Part 37
"Are you sure about this", David asked as he and Thad watched Wes get into his gown-coat-thingy and putting on his hat.
"I am", Wes answered as he was making sure his gown-coat-thingy was like it should. The duo was sitting on his bed. "Do you know anyone better?"
"Well in your absence Blaine turned out to be a good leader", Thad pointed out and David nodded and Wes snorted.
"And what makes you guys think he'll stick around here next year?" Wes said this as he fixed his hat. The younger boys looked at each other and Wes watched them in the mirror and he turned around to look at them. "Surely you can't think he'll stand being here when Kurt is all the way over at McKinley. Blaine is going to transfer. I know it."
"But", David said. "Are you still sure he's the right choice?"
"Yes, he's always been a steady pillar and since none of you want to take my place-"
"Too big shoes to fill", Thad grumbled.
"-he'll be perfect", Wes continued as if Thad hadn't said a word. "Now let's go tell the Warblers…" Wes took the hat off as he went, feeling stupid. His dark purple hair was neatly combed and he was dressed in an outfit he'd let Kurt pick out, underneath the gown-coat-thing. Thad and David walked on either side of him as they walked through the nearly empty hallways.
They met some other graduates and Wes high-fived them with a small smile on his lips. When they got to the choir room they heard singing and laughing from the inside. Wes smiled and pushed the door open and the three of them headed inside. The sound died away at once and the Warblers grinned at Wes and he smiled back gently. He put his graduation cap on the council table before he stood before it.
"Well gentlemen", he said. "I guess that this is it, the final Warbler meeting with me as its head of council."
"And a splendid one you've been!" Nick shouted happily and everyone cheered and Wes chuckled.
"It hasn't been easy", Wes said. "But damn it's been worth it, because I got to know all of you and our friends that have left already… and have sent us dozens of congratulations e-mails and of course... winning the whole thing's been sweet."
Another cheer.
"But I have one important thing to do before I head off to graduation", Wes said and walked through the room, to the piano.
"What are you doing", Blaine asked curiously. Wes opened the lid of the piano and put his hand inside and seemed to be searching for something. The boys looked confused and then Wes pulled out a thick, black and old book.
"What's that", Jeff asked curiously. Wes walked over to a table and sat down, motioning for the boys to gather around.
"A little Warbler tradition", he said and opened the book carefully.
"Shit how old is that thing", Chris asked.
"As old as Dalton itself", Wes said and turned the pages. On each one was written a name and a catchphrase and a few dates.
"This is the book of Warbler leaders", Wes explained. "The head Warblers write down their names and catchphrase when they finish as chairmen… or soloist as it was in the beginning. When Mark graduated at the end of my freshmen year he wrote this…"
Wes turned up a page and they saw the name that on it was written:
Mark Reynolds
2006-2007
"Music creates families and when the family is made nothing can tear it apart."
Wes smiled and took a pencil and wrote on the next page:
Wesley Montgomery
2007-2011
"You never know before you try."
"I was going to send you an e-mail about where to find the thing when I got the news that you'd chosen a new leader", Wes explained. "Which you never did and I also had a tiny hope that I'd return before graduation…"
"Which you did", Jeff said happily.
Wes stood up again and the Warblers looked at him curiously.
"Now", he said. "I will give this to the new chairman and he will have to hide it where no one can find it."
The boys all looked eager and some a little bit jittery… but also worried. Wes looked at his fellow council members. David looked calm and Wes knew he'd make a great leader if he wanted too. Thad was smiling brightly, knowing who the book was to go to and Wes knew that the new leader would probably want to keep Thad and David or just one of them on the council to help him. Wes hadn't chosen either of them because they didn't want to, but also because he wanted to give the new leader a chance to grow so it was not going to be a junior.
Blaine would have been the obvious choice according to Thad and David, Wes saw the sense in that but he could just feel that Blaine would not be at Dalton next year. He smiled and turned to a boy with blonde hair and said boy's mouth fell open in shock. He stared at Wes as the others grinned at the sight, but Wes noticed one fake smile. Wes motioned for the boy to take the book but he didn't budge.
"I don't have all day", Wes teased gently.
"But… but… I…"
"You're perfect for the part", Wes said calmly. "You're reliable, trustworthy, loyal, funny, calm, fair, authoritative when you want to, reasonable, logical… the list goes on and on. You're perfect for the part."
"I don't think I can do it…"
"I didn't think I could do it either", Wes smirked. "Don't give up before you try." The boys sniggered at that and the boy took the book, his hands shaking.
