A/N: Thank you all for the reviews and alerts! :) I'm having a lot of fun writing this fic, so I'm glad you guys enjoy it too. It's taking me a bit longer than I expected to write, so thanks for baring with me. Also, this fic is really going in some crazy directions! Hope you like it...

"And that's how Sue sees it." Sue Sylvester held up a 'C' and nodded her head for the camera to cut away from her. She stood up and headed towards me. "Will."

"I can't believe they still let you come on this show," I said dryly.

"I cashed in my 401K and bought the whole network. Wasn't using it anyway." She shot me one of her infamous grins. "If you'll excuse me, I've got to go fire my security for letting you in."

"Just looking for Finn."

"Don't even bother." She shook her head and walked away. "I think you'll find he's a bit different than that impressionable kid you remember."

I wondered around backstage for a little bit and into the green room. He was relaxing on a couch. He had aged badly, looking like the world had done him wrong. He looked up at me, confused, "Mr. Schue? What are you doing here?"

"I wanted to see your news segment. No, we want to get the glee club back together."

Finn sat there for a long moment, thinking about that. Finally, his eyes widened. "No way. Even if you get everybody else, which you won't, you can count me out. I don't want to see any of them again. Not Quinn. Not Rachel. Not any of them."

"Look, it was a stupid mistake-"

"Yeah, it was a stupid mistake ever to joint that glee club. I can't believe you ever convinced me. Oh yeah, I know about your lie about the pot. You think I'm ever gonna play into your little games? Well, you're wrong." He shot me a dangerous look.

"Finn, will you ever grow up? Why do you think this is some game?"

"I don't know. Maybe there's some competition you think we could win, like nationals." His look deepened, almost a death glare of death.

I just chuckled. "No prizes this time. I just thought you guys could get something even more valuable."

"What's that?"

"Your friendship."

He shook his head. "You might have fooled me in high school, but like I said, your pretty words won't fool me now."

Meanwhile, Puck was leaning against a wall of a dark alley, smoking a cigarette casually. A hidden stage door opened suddenly and out walked a very familiar figure, hidden by sunglasses. Puck blocked her exit and she gasped. "I give my adoring fans a performance once a month and I don't give autographs. Don't you think that's enough?"

"Why are you still in this dead end town?"

She paused and tried to glare behind his own sunglasses. "Who are you?" He took off his sunglasses. "Puck? I didn't recognize you with hair." Rachel pushed past him.

"Hey wait-"

"I don't want to talk to you."

"We're having a reunion." Puck paused. Since when had it been we?

"I know." She turned around. "Artie came by the other day. I'll tell you the same thing I told him. I'm not interested."

"Look, Rachel," he touched her sunglasses and again she gasped. He was too quick for her. Even in the dim light of the alley, he could make out the faded black eye, the scratches on her temple that no amount of stage makeup could hide. "Jeez, Rachel, who did this to you? If I eve get my hands on him, I'll kill him, I swear."

It's not what it looks like. Johnny is a good guy - he means well. After what happened to glee club, I was devastated, do you blame me? Anyway, I met him at a dark moment. My dad, you know, Robert, my real dad, was really sick and he said he'd take care of everything. He was from New York and said he had connections to the best doctors and to Broadway. I really believed him. I know it's taking some time, but I still think everything will work out. I'll be discovered soon, I'm sure."

"What are you waiting for? What happened to the girl I used to know? She was so driven that she would make sure things worked out. She wouldn't let anything or anyone get in her way. And she definitely wouldn't let something like this happen." Puck touched her cheek and she flinched away.

"You don't understand. I had to stay in Lima. First for dad and than because Johnny got a good job over at BJ's. I couldn't leave him. He's my ticket to Hollywood."

"Why are you so naive?" Puck hit the brick wall with his fist. "This guy is dragging you down. He's a jerk and I can't believe you don't realize that."

"Puck, you're the jerk here."

"What?"

"I've seen your ads. You're still the same chauvinist pig I knew in high school."

"It's just a gimmick." He wiped his neck nervously, lying. "I started that job right after high school and I was shocked when my bad attitude actually sold cars. People loved my badassness and I can't drop it now, just like you can't drop this loser you're dating."

Her eyes narrowed. "That's where you're wrong. I can change my life and get rid of Johnny. I'll hop the next train and be in New York before he even realizes I'm gone." She turned and started walking off.

"Rachel?" He followed her and she turned around. "Could you do one favor for me before you go?"

"Sure," she smiled softly.

"Do the glee reunion?"

"I would need an apology signed in blood from Quinn Febray's dead body before I would even consider it." She stalked off.

"You never know." He called after her retreating figure. "People change."