Well, I will admit this chapter is rather short but it is only a filler chapter. I realized that once you put the episodes in their correct order Glee managed to skip a whole month give or take a few days. So I created this chapter as a sort of glimpse into that month and all of the drama that it contained. Also a bit of harsh language ahead. Enjoy.


Mike walked into the school first day back after break and what he saw shocked him; Santana was down the hallway making out with some random guy. Why was Santana back to making out with guys? He thought they had managed to make some progress. Mike decided to walk over and see what was going on.

"Hey." Mike said next to them and they finally stopped kissing.

"Hey, have a nice break?" Santana asked as if some dude wasn't kissing down her neck and groping her.

Mike stared at them in confusion, "What are you doing?"

"I'm getting my mack on." Santana says simply.

"Hey, I'm a bit busy here. Why don't you wait your turn?" They guy says before he leads Santana to the nearest bathroom. Mike couldn't believe this; Santana just blew him off to go hook up with some guy in the school bathroom.

"You saw it too huh?" Mike turned to see a slightly disappointed Brittany standing behind him.

"What in the world is going on?" Mike asked.

"She's hiding again. I don't understand why she just can't accept her awesomeness and share it with the world." Brittany replied.

"It's sad but we have to give her time. How was your break?" Mike asked.

"It was pretty good. Lord Tubbington got a new cat post and he uses it to look out of the window. He's a very good guard cat; he meows at anyone who gets close to the house." Brittany says happily and Mike laughs at the image.


It's the first Acadec meeting in the new year and their hit with bad news; Simon just transferred schools. Apparently his parents wanted to get him away from the bulliying that he was subjected to on a regular basis when it was discovered that he was pushed into lockers, slushied, and had garbage dumped over his head.

"The good news is that we have a new member to joins us." Mr. Hennessey says. Mike looks over and sees Tina making her way over to sit next to him. They sat in awkward silence as the teacher continues on with his game plan on winning competitions.

As Mike is packing his bag at the end of class he looks over to Tina, "Why did you decide to join?"

"I missed you. All this time apart has given me time to think and I wanted to try again." Tina said quietly.

Mike sighed; was he ready to take Tina back? On one hand this is exactly what he's been wishing for but none of that matters is they still have the same problems that broke them up in the first place.

"I'm not going to suddenly stop being friends with Santana just because you want to try again. You really hurt me Tina, with your harsh words, your accusations, and your lack of faith in me to stay committed; it's going to take some time." Mike said.

"I'm willing to work at it, we don't have to go straight back to dating. I just want to know that you're willing to try again." Tina replied.

"Okay, but I'm not making any promises." Mike says and Tina smiles before giving him a hug. Mike freezes but slowly hugs her back; he somewhat hated how much he missed her.


Mike makes his way to lunch happy that things with Tina are on the mend. Now all he had to do was find out what happened with Santana. He can't understand why she's regressed as badly as she has; Santana hasn't slept around this much since sophomore year. Making his way towards the table, Mike can see that Santana is already seated but she's flirting with the jocks at the table across from theirs. Mike takes a calming breath before he goes and takes a seat.

"What are you doing?" He asked.

"Hello to you too. How was your winter break?" Santana asked as she took a bit of her salad.

"Mine's was good; spent time with family, partied, and ate a lot of food. You?" Mike replied.

"Oh, the same. My family likes to drink a lot so once they were nice and wasted I had to spend hours listening to them go on and on about how all the dirty faggots don't deserve to live and how dare they even think of wishing for the right to get married. It's bad enough that they're having children and exposing them to their dirty sinful ways, they all deserve to be sterilized." Santana said with false cheer and Mike just stared at her with his mouth open. He knew her mother had a problem with gay people but he did not realize that Santana's family was that deeply homophobic.

"I am so fucking glad Kurt was not here to hear that." Mercedes says angrily. Mike doesn't think he's ever seen her look as angry as she does now.

"Look-"

"Don't. You don't get to speak to me anymore, I can't believe you. You fucking hypocrite." Mercedes says before stalking off to her table. Mike sighs as he sees her relay what she heard to the rest of the table. He can see their disgusted faces (Brittany just looks disappointed and sad) and Mike just knows that this has turned into one big mess.

"Shit." Santana mutters as she puts her head in her hands.

"Yeah. We should explain." Mike says.

"I'm not a hypocrite." She continues as though she hasn't heard him.

"What are you talking about?" Mike asks.

"I'm not gay." Oh good lord, this was worse than he thought.

"Santana…." Mike trailed off.

"I'm not. I've decided, I'm not like that, I was just confused. I'm straight. I can be normal just like everyone else." Santana mumbles to herself. Mike touches her hand to get her attention but Santana jerks back and quickly leaves the cafeteria. Mike sighs and pinches the bridge of his nose; how did things fall apart so quickly?


