When they didn't come down to eat dinner I was concerned. I knew that they were both stubborn people and that it could take a while for them to forgive each other but I never imagined it taking this long. I wanted to go up and check on them but I also knew that this was something that they needed to do on their own.

I took Beth up to bed around nine thirty and saw that my bed room door was open and the girls were not inside. I took Beth into her room and changed her into her pajamas. When I was done I placed her in her crib and took the baby monitor with me into the other room. As I walked to Kennedy's door I saw that the light was on and I heard them talking to each other inside. I figured that they needed to talk so I decided against going into the room and went downstairs instead to talk to my parents being as they were leaving in the morning. I went and sat down on the couch next to my dad and pulled my feet onto the couch.

"So you're leaving in the morning?" I asked started a conversation.

"Yeah, we need to get going."

"I enjoyed your visit."

"Well that is a first." My mother joked.

"I always enjoy your visits." I countered.

"Yeah like the last time where you kicked us out of your house." She said as her face grew serious.

"I did not."

"I believe that we punished Kennedy when she snuck out of the house and you kicked us out and told us that we had no right to punish your children."

"I was going through a rough time." I crossed my arms in defense.

"So you would be fine if we punished Kennedy now?"

"No. That is my job. I don't mind your input but she is my child."

"And we understand that but I don't think that you should be the only one who can punish her. She doesn't respect you."

"And there you go with that."

"Well she doesn't. She walks all over you..."

"And I will deal with it."

"How? By making her miserable to the point that she rebels more?"

"Oh and beating her wouldn't make her hate me more? If I remember correctly I don't think that you are an expert on how to make your children listen without alienating yourself from them."

"Well you aren't doing a much better job now are you?"

"Yeah well at least Rachel wanted me to be her mother. I walked out when I was eighteen, Sydney didn't last that long, and Greg won't return your phone calls!" My mother's eyes went cold.

"Well at least I always knew where you were. One day you are going to come home and there is going to be no Kennedy. What are you going to do then?"

"Oh so you knew that I became a surrogate when I wanted to move to New York?"

"Will you both knock it off?" My dad stood up as he yelled. "Neither of you set a good example for those girls. Look at the way you both fight. And you wonder why Kennedy is constantly going at it with you." My dad looked at me with a disappointed look. "Your fighting with your mother has shown Kennedy that it is alright to go at it with you. And you." He turned to my mother. "You need to let Shelby mother her own children. She has done a wonderful job so far and other than the few tantrums that Kennedy has Kennedy has turned out to be a wonderful child. Now I am going up to bed after I go and say good night to Rachel and Kennedy because I am leaving in the morning. But I suggest that you both work out this thing between you two because I want to get to know Rachel and I will not let what is going on with you two to effect that relationship. Now good night." He turned and then walked up the stairs leaving my mother and I alone.

I guess in reality he was right. This was one of the first visits where my mother and I had gotten along for most of it. I guess we always fought in front of Kennedy and she just took our behavior and applied it as normal for a mother and daughter to act like that. My mother and I just sat in silence until she started laughing.

"What is so funny?" I asked turning to her.

"Well as both of us were sitting here not speaking I was thinking about all the traits that Kennedy has in common with us."

"Like what?" I asked placing my feet on the floor.

"Our stubborn attitudes, our ability to hold a grudge, our fear of saying sorry..."

"I am not afraid to say sorry..."

"Oh really?" She questioned lowering her glance at me.

"Maybe a little." I said as I bit my bottom lip.

"I just don't like being wrong."

"She has that about her too. You know your father was right, Kennedy is a wonderful child."

"I know, but we have set a bad example for her."

"That we have done. So should we try to change it?"

"I think that it might be too late for her but we can try it with Beth and see how that works out."

"Then we are not going to fight anymore?"

"Not in front of Beth or anyone else. If we have something to say then we need to talk to each other about it before it gets out of hand."

"And that includes rude and judgmental statements."

"Of course. So no more fighting?"

"Well it should be easy to do being as we are leaving in the morning, but no more fighting."

"Good. So what now?" I asked un crossing my arms.

"Do you want to watch a movie?" She suggested.

"Sure."

"Do you want to watch Funny Girl?" I smiled knowing that she remembered it was my favorite movie.

