping to the car. Yes Santana Fucking López skipped. Shut up, she's still buzzing from the night before and that high isn't going to stop any time soon. Quinn stared at her, her mouth opened slightly, "Did she…is she skipping?"

Lupe snorts, "Yes and I don't want to know what you did to my daughter."

Quinn holds up her hands backing away innocently, "I had nothing to do with it Mami. I'm completely innocent in this one. I think," Quinn pauses. "Anyway love you guys have fun." She smiles kissing their cheeks, "Night."

Quinn walks to the door stopping abruptly before turning around again, "Are you guys busy tomorrow? Because I need to speak to you about something, Papi too if he's not at work. I already talk to my girls but they think that you should know too."

Lupe was about to tell her that they know but Shelby shakes her head, "Tomorrows good if you three are up to it."

Quinn smiles, "Okay, night."

When they got to the party it was already in full swing. Puck saw them coming and ran to the other room cupping his still aching balls. Sam and Mike hid behind their dates smiling hesitantly in their direction. The only one not to show up yet Jesse, the cowardly bastard was currently at home hiding under his bed. Well in his room, with Blaine teasing him about being scared of girl that he outweighs and probably stronger than. But then again she has two protective girlfriends that will probably hold him down. So there's no upside to this little mess he was in.

He heard all about the confrontation Quinn had with Finn and it pissed him off because it was their fault most likely. If they hadn't gone after Finn he might not have gone after Quinn. But then again he was unhinged and he might've gone after either one of them at any time. But he had to man up and go, it didn't mean that he was looking forward to the rimming he was about to receive though.

Everyone was having a good time by the time the boys got the house. Sam kept Brittany between him and the girls on the dance floor. He covered his privates every time Rachel or Santana glanced his way. It was amusing to Brittany but she did kind of feel sorry for him. Sort of. Not that much though they kind of deserve it for going all vigilante on the idiot. She and Tina were in agreement in making their boys suffer for a while.

"So you finally decided to show up Jesse."

Jesse spins around seeing Rachel leaning on the door, "Here I was beginning to think that you were avoiding me. You haven't answered my call or returned my texts." She pouts playfully, "I'm beginning to feel neglected by my best friend."

Jesse swallows he could've sworn he just saw Rachel dancing with Quinn. She's like a freaking midget ninja, "Oh h-h-hey Rach, what's up? You look good Charlie's Zombies funny. I like it…"

Rachel smirks, "Thank you Jesse. I see that you neglected to wear a costume but Blaine you look nice. You dressed up unlike your boring boyfriend."

Blaine grins, "Jesse is a kill joy but he's cute so I'll keep him. I guess unless I get a better offer."

Rachel smiles, "You're in trouble as well Blaine don't think that you're not going to get a piece of mind later but as for now I need a moment with Jesse." He opens his mouth to defend himself but Rachel stops him with just a look. She needs to stop hanging around her girlfriends because she getting scary. Rachel turns to Blaine, "I'd leave if I were you Blaine, now."

Blaine looked at his boyfriend, who just nodded resigned to his fate, "It's okay babe."

Blaine shuffles away, looking over his shoulder as he went. Jesse swallows turning back to Rachel and takes a deep breath, "Look Rae I know that you're mad but…"

"Oh I'm not mad, I'm fine," Rachel smiles. "As a matter of fact I'm happy."

Jesse eyes her skeptically, "Are you serious?"

Rachel rolls her eyes, "Of course I'm not happy you idiot! You and your moron friends had to go have a pissing contest with Finn. Knowing full well that he was and is freaking crazy! And did he go after you in retaliation? No he went after Quinn when she was alone. So no, Jesse I'm far from happy."

Jesse runs a nervous hand through his hair, "What can I do to make it up to you? I'll do anything, Rach."

Rachel stands up straighter, "Just stay away from us right now. I can't believe you and the rest of our friends. I get that you all were trying to help. I understand the fact that he might've gone after one of us anyway but that doesn't mean jack right now." Rachel holds up her hand backing away, "Just be glad that it's me confronting you and not my other half, third whatever, because Santana plans to make you all suffer. And trust me when I say it'll be a lot worse for you when she gets ahold of you."

"Rachel come on you know that I would never purposely put you or any of the girls in danger," Jesse tries to reason with her.

"It wasn't matter what you intended," Rachel pushes past him. "The only thing that matters is Quinn could've seriously gotten hurt."

"Rach? Rae? Rachel! Come on, please," Jesse begs trailing after her. She turns around and punches him in the stomach as hard as she could, "Omff…fuck Rachel…"

She smiles rubbing her hand, "Now I feel better."

