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Don't own Glee.

It was quarter to ten, and they were all seated inside the meeting room, except for Rachel.

"I swear, I didn't want to go to work today. I'm scared of what he'll say to us," Kurt said.

"Why do you think he wanted to have a meeting with us?" Blaine asked.

"I have no idea," Tina told them.

Rachel finally arrived, entering the room. "Good morning! What's up?"

"End of the world! You still have the chance to leave," Kurt told her seriously.

Just then Finn opened the door and stood in front of them. They all only looked on in silence as he grabbed the whiteboard marker and wrote "1" on the board.

"Number one! That's the only goal we have to reach! How are we going to do that? By coming up with the best anniversary issue ever!" he said.

"Our issue is ready for release, sir," Blaine said.

"Scrap that! I want to change everything!"

"Sir, we only have three weeks before releasing the issue."

"So? That's still three weeks. If we need to stay here twenty-four hours a day, then we'll stay here for twenty-four hours a day!"

"Sir, we don't have enough people," Tina protested.

"That's why you're all here! I already asked Mercedes to contact head hunters to fill in those vacated positions, but in the meantime, we'll work with what we have, and that's you guys!" He paused and looked at them, as Rachel looked adoringly at him, nodding her head. "And for now, I'll be the editor-in-chief. And our theme for the next issue. . . "

"We need paper, Rachel . . .," Blaine murmured.

Rachel took out paper and pens from her bag.

". . .Samson and Delilah," Finn continued.

"Samson and Delilah?" Mike asked, frowning.

"Yes! Samson and Delilah! But the girl will be in between two pillars! Let's have pillars guys!" Finn said while walking to the other side of the room. Rachel was walking around the table to distribute the pens and paper. One of the pens fell to the ground so she bent down to get it, but she didn't notice Finn walking behind her, and she accidentally stepped on his foot.

"Oh! Ow!" Finn yelled, shaking his head.

"S-sorry," she murmured, but Finn just ignored her and continued talking.

"Throwback to biblical times! We're saying we're the best! We're the strongest! And Blaine, I want articles and features related to that, okay? And for the mean time you'll be the Associate Editor."

"Me? Associate Editor?" Blaine asked, shocked, pointing to himself.

"You don't want it?"

"I do, sir! I do!"

"Okay! Mercedes you'll act as Managing Editor."

Mercedes just looked at him, mirroring Blaine's expression a while ago.

"Congratulations!" Rachel told her.

"Check your contacts for up and coming photographers. Okay?" Finn told Mercedes.

"Yes, sir."

"I want everything in this issue to be fresh! Kick ass! I don't care how expensive as long as it's the best."

"And Kurt?"

"Sir?"

"I want a new look for the magazine. Let's overhaul the cover."

"Overhaul, sir? As in change everything?"

"Yes! And from now on, you're the Art Director."

Again, Kurt just looked at him with the same shocked expression that Blaine and Mercedes still wore.

"Okay, let's prioritize the shoot within the week. All articles and features should be on my table by next week."

"Uh, sir?" Rachel said, raising her pen timidly.

"Who are you again?"

"Rachel Berry sir, your EA."

"EA?"

Rachel nodded.

"Okay . . .You're now the . . . well . . . EA. But be ready—you'll be working closing with me."

Rachel smiled at him, imagining her face being a few inches from his.

"Sir. . . how close?" she asked softly

"What?"

Kurt, sitting beside her, nudged her hard to bring her back to earth.

"Uh . . . nothing," Rachel murmured, looking anywhere but at Finn and cursing herself for not being able to control herself in front of him.

"Remember the success of this event will dictate the success of our issue," Finn said. "This is how we'll know if our efforts are paying off. So, there's no room for mistakes or distractions. Understood?"

"Yes sir," they all said.

Finn stood up and went to the calendar. "This is going to be the day of our re-launch," he said, writing 'LAUNCH' on the twenty-fifth. "So that means we have, one, two, three weeks to finish our anniversary issue. He started writing the plans they had for each day. When he was done, they all stood up behind him to take a closer look at the calendar.

"Is that possible?" Rachel asked.

"It better be."

The week had passed, and they were all working so hard for their anniversary issue.

Blaine was inside Finn's office. He passed out the articles he made for the magazine, and Finn simply crumpled every paper and threw it outside his office, yelling "No!". Rachel went in front of the door to get the papers that Finn threw, and the next flying article hit her head.

"Ow!" she exclaimed.

"What the hell are you doing there?" Finn yelled.

"Sir, these will make good scratch papers," she said.

