Disclaimer: If I had owned Glee, its characters or the used songs I wouldn't be still living in the Netherlands and Glee wouldn't have ended.
Special thanks to all of you who are still following this story for your patience.
English still isn't my native language. For that I have jenmer61977 as my amazing beta.
A.N.: I'm changing things up a bit to make it fit better for what I have in mind later on in the story.
Waking up the next morning with a hangover as big as Texas, Noah tries to untangle himself from Santana who has draped herself around him. Looking at the tear tracks on her face he realizes those are not just because of Rachel dying. 'Oh my God, what did I do?' He tries to remember what exactly happened last night.
"You got drunk off your ass and let Fabray take advantage of you. I just hope she was smart enough to use protection." The Latina murmurs in the pillow.
"Did I say that out loud?" The boy asks himself.
Santana sits up and leans against the headboard. "No, but I know how your mind works. Thanks a lot, by the way, for leaving me stranded at the farm yesterday." She yells towards the bathroom to where he disappeared to pee.
"Sorry," he looks ashamed. "Do they know?" He asks, coming back into the room.
She waves him off. "It's okay and yes, they know. At first, they wouldn't believe Britt when she told them and then they didn't even have the decency to act sad. The only ones who were at least a bit embarrassed for how they reacted yesterday were Artie, Tina, Mike, Matt and Kurt."
They are interrupted by his mother coming into the room. Also red eyed and wearing tear stains on her face. "I made you two breakfast and you both better eat. There's also a bottle with Advil waiting for you." She points at Noah. They both nod and start making their way downstairs. "Oh and Noah," when he turns she slaps him on the back of the head. "If you ever pull a stunt like that again I'll break both your legs and you'll be grounded until your wedding day and beyond. Is that understood?"
He bows his head. "Yes mom."
"Good. Now go downstairs and eat. I'm going to get ready and get your sister ready to go. When you're done you two have to get ready too. I assume Santana has to go home first. The service is at four."
Once they're seated at the kitchen table Noah starts inhaling his food while Santana just eats small bites. Looking at him she asks, "what are we going to do about those losers?"
He's not entirely sure what she means so he asks her.
"After what happened yesterday, I can barely look at them, let alone be in the same room with them, especially Wheezy and Fabray." She clarifies.
"Ah. It's very simple actually," he speaks with his mouth full. "We already quit last week and there is no way in hell I'm going back there with my tail between my legs. Shue probably already made Mercedes and Kurt or worse Finn and Quinn captain so we stick to the plan. We already have everything in place for a new glee club. I was with her when she opened the bank account for the club and she made us both authorized users. All we have to do is come up with a name and find at least six people willing to join." He smirks evilly.
"Six? I thought you were a genius in math. Last time I looked we were the only two left. That means we need at least ten more to compete." Santana points out.
He smirks again. "Nope. Didn't you read the rulebook mama C gave us?" She shakes her head. "Well, I did. They decreased the minimum number of members from twelve to ten. When I asked her why they did that she explained that they did that because McKinley isn't the only school having difficulties gathering the required amount of members for their glee club to be able to compete."
He stands up to pour them a cup of coffee. "Britt already quit with us and Dave told Rae that if all goes well he might even join our little glee club. So that makes four. It won't surprise me if as soon as they find out that there is a new glee club Shue finds himself short of another four members."
"Okay. But what about Fabray?" The Latina asks as she sips her coffee "If she really has something on Dave, she won't hesitate to use it if it is for her benefit. I mean Barbie is hell bent on taking everything Rachel ever had, including you."
"Yeah, she's lucky I'm not pressing charges for rape. And I…" he tries to continue but they're interrupted by his mom.
"She did what?" Deborah yells.
"You saw how drunk he was yesterday right?" Deborah nods while her son looks down in shame. "I don't know the details but from what I heard while Noah here was yammering about Rae, little Miss perfect lead him upstairs where she took advantage of his drunk ass by having sex with him."
