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Falling Into History	By : cris2747 Category: G through L > Glee Views: 14513 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 1
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Chapter List
- 5
- 6
- 7
Disclaimer: As always glee isn't mine if it was I would have dropped Finn off a roller coaster during Senior Skip Day. All the warnings stay the same. Okay on with the show.
Chapter Six: Fight Club?
The rest of the week was quiet for the most for the trio. Finn and Brittany were pouting in their corners for the time being. After Finn tried to rally the football players a brutal practice made him rethink he's approach with them. They never liked him so Karofsky gave them the reason they needed to put the repulsive boy in his place. Brittany after a more few attempts to get Santana alone faced a scary Quinn. This was something that she never seen directed at her so it was enough to make her back down for the time being.
The weekend had a surprised visit from the older Lopez children. They wanted to help Quinn pack her house and show support. Carmen looks exactly like Santana and her mother although she was slightly taller fuller figure with shorter hair. Izzy resembles her father more but was short like Lupe and has lighter hair and eyes like her father. The twins looks so such like their father except Rubén had a goatee and a military style haircut. Miguel is slightly taller and the oldest by 5 minutes. He had longer hair and was clean shaven.
He also tried to flirt with Rachel but that came to a stop when Santana sent him a murderous glare and Quinn growled softly at him. He might be bigger and stronger but those girls are scary. He knows better than to mess with them and what belongs to them. Their parents chuckled at the boy that should teach him to mess with other peoples girls'.
The packing went smoothly for the girls and Lopez family. They helped Quinn pack up her house when Puck, Mike, Sam and Tina came early Saturday morning. Puck tried flirting with the older girls but they just laughed in his face. They've known him for years but he never seems to learn. Miguel and Rubén took him to a corner and told him if ever tries anything on their sisters again they'll make sure he sings soprano. So suffice to say he stop flirting with the girls at least for the weekend.
Lauren and Blaine came along later in the day. The kids told Santana's parents how stupid Mr. Schue was being. They also wondered out loud how the new teacher that looked so much like Rachel. She argued that the teacher strongly resembles her idol. They were still getting to know each other and they didn't want the school knowing they were related yet.
Quinn was taking most of her father's things to the goodwill. She separated the things she wanted to take with her when she left for college and plans to put the important stuff in storage. Hopefully she'll be in New York with her girls. They already started looking into schools. Quinn feels strongly about Columbia while Santana is digging NYU and of course Rachel and Blaine want to go to Juilliard. Mike and Tina are looking into Juilliard as well. Puck is still unsure of what he wants to do, if he even going to graduate. Lauren is talking a wrestling scholarship to UCLA while Sam wants to attend his father's alma mater Michigan State.
While the kids talk idly a distracted Quinn runs her fingers along the baby grand that belonged to her grandparents. She played with the keys softly and starts play one of her father's favorite songs.
I know it's late, I know you're weary

I know your plans don't include me

Still here we are, both of us lonely

Longing for shelter from all that we see

Why should we worry, no one will care girl

Look at the stars so far away
Everyone stops and listens to Quinn's haunting voice. Rachel and Santana look at each other tears forming in their big brown eyes.
We've got tonight, who needs tomorrow?

We've got tonight babe

Why don' you stay?

Deep in my soul, I've been so lonely
The parents hug each other wishing they could take away their surrogate daughters pain.
All of my hopes, fading away

I've longed for love, like everyone else does

I know I'll keep searching, even after today
The Gleeks gather around the piano silently giving their support to the former blonde.
So there it is girl, I've said it all now

And here we are babe, what do you say?

We've got tonight, who needs tomorrow?

We've got tonight babe why don't you stay?

I know it's late, I know you're weary
Rachel and Santana sit next to Quinn offering her their warmth and love.
I know your plans don't include me

Still here we are, both of us lonely

Both of us lonely

We've got tonight, who needs tomorrow?