"I would love to."

"Alright, you put that in and I will make us some pop corn." My mother got up from where she was sitting and walked into the kitchen while I put the movie in to watch it.

I woke up in the morning still on the couch. There was a blanket pulled over me and a pillow under my head. I rubbed my eyes and then walked into the kitchen where everyone was seated.

Rachel and Kennedy were mouthing something to each other and laughing while my mom was playing with Beth and my dad flipped the pancakes that he was making. I walked over to the counter and poured myself a cup of coffee and then sat down at the table next to Rachel and my mother.

"Good morning Shelby." My mother handed Beth to me after I placed my coffee on the table.

"Good morning." I turned Beth to face me and she laughed and clapped her hands together. I pushed her blonde hair out of her face, gave her a kiss, and then turned her around and sat her on my lap.

"Pancakes are done." Kennedy got up from the table to help distribute the pancakes to everyone.

She handed a special plate to Rachel and then handed a plate to everyone else and then Kennedy and my dad took a seat at the table and we all started eating. I shared some of my pancakes with Beth and there was silence as we ate. This was the first real family breakfast that we had in a while and it was weird to be sitting there as if nothing was different.

When Kennedy and Rachel were done they took their plates to the sink and rinsed them and placed them in the dishwasher and then ran upstairs.

"What are they up to?" I asked eating more of my pancakes trying to avoid Beth's grasp for them.

"I have no idea but nothing good from the way they are acting." My mother washed her plate and then grabbed Beth from me and played with her while I finished eating.

When I was done I took my plate and my father's plate to the sink and washed them and then placed them in the dishwasher and walked back to the table.

"So when are you leaving?" I asked sitting back down.

"We were thinking of leaving at about noon. Is that alright?" My mother said turning her attention for Beth to me.

"That is fine with me." I heard a noise coming down the stairs and turned to see Kennedy and Rachel wearing workout clothes and tennis shoes. "Where are you going?" I called and then turned to me and smiled.

"We were going running if you don't mind."

"Running?"

"Yeah. Can we go?" Kennedy asked still smiling.

"Who else is going on this run?"

"No one. It is just going to be Rachel and I." Kennedy said and Rachel nodded in agreement.

"Then I guess you can go. But be back by eleven."

"Alright." They turned towards the door and left.

"You know that they are probably meeting some boys on this run right?" My mother said passing Beth to my father.

"I wouldn't doubt it but at least they are getting along."

"True." My mother smiled and I returned the gesture. It was nice to see that what we had talked about last night stuck.

"So lying to her is the best way to go?" I asked as Kennedy and I ran down the street towards Michael's house.

"It is if you actually want to do what you want to." Kennedy said picking up the pace.

"She probably knows that we were lying." I said catching up to her.

"Yeah well she let us go didn't she?" Kennedy said as we turned around the corner.

"That is true. So why are we going to his house anyway?" I was confused by the sudden urgency that this plan had come about.

"Last night your little friends from New Directions got a list of addresses of Vocal Adrenaline members and egged and teepeed their houses minus ours of course."

"Wait that doesn't seem like them..."

"Rachel these are the same people who slashed our tires last year."

"Yeah well that was after what you all did to us."

"The entire team is not responsible for that. That was all Jesse and his miscreants."

"Like Carmen and Gisele?"

"Well..."

"Look I am not sticking up for them or anything but how can you be sure that it was them?"

"Michael has a security camera. We are sure that it was them but I can ask him to show you the tape if that will ease your mind."

"It would. Wait how do you know about this? You have no phone or internet."

"I have my ways dear." She smiled and then stopped in front of Michael's house.

I could see that some of the destruction had been cleaned but there was still a lot left in his yard. I shook my head as we walked up his driveway and we saw everything that they had done. I could tell that it was New Directions by the Slushies that were thrown everywhere. They were the only people who would have done something like that, it was a trademark of our school.

Kennedy knocked on the door and we were led inside by Michael. He took us into a small den and he shut the door behind us. Inside the room were all of the other VA members. Dean had a busted lip from the fight yesterday but other than that he seemed fine. I took a seat next to him and Kennedy stayed up at the front of the room and looked at a few pictures and then turned to the group.

