AUTHORS NOTE: Again, just WOW. The amount followers and support this fic is getting is AMAZING! 1.15K READERS LAST SUNDAY. WOAH. Thank you! Also, thank goodness for the Easter break or I wouldn't have been able to write so much (PROBABLY DOING ANOTHER UPDATE BEFORE THE END OF THE WEEK). Although, warning I may not be able to update as fast during the exam season. I hope you guys won't get tired of waiting :(

I know I said that the story revolve around the tweet but I feel as though I need to talk about HeYa's past to do them justice. So after contemplating about the plot I've decided to do many time jumps to build solid context about HeYa's relationship.

Basically what I'm trying to say is, we have a long journey ahead of us :P This "mini-series" will be EXTENDED.

So...

1. Give me ships you want to see. Which friendship and whatever
- nat425, I hear you friend! Because I'm doing more chapters about HeYa's past, we'll DEFINITELY see more of Cory

2. Any events you guys want to read about? Paleyfest? Comic-con? I will try to incorporate them where they seem fit.

3. Well... just say anything you guys want really :P

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All mistakes are mine, sorry!

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July 2013

Cory's death was unfathomable. No one could have seen it coming and it shook the very foundation of Glee but not the relationships between the cast. The person who pulled them altogether somehow made it sure that his passing will not lead to the deterioration of their friendship but into deeper, stronger and more seeded understanding bonds.

Naya and the cast were so sure that Lea would not want to carry on filming Glee. That the show will abruptly end in season 4. After hearing Cory's passing, the series regulars came together to discuss the show without Lea as she took some time to herself. As everyone gathered around the meeting room, two spaces were left vacant; there was a moment before the meeting started where everyone was either looking hopefully at either the door or at the chairs. Hoping Lea will come skipping in with Cory beside her, grinning at them.

The seats remained empty.

Everyone pretty much thought that it would be for the best to end the show right there and then. It felt wrong to continue "Glee" without… Well, without glee.

Cory brought hilarity, joy and happiness in the set and the cast. He cared deeply about his friends and the plotlines. He would always ask people if they were ok, always wanting everyone to be cheerful. When people asked him in return he would always just smile and reassure them that he was perfect. Naya now wonders how many "Perfect" was actually perfect and how many of those "perfect" were actually silent cries for help.

When Cory heard about how badly written Finn was in Glee 300th Musical Performance, outing Santana. He was not happy. He pushed Ryan to conform to his request. Ryan had to reshuffle songs to include Cory's appeal for Finn to serenade Santana: a stripped down cover of "Girls Just Want to Have Fun" in "I Kissed a Girl". It wasn't acting when they filmed the scene; all of the emotions were real. It wasn't just Finn singing to Santana; it was Cory singing to Naya to show his support towards their relationship, Cory encouraging Heather and Naya to be together. Naya still listens to the track every now and then.

Lea proved the cast wrong when she took over Cory's leadership and continued to stride forward. Lea pushed the writers to rewrite the whole Season 5; they were so close to the first deadline of the first episode that schedules had to be adjusted. The sudden death of their friend caused everyone to reminisce the glory days of Glee. Especially what went about in the Glee Tour, which none of them can bring themselves to regret.


Glee Tour May 21- July 3rd, 2011

It was the Wednesday before their first show on tour which was in Las Vegas on the 21st.

"Naya I need you…"

One phone call

That was all it took Naya to have her breaking so many laws as she broke the speed limit and run past so many red lights in the span of 6 minutes. The normally 20 minute drive from her apartment to Heather's and Ashley's was cut almost a three quarter short. Naya was surprised she didn't have her license rebuked to be honest. So, dressed in nothing but her sweats she haphazardly threw on- which was on backwards by the way- and an oversized t-shirt; she dashed out of her apartment in 2am in the morning.

The brunette was panicking. Heather's voice over the line was not something unusual, it was the way the Latina heard her friends lips tremble on the last syllable. Something wasn't right and her gut was telling her to defy gravity and fly across LA to get to the blonde. Unfortunately for her, jet packs weren't exactly an available mode of transport, nor can she drive a broom so she had to settle for driving.