"Fred Richards", Wes said calmly. "This book is yours now, guard it well and let nothing ill become it. The hearts of the Warbler leaders before you are in this book and do not let those words get lost to the world. Read those words, they'll help shape you into the leader I know you can become. Are you ready for the challenge of leading these shenanigans?"
Fred, the beat boxing Warbler, looked at Wes and nodded and then he grinned and threw his arms around Wes and hugged him close. Wes laughed and hugged him back, soon the two of them were in the middle of a group hug. Some of the boys started to sing For He's A Jolly Good Fellow and the rest of them then joined in, singing for Fred. But then Wes felt someone grab his hand and pull him out of the crowd. It was Blaine and his eyes spoke of hurt. Blaine opened his mouth to speak but Wes cut him off with:
"Because you won't be here next year", he said.
Blaine stared at him and Wes ruffled his hair before turning to the rest of the boys.
"Well boys", he said and they all looked at him. "I declare this meeting over, now let's enjoy our summer and-"
"Oh no you don't", Trent said wagging a finger at him. "We have to sing you a goodbye song before you leave for graduation."
"Really Trent that is not necessary", Wes said.
"Yes it is!" everyone else, even Blaine, chorused. Wes shrugged and sat down on a table that stood nearby.
"Well hurry up then", he teased. "I don't have much time."
The boys huddled together and whispered about songs to sing. Wes just smiled at it all and then they turned to him with evil smirks on their faces.
"I don't like where this is going", Wes mumbled looking to his side as if he was mumbling to someone. The Warblers stood around him and then started: (Blaine, Warblers)
Vum vum vum vuuuum
Vum vum vum vuuuum
"Gaga", Wes groaned and face-palmed when he realized it was Beethoven's 5:th Symphony and what song they were going to sing.
Oh
(Ba dum a dum)
Baby girl, where ya at?
Got no strings, got men attatched
(Ba dum a dum)
Can't stop this feeling for long, no
Mmmm
(Ba dum a dum)
You're making dogs wanna beg
Breaking them off your fancy legs
(Ba da da dum)
They make you feel right at home now
See, all these illusions just take us too long
And I want it bad
Because you walk pretty
Because you talk pretty
'Cause you make me sick
And I'm not leaving
'Til you're leaving
Oh I swear there's something when she's pumping
Asking for a raise
Well does she want me to carry her home now?
Does she want me to buy her things?
On my house, on my job
On my loot, shoes, shirt, my crew, my mind
My father's last name
When I get you alone
When I get you you'll know babe
When I get you alone
When I get you alone
Oh, come on
Yeah, yeah
(Ba dum a dum)
Baby girl, you the shhh
That makes you my equivalent
(Ba dum a dum)
The Warblers performed and danced nearly like they did at the GAP but then Blaine sang:
You can keep your-
"Finish that line and I will burn all your gel", Wes warned and pointed at Blaine's face. And Blaine and the Warblers stopped singing. "I don't want or need that image in my head thank you very-"
There was a knock on the door and two other seniors appeared. They told Wes it was time to go and Wes hugged the Warblers before taking his cap and leave. When he was gone Nick leaned towards Blaine.
"Do you think we gave them enough time", he asked and Blaine smirked evilly.
"I think so", he said. "Wes is not gonna know what hit him."
James, Howard, Schue, Sue, Beiste and the Warblers and New Direction were in the BIG auditorium at Dalton. They were watching the graduates get their diplomas and they were all proud of their graduate. Kurt thought back on the first time he met Victor and he had to smile. He remembered running out of the auditorium dead set on finding that spy and chew him out.
"Hey!" Puck shouted and they all turned towards the door and saw someone hide behind the rows of seat furthest from the stage. The shape noticed Puck's shout and ran for it.
"Spy!" Rachel shouted.
"Get him", Finn shouted and the boys, save Artie, took off towards the door. Kurt followed as well. He was just behind Mike and a little ahead of them was Sam, Finn and Puck was in the lead. When they got out of the auditorium Kurt saw a shadow go around the corner. Puck rounded it too and they heard a crash and someone groan:
"What the hell?"
"Shit sorry", Puck swore, got up and ran again, Sam and Finn followed. Mike and Kurt came around the corner and saw a boy with tan skin, who seemed to be rather short, that had dark eyebrows but blonde short hair and was dressed in light denim, black sneakers, black turtle neck shirt and a black leather jacket. Beside him on the floor lied an umbrella and a black bag of the same kind as Kurt had himself.
