Fic: Leave Me Alone I'm Lonely
Chapter 21: The Perfect Storm
Author: JR Boone
Rating: M for strong sexual themes and violence. Also I have the mouth of a sailor so every other word is a curse usually.
Disclaimer: I do not own Glee or anything having to do with it. I wish I did. LOL that would be awesome. It would be like The L Word only musical.
Author's Note: First thing is first. I don't have a beta so my bad for any major mistakes. I totally need one though so if anyone wants to hit me up please.
Second thing is second. I'm currently backpacking through Europe and have had all my money stolen (I'm in London right now if anyone has a couch) so I am basically very much homeless so have patience with me. I have this entire story laid out on paper already but I can't promise that I'll update it super regularly. But I will try my hardest to not wait too long between updates. But I do have a layout with roughly 60 chapters laid out, so we'll see how it goes.
Third thing is third. I am like Rachel Berry whereas she needs applause to live, I need reviews to write. So you review I go faster with this. Awesome huh?

Santana Lopez groaned as she looked out the window of Dave's truck that morning dreading what she was sure was going to be the longest day of her High School career. It seemed that their own gay angel was empathizing with the three weary teenagers as dark violent looking storm clouds were rolling across the horizon, making them feel as if they were heading to an ill-begotten funeral.

When Rachel's alarm had gone off at five a.m. both girls had already been awake for an hour simply staring at each other silently, each one lost in the same frame of mind. Rachel had turned over and slapped the offending machine over and over again until they had finally admitted defeat and gotten out of bed, silently pulling on their clothing.

Dave had shown up at six fifteen looking positively sick, a tray of coffee and donuts in one arm and Max attached to his other arm. The three had eaten in silence each lost in their own thoughts and fears about what the day would bring. The dogs all seemed to feel their emotions fully and had been alternating between gentle affection and blatant attempts to cheer up their people.

Finally after thirty minutes of silence Rachel had stood up and adjusted her shirt, letting out a sigh and motioning for the other two follow her out the door. After loading Rachel and their stuff into the truck the three had set off towards McKinley, leaving the radio off and their own mouths closed.

Parking in the empty lot they had quickly navigated the deserted school until they walked through the deserted Football Locker room and up to Coach Beiste's office, Rachel hesitating before knocking on the door. The booming voice of the woman telling them to come in had actually spooked the three causing them to jump in spite of themselves, before opening the door and filing into the office.

"Hey you three," Beiste started before looking at them oddly. "Are you kids alright. Ya'll look like ya'll ate something dipped in poison."

Rachel cleared her throat before tucking a piece of hair behind her ear, "We're not physically ill Coach…we're just highly immersed in our own possible trepidations about what today will bring to us in regards to the revelations about our lives we plan to reveal to the general population of the school."

Beiste looked at the tiny girl confused for a second before looking to Santana and Dave for a translation. Realizing the woman was waiting for an explanation that didn't need a thesaurus, Santana reached down and took Rachel's hand in her own before looking back at the couch. "Sorry when she gets nervous she gets a little wordy," Santana explained squeezing the girls hand as Rachel nodded vigorously to the coach. "What she meant to say was that we're okay, we're just freaking out about telling the school we switched teams over the summer."

"Oh right gotcha," the Coach said nodding in understanding. "We'll talk about that in a second after I run you two through a few things. Like I told you we're gonna have tryouts for the team on Saturday. I tried to put out the information the best I could but that crazy cheerleading Coach has been following me ripping down every single flyer I put up."

"Not surprised," Santana said rolling her eyes.

"She also somehow bribed somebody at the post office to remove the notices about it that I had tucked into everyone's schedules." Beiste grunted crossing her buff arms.

"With all due respect Coach Sylvester is certifiably insane," Rachel said receiving nods from the other three.

"You got that right Berry. So as my captains I need you two to pass the word around about them. Also since she doesn't know you two are on the team yet I need ya'll to place some sign ups around for me."

"No problem Coach," Santana said.

"All right Berry I got you a letterman's jacket and Santana I got you one made to. I didn't know if you would want that one or to keep your Cheerios one," Beiste said turning around and grabbing them out of a box. She chuckled deeply when she turned around and saw Santana tossing her Cheerio one in the trash unceremoniously and taking the offered jackets. Santana shrugged hers on quickly and then held Rachel's out for the tiny girl to slip her arms through, her eyes shining in wonder at the feeling of being cocooned in what translated to High School armor.