"This means war." She held the pictures of people's houses in her hand.

There was a cheer from the people around me and Dean draped his arm around my shoulder. Michael pulled out a rolling white board and handed Kennedy a marker.

"Does anyone have a suggestion?" She asked un capping the marker.

"We should flood their auditorium!" Justin shouted from the corner of the room.

"I like the enthusiasm but that is too destructive, Shelby would be called." It was weird to hear her call our mom Shelby. "Any one else?"

"I say we cricket their choir room. It isn't destructive, but it is highly annoying." Greta said with a half smile. I saw the bruising on her arms and felt bad for getting her into that fight yesterday.

"That is a possibility." Kennedy turned and wrote it on the board. "What else?"

"We can release a greased pig in their school. There are a lack of cameras in a certain area and it would be easy to do." Carmen smiled.

"That would be against their entire school. I want something that will just make the Glee kids pay. They are our only targets right now and we need something for tonight. They had their fun with our houses and now it is our turn."

"How about instead of flooding their auditorium we just chain the doors so they can't get in?" Dean said pulling away from me.

"Keep talking." Kennedy said with a smile.

"Well Carmen knows someone who works security at the school. What we do is we have her talk to him about turning the cameras tonight and we lock the place up tight."

"That would work but New Directions doesn't always practice in the auditorium." I added.

"Well then what do you think we should do?" Dean asked looking at me.

"I mean we can do the auditorium thing but we have to make sure that is where they have to practice that day but there has to be something that gets them out of the choir room."

"We could stink bomb the place." Timmy added.

"That would only work for a little while. Once the smell was gone they would just go back to the room."

"We could teepee their choir room."

"You did that last year." I said frustrated.

"That's right."

"Let's not worry about that right now. Can you get your contact to do what we need tonight?" Kennedy asked Carmen and she smiled.

"I think I can."

"Good. Now we need crickets and fish. Justin what can you do for us?"

"I can get all the crickets you can dream of."

"Great. Timmy can you get the fish?"

"I can swing that."

"Okay now lets meet in the parking lot at nine. I want to get in and get this all done before nine thirty tonight. Does that work?"

"Yeah." Everyone agreed and then Kennedy looked at me and smiled.

"Well we need to be going." She turned towards the door and I got up and followed her outside.

"So they are going to take care of all of that?"

"I am going to help."

"Kennedy how are you planning on doing that? Shelby is going to have us under surveillance."

"You really don't have any faith in me do you?"

"Given your track record, no."

"Look you are going to stay home and keep her from finding out that I am gone. It is that simple."

"And what is in it for me?"

"Revenge?"

"Keep talking."

"I am trying to find a way to get you to prom."

"Deal." We shook hands and then ran down Michael's driveway towards the house.

When we got there we went upstairs and changed and then made our way back down to the living room.

We all sat and talked for a while and then around twelve thirty Kennedy's grandparents left. When they were gone Shelby took Beth for a walk while Kennedy went into Shelby's bedroom and got onto Shelby's laptop.

"What are you doing?" I asked sitting next to her on the floor of our mother's room.

"I am checking on the progress." She said as she broke onto the computer getting the password right the first time.

"How do you..."

"Know her password? Because I am a genius and she uses a combination of her birthday and my name. She has never changed it."

"I guess that makes sense." I got up and then looked around the room.

It was weird being in my mother's room. I never thought that I would ever be in here. I walked over to her closet and looked inside. She had a nice mixture of silk shirts and black pants for work along with some black dresses and other things that she wore. I could tell that she took care of making sure that Kennedy was a fashionable child. I then closed her closet door and walked over to her dresser and looked at the pictures that she had.

The one closest to her bed was a picture of her and Kennedy when she was about seven. They had their foreheads together and the picture was taken by someone else in the room so it was a side shot. They were both smiling as their hair intwined and framed their faces. I smiled as I looked at this picture. It seemed like at one point they had a very good relationship, or at least they had some good moments.

I walked to the next picture and looked at it. The picture was of Shelby and Vocal Adrenaline at nationals last year with their first place trophy. Jesse and Shelby were hugging and Michael had his arm wrapped around Kennedy but if you weren't looking for them you would have never of noticed. The picture was taken by someone in the audience and I guessed that it was given to Shelby as a gift to commemorate her last nationals, or what was suppose to be her last nationals.