After arriving at Heather's in record time, the Latina stilled herself and checked her appearance in the rear view mirror of her old beaten down Peugeot which cost her more to get fix than the car itself; she took in her appearance. "Just got out of bed in 2am due to a friend's phone call" just about summed her up right. Naya cursed under her breath as her hair stuck up like she was electrocuted, she did however praise herself for remembering to put on a bra before leaving the house. Not wanting to seem like she drove live a crazy stalker- which she did- the woman decided to stay in the car for a few minutes to fix herself a bit. Naya combed through her hair trying to tame it. After a few pulls and tugs, she at least looked a bit like Bellatrix Le Strange instead of Einstein. Irritated at her homeless look, Naya threw the car door open, she was just about to slam it shut when she saw a roll of Polo's in the console of her car. She hastily grabbed the mints and stuffed four of them in her mouth.

The girl climbed up the stairs and rung Heather's apartment, not long after; the lock of the door to the building clanged open and a low buzzing sound emitted from the security of the door. Heather didn't even bother asking who it was. Naya let herself in and jumped up two flights of stairs before she came to a half outside her friend's apartment. Naya reached for the doorknob to open the door which she knew would be unlocked for her and closed and locked it gently after entering the vicinity.

The soft tap of her foot against the wooden floor was the only sound which echoed in the room. Naya found herself stood in the living room of the apartment where in front her was a blue loveseat couch; the room was lit up by only one tall lamp which was at the corner of the room next to the television. The Latina could make up Heather's slumped figure on the couch; she walked quietly around to join her friend who she found was clutching on her phone, curled up and was wrapped in a blanket.

The cushion dipped as she seated herself down. "Hey…" Naya whispered. Heather pulled herself up and scooched over to her best friend. Naya rested her back on the sofa and placed her left arm around the blonde as Heather snuggled unto her, the blonde nestled her head on her chest. Naya feared for a moment that Heather could hear the way her heart raced at their closeness. It was soon forgotten though when she felt movements underneath the blanket which was now draped over the both of them, as Heather look for her right hand. Naya moved her limb to hold Heather's hand on her lap. The two settled in a comfortable silence, Naya was never the kind to push thing out of people and in return they respected privacy. The brunette was content sitting intimately with Heather; she would wait until her best friend was ready to talk.

"He doesn't want me to go…" The previously recluse girl broke the silence.

"Oh?" Naya replied.

"He said that, me going on the tour will mean that that's it for us. Not getting back together again."

Naya wanted to say "Good! It's about time! Leave him! Come to the tour with me and we'll have a great time! We'll get drunk in different cities and forget that, that douchebag was ever in your life!"

Except Heather needed a friend right now, and that's not what a friend who is not head over heels in love with the blonde would say.

So she settled for a safer reply, which she knows will still break her heart if her friend gives her the answer she dreaded.

"What did you say?"

"I said he was being unfair…'"

"Damn right he's being unfair! The prick ditched you for baseball games for god sake!" Naya screamed in her head.

"And that we're not even together now, so how could he demand such thing from me!"

Naya listened as Heather ranted in frustration.

"I said, 'So it's ok for you to leave me so you can play with a stick and a ball. But I'm not allowed to do what I want?!" The blonde said.

"Then he accused me of being selfish and said that baseball was different because it was something he had been dreaming about doing since he was you. Also, he said that it's different because he was just in another state. But the tour will involve me leaving the country, and that he couldn't live with that so if I go, that's it."

"Uhum… Then what happened?" Naya asked.

"I said that maybe that's fine. 'Maybe I want it to be over' and slammed the phone on him." Heather finished.

"And do you?" Naya knows she's probably going to hate herself for asking that. The pair stayed in their close position throughout the conversation.

"I don't know…" Heather answered truthfully. "I don't know, maybe? I just. I'm not happy anymore…" she replied tiredly. Heather felt Naya nod to let her know that she was listening.

And then there it was, "What do you think I should do, Nay?" Naya felt Heather angle her head up so she could Naya's face. The Latina was quiet for a moment, thoroughly thinking about her words. She gulped before opened her lips to let the other girl know what she thought.