"I'm also gonna get some t-shirts and swim suits made after we decide on a mascot."

"You're not just gonna use the football one," Dave asked, his interest peaked.

"No I decided I wanted to set the Swim Team aside from the rest of the sports teams to put a little space between them."

"So like you need like a drawing of a mascot or something?"

"Yah. I was thinking The Sharks."

"That's cool," Dave said looking down at the floor.

"Now with that out of the way I wanted to make sure you guys were still going through with this today?" Beiste said turning her attention on all three of them.

"Yes ma'am we are," Rachel said her voice shaking only a bit. "We're planning on coming out during the Glee Club meeting before lunch."

At this Beiste looked between the three of them with confusion clear on her face. "I figured they knew already. How did you manage to hide this from them all summer?"

"Well we didn't see anybody this summer except for each other," Rachel said raising a brow and looking at Santana and Dave for guidance.

"What do you mean you didn't see anyone?"

"Well the thing is Coach," Santana said taking over, "the rest of the club usually avoids me and Berry like the plague, and as a general rule no one talks to Karovsky at all."

"Well we did see em the one time," Dave added. "But like they didn't see us."

"Explain?" Beiste said her face beginning to tent with anger.

"The three of us went to the movies and like the entire Glee club showed up but we ducked because we didn't want them to find out like that and start a shit storm…um storm." Dave said his eyes getting big when the large woman's face became beet red.

"I can not believe this," Beiste said irritably.

"It's cool Coach; I mean yah it sucks that they didn't invite us to movie night but whatevs." Santana said shrugging.

"That wasn't just a movie night girls. Shuester was going on and on yesterday at the Faculty meeting about how he had spent all summer with the Glee Club building a stronger group unity."

"He did what?" Santana yelled her eyes wide in disbelief.

"Yah he was bragging all about a bunch of group activities like camping and cookouts and all kinds of stuff."

"That's a load of crap," Dave fumed shaking his head.

Rachel for her part just shrugged and let out a long sigh, "is it sad that I'm actually not that surprised?" She asked looking at Santana.

"No it's fucked up, but you're right not surprising," Santana sighed beginning to calm down.

"It's shameful is what it is," Beiste said shaking her head in disgust.

"Eh it is what it is I guess," Santana said shrugging her shoulders. "We're not here to win any popularity contests and besides," she said putting and arm around Rachel's shoulder and sliding an arm through one of Dave's. "I think we got the better end of the deal anyways."

"It's true," Rachel said nodding her head. "If we had hung out with the Glee Club I'm pretty sure Santana and I would not have had the opportunity to get to actually know each other beyond the facades we represent in the school setting."

"Or at least the ones we did represent."

"Yah and I probably would like still be crying like a bitch in the park," Dave mumbled shrugging his shoulders.

"All right guys, I gotta get back to work. You three gonna be okay today?"

"Yah we've got this," Santana said her voice confident as it could be.

"Good luck out there," Beiste said offering them a sympathetic glance.

"Thanks Coach," the all said in unison before filling out of the room.

Beyond the double wide doors they could already hear the voices of students filling up the halls and they all blanched for a second before Santana turned around to look at them. "All right guys, I meant what I said. We got this shit. We are three badasses about to pull of some major badass shit. Rachel you take the middle and Dave and I are going to flank you. Remember talk to no one and just act like the three of us being together is a totally natural occurrence. But let's keep our hands to ourselves and talk as little as possible until we make it to the meeting. Then we'll open up the shit. Got it?"

"Got it," Dave said smiling for the first time that morning.

"Got it," Rachel said softly. "And I know it was incredibly awkward last time we did it and will most likely be incredibly awkward again. But can we please hug?" She asked timidly looking from Santana to Dave.

Both of them just rolled their eyes and wrapped their arms around the diva, sandwiching the tiny girl in between them. Surprisingly no one felt awkward this time. Finally after a minute they heard the first bell signaling to them that they had fifteen minutes until they needed to be in home room. "All right let's do this like we invented the word gay," Santana said confidently leading the way to the door before she stopped and turned around. "Buddy you might wanna like turn around or something," she said seriously to the boy.

Dave had barely began moving when Santana grabbed Rachel by the front of her letterman's and pulled tightly against her body, locking her lips in a desperate kiss. Rachel moaned in surprise but wrapped her arms tightly around the Latina, drinking up the kiss like it was the elixir of life. Finally when the need for oxygen reared its ugly head Santana and Rachel broke apart gasping for breath as the leant their heads together.

