A/N: Thank you for all the follows, reviews, & favorites you guys sent. I really appreciate them.

Time lines don't mean much to me. You might see some of the storyline & songs that were on the show,
but they will most likely be in a different order or in a different situation.

Songs written by Kahless Productions will also be out of time from when they were actually released.

Glee Club was established during freshman year and Quinn never got pregnant.

On a final note: I was going to add more to this and make it longer but after last night's episode I had to
let it be known-I seriously can't stand Finn. Not saying that San's insults didn't deserve a little bit of revenge
on his part, but no one should ever be outed before their ready. He really should've learned his lesson
about keeping his mouth shut from the situation with Sam last season. But as always, he decided to be a jackass.

Disclaimer: I own nothing except Reign & Roxana de la Pica, & a few other
non-show characters that have been added. Basically, if you've seen it on the show, I don't own it.

This is an AU story & some characters will be OOC.

Shout Outs: ToastedMarshmellow08, the opening scene's for you. It's not much, but I hope you like it :)

Please read & review

Chapter 9

The Future

"Ow, ow stop already." Puck said as he raised his hands to deflect the hits to his head.

"What were you thinking Noah? I specifically said no spoilers, with exceptions to yourself and Mike."

"Oh come on, It's all changing anyway. And I only told Artie and by extension Sam. I can't just say, "hey I'm from the future do what I say or else", that's not gonna work. Out of all the people in glee club Artie can keep a secret, hell his cousins are witches. Sam will keep his mouth shut too. Trust me there was no damage done." Puck argued.

"At least he didn't tell them about us," said a man just entering the room.

"Are you kidding, Artie's little sci-fi loving heart would explode if he knew you guys were real. I'm not that dense." Puck replied.

"I suppose you know your friends better than I, but watch it. Playing with time is not to be taken lightly."

"I know, River, I get it. I'm sorry." He said as he watched the curly haired woman walk away.

"Well that could have gone worse. Don't sweat it kid, she just doesn't want to mess anything up."

"Yeah I know Jack. Where's everybody else?"

"The good Doctor decided he was in the mood for Shakespeare so we dropped him off in the seventeenth century. Max and Martha are in the sparring room. You think there's something going on with them?" Jack asked.

"Shit I hope so. They've both told me at different times they could be into each other like that. But if this all works out, Max will get Cindy back and her and Martha might not meet under the same circumstances. They might not meet at all. She doesn't want to risk it." Puck answered.

"So instead they're working out in the sparring room and get all sweaty together and what not." Jack said wiggling his eyebrows at Puck. "Maybe you should go check on them, make sure they don't need any water or anything."

"Aye aye Captain Harkness." Puck smirked as he left the main room of the TARDIS.

He found some water bottles and headed to the where two of his favorite ladies were. He rounded a corner and peered into the small window on the door of the sparring room and just managed to stop his hand from turning the knob. Max had just tumbled to the floor with Martha falling right on top of her. Instead of scrambling to get up they just stared at each other while trying to catch their breaths.

"Come on Maxi, stop being a wuss." Puck whispered to himself.

As if she'd heard him Max lifted her head and connected her lips to Martha's. Puck stepped out of view of the small window and did a fist pump and a silly happy dance. When he spied the girls again Max was sitting up with her arms around Martha's waist as Martha ran her hands through soft brunette locks. Their kiss ended and they rested their foreheads against each other. Puck chose this moment to make his presence known.

"If you guys are gonna get it on you should probably go to one of your rooms."

"How long have you been standing there?" Martha asked as she held a groaning Max closer.

"Long enough." He answered with a wink. "Don't be mad I come bearing gifts." Puck said as he handed over the waters and sat next to the women.

"How's things?" Max asked.

"Slow, Dela's stubborn as ever. I don't get it. I know she wants to be with San, but she's still fighting it. It was tricky last time, but I don't remember it being this hard to get them together. I have no idea why she's so damn obtuse now."

"If you were made like her and I were, you'd get it. Whether we like it or not, we have this drive … no, a hunger every now and then, and we can't help ourselves. We have to screw something. It's always some random hook up or the first person that gives us no resistance. And when it's over, we go home, sit in the shower, and cry. Because yeah maybe the sex was enjoyable, but if our will was still our own it probably wouldn't have happened. I'm sure you're right. She most likely very much wants to be with Santana. But she needs to make sure it's her heart and not her genes that she's listening to." Max explained.

"Rachel's kind of like that with Quinn too."

"They'll get through it Puck, don't sweat it." Max replied.

"How's everything else going?" Martha asked.

"Moving as it should be. I'm kind of worried though. Terri seems a lot meaner this time around." Puck answered.

"You know you can't do anything Puck." Martha said.

"I know. It'd just be so easy for me to get the jump on her. It's tempting, that's all I'm saying." Puck stated.

The Present

Santana was having a fitful sleep. She'd had dinner with the rest of the glee kids and mapped out some of the things they were going to do for Figgins' Unity project. It was extra work, but she was happy to do it. It gave her an excuse to be near Reign and it gave her opportunities to push Quinn in Rachel's direction. When she got home she went straight to bed, she had to be up early for Cheerio practice. As her head tossed back and forth on her pillow it seemed her subconscious was yelling at her to wake up. She felt like she was being watched, but she couldn't awake from her dream.