Let's make it last, let's find a way

Turn out the light, come take my hand now

We've got tonight babe

Why don't you stay? Why don't you stay?
As the music dies the room stays quiet Rachel is the first to break the silence, "That was beautiful Quinn."
She smiles, "Thank you."
"I forget how talented you are," Tina says.
"I wish Mr. Schue would see that," Rachel replies.
"I think we all do. It would be so much better at sectionals if the set list was rearranged," Santana tells her absent mind stroking Quinn's hand.
"I tried to tell him my idea of Quinn and Santana doing the duet. Or even you and Mike but he was rather rude about it," Rachel pouts.
"Rude? He was being an assh.."
"Santana," Lupe interrupts.
Santana crosses her arms and pouts, "Lo siento Mami." and she blushes.
"We'll have reinforcements when Jesse comes back," Rachel smirks at Santana.
"No offense to you, Sammy but your girlfriend kinda sucks right now," Santana tells him.
Sam shrugs, "I agree. I'm disappointed in her right now."
"Is it really that bad," ask Hector.
"Oh my god Papi don't get me started. Finn is just a…"
Tina quickly interrupts, "Uhh the boy can't dance to save his life Mr. Lopez."
Blaine adds, "Not even the simplest steps, sir."
"Yeah he sucks Mr. L and that's coming from me. I thought I was the worst dancer in the group," Lauren quips. Everyone laughs and nods in agreement. This time last year they would have been too scared to voice their opinions of the wrestler but now she's a friend.
The rest of the day past in laughter making it easier for Quinn to pack away the life she shared with her father. Sometime during the late afternoon a tentative Sugar walks in to help. The poor girl is having such a hard time in glee as well. Mercedes and Kurt have taken to double teaming the girl since Rachel is off limits to them. The misfits among the Gleeks started to form a strong bond. All that was missing was Jesse in their little group. Rachel was nervous about him as much as loves the boy his tack is worse than hers.
The rest of the weekend went by smoothly as they finished packing up the house. The Lopez's surprised Quinn by bring home the piano. They knew how much it means to the girl and they didn't want to see her have to sell it. Quinn had an appointment with a realtor later on in the week about putting the house on the market.
Shelby came by Sunday to spend more time with Rachel and the rest of the group. The HBICs made the other Gleeks swear not to say anything to anyone about Shelby being Rachel's mother. She was still upset that Hiram and Leroy left her alone so often but she was glad she had friends to stay with.
Sunday night Santana (after the girls helped pack up the things Brittany left behind) she and girls went to the dancer's house. Santana sigh in relief when Mrs. Pierce told her that Brittany was out. The woman was rude to the girls. She didn't know the whole story but she knows that the Latina broke her daughter's heart.
"I never trusted you and I'm glad that Britt's away from you and with that sweet Artie. He respects my daughter unlike you," she sneers. Santana was too startled to reply.
Quinn cut in politely, "Thank you Mrs. Pierce for your hospitality. I see were Brittany has learned all her manners from."
"Such," Rachel cut in, "A fine job you've done raising a girl as special as Brittany."
Quinn adds, "Our sports teams loves her 'cheerleading' abilities." Quinn smiles politely tearing the woman apart without her knowing what the hell happened. Quinn smiles coldly, "Thank you so much for your time," and ushered her girls out the door. Back in the car Santana laughed almost hysterically thanking her girls because Santana was almost ready to go Lima Heights on her ass.

