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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
- 7
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Disclaimer: I don't own glee I just like to play with some of the characters for my own amusement. Wow just like to say thank you to everyone who's taken the time to read this fic and a special thank you to my readers who followed me from ff. I love my stalkers... I mean readers. This is the last of the upload so anything else will be new, so expected something new in a week. Anyways kids on with the show.
Chapter 8: I Love It When A Plan Comes Together

Unknown to the girls a week after the fight between Jesse and Finn, Shelby approached one Sue Sylvester. She had to admit the woman was slightly off her rocker but she seemed to know how to get things done. After a few weeks of careful planning the unlikely duo is ready to set their plan in motion. Even though she just recently came into her baby girl's life she'll be damned if that chauvinist will ruined her career before it even gets started. Or the friendship the three girls created out of loss and need. So the Friday before Quinn's birthday Shelby makes her way to the beast's lair after school.
"Well if it isn't Barbra senior," Sue sneers peering up from the notes she had scattered along her desk.
Shelby quips, "Well if it isn't Satan's mother." She sits across from her crossing her legs. She takes in the cheerio coaches offices smirking at the memorial erected where the last national championship trophy should be.
"I thought I told you to never infest my field with your failure," Sue shrugs seeing where the brunette's eyes strayed too.
"Shall I count the many awards that I've won and compare them to your seven national cheerleading championships. Oh no that's right you lost when two of your best cheerios dropped you," Shelby gives her a wide innocent smile.
"It was sabotage but that's okay this year Sue Sylvester cannot loss and my trophy room will be that laughing stock of choir room," she smirks. She rubs her hands thinking of having her Unholy Trinity together again.
"Unless I'm mistaken Santana and Quinn haven't returned to the squad," leaning forward her brows lifted with amusement.
"Details Maureen soon Sandbags and Punk Spice will come crawling back to me. After we destroy the Glee losers they'll have nowhere else to go," she says gleefully. Her chest puffed out in confidence.
Shelby narrows her eyes, "I don't think that was part of our agreement Joyce Wischnia. Go ahead and try it I'll make damn sure your cheerios never get funding again."
Sue slams down her hand on the desk knowing with the connections she amassed over the years this wasn't an idle threat, "Fine I'll leave the wanna be's alone. As long as we bring Schuester down I'll leave that band of misfits alone."
Shelby settles back satisfied that the temperamental coach sees things her way. "Okay remember your part of the plan. Just make sure Figgins and Harrison are in place and then I'll work my magic."
"Aren't you afraid that Streisand will have nowhere to go after we eject the Backstreet Boys reject from the building?" Smirking at Shelby's confused, "Because Schue's hair houses all the Keebler elves?"
Shelby snorts unladylike, "If you weren't so evil I might like you Damien."
Sue grins, "I hate to tell Elphaba I don't swing toward annoying dwarves."
Shelby stands, "And I don't toward someone with bats flying out of their va-j-j." Shelby smirks turning to leave, "I'll see you later Sue." She struts out of the office check and mate.

Quinn wakes up Monday morning feeling two warm bodies surrounding her. Trying to blink away the sleep from her eyes. She smiles softly at the two brunettes holding her. "Best birthday ever," she mutters lightly moving unkempt hair from San's face. Rachel grunts snuggling deeper into Quinn.
"Baby it's time to get up," she calls softly.
Rachel pouts holding on tighter mumbling, "No time for more sleep baby."
The former blonde grins, "Nope time to get ready for school Rae."
"Q if you don't want me to kick you out of bed I suggest you zip it," Santana glares at her with one eye open.
"Fine but you'll have to explain to the gang why we didn't meet them this morning," she grins unabashed.
San shrugs, "Like I care what the losers think."
Rachel whines, "Who's idea was it to wake up this early anyways?"
Santana stretches catlike, "I believe it was your idea midget."
"Why didn't you stop me? Your my girlfriends you're supposed to stop me from making mistakes," she pouts pitifully.
The two HBICs chuckle, "Like we could ever stop you once you have an idea in your head Rae."
Rachel rolls away and swings her legs off the bed, "You know I think I changed my mind having two girlfriends suck when they gang up on you."
Santana with practiced agility wraps her arms around Rachel's waist and pulls her back down next to Quinn, "I say it's too damn bad Tiny you're kinda stuck with us now."
Rachel gives her a crooked smile, "Well damn I guess I'll have to make the most of it then." Threading her fingers into that silky dark hair pulls her down for passionate kiss.
Quinn props herself onto her elbow watching her girlfriends kiss. Girlfriends I never thought I'd ever have one now I have two Happy Birthday to me she smirks.
Finally coming up her the pair looks at Quinn who has a dreamy smile on her face. They wear identical smirks, "So what are you smiling about Q?"
She blushes and confesses, "I was just thinking about this has to be the best birthday ever."
Santana climbs off of Rachel and straddles Quinn's hips, "That's right you're the birthday girl and birthday girl's need a birthday kiss."
Quinn smile widens gripping her Latina's slender waist, "Well in that case where's mine."
Santana leans down barely an inch away from her lips rubbing her nose on Quinn's. They stare into each other's eyes slowly closing the gap they move in kissing softly. Santana ends the kiss and Quinn whimpers at the loss. Rachel turns Quinn's face toward her and kisses her just as soft as Santana.
Quinn sighs when the kiss ends, "Best birthday ever."
Rachel quips, "Just think sweetie the day isn't over yet."
Trio finally get out of bed and get ready for school. After a few weeks of co habiting the trio develop a routine. As long as they get ready before Santana has a chance to go in they be fine but just in case they were too slow thankfully there's three other bathrooms in the house.
"Come on S! Your still as beautiful now as you were five minutes ago," Quinn whines. She looks to Rachel pouting, "At this rate we'll never get to the Lima Bean."
"I heard that Q! It takes time to look this good," existing the bathroom she twirls around giving the girls a good look of her outfit.
The girls' drool over the tight skirt and tighter blouse. "Babe you really don't need to do anything you're perfect the way you are," Quinn tells her sweetly Rachel nods agreeing with her girlfriend.
