In most of these glee stories where they're all together (the Fabanges), the parents go overseas for a wedding during the Trio's freshman year of high school. They just usually return. This is what happens when they didn't.

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Laura Fabray was in shock. She barely heard the voice coming down her cell phone line telling her the details.

"Ms. Fabray!" The man shouted.

She shook herself. "Yes?"

"I'm sorry to be the bearer of bad news. Your parents' deaths are very tragic. Unfortunately there isn't much in the way of remains for you to identify. There will be a lawsuit against the airline so if you and your siblings want your names added to that, let me know.

If you have any more questions, feel free to call me back or have your family attorney reach me at my number."

"Yes." She stammered.

"Please take care."

"Thank you."

"Yes. Goodbye." He hung up.

The phone slid from her listless fingers. "Goodbye."

The door opened to admit one of her roommates, Cassidy Banks. Cassidy noticed her horrified vestige and ran to her. "What's wrong?! What's going on?!"

Laura turned stricken eyes to her and opened her mouth.

ATU

Laura opened the door and walked inside, shutting the door behind her and locking it. She dragged her wheeling suitcase to the den and sat down.

It was quiet in the house but she expected that. Everyone was in school. She took a deep breath.

The front door opened so she stood and went to see who it was.

It was Marcy Jones. She looked up from pulling her luggage inside. "Hey."

Laura took the time to study her. She looks so somber. Does she know? "Need help?"

"Yeah." Marcy's voice was softer than usual.

Laura was surprised. Marcy didn't ask for nor accept help. "Okay."

A man, the taxi driver, came up with Marcy's trunk. "Where you want this?"

"First room on the left. Green door." Laura instructed.

He nodded and waited for the girls to clear a path. He took the heavy trunk upstairs and set it just inside the room before coming back down the stairs. He touched his hat before leaving.

Laura shut and locked the door. "Let's get this stuff upstairs."

Gathering all the bags up, they took them upstairs and to the green room.

Marcy pushed her trunk to its customary location at the end of her bed. Then she set the bags on her bed. "How long will I be here?"

Laura stilled her hands from unpacking. "You're not going anywhere."

"Okay."

Laura stared at her hard. "Is something wrong?"

"Why would anything be wrong?"

"Look at me."

Marcy took her hands from Laura and went to the bathroom.

Laura sighed. The thirteen year old had been a lot more distant for the past ten months. At first she lashed out but now she was cold. Something else she'd have to fix…

She went to the jade door and knocked lightly. "We have to go to get the others. I'm going to get you a juice box and some pretzels but then we have to go. Alright?"

Marcy didn't answer so Laura sighed and went downstairs.

ATU

"I don't understand." Principal Figgins admitted.

"I'm taking Marcus Donald, Michael, Mercedes Catherine and Quinn out for the rest of this week and all of next." Laura repeated.

"Why?"

"Something's come up. They need to be at home."

"Is there a problem at home?"

"Yes."

He nodded. "How is your first year in college going?"

"Could you just call them please?"

He realized she wasn't doing so well so he nodded again and set up the PA system so he could call the four to his office.

"Thank you."

He stared her down, worried. "Is there anything I can do?"

"Unfortunately no."

"Will they be back?"

"I don't know. We'll see. Excuse me." She stood up and left the glass office. She went to sit next to Marcy. "How are you?"

Marcy watched her with her sage olive eyes. "You have news."

"What?!" Laura freaked out.

"Did you do something?"

"Why would I have done anything?"

"You want to talk about something with all of us. Will our parents be there?"

"No."

"Then you did something that you want us to hide from them."

"Yes." Laura let her think that.

But Marcy was suspicious. If only she could climb out of her own despair to focus on Laura.

Soon enough, the others showed up.

"What's up?" Marc Jones demanded. "I was in study hall."

"I was in class and we got called down like freaks!" Quinn Fabray was humiliated.

"Is something wrong?" Mercedes Jones asked.

"Why are you home? Break's not for another two weeks." Mike Chang was suspicious himself.

Laura puts her index finger and thumb in her mouth to whistle. "Go home. I have to get Mal and Maddie."

"Go home?" Quinn protested. "I have cheer practice!"

"I have volleyball." Mercedes put in.

"And I have basketball." Mike added.

"I don't care." Laura was bone tired. "Go home. Wait for me at the Joneses."

"But-!" The Trio started.

"Guys!" Marc raised his voice before lowering it. "Just go home."

"Get your homework before you go. For the next few weeks." Laura slid in.

The Trio stomped off- well Quinn stomped as the other two tried to calm her down.

