A/N: Thanks for all the reviews! You guys are amazing.. So we have come to the final part of the duets saga, this is where most of the changes are so I hope you all like it! I'm skipping Rocky Horror so next up is NBK. Thanks to my awesome beta! And I hope you don't hate me for this chapter *goes to hide behind rock*…

Ch 29

It was the next day when Jonathan was walking down the halls of McKinley High; he was still reeling from his "conversation" with his mother yesterday and all he wanted to do was see his girlfriend. But she was nowhere to be found so he went to his locker.

"Sloan, you're back," Santana said coming up from behind with Rick

"Yeah, I'm back," Jonathan said.

"I take it LA didn't go well?" Santana asked.

"I'd rather not talk about it," Jonathan told them.

"That bad?" Rick asked.

"Worse…so changing the subject, how are things over here?" Jonathan asked.

"They are alright; nothing out of the ordinary," Santana said.

"We are doing a duets competition in Glee Club," Rick said.

"Duets competition? Interesting, what's the prize?" Jonathan asked.

"Dinner at Breadsticks," Santana said.

"I bet you love that."

"Yes, she does; and I hate it so we made our own little wager," Rick said.

"Of course you did," Jonathan said, and then the school bell rang.

"Well, we have to go. If we are late for Spanish again Mr. Schue will give us detention," Rick said as they left. Jonathan was walking to class when Quinn came up to him.

"Jon, you're back early."

"Yeah, it didn't go too well," Jonathan explained.

"I'm sorry to hear that."

"Yeah well, I should have expected it."

"I missed you."

"I missed you too. So anything happen while I was gone?" Jonathan asked.

"Nope, nothing happened, don't worry. I have to go to class. See you later?" Quinn asked.

"You can count on it."

ST BERRY-ST BERRY-ST BERRY-ST BERRY

"Finn, we need to talk," Rachel said.

"About what?"

"We need to change our votes because there is no way I'm voting for Quinn."

"I thought the plan was to have Sam win and yet he's with Quinn, so how does that work?" Finn asked.

"Don't know, but at the moment I don't care."

"Why?" Finn asked.

"Quinn kissed Sam."

"I know."

"You know? How do you know?" Rachel asked.

"Sam told me. He feels really bad about it. He said he didn't know she had a boyfriend; wait how do you know?"

"I saw them through the door."

"Oh."

"Yeah, Quinn doesn't want me to tell Jon," Rachel said, sitting down on the steps of the Auditorium.

"What are you going to do?" Finn asked.

"I want to tell him, but I don't want to hurt him. Plus Quinn promised she was going to tell him."

"Then I'll tell you what to do, you let Quinn tell him because frankly it's probably better if he hears it from her. But if by tomorrow she hasn't said anything, then you should tell him."
"Okay, I think I'm going to do that. Thanks, Finn, you're a great friend."

"You're welcome."
ST BERRY-ST BERRY-ST BERRY-ST BERRY

Jonathan's day was not going well. Puck was out sick and Bree was apparently taking care of him, Bree could pretend she didn't have feelings for Puck but he knew her better than anyone and she didn't do this kind of thing for someone who was just a friend. Then there was Quinn, his girlfriend was either ignoring or avoiding him he didn't know which one it was. All he knew was that since this morning he hadn't seen her or anything, and the rumors going around did not help. In all his classes someone was talking about Quinn and Sam, how cute they looked, how they were spending a lot of time together etc. He hated it. The good thing was he only had Glee Club left so that would be cool and it would probably improve his mood.

"Jon, you're back."

"Hey brat, how are you?" Jonathan asked, taking a seat next to him.

"I'm hanging on, you?" Kurt asked.

"Likewise," he answered and the rest of the club came pouring in.

"Jon, you're here," Quinn said.

"Where else would I be?" Jon asked.

"Nowhere, just surprised me that's all," Quinn said.

"So where have you been all day?" Jonathan asked.

"Coach Sylvester had me running errands all day, sorry," she lied, looking anywhere but at him.

"So welcome to the last day of competition. Are our groups ready?" Mr. Schue asked.

"Mr. Schue, Brittany and I are no longer in the competition."

"Okay then, that just leaves us with one couple, Sam and Quinn are you two ready?"

"Of course we are, Mr. Schue," Quinn said.

"Is she really going to do this?" Santana whispered to Rick.

"I guess so."

"This is not going to be pretty," Santana told him.

"Agreed."

Sam and Quinn started singing and that just made Jon feel worse than he had all day. They were basically flirting in front of him. It's like Quinn had completely forgotten he was right there watching. What if all the rumors he heard were true? Was she cheating on him with the Ken doll? He couldn't take it anymore, he had to get out of there. He thought Glee Club would make him feel better but it just made him feel worse, a lot worse. He didn't care that it was the middle of the song he just stood up and stormed off.