"I love you Rachel Berry," Santana said looking into the girl's eyes intensely.

"And I love you Santana Lopez," Rachel replied resting her head on the girl's shoulder for a second before straightening up.

"One more thing," Santana said reaching a hand up and pushing Rachel's hair back off of the left side of her neck, exposing the deep red hickey from yesterday. "Much better," she said smoothing down the girl's Letterman before turning around and pulling open the door, striding out into the hall with her perfected HBIC face in place. Rachel followed steeling her face with what could only be called Rachel Berry's take no prisoners face usually reserved for singing competitions. Dave brought up the rear plastering his face with the trademark Karovsky sneer.

The three walked down the hallway purposefully, sending students scattering in confusion at the three serious looking seniors. Around them they could hear people whispering but no one had the guts to come up to the three for an explanation as to why Santana Lopez and Dave Karovsky were flanking Rachel Berry like a couple of armed guards. On top of that no one failed to notice that Rachel and Santana were sporting new Letterman's Jackets and Rachel was dressed in a completely different fashion than they were accustomed to seeing the tiny girl in. The first Gleeks they saw were Lauren Zizes and Noah Puckerman, who looked at the three with their jaws nearly on the floor.

Puck raised a brow and called out to Dave but he just blew past him, keeping his eyes ahead of him. He knew that if he opened his mouth he would probably either throw up or start screaming his ass off and run back to the house.

Stepping up to Rachel's locker, Santana and Dave leaned into the unlucky sophomores who were had the lockers adjoining the Divas.

"You're new locker is 24-B," Santana barked handing the tiny frightened sophomore a slip of paper and grabbing his combination out of his hand.

"You're new locker is 63-D," Dave ground out repeating the Latina's actions.

After that the three of them were silent once again as they busied themselves with loading up the perspective lockers with their belongings as the two frightened sophomores tore off in search of their new lockers, thankful to not be covered in slushy or worse.

Meeting each other's eyes for just a second they closed their lockers and regained their formation, striding off towards their homeroom. Walking into the classroom they quickly marched towards the back row, Santana and Dave effectively clearing three seats with their eyes and sat down. Around them the room was dead silent. Kurt, Blaine, and Mercedes walked into the room laughing and stopped when they were met with twenty students looking stock still forwards and Rachel, Dave, and Santana looking disinterested off into space. The three of them looked at each other and then back at the back row before walking slowly towards some free desks, setting down their stuff they looked backwards only to be met with a fierce glare from Santana that snapped the three of them back around rigidly staring forwards with the rest of the class.

Rachel let out a slight smile and casually pulled a pen out of her bag drawing a simple heart on the corner of her schedule. Santana felt her heart flutter at the sight and nodded only slightly. Her eyes telling Rachel all she needed to know. "Love you too Babe."

The next two periods after homeroom passed in a very similar matter. The three walked together in formation, each one of their faces plastered with indifference to the whispers and stares around them.

After homeroom they had gone to AP English where a very confused Mike Chang, Tina Cohen-Chang, and Artie Abram looked back at them in confusion only to garner another glare from Santana that sent them all slamming forwards in their seats.

The process was repeated in their next class which was AP Math when Quinn Fabray and Sam Evans had taken their seats, daring to look at the three of them. Sam had turned around quickly out of fear, but Quinn reacted as if Santana had leant forwards and slapped the shit out of her.

No one mentioned that the only people they had managed to avoid so far were Finn Hudson and Brittany Pierce and Santana had thrown up a praise to the Gay Angel.

Finally the bell rang telling them that it was time for their free period and time to head to Glee Club. As the hall cleared out Dave broke the silence by humming the Imperial Death March under his breath, causing both Rachel and Santana to stop in place and crack up laughing.

"Oh my god Rotty you're fucking awesome," Santana laughed wiping a tear away from her eye.

"Impeccable timing Dave," Rachel smiled pointing to door leading into the choir room.

"Just figured I'd lighten the mood right." Dave said shrugging and smiling at the girls blushing.

"All right, Babe Buddy. Remember we got this." Santana said reaffixing her cold glare. Rachel and Dave nodded falling suit and slipping back into their own fronts as Santana pushed open the door.

You could hear a pin drop as the three walked across the room, sitting themselves down on three empty chairs in the corner and staring forwards. They heard Finn start to ask what was going on before the heard a loud grunt as Mercedes smacked the back of his head.