"I think… I think you need to do what will make you happy..." Naya responded, she kept her head straight purposely avoiding Heather's eyes because she knows. She knows that her eyes will betray her words if she looks at those blue eyes that can read her so well. Naya knows that Heather will see her desperate pleas for the blonde to stay with her, not just for the tour but in general.

"…If you think Taylor will make you happy then stay, but… If you think you'll be happier away and you think that it's worth throwing what you and him could be… then come to the tour." Naya finished.

"But I don't know what will make me happy…" Heather sighed.

Naya knows what the blonde is asking her to say, Heather was asking her to make the decision for her.

She couldn't do that.

She loves Heather too much to take away that liberty from her.

"I can't make the choice for you Hemo" Naya answered back.

She took a deep breath and looked down towards the blonde, right into her eyes as she said the following words. "But… what I can promise you is that, if you come to the tour; I will do my very best to make you happy." She replied whole heartedly.

The double meaning of the promise and the gravity of the commitment she was offering Heather was something Naya meant completely.

"If you leave him to be with me, I will do everything I can to make you happy."

Naya can never say those actual words to her friend and she figures that Heather never will pick up on the true meaning behind them. But still, she hoped that the blonde would, and that she would also accept her offer.

The pair fell into another silence. This time it lasted throughout the night as Heather fell into a deep slumber in Naya's arms. After hearing the blonde girl's breath even out, Naya too surrendered herself to lethargy.

The next morning the two found themselves snuggling on the cramped couch, Naya being the big spoon and Heather the smaller one. It should have been uncomfortable, their muscles should be sore and their backs should be aching but never had the pair slept so well before.

After being woken up by Ashley who came back from her lovely walk of shame, the trio had breakfast together. Naya adores Ashley but sometimes she just wants to punch her in the face for being such a bother. The Latina pretended sleep just to have Heather in her arms a little longer but Ashley being Ashley, acted like the little asshole she was.

For god sake.

After their meal, it was time to Naya to leave. She had to pack for the tour and had to do some errands before she left. They were leaving bright and early on Friday for their show in Las Vegas on the Saturday. Naya bid her friend goodbye, they didn't say any more about last night. Heather simply told Naya that she'll call her later to confirm if she was going tomorrow. Naya nodded and gave Heather a hug. It was firm; it said that no matter what Heather chooses to do, she will have Naya's support.

Naya didn't get a call from Heather.

It was like a school trip, the cast met at the Paramount studios to catch a coach to the airport, they'll arrive in Vegas before lunch and they'll have the rest of the day off before the rehearsals and the shows the following day. Naya who was crowded around Ryan as he gave them a pep-talk, was stood on her tiptoes looking at the crowd to see if she could find the blonde girl she hoped to see. Except she was only met with disappointment when didn't find her.

Naya asked the rest of her cast mate if they heard from Heather, unfortunately; Amber claimed she heard Ryan on the phone to the dancer talking about some problem to which Kevin confirmed that he heard too. The Latina took it as her friend cancelling on the tour. Naya's heart sunk in disappointment.

The brunette was quiet throughout the journey to Vegas, she was like the little girl sat alone in the school bus as her friend fell ill and had to miss school. She was laughing and talking to people but not as animated as usual.

When the cast arrived at Caesar's Palace hotel, Naya was given a double bed room. The casts were bunking with one another and she was meant to stay with Heather. Since the blonde seemed to have boycotted the tour, Naya had the large and empty room all to herself.

"It's going to be a long tour…" Naya thought.

The group of friends walked around Vegas with awe-inspiring eyes as they enjoyed the new setting. They took countless of photos of another laughing and videoing each other's antics. They were out for most of the day and only came back to the hotel to get change as they all agreed on clubbing and checking out the casino's. So as everyone retreated to their shares rooms, Naya went back to hers, not looking forward to the desolate space. As she approached her room, to her surprise; her door was already unlocked.

