Chibi-Kari: Thanks for the amazing support and wow I couldn't believe how many of my theories were verified last night. Things are about to get intense after this! I still don't own, sadly. I'd love ideas or feedback so feel free. Also my 'k' key is having issues and I've tried to catch all my errors, but I can't promise anything.

Spinning

Rachel stared at the ceiling from her bed. Jesse had left shortly after the tape ended and she questioned him. He didn't even say anything and it really made her question what was a lie. Did he come to her for Shelby? Did Shelby even realize? Did he love her or was he just playing her like everyone had told her?

Her life was spiralling out of control and she didn't like it one bit. The only upside to the entire situation was that she now knew who her mother is.

'My name is Shelby Corcoran and I just want you to know that I am here if you need me. You will always be in my heart and I'm willing to be there for you when or if you need me. I can only hope that you'll come to me no matter what. That and that you share my talent and incredible looks.' Her mother's voice echoed in her mind and she could still remember the song she had sung after. Rachel had always love Les Miserables, On My Own was her audition song and on that tape her mother had sung a perfect rendition of I Dreamed a Dream.

Rachel was Shelby's dream and it was easy to hear on that tape. This is what she had always wanted. She wanted a mother that loved her, but this wasn't in the plan. In her mind the idea of her mother was unrealistic so she would close her eyes and pretend she was someone like Patti LuPone. The irony didn't escape her that her mother sang a song that Patti LuPone had song on the West End.

Rachel closed her eyes tightly. She wasn't sure about any of this. What did it mean for her now? She was competing with her mother's team. Would Shelby really even want to spend time with her? Was this a good idea at all? Or what was her idea even?

Rachel was confused and the only thing she could think of doing at the moment was telling someone. She needed to let someone know. Let someone help her sort this out. Who was the best question. If she told her daddies they might be hurt by her confusion. They could take it as she didn't love them enough. She couldn't talk to Jesse about it. He knew and that hurt her more than anything. She wasn't sure what to say to him at all.

The next day during Glee she could barely bring herself to sing, let alone with all her heart. Her mind was still spinning and a night's sleep didn't seem to help her at all. Finn kept throwing worried glances her way and Jesse couldn't seem to concentrate on singing either. His eyes had watched her face the entire day, but she still hadn't spoken to him. Rachel just wasn't sure what to say. What she even thought about the entire situation.

"Rachel, why don't you get us started with a solo today." Mr. Schue announced with a smile and a gesture.

Before she could even register the words falling out of her mouth she answered him with, "Shelby Corcoran's my mother."

The room feel into a hush and Rachel almost wanted to dig a hole and climb into it.

"Who's that?" Brittney whispered to Santana.

"No idea." Was the soft answer from the Latina.

Mr. Schuester's face was slack and his eyes wide. He took a breath before blinking several times, "As in Vocal Adrenaline's coach?"

The room was absolutely silent as Rachel nodded. She glanced around the room looking at her fellow teammates before taking off through the door.

Jesse watched his girlfriend, or he still hoped she was, run through the door. Her little announcement to New Directions had been a shock to him and based on her face, to her too.

The room stayed silent for almost a minute more before Mr. Schuester levelled a glare on Jesse. "You knew about this?" It was more of a statement than a question.

"I'm not blind." Jesse couldn't help the tone that flew out with the words. This wasn't how he wanted to do this. It was supposed to be a passive transition not spinning out of control like this.

"This was a plan wasn't it?" Finn jumped up and turned on Jesse as several of the other members agreed.

Jesse stood up and sneered, "Yes. One big plan. We went back in time and impregnated Shelby with Rachel and then had her fathers put her on this glee team just to ruin all of you."

The room fell silent again and Jesse could feel his anger at the entire situation bubble inside him. No one even tried to comfort Rachel. The first thing they thought about was their precious little glee club. They were all selfish and that was why they couldn't win. Yes he was a diva and VA's pride, but they worked together. They trusted each other would do anything to help a teammate. These people lived to tear each other down. They were stereotypical high school students and winners weren't stereotypical nor were they like this.

He made his way to the door to find Rachel, but found himself stopping to say one more thing. "You don't deserve her talent anyway."

Slamming the door behind him did help him feel a bit better and he let out a breath and scanned the hall to figure out which direction she had run to. He didn't have to loo far. She was collapsed on the floor against some lockers just staring at her hands.

"Rach." Jesse knelt down in front of her and grasped her hands. She met his eyes and he could see the tears swimming behind them. "What do you want? What do you need me to do?"

"I don't know, Jesse. I just don't know. You knew this entire time didn't you?" Her voice was weak and Jesse knew he didn't like a single thing about it.

"Yes, but I didn't tell you because I didn't want you to find out that way. You shouldn't be burdened with something like that if you didn't want to know." He smiled a little half smile, "Some things are better left unsaid."

Rachel closed her eyes and took a deep breath, "I want to meet her. Can you bring me?"

Jesse nodded and smiled at her. He stood up before reaching down and offering her a hand. She hesitated a moment before placing her hand in his. He pulled her quickly towards his car before she could change her mind.

They sat in silence for a few minutes before Jesse held out his hand.

"What?" Rachel questioned slightly as he turned on to the highway.

"Your Ipod, please."

"What? I don'-"

"Ipod, babe."

She shook her head slightly before digging through her purse and pulling it out.

Jesse looked between the Ipod and the road for a moment before plugging it into his stereo.

Rachel giggled slight at the song that came through the speakers, "Journey to the Past from Anastasia? Seriously?"

Jesse laughed slightly, "I think it's fitting to the situation."

The rest of the ride passed quickly as they both smiled and sung. The ride seemed quicker than she thought. They pulled up to Jesse's old school just after four and the parking lot was empty save for a few cars.

"Go to the auditorium. She'll be there." Jesse stared straight ahead, afraid to look at her.

"You aren't coming with me?" Her voice sounded weak again and Jesse had the urge to promise her the world, but he couldn't.

"You need to do this alone. You'll be fine." He grasped her hand firmly before letting it go.

Jesse leaned his head back against the headrest. He could only hope everything would be okay.

Shelby's world flew into a tail spin as soon as Will Schuester had called her. What she wanted for so long was happening. Her little girl knew who she was. Granted, she was obviously conflicted about the situation, but still. She knew. It was one step closer. She was one step closer to her daughter. She couldn't even say anything to Will when he asked if it was true besides, "She knows now?" But that was all he seemed to need.

She sent the team away early tonight so she could think. Now standing in the middle of the stage looking out she couldn't help but feel astonished.

"Shelby Corcoran?" The small voice off to her right caught her attention quickly. It was her daughter. The beautiful little girl she had given birth to, "I'm your daughter."

Shelby didn't know what to say or actually do now that her little girl was in front of her. She had planned this, but now every scenario she had thought of seemed wrong. Nothing was like this.

"I know."