"That little…" Deborah curses. "She is no better than her good for nothing father. Taking everything someone else ever owned."
"You know Russel?" Santana asks surprised.
"We live in Lima Santana. Of course, I know Russel and Judy." Deborah looks at her. "She was such a lovely woman when she was younger. Not at all the stuck-up alcoholic she is now, flaunting their wealth in your face. That is until she met Russel in college. He is only with her for her money, because all that money? It all comes from Judy's family."
"Well as I was saying before we were rudely interrupted," Noah glares at his mother. "If Fabray indeed has something on Dave and tries to use it I will press charges. I'll bet there will be enough people willing to corroborate that I was nowhere near the right state of mind to give consent. Cause when it comes to it, they're more afraid of the strong arm of the law than they are of one Quin Fabray."
"But if we don't go back and take four more members with us will mean New Directions are finished. Replacing Rachel is a challenge, replacing seven will be impossible and makes them unable to compete," Santana shakes her head. "I don't think Figgins is willing to fund a club that is unable to compete in any way. And I don't know about you, but I want to be able to crush them where it hurts. In competition."
"I want the same," he waves the rulebook in her face. "But according to the rules we can't approach the four I want to join us and ask to quit New Directions in favor of us. They have to do that on their own. If we stick to the original plan to have a jam session in the auditorium we will put a target on our backs for Shue to shoot upon but we will also give Tina and Artie something to think about. Which is something they are already doing as they were with us when we were making plans with Rae.
"This new club was going to be Rachel's baby, her everything. This will be her legacy to McKinley." His gaze turns determined. "When we go back to school we go talk to Figgins and tell him that there will be a new glee club with outside funding, that will make him happy and off our back. We run it in her memory like she would have done if given the chance."
"Let's do that," Santana grows enthusiastic about the idea. "Now that Coach Sylvester is gone we do have to find another faculty adviser though. And a director."
"We could ask Coach Beiste if she wants to be our advisor," he suggests. "And for a director I have somebody in mind that's gonna piss the hell out of Shue." He grins.
Deborah smiles at their determination, knowing that yesterday was just Noah's way of coping and they'll be all right. It does, however, concern her how fast they are moving on. She'll keep an eye on that and talk to Maribel about it so she'll do the same. With that thought she stands up but before she can even think of putting her coat on there is a knock on the door.
Opening the door reveals the handsome doctor who stayed with her all through yesterday's events. "Dr. Bernbaum, what are you doing here?"
"Please, call me Jason." He smiles shyly. "I know we don't know each other very well but I'd like to change that. I also understand if it is too soon, you just lost three people very close to you only yesterday. But I was wondering if you'd like to have dinner with me sometime next week."
"I'd like that. But you could have called to ask me that," She answers just as shyly.
"I know I could have," He smiles softly. "But as I drove you home last night and Dr. Lopez informed me you took the next few days, I came by to see if you need a lift to the hospital to get your car."
"That's very kind of you, thank you. Just one moment," she walks back inside yelling upstairs to Rebecca to get downstairs or ride with her brother. Not wanting to sit in the middle again the girl hurries downstairs.
"You two don't be late," she points at the two teens. She walks to the door and loops her arm through the man's arm. "Lead the way kind sir."
When his mother is out of earshot Noah looks at Santana. "What the hell happened yesterday?"
"Don't look at me. I was looking for your dumb ass all night." She holds her hands up in defense.
"Yeah sorry 'bout that," she waves him off to forget it. "He seems like a decent enough guy. At least he's Jewish." He imitates his mom's voice to a T. "I have to get ready. Are you riding with me or are you leaving too?"
"Nah, I'll wait for you. You go ahead and get ready. I'll clean up in here." She motions her head upstairs.