Santana blushes and kisses her cheek, "Let's go gets our coffee on."
The three girls leave the house yelling 'good bye' to her parents. When they arrive at the coffee shop Sam and Puck are already there. Quinn pulls the chairs out for her girls and goes to make their orders. The barista at the register flirts with Quinn leaning up on the counter giving the girl a good eye full of her cleavage. She looks away blushing stuttering out her orders.
Santana narrows her eyes at the scene before her, "Bitch is not…"
Rachel looks at her and then turns around to watch the scene unfold. Two pair of brown eyes narrow watching the hussy flirt with their girl.
Quinn thanks her and goes to pay but the barista caressing her hand, "It's on the house cutie."
"Uh thanks but my girlfriends wouldn't appreciate that," Quinn tells her paying for it anyways. The barista pouts watching the purple haired girl walk away. Quinn sets the drinks and muffins down while her girlfriends sulk glaring at her. Unable to figure out what happened she turns to the boys who shrug their shoulders.
Quinn leans over to whisper in Santana's ear but she moves away. Quinn flinches feeling hurt she turns to Rachel but the girl is pouting in her coffee .
"Can someone please tell me what I did," she exclaims.
Santana huffs, "Why don't you go talk to your new friend, Q. You seemed to be having a wonderful time over there."
"But I don't know her. She was just being nice S," Quinn tries to explain.
Rachel sneers, "It look like she wanted to throw on top of the counter and f…"
"Whoa, whoa why do you two sound look jealous girlfriends? Trying to step all over Quinn's game?" Puck questions.
"What? I have no game. I was giving her no game," Quinn stutters out.
Sam cocks his head to the side, "It did look like she wanted to take you on her coffee break Quinn."
Quinn hisses, "Shut the fuck up Twiddle Dee and Twiddle Dumb! You're not helping. You're only making it worse."
The boys tremble slightly at the emergence of 'Scary Quinn'.
Santana scoffs, "Don't get mad at them Q. You're the one that can't keep it in her pants."
Quinn's mouth falls open feeling hurt, "Is this how it's going to be?" Quinn frowns, "I can't help people's reactions to me just like I can't help when they're all over you. Can you please just trust me? Trust that I'm not going to screw around the first chance I get. If you were paying attention and listened you would have heard that I told her I was with my girlfriends."
Rachel and Santana shamefaced muttered out apologies. Their first day out as a trio and they managed to assume the worse of Quinn. Is not like Brittany or Finn she would never flirt or throw random girls (boys) in their face.
Quinn leans back swallowing down the hurt and blinks back her tears. She picks at her cup ignoring her girlfriends.
Sam and Puck try to process what they just heard.
"Correct me if I'm wrong," Sam says slowly, "but you said girlfriends? As in plural? As in more than one?"
Quinn shrugs muttering, "I dunno ask them."
Before they could answer the rest of the group arrive. They wonder why the girls have sullen faces and why Puck an Sam look ready to cum all over their pants. After everyone orders and sits down they talk idly about the upcoming week. Quinn ignore her girlfriends grunting whenever someone directed a question her way.
Rachel stands up suddenly and drags her girlfriends behind her. Quinn struggles halfheartedly as she was pulled into the restroom. She moves to the furthest wall crossing her arms pouting not looking at the girls.
Rachel moves to touch her but she flinches out of the way. Rachel shallows feeling a pain in her chest. "Quinn I'm sorry," she pleads.
Santana moves to stand next to her but doesn't touch fearing that she'll move away from her too, "I'm sorry too Q. I don't know why I said that but I should have known better. I know you and you would never pull something like Britt or Finn."
"We're so deeply sorry. Can you please forgive us," Rachel ducks down to meet her eyes.
Quinn looks at them with sad hazel eyes, "Do you really think that little of me that I would try to mack on some chick while my girlfriends are like two feet away?"
Santana shrugs helpless, "We're idiots and I don't know what else to tell other than we sorry. I won't say that we won't ever get jealous again, because let's face you're a beautiful girl. People are bound to try and hit on you but I promise you that we'll try and be better."
"Please don't be mad Quinn," Rachel pleads.
Quinn runs a hand through her shaggy hair and sighs, "I'm not mad. I'm just hurt that you would think I have that little respect for you."
Rachel reaches a tentative hand when Quinn doesn't move away again she links their fingers together, "We just have to work out the kinks everything still new. So we have to find a way to work."
Quinn smiles crooked, "I can't stay mad at you two."
Santana smirks, "Can I kiss you now? Please?"
Quinn nods agreeing they all kiss and make up. Smiling happy the brunettes crush Quinn in a tight hug vowing to be better. They all deserve it. When they make their way back to the table the group is visibly relieved that they worked out whatever issues were bothering them.
Rachel clears her throat drawing the attention to her, "We have something to tell you but it doesn't leave this restaurant."
Tina smile encouraging her, "You can trust us Rach."
Quinn takes each of her girls' hands, "We're dating. As in all of us dating. Together. With each other."
Rachel and Santana chuckle at their girl's nervous ramble. Santana clears her throat, "Yes all three of us are in a relationship now."
Puck moans loud, "That's just so fucking hot."
Sam squirms in his sit nodding in agreement, "Yeah hot."
Lauren shrugs, "I figured it'll happen sooner or later."
Santana releases a breath she didn't know she was holding, "So you're fine with this. Not that it would make a difference either way," she grunts when Rachel elbows her in the ribs. "Geez woman! I was about to say it'll be nice to have it though."
Rachel smirks, "Sure baby."
Tina leans her head on Mike's shoulder, "I say go for it. It's about time you three are happy and I've never seen you as happy before. You three always seemed so miserable before."
Sugar shrugs, "It's whatever. As long as you don't try to get in my panties I really don't care."
Santana narrows her eyes, "Why do we hang out with you again."
Sugar smiles, "Because I'm awesome."
