I meant to add the next chapter a couple days ago but only just decided which one to post first. These chapters are less chronological as much as they are a series of interconnected one-shots. Ultimately I felt like Mike's chapter fit best.

Enjoy! I own nothing (but I desperately wish my endgame was Canon)

Mike Chang made it home for a long weekend and had spent every moment with his friends. He was happy to spend his break helping to plan the wedding of Brittany and Santana. Because, well for a while there he'd worried that they would never get their shit together.

Their little group was known for their drama and incestuous dating history. He had once heard Sue plotting with Becky to infect one of the gleeks with a deadly virus. She had explained to her assistant that it would only take one to infect the bunch given their inter-dating practices. Mike had obviously reported what he'd heard to Mr. Schuester immediately.

But there had been a few years when Mike had started to doubt that his friends would ever make it down the aisle. The thing about Mike was that he saw things. Well, he saw everything to be specific. Puck was forever joking about him being a ninja but the truth was that he was just quiet. Unlike his friends, he didn't have extroverted-bordering on obnoxious tendencies. It was easy to go unnoticed when you lived a relatively drama-free life within a group of crazies. So Mike saw things that others didn't notice.

For example he was the first person to realise that Quinn was pregnant with Puck's kid. The two of them had whisper-shouted right in front of him. Literally, he'd been standing right behind them.

But with great power came great responsibility. Okay, so Spiderman's uncle said that, sue him. But it applied. Mike saw more things than he should. So he kept his mouth shut, only speaking up when it needed to be done for the good of the people around him. He had kept Quinn's secret for several reasons: He'd known that Finn would go psycho, he knew that Puck would eventually get sick of the lies and/or he figured someone else would blab. He didn't want to start drama. And it just wasn't his secret to tell.

Anyways all of this was basically just to explain how he knew what was going on within his friend group without having to be told.

It had started almost immediately upon his return to Lima. He was hanging out with Brittany and Blaine. Blaine had been given the job of Brittany's helper, and only the two of them seemed to understand what that entailed. But Mike had known Brit a long time and he liked that Blaine seemed to understand her without effort. It was his knowledge of Brittany that gave her away in the end. They'd been playing DDR in Brittany's basement when Brit turned the conversation to Kurt. Mike's eyes had narrowed as she innocently asked Blaine if Kurt still talked to Chandler. Blaine's feet had stopped even before he whipped his head to face her. Blaine searched her face meticulously before accepting her shrug and going back to the game. Mike however hadn't missed the look of very mischievous triumph that crossed the blonde's face.

The next day he'd been sitting in Quinn's living room with Sam as they looked over the flower arrangement options. The three of them had just decided on pink Gerber daisies with white and pink lilies for the bridal bouquets when Santana walked in. She looked over their choices for a few minutes before agreeing. She'd been on her way out when her parting shot caught his attention.

"You guys are awesome but I gotta jet. I left Puck and Rachel at my place working on the ceremony." He watched her twitching lips as she fought to contain a smirk. "I was so sure that all of that unresolved sexual tension would dissipate now that they're just friends." Santana glanced down at her manicured nails as if she hadn't just insulted Sam and Quinn, but Mike knew better. "Whatever. I'd better go before they just splatter the walls with Jewish sex appeal. Later losers."

And with that she was gone. Mike had stared after her in horror as he realised how uncomfortable it all was. He finally looked over to his friends and noticed a defeated Quinn and a concerned Sam. It had taken several moments for them to get back to work on the table settings. And even then it only lasted a few minutes before Quinn had excused herself, picking up her phone and dialing. Sam and Mike had listened awkwardly as she yelled at Puck in the other room. The two of them had bailed pretty quickly as the fight turned dirty, at least on her side (the only side they could hear) with accusations flying and mean high-school nicknames escaping Quinn's lips.

Sam for his part had seemed unfazed. Mike noted that his concern for Quinn had overshadowed any jealousy he might have felt over Rachel and Puck.