The entire group had sat there in complete silence for close to five minutes before Shue walked into the room, completely oblivious to the tension pervading the entire group.

"Hey guys what's up I'm glad you all…Um Dave…did you need something?" Shuester said stopping when we saw the large boy sitting to Rachel's right.

"I'm here to audition," Dave said quietly looking at Rachel and Santana nervously.

As if the entire group had been waiting for someone to break the silence the room instantly broke like a dam, every single member breaking out in cries of protest at the very notion of Dave being able to audition.

"He threatened my brother!" Finn yelled out indignantly.

"My boy had to transfer schools because of that idiot!" This one from Mercedes.

"He has slushied every single one of us at least once!" Tina added.

"He's a freaking douche bag!" Puck said angrily.

Finally Santana had heard enough and she snapped out of her seat glaring at each person in turn, silencing them with a venomous glare none of them with the exception of Quinn the day before had ever seen.

Raising his brows Shue turned to Dave and sighed out, "I'm sorry Dave but I'm not sure if this would be a good ideal," he started but was interrupted by Rachel popping out of her seat quickly.

"Mr. Shue club rules state that anyone who wants to join can no matter what."

Mr. Shue rolling his eyes and huffed in annoyance, "that is usually the rule Rachel but…"

"No buts Shue." Santana snapped standing up next to Rachel. "You let Jesse St. Jackass try out and he was obviously a spy."

Catching himself in a contradiction Shue let his shoulders drop in defeat nodding at the boy. "All right Dave you're welcome to audition."

"Thanks," Dave grunted walking towards the front and grabbing a stool. Rachel followed him to the front and politely shooed Brad away from the piano.

"Why are you even trying out," Finn asked moodily eyeing Rachel at the piano. "Aren't you afraid people are gonna think you're gay?"

At this Dave froze in place, eyes closed. Rachel and Santana looked at the boy and then looked at each other quickly. Kurt and Blaine also froze in place and looked at the boy, their breath hitched.

Rachel stood up from the piano and walked over to the boy ignoring the angry huff coming from Finn. She slipped her tiny hand into David's and squeezed it tightly looking up at him. Dave opened his eyes and looked down at the tiny diva before squeezing her hand back and silently thanking her with his eyes. She nodded and walked back over to the piano. Dave sat down on his stool and leveled his eyes over the club, stopping for a second on Kurt and Blaine who were still waiting with baited breaths.

"I'm not afraid of people thinking I'm gay because I am," he finally said his voice strong and unwavering. Before anyone could overcome the shock at the revelation he turned his head to Rachel and nodded. She smiled back to him and began running her fingers over the piano, hitting the first few notes of the Johnny Cash cover of Hurt.

Closing his eyes Dave began to sing the song, letting the meaning of the words take him over.

I hurt myself today, to see if I still feel.
I focus on the pain, the only thing that's real.
The needle tears a hole, the old familiar sting.
Try to kill it all away, but I remember everything.

The room was deathly silent as they listened to the boy croon out the song strongly, all of them surprised by the obvious sincerity he was putting into the performance. Looking around the room for a second, Santana noted Kurt and Blaine's knuckles whitening as they leant forwards clenching the chairs in front of them in rapt attention.

What have I become? My sweetest friend.
Everyone I know goes away, in the end.
And you could have it all, my empire of dirt.
I will let you down, I will make you hurt.

Dave's eye swept across the room cautiously, gaining more and more confidence when he saw them watching him in awe. He sucked in a pained breathe when he saw Kurt and Blaine looking at him holding hands and he allowed a tear to run down his cheek.

I wear this crown of thorns, upon my liar's chair.
Full of broken thoughts, I cannot repair.
Beneath the stains of time, the feelings disappear.
You are someone else, I am still right here.

Rachel passionately strummed out the notes of the song; her body shaking in anticipation for what she knew was coming soon after this song. Looking up and she almost faltered when she saw Santana staring at her with a tear running down the Latina's cheek. Closing her eyes she began pounding the piano as the last chorus began.

What have I become? My sweetest friend.
Everyone I know goes away in the end.
And you could have it all my empire of dirt.
I will let you down, I will make you hurt.
If I could start again, a million miles away.
I would keep myself.
I would find a way.