Santana waves her off, "So everyone cool with this? Because as much as I like you I'd hate to go Lima Heights on your ass."
"Whoa calm down Rocky we're cool," Puck raises his hands in surrender.
"Yeah Satan," Sam grins, "now I know why it never worked out between me and Q."
"Yeah because she wanted someone hotter than you Trouty Mouth," Santana quips.
The group snicker as Sam blushes good naturally. They talk about how they decided to become a trio. Puck and Sam even Mike appear turned on when Santana gives them more details that the other two would have preferred. Quinn puts a hand over her mouth when Santana was about to tell them about their make out sessions.
"Okay babe I think that's enough," Quinn flushes all the way to her toes.
Tina clears her throat muttering to Mike, "Speak for yourself." A dazed Mike nods in agreement.
Jesse and Blaine look at each other silently communicating with their eyes. When Blaine nods Jesse clears his throat calling for their attention. "Since I guess this is a day for announcements I have one of my own."
Rachel squeals and squirms in her seat she knows or at least think she knows what he's about to say. She couldn't be happier for the boys.
"Blaine and I," he smiles adorably at the boy, "are dating. We've been dating since I came back."
Rachel beams at the couple before frowning and slapping Jesse on the arm, "Why didn't you tell me Jesse St. James? I'm your best friend and I'm supposed to know things like this!
Jess pouts rubbing his arm. For such small girl she can sure pack a punch, "I well we you know uh…" he stares at the HBICs for help.
They just shrug. He pissed off the diva so he's on his own.
Blaine finally comes to his man's rescue, "Uh Rach that's my fault, I wanted to keep it between us for now. Since we're just getting to know each other I didn't want to rush anything. So please don't blame Jesse it's all on me."
Rachel huffs crossing her arms, "I still would have liked to know it's not like I would've told anyone. Okay I would have told Santana and Quinn but no one else."
Jesse nods, "And Satan would have teased mercilessly."
Santana grins wickedly because yeah she would've have done just that to Homoexpress. Jesse shots her point look that said see, I told you so.
"Never the less it's in the handbook, best friends should be informed immediately of all crushes. I told you I had major crushes on Santana and Quinn since I moved here. She slaps a hand over her mouth she wasn't supposed to tell anyone that. The girls in question stare at her with smug grins on their faces.
Santana laughs at her red face, "Aw baby its okay. Me and Q had crushes on you back then too."
Quinn face palms groaning, "San you weren't supposed to say that."
Santana laughs, "Just keeping it real Q."
Rachel has a smug grin on her face it's nice to know that her girls felt the same as her. She looks at Jesse who has a hopeful smile on his face an sighs, "Fine Jesse I'm not mad I just like to be in the loop."
Puck interrupts he's big head finally catching up with is little head, "So how do you three work? I mean sexy time like is it one on one or all three of you at the same time?"
Lauren being the closest smacks him in the back of the head "Shut it Puckerman. You don't need any more visuals for the sperm bank."
He rubs the back of his head and mumbles, "Yeah I do."
Santana sneers, "Well you're not getting it moron. That shits private so you get nada."
Puck grumbles under his breath before smirking, "That's cool I still have my fantasies babe."
"And on that note I think it's time we head to school," Rachel tells them blushing redder than before. "It's almost time for home room."
Lauren unenthusiastic, "Yay, we get to watch Schue trying to blow Finn every chance he gets."
Quinn nearly chokes on the remains of her coffee, "Not cool Lauren. You could have waited until I didn't have anything in my mouth."
Puck smirks, "That's what she said."
The group rolls their eyes hearing that joke to many times before it's lost its lure.
"Shut it Puckerman," Santana swats him in the back of the head.
She pushes him out the door. Quinn and Rachel glance at each other shrugging. So they were forgettable when the kids want to play. Quinn ever the gentlewoman opens the door for Rachel taking her arm leading her to the car. A long the way she snags their wayward girlfriend. She opens the door for them and runs to the driver side winking she starts the car heading to the school. The two brunettes are lost in their thoughts thinking of how they almost fucked up. They knew Quinn had a hard time trusting but they still went ahead let their fears run away with them
Quinn glances at her girls, she sighs knowing what they're thinking, "Hey none of that now I forgive you, okay. It was a knee jerk reaction and I understand okay so no more sad faces please."
Santana leans over and kisses her cheek, "Okay babe but I reserve the right to try and make it up to you later."
Rachel squeezes her shoulders from the back seat, "So do I sweetie. I need to make up for being an asshole."
Quinn smiles, "You don't have too but I won't stop you though since I'm not crazy. When two beautiful girls want to make out with me who am I to say no?"
Santana laughs, "I think we said makeup not make out Q-ball."
Quinn grins wagging her brows, "That's not what I heard babes."
Santana slaps her legs, "Horn dog."
"Can you seriously blame me? Because my girlfriends are like whoa hot." Quinn giggles and sings, "Dontcha wish you had girlfriends were hot like mine…"
"Oh my god Quinn you're so cheesy," Rachel laughs kicking the back of her chair.
Santana giggles, "Yeah Q I thought you were supposed to be suave and shit."
Quinn has a goofy smile on her face and shrugs, "Yeah maybe but I'm still hot."
Neither girl could disagree. They were just happy to see the smile back on their girl's face. The trio joke and laughed the rest of the way to school. All of them were a little nervous wondering if they would give themselves away.
As the trio walked to their lockers they didn't notice the two pair of eyes glaring at them. Brittany was disappointed that she had yet to make Santana see things her way. It's never taken this long for the brunette to come crawling back. She notices the closeness of the girls and wonders if the hooked up. She pouts angry that her girl would dare to cheat on her without her permission.
She gets the final say on who Santana spreads her legs for. She's in charge despite what the girl may think. She'll show them that no one tries to still what hers. Then she'll have to teach Santana that she belongs to Brittany and only Brittany.