Mike and Kurt shook their heads at their friends' "rudeness" and they walked over and held their hands out to the guy. The boy looked up at them and Kurt saw that his eyes were almost black and Asian. The boy took their hands and Mike and Kurt pulled him up.
"Sorry about them", Mike said as he and Kurt brushed off the kid's, according to Kurt, hideous clothes. "They want to catch that spy."
"Spy", the boy asked confused but Kurt suspected him from the start.
"We're in Glee-club", Kurt explained anyway. "Other choirs send spies to check up on us. Did you see it run by?"
"I was busy trying to figure out my way around here and then I get rammed by a fridge on legs."
Mike grinned at that and Kurt had to smile. He smiled at the new nickname for Puck, but also for knowing that he was probably right. They had the spy right here in front of them. But Kurt decided to keep that to himself for now.
"I'm Kurt Hummel and this is Mike Chang", he said and held out his hand.
"Victor Montgomery", the boy said and they shook hands. "So you're in glee?"
Kurt had been right, it had been Wes/Victor that had been spying on them. Well spying was the wrong word. They'd caught his attention and Wes had explained to him over the phone that he thought it was a closed rehearsal and that he'd get in trouble for sneaking in. Kurt also thought of what Wes had meant to him this year. He had protected him against bullies, he had helped Kurt get more confident, had helped Kurt to actually feel good about himself and most importantly… Wes had made Kurt feel that he could be friends with boys and Kurt knew that Wes would always be his friend.
Santana was also thinking of the first time she met Wes/Victor Montgomery. She remembered sitting in her Spanish class feeling bored beyond apprehension…
She looked up chewing on her pencil. Mr. Schue was talking about something about grammar in Spanish. Santana thought that this was a pointless course, she was Hispanic and fluent in the language… so why did she have to take this course with Mr. Schue as a teacher. She had nothing against him… but he was so boring.
Suddenly the door opened and in stepped a boy with tan skin, who wasn't that tall, had dark eyebrows but blonde short hair, almost black eyes and he was dressed in light denim, black sneakers, black turtle neck shirt and a black leather jacket. On his arm hung a black umbrella, because it was raining outside that morning. He had a black bag of the same kind as Kurt Hummel and around him was an air of confidence. Mr. Schue smiled brightly and said in Spanish: (All text written like this is in Spanish)
"Ah you must be our new student. I'm Mr. Schue welcome to Spanish class."
"Thank you Mr. Schue", the guy said and smiled. "My name is Victor Montgomery. I'm a senior but since the school is not supplying advanced Russian, Italian or German I have to join your elite Spanish class."
"Wow that was… almost completely right", Schue said a little perplexed. "Everyone in here is either Hispanic or just really good at the language. The ages vary so we have a couple of seniors. Say Buenos días to our new classmate Victor Montgomery class."
"Buenos días", the class said and the new kid looked around the room and Santana smirked because she knew the only free seat was beside her. Victor sat down and Mr. Schue started talking but Santana wasn't listening and she could see that Victor wasn't paying attention either. He was letting his gaze wander through the room. All the students were looking at him. Santana thought he wasn't bad looking, but that hair had to go. He turned to her and that's when she realized he was Asian.
'A blonde Asian', she thought. 'Now I've seen it all…'
"Off the market", he said without moving his lips that much and Santana stared at him in surprise.
'Wow how did he do that?'
Then she smirked.
"Not for long", she whispered. "No one can withstand the power of Santana Lopez."
"Then it will be my pleasure to proof you wrong."
'And he wants to challenge me, bring it on then Blondie', she thought and smirked.
She smiled watching her big brother get up from his chair and walk with his friends towards the stage. Wes had turned out to be one of the most important people in her life. He'd been there for her when she couldn't turn to anyone else and they had a unique chemistry. Some people always got horrified when he or she called the other bitch respective homo. She remembered the first time she called him homo, she thought that Kurt or Mercedes would kill her but they didn't. Now her big brother was done with school here and would move on… far away. She smiled when she realized he hadn't fallen for her… just like he said.
Mercedes smiled proudly watching her boyfriend get his diploma and hugging the principal. She smiled when she thought of how she reacted when she first laid eyes on that gorgeous boy with the blonde hair and confident step.
"Why should only the boys get a chance to get that spy", Santana asked darkly. "Let's get him!"
The girls all agreed and hurried out from the auditorium leaving only Schue and Artie behind. The hurried towards the direction they heard voices from. They saw Mike and Kurt face a blonde Asian boy dressed in light denim, black sneakers, black leather jacket and black turtle neck. He wasn't that tall, a bit shorter than Kurt but not much. The boys were talking to him and he was smirking.