'God, why didn't I think to pack a bathing suit? I could have taken a swim. It might ease my stomach a little.' Rachel looks longingly towards the pool, feeling a little queasy. 'Oh wait, I did pack a sports bra and some cotton panties. It's not ideal but it will work for now.' She thinks to herself. She quickly changes into said sports bra and panties and is in the water doing her warmups before settling in her normal swimming routine. She is soon joined by Sue and together they complete their morning workout.
"That was an excellent idea to use a sports bra and panties as a bathing suit Little One," Sue praises as they dry their hair.
"Yeah, I miss my morning swims," The singer admits.
"I figured as much," Sue already knew how much the girl misses the pool from her dads' house. "Tell you what. How about we replace that good for nothing pool at the ranch with an Olympic size exercise pool when we get there?"
"I'd like that," the girl smiles grateful at her mama. "I'm gonna take a shower before breakfast."
"You do that but I'd hurry if I were you cause I heard your mom say something about making waffles for breakfast and you know I can't resist your mom's waffles," Sue winks at her daughter before walking up to her wife, who is standing behind the stove making breakfast, kissing her bare shoulder. "I think I just promised our daughter an Olympic size pool."
"I heard. You might want to hold on to that thought. She is thinking of selling that place and looking for something bigger. But just in case, you better contact Em so she can make it happen before we leave here," Shelby turns to look at her wife wrapping her arms around her wife's neck, "because you hate to disappoint our baby girl."
"I know. I spoil her too much," She kisses her wife on the lips. "I'll text Em after I've taken a shower." With that she takes her leave to their bedroom.
Making good on her promise she sends the FBI agent a text after her shower. 'Kind of promised Rae to replace the pool in Burleson with an Olympic sized one. Can you make that happen for me? I'll owe you one if you can.'
Soon enough she receives a text back. 'Making up for the fact that your cheerios made her life a living hell at school by spoiling her too much? LOL' Looking over Sue's shoulder at the response Shelby bursts out in laughter. Followed by a second text that makes Sue laugh. 'I'll contact a landscaper to replace the pool ASAP. God knows the girl deserves to be spoiled a little.'
'Can you also send new cell phones? We only have this burner at the moment and with a teenager I don't like that idea.' She texts back.
'Will do. Have to go attend some funerals now. Talk to you later.' Emily sends back.
"Em's going to contact a landscaper to replace the pool," Sue tells Rachel when she comes downstairs. The girl gives her mama a hug and whispers a 'thanks' before sitting down.
"I heard we need to go shopping?" Sue looks at her wife and daughter while they eat.
"We desperately need new clothes. All we have is what we could fit into our backpacks." her wife looks at her, daring her to object.
Sue really loathes shopping, so she makes a face. "Do we really have to?"
"Yes Sue, we really have to." Shelby replies sternly. "We could leave the shopping for work and school clothes when we get to Texas, but we do need some normal clothes we can use here. You two need at least new bathing suits so you don't have to swim in your underwear anymore."
Sue holds up her hands in defeat. "Okay, okay. Rae, do you want to make a list with what we need for now? If we know what we need we can be in and out as quickly as possible."
"Nah, you know frigid Rachel was just an act at school. Shopping is so much more fun when you just live in the moment." Rachel smirks mischievously, making her mom lose it from laughing at her wife's expense.
The funerals go basically the same as the ones two weeks prior. Only this time Noah, Santana and Emily need to support Deborah and Shelby's mother to keep them from crumbling to the side.
When the Glee club shows up to pay their respects Noah and Santana turn to talk to Emily instead, and it is Emily who keeps Noah from punching Mr. Shuester and Finn when they try to reason with the two of them.
Just before the reception is about to start Santana's mother Maribel Lopez takes them and Deborah to the side. "Emily has given me a letter that serves as Rachel's will. Since she considered all of you family, as the family lawyer, I'd like to read it after the service is done. If it's alright with you, I'll come with you when you're ready to go home." Deborah looks confused at Emily for confirmation who gives her a nod.
"Of course," She gives Maribel a tight smile.
