Big brother Wes Chapter 4: Big Brother We Need You, a glee fanfic

Okay since season 3 of Glee hasn't come to Sweden yet I haven't seen the episode Michael :'( But I've read a few fics here so I have a clue to as what's going on. But to make sure no one gets upset because I don't follow the episode these next few chapters are marked AU

Part 4

Wes was asleep when he got the call and groggily took his phone.

"'lo", was all he got out. He was only met with silence. He leaned up on his elbow, his brow furrowing. "Hello?"

Then came a sad voice from the other side of the line.

"Wes…"

"Kurt", Wes said alarmed by the tone throwing his comforter aside and sitting up. "Are you okay buddy? What's wrong? Why are you calling me?"

More silence then the weak reply:

"Big brother we need you."

A billion of horrible scenarios went through Wes' head after that and he flew out of bed and headed to his dresser.

"Okay kid tell me everything", he said and dressed while Kurt talked. When he heard about the slushee he nearly dropped the phone. "They. Did. What?" Wes listened to what Kurt told him and asked the younger boy to tell him absolutely everything he knew. Kurt did so and after a while started to cry. Wes brought out his big brother persona and started the comfort talk.

He talked with Kurt for hours and told him that he'd be at Blaine's house as soon as he could, he just had to clear something up with his college first. But before he went to the college he called up a very special classmate of his and they talked for a long time. Wes was on the next plain back to Dalton a few hours later when he got another phone call.

When Wes slammed the big doors to Dalton open the students that were in the corridors parted like the Red Sea as he stormed down the corridors towards the principal's office. Wes had a duffle bag slung over his shoulder and was dressed in black skin tight jeans, a blue T-shirt and a black bomber jacket. He heard some of the older students whisper back and forth and he turned around.

"Nobody tells the Warblers I'm here", he yelled and everyone looked terrified. "Nobody!" Then he continued to walk. He got to Principal Carmichael's door and took a deep breath to calm himself and pushed the door open. The man looked up and smiled broadly.

"Wesley!" he said and got up and hurried around his desk.

"Sir", Wes said smiling as well before being pulled into a back breaking hug. He laughed at the greeting and sat in the chair in front of the desk as the Principal motioned him to do, while he himself sat in his bigger chair on the other side of the desk.

"I am so glad you answered that call Wesley", he said pouring up a cup of tea for himself and Wes. He handed the younger man the cup. "I'm at my wits' end! The Warblers are getting out of hand! A William Schuester called from McKinley High and told me what my students had done to one of his students. A former student of mine!

The Warblers have been acting oddly this entire semester Wes! They pick fights and are rude and I do not know what to do with them! I can't disband them since the tradition of the Warblers is as old as this school. I have tried to talk to their captain, a Sebastian Smythe, but he shows me little to none interest and barley any respect unless I am angry. They do not respect any teacher. I thought maybe some of the seniors could talk to them but yet again… no one listens."

"I understand Sir", Wes said taking a sip from his tea. "Kurt has already filled me in."

"Yes, an unfortunate attack on that young boy and his friends."

"Indeed it was Sir and not needed. What have become of my Warblers?"

The Principal smiled. "Your Warblers?"

"With all due respect Sir they always have been and always will be mine."

"Of course Wesley. That is the reason I called you after all. I was hoping you could help us get them under control."

"I will do my best sir… I do have an idea on how to do it."

"How?"

Wes explained his idea and the further he got into it the more the principal smiled.

"Wesley me dear boy you are a genius", he said hitting the desk smiling. "But what of your college studies?"

"I have already talked to the people responsible for my courses", Wes said setting the empty tea-cup aside. "They have agreed to let me take them over the internet this year and get back next year."

"So will you be staying here then?"

"Well for my plan to work I most certainly must stay. I can be a sub in some classes should it ever be needed."

"Good… your old room is still empty."

Wes cocked an eyebrow. "You are not serious sir."

"I am. No one wants to live so close to the Warblers, the Warbler seniors are staying together and other seniors feel like intruders. Wesley the room and job as dorm manager are yours if you want them."

Wes smiled and rose. "I gladly accept sir. But first I have something to do, getting my stuff here and such… but please do not introduce me or tell anyone why and that I'm here."

"Of course", the principal nodded. "The plan must work after all."