"Guess we know which side of the family Rachel's storm outs come from," Mercedes said ignoring the glares from some of the other people in the club. Quinn followed Jonathan to the parking lot calling out his name.

"Jonathan, Jonathan Joseph Sloan, don't ignore me."

"What the fuck do you want, Quinn?"

"What was that?"

"Maybe I was tired of the seeing the two of you being flirty."

"We weren't being flirty."

"Don't lie, Quinn. You were pretty much flirting in front of my face. You're my girlfriend, Quinn; how do you think that makes me feel?"

"I'm not a piece of property you can own."

"I wanted to show you off; I just wanted everyone to see I was the luckiest guy in the world because I had you as my girlfriend, and then I come to school and you pretty much ignore me to spend time with the new kid. And don't deny it because you've pretty much spent every last moment with him. I just had the worst couple of days and I needed you, Q."

"I swear, I didn't mean to ignore you. We were just practicing for the duet, and yeah, he tried to kiss me but it didn't mean anything."

"You kissed him?"

"I pulled away."

"Wow, that's just wow, a lot of people warned me about this but I didn't listen because I thought you were different."

"I am different, I promise."

"Doesn't matter, it's done; we're done."

"What? No, Jon please don't tell me that."

"I guess now you can run off with Sam, Finn, or whoever is available."

"I'm so sorry."

"Saying sorry doesn't change things," he said as he stormed off before she, or anyone else, saw that he was beginning to cry. He reached his car but someone stopped him before he got in. It was Bree.

"What are you doing here? I thought you were with Puck."

"Kurt called, said you might need me," Bree told him.

"I don't need anything right now except to get the fuck out of here."

"Give me your keys, Sloan, you can't drive right now." He didn't say anything, just gave her the keys and got into the passenger side without saying a word.

Quinn was left standing on the parking lot, watching as Jonathan and Bree left the school; she turned to around and saw the group standing behind them. By the looks on their faces she knew they had witnessed what had just happened. Everyone one was looking at her like they didn't know her. They all left but she couldn't move from that spot. It seemed like in a few minutes she had lost everything. Sure, she was still head-cheerio, but she had just lost everything that she had gained over the summer, including the guy she was falling in love with.

ST BERRY-ST BERRY-ST BERRY-ST BERRY

Bree and Jonathan had finally reached his house in what had seemed like the longest ride ever.

"Jon, can you talk to me?" Bree asked.

"What is there to say, another girlfriend who cheated on me-do I have please cheat on me tattooed on my forehead?"

"Quinn is not like Sara."

"Yes she is, I fooled myself into thinking she was different. I mean, she did cheat on Finn, didn't she?"

"I'm pretty sure the situation was different."

"So what? It doesn't take away the fact that she cheated on me…Can you please leave?"

"I'm not going to leave you alone, Jon, I'm your best friend."

"I need to be alone right now, Bree. I'm sorry but that's just the way it is."
"Jon, seriously."

"Get the hell out, Bree."

"Okay, I'm going. Next time you need something, don't come to me for help," she said, slamming the door on her way out.

"Damn it!" he screamed.

Why did Quinn cheat on him? He was a good boyfriend, he didn't pressure her, he was sweet, he bought her gifts… Why the hell did this happen? He was seriously starting to wonder if he really had please cheat on me tattooed on his forehead; first with Sara and now with Quinn. When it happened with Sara, it didn't really surprise him because frankly he knew her reputation before he started dating her, but Quinn wasn't like that or at least she wasn't supposed to be. He needed a drink. Jon went to his bar area and grabbed the scotch bottle. He poured himself a glass when the doorbell rang so he went to open it.

"Oh, it's just you."

"Please let me explain."

"What is there to explain, Quinn? You wanted to taste greener pastures."

"It wasn't like that, I swear! We were practicing for our duet, and it all happened so fast I wasn't able to do anything. I pulled away when I realized what was going on."

"Gee, that makes me feel so much better."

"I'm sorry, I really am. I wanted to tell you earlier but I couldn't find the time. I even asked Rachel not to tell you."

"Rachel knew?"

"I asked her not to tell you. I wanted to be the one to tell you, but I could find the right time."

"Well, that's too bad; you should really learn to manage your time better. Luckily or unluckily for you I do know how to manage my time, so here is me finding the time to tell you to get the fuck out of my house."

"Jonny, please."

"I'm serious, Quinn, get the hell out of my fucking house," he told her, and she left.

ST BERRY-ST BERRY-ST BERRY-ST BERRY

"I thought you were going over to Jonathan's?" Puck asked her when he saw her come into his room.

"He kicked me out."