"What the fuck?" Naya said which caused the other actors to stop and crowd around her to see what was up. Naya entered the hotel room cautiously and saw the door to the bathroom door shut. The other crept up behind her, also inspecting the room.

"It couldn't be…" Naya thought.

Not long after, the doorknob to the en-suite bathroom jingled. The cast held their breath as they waited for the intruder to emerge. As the door was flung open, there she was; Heather in jeans and a simple white V-neck shirt.

"Erm… Hi guys" she greeted the group of people in an unsure and amused tone.

Naya who was previously confused as fuck, let out a small smile of disbelief at first until it grew to a full grown grin when Heather walked towards her to give her a warm hug. After a moment of shock, she immediately raised her arms up to hug her best friend fiercely in return. Their friends, who noticed Naya's gloomy demeanour, released simultaneous "aww's"; glad that Heather could make it and how Naya was immediately put into a much lighter and joyful mood.

Damn gurl, Imma be so glad to see you" Kevin slurred.

It was well past midnight and most of the cast thought it was a good idea to get roaring drunk, one of them being Kevin.

Sometime in the middle of their adventure that night, they've all come to disperse into tiny little groups. Chris, Amber, Jenna and Dianna decided to indulge themselves, getting massage and all pampered up for tomorrow. The guys: Chord, Darren, Mark and Harry decided to try out their luck at the Casino. Lea and Cory were nowhere to be seen. Whilst, Naya, Heather and Kevin decided to relax at the bar. Well it was anything but relaxing as Kevin hollered and laughed at everything, sometime ago forgetting his nationality and deciding to adapt the African- American vernacular speech.

"I'm glad to see you too Kev" Heather replied, giggling the way Kevin was slurring his words; obviously drunk.

"Nah..nah... Like, you don't understaaanddd... Like, Bee here" Kevin slumped his heavy arm around Naya's shoulders who was sitting on his other side. "Yeh? She was acting all too fuckin' damn depressed this morning!" Kevin shouted, Naya cringed at the volume of his voice and at the way he unabashedly updated Heather about her silliness.

"Oh really?" The taller girl teased Naya which made the other girl look at her, the brown eyes were scolding "Don't push it." It said.

"Yeh, yeh... Like.. Legit. When Ramber-"

Ramber?

"Said you not be goin' wiv uz... She looked like a kicked puppy, y'all!"

Heather who was enjoying Kevin run his mouth, laughed at his friend 'outing' Naya. While the tanned girl on the other hand just feigned dismissal of Kevin as she pretended to look around the bar of the casino. Really she just wanted to shut Kevin up.

"Tis true!" Kevin exclaimed. "I mean like... I think... This puppy love..." The Latina tensed at this but didn't want to seem guilty and so she settled for biting the inside of her cheeks.

"Is like... Not puppy love... But like... Dog love ya know... Or like lobsters!" The drunken man moved his hand in front of him and linked his limbs with his thump and pointing finger, just like in "Friends".

Heather's eyes glistened at Kevin's analogy and was enjoying Naya squirm in her seat. It was adorable. It funny how Naya never got used to how their friends teased them.

Except they weren't jokes.

Everyone knows about Naya's feelings for Heather, well except for Heather.

"SHE'S YOUR LOBSTER- OW!"

Naya pinched her friend's thigh and rose from their seat.

"Alright, that's enough McHale. I'm putting you to bed." The brunette said sternly.

Heather saw Naya's burning cheeks and beamed at the smaller girl, even though she knew she was purpose averting her eyes.

"Bu-but..."

"-I'm just gonna bring Kevin to his room Hemo... I'll um... I'll be right back..." Naya mumbled to quietly as she looked around the bar, still refusing to look at Heather.

"Yea sure, do you need help?" The kind girl offered.

"No, no... It's ok. I've got this, Kevin weight like a little girl." Naya replied looking at Heather as she finally forced herself. She needed some air away from Heather after that.

"Ok, be careful. See you in a bit"

And with that, Naya hauled Kevin's ass out of the bar despite the boy's protests. On her way back to the drunken Kevin's room who was dragging his feet, Harry saw Naya struggling. Kevin did not weight like a little girl.