Santana stood in Quinn's backyard. The blonde was right beside her, holding her hand and squeezing her eyes tight. She opened them after a few seconds and blew out the candles on her birthday cake. Everyone was clapping and smiling. When the cake eating was done, the girls were splashing around in the pool. Both girls had gotten new swim suits just for this celebration. Quinn had just turned six. They were sure they'd be doing this all over again next month when Santana had her birthday.

Things were starting to wind down and the girls were simply skipping through the house and giggling at everything. Santana needed to go to the rest room, so she left Quinn in the kitchen. When she finished her business she flushed the toilet and began to wash her hands. She jumped in surprise at the sound of the shower curtain being drawn back.

"Hello Santana."

"I-I'm sorry M-miss Ter-ri I didn't k-know anyone was i-in here."

Quinn's aunt stepped out of the tub only wearing a towel that was neatly wrapped around her body. Santana noticed her hair and skin were completely dry so she didn't understand why she was in the shower at all. The young brunette even remembered having to turn the light on when she walked into the bathroom.

"Oh don't worry about that my dear. No harm done." Terri smiled.

Santana had never liked Quinn's aunt. She thought the woman always looked at her funny. And her presence made the young brunette uneasy. The smile the woman was directing at her now made her skin crawl. Everything in her told her to run out the door, but she was too scared to move. Even as Terri turned off the faucet that Santana had completely forgotten about, and lifted her onto the sink counter. The young girl couldn't move. She simply looked down at her hands in her lap.

"That's a very pretty swim suit you're wearing. Precious girls like you should have pretty things. I'm glad you have good taste." Terri said as she lifted the brunette's head with her index finger. Santana still kept her eyes down. She was trying to keep from crying. She remembered what her parents had told her about good and bad touches. Terri had only touched her chin, but it felt completely bad.

"You shouldn't hide those pretty eyes from me my love." Terri said as she allowed her index finger to trail down Santana's neck to her chest, and just as she was about to touch her abdomen they heard a small voice down the hall on the other side of the door.

"Q-Quinn's … Quinn's looking for me." Santana's voice was shaky and her breath was coming in short gasps.

"Oh, were you playing hide-n-seek? I know exactly where to hide you. She'd never find you." Terri said.

Santana could swear her heart stopped. Something in the older woman's voice sent a very cold chill up her spine.

Terri was about to continue when the door handle turned and the door opened just a sliver. The older blonde turned her head towards the doorway and narrowed her eyes in anger as she heard Quinn yelling something to her mother who must have still been downstairs for the girl to raise her voice so loud. That was enough to snap Santana out of her trance. She raised both her hands and struck so quickly, Terri really wasn't sure how she'd ended up on the floor.

The brunette had intertwined her fingers and used both hands to hit the woman across the face. She knew she'd caught the woman off guard because Terri lost her footing and crashed to the floor. Santana was off the sink counter and out the room before Terri had time to even register what had happened. The brunette grabbed Quinn's arm and practically dragged the girl to her room. She'd moved so fast that Quinn never saw her aunt on the bathroom floor. When the children got to Quinn's room Santana locked the door and wrapped her arms around her best friend.

"Tana what's wrong?"

"I want to go home."

"Okay, but tell me why you're crying, you're scaring me."

"I just want to go home. You have to spend the night with me, you shouldn't be here either."

Santana knew Quinn didn't understand, but the blonde obliged her friend none the less. Quinn tried to get the brunette to talk to her and tell her what happened, but it was to no avail. Quinn had tried a few times after that weekend to have Santana over for a sleepover, but the girl always refused. They always ended up doing their sleepovers at Santana's.

Santana felt tears falling from her closed eyes. She awoke with a gasp and sat up trying to get her breathing under control. She was drenched in sweat and her vision was blurry. After a few seconds of rubbing her eyes her vision cleared and her eyes grew large at what she saw. It was dark in her room, but thanks to the moonlight she could easily see that same evil smile that had just been in her dream. She screamed and scrambled out of bed and ran straight to her parent's room.

When her father got to the room he found it empty. But there were very clear signs that someone had been there. The air smelled of cigarette smoke, Santana's desk chair was knocked over and one of the branches on the tree outside of her window was broken. As Alejandro peered out the window he heard shouting and ran downstairs. He got to the front door and opened it just in time to see his eldest son falling to the ground and a figure in black running down the street. He ran to his son and helped him up.

"You okay hijo?"

"Yeah, it's just a busted lip. Whoever that was got me pretty good, but I'm fine. I saw him coming around the side of the house from the backyard. I tried to stop him, but he was fast."

"You say it was a man? 'Ana said she woke up and there was a woman in her room."

Santos stared at his father and was momentarily paralyzed. He quickly turned off and locked his car and followed his father back inside the house. He found his mother in the living room on the phone with the police. Santana had her head in the woman's lap.

"Ana are you okay?" He asked his sister as she rose from the couch to be held by her favorite sibling. Santana didn't say anything. She simply nodded her head against her brother's chest.

The police arrived not long after. But there was little they could do except write up a report. They found no fingerprints or any kind of evidence that would lead them to the burglar. They couldn't even decide if it was a male or female. Santos said male, Santana said female. She knew exactly who had been in her room, but she also knew she couldn't prove it. So she kept her mouth shut, just like she did after her first encounter with Terri Del Monico.