Monday morning rolled around and found the girls waiting out front for Jesse to arrive. Rachel bounced excited she couldn't wait to see her friend. The two HBICs pouted at the girl's excitement feeling slightly jealous. Finally Jesse's shiny royal blue mustang roared into the parking lot. Rachel squeals and jumps on him as soon as he opens the door. The boy laughs and twirls his friend around.
"I missed you," Rachel tells him happily.
"I missed you to diva," as he sets her down. "Why are your girls staring like the want to rip me apart," he stage whispers.
Rachel glances back smiling, "They're just a little over protective of me."
Jesse looks at the two spectating on the sudden change of their relationship. "Are you sure you can trust them, love," he asks in a low voice.
Rachel tucks in that stubborn strand of hair, "I've been asking myself that question as well but Jesse after everything they've done in a week of friendship. It's more than Finn has ever done in the whole time we dated."
He chews his lip thoughtfully, "I just don't want you to get hurt diva."
Rachel hugs him, "I know but I don't think I will."
The girls were sporting identical disgruntled faces at the hug. Rachel pulls back come on leading him to where the girls were standing. Quinn polite as always greets him while Santana grunts hello. The girls listen with bored expressions while Jesse tells Rachel all about his acting camp. Where he learned so much blah de blah thinks Santana.
They walk into homeroom with the two pouting HBICs trailing behind. They're seriously wishing the boy go back to where ever the damn camp was and stay there. Still pouting the girls watch as the room fills Jesse stops talking when he sees Blaine enter the room. The girls snicker at the awe in his face.
Blaine spies the girls and goes to sit behind them. "How was the rest of your weekend ladies and boy I've never seen before," he smiles brightly. Rachel giggles and introduces the pair she smirks she knew the boys would hit it off. She looks at the girls and winks smirking when their pouts disappear. When Jesse moves to the chair next to Blaine she giggles and bumps shoulders with Quinn who smiles innocently like the pair haven't spent the last 10 minutes pouting.
The three chat idly when Brittany rushes into the room stops in front of Santana and slaps her hard. A shocked silence fills the room. The crying blonde hisses, "How could you Sanny?" Rachel grabs Quinn before she could lunge at the girl.
"How could I what B?" rubbing her sore cheek.
"You just dropped off the things I bought you and left them with my mom," Brittany whines.
Santana sighs, "I told you we were done B."
The crying girl shakes her head, "No I don't believe that."
Mercedes groans, "Just make up already. You two are as bad as Finchel. You that know you're just going to make up in a week, so please save us the drama and do it already."
Santana hisses, "Shut the fuck up Wheezy before I stick my foot down your throat."
Everyone starts shouting when Mr. Schue walks in, "Hey. Hey calm down! What's going on?"
"Just more bullshit gay drama," snarky Mercedes. Kurt gives her a disappointed look while Sam moves away from her sitting next to the girls.
This time Quinn has catch Santana before she could lunge at the soul singer. Rachel stands up hands on her hips glaring, "That was uncalled for Mercedes especially since you no idea what has transpired between them. So I suggest you turn around and mind your own business."
"Please white girl! What are you going to do about it," she replies.
This causes the HBICs to growl in unison leaving a startled group to stare at them. A still crying Brittany sits on Artie's lap as he tries to glare at Santana who laughs at his weak intimation.
Mr. Schue calls, "Everyone to their sits," trying to restore order. "Okay guys I have few ideas for songs at sectionals. The solo for Finn is Joan Jet's 'I love Rock and Roll. The duets for Mercedes and Kurt is the Eurythmics' 'Sweet Dreams' and the group number will be Van Halen's 'You Really Got Me."
The girls are confused with all the big hair music they weren't trying to say that the songs aren't great but how are they supposed to choreograph it.
Jesse raise his hand, "You said Finn is singing the solo."
Finn smiles wide and smug, "That's right St. James."
He scoffs, "Rach told me but I thought she was just playing."
Finn smirks, "No he's serious. This year it's about someone else now taking the lead."
Mr. Schue cuts in, "You two had two years to win us a national's trophy but you couldn't. So it's about time for someone else to take the reins."
Jesse laughs at the unbelievable bullshit he's hearing, "Did you ever stop to think that our fabulous director's lack of preparation had the something to do with it?"
Mr. Schue straightens up, "What are you insinuating Jesse?"
"Oh I'm not insinuating anything Mr. Schue. I'm telling you that if you spent more time preparing us for our performance rather than chasing a woman who obviously doesn't want you. Then maybe we would have had a shot."
The class snicker at a red faced Mr. Schue who sputters out, "Like I told the girls if you don't like the new set up then you can always drop out ."
Jesse shakes his head in smug satisfaction, "Oh no I'm staying because when you fail and you will I want front row seats."
Before Mr. Schue could refute the bold statement the bell rang ending homeroom. The smug boy leaves the shocked class with a cocky strut. The trio on the other hand giggled at the curly haired menace dumbfounded expression.
"Oh my god Rae I think I love that boy," Santana laughs.
Quinn giggles agreeing with her friend, "I never realized how awesome St. James is."
Rachel gives them a smug look, "I told you he was great."
They lean on each other walking still giggling into class. Shelby sits at her desk smiles brightly at her daughter and two friends. Noticing that people were already in class Rachel smiles wide, "Good morning Ms. Corcoran how was your weekend?"
"I had a wonderful weekend I spent time reconnecting with family I lost touch of," she replies.
Rachel give her a crooked smile, "Oh really do you intend on staying in touch with them?" she holds her breath waiting for the answer she hopes to hear.
Shelby nods understanding the question she was really asked, "I don't plan on ever losing them again especially now that I finally have them in my life."
Rachel gives her a megawatt smile, "Excellent! I'm sure that they are delighted to be back in your life as well."
The bell rings and the girls take their seat Rachel humming happily. For once mostly everything in her life is going well. She sighs rolling her eyes if only she could get Mr. Schue to see reason then everything would be perfect.