Finn leans against the lockers glaring at the little dwarf. How dare she continue to make a fool of him? This crap plan he has for Glee just isn't working fast enough. He thought the little bitch would have quit by now. He fucks up the lyrics and chorography on purpose. All she does is glare and stomp her midget feet and walk away. This is so fucking frustrating if the faggot Jesse hadn't stuck his nose were it didn't belong then none of this wouldn't have happened. Now he has to put up with that whiney little bitch Schue to make his plans work. It'll all be worth it when they lose at sectionals and Rachel's dreams go up in smoke.
After the little nuggets of doubt he planted in Wheezy's head he's bound to get a good show today. Yeah he knew all about the little bitch's party. He also knew about the coffee date all the losers had today. Having a creepy stalker step-brother pays off every once in a while. Strutting he walks to the choir room and sits in the front row waiting for the fireworks to start.
As the Glee kids made their way to the home room the laughing and joking stopped for the most part. Before Glee used to be the best part of their day now it's just a battle ground for all of them. On one side you have the Gleeks only looking out for themselves. Kurt thought he lived in the shadow of Rachel for too long and was glad to out from under it. He let the lime light get too his head and failed to see that the routine wasn't any good. If they keep up like this they will lose at sectionals. Brittany and Artie were just plotting ways to get Santana back. Well Artie was just there nodding pretending to agree with his girlfriend. He didn't care one way or another if that slut came back. He was just trying to keep his girlfriend happy.
Sam walks in holding hands with his girlfriend sighing at her ranting. She was upset that he was spending more time with his friends than her. He spent the most of Saturday with his ex-girlfriend never mind she came out told everyone that she was gay Mercedes Jones still does not like it. She a proud black woman and he's lucky at she even looks his way. Other people want a taste of this hot chocolate so he better straighten up or else. Sam looked around for help Puck covered up a laugh behind his hand. He mocked glared at him vowing to get even with him somehow. He moved to sit next to his dramatic girlfriend but she told him he loved being with his friends so much to go with them.
They all fail to notice a grinning Finn watching in ramped attention. This is going better than he originally planned. That fucking Beiber wanna be should have never gotten in his way.
Sam fed up, "You know what 'Cedes fine if you want to act like a brat that's fine. Just call me when you decide to grow up." He stomps away and throws himself on the chair next to Puck.
Mercedes sat stock still for a moment before turning around glaring at him, "So what you hanging around Berry now and you think your too good for me? And your ex? Do you think she's gonna wanna get back with you? Is that it?"
Sam runs a hand through he's shaggy hair frustrated, "No! I just tired of listening to you tear everyone down. I can't spend time with my friends without you going psycho and I'm sick of it. And in case you missed it Quinn is gay."
"So you would rather spend time with a bunch of losers and drool over your gay ex than hang out with me?"
Sam gapes at her, "Have you been listening to yourself lately? Every time we're together I have to listen to you bitch and moan about everything. Where's the girl I fell for this summer? I miss her I want her back. I don't like this," he points at her, "person she's become."
Mercedes hurt, "So a couple of months hanging out with new people and you let them poison your mind against me?"
Sam shakes his head a sad hang dog look on his face, "See the difference between me and my friends and you and yours is we don't spend our time ripping other people apart. We don't spend the night ranting about how much better we are. Like you and Kurt proud members of the 'We hate Rachel Berry' fan club. You don't even come up in conversation."
"Fine you know what we're done. You're just dragging me down. I was going to dump your loser ass anyway."
Sam swallows over the lump in his throat, "Fine if that's the way you want it just fine."
Pucks puts a hand on his shoulder in a show of support. He already formulating a plan to get he's buddy stinking drunk. He'll rope in Mike and the Homos to he's house to night. Santana too since she's always been his lesbro.
The girls in question walk into the room smiling happy whispering. They stop and look around as they notice the silence in the room. Quinn notices Mercedes glaring at her while San sees the sad faced Sam.
Quinn frowns, "Why is everyone staring at us?"
Mercedes scoffs of course the bitch would act all innocent, "It's not enough you have two sluts hanging off of you but did you really have to make a move on my boyfriend too?"
Quinn's mouth drops open in shock unable to form words. Santana snaps her head around not believing what 'Cedes just had the balls to say, "Bitch you did not just call me and Rachel sluts? And you did not just accuse my girl of trying to steal your man?"
Rachel cuts in before Santana could attack the girl, "I think that was uncalled for Mercedes. You should apologize to Quinn and Santana."
Mercedes laughs, "Apologize for what? Did I hurt Barbie's feeling? No wait Quinn doesn't have any feelings 'cuz she's the coldest bitch I ever meet!"
Before anyone can stop her Santana rushes toward the black diva pulling her out of her chair by her weave. Santana yelling profanities at her in Spanish doing her best to give Mercedes a bald spot.
Mercedes yells, "Get this crazy bitch off of me!" She struggles to loosen Santana's death grip on her hair. She fells tears form in eyes as she feels the roots being ripped out of her scalp.
Finally the club snaps out of their daze Sam and Puck jump at Santana trying to get her away from the girl. Puck head snaps back as he takes the wild punch Santana threw barely missing Mercedes by an inch.
Puck let's go holding his bleeding nose, "Ow fuck! Santana god damn it!"
Mike, Jesse and Blaine walk in staring eyes wide at the chaos in the room. Tina slaps them on the arm breaking their daze, "Don't just stand there dummies go help!" The boys rush in to help Sam pull the little spit fire away.
Mike grunts, "God damn Santana you're freaking strong."
Santana struggles to get free of the arms holding her, "You fucking bitch! Don't you ever speak about my girls that way! I'll fucking cut you!"
Kurt goes to Mercedes to inspect the damage. She has vicious looking scratch marks on her neck and face. Some are even deep enough to be bleeding.
Mercedes unwilling to leave well enough alone starts shouting, "What you can't handle the truth?" She pushes away Kurt's hands as he tries to make her be quiet, "This bitch doesn't care about anyone. She just ruins lives. She's fucking poison!"
The club was so focus on the seething Latina they fail to notice the pissed off midget ducking under arms. When Rachel reaches Mercedes she pulls her hand back and slaps her with all the strength her tiny body could muster. Mercedes squeaks falling to the floor. Her lips busted open and nose bleeding stares up at the diva.