Street dreams are made of these
Dudes push Beemers and 300 E's
A drug dealer's destiny is reachin' a key
Everybody's lookin' for somethin'

Street dreams are made of these
Shorties on they knees, for cats with be G's
Who am I to disagree
Everybody's lookin' for somethin'

"This song is lame, what station is this?" Rachel stated.

"I don't know but you're welcome to change it." Reign said.

The girls were on their way to school, driving along at a smooth pace. Reign had an uneasy restless feeling that she couldn't explain. She stayed in quiet contemplation as Rachel plugged in her iTouch and scrolled through different songs. When they reached their destination and exited the car the first thing she noticed was Quinn holding Santana and Brittany rubbing the brunette's back. It seemed odd to everyone because Santana was the epitome of the term 'badass girl'. All the students in the parking lot were honestly a bit worried for the girl. Puck was standing near the girls with a few other glee club members. They club members were fanned out a small distance in front of the three cheerleaders to keep people from approaching and asking too many questions. When Puck noticed Reign looking at him he ran over to where her and Rachel were.

"What's going on over there?" Rachel asked.

"Somebody broke into San's house last night." Puck answered.

"Was she hurt?" The musician asked with clear concern in her voice.

"No. She said the person was sitting in her room watching her sleep. When she woke up and saw them she ran and got her dad, but the person left out of her bedroom window. Her brother happened to be coming home from work and tried to stop whoever it was outside but he got a busted lip for his trouble. She's really shaken up about it. That shit's fucking creepy." Puck stated.

"Is her brother okay?" Rachel asked.

"Yeah, they called the police and the officers got all the information they could but they're not going to be able to do much. They didn't find any finger prints or anything." Puck answered.

"You should go talk to her Dela." Rachel said.

"Why?" Reign replied.

"Seriously Dela, man the fuck up already, you know why." Puck damn near yelled.

"Whatever." Reign sighed and rolled her eyes at the pair and walked past them into the school.

Reign didn't really pay much attention to anything or anyone as she stood by her locker with some football players. The boys were busy talking about something, but she wasn't listening. After a few minutes she saw the Unholy Trinity walking to their lockers. Three adults walked up to the girls shortly after, two women and one man.

Reign didn't recognize any of them but she assumed two of them were Quinn's parents. One of the ladies looked just like the cheerleader. The adults were addressing all three girls, but the woman who didn't look like Quinn seemed to be standing closer to Santana. The feeling of uneasiness she had earlier increased ten-fold. She turned her head in the opposite direction when she heard Coach Sylvester's voice in her head.

"Go down there and tell Lopez I need to see her and she better make it sharpish."

Reign didn't need to be told twice. She walked towards the Unholy Trinity and forced herself in between Santana and Terri. She really didn't care that the woman was now glaring at her. Santana discreetly held on to a few of Reign's fingers and visibly relaxed when she felt Reign squeeze them.

"Sorry to interrupt sir and ladies, but Coach Sylvester needs to see Santana right away." Reign said.

"What about?" Quinn asked.

"I don't know she just sent me down here to get her. She said make it sharpish or else." Reign shrugged in reply.

"Finish your talk Q I'll catch up with you guys later." Santana said as she separated her and Reign's hidden fingers and turned to walk down the hall.

Reign walked right behind her and used her power of suggestion to have some of the taller jocks crowd the hallway, effectively blocking Terri's view of Santana's retreating form. After a few steps Reign slowed her stride and turned around to look at the woman. She found that a set of blue eyes were staring back at her. Cold blue eyes that seemed a little too familiar, but she couldn't think of where she would know the woman from. That's when she noticed it. She couldn't read the woman and that uneasy feeling she'd had earlier was coming from Santana. She turned her head away and continued walking when she heard Coach Sylvester's voice in her head again.

"Quinn who is that girl?"

"Bane of my bloody existence."

"Bane of your existence?"

"Sorry Mom, you asked." The cheerleader shrugged her shoulders.

"Stop being mean Quinn. Reign's actually really nice Miss Judy. Q's just mad cause…"

"Okay, I think we need to get to class Britt. Thanks for coming to check on San, see you guys later."

Quinn cut Brittany off just before the dancer could spill the beans about why she really didn't like Reign. The adults stood for a moment watching Quinn practically drag Brittany through the sea of students in the hall.

"She's probably arguing with the girl over some boy." Terri suggested as she turned to leave.

"You're probably right little sister. What do you think Russell?" Judy asked.

"It could be a boy or just some random teenage drama. You know how these youngsters are nowadays." Russell responded as he wrapped his arm around his wife's shoulders.

All three adults chuckled as they left the building. Unseen by Terri, Judy and Russell Fabray shared a look. They both knew a boy had nothing to do with it, and they understood why their daughter ran off with her friend so quickly. Russell and Judy came from a world where homosexuality was explicitly forbidden. It was a world that they hated, but lived in anyway because it was expected of them. They were forced to pass this world onto their daughter.

They gave her all the right lessons and said all the right things in public. But at home? At home they could hide away from most of this terrible world. At home they only had to hide from their daughter. It was easy enough to fool her. She simply thought her parents weren't as loving towards each other as other parents like the Lopez's were. It bothered the child at times, but Quinn knew both her parents loved her. Judy and Russell made sure of that.