The last picture on her dresser was a picture of her Kennedy and Beth that was a professional photo. Kennedy looked less than thrilled in the picture but it seemed like they had the perfect family, if you didn't know Kennedy well enough to see the lack of gleam in her eyes. I was about to go and sit back down on the floor when I saw a cup on her dresser. I picked it up to take a closer look at it.

It was a glass like the one she had given me the previous year when we had parted ways. There was a star on the cup, it was the matching cup to the one that she had given me. I smiled and then placed it back on her dresser where I had taken it from. I didn't have a picture like Kennedy and Beth did, but I had something and that meant a lot to me. I went back to the floor where Kennedy was seated and looked over her shoulder.

"So how is everything going?"

"Fine. Carmen got in touch with her contact and it seems like they don't need me tonight."

"Really?"

"Yeah. Michael said that he has everything under control."

"So you aren't going?"

"No I am still going but this just means that I don't have to stay the whole time." She logged off the computer and then placed it back where she had gotten it from and we left Shelby's room and went down to the living room and sat on the couches.

"Wait so if they don't need you then why are you going?"

"Because I have to make sure that everything is done right and they don't think that I bailed on this prank."

"What about me?"

"Come on Rachel if we both disappeared our mother would notice and they understand that. Plus they don't want her to get suspicious. We got in some trouble last year for the toilet paper thing but not as much as we could have."

"Wait you actually got in trouble for that?"

"Yeah. Not too much though. We just had a stern talking to."

"Did she know about the egg thing?"

"What Jesse and the others did to you? No."

"What would happen if she found out?"

"I don't even want to think about that. I mean at that point she didn't want us to know about each other but still I doubt that she would have let him get away with something like that. I mean she would have kept him as the soloist because he was the best we had, you know what I have no idea."

"So are you bummed that you have to go to prom with Jesse?"

"No. I mean I have to go with him but she never said that I had to spend the entire night with him."

"What do you mean by that?"

"Well, I am going to the prom with Jesse but Michael and I are leaving together."

"Wait are you going to sleep with him?"

"Yeah."

"Are you a..."

"Virgin? No."

"You aren't?"

"No."

"So you and Michael?"

"No."

"Then who?"

"Jesse." I felt my jaw drop as I stared at her.

"Jesse?"

"Yeah. You seem surprised."

"You could say that."

"Why?"

"Well I almost slept with Jesse that is why."

"Wait you almost lost your virginity to Jesse?"

"Yeah. I mean we were about to do it when I chickened out. He told me that it was fine, but I guess that was because he already knew what it was going to be like. So how was it?"

"You really want to know?"

"Yes. I mean he was almost my first."

"I would like to tell you that I hated it and it was just as bad as his personality is but that would be lying. It was amazing. He was careful and gentle and it was probably what kept me attracted to him even after everything he did. I mean I thought that he was the one and I don't really have a comparison which was part of the reason that Michael and I were going to hook up."

"So he was your best?"

"And my first."

"Was that the only time you two hooked up?"

"No. After the first time we had to have done it at least a dozen other times before he left and then came back. I guess that it was after you that nothing was the same."

"So if he asked you to do it again would you?"

"You know I have never thought about it. I mean there is something about losing my virginity to him that gives him this power over me. I mean the simple answer would be probably."

"You are a slut!" I joked.

"Hey. You lose your virginity to someone like Jesse and then tell me that you would not do him again."

"I will let you know when that happens."

"Good. Then you can feel free to judge me."

"I will. So what do you want to do?"

"I don't know." We looked at each other for a while and then we walked over to the piano and sung a song.

When Shelby came back we were still playing around. She walked into the room with Beth on her hips and leaned against the door frame and waited for us to finish before she said anything.

"What happened to Michael's house? And Greta's? And Justin's?"

"I don't know why?" Kennedy said sheepishly.

"They were toilet papered and egged."

"That is strange." Kennedy said looking at me and then down at the piano.

"Do you think that it could have been the kids from New Directions?" Shelby asked looking at me?

"It's possible." I said and then looked at the keys of the piano.