She turns around and skips back to her girls leaving Jesse leaning against the wall. Blaine pops up rubbing his back, "It could've been worse sweetie. She did knee the other guys in the balls."

Jesse winches, "I almost wish she did because this is her disappointed in me. It would hurt a lot less if she just kneed me."

Blaine kisses his cheek, "She'll forgive you, all of you. She not the type of person to hold a grudge for too long."

"Maybe but this is about her girls," Jesse sighs watching his friend. "I've see her in love before and they're more important than anything she's ever had. Broadway dreams. Awards, they don't mean nearly as much as those girls and I, we endangered that. So I don't think she's going to be in a very forgiving mood for a while."

Blaine nods, "I still say that Finn would've attack one of them anyway. It doesn't matter that we confronted him."

Jesse rubs his sore stomach, "Still doesn't matter but enough about that there's nothing that I can do today. I just need to give some space and time to forgive. But now I want a drink and a dance with my boyfriend."

Blaine grins, "That sounds like a decent plan I'll even hide you when Santana comes to find you."

Jesse glares at him, "You're not help, sir." Blaine shrugs, "It's a good thing that you're cute and I love you or I'd run away and hide until the smoke clears."

The rest of the night was fairly quiet, the Gleeks and the rest of the party goers seemed to be having a good time. Sam and Brittany were on the dance floor avoiding the trio. Well Sam was Brittany was humoring her sort of boyfriend. Tina and Mike were on the floor next to them having fun. Mike and Sam thought there would be safety in numbers but they remembered how Rachel lined them up and still hit them were it really hurts and decided that they just had to grin and bear it. Artie was only one not having fun he spent most of his time in the corner of the room glaring at his ex and her date. He still hasn't given up the hope that the leggy cheerio would come back to him. Seeing that Santana scared the crap out him he kept his distance as promised.

Lauren was the only one of the group that didn't dress as a zombie. She went around the party shooting everyone with her Nerf gun. Puck pouted when she shot him leaving a dart dangling from his forehead. Sugar was the one that managed to make him stop acting like a child and played drinking games with him.

Kurt and Dave came in late wearing costumes, like the rest of the football players, similar to their Thriller number. And Jewfro was duct taped to a chair for trying to get a picture of a cheerio. Under her skirt. Her boyfriend wasn't too happy about that but considering what he would've done last year or even in the beginning of the year that was pretty mild.

Quinn danced and laughed with Rachel and Santana making out in the middle of the dance floor ignoring the cat calls they were getting. Until one of the cheerios pulled Quinn into a game of beer pong. She played with the guys until she couldn't handle another drink. So she stumbled into Santana's mumbling something about a bed. Santana was the only sober one of the trio so she hustled her girls into the car to sleep it off all of Sunday.

Monday after they club spent Sunday moaning over their hangover they had an equally miserable school day. The trio kept falling asleep during class and almost got detention a few times. They somehow managed to make it through the rest of the day without pissing off anymore of the teachers. So when the final bell rang they shuffled halfheartedly into the room. They sat down heavily leaning on each other except for Rachel. She crawled on their laps dozing off until the meeting started. The Gleeks boys wandered in smiling shyly at the trio. Quinn was the only one who acknowledge them. She knew that it wasn't their faults, well not completely. And she knew that her girls needed time to calm down. Quinn figured that they weren't upset over the way they confronted Finn but more like they felt helpless. Helpless in the situation that Quinn found herself in over the sister she never knew and greed. Helpless over the fact they weren't there when Finn cornered her. She didn't blame her friends but she still wanted to give her girls time to calm down before she talked to them about it. Plus Rachel and Santana going all white knight and protecting her honor was all kinds of hot.

Shelby smirks, walking in and seeing her looking at sad looking group. She slammed her purse and papers down hard, giggling over the groans of pain. She speaks loudly, "Good afternoon guys. I see that you all had a good time this weekend."

Rachel groans, "Mom do you have to be so loud?"

Laughing Shelby, "Sorry Rachel I didn't think anyone could hear me over all the groans of pain. I'll try to speak softer."

Rachel nods, "Thank you."

Shelby clears her throat, "Okay I have my picks for the solos at regionals Blaine for the solo, Tina and Mike for the duet and leading the group number…"

"That's not fair," Artie shouts. "You're picking for daughters friends and that's not fair!"

Shelby placed the paper done on the piano, "Artie if you would let me finish before you started judging me than maybe you would've learned that I was going to feature you, Kurt and Brittany in the group number with Sugar and Lauren backing you up. As you can see I'm not Schue I don't play favorites."