"Marcy, go wait for Laura in her car." Marc commanded.

Laura gave Marcy her keys and the teen left without a word. "I'm worried about her."

"We can deal with her later. I'm worried about you." He took her hands.

"I have something to tell you that you're not going to like."

"Just tell me." He looked at her steadily.

She almost did. "Go get your homework."

"Laura,-"

"Please?"

He kissed her. "Fine. But we're talking at home."

"Okay."

ATU

Mal Chang ran to Laura's car and threw open the passenger door. "Marcy!"

Marcy stared at him.

He deflated. "You still don't feel good?"

She shook her head.

"That's okay. I'll make you feel better." He hugged her before shutting the door and getting in the back.

Laura got in and drove to their old elementary school to get Maddie. That proved to be no problem and the quartet went home.

Marc was waiting. "We're home."

"Go into the den." Laura instructed the younger children, who followed her commandment.

"Are you okay?" Marc helped her take off her layers.

"Not really."

"Is it something bad?"

"Yes."

"You don't have a boyfriend, do you?"

She started. She had begun to see someone but that was over now. It had to be. "No."

"Then what is it?" He cupped her cheeks.

"I should tell you all together."

He kissed her gently before letting her go. "Then let's go." He took her hand and led her into the den.

Laura took a deep breath as they all looked at her expectantly. She should just say it. "There was an accident."

"An accident?" All seven repeated. "What kind of accident?"

"A plane crash."

"Who was hurt?" Mercedes fretted with a nibble of her bottom lip.

"Our parents."

"What?!" All seven gaped at her before asking questions.

Laura whistled again. "They didn't make it."

"What?" Maddie Chang started crying. "What does that mean?"

"I don't believe you!" Quinn yelled.

"But we saw them yesterday?" Mercedes was hurt and confused.

Laura sat beside Maddie. "It means that they're dead. Do you remember what death is?"

Maddie nodded. "It's where you go to sleep and don't wake back up."

"Yeah."

Maddie sobbed. "Why?! Can't we wake them up?!"

"No, we can't."

Maddie threw herself into the blonde's arms and wailed.

"You're lying!" Quinn shot up.

"Quinn,-" Laura tried.

"No, no, no!" Quinn ran out and upstairs.

Mike patted Mercedes' leg and stood up. The young girl stood with him and both went upstairs to comfort their triplet.

"How are you guys?" Laura asked the duo on the couch.

"They're gone?" Mal couldn't believe it.

Laura nodded. "Yeah."

"Oh."

Marcy stood up.

"Where are you going?" Laura didn't want her to go off the deep end.

"I'm tired. I'm going to take a nap."

"Are you sure? We can talk-"

"No." Marcy went to leave when Mal popped up and went with her.

Marc moved to sit on Maddie's other side. He rubbed her back gently, completely blown away.

Laura touched his arm as she rocked with the weeping Maddie.

He took her hand and squeezed it.

ATU

"So what are we gonna do?" Marc asked as soon as they closed his door on Maddie, who'd fallen asleep crying.

Laura went to Mercedes's purple door and opened it. The Trio was asleep as well. So she went to Marcy's door and saw Marcy and Mal were asleep as promised.

"Come on. I'll make tea." He jerked his head towards the stairs.

She followed him down the steps and to the kitchen, where he put on the kettle. She sat at the nook and watched him putter around. "How are you feeling?"

He didn't answer right away. "I'm upset of course."

"Of course." She nodded.

He lifted a shoulder and kept his back to her. "I'm more worried about what's going to happen to us."

"I think we need to get through their funerals first. I've already made plans-"

"Whoa, what?!" He whipped around. "How long have you known about this?!"

"Since yesterday."

"Since yesterday?!"

"Yes." She didn't know how to calm him down.

"And you didn't think to tell us?!"

"You all deserved to know face to face and together."

"We deserved to know when you knew! Who even told you?! Why didn't we get a call?!"

"Marc,-"

"Why?!"

She swallowed. "Because I'm their emergency contact when they all leave together."

"You?! Why you?!"

"Marc, I'm the oldest-"

"So what?! We're their kids, too! We deserved to know when it happened!"

"Marc,-"

"I gotta go!" He threw up his hands. "I gotta think!" He stormed out.

She followed behind him. "Where are you going?!"

"I can't be around you right now!" He stuffed his feet in his boots and grabbed his heavy coat.

"I know you're angry-!"

He yanked open the door and sighed deeply before looking back at her. "I'm going for a drive."

She stared at him, wounded.

"I'll be back in an hour. Promise." He kissed her forehead then went through the portal, closing the door behind him gently.