They went to every recital, performance, and competition the girl ever had. When she was younger and being bullied, they told her how beautiful she was and always uplifted her spirit. They gave her everything she wanted. Almost every 'ooo shiny' moment the young blonde ever had was catered to with little to no question. The more distractions the girl had, the harder it would be to see the truth in her parent's marriage. It wasn't that they didn't love each other. On the contrary, they loved each other very much. They were the best of friends growing up and they still were today. They were each other's escape from the evil intolerant world around them. They were each other's beard.

The first two days of the week, Judy would travel to 'conferences' where she spent all her time with her girlfriend. By Wednesday she'd be back in Lima. The last two days of the week Russell would also be at different 'conferences' where he would spend time with his boyfriend. The weekends, like Wednesdays, were for family time. The system wasn't perfect in the beginning. Their lovers were also people they went to high school with. But unlike Russell and Judy they didn't have rich families that tied them to Lima, so they left as soon as possible. However, they couldn't let go of the love they each had for the two blondes stuck in their hometown. They made it work.

The Del Monico's and the Fabray's were among the richest families in Lima. Russell and Judy received rather large trust funds when they were married right out of high school. They were expected to go to college and do great in whatever profession they chose, but they had enough money to not work if they didn't want to.

To keep their families at bay they both completed college as was expected. Russell got his Masters in Business and Management while Judy got her Masters of Quantitative Finance. Russell fabricated an online company, which allowed them to travel freely. Judy was excellent at playing the stock market, everything she invested in brought in a profit. Affording the trips out of town was never a problem.

Everything went fine for years, until Terri came back to town. Terri, Judy's little sister that was adopted by her parents when they were children. The same Terri that grew to be the biggest homophobe that Judy and Russell had ever met. They knew they had to be very careful around her, or their secret would get out.

Reign walked into Coach Sylvester's office and walked past Becky in the reception area, giving the small girl a wink and stood just inside the doorway across from the blonde coach's desk. Santana was sitting in front of Sue's desk and the woman seemed to be studying the brunette. She got up and closed the shades so no one in the hall would be able to see into the inner room, and she pulled Reign further into the small space.

"Lopez are you sure there's nothing else to be told about last night?" the blonde coach asked.

"There's nothing else Coach." The brunette answered with her head down and eyes staring into her lap. Sue knew something was up with the girl sitting across from her. Santana Lopez was one of her best, and if she were truly honest, one of her favorite cheerleaders. She was well trained, very intelligent, fiercely loyal, and always held her head up high. She may be a bitch most of the time, but it worked for her. Timid answers and staring at the ground were the complete opposite of the girl's usual mannerisms.

"Okay, I'll be back in a few minutes then." Sue said.

Reign looked at her with confusion clearly written on her face.

"Talk to her."

Reign rolled her eyes again and yelled every curse word in Spanish, English, and a few other languages that she could think of in her head. Why is everybody so fucking pushy about this? She thought as she stared at the now closed office door. She really didn't know what she was supposed to say to the other girl.

"Look, I know you don't want to be here. I don't know why Coach even asked you to come in here, so you can leave now." Santana said as she held her head in her hands. Her voice was shaky and she looked a little pale.

"Shut up Santana." Reign said with a sigh as she dropped her book bag. The brunette looked up at her, but didn't say anything.

"Come here." Santana continued to stare at Reign, so the musician softened her voice and repeated herself.

"Venir aquí." Reign held out her hand and it wasn't long before Santana grasped it and allowed herself to be pulled out of the chair. They stood facing each other and Reign reached down with her free hand and grasped Santana's other hand.

"I heard what happened. Are you okay?" Reign asked.

Santana didn't answer. She simply nodded her head and started to pull away from the musician. Reign pulled her back and asked if she was sure. Santana closed her eyes to stop the tears that she felt forming, but it didn't work. Reign wrapped her arms around the brunette's waist and pulled her close. Santana started to sob as she wrapped her arms around Reign and buried her face in the musician's neck. They stayed like that for a few moments until Reign walked them backwards so her back was leaning against a wall and she held Santana's weight against her body. The musician thought briefly that her hormones should be raging, but she didn't dwell on the thought very long.

"Who was that woman with Quinn's parents?"

"Her aunt."

"She doesn't look like them."

"Quinn told me she was adopted."

"Is she who was in your room last night?"

Santana nodded her head. She didn't know how Reign knew that, but she'd stopped trying to figure out the anomaly that was Reign de la Pica awhile ago. Right now, she felt comforted and safe in Reign's arms. And that's exactly what she needed to feel after last night.

"I was so scared."

"You're okay now. She can't hurt you here." Reign tightened her hold on the brunette and coaxed her to lift her head up. They stood wrapped in each other's arms with their foreheads touching until they heard what sounded like arguing outside the office. Reign had seen Sue lock the door before she left so she wasn't worried about them being interrupted, but she pushed their bodies off the wall just the same.

"Reign…"

"Don't. Coach just wanted me to make sure you were okay."

Santana looked like she wanted to say something else, but she simply nodded her head and picked up her book bag.

"I'll owe you a solid if you don't tell anybody I got snot all over your jersey."