The next day it doesn't take Mike long to realize that Santana's avoiding him again; he knows because he spent the entire day looking for her. She didn't even come to lunch today. Mike slowly making his way to glee when he notices Santana standing next to the open door out of sight from the occupants inside. Mike makes his way over to see what's going on.

"I can't believe she would say something like that." Quinn says in disbelief.

"Really Quinn, you're surprised? What more do you really expect from someone who prides herself on being a teenage trollop?" Rachel said snidely and he could see Santana clutch her binder closer to her chest. Mike hated this; they didn't even know the full context of conversation and they were judging her for it.

"I really hate it now that Mike is so determined to be friends with someone like that. I just wish he could see how detrimental that is to his reputation." Tina sighs. Mike sees Santana glance over at him and he can tell, just from the quick look, that she's taking everything they're saying to heart and it's cutting deep.

"Guys this really doesn't sound like Santana, she not a bad person." Brittany says timidly.

"Don't stick up for someone like that Brittany." Rachel snaps. "Santana's a homophobe and it's sickening. With someone like her around I don't blame Kurt at all for transferring, nobody needs to be around that type of hatred. Honestly if she were to step into this room right now, well I'd…I'd…"

"You'd what Berry." Santana says snidely as she steps from her hiding place into the choir room. Mike quickly follows after her; this was not going to be pretty. What follows is chaos as the room erupts into shouts of anger; Mike sees Brittany put her hands to her ears and run from all the shouting, curling into a ball in the corner. He couldn't stay to preoccupied by that as Mercedes and Santana were about to face off in a bad way and he only had a few seconds to get in between them.

"Santana don't." Mike says as he holds her back; his back being pounded on by Mercedes as she angrily tries to get to Santana.

"I can't believe you're trying to protect that little bitch." Mercedes yells.

"Let me go and I'll show her just how much of a bitch I am." Santana shouts back angrily before spouting off angry Spanish. Everyone continued to yell and Mike continued to try and protect Santana from the rest of New Directions; he didn't manage completely as Rachel snuck in and smacked Santana in the face which caused the girl to elbow him and tackle Rachel to the ground. Mike quickly regained his wind and jumped back into the fray. He had just managed to get control of Santana when he felt Rachel suddenly lift from his back.

"Brittany let me go!" Rachel yelled angrily but Brittany held on tightly and this was how Mr. Shue and Mrs. Pillsbury found them.

"Enough! What is going on here?" Mr. Shue yelled catching everyone's attention and making them stop.

"Santana's a homophobe and we refuse to have her in this group!" Rachel says angrily.

"What?" Mr. Shue says in disbelief.

"I am not." Santana replied.

"Bullshit. Mercedes heard you." Puck said angrily.

"Puck language. Is this true?" He asked.

"Mercedes heard the tail end of a conversation out of context." Mike said simply as he hestitantly let go of Santana.

"Mr. Shue you should have heard her. Spouting off how gays don't deserve to live and should get sterilized." Mercedes said.

"And if you'd heard the beginning of that conversation you would know that that's what my drunken relative spent the entire winter break subjecting me to." Santana says blandly.

"Wait what?" Finn asks.

"My uncles decided it would be fun to tell me all the reasons why homosexuals are a sin and how they plan on getting rid of every single one of them. If Mercedes had just let me explain that we wouldn't have had this big ass fight for no reason. Oh and Rachel, I'm not stupid, the walls have ears, and I know exactly what a trollop is." Santana replies.

"Well it's not my fault if it's the truth." Rachel replies back.

"Rachel!" Mr. Shue admonishes and Rachel at least has the good grace to look ashamed. Mike just sighs and rubs his sore stomach.

"As for the rest of you, you should be ashamed of yourself for jumping to conclusions and attacking one of our own. We're supposed to be a family." Mr. Shue says and they look down ashamed. Mike really hope that they feel that way for a while. Mike hated it but he was starting to see New Directions a less of a family and more of a club; no wonder Santana didn't trust any of them.


Mike is tired, he's tired and it's only Wednesday. It's the first week back and already they've had a big fight. He starts to wonder when his life became full of so much drama. Mike walks over to the lockers and sees Santana gather her things for the day.

"Hey. Can we talk?" Mike asks.

"Why?" Santana replies as she closes her locker.

"I'm concerned about you sleeping around. You may try to deny it but I can see how bad it's making you feel. Why continue to do it?" Mike asked.

"Look, I don't know what you're talking about. I enjoy sex, with guys, and you don't get to dictate what I do with my body." Santana snaps.

"Santana-"

"As lovely as this little lover's spat is, I have a few questions that need to be addressed." Jacob said, causing them to turn and face him.