Finn just looked at her before he continued furiously throwing the papers on the floor.

"Fix this!" he shouted at Blaine. "You call this work? Fix this!"

Blaine only stared at the ground.

"Don't you know the SOP? At least three cost estimates for comparison!" Finn yelled to Mercedes, slamming his hand on his table. "We don't have the budget for an expensive photographer! Call others!"

"Sir! I'm already calling some!" Rachel said, holding two telephones and her cellphone.

"Oh! I'm sorry, I didn't mean you!" she said to the photographer on the phone. "I mean, yes, but not you! Wait, it is you. Who are you again? Sorry, sorry, sorry! . . . Yes Ma'am . . . you won't be available? Oh . . . okay."

Kurt gave his drawing of the set for the photo shoot to Finn, who silently looked it over for a while.

"Is this art for you?" he finally asked. "Even a child can do this! How many drafts have you done? Huh? " He tried to the artwork into two. He couldn't—it was a canvas—but he didn't even notice because he was too busy yelling at Kurt.

"Rachel!"

"Y-y-yes, sir?"

"Tear this!" he told her, throwing the canvas to the ground.

"Yes, yes, sir!"

Rachel took it and tried tearing it, too. She turned around to look at Kurt. "Sorry. . ." she told him, her face apologetic as she made a peace sign.

The next day, the entire went to the location of the shoot. All of them were arranging the set. They had hired some people to carry the pillars that they need.

"Finn's here, guys!" Mercedes warned.

Then all of a sudden one of the pillars started to fall. Rachel caught it and tried to make it stand again. Kurt only put his palm on his face and shook his head. This was going to be a long day.

"Good morning, Sir!" they all chorused as Finn walked towards them.

"Kurt, you have to show me your layout," he demanded.

When Kurt and Finn walked towards the tent, one of the pillars started to fall again. As if that weren't bad enough, thunder rumbled in the distance. Rachel started to panic.

Rachel took a deep breath and started to dance right in front of the tent. Hopping off the ground with one foot, her hands were pointing towards the sky, she tried to imitate an opening flower.

Kurt was talking to Finn at the table, but he was facing Rachel and saw what she was doing and started chuckling.

Finn followed Kurt's gaze and saw her. "What are you doing?" Finn asked.

"Sun dance, sir! To stop the rain!" she said, not even pausing in her dance.

After a few minutes, the rain started to pour. Sun dance, not effective at all, she thought

They all stood inside the tent, listening to Finn yelling.

"Contingency plans, people! You knew that our location was outdoor. It never occurred to any of you that it might rain? God, don't you guys think? Find me an alternative . . . now!"

After an hour, they finally found an abandoned building.

"What's this? What the hell will I do with this?" Finn yelled.

"Sir, we can have this set up in two hours!" Rachel said.

After two hours, they were all insanely tired. Some of them are lying on the stage, looking like hell, and Blaine started to get sick. Finn was looking at the stage when Rachel approached him.

"Sir! It's ready," she said.

"Okay, that'll do. Let's start!"

They all gathered around the pillars and started throwing ideas on what pose should the model do.

"I think you should do this," Kurt said while raising his hands above his head, posing.

"We have pillars for a reason, Kurt," Mercedes said.

"You're right."

They all started arguing on what pose should the model do while Finn simply watched them.

"Sir," Rachel said, handing him a cup of coffee. Finn looked at the cup. On it was a sticky note with the words "Chillax, sir!" written on it.

Rachel walked up on stage to give them all coffee. "Shh! Why don't you guys have a coffee break?" she asked, handing them each a coffee. She didn't realize that she was standing between the pillars.

When she was about to leave the stage, Mercedes stopped her. "Wait, Rachel! Come back here! Can you pose for us first?"

Rachel stood between the pillars then started doing random poses. She was hugging the pillars, sitting down, placing her hand on her face, pouting, as her co-workers shouted instructions and various poses out to her.

"Everybody shut up!" Finn finally yelled. "There are six of you here and you can't even agree on one pose to have her do?"

He walked up on stage and stood in front of Rachel, grabbing her hands. Rachel's heart started beating so fast she thought she was going to explode.

"Put your hand there, and the other one here! That simple! Work on that pose!" he said, as Rachel looked at him without even blinking. Their faces were inches away from each other and she couldn't concentrate. Finn walked back to where her co-workers were standing, Rachel's gaze following him. When they all looked at her, Rachel slid her hands down the pillars and sat down, drawing Finn's attention back to her. But he just stood there, looked at her for a few seconds, and started walking away without saying another word.

So much for getting his attention.

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