"I think that I am going to call Will up tonight and see what he thinks. I cannot have this war going on between out schools again. I mean last year our tires got slashed, I won't let it get that far again." She turned to walked out of the room and then turned to face us again. "By the way dinner will be ready in thirty minutes so don't go far." She turned and walked into the kitchen.

When I was sure she was gone I turned to Kennedy who had gotten up from the piano bench and was now looking out the window.

"What is going on?" I whispered getting up and walked towards her.

"Nothing. Can you keep me posted on what she says when she calls Will?" She whispered back to me.

"Sure I will send you a smoke signal as soon as they talk." I joked back.

"You don't have to. Take this." She handed me a disposable cell phone.

"What is this?"

"Just take it. My number is the only one programed, just text me and let me know what is going on."

"Alright." I took the phone from her and placed it in my pocket and then we both walked into the kitchen and sat down at the table and played with Beth as Shelby cooked dinner.

She placed everything on the table when she was finished and then took out three plates and set the table and then brought over Beth's food and started feeding her while Kennedy and I ate what she had made.

"Are you alright? You both seem quieter than usual." Shelby asked taking a bite of her dinner.

"We're fine." Kennedy said moving her food around with her fork, not really eating. "May I be excused?" She asked looking at Shelby.

"Yeah. Are you sure you are okay?"

"My head hurts. I am going to go lie down." She said as she got up from the table and cleaned her plate and then went up to her room. It was eight thirty and I knew that she was on her way out of the house and over to McKinley.

It was easier to sneak out than I had anticipated. I shut my door and then walked over to the window and pulled it up. I straddled the window as I reached out towards the tree branch that was outside of my window. I swiftly leaned towards the tree and slipped out of the window. I shimmied down the tree and onto the ground and then ran over to Michael's house where he was waiting to take me to the school.

Under the cover of darkness the members of Vocal Adrenaline met and then split up to take care of New Directions. Michael, Timmy, Carmen, Greta, and I went to their choir room while Dean, Gisele, Justin, and a few other members went to take care of their auditorium.

Michael put in an overwrite code into their thermostat to make sure that the room was a temperate eighty five degrees while Carmen and I climbed into the air vents and stuck the dead fish up there. Greta worked on toilet papering the area while Timmy got all of the crickets inside the room and ready to be released as we left.

Michael and Timmy helped Carmen and I down after we had placed the fish and then all of us finished toilet papering the room. On our way out Michael and I filled a bucket with purple slushies that Greta had bought and then we hoisted the bucket to where it needed to be to pour on the first person who walked in the room. On the way out Timmy released the crickets and we were done so we ran to the gym to help that group with what needed to be done.

They had everything done when we got there so we all ran to our cars and left. Michael dropped me off around the corner and I was halfway back to the house when I got a text from Rachel.

911 Shelby and Will are meeting somewhere to talk about what happened. They might be headed to the school!

I felt my heart skip a beat. We were so screwed if that was true. I ran back to the house and nearly fell out of the tree because of how fast I was going. I threw off my shoes and then checked my forehead. From all the running I just did I was sweaty and hot. It was perfect. She couldn't leave if I was sick. I slid into bed and draped my arm over my forehead to keep it warm. It was a few minutes later that there was a knock on my door. My mom walked in and then she came over to my bed.

"How are you feeling?" She asked brushing the hair out of my face.

"Terrible." I said moaning a little.

"Let me see." She brushed her hand over my forehead.

"You're a little hot and sweaty. Did you feel like this before?"

"No."

"I need to call Will back. I can't leave if you don't feel good."

"I'm fine just go." I said rolling over and burring my face in my pillow.

"I have never left you when you were sick and I am not about to start now." She said as she rubbed my back. I felt the bed shift as she got up to make the phone call. I had nearly escaped her finding out about the whole war. It was a narrow escape but I knew next time I might not be so lucky.

A/n: SO i know that it took a bit longer to get this chapter out and that was because... I have no excuse I just didn't write it until last night and i just finished it so here it is. I have however decided on how I am going to get Rachel to prom because she is going but you will have to wait to see how she gets there. Anyway I hope you liked this chapter, let me know what you think in a review and if you have a good war idea between the clubs let me know because this may continue for a while. Again please review!

-Katie