"He has to be the spy", Rachel whispered angrily and they all glared daggers at the boy. Rachel marched forward, pointed at the boy and shouted:
"Spy!"
The boy looked around in confusion, to figure out who she pointed at. When he didn't see anyone he turned back to her.
"Who", he asked then pointed at himself. "Me?"
"Who else", Tina said and crossed her arms.
"Yeah I've never seen you here before", Mercedes said and he looked at her. Their gazes met and Mercedes felt warmth grow in her chest. His nearly black eyes were gorgeous and so was he. She felt it right then and there. This boy was meant to be hers.
'Careful', she reminded herself. 'Hotties are usually the best spies.'
"That's because he's the new kid", Santana said smirking and Mercedes were pulled from her thoughts. "He's in my Spanish class."
"Not a pleasure to see you again Santana", the boy said and smirked. She waltzed up to him and circled him.
"For a male dwarf you look kinda cute", she said.
"For a Hispanic bitch you look rather decent."
She just laughed and nudged him.
"I like you boy", she said. "Not in a sexual way though. That blonde hair does not go with your eyes."
"Everything to make me stick out."
"I heard the football team is flustered with you because of you avoiding their slushees", Quinn said. She had expected someone big or tall to be the one making the football team flustered. Not a, as Santana put it, male dwarf. Well he wasn't that short but still… the shortest boy she'd ever met. But there was something about him though… she just didn't know what.
"Well…" he said and then he frowned and shook his head. "Uh sorry what was your name again?"
"Oh how rude of me", Kurt said and linked his arm with the boys smiling brightly.
'If Kurt likes him that much he is not a spy', Tina thought. Something about this new boy just spoke trust and he seemed to get along good with Kurt. 'Maybe he's gay too...'
"Girls", Kurt said happily. "This is Victor Montgomery. Victor this is Rachel Berry."
"Hi", Rachel said.
"Tina Cohen-Chang."
"Nice to meet you", Tina said smiling. 'Maybe he's as nice as he looks.'
"Brittany S. Pierce", Kurt went on.
"I got more talent than everyone else, Brittney Spears taught me that." Brittany looked at the blonde boy. He looked funny. His eyebrows were dark but his hair was blonde. But… he seemed sad. He was smiling but still looked sad. Brittany wondered why that was. Maybe he had lost his lunch or forgotten the combination to his locker. That made Brittany sad at times.
"Santana Lopez", Kurt went on.
"Don't try anything 'cause I'll go Lima Heights on your ass."
"Quinn Fabray."
"Charmed", Quinn said with a little smile.
"And Mercedes Jones."
"Do not touch my tots", Mercedes warned with a happy smile.
Victor looked at the girls and smiled and then turned to Kurt.
"What a bunch of lovely ladies you have gotten here Kurt", he said and the girls all grinned." Although dare I say none of them are for you?"
'Oh no he didn't', Mercedes thought and prepared to launch into defense mood. No one, not even a cutie pie like Victor Montgomery would be allowed to bully her boy Kurt.
"I… uh…" Kurt looked flabbergasted.
"Oh sorry did I offend you?" Victor looked really apologetic. "You are gay right? Oh or am I making a fool of myself right now because you aren't or did I just out you? I am terribly sorry… uh maybe I should go."
"No no no", Kurt said made sure that Victor's arm still stayed linked to his. "
'Okay so maybe he is not going to bully him', Mercedes thought. 'Wow he looks cute when flustered…'
'Why does Kurt trust him so quickly', Rachel thought. 'For all we know this Victor is just a spy that pretends to attend this school… or attend it for a little while like Jesse did.'
"That's okay", Kurt went on. "Uh I'm just surprised you picked up at it so fast."
"I have a well trained gaydar", Victor said smiling. "Since my dad is gay I've learnt how to recognize gay people… are there more at this school?"
"No", Rachel said. "No one… only Kurt."
Victor looked at Kurt who looked a bit sad.
"Must be pretty lonely", he said and Kurt looked a bit sadder. Mercedes and Tina started plotting ways to get Kurt happy again but Victor beat them to it.
"Oh!" he said grinning like he'd just had a brilliant idea. "Hey Kurt are you big on fashion?"
"Absolutely", Kurt said smiling.
"Great! I've just moved in and well all the stuff I had at my old school doesn't really fit here… uniforms you know the drill. Could you help me pick out a wardrobe? My fashion sense stinks."
"I would be delighted", Kurt said grinning happily.
"Great how about Tuesday after school?"
"Sure."
