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Meee: I have an idea for a oneshot. What if one (or more) of the WotFA came to visit Wes and they end up meeting the Warblers of 2011. The Warblers of 2011 ask what year they graduated, and when they say 2004 or whatever, they're like "how do you know Wes then? Wes is a senior this year" and then Wes explains his past.

The Warblers were actually studying this time because Wes had banned Blaine from starting up performances just like that when they all needed to study for tests. Wes was right now sitting with the three freshmen, helping them with their studying. Kurt couldn't help but smile at that, Wes really was like a big brother to all of them. He may just look like he could be related to Chris but still… He wondered how they'd actually survive at this school without Wes, he kept them all in line and made sure their grades were good, very good. But Kurt couldn't help but wonder… who did that for Wes and how did Wes become to be who he was now? Was there a story about "Little Brother Wes" somewhere? The Warblers were doing their studying in the Warbler Hall and suddenly there was a knock on the door.

"Dave can you check", Wes asked without looking up from where he was helping John through European history. David nodded and got up and opened the door… only to be met by two water balloons.

"Niff!" he shouted and the two normal culprits looked up from the studies.

"What", Jeff asked. "We're here how could we have done that?"

David was about to answer when he heard a chuckle behind him and turned to see a brunette and a blonde.

"Sorry", the blonde said. "We thought someone else would open the door."

"Yeah", the brunette said. "Baby sacrificing others over yourself? When did you take lessons from Lucas? Ow! Shit man I was only joking!"

The Warblers were all looking up now and David moved aside to let a group of boys and a young woman pass. It was nine of them in total, one was carrying what seemed to be a present as well. It was two brunettes, one redhead, two African-Americans, one blonde, a blonde girl, a Latino and an Asian. The shorter of the two African-Americans was looking annoyed while the other was smiling. But he was gigantic. The biggest guy anyone had ever seen.

"Uhm who are you", Blaine asked. "And what are you doing here?"

"We're here to pay a visit to our baby", the brunette that had thrown a water balloon at David said happily. "And Bastian wants to hand over a late birthday/early graduation gift."

All eyes turned to Wes, he was watching the group with a soft smile on his face.

"I thought I told you to do that at midsummer", he said and the other Asian smiled at him.

"Well you know us kiddo", he said. "We never do what you tell us to, so why don't you come up here and give me a hug?"

"No hug me!" the brunette said. "I know you've missed me most!"

Wes smiled and got up and hurried up to the group… and hugged the Latino first. The Latino smirked and held him tightly.

"Hey that's no fair!" the brunette said. "You can't hug Austin first!"

"Of course he can", Austin said and he and Wes both looked at Nathan while still hugging. "I've been gone the longest!"

"And who'd miss you", Wes teased and the brunette gaped at him. Before turning to the blonde.

"Otto our baby is mocking us!" he said.

"He must pay Nathan", Otto said.

"Shit", Wes swore.

"Don't worry darling they won't lay a hand on you", the girl said. Wes smiled at her.

"Uh hum", Kurt cleared his throat and Wes looked at him, still hugging the Latino named Austin.

"Yes Kurt", he asked.

"We who are these people?" Kurt asked.

"Oh! Right you and the freshmen haven't met most of them yet…" Wes said and grinned. "The rest of you should at least recognize them from the midsummer parties."

"Will you stop hugging Austin and hug the rest of us before Otthan gets an aneurysm", the big African-American asked. Wes looked at him.

"No", he said and hugged Austin tighter. Austin just laughed and did the same.

"Allow me then", the older Asian said. "I'm Jerry Jonston, the big African American is Mark Connors, the other one is Lucas Bedford, the tiny brunette is Mitch Magnuson, the other one is Nathan Newland, the blonde beside him getting an aneurysm is Otto Johnson, Wes is hugging Austin Diaz and the redhead is Bastian Nolan. And the only girl in the room is Justine Gideon."

"Who demands to get her boyfriend back", the girl said crossing her arms over her chest. Wes smiled and moved out of Austin's arms so that she could take his place. Wes opened his mouth to say something when his phone started ringing. He rolled his eyes, it was the signal he used for student council members.

"What is it Rufus", he asked when he answered the phone. "Okay, okay I'll be there." He hung up and packed his stuff. "I'll be back soon guys, feel free to answer any question the Warblers have… except Niff asking Otthan about pranks and stuff. That's a big no no." With that Wes hurried outside. When he was gone every Warbler in the room turned to the older teens.

"So you've all you boys have been Warblers before", Joseph asked.

"Yes and Justine as well", Mitch said.

"How's that possible", Fred asked.

"I'm a cross dresser", Justine explained happily. "I am the history's one and only Warblerette!"

The older Warblers laughed at that.

"So when did you graduate since you all seem to know Wes?" Trent asked. "It must've been 2008 right? When Wes was a freshman."

The older Warblers looked at each other.

"Actually", Jerry said. "Bastian, Mark and I graduated 2005. Lucas in 2006, Justine and Austin in 2007 and only Mitch, Otto and Nathan graduated in 2008."

The Warblers stared at them.

"What", David asked. "But… Wes was a freshman in 2008… how do you guys know him then? You can't be so close to him only because of those midsummer parties we have each year."

"Well Wes may have been a freshman in school year 07/08", Lucas explained. "But Wes got here school year 04/05."

The Warblers all gaped and stared at the older Warblers.

"What", Kurt asked. "But… how old was he then? 11?"