Artie looks down at his lap embarrassed, "Oh I um was mad about the fact that I was passed up for the solo at regionals. Or so I thought."

Shelby smiles, "Since you can't seem to control your temper than its only going to be Brittany and Kurt. I can't a student questioning me and making a scene every time they don't get their way."

"But Ms. C," Artie tries to defend himself, "That part was mine!"

Shelby shrugs her shoulders, "And now it's not, I've let you get away with a lot of things but don't mistake me for a push over Mr. Abrams."

"What if I go to Principal Figgins," Artie swallows. "I know all you and Mr. Martinez. The ultimatum Figgins gave you." His voice shook as Shelby stalk toward hi, fury written all over her face, "And I can report you…"

Shelby stopped in front of him, "So I can be clear about this Mr. Abrams, you are attempting to blackmail me for a solo? In front of the entire club?"

Artie swallows but holds his ground. It was a good thing that Rachel was on her girls lap and being held down otherwise she would've launched herself at Artie and strangled the boy. But it was Brittany, that put an end to Artie's weak blackmail attempt.

"Artie I would shut up if I were you," Brittany says calmly. "Because if you even think about going to Figgins because you're a petty sad little boy." She smiles brightly, "I'm going to the cops."

Artie starts choking, "C-c-cops…"

"Yep because you remember that little video you made of me and other cheerios without permission? Yeah I'm pretty sure that its illegal." She turns to Jesse tilting her head with a vacate expression, "Right? Or am I mistaken, Jesse?"

Jesse smirks, "Nope you're right."

She claps her hands and spins to stare at her ex, "See so your choice, be petty and you'll go to jail. Or just shut the hell up and listen to Ms. C?"

Artie cleared his throat looking down at his hands, "I'm sorry Ms. C, I don't know what I was thinking I apologize."

Brittany winked at Shelby and leaned against, Sam looking proud of herself. Rachel relaxes into her girls mouthing 'Thank you' and Brittany nodded. She was glad that she decided to forgive Brittany and got to know her better. Maybe they can be friends after all and as a bonus she's not worried that Santana is going to leave them anymore.

Shelby walks back to the piano gathering her papers, "As I was saying before I was so rudely interrupted. Given the fact that Regionals is, I still want to get the set list down. I don't want have to rush like I'm sure you're used to. But with the play and all those other senior activities I think its best that we start sooner rather than later."

A tearful Holly walks in immediately throwing her arms around Shelby crying. Shelby jumps circling her arms around the crying blonde, "Hey…what's wrong?"

Holly sniffs mumbling in her shoulder, "I'm suspended until further noticed for conduct unbecoming."

"What!?"

"Someone reported me and said I was hitting on a student. Now the board and the police will be called. He said I might go to jail," Holly whales.

"Who…"

A smug Mercedes walks in followed by Mr. Schue, "That would be me." she smirks at Holly's direction, "I didn't feel comfortable in her class anymore."

Santana shifts Rachel's weight putting her on Quinn's lap, "Do you have any idea what you did? You petty spiteful bitch! You could possible send her to jail for no reason but you definitely ruined her career. Why? She has nothing to do with this, us."

Mercedes smiles serenely, "Actually, Santana I'm a bit of a crime story fan, so I did a little detective work and found out that Ms. C is shacking up with Ms. Holiday. Call me crazy but I'm not comfortable learning in that kind of environment."

Schue smirks, "I talked to Mercedes Mom and she agrees that McKinney isn't the right school for Mercedes anymore. Not Christian enough. So she'll be joining me at Carmel High."

Mercedes laughs, "So I guess I'll be seeing you at regional losers."

Schue grins, "In case you morons didn't understand I'm directing Vocal Adrenaline. If all goes well it'll be a permit spot but with my two stars with me I know I'll win."

Shelby speaks up for the first time, "Finn's going with you? Good I'm glad that bastards gone."

Schue shrugs, "It's not my fault you didn't utilize the talent that you had but I'm going to capitalize on it. Good luck in Regionals because you're going to need it."

"Oh trust me Schue I recognize and I'm using the talent I have in my club. So get the hell out of room," she kisses her girlfriend on the head as she watches them leave. Shelby promises to do it fuming inside vowing to get even with those bastards.

Holly still crying in her girlfriends arms, "I'm sorry guys unless someone takes over for me, the play's going to be cancelled."

Rachel stands up moving to hug her Mom and her girlfriend, "We'll figure it out Mom, I swear."

Shelby sighs, "Meetings over guys we'll figure everything out later but right now I just want to take my girlfriend home." She grabs her things and walks her girlfriend out the door.
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