"You're in my personal space nerd." Santana snaps and Jacob takes a few steps back.

"Inquiring minds want to know, what's the deal between you and Brittany? Some people seem to think there may be more than friendly feeling between the two of you." Mike's pretty sure he's the only one that sees the brief flash of pure fear that overcomes her before Santana schools her features.

"Look, Britts and I are just friends. I bet these inquiring minds are just some horny guys with a little too much time on their hands and they let their imaginations go wild." Santana says with a smirk and Mike can see Jacob buying everything she said.

"Now leave, we were talking." Mike says.

"Actually we were done." Santana replies as she walks away from them.

"Damn she burned you good. A word of advice, Lopez isn't one of the ones you try to keep, she's strictly booty call material." Jacob says before walking off.


Mike eats his food silently as he glares across the table at Santana. She for her part had pointedly ignored him as she reads her history book and eats her salad. Mike hated that they were fighting, weren't talking, and that Santana was doing really self destructive things. Santana sighs in frustration before placing her book down.

"You're incredibly distracting. Stop glaring at me." Santana snaps.

"Don't get pissy because you're angry your little plan of denial isn't working." Mike retaliates.

"You know, the only good thing that came out of us hanging out together is that you've gotten way better at your comebacks." Santana said.

"The only good thing that came out of us being friends is that you started accepting yourself and stopped your self-destructive habits." Mike commented and Santana stayed silent as they glared at one another.

"I'm not that way." Santana said after a while.

"You are and you know it. I'm not letting you run back into your little river of denial. You were happier." Mike said.

"Why can't you just try to let me be normal?" Santana questioned angrily.

"Because you already are normal and you're only hurting yourself by being something you're not." Mike snapped.

"I'm not normal, the stupid fucking feelings that I have aren't normal. I want to fit in and be like everyone else. If you can't accept that then you can leave and we'll never speak again." Santana says angrily and Mike stares at her. She was serious about this; he sighed and rubbed his forehead. There was no getting through to her right now.

"Fine." Mike said as he reached into his bag. He pulled out a box of condoms and handed them to her, "If I can't convince you to stop at least protect yourself okay."

"Okay." Santana says as she takes the box. Mike didn't like this but he would wait; he would wait for her to reach rock bottom and be there for her when she realizes that what she's doing isn't helping her.


The next day during glee Mike sits next to Tina and moodily watches as Santana flirts with some random guy in the hallway; he can't help but notice how terribly forced it seems on her part and the guy clearly wasn't interested in anything other than sex.

"I don't understand why it upsets you. Santana's always been that way and plus it's not like you two are dating." Tina says from beside him.

"It upsets me because my friend is going around and giving it up to anyone who is willing like she has no sort of self respect. There's a difference between being open about sex along with having multiple sexual partners in your life and just having sex with any willing guy to make yourself feel better." Mike said as he sighed in frustration. He stared at Santana as she made her way across the choir room and purposefully sat a couple of chairs away from him.

"My fellow glee clubbers if I may have your attention please. In light of recent events, I've felt as if we could do with a little team bonding. With midterms also quickly approaching I propose we have a group study session at my house this evening, as a way of a truce so to speak." Rachel said. Everyone murmurs in agreement and a time is set just as Mr. Shue walks in ready to start the meeting.


Mike makes his way up the front lawn to Rachel's front door and can't help but sigh. On some level, part of him is telling him this could end badly, the other part just wonders when he became such a pessimist. Ringing the doorbell Mike is promptly greeted by an excited Rachel, who is just happy that people actually showed up instead of blowing her off; Mike felt bad for her.

"Have a seat. Everyone else is already here and there are snacks in the kitchen whenever you're ready for a snack break." Rachel says before going back to her spot at the coffee table. To Mike's surprise Kurt is there with them and he walks over to the table.

"Hi Kurt long time no see." Mike greets.

"Same to you. How are you?" Kurt asks as he gives Mike a hug.

"I'm good been better though. I trust Dalton is treating you well?" Mike replied politely.

"Oh yes, that school is wonderful, exactly what I needed. I do miss you guys though."Kurt says and Mike nods.

"Well I guess I better get started, this homework isn't going to do itself." Mike said before he took a seat next to Santana and started on his homework. It was mostly quiet as everyone studied quietly to themselves. Every now and then someone asked a question or for help on a certain problem but all in all it was peaceful. Santana was keeping to herself and next to her Sam was busy doing his science reading, aloud. At first Mike didn't mind it, he could ignore it well enough, but it was a bit distracting whenever Sam would mess up and had to start again or he would stutter through a word. After a few minutes Santana finally snapped.

"Do you have to read out loud?" she asked.