"What happened?" Puck asked.

"Quinn kissed Sam, then they had a very flirty duet in front of Jonathan, so Jon broke up with her."
"Poor Jonathan."

"It looks like she's out of the group, at least on the friendship side."

"Why do you say that?'

"Well, she has now officially alienated the last part of the group that actually liked her."

"Are you sure she's alienated everyone?"

"She got on Santana's bad side with the whole thing with the cheerios, which made Rachel go to team Santana, and we know that Jesse and Rick go where their girls go. Her insensitivity offended Kurt while his dad was in the hospital so that made Kurt go with Santana, and I know that Mike and Tina are also getting tired of dealing with her attitude so that's 7 of the group. Then this happens which makes Jonathan go to the other side, and any part of Rachel that still liked Quinn was messed up because of it," she said and Puck interrupted her.

"If there's one thing Rachel hates it's the people she loves getting hurt."

"Exactly, and me well, I am really hating the bitch. I'll admit over the summer I thought she was the perfect girl for him, but I guess we're seeing her true colors now, and I don't like it at all. I'm not saying he is a saint because he can be a real asshole, but he doesn't deserve this."

"I agree, she might be my ex-baby mama but she acting even bitchier than before."

"Which means she's only got Finn, Artie, Brittany, and Mercedes on her side. Well, and the new kid Sam is on her side too probably"

"I think she doesn't even have Sam or Finn."

"Why do you say that?" Bree said.

"Finn called after you left and told me what happened. He said that Sam feels pretty awful about this."

"Let me guess, he had no clue she had a boyfriend."

"Yeah, pretty much. Finn told me Sam is even going to let Jon kick his ass, if he wants to, of course."

"Wow, then the new guy is actually a decent guy. Who knew?"

"Surprised me too, and Finn knows what it feels like to be cheated on, so he's probably not on her side either."

"So that just leaves Brittany, Artie, and Mercedes," Bree said.

"What about Matt?" Puck asked.

"Well, isn't he dating Mercedes?"

"Yeah, I think so"

"Then I would think it's the same situation as with Rick and Jesse."

"Too bad."

"Yeah, well she brought it upon herself," Bree said.

"Why did you come back?" Puck asked.

"You needed my help more than the rest of the group. I know your mom is working tonight so you need to cook dinner and take care of your sister, so I'm going to help you with that."

"How exactly?" Puck asked.

"I'm going to cook something for dinner, then I'm going to watch over Samantha while you stay in bed."

"I hate being sick."

"If you hate it so much, then you should really stay in bed so that you can get better faster."

"Okay, alright I'll stay in bed. Thanks, Bree. You'll call me if anything is wrong?"

"I will, the same goes to you. If you feel like your temperature is rising or if there is too much pain then you call me, deal?"

"Deal"

ST BERRY-ST BERRY-ST BERRY-ST BERRY

The house was very quiet. Rachel walked into the living room where she found her brother on the couch. From the looks of it he was either already drunk or at least getting there because the bottle of scotch was only half-full.

"Jon, are you okay?"

"I'm fucking perfect."

"I'm serious, Jonny."

"Did you know?"
"You should probably stop drinking."

"I'm asking you a question, Rachel. Did you know about Quinn and Sam?"

"I saw them when it happened."

"You didn't think to tell me."

"It wasn't my story to tell."

"You still should have told me."

"I didn't want to hurt you."

"Well, look how that worked out."

"I'm sorry, Jonny, I really am."

"You are all the same: Sara, Quinn, my dear mother, and you."

"What are you talking about?"

"You're all a bunch of fucking selfish, ungrateful bitches," Jonathan said, and Rachel gasped a bit. Jonathan had never cursed at her.

"If that's really what you think, then I'm just going to leave," Rachel said crying. Then she went towards the door, turned to look at him, shook her head and walked out.

"Fuck!" Jonathan exclaimed, heading towards the door. But he was too late, she was already gone. He had never treated his sister that way. He regretted the words as soon as they came out of his mouth. He made her cry; he made his little sister cry. She was the one person that always stood by him, and now he had even screwed things up with her. He had just been so angry, and he took it out on her when she didn't deserve it. He looked at his glass of scotch. It was almost empty, just mocking him. He grabbed it and threw it at the wall where it shattered into a million little pieces, then he dropped to the ground and just cried.

ST BERRY-ST BERRY-ST BERRY-ST BERRY

"Are you okay?" Jesse asked as Rachel got inside the car.

"Just take me home please." Rachel said looking out the window.

"Do you want to talk?" Jesse asked.

"Not really, can we just listen to music?" Rachel asked.

"Yeah don't worry about it, if you want we'll just listen to music." Jesse told her.

"Thanks."