"Like anybody would believe Santana Fucking Lopez cried on my shoulder." Reign said with a smile.

The brunette chuckled and smiled at the musician. She knew that the other girl was right. They both stopped smiling when the voices on the other side of the door got louder. It was Becky arguing with Quinn. Reign was about to open the door when she heard Sue's voice telling both girls to stop bickering and get to class.

Coach Sylvester walked back into her main office and stared at the two girls she'd locked in. She knew Reign would never defile her office, but she'd expected them to at least be holding hands. Instead they were standing a few feet apart and looking pretty bored.

"Get a move on Lopez." Santana walked out the door without a look back. Reign went to leave but found her passage blocked.

"You need to get a handle on that de la Pica."

"Doc…"

"I don't want excuses. Now get to class."

Reign didn't talk much to anybody in her first few classes. It was starting to get on her nerves that every time she turned around people were trying to push her towards Santana. Rachel had the same issue but no one was bothering her about Quinn.

When fourth period came around and the glee club was once again waiting on Schuester to make an appearance Rachel had decided she'd had enough. She told Reign to snap out of it. Whatever funk she was in would need to be put on the sidelines. There was too much to be done for Reign to be sulking around all day. The musician knew the brunette was right. She was pretty much doing four jobs all at once; she needed to stay on her game.

When lunchtime came around the glee club spent their time in the auditorium for an emergency meeting. Schuester needed to inform them about a few changes for Invitationals. One of their songs had to be an all dance routine. However it was specified that it did not need to be done by the whole group. Finn seemed to be quite thankful for that. Mike and Brittany were the best dancers in the group so Holly suggested that they team up and co-captain the dance routine. Everyone quickly agreed. Schuester also told them that one of their songs had to be a video entry.

"I'm sure Rachel and I could come up with something for that." Finn said.

"No thank you Finn, there's nothing in the rules saying we have to do a duet. And, if I do a duet, I'd prefer it be with my girlfriend."

"That's pretty selfish of you Rachel. You and Finn's voices have always blended well together. And no, the rules don't say the video entry has to be a duet, but that doesn't mean it can't be. I think you need to put your pride aside and do what's best for the team." Schuester said.

"Nobody wants to see two girls sing to each other anyway." Finn chimed in.

"Speak for yourself Hudson." Emily and Puck spoke in unison.

"Actually Finn, since one of our judges is going to be Ellen Degeneres, a same-sex duet would probably go over very nicely." Holly said.

"What? How did you find that out?" Schuester asked.

"I have my sources." The blonde replied with a shrug. The group didn't need to know about Reign's connections.

"Are you sure those sources are reliable?" Schuester asked.

"Are you trying to imply something Mr. Schuester?" Jesse could already see where the man's thoughts were going. He'd been told all about Will's crush on Holly and the man's disdain for his mother.

"I'm simply questioning these so-called sources." Schuester replied.

Holly wasn't fooled. She knew exactly what Schuester was trying to get at.

"Not that it's any of your business William, but we don't talk shop around the dinner table…" Holly took a deep breath to control her rising anger as Finn cut her off.

"Yeah but I bet when you found out you told her who the judges were. Mr. Schue she's totally gonna rat out our set list to that bitch of a woman." Finn said.

And then all hell broke loose. Reign, Emily, Ziva, and a few others had their hands full trying to keep Jesse, Rachel, and Blaine from tearing Finn to pieces. The boy really didn't know how to control his mouth. And despite having a very clear handprint welted on his face and a fractured nose, William Schuester couldn't help the things coming out of his mouth. His goal was to show Holly that Shelby was all wrong for her, but he very clearly lacked tact.

"Watch your mouth talking about our mother Hudson." Rachel said with pure anger dripping from her voice.

"Sweetie I didn't really mean anything by it, it's just how I talk. And anyway if she was more like you people wouldn't hate her so much."

"Don't think I'd go that far with that thought Finn." Schuester said.

"She's not your sweetie Finnocence." Quinn said.

"What the hell ever Quinn, don't play the jealousy card. I'm done with you so move on." Finn glared at the head cheerleader, completely ignoring the fact that she was the one that broke up with him.

"Finn, I swear, one more word and I'm letting Rachel go." Reign stated.

"And if Rachel does anything she'll be suspended for disorderly conduct. I suggest you all sit down so we can finish this meeting, the period is almost over." Schuester said.

"Bro how the fuck is this guy a teacher?" Carla whispered to her brother.

"I don't know but whoever gave him that ass whooping that's written all over his face needs to come finish the job." Marco replied.

"Do you have a question Reign?" Holly asked.

"Not a question, a suggestion for the video. I think Rachel and Quinn should do something together. Doesn't necessarily have to be a duet though, they could just be the stars of the video." The musician suggested.

"Are you serious?" Rachel asked in surprise.

"Yeah I'm serious. I mean, it's no secret that I'm not a fan of Fabray's but from what I hear you guys always did exceptionally well when you did songs together last year." Reign replied.

"I think that's actually true. You guys always did well when you worked together." Tina added.

All the old gleeks added their two cents and agreed. It seemed the decision had been made, until Finn opened his mouth again.

"I don't think that's fair. I'm co-captain of the club I should have a leading role."