"Damn it Kev, you really need to stop with the cheeseburger Sundays..." Naya grumbled.

"Hey Veiled-Fairy, need a little help?" Harry took Kevin's other shoulder, evening out the weight. Kevin at first resisted Harry, not recognizing who he was and demanding that he gets his hands off him as he was a married man. Naya reassured Kevin that it was Harry and eventually allowed their other friend to help them.

"Thanks" Naya smiled gratefully at Harry as they walked through the Casino, to the elevator.

They arrived in Kevin's room who was swaying as they sat him on his. Naya dismissed Harry and reassured him that she could handle it from there. The tall man bid her a brief goodbye, telling her she'll see him later as he opened the door. Naya gave him a little wave back.

When the door was closed the girl who was half annoyed and half jaunty helped Kevin get undressed for bed, whilst scolding him about Heather. Which was useless really, considering that 86% of the liquid around the boy's body is probably alcohol.

As Naya left Kevin in his boxers and plain white shirt, she tucked him into bed. The man already passed out. Naya gave his friend a peck on the forehead and wished him good night.

Then she slapped his head and chided the grumbling man and said they'll talk tomorrow.

When Naya came back, she found Heather perched up on one of the bar stools sipping on her 30 Purple Rain. Naya saw her politely refused a drink with a fairly handsome guy, claiming she already had a "date". The guy backed down humbly and wished the dancer a good night. Naya felt bad for the guy, he seemed kind. Also he couldn't blame her for trying. Heather looked gorgeous in her white cocktail dress. She stood out from the sea of black and white suits and from the jealous glares of the women around her. Nonetheless she felt exhilarated after she heard Heather referred to her as her 'date'. What? The girl can dream can't she?!

After the guy left Heather, she saw the blonde run her eyes around the area looking for her, Naya presumes. When Heather spotted her not very far away, the brunette gave the blonde a knowing smirk to which Heather rolled her eyes playfully at. She sidled up on the bar stool next to her friend.

"'Date', eh?" Naya teased.

"What? You are." Heather replied simply, little does she know how it made Naya's heart jump like an Olympic gymnast.

"You know, 'chicks before dicks'" the blonde finished, which as much as Naya tried not to let it affect her. Sent her gymnastic heart come flailing down from its ambitious jump.

"Right, of course." Naya replied "But you know…" she added. "You could have gone with the guy, I wouldn't have minded. You know, being single and all…" Naya was slyly asking Heather to confirm her notion to which the blonde picked up on.

"Yea, I could have…" The blonde sighed. "But I just want to be with my best friend right now" Heather replied to Naya with pure honest eyes.

Naya softened at the blonde girl's admission. Her heart broke more for Heather than it did for her own friend zoned heart.

"Well in that case… Let's drink!"

The first live show was exhilarating.

The Glee Cast performed their encore which was "Somebody to Love" and the crowd let out a roar of applause which reverberated through their bodies, it was electrifying! The cast ran out of the stage, laughing and jumping in joy. The girls got emotional from the overwhelming reception and had to take minute to compose themselves.

Naya and Heather throughout the whole night kept each other close at all times, both thrilled and terrified and was in need of comfort from one another. They kept each other grounded.

Their first performance of "Valerie" was a crowd pleaser. Naya's voice trembled at the start but grew stronger as she saw Heather smiling adoringly at her. It pushed her confidence and she begun to truly enjoy the performance when she saw her best friend having the time of her life, doing her dance number with Harry. Their chemistry on the show did no justice in what they actually were like on stage. They fed of each other's energy and the crowd felt it! They fell in love with the duo.

Naya even hugged Kevin whom she blanked the whole day after his catastrophic drunken word vomit. Everyone was hugging everyone and they all wore matching smiles from ear to ear.

Finally Heather and Naya found themselves back in each other's arm and hugged for the nth time. This time they held one another so tight. It had finally sunk in to Naya that Heather was with her. Heather was on tour.

"You're here" Naya whispered in awe to Heather's ear.

"Yea, I'm here. So you better keep your promise" the blonde replied her voice thick with emotions.

This made Naya smile even wider.