Quinn stood in line waiting to buy her lunch when a shadow cast over her. She looks up to find a group of cheerios led by Brittany surrounding her, "Can I help you with something?" Quinn lifts her one eyebrow.
"Yeah gutter trash you can start leaving Santana the hell alone," an unnamed cheerio says.
Quinn squints her eyes staring at the cheerio she smirks and dismissing her immediately. The girls blushes at the blatant dismissal, "Santana is a big girl. She can be friends with whomever she wishes and if she wishes to be my friend rather than hang out with you walking STDs then who am I to stop her."
Brittany glares at her, "You're not being fair Quinn. Santana's is mine and you're trying to taking her away from me."
Quinn scoffs, "I'm not doing a damn thing. You did this B. You made her jump through hoops and jerked her around all last year."
"I was confused about what I wanted Q, but now I do. I want Artie and Sanny so you just stay out of my way," Brittany tells her.
Quinn laughs shocked but not completely, "Did you ever stop to think about Santana wants? What her feeling are?"
Brittany gives her blank look, "She wants me Q. She's always wanted me. You're like totes mad cuz she never liked you like that."
Quinn rolls her eyes, "I know you're not that stupid B." She starts to speak slowly enunciating every syllable, "Santana is done with you B. You blew it. She probably would have put up with your shit forever but you fucked it up and lied and played around with Artie on the side."
Brittany sniffles, "I love them both Q! I don't see why she has such a problem with it. It's not like she never slept with a boy before."
Another cheerio pipes in, "Oh yeah Sluttana has never been too picky before. She's like open 24 hours right." The group laugh Brittany along with them.
Quinn calmly sets down her tray on the nearest table as she grabs the unexpected girl by the throat. Her beautifully manicure nails digging harshly into her skin. Quinn pushing their faces close the girl stares into stormy green eyes. She gulps shaking in fear while a hush falls the cafeteria.
"If you ever talk about my friend like that again I'll shove my pretty blue converse so far up your ass I'll be tickling your tonsils with my toes," the girls wheezes painfully. "Shhhh don't speak just nod if you understand me."
The girl nods frantically being new to varsity this year she never really got a taste of the head bitch Quinn. Now she's really wishing she stayed at the table with the rest of the smarter cheerios. Quinn turns her stormy eyes to look around the rest of group, "That goes for all of you."
Quinn gives the girl a little squeeze, "Do," shake "you," shake "under," shake "stand," shake.
The girl whimpers nodding again, "Never look, touch or threaten my friends ever. That includes Rachel and the gleeks," Quinn hisses.
A girl moves to speak but she was elbowed sharply and wisely shuts her mouth. Quinn threatens the quivering cheerios, "Leave before I make you all my bitches."
They scrabble away bumping into each other in their haste to get away for the irate HBIC. When only Brittany and the unnamed cheerio remained Quinn turns her gaze back to the frightened girl. Before she could further scare the frightened girl she felt arms circle her waist. This instantly calming her down when lavender filled her senses.
"Q calm down baby," Santana gently removing the girl from Quinn's firm grip. Once the girl was lose she gingerly rubs her throat backing away slowly. Santana shot her a glare that sends her running away as fast she could. Yes the stupid girl should have stayed away from the former head cheerio.
Quinn sags into Santana's embrace. Brittany glares at the two girls wishing that it was her that Santana was holding.
"Sanny," she starts but she quickly cut off.
"I don't want to hear it."
Brittany flinching at the venom pouring from her. The girl she loves, her voice wavering, "But I…"
Santana just shakes her head walking away with Quinn in tow. Rachel trails behind her with Quinn's tray in hand. Once the girls were seated the lunch room talked in hush whispers staring at the girls wondering what was going to happen next. Quinn is sat in the middle of the girls rubbing her back calming her down.
Jesse is the first to speak up, "What the hell was all that about?"
Quinn shots him a glare that left him wishing he kept his mouth shut. Santana catches her attention again, "Seriously Q what the hell?"
She swallows and sighs in defeat, "Brittany was trying to warn me away from you. Then that bitch cheerio said something that she shouldn't have about you so I had to correct her."
Rachel starts in a gentle voice, "Quinn you can't go around choking cheerios. You'll be suspended."
Santana agrees, "You know the conditions of your inheritance baby. You can't be in any trouble you know that."
Quinn falls back in her seat pouting, "I know I just didn't like what was being said."
Santana shrugs, "It's probably nothing I haven't heard before Quinn."
She tightens her jaw, "I don't care San. You're my best friend and no one gets away with it."
"Well you put everyone on notice Q. No one will be stupid enough to mess with your girls or glee," Mike smirks at her.
Quinn gives him a satisfied grin, "Well yeah of course I protect the things I care about." Quinn looks directly at Rachel who's beaming. She shots Jesse a smug look as if to say see I told you they changed.