As Dave sang out the last few words the entire group felt a chill run down their backs at the deep melodious sound of his voice. After a second the spell was broken and Shue started clapping softly. "That was great Dave, welcome to the Glee Club," he said putting a hand on the boys shoulder.

"So are you really gay?" Puck asked looking at the boy seriously.

"Yah I am," Dave said his voice with more confidence in it than either of the girls had ever heard before.

"Okay…cool I guess," Puck said eyeing the boy as Rachel walked up behind him and pulled him back over to their chairs. Santana leaned across the girl and bumped fists with him smiling sincerely before turning back to the front of the room. Her pulse starting to quicken.

"All right guys now I believe Blaine has an audition piece as well," Shue said opening the floor up to the dark haired boy.

Rachel and Santana barely heard him singing and Dave spent the whole time looking over at the girls trying to silently get them pepped up for what they all knew was about to be a fight. When Blaine's music started to fade, they politely joined in on the clapping and Rachel managed a smile when Mr. Shue welcomed Blaine to the group.

Finally the moment they had been waiting for arrived, "All right guys now that the auditions are out of the way I'm going to open the floor up to the rest of you guys and let ya'll have a go at showing us what you've worked on over the summer," he said so cheerily Santana was afraid that her eyes were going to get stuck rolling.

The girls looked around and when they didn't see anyone raise their hands or stand up at all Santana got out of her seat. "Mr. Shue Rachel and I have a song," she said plainly, her scowl firmly back in place.

"Umm…okay Santana…Rachel…the floor is yours." Mr. Shue said unsurely setting down in a chair next to Finn.

Turning around Santana stared down at Rachel who just nodded up at her and stood up smoothing out her letterman's jacket proudly. Santana nodded back and walked over to the IHome in the corner, setting hers down on it and looking to make sure that Rachel had moved to her spot. Clicking play she started to sway her hips as the opening notes to Leave Me Alone, I'm Lonely by Pink started to blast out from the surround sound speakers in the room. Gazing seductively at the tiny diva she loved so much as she began to sing her first few lines.

Santana
Go away. Give me a chance to miss you.
Say goodbye. It'll make me want to kiss you.

Santana punctuated the last line blowing a kiss seductively at the tiny girl who began sensually moving her hips to the song and fixing her with a scorching gaze.

Rachel
I love you so, much more when you're not here.
Watching all the bad shows. Drinking all of my beer.

Rachel and Santana locked eyes as the slowly began to sway closer to each other still keeping a healthy distance as they picked up the next lines.

Santana
I don't believe Adam and Eve spent every goddamn day together.

Rachel
If you give me some room there will be room enough for two.

And it was true. Because the second the girls had gotten some room to themselves. Away from McKinley and away from everything holding them back, they had clicked so easily that they couldn't have helped but to fall in love. All they needed was space but not from each other.

Both
Tonight, leave me alone I'm lonely, alone I'm lonely.
I'm tired
Leave me alone I'm lonely, alone I'm lonely tonight.

The girls had slowly been making their way towards each other swaying with the beat of the song until they were only the length of the piano apart from each other. Sidestepping they both ended up on opposite sides of the piano, Rachel at the keys and Santana on the other end as they started up the second verse.

Rachel
I don't wanna wake up with another,
but I don't wanna always wake up with you either.
No you can't hop into my shower,
all I ask for is one freakin' hour.

As she sang out her part Rachel started circling the piano towards Santana who began going towards Rachel until they had slowly walked around it completely once, eyes locked on each other.

Santana
You taste so sweet but I can't eat the same thing every day.
Cuttin' off the phone, leave me the hell alone.
Tomorrow I'll be beggin' you to come home.

As the first line left her mouth Santana couldn't help but run her tongue across her lips sexually, nearly laughing when her eyes strayed just for a second to where Finn was turning a very unique shade of red. Deciding to really give him a show she pulled herself on top of the piano and pulled herself up to her knees, clasping her hands together in a prayer like stance and staring down at the girl flirtingly. Grabbing the girls hand Rachel walked around the side of the piano and pulled her off smoothly holding her hand as they belted out the chorus.

Both
Tonight, leave me alone I'm lonely, alone I'm lonely.
I'm tired.
Leave me alone I'm lonely, alone I'm lonely tonight.

As the reached the bridge they dropped hands and got right into each others faces, beginning a push and pull against each others bodies as they circled each other in tight circles. The sexual energy in the room was through the roof at this point and Dave was eyeing Finn carefully for signs of the impending meltdown.