Puck grabs the tiny girl and hulls her back laughing to the picture of shock on the faces of the two wanna be. Puck laughs harder when Rachel starts yelling in Yiddish. Being the only other Jew in the room he knows exactly what Rachel's saying and boy it's putting Santana rant to shame.
Quinn's at a loss she doesn't know which girlfriend to go to first. She throws her hands in the air and says, "Fuck it!" she goes to sit down on the piano bench. All though she has to admit her girlfriends' protective nature is fucking hot. She shifts in her seat trying calm down her growing arousal.
Of course Mr. Schue chooses to walk in after the excitements past. "Hey! Hey! What's going on? Don't bother lying because I saw walked in right before Santana tried to rip Mercedes hair out"
Finn jumps in giving him his best puppy dog look, "Well Mr. Schue Rachel and Santana attacked Mercedes for no reason. We were all just sitting waiting for you."
Quinn whips her head around, "What! She attacked me for no reason. We barely walked in the door before she started yelling and calling me names."
Mr. Schue scoffs, "I doubt that Mercedes would do something like that. You must have done something to set her off Quinn."
Santana mouth falls open starts to struggle in Sam's arms, "What kind of idiot are you Schuester? We didn't do anything but walk in the fucking room!"
Schue slams his things on the piano, "That's it Santana! I've had enough of your mouth. You're done. Get the fuck out of my room and go to the principal's office!"
Rachel and Quinn speak at the same time, "That's not fair!" "What about Mercedes? She started the whole thing by calling Santana and me sluts."
He shrugs, "If the truth hurts…"
Quinn growls ready to jump on the useless man when a voice booms from the door way, "What is going on in here?"
Everyone turns to find Coach Sylvester with Mr. Figgins by the open door. Standing behind them was a man them never seen before but Schue obviously knew who he was by the how fast his faced went pale.
Sue Sylvester stands with her arms cross glaring at the little weasel, "Sandbags, Streisand calm done before I have you expelled. William what's the meaning of this?"
Santana stands motionless seething but a little confused. Is Coach coming to their rescue or is she coming to help put the final nail in her coffin?
Rachel pushes Puck arm away and rushes to Quinn before they walk to Santana circling her waist. In part to keep her swinging again and also to calm themselves down.
Schue stutters, "Well I walk in to find Rachel and Santana attacking Mercedes for no apparent reason and I…"
"You did nothing to stop it," Figgins says.
He flushes, "Well no the boys had the two girls under control before I came in."
Sue smirks, "No you said that they were 'attacking' Mercedes not that the boys were holding them back."
Frustrated Schue says, "What I meant to say was I heard arguing and when I came in I found Rachel and Santana being held back by the boys."
Mystery man asks, "So you didn't actually see what happened?"
Schue starts sweating nervous, "Um no?"
Mystery man raises he's brow, "Well that's odd Mr. uh Schuester is it?" He nods, "We walked in right after you did and I distinctly heard you say you walk in as the fight started."
Shelby pushes past Sue, "That's right I saw him go in before I went to get help."
Rachel and her girls stare open mouth at her mom. They were confused as to why she was here in the first place. Shelby catches their eyes winks and mouth I'll explain later. The girls nod still confused but willing to trust Rachel's mom.
Schue tugs on his collar it was suddenly feeling tighter, "Well um you see I uh came in and uh tried to calm the situation down."
Figgins laugh unbelievable, "Really William, is cursing and implying that two of your students are promiscuous your way of defusing the situation?"
"I didn't curse at anyone!"
Sue gives a full belly laugh doubling over, "Really? I think I heard you tell Santana to 'Get the fuck out of my room and go to the principal's office'. And tell Streisand that 'if the truth hurts'?"
"I uh I have nothing to say," Schue swallows.
"Collect your things William and wait for me in my office," Figgins told him. None of the kids could remember the last time they heard the man so serious before. Mr. Schue glares at the kids before stomping at the door.
Mystery man clears his throat drawing the kids' attention, "My name is Mr. Teddy Harrison. I am on the school superintendent for those that do not know who I am. I want everyone to sit down and be quiet while we sort this out."
The kids shuffle in their sits afraid of the man standing in front of them.
Mr. Harrison smiles, "So who wants to start?"
Sam tentatively raises his hand. Mr. Harrison nods for him to continue, "I was having an argument with my girl I mean ex-girlfriend now I guess. We kinda broke just now."
"Thanks for throwing me under the bus Sam! Yeah we broke up because you were all over that b…"
"Young lady please control your temper," Harrison interrupts her.
Mercedes ducks her head and mumbles, "Yes sir."
Sam continues, "Yeah she didn't like that I was hanging out with my friends more so argued and broke up."
Sue booms out, "So what does Q, S and mini Streisand have to do with your break up?"
"She blames Quinn for whatever," Sam tells her. "Quinn is my ex-girlfriend but now were just friends and we all hang out in a group."
Harrison looks around, "Which one of you is Quinn?"
The former blonde raises her hand. "So want do you have to say about this?"
She shrugs, "We," pointing to herself and her girlfriends, "walked into class after that happened so this is the first time we heard anything about it."
Sam tells him, "Look Quinn's birthday party was this weekend and I went by myself because 'Cedes wasn't invited. Then this morning we all meet up for coffee before school. Again she wasn't invited so when I got to school she started an argument with me about it. We broke up and when Quinn walked in she went off on her and her girlf… uh girls."
Shelby narrows her eyes at Mercedes who's staring back defiantly, "So Mercedes verbally attacked them for no reason other than she was upset that you two broke up."
Sam shifts nervous he still cares for Mercedes but they were he's girls. Plus he was a little afraid of Rachel's mom, "Yes ma'am."
Mr. Harrison looks to the Quinn, "What did she say?"
"Um something about me needing to steal her boyfriend when I had two sluts hanging off of me," Quinn flushes "Then she called me a cold bitch."