The rest of the day passes with no more drama. The students gave each of the girls and the glee members a wide berth hoping to not ignite the wrath of the HBICs.
The girls were reluctant to attend glee practice that day. They wondered if anyone would miss them but Rachel ever the professional held her head high march into class. She practice her warm up while her girls watched. They talked quietly not to disturb their diva. The class filled up slowly Blaine and Jesse walk in together laughing and flirting.
Kurt gives them his best death glare when the boys sit behind the trio. They all talk while they wait for class to start.
Mercedes and Sam walk in holding hands she glares at her fellow diva. She makes a snide remark, "I don't know you're bothering to practice Berry. It's not like anyone going to notice you swaying in the background." Kurt giggles with her and Sam gives her a disgusted look.
Rachel responds, "I like to be prepared Mercedes."
"For what? It's not like you're gonna get another solo," Mercedes sneers.
Rachel calmly replies, "When you fail and fall flat on your face then Mr. Schue should see that I was always the best choice."
"Bitch you didn't just," Mercedes stalks up to her.
Rachel smiles serenely, "Furthermore Mercedes your pitch is shaky at best. Your notes are flat and you can't seem to find the melody."
Kurt in his girlish voice cuts in, "You're just jealous and upset that for once we have the spotlight."
Rachel looks at him confused, "What is there to be jealous of Kurt? Your voice is always all the over the place and deafen to the ears. Finn can't read a music sheet to save his life. Brittany as no breath control and would rather dance then sing. Artie thinks an impromptu rap will cover up the fact he doesn't know the words."
Mr. Schue walks in the middle of her rant, "Alright Rachel then what do you suggest? You and Jesse sing it all?"
Rachel smiles at him, "Actually no if you insist on those ridiculous songs I would recommend Puck for the solo his voice as a better edge to then Finn. For 'Sweet Dreams' Santana's sultry voice will mix well with Quinn's sweetness with Tina and Mercedes harmonizing in background."
Mercedes scoffs, "Of course you put me as the back up again."
Santana gives her a vicious grin, "Some people are only good enough to be backup singers."
Finn cuts in, "Some people are only good with their legs open."
Santana jumps up, "Bitch you did not just say that to me." She lunging at the boy but Puck and Sam grabbed her before she could do any damage. Santana struggles yelling in Spanish when Quinn grabs waist her pulling her down sitting the girl on her lap. She holds on tight whispering softly as Rachel rushes to them rubbing her back.
Mr. Schue yells, "Enough one more outburst like and you're done with glee."
Tina speaks up, "Are you serious Mr. Schue? Did you not hear what he said?"
Mr. Schue shrugs, "We're free to express ourselves in this room but violence will not be tolerated."
Finn smug expression grows when Jesse says in bored, "So if I said Finn is an oversized man-child who likes to dress in French maid uniforms. Someone who likes to a wear a butt plug on a daily bases. That would be ok?" Santana chuckles softly from her spot on Quinn's shoulders.
Finn narrows his eyes at Jesse. He continues in the same droll voice, "And in 10 years when he's fat old lonely and a Lima loser the only sex he'll get is what he pays for. That he'll be strolling the playgrounds like sick perve he is?" The class snicker at Finn's red face.
Jesse gives the class a dazzling smile, "But it'll be ok because I'm just expressing myself. Is that correct Mr. Schue?"
"Jesse that was entirely uncalled for," Mr. Schue chides.
"Really but it's okay for pedo to insinuate that Santana is a slut. It's okay for limp dick to call Rachel a frigid cock tease. Its okay for Finn or Brittany to physically assault another student but it's not okay for anyone else to defend themselves. Is that correct Mr. Schue?" Rachel tries to hide the grin by resting her head on Quinn's unoccupied shoulder.
The man in question starts to sweat and a nervous tic makes his eyes start to twitch, "Of course not Jesse but its just harmless teasing it's what kids do." Sam huffs in annoyance this man will never own up to his mistakes.
"Naturally Mr. Schue kids tease but according to my father, who is an ADA by the way, tells me it's actually neglect on your part. As the adult in this situation it's your responsibility to keep this a safe learning environment."
Mr. Schue tugs on his tie, "Well I uh suppose that you might be correct Jesse."
Jesse smiles innocently, "Of course I'm correct Mr. Schue since this has come to your attention I'm sure that you'll be more vigilante in stopping this manner of harassment."
Finn sulks in his chair glaring at the man the pussy can't even stand up to a little faggot. He turns he's head in disgusted when Blaine smiles adoringly at Jesse who sits back in his chair in smug satisfaction.
Mr. Schue clears his throat still shell shocked at Jesse's word, "I think that maybe I should dismiss this meeting and think about what Jesse just said. I believe we all should reevaluate our attitudes and make the proper adjustments."
He gives the trio pointed looks, "I think Santana should find her own chair to sit in and stay off of Quinn's lap. We don't want to make anyone feel uncomfortable now do we?"
Tina scoffs, "And of course you're implying that Brittany should do the same because if you're only singling out those two girls it might be considered to be homophobic."
Finn sneers at her, "But Quinn's not a dyke she dated me and Sam."
Quinn blinks her eyes she forgot they weren't alone, "Actual Finn I recently came to terms with the fact that yes I am a lesbian."
Puck moans softly getting mental picture of the trio flashing in his head. A loud smack on the back of his head shakes him out of his daydream. Lauren smirks at him when he shots her a confused look. She shrugs knowing exactly what he was thinking about. The badass pouts sulking into his chair.
Finn glares at the trio, "So what you're all dykes now? Santana infected you with her filth."