"I'm sorry but it helps with my dyslexia." Sam replied. Mike can tell he's self conscious about it; it's written all over his face and in his body language as he flushes with embarrassment and puts his book away. He looks over to Santana and can tell that she feels bad about making him feel embarrassed but she stays silent and continues on with her trigonometry. Once his book is put away Sam gets up and moves towards the kitchen to presumably get a snack.

"What was that about?" Mike whispered.

"I didn't know it helped with his reading. All I knew is that I was trying to do my math but I couldn't concentrate because my brain zeroed in on whatever the hell he was reading. He was making me mess up and start over." Santana explained and Mike could tell that she was nearly frustrated to tears.

"It's okay. You didn't know, what problem are you having a hard time with?" Mike asked and Santana gives him her answer sheet.

"It's number nine."

"Okay first mistake, you wrote the problem wrong. The number is 934 not 493. I think that should make things a bit easier for you." Mike says as he returns the paper to her. He watches as she corrects her mistake and starts to work on the problem before returning to his own homework. It isn't long before Santana is trying to get his attention again.

"Hey, I need help."

"You know this would be the perfect time to bond with someone other than me. I'm sure someone would be willing to help you." Mike said.

"Why can't you do it?" Santana asks.

"This is supposed to be a bonding experience first, remember? Go make friends; if they yell or laugh at you then I'll get them for you." Mike replies encouragingly before getting up to get his own snack from the kitchen, passing Sam on the way. Mike's only half way through his peanut butter and jelly sandwich before the silence is broken.

"Fuck you Santana! Why do you always have to be such a bitch?" Sam yelled from the living room.

"I'm a bitch? All I did was ask you a simple fucking question and you freak out, you're the one acting like a bitch right now!" Santana retaliates. Mike groans before placing down his sandwich and returning to the living room.

"What's going on? I thought this was supposed to be a peaceful event?" Puck asked from his side of the room.

"Tell Santana to stop making fun of my learning disability." Sam said angrily.

"Making fun of you? All I did was ask for help on my math homework! How the hell is that making fun of you?"

"Please calm down." Mike said as he reached the two of them.

"I'm not understanding the problem here. Santana asked for help, which is a feat in itself; seriously I'm shocked, but I'm confused as to why you're taking offense to that Sam." Rachel said causing Santana to glare at her.

"First she makes a comment about me reading aloud-"

"It was distracting, I was trying to study." Santana interrupted.

"Let him finish." Finn jumped in.

"Then if that wasn't enough, she asked me to help on her trig homework. My dyslexia affects my ability to do math." Sam explains.

"Why the hell would I assume that you have issues with math?" Santana asks.

"She does have a point. Not many people would assume that about someone with dyslexia." Quinn says before Sam could argue further.

"Plus I wouldn't make fun of someone with a learning disability." Santana says and multiple people in the room snort in disbelief, "I wouldn't."

"Why? Because you have standards? Nothing's really off limits with you Santana." Artie says. Mike sighed; why did everything turn into a Santana versus everyone else?

"I wouldn't make fun of someone with a learning disability because I have one myself." Santana replies before she walks into the kitchen leaving everyone in a shocked silence. Even Mike himself; he never expected her to share something so personal with them casually like that.


It's Friday afternoon and Mike is lying in his bed after an intense gaming session of Assassin's Creed: Brotherhood and he's just happy that the weekend is officially here. He doesn't think he's ever had this much drama in a month as he had in this week alone. Mike had just started to doze off when his phone when off, scaring him awake.

"Hello?" Mike answered sleepily.

"Hey Mike." Santana greeted sadly. He could hear yelling and screaming in the background before there was a very loud crash that made him sit up in bed.

"Is everything alright? What's going on?" Mike asked his voice full of concern.

"I told him." Santana replied.

"Told who what?" Mike asked.

"I told my dad that my mom was cheating on him." Santana clarified and Mike nearly dropped the phone in shock as Santana burst into tears.


Do I smell the beginnings of Samtana and is Tike on the mend? So Santana finally told her father the truth and as sad as it is, she's regressed...badly. I know we haven't met Santana's parents in canon but considering how she is, I don't think they're nice people. A slight look into why Santana is so afraid of what people will say behind her back (if these are the things coming from her 'friends/family' who needs enemies?) Also, it may have taken eight chapters but Mike finally grew a backbone and little teddy bear claws to go with it. I wanted to show how the other members of New Directions interact with Santana (she's like an outsider within the group). Basically (how I see it) ND treats her badly but doesn't realize it, in return Santana openly retaliates which causes ND to greatly dislike her for it and then the cycle repeats. It's some weird catch-22 thing and Santana strikes me as the type of person to pull out the big guns whenever she feels the slightest bit threatened/vulnerable. So, I decided to run with it. Anyways, until next time.