"Actually Finn I was thinking you should have one of the male lead parts in The Bells of Notre Dame." Rachel said. The boy looked at her with something akin to confusion on his face.

"Oh. Which one?" Finn asked.

"The Judge." Rachel replied earning a few quiet sniggers from some the club.

"Oh, okay. Judges are important, I can do that."

"Finn have you seen The Hunchback of Notre Dame? I don't think that's the right role for you." Schuester interjected looking pointedly at Rachel who stared right back at him with a smirk on her face.

"Why not? You don't want me to have a leading role Mr. Schue?" Finn asked with the same sad puppy eyes he always used when whining to his favorite teacher. He failed to notice the amount of eyes rolling as he did so.

"If that's the part you want to play Finn I'm sure you'll do great at it." Schuester said with a sigh as he smiled at the boy.

"Now that that's over with let's get back to talking about the video. Does anyone object to Jacob and Reign directing our video presentation?" Holly asked.

"Jacob's an a/v pro and after this weekend I think everybody here knows Dela's got the music game on lock." Puck stated.

"I don't know anything about last weekend," Finn said. "I didn't get invited to the party."

"That's your own fault; you should've followed the rules." Puck replied.

"Hold on, Reign this was your party right?" Schuester asked.

"Yeah, so?"

"I don't think Principal Figgins would appreciate knowing that someone he appointed to head his Unity project has excluded someone from our group." Schuester said.

"Two words to that Mr. Schuester, fuck-you." Reign replied.

"Watch your mouth in my classroom young lady."

"No, you watch my mouth. For the record, I don't give damn what you go cry to Figgins about. And just in case you're hard of hearing, it works quite well in sign language too," Reign lifted both her hands and flipped Schuester off. "FUCK-YOU. Finn says anything he wants in your classroom and you never discipline him. Now you're trying to discipline me for something that has nothing at all to do with school. The party was at my house, not school. You don't have a fucking say in who I invite to my home. Now go run tell that chump."

"Don't talk to Mr. Schue like that!" Finn yelled as he walked up to Reign. Reign got out of her seat before anybody could stop her and met the boy halfway.

"I dare you to do something jackass. Please give me a reason to knock your fucking teeth out. Please." Reign stated.

"You're just going to let this happen?" Holly asked Schuester.

"What, she provoked this. It's just one more thing to add to the write up she'll be getting. Had she given Finn an apology for excluding him this wouldn't be happening." Schuester answered.

What type of bullshit is that Mr. Schue are you kidding me?" Puck asked.

Reign turned her head to look at Holly. She knew the older woman wouldn't want her fighting, but in light of Schuester's answer Holly gave her a slight nod. Finn thought she wasn't paying attention and tried to swing and hit her in the face, but Reign was too fast for him. She caught his hand and bent it sharply at the wrist. Finn was on his knees in less than a second. Tears were starting to stream down his face because of the immense pressure that was on his wrist. Reign saw movement out the corner of her eye and snapped her eyes to Schuester stopping the man's movement.

"Really Schuester? Even if I couldn't handle you, do you really think any of these boys would let you touch me?" Schuester looked at the rest of the students and saw that all the boys were on their feet with their eyes narrowed frowning at him.

"And besides that, I'm a minor jackass. I'm tempted to let you get one hit in just so we can get rid of you. But I'll play nice, just this once." Reign let go of Finn's hand and the boy fell to the ground.

"You fucking bitch, you wait till Figgins hears about this." The boy cried as scrambled to his feet and cradled his hand.

"Whatever Schuester Junior. Come on sit it down fellas, I think Miss Holliday wants to wrap up." Reign said as she returned to her seat.

"Just so we're clear; our group performance will be The Bells of Notre Dame, Brittany and Mike will take the lead arranging our dance number, and Jacob and Reign will be in charge of our video entry. I expect all of you, including you Mr. Hudson, to cooperate. Is that clear?" Holly stated.

"I think you and I need to go over all of that first Holly." Schuester said.

"No we don't, does that sound clear to everyone?" Puck asked. Everyone but Finn answered with yeses and clears. "See Schue, nothing to discuss, we're all with Miss Holliday." The bell rang just as Puck finished speaking.

"Class dismissed." Holly spoke before Schuester could say anything in reply to Puck's declaration.

Schuester stuck around and waited for all the students to leave as Holly gathered her things. Rachel, Jesse, Blaine, and Reign however had no intentions of leaving Holly alone with the man. It suddenly dawned on the two girls why Coach Sylvester was always at their practices. She was looking out for her friend who happened to be her best friend's girlfriend. When Schuester noticed the kids weren't leaving he walked out of the large room quietly fuming.

"Blaine you have to get your emotions under control."

"I know Emily, but it's hard."

When the school day and practices were finished the team ended up at home. Blaine and Jesse decided to stay over again even though their moms told them it wasn't necessary. Becky was going to sleep over also, but she wasn't feeling well so she went home.

Emily had just finished showing her twin some meditation exercises he could use to keep himself in check at school. They found everyone lounging in the den flipping channels on the big screen. A few heads turned when the twins entered the room.

"May I ask a personal question?" Spencer addressed the raven-haired twins.

"Shoot." Emily replied.

"What are you?"Spencer asked simply.

"Honestly I think we've all been wondering that." Rachel said.