Santana growls and Quinn tightens her hold, "No you idiot you can't turn someone gay. I was just in denial about it all this time."
"So you used me then to cover up your sickness."
Kurt gasps, "Finn is that what you really think? That being gay is a sickness?"
The boy barely glances at his stepbrother. He just shrugs not caring if he hurt his feelings. Kurt swallows down hurt he really thought the boy had changed.
Mr. Schue says quickly before the boy could further incriminate himself, "I thinks its best if we all leave enough has been said today."
The subdued group leave quietly glancing at the trio snuggling in the back of the room. Santana nuzzles Quinn's neck inhaling deeply. She didn't want to get up from the former blonde's lap. She was entirely too comfortable where she was. She strokes Quinn's forearm squinting her eyes at the tattoo. She frowns unable to make out what the symbol means.
Quinn chuckles softly reading her brunette counterparts mind, "It's the symbol for infinity. My dad had a weird obsession for it."
Santana sighs realizing that they were the only one left in the room and she has to get up. Rachel giggles at her pouting face helping the Latina up. Santana gives a disgruntled groan sulking playfully giving a Quinn a pitiful look. The girls laugh at her antics they love her playful side.
"Come on you big baby," Quinn teases her throwing an arm over her shoulders. Rachel laughs circling her arm around Quinn's waist.
The girls laugh walking to their car they failed to notice the glaring boy leaning against the wall.
"Hey," Finn yells at them.
The trio stiffen at the unwelcomed intrusion. Santana groans, "What do you want Finnept? Didn't we have enough of you in glee?"
"Fuck off Satan! I don't want to talk to you I want to talk to Quinn," he sneers.
Quinn glances over her shoulder scoffing, "Well that's just too bad Finn because I don't want to talk to you."
Rachel sighs, "Please leave us alone Finn. We had more than enough of you today."
Finn snaps at her, "I wasn't talking to you Treasure Trail so shut the fuck up!"
Santana turns around growling, "Don't you dare talk to her like that limp dick!"
Finn pushes her hard knocking her to the ground. Santana yelps landing on her hand. Quinn yells, "You son of bitch!" She slaps him hard across the face, "Don't you ever touch her again."
Rachel rushes to Santana who cradles her hand to her chest. Santana whimpers painfully glaring at the tall boy. Rachel screams at the stranger that's wearing her ex's face, "What the hell is wrong with you Finn?"
"Shut up! Just shut the hell," he pulls his foot back ready to punt in Santana's head. Rachel gasps covering Santana with her body. Quinn growls dangerously moving to tackle the giant oaf when a blur flashes in front of her. She sees Jesse tackle Finn hard to the ground. Finn grunts as he lands painfully on the pavement the impact jars his teeth but years of football training has him rolling to his feet quickly.
Jesse jumps to his feet after him. He stands in front of the girls, "Have you lost your mind you freaking idiot?"
"Just shut the hell up faggot I only wanted to speak to Quinn but that dyke had to stick her nose in my business again," Finn whines. Quinn backs away kneeling next to her girls.
"Well obviously they don't want you around so I suggest you leave before I make you," Jesse taunts.
Finn laughs mocking him, "What the fuck are you going to do queer? Try to stop me by sucking my dick."
Jesse gags, "I would touch your disease infested baby dick with Kurt's mouth."
Finn flushes angrily snarling he rushes Jesse but he sidesteps the lumbering giant easily. He dances away smirking as Finn grunts in frustration throwing a wild punch causing Jesse to snap his head back. Rachel gasps when she sees blood pour from his split lip. Jesse narrow his eyes he strikes fast with a right cross. Finn groans shaking his head trying to clear the fog.
"Fucking faggot," Finn snarls and runs tackling Jesse. He hits him hard in his stomach. Jesse teeth rattle as he hits the ground hard. He elbows Finn in the face making contact with his nose.
The trio flinches at the loud crunching sound. Finn moans painfully rolling to his feet. Jesse scrambles after him kneeing him hard in the stomach. Finn wheezes bending over from the waist, Jesse bring his knees up hitting face again. Jesse gives him a ferial smile kicking him between his legs. Finn tips over holding his bruised balls crying out in pain. Jesse jumps on him pummeling the cowering boy. Finn ducks his head bring his arms up to protect his face.
Jesse snarls viciously every punch representing every derogatory comment Finn ever made. Fag punch. Dyke punch. Slut punch. Cock tease punch.
Every punch representing every single tear these girls cried over this pitiful boy. Every punch he remembers the times he held his friend broken heart over Finn's callousness.
Jesse arms start to ache as he wheezes out panting breaths. He feels strong arms lift him from the whimpering boy.
"Jesse. Jesse sweetie look at me," Rachel touches he's face. His strength seeps out of him as her voice finally penetrates through his haze.
Jesse realizes the arms holding him belong to Coach Beiste, "It's okay slugger. You can stop now."
Rachel hugs him tightly whispering in his ear. Coach Beiste slowly releases him watching carefully in case he goes crazy again.
Quinn stand close to her diva watching the boy carefully. Her muscle tense ready to spring into action ready to protect her girl.
Santana stands by her girls cradling her injured hand. She watches dispassionately as Finn cries on the ground a bloody mess. A small crowd forms whispering quietly pointing at the scene. She smirking viciously when no one comes to the pitiful boy's aide.
Rachel pulls back cursing at his stupidity. She gasps when she notices his torn knuckles. The diva hits his shoulders. Jesse hisses at the painful reminder that he was slammed into the ground hard. She delicately cups his face inspecting his bleeding lip and cheek that was starting to swell. She hits his arm again glaring at him for scaring her like this.