When the reception is over, they pile into their cars and drive to Deborah's house where a brand new Chevrolet Silverado Special Ops is standing in front of the garage.
"Whose truck is this?" Noah asks his mom who just shrugs that she doesn't know.
"Yours," Emily states as she walks up the driveway. At Noah's stunned look she grins. "Come on, it will be explained in a minute."
When they all are seated at the kitchen table with coffee or tea Maribel clears her throat. "This is a tough time for all of us. First I want to say that Hiram and Leroy as well as Shelby and Sue have left all of their assets to their daughter Rachel Barbra Berry so all of their things will be distributed as Rachel's will has stated for everything to be taken care of." She pauses looking through her papers and brings out a letter. "This was written by Rachel after the death of her fathers and she was given ownership of all of their assets. She felt that it was needed and now unfortunately I will be reading this to you all with a heavy heart."
She clears her throat again and begins. "If this letter is being read to you today obviously, I am no longer with you. I'm sorry for leaving you all but unfortunately it was out of my control, so this is how I want all of my assets and worldly goods distributed."
"I would like $5,000,000 to be left to Deborah Puckerman." Deborah gasps, holding a hand to her chest. "Debbie you have always been like another mother to me and I want to make sure that you are able to just enjoy life a little more, work less night shifts and spend more time with Noah and Becca the way I know you always wanted to. Or maybe go back to school to get your Masters in Nursing and maybe get certified to teach." A small sob is heard and tears start streaming down Deborah's face.
"To Noah Puckerman, Sarah Puckerman and Santana Lopez I leave the sum of $500,000 each to be placed in a college trust so that they will be able to take any form of classes they wish and reach for their dreams." They all look stunned and Deborah is crying even harder knowing that she doesn't have to worry about her children's further education anymore. "I am also leaving all of my equipment, musical instruments, sheet music and anything that is in my studio to Noah and Santana. I know that you two can make use of it all as you see fit without any need for me to get specific."
Both give a watery chuckle but outright laugh at the next part of the will. "Next also for Santana and Noah. Noah already knows that I made you both authorized users of the bank account I opened on behalf of the glee club. You're also listed as co-captains so please find a new advisor, knock New Directions out of the running and reach for Nationals. I'm sure coach Beiste will be more than happy to help you out if you ask." They nod at each other with a smirk at the finger Rachel is waving to the New Directions.
"As you probably already noticed I took the liberty to ask my Aunt Emily to buy Noah a brand new, bad ass truck since his old one is being held together by duct tape and bailing wire. Santana, my Jeep Grand Cherokee is all yours if you want it." Noah releases a small sob while Deborah and Santana each grab a hand. "The insurance on both cars are paid in advance for a year. Please drive safe."
"I will also be leaving an envelope for my Aunt Emily Prentiss with a check and a letter just for her. Thank you for everything Aunt Em. I love you." Emily smiled slightly with tears in her own eyes. Watching all of this is breaking her heart.
"Lastly, the remainder of my assets and holdings I leave to my cousin and aunts in Texas. Together with my mom's parents they are the last of my living family and I know the money will be of great assistance to them." Noah and Santana give each other a stunned look, mouthing 'What the hell?' Neither of them had ever heard of any family in Texas or anywhere else except for Shelby's parents in Florida, Sue's mom wherever she might be, her sister who died last year and Emily of course.
"I guess that is all, so I'll sign off saying I love you all and please reach for all of your dreams. I'll be watching."
Everyone just sits in silence for a few minutes with tears streaming and Maribel continues. "That was all she had to say. The money she has left you will be deposited to your bank accounts, as for the trusts I'll need to open new ones and draw up papers. The family in Texas was unable to be here for the funerals or the reading of the will. If you don't have any questions, I'll go home to make sure everything is taken care of as soon as possible."
Still processing what just happened they all shake their head so after hugging everybody, again expressing her condolences and telling Santana not to make it too late to come home, Maribel leaves the house
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