"Not to be pushy or gang up on you guys, but Blaine, I've noticed every time you're near that blonde you're all girly eyes. I've seen you crush on somebody before, but bro, I've never seen you look like that." Jesse said.

"I think it's obvious to the whole glee group too. When Finn was mouthing off before your audition Blaine, you seriously looked like you were about to kill him. The type of rage you were giving off was way off the charts. Believe me, I know rage." Reign added.

"According to one of Jacob's polls Emily you are the number one, what you all call, 'pimp' in school. Rachel and Reign have high sex drives however you are in a category all by yourself. Why is that?" Ziva questioned.

Blaine and Emily shared a look. The twins were having a silent conversation trying to figure out how to tell their friends about their lineage.

"Okay, it's like this. You may not believe me, but trust me, this is all truth. You know those stories you hear about things going bump in the night or magical creatures that are supposedly just from someone's imagination?" Emily started.

"Yeah." Jesse answered for everyone.

"Well, we're one of those creatures. Partly anyways but the genes are very strong so they make up at least half of what I am, more so in Blaine though, because he didn't get any Manticore interference while in the womb."

"Magical creatures? That's a pretty specific term Prentiss." Reign said with a smirk on her face as a thought grew in her mind.

"Are you like … reading our minds right now or something?" Blaine asked as he stared at Reign.

"She's not Blaine, Dela just happens to be a very perceptive person." Emily answered.

"You care to let the rest of us in on the information we're missing." Spencer stated.

"I met Ambassador Prentiss a few times. As you all know, every now and then between cases I'd spend a few days with Ziva and Em in Israel or wherever the Prentiss' happened to be. Sometimes the Ambassador was there, other times she wasn't. I happened to meet Em's grandmother once also. She's the one that really clued me in though. She's a very entertaining woman, quite the opposite of the Ambassador." Reign was going to continue but she was hit in the face with a pillow by a smiling Emily.

"I knew it, I knew you knew. Why didn't you ever say anything?" Emily asked.

"Wasn't my place, and seriously how would that just come up in casual conversation anyway? You guys already knew I was a werewolf, that was a given. As far as 'magical creatures' go, my kind are pretty common. But you two, Scooby-doo, are not. At least not in America." Reign answered.

"Okay, and what the hell does all that mean?" Rachel asked a little impatiently.

"We're Veela's Rachel." Emily stated, knowing everyone was becoming tired of the cryptic conversation she was having with Reign.

"Veela's? Like … Harry Potter Veela's?" Spencer asked.

"Exactly." Blaine said.

"Are you for real?" Jesse looked every bit of skeptical.

"I'm dead serious." Blaine answered.

"Do Veela's have powers or anything and if so, why didn't you ever show signs of anything?" Jesse asked.

"I asked Doctor Magnus that question too. At first she thought it was because I wasn't living in that world but that didn't make sense because Jesse was
always stronger than me and Alec and he had his telepathy, even though we didn't know that at the time, so she ruled that first theory out. Then she thought maybe I was given suppressants somehow, but that got ruled out too. So the only reason she could come up with is that I'm just a late bloomer." Blaine explained.

"I guess." Jesse said as he stared off into space. He still wasn't convinced.

"Think about this guys. How many people in the world know about Manticore? Not very many. If at any time someone wanted to expose them, the smartest thing Manticore could do, is to beat them to the punch. Why you may ask? It's as simple as telling a good story. People love a good story. Manticore could spin a good yawn about being a special training camp for black ops soldiers and even open its doors to the press. By the time they were 'exposed' that story would simply be filed under the many other conspiracy theories that are going around, like Area 51 for example." Emily explained.

"But most things said about Area 51 are real." Spencer stated.

"True, but how many people know that to be actual fact? We know because we have that access. The general public however does not. And seriously this shouldn't be so unbelievable. Look at all the creatures that inhabit the Sanctuary and like Spencer just pointed out, look at what's at Area 51. And seriously who do you think does the cleaning at the Sanctuary anyway. Did none of you notice how our rooms were always made up and cleaned of whatever trash we had laying around? I mean Big Guy cooks sometimes but you can't believe he keeps the whole complex clean by himself." Emily concluded.

"Doc has house elves." Spencer stated as a look of realization settled on his face. Emily nodded with a smile.

"That shit is fucking cool man. I'd love to have Dobby in my house." Reign stated.

"Is there a real Hogwarts?" Ziva asked.

"Yes, I actually went there for a few years before I started working at the Sanctuary." Emily answered.

"Oh my God! Okay, is Harry Potter real and if so did you meet him?" Rachel excitedly asked.

"Yes and yes I met him, we were in the same house and we're the same age so we had a lot of classes together." Emily answered with a smile.

"How did J.K. Rowling get the whole story?" Spencer inquired.

"Humans are curious people. I forget what they were called, but there was a group that found out about the magical world in England. How they got all the info they did, I have no idea, but rumor has it that they went as far as kidnapping and are responsible for a lot of DNA samples that are now in Manticore's possession. Before the group's findings could be told, the idea of "telling" an out of work single mother the story of Harry Potter was agreed upon. Once the books got famous there really wasn't anything negative the secret group could say, who would believe them." Emily explained.

"So all that stuff that the BBC news station talked about last year?" Spencer asked.

"Some of it was related to the war. I wanted to go back and help, but Mom wouldn't let me." Emily answered.