"Don't mention it, so to the Hummel home?" Jesse asked.

"Yeah to the Hummel home."

ST BERRY-ST BERRY-ST BERRY-ST BERRY

"Just like that?" Samantha asked.

"Just like that. See, it's easy."

"Yeah, it is! Thanks, Bree."

"You're welcome Sammie."

"Kids, I'm home," Deb Puckerman said as she walked inside.

"Mrs. Puckerman, you're home. I thought you had the night shift today."

"I did, but a friend offered to cover for me since Puck is sick. What exactly are you doing here, Bree?"

"She's been taking care of me, Mom. She helped me with my homework, and she even cooked dinner!" Samanthan exclaimed.

"Well, I know Puck is sick, and I knew that you had work to do, so I decided I could help with dinner and with Sammie so that he can get his rest and get better soon."

"Are you my son's girlfriend?"

"No, I'm just a friend."

"Well, thanks a lot, Bree. I really appreciate it."

"It's my pleasure, Mrs. Puckerman."

"Call me, Deb, sweetie."

"Okay, Deb, I'm going to go check on Puck to see if he ate his dinner yet."

"How is he doing?"

"His fever is better; it's almost gone but he still feels crappy."

"That's good news."

"Yes it is," Bree said as she walked up the stairs to Puck's room.

"Knock knock."

"Who's there?" Puck asked.

"It's your nurse wanting to see if you have eaten your dinner yet."

"I hate soup."

"I know you do, but you still have to eat it."

"Good thing I already ate it."

"Great! So how are you feeling?"

"I'm feeling better, but I still feel a bit like shit."

"You're sick, it's normal to feel shitty," Bree said and before Puck could say anything his mom came inside.

"How are you feeling?"

"Better."

"Oh crap, I have to go," Bree said.

"What is it?" Puck asked.

"Duet-Gate just got a lot more complicated," Bree said showing him the text.

"Barbie Crisis, Satan & Miss Model report to Hummel house immediately about Duet-Gate. Is it written in code or something?" Puck asked.

"No, it's not. Barbie is Rachel, Satan is Santana, and Miss Model is well, me. So this means that something happened with Jon and Rachel so I have to go, sorry."

"Don't worry, sweetie, I can take it from here. You can go see what's wrong," Deb told her.

"Goodnight, Deb, night Puck," she said as she left.

"Noah, why haven't you made a move yet?"

"What are you talking about, Mom?"

"An amazing girl skipped school to come take care of you, then she stayed here to cook dinner for you and your little sister, plus she helped Sam with her homework, and she did all this without anyone asking her to."

"We're just friends, Mom"

"If I were you I would change that before someone else realizes how amazing she is," Deb said and then left the room.

ST BERRY-ST BERRY-ST BERRY-ST BERRY

"He hates me," Rachel said.

"He doesn't hate you, sweetie. He's your brother, he adores you," Santana said.

"Not anymore. He couldn't even look at me, and he has never talked to me in that way," Rachel cried.

"Barbie, you said it yourself he was drunk, and right now he's very hurt. We always say things we don't mean when we are hurt," Kurt told her.

"He meant it; we're always truthful when we're drunk," Rachel said, going to her side of the room and throwing herself on the bed.

"What happened?" Bree asked coming into the basement. Santana and Kurt told her what they had managed to get out of Rachel and what Jesse had told them when he had dropped her off.

"That's not good," Bree said.

"Really? We hadn't noticed," Santana said.

"Rachel, your brother is an ass. Trust me, I know him almost as well as you do, and when he gets drunk or when he's hurting his asshole-ness increases. You can't take what he said to the heart because he didn't mean it. He is this way with everyone when he's in a funk; hell, he kicked me out of the house when I dropped him off."

"He seriously kicked you out?" Rachel asked.

"I think his exact words were: get the hell out."

"Ouch," Rachel said.

"Yeah, it hurts and it stings, but you know he loves you. You are his world," Bree said.

"Let's talk about something else, duet competition," Kurt suggested.

"Who won by the way?" Bree asked.

"Everyone voted for themselves, but by three votes the winners were you and your brother," Kurt told her.

"Seriously?" Bree asked.
"Yeah, and you know what this means, right?" Kurt asked.

"No, what does it mean?" Bree asked.
"It means Santana here has to go eat somewhere that is not Breadsticks," Kurt said.

"Rick must be very happy," Bree said.
"He's freaking ecstatic, the ass," Santana said.

"But you love him anyway," Rachel said.
"Yeah I do."

"Aww, Satan's cold heart just melted," Kurt said.

"Oh shut up," Santana said, hiding her face in a pillow.

A/N: *comes out from behind rock* that was a long chapter..

Hope you all liked it! Please remember to review

*Goes back to hiding place*