Santana jumps in a little afraid but owning up to her mistakes, "That's when I jumped in and pulled Mercedes by the hair."
Puck tells them, "I helped Sam pull her off of Mercedes."
Rachel cuts in, "It wasn't enough what she said before but she had to continue to provoke Santana and Quinn by insinuating that Quinn has no feelings. I lost my temper and struck Mercedes in the face."
Shelby groans quietly of course she should have known that Rachel would defend her girlfriends. She hopes that she can get them off with a small warning and not suspension.
Harrison nods, "Okay does everyone agree with that's what happened?" The kids' nods, "Alright we all saw what happened with Mr. Schue. Is there anything else that we need to know?" The kids shook their heads, "Alright Santana, Rachel, Quinn and Mercedes please go wait for us at the office while we call your parents."
Quinn shoots up in her sit, "Um sir."
"Yes Miss?"
"My parents are dead and I uh guess legally an adult and Rachel's fathers' are away on business." She wasn't sure if Rachel and Shelby wanted their relationship to get out yet.
"So where are you both staying then?"
Santana stands up, "They're staying with me at my house."
Mr. Harrison sighs he feels a head ache forming, "Fine Miss Santana's parents can act as your guardians until we get ahold of Rachel's fathers'. Quinn can speak on her own behalf."
The girls nods and gather their things. Their friends follow them to the office and wait with them in a show of support. Mercedes looks around hurt that no one not even Kurt stayed with her.
Finn whistled happily in the hallway thinking that Rachel and Santana will probably be suspended and kicked out of Glee. He knows Quinn would quit if that happened so his plan worked. Glee club is ruined and so are Rachel's chances of getting into a Juilliard. He shrugs his shoulders thinking that Schue will probably be fired.
The four adults gather in the office to wait for the parents to arrive. They still have a matter of Mr. Schue behavior to take care of.
Will Schuester sits nervous staring four people glaring at him.
Sue smirks at him. He notices an evil gleam in her eye, "So William please explain to us why you thought it was a good idea to stand back while your students have a free for all? And curse at a student?"
"Well I uh wasn't thinking clearly and I let my emotions take ahold of me," he stutters out trying to think fast and save his damn job. "We've a major rift in the club since the beginning of the year. Santana Quinn and Rachel have caused the majority of the tension as you clearly saw today."
Shelby interrupts, "Santana, Quinn and Rachel has cause the tension in the group? So is it my imagination that Finn on numerous occasions tried to physical assault those three girls?"
"Well nothings ever been proven against him."
Shelby scoffs, "Really that's why a few weeks ago Coach Beiste had to stop a fight between him and Jesse when Finn shoved Santana to the ground?"
"It was just one time!"
Shelby shouts, "One time that we know of! With you as their director I'm not surprised that they don't tell you anything."
Mr. Harrison has seen enough, "Alright quiet! It's obvious that you Mr. Schuester have my control over your students and your emotions. It's obvious you have no respect for them and they have none for you."
Schue opens his mouth to dispute but the furious man cut him off, "Stop I don't want to hear it. Just based on what I witness today you should be suspended without pay. And god forbid that Santana's parents hear how you spoke to their daughter."
Schue swallows and tries to plead his case, "But sir…"
"I said that I don't want to hear it! Go clear out your things from your class and office as of right now you're suspended for two weeks without pay and there will be an inquiry. You'll be very lucky if you'll still have a job by then but even if by some miracle you do you're no longer the director of that club."
Schue jaw tightens, "Yes sir." He jumps up mad beyond belief. When he exits the office he glares at the students gathered there. He opens his mouth to rip them a new but thinks better of it. He's not a stupid man he still needs this damn job. He stomps away heading to his Spanish class.
Inside the office Sue rubs her hands together with glee, "Now that the merry band of misfits have no director I think it's time we discuss redirecting all that lost funding to my cheerios."
Shelby laughs, "Wait a minute Coach I think you're forgetting something." Sue looks at her questioning, "I'm won several show choir competitions including nationals. I'm also a Broadway icon, I'll be more than happy to take over the club." She sits back a smug expression on her face. She loves it when a plan comes together. Sue will complete her part in three, two, and…
Sue stands up and yells, "What I got rid of one loser now I have to deal with another? This is outrageous!" She leans on the desk, "Figgins, Harrison I recommend that you just funnel all that funding into the winners of this school. My cheerios and not a bunch of Broadway rejects!"
Harrison holds up his hands in surrender. He's head ache just gotten so much worse, "Okay enough Coach. How about this just listen okay?" Sue crosses her arms scowling at the man, "Shelby takes over the club on a probationary basis. If the club wins its sectional than they'll keep their funding. But if they lose the group will disbanded and funding funneled out equal among the other groups."
It was Shelby's turn to scowl it's not exactly how she envision this but she'll have to make do, "That sounds fine sir." She turns and glares at Sue, "I can practically guarantee the club's victory."
Sue smirks, "Game on Maureen." She turns to leave, "I'll leave you to deal with the girls in my opinion the girls should get detention since this is everyone's first offence." She winks at Santana and Quinn on her way out. Yeah she may be a vicious bitch but she still considers those girls her cheerios. It'll just take a little time to get them back on her squad. If she heard correctly than she has she'll have the perfect weapon. No one leaves her cheerios blood in blood out like she's always said.
Santana's parents come rushing in looking haggard they just finished a 36 hour shift was looking forward to sleep.
Lupe exclaims, "Que paso, mija? Where are you hurt?"
Santana sinks into her seat head hung low and mumbles, "…"
Hector stops checking over the other two girls and looks over to his daughter, "What was that mija? I couldn't hear you."
Santana sighs and rolls her eyes, "I'm not hurt and neither is Quinn or Rachel."
The two doctors stop and looks at their daughter, "Than why are we here?"
Mrs. Jones rushes in screaming, "Where's my baby?" She pushes Puck and Mike out of her way, "What happened baby? I get this call saying you were in a fight. Tell me it isn't true!"