"Actually", a voice said from the door and they turned to see Wes stand there with a sad smile on his face. "I was twelve but looked like 9 because I was the tiniest boy ever attending this school."

"But", Thad asked as Wes entered the room and sat down on a couch. "Why?"

Wes sighed.

"Because my biological family didn't want me…" he said. Jerry's brow furrowed and he sat down beside Wes and put an arm around his shoulders and Wes smiled at him. Bastian sat on Wes' other side and put a hand on his shoulders.

"What", Jeff asked. "That's ridiculous! What family wouldn't want you?! That can't be true!"

"Yeah how come you're saying that", Nick asked.

"It's a long story", Wes mumbled.

"We have time", Fred said. "We all need a study break anyway."

Wes smiled slightly.

"Okay then", he said. "Get comfortable people… this might take a while. Well I'll stick to the basics."

The Warblers all gathered around him and Wes sighed.

"My father is named Isaac Montgomery and he is a very rich man", he said.

"I've heard of him", Frank said. "But… isn't he married to an African-American woman and have kids?"

"He is and he has", Wes said, he smiled awkwardly.

"Oh", the Warblers all said as they realized what was going on.

"Yeah", Wes said. "As far as I know my father met my mother somewhere and when I was born she left me with him for some reason. I hope it is because she thought it would give me a better life but I have been told she just didn't want me… I don't know her name or anything."

"Not even what she looks like", Kurt asked.

"I guess she might be short because my father is almost as tall as Mark… I didn't get my height from him… or musical talents."

"Or artistic talents", Bastian said fondly.

"Maybe… Anyway. My father couldn't deny I was his but he couldn't keep me because his wife would find out he was being unfaithful… so he sent me to live with his parents. They weren't… very nice."

"How so", John asked curiously.

"They made it their business to make me realize that I was a living sin. They treated me worse than dirt. I was being introduced as an orphaned cousin of my father's which is why we looked so alike… then when they sometimes wanted it to feel as if I was not living with them when my father's family came to visit they would lock me into tiny spaces, turn off all the lights and lock the doors. They didn't care if I had food or got scared, I am sure they enjoyed it."

"They what?!" Kurt yelled. "They can't do that! You were just a tiny kid!"

"That doesn't exist in any records", Wes said and everyone stared at him, except for those who already knew this.

"What?!" Frank yelled. "What do you mean?"

"My father and his parents hired a lawyer that has masked my existence for the world. There is no record of me being born or being related to Mr. Montgomery… only when he dies will those records be released to my oldest half-brother to do what he want with."

"But", Kurt said. "Can they do that?"

"Apparently", Wes said with a shrug.

"How long did you stay with those fuckers", Jeff asked angrily.

"Language", Wes and Jerry said at the same time.

"Wait are you and Jerry related then", Blaine asked. "You look a lot alike."

"We're not related", Jerry said. "If we were I'd keep kiddo with me always."

Wes smiled fondly at that.

"I will come back to that", he said. "When I was eight… the very same day I turned eight it was decided that it was too dangerous to keep me around the house anymore so I was sent to a boarding school… I stayed there for a bit and was shipped to another where I stayed until I was twelve."

"But… you went home on breaks right", Luke asked and Wes shook his head.

"No… I wasn't wanted and the teachers at those schools made sure I knew that… as well as everyone else. When I was twelve I was sent to Dalton…"

"Hang on", David said and held up his hands. "You always say, on breaks, that you are waiting until everyone else have left before you leave yourself or that your parents are late."

"That um… might've been a lie", Wes said and scratched his neck.

"What?!" the Warblers yelled.

"But Wes you never lie!" Nick objected. "Never!"

"Well I think you can understand why I did this time right? It is embarrassing and I never wanted to put the weight of my troubles on anyone… I was even hesitant to let these guys into my life." He motioned for the former Warblers.

"It's true", Mark said with his deep voice. "It took us up to Christmas to make him stop calling himself Wesley and actually make sure he trusted us completely."

"And it took a while for that to happen", Lucas said. "We had a few lumps in the road."

"Like what", Kurt asked.

"Well we might've been jealous of the little guy and called him lots of bad stuff and he overheard."

"There is also the incident with the janitor's closet", Austin said and everyone involved shivered.

"And the breakup-circus", Nathan said and pulled Mitch close to him. "Horrible experience that I never want to experience again…"

"But it did pull all of us closer", Mitch said softly.

"What happened", Blaine asked. "If you don't mind me asking?"

While Nathan, Justine, Otto and Mitch launched into that story Bastian nudged Wes with his elbow and handed him the present. Wes smiled and opened it and a soft smile crept onto his face when he saw the painting.

It was a forest in wintertime and high on a slope overlooking a pack of sleeping wolves was a big and strong looking alpha male. It was grey with a white stomach and paws and with a bushy tail and black eyes. He was looking up at the dark sky where almost transparent forms could be see, four other wolves. One was black, one was crème colored, one was brown and one was grey. All four were watching the alpha on the slope. Pride was shining in their eyes and Wes knew what it meant.

He smiled at Bastian and gave him a big hug. Jerry smiled at the painting. All of the Warblers had gotten wolf-paintings form Bastian that had themselves as wolves but the chairmen also got paintings where they were somehow overlooking the pack.

Wes turned his attention back to Mitch that was telling the wide eyed Warblers of today about his suicide attempt and how it pulled everyone closer. He really was lucky. He had the best big brothers one could ask for, they were all so understanding and he couldn't shake the feeling that after today his little brothers would be much more understanding of him and support him more. Now that they knew the truth.

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