Victor turned to the girls. "Would any of you fine ladies want to accompany us? The more the merrier."
"I'd love to", Mercedes said. Thinking that she'd love to spend a day near that cutie.
"Me too", Tina said. "Is it okay Mike?"
"Sure there's football training then", Mike said kissing her cheek. "And why do you ask? You're a big girl and I trust you." Tina grinned happy over her boyfriend not being the jealous type.
"Great I'll see you guys Monday", Victor said and hurried off. The girls and Mike turned to Kurt and he sighed.
"He's not gay", Kurt said. "But he is a friendly straight guy… you think he's doing this to be nice or is he telling the truth?"
"About uniforms yes", Mercedes said. "The gossip is that he's been living at some big shot private school across the country."
"Is he Asian or does he just look Asian", Quinn asked and looked at Mike and Tina.
"Asian with dyed hair", Tina said.
"He's cute", Rachel said. "And nice… hopefully he gets to stay that way."
The girls had all, over time for some, decided then that whoever this Victor Montgomery was he would be good for Kurt. And they had been right. Mercedes smiled as the principal handed something to Wes and she looked at her watch. Soon… just a few more minutes. Wes turned to the mike and grinned.
"An old tradition of Dalton has always been that graduating seniors with titles should pass the 'torch' on to the next student to get the title… officially after receiving his diploma", he said and smiled at the sea of boys that sat closest to the stage, behind the graduates of course. "And I have a few torches to pass on."
A few boys giggled and Wes turned to the small box the principal had given him and he pulled out a gavel. He looked at the principal.
"Seriously sir", he said and the principal smirked.
"They say you are addicted to that thing", he teased and the Warblers laughed while Wes rolled his eyes. But then he turned to the boys again and spoke into the mike:
"The first torch I'm passing on is the 'torch' of the head Warbler… and it's going to Fred Richards junior to be."
The auditorium applauded as Fred got up onto the stage, took the gavel and gave Wes a bone crushing hug. Wes hugged him back, both of them grinning wide. He then turned to the box and fished out a set of keys. He shook them a little and turned to the audience smirking.
"The keys of the student council president", he said and looked at the student council that was seated together. "The next president is Rob Western."
The auditorium cheered again and Rob, Robbie the secretary ran up on the stage and flew into Wes' arms… nearly knocking both of them to the ground. Wes had noticed the vice president Joshua getting up… expecting to get the part but his face fell when Rob got it.
"Thank you thank you thank you thank you", Robbie shouted over and over again as he hugged Wes. Wes just smiled and patted his back. He then returned to the box and fished out the last item… a whistle and he rolled his eyes.
"Where are you Malcolm", he said smirking. "You said you'd make the job as dorm prefect look so easy and do a better job than me at it."
Malcolm was blushing as he walked onto the stage and got the whistle… that the prefect before Wes had gotten as a joke. Wes was just happy to get rid of it… he hated whistles. Seriously… those shrill noises just hurt his head. The three boys he'd passed the torches to left the stage but when Wes was about to follow the stage went dark and the big screen used at lectures and school starts was rolled down.
"Now what", Wes mumbled but then the projector started and he gaped in shock. It was pictures and clips of him from his first year at Dalton that were shown on screen. He gaped and then turned to the audience as the Warblers and New Directions started to sing… as the Dalton band played. Mercedes walked down the aisle singing: (Mercedes, All, Kurt)
I call you when I need you, my heart's on fire
You come to me, come to me wild and wild
When you come to me
Give me everything I need
Give me a lifetime of promises and a world of dreams
Speak a language of love like you know what it means
And it can't be wrong
Take my heart and make it strong baby
You're simply the best, better than all the rest
Better than anyone, anyone I've ever met
I'm stuck on your heart, and hang on every word you say
Tear us apart, baby I would rather be dead
The two choirs had reached the stage now and all stood in a half moon shape behind him so that he was visible for them and for the audience, that by now was on its feet clapping. Wes was looking between the group and the screen. He was so touched he felt tears sting in the corner of his eyes. Kurt linked his arm to Wes' and turned him towards the audience.
In your heart I see the star of every night and every day
In your eyes I get lost, I get washed away
Just as long as I'm here in your arms – He put Wes' arms around him and Wes laughed.
I could be in no better place
You're simply the best, better than all the rest
Better than anyone, anyone I've ever met
I'm stuck on your heart, and hang on every word you say
Tear us apart, baby I would rather be dead
Kurt spun him around as the countertenor joined the others and Sam pushed a saxophone into Wes' chest and grinned. Wes looked confused at the instrument. Sam put the band that helped holding the sax over Wes' head and patted his shoulder.