Both
Go away. Come back.
Go away. Come back.
Why can't I just have it both ways?
Go away. Come back.
Go away. Come back
I wish you knew the difference.
Go away. Come back.

As the tempo began to slow down Santana put her arms around Rachel's shoulders and Rachel rested her hands on Santana's hips, completely tuning out the rest of the world as the finished up the song.

Both
Go away; give me a chance to miss you.
Say goodbye, it'll make me want to kiss you.
Go away; give me a chance to miss you.
Say goodbye, it'll make me want to kiss you.
Go away; give me a chance to miss you.
Say goodbye, it'll make me want to kiss you.
Tonight, leave me alone I'm lonely, alone I'm lonely.
I'm tired.
Leave me alone I'm lonely, alone I'm lonely tonight.

As the last few bars faded out Santana and Rachel were breathing hard into each others face sharing the same air. Santana caught the girl's eyes and pulled her tightly against her body kissing her lips tightly.

Complete pandemonium broke out around them at this point. Finn let out a bellow and charged out of his chair only to be stopped by a quick Dave who had been watching the boy during the entire performance. Santana broke away from the kiss and physically shoved Rachel behind her body, curling her fists into balls.

As Mr. Shue and Dave physically held back Finn, Quinn flipped her shit and screeched out a very indignant "No fucking way Manhands!" and stormed down the stairs, her eyes full of fury. Brittany caught the girl around her waist and held her off the ground actually raising her voice a bit telling the girl to calm down, all the while locking eyes with Santana silently asking How Santana could do this to her.

The rest of the class instantly started yelling accusations of treason and lies causing Santana to be furious when the truthfulness of her relationship with the diva was called into question. She began shouting back at the Glee Club in Spanish while shrugging off her jacket onto the piano.

Rachel was watching it all wide eyed until someone made the mistake of calling Santana a slut, causing the tiny diva to completely lose all sense of non-violence and start yelling up at the group in a mixture of English, Spanish, and a little bit of Yiddish as well.

Finally after a full five solid minutes of screaming back and forth, Dave managed to shove Finn back into his seat and get the petulant boy to stay there, before striding over to Rachel and Santana adopting a defensive posture in front of them. Brittany going for a much more direct approach tossed Quinn into a seat and sat on top of the blonde girl, all the while keeping her hurt eyes on Santana.

Everyone was quiet for close to two minutes each person gasping for air and shaking as their fury started to reside the tiniest bit. Looking at the rest of the class and then to the Rachel, Santana, and Dave, Mr. Shue ran a hand through his hair quickly before looking back at the rest of the class. "This meeting is dismissed. I'll see you all after school on Wednesday for our usual meeting and the regular auditions," the man said quietly. Turning to the trio Mr. Shue held up and hand when Rachel made to speak and shook his head. "You three stay," he said steadily.

One by one the rest of the group filed out of the room glaring daggers at the trio who returned them gladly in kind. Quinn looked positively livid and she snarled when Rachel looked directly into her eyes before storming out of the room. Puck had to literally drag Finn out of the room as the boy glared hatefully at Santana. Brittany was the only one who didn't glare at the group; she just wore the same hurt confused expression she had been since the end of their performance.

Finally as the last person left the room, Shue once again ran his hand through his hair before looking at the trio crossly. "I can not believe you three." He started holding up a hand again to dismiss Rachel.

"No Rachel I don't want to hear it. You and Santana have done some pretty low things but this is by far the biggest. How could you even do this? I mean I know Finn hurt you when he broke up with you, but to stoop so low as to act like you're dating Santana is just horrible Rachel."

"Now wait just one damn minute," Santana started stopping when Shuester interrupted her yelling.

"I will not wait a minute at all Santana. I have stood by for too long letting you get away with disrupting this team. Why would you even do this? What has Finn done to you that warrants this?"

"If you would just fucking listen to them," Dave started and growled with the teacher interrupted him again yelling.

"And Dave how on Earth do you even play into this? To actually say that you are gay?"

"Stop right there Mr. Shue you have no right," Rachel tried to begin only to be stopped yet again.

"I have every right Rachel. I don't know how you three cooked up this sham of a relationship but it end right now or the three of you will be kicked out of Glee!" Shue said his voice rising dramatically.

Santana and Dave both growled when tears sprang to Rachel's eyes at being yelled and they both started yelling at Shue to back off, he simply started yelling louder. Finally an ear piercing whistle broke them up and they all turned to see Beiste standing in the door trembling in fury.