The Lopez's turn back to their daughter glaring at her. Santana sinks lower swallowing, "I um got in a fight with her."
"Santana Maria Lopez we raised you better than that!" Lupe yells. She turns her death glare at the other two girls, "And what do you have to say for yourselves?" The other two sat back wishing the floor would swallow them up. "Lucy Quinn Fabray I'm waiting for an answer! And don't think that you Rachel Barbra Berry are getting aren't in trouble either!" She hears the group try the muffle their laughter and she turns to glare at them, "I don't want to hear anything from any of you. Don't think for one second that I won't call each and every one of your parents, mi entendes?"
The kids mutter "Yes ma'am." And shuffle their feet. Santana smirks at the group as is to say ha you bitches see what I have to deal with now. She quickly schools her face before her Mami turns around.
Figgins clears his throat calling for attention, "Please come inside parents and bring your kids. So we can straighten this mess out. The rest of you get to class."
The group mutter "Good luck" to the girls and make their way back to class. Lupe and Hector stand up and motion the girls to walk in front of them. Mrs. Jones glares at her daughter and points to the office. All four girls shuffle their feet hearing the death march in their heads.
Figgins settles back in his chair, "Now you were called in this morning because Santana, Rachel and Mercedes were involved in an altercation. From what we gathered it appears Ms. Jones antagonized the three girls after she and Mr. Evans broke off their relationship."
Mrs. Jones held up a hand, "Whoa wait a minute you and Sam broke up baby? When?"
Mercedes fidgets with her fingers, "This morning Mama."
Shelby adds, "It appears that Ms. Jones didn't like the time Mr. Evans and the three girls were spending together."
Harrison explains further, "From the reports we got Ms. Jones started to verbally attack Ms. Fabray when she walked into the class."
Lupe interrupts, "I'm sorry but who are you? I never seen you before."
Harrison smiles, "Right I'm sorry. I'm Teddy Harrison. I'm the superintendent of the school." The three parents mouths form an 'O', "Now as I was saying Ms. Jones not only verbally attacked Ms. Fabray she proceeded to attack Ms. Lopez and Ms. Berry. That was when Ms. Lopez lost her temper and attacked Ms. Jones. The boys separated the girls but Ms. Jones wasn't finished and start to verbally attack Ms. Fabray again. And that is when Ms. Berry took offence."
Lupe rubs her temple pleading in her head, "So Quinn did not physically or verbally attack anyone?" When the teachers nod she sags in relief. Mr. Harrison gives her a questioning look, "I don't know if you heard but Quinn's parents are deceased and the provisions of her inheritance is she has to stay out of trouble. Since she neither started nor was physically involved with the fight she should be okay."
The three girls looked at each other. They forgot about Quinn's inheritance.
Mrs. Jones waves her hands in Lupe's face, "That's fine and dandy but your girl attacked mine along with her friend they need to be punished."
Santana scowls, "Your girl called my girl Quinn a cold be with no feeling and then called my girl Rachel a slut. She attacked us for no reason. It's not our fault if Sam broke up with her."
Quinn mutters, "She called them both sluts not just Rachel."
Hector narrows his eyes, "My daughter and her uh friends were just defending themselves from an unwarranted attack. If anyone should be punished it should be Mercedes."
Mrs. Jones turned and started yelling at him. Lupe glared at the woman and started yelling over her. Fuck my headache is so much worse, thinks Harrison.
Shelby bangs her hand against the desk effectively shutting up the parents. "Okay please calm down I realize that everyone is upset. We also realize that emotions were running high this morning. With that in mind since these girls are good students the girls with exception of Quinn 3 weeks of detention. On the days the Glee club meet the detention will be during lunch."
Lupe glares at the girls, "Don't think that's all. Santana, Rachel you're grounded for the duration of your detention. School, Glee that's it. No cell and no internet unless its school related. The rest we'll go over at home."
Quinn raise her hand tentative, "Um am I grounded as well Mami?"
Lupe sighs, "No Quinn you didn't actually do anything wrong."
Mrs. Jones glares at everyone, "I hardly think that's fair since my girl is the one with bruises here. Let's go 'Cedes I'm taking you to see a doctor and if anything's wrong your daughter will be held responsible."
"But Mama its Glee today," she chases after her.
"Stop whining girl I'll get you back in time for practice."
Harrison looks to everyone else, "You're free to go girls. Mr. and Mrs. Lopez it was nice to meet you. Hopefully next time we meet it'll be under better circumstances. Shelby good luck. Figgins we'll talk about Schuester tomorrow." He waves bye to everyone before he leaves the office.
Shelby turns to Figgins and asks sweetly, "Would you mind terrible sir if I borrow your office? I have a couple things I need to discuss with the Lopez's."
Figgins smiles happy that the issue was resolved with little involvement from him, "Yes Shelby of course. I'll go check to make sure William left the building as instructed."
Shelby waits until Figgins leave the office and turns to glare at her daughter, "Rachel I'm very disappointed in you. The both of you actually. I understand that you were defending your girlfriend. But this could have been a lot worse. It could have effected getting into college. And thank god you didn't get into the fight Quinn. You're eighteen now legally an adult you would have been charged with assault to a minor and your inheritance you would have lost control of that."
Rachel hangs her head sniffling, "I'm sorry Mom. I wasn't thinking I just reacted."
Shelby blinks back tears this is the first time Rachel ever called her 'Mom', "I understand that sweetie but next time think all of you."
Santana smiles at her parents shyly, "I'm sorry too Mami, Papi I just saw red when she started calling my girls names like that."
Hector massages his temple, "I know mija but you can't do things like that anymore. You all have to think about your future."
Santana grins sheepishly, "Do you three think that maybe our punishment could start tomorrow? Please me and Rachel planned a surprise for Quinn since it's her birthday."
Lupe shakes her head, "Unbelievable mija." She looks to Hector who shrugs than Shelby who rolls her eyes, "I guess only because Quinn didn't do anything wrong and I don't want to ruin her birthday."
Santana and Rachel grin wide, "Thank you Mami!"