The HBICs chuckle at the tiny fierce diva making the bigger boy hang his head in shame. The swallow their laughter when Rachel gives them a glare. The hang their heads bashfully cheeks blushing. Jesse gives them a smug look but quickly schools his feature before the tiny terror looks back at him.
The police and ambulance were called. As statements were taken their parents arrived at the school. Concerned looks flash across their faces as the teenagers retold their side of the story.
Mrs. Hummel stalked toward the friends, her face menacing, "I want that boy arrested!"
The Officer first at the scene who happens to be Officer Riley steps in front of the irate woman, "Ma'am I'm going to need you to calm down and back away."
Mrs. Hummel glares, "I will not calm down that boy," giving Jesse a disgusted look, "attack my son unprovoked."
Santana scoffs opens her mouth to object but a look from her mother had her swallowing whatever she was about to say.
Officer Riley calmly says, "According to eye witnesses your son started the confrontation."
She huffs disbelieving, "According to whom? Them?" She waves to the girls, "They're all friends! I wouldn't be surprised if they're covering up for that delinquent."
Coach Beiste steps up, "No ma'am I was watching from the window of my office. I saw Finn approach the girls first."
The mother unimpressed shrugs, "And? All Finn wanted was to speak to Quinn then that savage attack my baby."
Mr. St. James stands straight, "I kindly ask you to refrain from speaking about my son in that manner Mrs. Hummel."
Carol crosses her arms ready to argue on her sons behalf when Coach Beiste speaks up again, "Actually ma'am from what I saw the girls looked like they wanted nothing to do with Finn. Your son pushed Ms. Lopez down unprovoked. Then it look as if was ready to punt the two brunettes heads off."
Carol shakes her unwilling to believe that her son would do such a thing, "And when did that," she stops herself from name calling, "boy come into the picture."
Beiste shrugs her shoulders, "Jesse tackled Finn before he could kick the two smaller girls. Then he proceeded to throw the first. At that point Mrs. Hummel I ran out here as fast as I could."
"I don't care who started what," she sneers. "I still want to press charges."
Officer Riley smiles smoothly, "Of course Mrs. Hummel. But I must inform you that the Lopez', Berry's and Ms. Fabray will also be pressing charges. The charges will vary from assault to harassment."
This startles the woman, "Harassment?"
The Officer nods, "According to the three girls your son has continually harassed and badgered them. They fear for their safety so if you continue to press the issue I'll have no choice but to arrest Finn."
Mr. St. James chips in, "As ADA I can assure you that Finn will be tried as an adult and he will serve a minimum of two years in prison."
The woman pales, "Rachel I understand that you bitter that my son left you but it's no reason to spread false accusations."
Rachel shakes her head pitying the woman, "I don't know what Finn told you Mrs. Hummel but I left because he is cruel and spiteful and not the man I thought he was. I, I mean we have asked him on several occasions to leave us be."
Quinn pipes in, "That's not the only thing he's one Mrs. Hummel. Finn spews derogatory about our sexuality. He's called Santana and I dykes more than once. He also called Jesse a fag repeatedly."
Carol is visibly shaken, "Do you have any proof or are you taking the word of this delinquents Officer."
Shelby speaks up startling the crowd; they didn't know she had arrived, "Delinquents? Mrs. Hummel is it? I fail to see how these children are delinquents when none of has ever been in trouble in school or the law. I fail to see how straight A students could be considered trouble makers." The teenagers share a smug smile with their parents, "Your son on the other hand is barely passing. He's been suspended for fighting on more than one occasion." Officer Riley coughs to cover her laugh, "And from what Rachel and Puck tells me, he's been arrested for drunk driving. So please enlighten us. How exactly are these model students less creditable then your drunken son?"
Carol blinks her eyes, "And who the hell are you?"
Shelby smiles brightly, "Oh my I didn't introduce myself? I apologize," she hands out her hand. "Shelby Corcoran I'm the new English teacher and Rachel's mother."
Carol stares at her with distaste as Shelby drops her hand, "I thought you lived with your two dads Rachel."
"I do Mrs. Hummel but my mother has recently entered my life. We've started a tentative relationship," Rachel beams at her. Her mother wasn't the only who could play at being innocent.
Carol bites her lip not wanting to believe that her baby was capable of what she was hearing. Finn hasn't been the same since he found out that his father didn't die the war hero she led him to believe. She swallows thickly, "Fine I won't press charges this time but if anything like this happens again I will." She turns sharply and walks to her son. Mother and son could be seen arguing by Finn's car. He shots the group a glare and slams into his car roaring away.
Hector looks at Mr. St. James, "If you all would meet us to our house to further discuss this situation it would be appreciated."
Vincent nods, "We'll follow you there. Maybe you or your wife can look over Jesse's injuries.
Hector nods turning his attention to Coach Beiste smiling, "I want to thank you for your help ma'am. Without you I'm afraid we might have had to bail our children from jail tonight."
She blushes and shrugs her shoulders, "I just told the truth sir, I don't like Finn attitude of late. He's acting like a possum stuck in a bear trap with no other choice but to chew his arm off."
The parents and Officer looks confused but the teenagers shrug it away. Their used to the coach's weird analogies by now.
Hector blinks he's eyes, "Okay. Are we free to go Officer Riley?"
The officer shakes her confusion away and clears her throat, "Yes sir. I have no plans on pursuing this matter. But I strongly urge you not to get into any more fights Jesse. No matter how noble the gesture is."
Jesse ducks his head bashfully, "Yes ma'am." The group watches as the Officer walks away.