"I am disgusted with you right now Will," she said plainly striding into the room and stepping in front of the kids.

"Please Shannon you don't know the whole story." Will started only to be stopped by a huge hand being held up in his face.

"Actually Will I know the whole story and more. I've been standing on the other side of that door long enough to know that you are an unsuitable teacher."

"Hey," Shue yelped in his defense. "You don't understand, they are acting like they are together just to embarrass and hurt Finn Hudson."

"Are you really that dumb Will?" Beiste said angrily obviously holding back the urge to shake the man.

"Wha…what?" Shue asked looking up at Beiste at a loss of words.

"These two girls aren't acting for anything. They are obviously in love if you would actually open your eyes and look at them," Beiste boomed stepping to the side to reveal and trembling Rachel who was currently swept up into Santana's arms as the girl whispered reassurances quickly in her ear while keeping her glare focused on Shue. Dave was also glaring at the man as he ran a hand up and down Rachel's tiny back, just daring the man to yell at the visibly shaken diva.

"I…I don't understand," Shue said looking from the teens to Beiste.

"These girls have been dating for by my count the last five weeks. And Dave joined them around that time to as their bosom buddy Will," Beiste said shaking her head at the man.

"Really?" Shue squeaked out.

"Yah really asshat," Santana ground out, visibly shaking with anger as Rachel cried softly against her neck. "You would know that if you had thought to invite either of us to one of your Glee bonding exercises over the summer or did our fucking invitations get lost in the mail?"

At this Shue blanched considerably and he looked at Beiste for help, who simply shook her head at the man. "How…how did you find out? Why didn't you tell me?" he managed to stutter out in shock.

"I didn't tell you Will because that was not my place and I figured as a man who is always going on about loving his "children" you would have been around them enough to figure that out. As for finding out I saw these two swimming down at the Country Club and recruited them."

"Recruited?" Shue shook out.

"That's right Shue; you're staring at my two team captains Lopez and Berry. Both of which you have just highly insulted and one of which you have made cry. I don't like seeing girls cry Will, especially not tiny ones who are already carrying to much on their plate."

"But Rachel is our team captain," Shue said his voice a little haughtily.

"And now she is both," Santana snapped out.

"But that's going to overlap."

"Bullshit Shue. You had no problem with Quinn and I being Head Cheerios and you don't have any problem with Frankenteen being the Team Captain for Football."

"Another thing Will, you were there with me when I wrote up the schedule for the swim team. You know as well as I do that it is scheduled just so there is never any overlap."

"But we need Rachel focused here," he started defensively.

"Why so you can continue to just use her and not give anything back?" Santana yelled tightening her arms around the girl who was peering out from the crook of her neck silently.

"Can it Will. This is happening or you and me are going to Figgins so you can tell him you yelled at three students until one of them cried." At this Shue knew he had been beat and backed down visibly. "We gonna have any more problems here Will?"

"No I don't foresee any problems."

"All right," Beiste said turning to the kids. "Lopez get Berry to a bathroom to wash her face off, Karovsky good job." Beiste said leading the kids out into the hall, not intending to let Shue have a minute alone with them after what had just happened.

Rachel had simply leaned into Santana's side and nodded exhaustion heavy in her still red eyes when Santana had leant down softly asking if she was all right. "Come on lets go grab lunch," Dave said lightening the mood.

The three walked quietly over to their lockers and were stuffing their bags in when the hairs on Santana's and Dave's necks began to bristle. Looking around they saw an extremely determined Quinn leading Azimio down the hall, his hand clutching a gigantic slushy. Both of them had simply nodded at each other and acted like they weren't aware of the appending slushy attempt.

"Yo Dykeberry!" Azimo yelled.

Rachel turned at the sound of her name and froze in spot waiting for the icy cold bitchslap. Without missing a beat Santana reached behind her and knocked the freezing substance straight into Quinn's face while she turned around and kneed Azimio hard between the legs. The boy went down onto the ground instantly and Santana reached over and grabbed a still shocked Quinn by her hair pushing her down till the girl was leaning over.

"Grab him Dave; we're doing this shit now!" Santana yelled starting to stomp off towards the end of the hallway leading out to the quad. Dave nodded and reached down and pulled Azimio to his feet, wrapping his arms around the boy tightly he began frog marching him after Santana and Quinn. Rachel just slammed their lockers shut and strode after them eyes quickly running over the situation.