Each time you leave me I start losing control
You're walking away with my heart and my soul
I can feel you even when I'm alone
Oh baby, don't let go
Wes shook his head but started to play the saxophone solo and everyone cheered and all of those in the Warblers and the ND that didn't know Wes could play, stared at him. It was only Sam, Mercedes and Rachel that didn't stare.
You're simply the best, whoo
Better than all the rest
Better than anyone, anyone I've ever met
Oh I'm stuck on your heart, and hang on every word you say
Tear us apart, baby I would rather be dead
Oh you're the best!
Wes was pulled into a massive group hug and the crowd cheered. Wes laughed and cried but hugged his friends and family close before kissing Mercedes passionately.
Later that evening they were at the Montgomery house in Lima and everyone was inside celebrating and having fun, but outside on the porch stood a lone figure and looked up at the dark starry skies above him. He smiled as he looked at them.
"We did it Ver", he said and smiled at the star. "Just like you said we would… like you said that day. Are you watching us now Ver? Are you still cheering for us?"
"Wes", a soft voice said and he turned around and saw Mercedes.
"Hi Mercy", he said smiling.
"Who're you talking to?" she stood beside him.
"Only the stars", he said and looked back up at them with a fond smile.
"And do you get an answer", she asked and put her hand over his.
"Not really", he looked at Venus shining so brightly in the sky. "If you don't count them shining extra bright as a sign of them answering."
"They just shine extra bright because you want them to", she teased.
"Maybe…"
"Who's Ver", Mercedes asked carefully. "Is it Veronica?"
"Yeah", Wes mumbled and looked at the stars with shining eyes. "She loved the stars and she told me that she knew what the Warblers would win the whole circus this year."
"She was right", Mercedes mumbled but Wes didn't hear the somewhat jealous undertone in her voice. "Did you love her much?"
"As a brother loves a sister", Wes asked without looking at her. "I dream of her sometimes… sometimes it's nightmares but sometimes it's happy dreams. When the dreams are happy you and she are talking together and she tells you how happy she is that I found you… or that you found me. She and you get along so well and sometimes Santana joins the circus. She says she's happy I found the two of you to accompany me through life. Sometimes she tells you or Santana that she's happy you can replace her… but the two of you always says it's not about replacing because you can never run out of love to give."
"Would you… have married her if you loved her?"
"I would've if I loved her the way I love you", he said and turned to her with a smile. She smiled back slightly. "You're the only girl for me."
"Don't say that", Mercedes said and blushed. "You'll be going far away, into a city with millions of girls… maybe you find someone there to replace me…"
"Never", he took her hands between his. "Because you're one of a kind Mercedes and I love you."
"Proof it", she said cheekily and he kissed her on the lips with all the love he possessed poured into it. She smiled against his lips. She knew he loved her and only her… well with that kind of love anyway.
"Yo Wesley!" a voice shouted behind them and they turned and saw Puck and David grin at them.
"Stop hanging around out there!" David said grinning.
"Let's join the party!" Puck said and grabbed hold of Mercedes and Wes' hands and pulled them into the house. The music was loud and everyone was dancing. Wes saw his dads and walked over and hugged both of them and they hugged him close. Then he grinned when he saw Brittany dancing by herself. He walked over and said:
"I think I owe you a duet don't I?"
She grinned and threw her arms around him smiling widely. Wes had to sing many duets that night because he didn't only owe it to Brittany some of his friends demanded to sing with him. He had to sing duets with Tina, Puck, Finn, Sam and Kurt demanded another duet with him.
With Brittany he sang Anything You Can Do I Can Do Better, Tina and he sang a song by an Icelandic singer named Yohanna and the song was named Is It True, Puck and Wes sang You Got A Friend In Me, Finn and Wes made some humor out of it and sang a song from Quest for Camelot by the name of If I Didn't Have You and Sam and Wes sang Fly On the Wings of Love, both of them playing guitar as they sang.
But when it was Kurt and Wes' turn to entertain everyone Kurt grabbed Wes by the arm and whispered something and a wicked smile crept onto Wes' face. He whispered something back to Kurt and then darted out of the room and Kurt moved around a lamp so that it was by the piano, he lit it and turned off the rest of the lights in the room.
The room wasn't very light and they all looked confused at that but then the door opened and came in, carrying a video camera swooping over the room. The Warblers, ND and Wes dads were sitting on chairs or couches and were wondering what the heck was going on. Wes acted as if they weren't there. Howard and Rachel were the only ones smiling… because they figured out what this was.