Quinn smiles happily at the girls then starts to frown, "Um Shelby what happened with Mr. Schue?"
Lupe draws, "What did that jack ass do now?"
Rachel scowls, "He told Santana to shut the fuck up and he blamed everything on Quinn."
Santana adds, "He also stood back and didn't even try to stop the fight."
Shelby smirks, "Don't worry Lupe, Hector he's been taken care of. As of now he's suspended without pay and will be investigated. I'll be surprised if he has a job by the time it's done."
Lupe smirks satisfied for the moment, "Good I'd really like to get my hands on that pendejo though."
Santana confused, "Hey Shelby I'm kinda confused to why you were there in the first place. I mean how did you know that there was going to be a fight?"
Shelby giggles girlishly, "Well I wasn't planning on you too fighting that was a surprise. I planned on the superintendent to walk in on Schue yelling and fighting with me. Sue got him to come this morning on the pretense of trying to weasel more funding for the cheerios."
The girls look at her in awe, "You're some kind of evil genius Mom."
Shelby mocks patting herself on her back, "Maybe just a little. Now get to class before you miss anymore. I have to go see if mine is still standing."
"Shelby?"
"Yes Lupe?" She turns back around.
"Come around the house later tonight and celebrate with us when these girls go out on their date."
Shelby smile big, "Of course I'll you then. Girls get to class."
Hector pushes the girls to the door, "Yes get to class before we change our minds about that date tonight."
Santana and Rachel grab Quinn and rush her out the door, "Si Papi! Love you go get some sleep!"
Lupe and Hector sigh exhausted, "She has a good plan mi amor. Let's go get some sleep esposa."

The rest of the day passed in a blur for the girls. By the time they made it to class the whole school knew about the fight. The girls knew they got off lucky but they weren't about to stand by and let anyone insult their girl. Quinn was in a happy cloud all day because she finally got her Santana back. The one that she could always depend on the one that went away when Brittany moved to town. Not only that, she got a fierce little diva. She smiled giddy minus the fight this was shaping up to be the best birthday ever.
Quinn saw Finn glaring at her. He heard about the detention and Schue's suspension he wasn't happy about it. At least Glee will be over with no one there to direct them. Quinn waves at him laughing at his weak glare. Ever since Jesse kicked his ass he's kept he's distance which was fine with her as long as he stand away from her girls she was happy. From what she heard from the Gleek jocks he was one mistake away from being kicked out of football. Quinn thinks it couldn't have happened to a nicer boy.
Rachel as far as she knew was the only one worrying about Glee. They had no director and without one they will surely lose at sectionals. It was a little more than a month away. Hopefully she'll be able to convince the Gleeks to change the routines since the one Schue put together has nothing to do with the theme which was oh my god love songs.
Santana strutted around with Rachel tucked under one arm and Quinn in the other feeling like a fucking pimp. She knows she almost screwed up royally but she's Santana Fucking Lopez and no one messes with her girls.
The trio walk in ignore the weak glares of Kurt and Mercedes and walk to their normal seats in the back of the room. They sit holding waiting for the inevitable fighting to start. Quinn made her girls promise to behave themselves and not fight this time.
Kurt is the first one to start harping, "I hope you three are happy. Now because of you we have no director and Glee will probably be shut down."
Rachel stands up smoothing down her skirt, "If I may I have a plan Kurt."
Finn snorts, "Of course you do Treasure Trail. You couldn't wait for Schue to leave so you can try and take over. Well guess what no one cares about your fucking opinions!"
Quinn tightens her hold on Santana before she could jump up and start swinging on the idiot. When a voice booms at the door, "Is that so Mr. uh, what's your name again?"
Finn frowns at the teacher, "I'm Finn Hudson who are you?
The trio and their friends stare confused at Shelby. She smirks walking calmly to the center of the room, "My name is Shelby Corcoran and I'll be your new director since Mr. Schue was removed."
Puck and Sam fall on each other trying to muffle their laughter. Because oh god this is going to be good.
"Right Mr. Hudson I don't know what kind of club Mr. Schue was running," she shots her daughter and her friends a mocking glare. "But I will not tolerate that kind of disrespect in my club. Next time I hear that you'll be kicked out. Am I clear Mr. Hudson?"
Finn sulks he's going to fucking hate this new teacher he can already tell, "Yes ma'am."
Shelby drags a chair to the middle of the room and sits down crossing her legs, "Now today's meeting won't be a full one because we have to restructure the whole routine."
Mercedes yells, "Why? That's not fair! This was my solo. I mean duet with Kurt. Why do we have to change anything?"
Shelby stares unimpressed at the girl, "If you would let me finish instead of interrupting me than you would know Ms. Jones. We have to restructure the routine because Mr. Schuester failed to comply with this year's theme which is love songs or love lost. So we need new three routines. One solo, one duet and one group number. Now in order to be fair we will have a competition Wednesday the best auditions will be our new soloists and after we get that done we'll work on chorography."
Mercedes sulks leaning over to Kurt, "It's still not fair you should keep the people who already have the parts."
Shelby rolls her eyes, "Ms. Jones I'm unimpressed by your attitude. If this was the real world you have been fired by now. You're not Beyoncé so guess what you're replaceable. If you wish to continue with this attitude there's the door and that goes for anyone else."
Brittany raises her hand, "Ms. Corcoran does this mean me and Artie aren't singing the song?"
Shelby stares at her unimpressed by the wide eyed innocent look. If she hadn't heard firsthand what this girl was capable of she might've fell for it, "Yes Ms. Pierce you'll have to audition if you want one."
Brittany throws herself back pouting this was so unfair. She narrows her eyes this woman looks so much like Rachel.
Shelby stands up, "Now that's all I have to say. If you wish to audition they will be held as I said Wednesday in the auditorium." She glance briefly at the trio and winks.
The trio sit back a little stunned back very happy. They just might have a chance after all. The former cheerios can tell their diva is skimming already by the look on her face. The only question is it a solo or a duet.
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