The conversation out on the concrete quad stopped instantly as Santana kicked over the doors, dragging a kicking and screaming Quinn Fabray in one hand. Dave marched out next arms still tightly around a wincing Azimio Adams. Rachel brought up the rear smirking proudly at the spectacle going on before her.

At the top of the stairs the Glee kids had lined up and were watching the scene like something out of a horror movie, unsure if they should react to it. Everyone else on the quad was completely frozen in place at the sight.

Santana tossed Quinn violently away from her and kept walking, leaving the girl to scramble up the steps and away from the fiery Latina instead she changed her mind. "Drop him right here and make sure he stays down,' Santana said motioning to the ground in front of one of the stone picnic tables.

After the boy had been dropped to the ground Santana jumped up on top of the picnic table silently surveying the scene, looking down to the left she motioned for Rachel to join her and pulled the tiny girl behind her body protectively, before addressing the tense crowd.

"Listen to me and listen to me good people because this is your only warning and the next time I will not hesitate to drop you like I have just dropped Azimio. There are a few fucking things changing around her and everyone can either change with them or find themselves crammed so deep down into a dumpster they will never get out.

"First order of business is that Rachel Berry is off limits to any kind of harassment. This rule is one that must be obeyed no matter what. If you bare any ill will towards her then do not even bother coming near her, because Fabray was just lucky to only get a slushy to the face, the next person who comes near her with a slushy that does not have a lid and a straw and is not intending to hand it to her peacefully so she can drink it will get their face beat in so damn hard that they will be eating through a tube for the rest of their life! Do I make myself clear or do I need to fucking punch every person out here first?" She yelled making eye contact with as many people as she could. As if she was in command of everything at that moment beyond McKinley a clap of thunder erupted from the clouds above her ominously.

Fearing that she might actually be a god, every single head in the Quad including half of the Glee Club nodded furiously. "Good because not only will you have to go through me to get to Rachel you will also have to get through Karovsky."

"And I will not go easy on anyone who tries to fuck with either of them." Karovsky barked out crossing his arms.

"Alright people, second order of business, and I am telling you this not because I care if you know, but because I want to make clear to certain individuals that Rachel Berry is also off limits in another more important way," she said glaring up at a fuming Finn. "Rachel Berry and I are a couple, and anyone who even thinks of laying a hand on her, will get said hand removed and then said hand will be stuffed and mounted on my wall. Now is that fucking understood?" She bellowed surveying the stock still student body. Turning to Dave she raised her eyebrow expectedly and back away form the podium.

Dave nodded before jumping up onto the table and looking down at everyone. "Another fucking rule we're instituting is the next person I catch uttering a homophobic slur is going to get my foot firmly up their ass. Because if you're insulting one gay person you are insulting every gay person, and really fucking think about it, how many of you want to insult me?"

Everyone in the Quad was painfully silent and Santana had to admit it felt pretty badass to be able to quite the place down so quickly. Stepping back in front of the boy as she surveyed the crown, before fixing a cold glare directly at Quinn and pulling Rachel to her side tightly. "Things are fucking changing around her people, and you only have two choices. Change with it or change school. Do I make myself perfectly fucking clear?"

Santana almost laughed at the dull roar of over a hundred or so people muttering sure. She was about to hop down when Rachel kissed her on the cheek and muttered swim team into the girls ear. "Oh shit right," Santana said turning back to the mass of people.

"Eyes back up front mouth breathers," she yelled silencing the crowd again. "One other change is that there is a new badass in the McKinley High chain of command and it's call the Fucking Swim Team. Anyone who wants to join can show up at the Lima Heights Country club at 8a.m. on Saturday morning! Signup sheets are places around the campus, got it! Good!"

With that Santana jumped off the table with Dave and Rachel and looked wearingly at them. "Hey Babe I know you don't like skipping but,"

"Say no more," Rachel yawned out leading the way towards the office where the three instantly spun a story about food poisoning and received the okay to head home.

They were completely silent the whole way home and only barely managed to drag their bodies inside, Dave just crashing down on the couch and Santana and Rachel collapsing exhausted onto their bed. Moving as little as possible Santana pulled the tiny girl into her arms and felt herself instantly begin to fall off the cliff into sleep.

She had totally fucking rocked that show and she fucking knew it.

So what say you loyal readers? Did I do it justice? What's your favorite part?