"And so into the abyss..." Wes said swooping the camera over the room again. "The lot. Where a small stage is partially set up."
Kurt was by the piano looking as if he was playing with some wires that were to the unhooked stereo.
"Line in", Kurt read in annoyance. "I went to Harvard for this?"
Wes turned the camera to his own face and said dryly:
"Close on Wes' nose dive."
"Line out…"
"Will he get out of here alive?"
Wes' foot hit a table and Kurt turned around and saw him. They looked at each other and Wes looked sheepish.
"Wes", Kurt asked sounding uncertain.
"Hi", Wes said sheepishly. Kurt groaned and turned away from him.
"I told him not to call you", he grumbled.
"He", Rachel asked in confusion. Nick, Jeff and Blaine who now knew what it was about also looked confused. But everything got clear when Wes said:
"That's Blaine, but can I help since I'm here?"
The four people that knew what was going on, other than the now blushing Blaine, laughed.
"I hired an engineer", Kurt mumbled.
"Great!" Wes said. "Well, nice to have met you." He turned to walk away.
"Wait! She's three hours late…"
"Ah", Wes said and walked over and music started from the laptop Kurt had set up and Kurt sang: (Kurt, Both, Wes)
The samples won't delay
But the cable-
There's another way
Say something… anything
Test one, two three…
Anything but... that
This is weird
It's weird
Very weird
Fuckin' weird
I'm so mad
That I don't know what to do
Fighting with microphones
Freezing down to my bones
And to top it all off
I'm with you
Feel like going insane?
Got a fire in your brain?
And you're thinking of drinking gasoline?
As a matter of fact-
Honey, I know this act
It's called the 'Tango Blainey' – Everyone laughed at that, even Blaine and he fished out his phone and started to film.
The Tango Blainey
It's a dark, dizzy merry-go-round
As he keeps you dangling
You're wrong
Your heart he is mangling
It's different with me
And you toss and you turn
'Cause his cold eyes can burn
Yet you yearn and you churn and rebound
I think I know what you mean
The Tango Blainey
Has he ever pouted his lips
And called you 'Pookie'
Never
Have you ever doubted a kiss or two?
This is spooky
Did you swoon when he walked through the door?
Every time
So be cautious
Did he moan over other boys?
*snort* More than moan
I'm getting nauseous
Wes suddenly made a little spin and step and held his hand out to Kurt, who took it and they started to tango with Wes leading. After they danced a bit Wes asked:
"Where'd you learn to tango?"
"With the French Ambassador's daughter in her dorm room at Miss Porter's" Kurt answered. "And you?"
"With Nanette Himmelfarb, the Rabbi's daughter at the Scarsdale Jewish Community Center."
They suddenly spun so that Kurt was leading instead and Wes looked as if he was struggling.
"It's hard to do this backwards", he said and Kurt spun him and then dipped him down saying:
"You should try it in heels!"
Wes stared at him and Kurt then sang:
He cheated
He cheated!– Kurt dropped Wes so he landed on his back.
Blainey cheated
Fuckin' cheated– Wes was still lying on his back looking up at the roof.
I'm defeated
I should give up right now– Wes jumped to his feet, brushed off his clothes and sang:
Gotta look on the bright side
With all of your might
I'd fall for him still anyhow
When you're dancing his dance
You don't stand a chance
His grip of romance
Make you fall
So you think, 'Might as well'
"Dance a tango to hell"
'At least I'll have tangoed at all'
The Tango Blainey
Gotta dance till your diva is through
You pretend to believe him
Cause in the end you can't leave him
But the end it will come
Still you have to play dumb
Till you're glum and you bum
And turn blue
Why do we love when he's mean?
The two of them sat on either side of Blaine, discussing over his head while everyone was grinning at the duo.
And she can be so obscene
Wes handed Kurt a "mike"
"Try the mike", he said and Kurt said:
"My Blainey." Then he faked a echo of ney, ney, ney.
"Patched!"
"Thanks!"
Wes grinned and put his hands behind his head.
"You know I feel great now", he said cheerfully.
"I feel lousy", Kurt said and then he fished up his phone. "Honey, we're... Pookie?" Wes snorted and Kurt sent him a death glare. "You never call me Pookie... Forget it, we're patched."
Kurt and Wes look at each other and finishes the song:
The Tango Blainey!
Everyone laugh again and clap their hands. Wes was happier than he had been for many years. He was safe, everyone he cared about was safe, he didn't have to hide anymore, he had lots of friends and a big family, he'd won sectionals, regionals and nationals in show choir competition, he'd won titles in martial arts… again and he had a wonderful girlfriend. He had graduated and a new adventure was waiting for him when fall comes around. He put his arm around Mercedes, yes life was good.