"How'd Rowling know what was going to happen? The last book has been out for awhile and if I calculated right that means that the war only ended last year." Spencer asked.

"Always the inquisitive one Spence." Reign laughed.

"It's an interesting subject, I can't help it." Spencer said with a shrug of his shoulders.

"I actually asked Harry that the last time I talked to him. He said they never gave Rowling the full story, only whispered suggestions to influence her imagination." Emily explained.

"So, not everything happened the way she wrote it then?" Jesse asked.

"Goodness no, if you knew them like I did you'd laugh at the pairings that were written in the books. They're a lot like we are, including the very gayness." Emily laughed.

"I am so jealous that you're a Veela." Reign said.

"You can totally rip someone to shreds are you kidding me." Emily replied.

"Yeah, but I haven't even learned how to control shifting yet. Hell, I haven't even been able to shift yet. You can freaking through fireballs! I would love to have that ability." Reign said.

"Fireballs? Did not see that coming. Okay I've read the Potter books, but I don't know much about Veelas besides they sometimes coo when they're really really happy and they have to find…" Jesse's voice trailed off as realization finally dawned on him. Now Blaine's behavior made absolute sense.

"He's your mate?" Jesse asked his brother.

"Yes, I just haven't figured out how to tell him. I don't want to freak him out." Blaine said.

"Dude, Sam's from Sunnydale, there isn't much you can say to him that will freak him out." Reign stated.

"I think he may know already." Spencer suggested.

"Why do you think that?" Ziva asked.

"Just something I've noticed about him." He replied.

"What else have you noticed about him?" Blaine asked with an edge of anger in his voice.

"Hey, easy tiger, Spencer has a boyfriend already remember. He's our numbers and statistics guru, he notices patterns. Calm down." Emily said.

"Sorry Spencer. I'm not so good at control at the moment." Blaine smiled sheepishly.

"No worries, I understand." Spencer replied with a smile.

"What were you going to say Spence?" Emily asked.

"Well, he tried out for the football team the same day me and Dela did. He made it a point to let us know that he knew we were telepathic and went on to tell us we could trust him. That's when we found out he was from Sunnydale. For anyone that doesn't know, that town has a serious vampire infestation and there's an entrance to Hell somewhere in the town. Anyway, Sam also told me and Dela that his older sister is a witch." Spencer concluded.

"And I think Sam may be one too. Except I don't think he needs a wand." Reign added.

"Not all witches or wizards do." Emily informed.

Reign felt her phone vibrate and she laughed when she read the text message that popped on the screen.

'Sooo my ears are kinda burnin cause u guys keep
talkin bout me. Can Blaine come out to play? ;)
Oh, the rest of the team's here too. (Including Finn, grr)
We're all bored & none of our 'rents are home. – Samwise

"Who is that?" Rachel asked.

"Spencer you're a genius." Reign said as she walked across the room and stood in front of Blaine and bowed.

"Duh." Spencer said with a smile.

"Your presence is requested at the front door sir. Allow me to escort you." Reign said as she grabbed Blaine's hand a lead him to the front door.

Blaine's face instantly turned red when he was met with Sam's smile. He didn't notice anyone else walking past him.

"You guys can head down to the basement, I'll grab everybody and we'll be there in a minute." Reign said to the glee club members as she grabbed Finn by the arm to keep him from walking past her. Kurt hung back from the group as well.

"You two lovebirds can go to the den. When you pass the living room tell everyone else to go downstairs." Reign said to the smiling new couple that still stood staring at each other. Sam mumbled an okay while he grabbed Blaine's hand and led his mate to the den. Reign pulled Finn into the kitchen and Kurt followed.

"Talk." She looked at Kurt.

"Okay, so you let Santana and Quinn come to the party as a favor to Brittany. And I'm hoping you'll let Finn hang out with us tonight as a favor to me. Please?"

"Brittany gave me a good reason. What's yours?"

"Our parents are getting married. My dad proposed to his mom last night, so he's kind of expecting us to act like brothers even though it's just through marriage. And Finn will totally call Dad and whine about being home alone while all of the glee club, including me, left him stranded. Then I'll get in trouble for not looking out for him, Dad knows nobody in the club really likes him at the moment." Kurt explained.

"You should take some lessons from Brittany. I'm not convinced."

"Cheesus, look I just want to chill. I'll totally bend over and let Rachel spank me if things get out of hand." Finn said.

"My girlfriend wouldn't want to touch you with a ten foot pole. But I'll let Jesse know you'll happily bend over and take the punishment. I'm sure he'd love to return the favor. So don't fuck up." Reign said with narrowed eyes and anger dripping from her voice.

Finn's face turned pale as he frowned. All of his bravado left him as he tried to think of something to say. He knew Jesse didn't remember how to get to the tunnels, he was hoping he'd forgotten about that night too but obviously he hadn't.

"What does that mean?" Kurt asked.

"Nothing. I won't cause any trouble." Finn said.

"You better not. This isn't school, Schuester's not here to protect your sorry ass." Reign replied as she led the two boys to the basement.

Since the whole club was present they decided to work on their moves for Invitationals. Needless to say, Finn was on his best behavior the rest of the night.

To be continued…

Song used: Street Dreams – by Nas