Santana sat subdued while her mother fused over her hand.
"It's not broken mija just sprained. You just landed hard on it," her mother sighs in relief. She gently wraps her hand placing an ice pack to keep the swelling down.
Hector sits on the love seat cleaning Jesse's hands and lip. "You're lucky you didn't break anything mijo. Two of your fingers are sprained but nothing serious. I believe we splints don't we mi amor."
"Yes in the medicine cabinet in our bathroom," she glances at the other parents chuckling, "the joys of rising to teenage boys and Santi."
"Hey not cool Mami," the younger Latina pouts.
Everyone laughs at her put out look. Santana scowls sinking into the couch grumbling about her parents being so mean. Quinn pinches her cheek cooing at the pouty girl. She swats Quinn's hands away Rachel giggles at how adorable her girls are.
When Hector comes downstairs the parents demand an explanation of what happened. The whole explanation not just what happened today but what led up to the events. Rachel backs stiffens her girls grab her hands squeezing gently, Rachel eyes them weary sigh and nods.
The teens spend the next hour telling their parents the entirety of their high school career. Santana and Quinn heads hung when they explained the bullying they help inflict on Rachel. The Lopez shook their heads in disappointment they thought they taught Santana better than that. Quinn sniffled when they told her that her father would be so disappointed in her actions.
At one point the teens had to hold their parents back from finding Finn and teaching him a lesson when Rachel told them about this summer. Shelby seethed at Will Schuester inability to teach and provide a safe environment for her daughter. She doesn't know how but she will remove that hypocrite from running glee.
"I be damned if I'm going to stand and do nothing while that man abuses he's authority," she tells the room.
Rachel agrees the Mr. Schue needs to be taken down a notch. The HBICs smirk and suggest that Shelby team up with Coach Sylvester. She's been trying to take him down for years. Shelby gets an evil gleam in her eyes as a plan starts to formulate in her mind. They look at each other glad that they didn't piss the woman off this much.
Mr. St. James narrowed his eyes wondering if he could launch an investigation into the failing of the school board and administrators.
The group make plans on how to keep the girls and Jesse safe from Finn and Mr. Schue. Brittany is a problem but not a big one at the moment. After it got late the St. James's and Shelby left agreeing to dinner plans later in the week.
The girls kiss their parents goodnight they snuggle on Santana bed and drift off into a bliss sleep.
A/N: Song was Bob Seger's We've Tonight
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