Epilogue?
Kurt and Blaine walked into the church and looked around. Everything was ready, the groom was in place with his groomsmen, the in-laws were there and all the guests. All that was left was the bride and her bridesmaids. Kurt smiled when he looked around the church and then he saw a lone figure sit in the bench furthest from the altar on the groom's side of the church. His hair was dark purple and Kurt grinned and ran over. He slowed down just behind him and covered the man's eyes with his hands.
"Guess who", he said.
"Hm… could it be a sugar plum fairy?" the man asked. "Ow!" he exclaimed when he got hit up the head. But the hand that covered his eyes was moved and he turned to Kurt and grinned innocently.
"Kurt!" he yelled happily. "My I would never have guessed it was you."
Kurt glared at him and slapped him on the arm.
"Ow!" the man said but was grinning. "Kurt Hummel-Anderson why are you always so violent?"
"Oh shut up Wes", Kurt said and then grinned and pulled the shorter man into a tight hug, when Wes had gotten up that is. "It's good to see you, is everything okay?"
"Yup, hi Blainey", Wes said and then saw Blaine and jumped over the bench and pulled Blaine into a hug.
"Hi Wes", Blaine said happily. "You still going purple?"
"Yeah it's my favorite color because-"
"It's the first shade you ever colored", Kurt finished happily. "So how are the show going? The premier is soon right?"
"That it is", Wes said and smiled. "I'm a bit nervous actually."
"Why", Blaine asked. "We all know you'll make a great Phantom!"
"Thanks", Wes said and then turned to Kurt. "Darling I still think you should've auditioned for Christine, I wouldn't mind kissing you."
"But honey what's wrong with kissing Rachel", Kurt asked. Wes shuddered. "Oh… right. So uh… how are things with-"
"PAPA!" a little voice shouted and a girl with long black hair with pink highlights ran over to him and jumped into his arms. Wes laughed and hoisted her up.
"Victoria S. Pierce how many times have your moms told you not to shout and run in churches", Wes asked amused.
"This many times papa!" the girl shrieked and held up all her fingers. Wes, Kurt and Blaine laughed and Santana and Brittany came hurrying over.
"Hi there homo", Santana said when she saw Wes.
"Hi bitch", he said smiling.
"Watch your language around the little ones", Kurt scolded and took the hand of the small boy that was walking by his side. The boy had brown curly hair and big blue eyes. He was sucking on his thumb.
"Hi Victor!" Victoria said and had Wes put her down. She took Victor's hand and they ran off to find the other children.
"It's really great of you to be here", Blaine said and turned to Wes. "Even though it is Sam and Mercedes getting married." Wes smiled and then snorted slightly.
"I couldn't care less", Wes said. "I'm happy Sam can marry the woman he loves… after her betrayal in your senior year I've never felt the same about her. I am only here for Sam's sake."
"So where is your lovely fiancee", Brittany asked and smiled at Wes who blushed.
"Your what", Kurt shrieked and stared at his best male friend. "And how did Britt know?!"
"I saw it on his hand", she said.
Wes held up his hand and they saw the golden ring around his left ringfinger.
"Wesley Montgomery", Santana said and pointed at his face. "When were you going to tell me that you are-"
She was interrupted when a short girl in a dark purple dress that clearly matched Wes' hair stepped into the church. Wes grinned happily and hurried over to her and kissed her.
"Missed me Mr. Montgomery", she asked.
"You know it Mrs. Montgomery", Wes said and offered her his arm before leading her over to their seats. Behind them they left a gaping crowd and Puck stepped over and asked the question on everyone's minds:
"Wes and Sunshine married in secret?"
Aaaaaand it's over. If you wonder about the ? after Epilogue it's because I haven't decided if I like that part yet. I plan to write a sequal... when i can get my hands on the third season. Anyway why did I break Montjones up? Well if I remember correctly Sam and Mercy seemed to have a fling at the end of season2 and I've gotten told that they are having some love struggle in season 3... Aaaand I can say that I plan for Wes to be a "villain" in the sequal and I need a reason for him to go bad... so isn't a cheating girlfriend that lies about it and breaks his heart and Warblers that break their word about sticking together and always play fair a good reason?
Anyway it will have to wait a while anyway. As it looks now I'm gonna continue on "Take the Blame". So keep your eyes open and thanks for sticking with me through "Relocated".
Eraman out.