But it wasn't until his last night that it all fell into place for Mike. He was more than a little embarrassed that he hadn't pieced it together sooner. There had been several instances during the four days he'd been home but it was only after he watched the last, that the rest of them added together to make a very clear picture.

The group had met up for a night of fun at Breadsticks. He couldn't tell you why they thought that Breadsticks would be fun, but it was important to the brides-to-be and none of them were going to disappoint. In true Glee fashion, there was drama even before the night begun. Quinn was sitting with Sam and Blaine, shooting daggers at Puck where he sat with Rachel and Brittany. He'd watched all of the night's festivities from beside a snarky Kurt and a thoroughly bored Artie. Santana, he'd noticed was also watching the group with interest. As the night wore on, the drinks began to flow and inhibitions started to fail.

It started with Kurt getting up in Brittany's face about the fact that he wasn't involved in the wedding. Santana, of course took offense to his proximity and comments to her fiancé and took over for Brittany. The fight turned ugly, quickly, as all of their friends watched in awe. When he was finally cornered into submission by Santana he'd instead turned on Blaine for sitting there and allowing Santana to treat him that way. There had been a moment of awkward silence before Blaine's chin lifted and he told Kurt that Santana was right and so he'd stayed out of it.

Mike wished that he could say that it had ended with Kurt dramatically throwing his ring at Blaine and storming out. But the boy, because well he wasn't quite a man yet it would seem, snarled some more horrible things at Santana for "ruining his life". And everyone had finally found out the answer to the age-old question "Did Santana really keep razorblades in her hair?"

Thankfully Kurt had scurried out with the first flash of silver but he'd left his spiteful mood behind. Artie and Mike had tried to bring trivial conversation back to the group but failed as Sam snapped at Puck. Everyone had been confused when Sam had taken offense to a fairly innocent joke that Puck was telling Rachel and Blaine. Well, Mike hadn't been confused. Sam had been watching Quinn watch the others and as her mood soured, so did his.

Puck for his part had simply studied his friend before turning back to Rachel and talking about something else. And that should have been it. But then Quinn took offense to Rachel laughing. They all stared wide-eyed as the blonde burst into tears and ran to the bathroom. Rachel, after a few moments of nobody going after her, excused herself and followed Quinn to the bathroom. A few of the gleeks looked mildly concerned but Mike knew that Rachel was more than capable of handling Quinn. Instead he focused on Puck whose gaze hadn't left the hallway that the two women had disappeared down. He turned to Brittany as she started up a seemingly random conversation about how nice it was that he and Quinn were back together.

"And it's so great that you've found someone who understands and shares your religion. Your mom must be so happy!" Brittany exclaimed.

Mike held his breath as Puck stared at the blonde in confusion. "Brit, Quinn isn't Jewish. And she's made it clear that she's never gonna be."

Brittany's face fell. "Oh, but what about your mom? Doesn't she mind?"

And as Puck looked away from the blonde, Mike saw the doubt written on his face. He also noticed the subtle look between Santana and Brittany.

And then it hit him. For some reason unknown, San and Brit had decided to meddle in the love lives of their friends. Kurt and Blaine were no longer together and Blaine didn't really look like someone who'd just been dumped publicly. Sam and Rachel seemed to have paused whatever was going on between the two of them. And as he watched Rachel lead a tear-stained Quinn back to the table, he realised that Quinn and Puck had never been further apart.

He must have been gawping at his friends with his mouth open because Artie leaned over and whispered "Finally worked it out, have you?"

Mike looked at his friend and nodded. He shook his head to clear the haze and sat back with Artie to enjoy the show.

I love this one. Mike is the best and I love writing him. Anything that happened in this chapter may/may not have occurred yet in the following chapters. I'm trying to dig into everyone's psyche and that undermines the timing a bit. I hope everyone is still enjoying it. Thanks for reading.