She touched the door, knowing he was just processing things in his own way. She just wished he would have stayed.

As she worried over the situation, the kettle whistled.

ATU

Laura sat up when she heard footsteps behind her in the den. "Marcy! How was your nap?"

Marcy lifted a shoulder before curling up in a chair. "I'm cold."

Laura blinked in surprise. Marcy never got cold, often leaving her coat open or off. "You're cold?!"

Marcy folded into herself and laid her head on the arm of the chair.

Laura watched her carefully. Was this Marcy being Marcy or was she reacting to their parents' deaths? "Do you want me to turn the heat up?"

Marcy nodded.

"I could make you tea." Laura held up her own cup.

Marcy didn't react, staring at her with unnerving unblinkingness.

"Okay, I'll make you tea." Laura set her tea aside and went to make Marcy a cup of tea. She brought it back and set it on the side table before covering Marcy with an afghan from a sofa.

Marcy simply shivered.

Laura sat back down and folded her legs under herself.

It was quiet in the house as everyone else was still asleep and the TV was on mute.

Suddenly Marcy reached out an arm and grabbed her mug to take a cautious sip.

Laura relaxed.

Steps echoed on the hardwood as Mercedes walked in.

Laura turned to view her. "Hey, honey. Come in."

Mercedes came and sat next to her. "Is it true? Could it be a bad dream?"

Laura gave her, her mug. "Drink this."

"I don't want that." Mercedes looked at her with heartbreak in her chocolate eyes. "I want to know why-!"

"Come here." Laura set the mug on the coffee table and opened her arms.

Mercedes threw herself on her big sister and sobbed.

Laura rocked with her as she did Maddie. She whispered endearments to her softly as she rubbed her back.

Finally the tears slowed and Mercedes sat up. She wiped at her eyes. "What are we going to do?"

"I'm going to take care of everything. I promise." Laura felt that deep in her soul. She'd do whatever she had to do to keep her siblings safe, happy and most importantly, together.

ATU

Mike shook his head. "I don't think this is a good idea, Mercy."

"She's going to be up all night." Mercedes sniffled. "Who do you think she's going to want up with her?"

Mike made a face. "Us."

"We have to wake her up."

He reached out and shook Quinn's shoulder. She frowned and swatted at him. He shook her harder. She began whining. "You have to get up, Lucy."

"Quinn!" She growled.

"Just wake up."

She peeled her eyes open and glared at him.

He kissed her. "Mercy made me do it."

Mercedes' mouth fell open and she hit him.

Quinn giggled.

"You're so mean…" He pouted.

Mercedes hit him again. "Don't call me mean!"

"Abuse!"

Both girls giggled.

He looked at them seriously. "We should go."

Quinn sat up with a frown. "I don't want to. What if it's true?"

Mercedes laid next to her. "It is."

"Laura's a liar. She could be lying."

"Why would she lie about this?" Mike pointed out.

Quinn scowled. "But we just saw them. They were fine."

"They were in a plane accident, Quinn."

"I hate that word. "Accident"…" She sneered.

"Me too." Mercedes mumbled.

"Yeah." Mike sighed. "It sounds like no big deal but it is."

The trio sat still before Mercedes sat up and hit Quinn's knee. "Come on. I think Laura ordered out."

The set left the older Leo's room and traveled downstairs. Marc was back and he along with Mal, Maddie, Marcy and Laura were in the dining room.

Laura had indeed ordered out. It was Mexican.

They sat and Marc prayed before they started eating quietly.

"What's going to happen to us?" Maddie asked suddenly.

"Nothing." Laura swallowed her sip of tea. "I'm making arrangements for them and we're going to go to their funerals next week."

"How is that gonna go?"

"We'll follow the traditions of each of their cultures."

Maddie nodded slowly. "When are we going?"

"We're leaving Saturday night to go to Japan."

"What are we going to do after?"

"We'll be going to Sweden."

"No, I mean after the funerals."

"We'll come back here and hold a memorial at the house so our neighbors can say goodbye."

Maddie nodded. "Okay."

Laura was glad she was satisfied with those answers but knew more questions were coming.

ATU

Marc pulled Laura to his room. "Sleep with me."

"Marc-"

"I'm serious. Just sleep."

"Are you still angry with me?"

"I don't want to fight." He pulled her inside the brown room and shut the door.

"I don't think you were mad at me. I think you were mad about the situation."

"I'm not doing this." He was dead serious.

"Fine." She went to his closet for nightwear.

He sighed. This was going to be the first of many long nights…