Wes smiled and left the office and then Dalton taking out his phone to call in a favor.

"How are you feeling Blaine", Will asked the boy with an eye-patch.

"Good", Blaine said from his place on the stage edge with Mike and Kurt. "Have been better and have been worse though."

"That's good to hear", Will said and nodded. "This week's assignment is the word: dreams."

The ND started to whisper happily and Will couldn't help but laugh.

"Okay guys settle down", he said and they looked at him again. "Now I want you to find songs to sing that talks about dreams in any way you want. It can be dreams of the future, dreams, nightmares, daydreams… Anything about dreams understood?"

They all nodded.

"Good", he said. "To start you off on this assignment I will sing a song myself."

"Please no rapping", Kurt said and Will chuckled.

"No rapping", he said and the ND sat in the seats in front of the stage and Will turned to the band. "Hit it!" The lights went dim and the band started to play and Will started singing:

Every time that I look in the mirror
All these lines on my face getting clearer
The past is gone
It went by, like dusk to dawn
Isn't that the way – No one had noticed the figure coming in through the door and Will winked at it before singing:
Everybody's got their dues in life to pay – The figure started to sing then (Yes I was listening to Dream on with Will and Bryan Ryan singing and borrowed that part;) )

Yeah, I know nobody knows
Where it comes and where it goes
I know it's everybody's sin
You got to lose to know how to win – The ND spun around so fast Will was seriously worried that their necks would snap. They were all staring at the figure slowly walking down the aisle, singing:

Half my life
Is in books' written pages
Lived and learned from fools and
From sages
You know it's true
All the things come back to you – The figure jumped onto the stage, Will grabbing his arm to help him up and they sang together: (Will, Figure, Both)

Sing with me, sing for the year
Sing for the laugh, sing for the tears
Sing with me, if it's just for today
Maybe tomorrow, the good lord will take you away, yeah
(will take you away, yeah)

Yeah, sing with me, sing for the year
Sing for the laugh, sing for the tear
Sing with me, if it's just for today
Maybe tomorrow, the good Lord will take you away

Dream On Dream On Dream On
Dream until the dream come true
Dream On Dream On Dream On
Dream until your dream comes true
Yeah Dream On Dream On Dream On
Dream On Dream On
Dream On Dream On Whoaa (The figure sang higher, Bryan Ryan's part, than Will)

Sing with me, sing for the year
Sing for the laugh, sing for the tear
Sing with me, if it's just for today
Maybe tomorrow, the good Lord will take you away
Sing with me, sing for the year
Sing for the laugh, sing for the tear
Sing with me, if it's just for today
Maybe tomorrow, the good Lord will take you away...
Will take you away…

Will and the figure grinned at each other and laughed before hugging.

"That was awesome", Puck yelled and got up. "Mr. Schue who is this dude?"

"Just an old friend", the figure said throwing back its hood. Kurt and Blaine grinned madly and flew up from their chairs, onto the stage and tacked the figure to the floor with a hug.

"WES!" they screamed happily. Will just laughed and wiped his brow free of sweat. The other children of ND stared at the spectacle on stage with big eyes. Wes ruffled Blaine's hair and let Kurt and him pull him to his feet.

"Hello", he said to the rest of the ND.

"Hey it's the Big Shot Warbler", Santana said. Mike and Tina jumped onto the stage and gave Wes a hug each, they were friends after all.

"At your service", Wes said with a bow to Santana.

"What are you doing here", Rachel asked. "Are you spying on us?"

"Pft please!" Wes said. "Gentlemen do not spy."

"Sebastian did and-"

"I do not count that low-life snake as a Warbler or a gentleman", Wes growled darkly and then turned to Blaine who stared at him with big eyes. "That's why I'm here."

Blaine turned to Kurt.

"You called him?" he asked shocked and a little angry.

"No", Wes said calmly, to save Kurt, and Blaine stared at him. "But Principal Carmichael did."

"Why", Will asked and Wes told him what the principal of Dalton Academy told him. He even told them of what he planned to do with the Warblers… especially Sebastian.

"I like this guy more and more", Santana whispered to Quinn and Brittany.

"Dude that's badass", Puck shouted when Wes was done. "Need any help?"

"No", Wes said. "Wait… yes one thing."

"Name it", Will said.

"How will I get Sebastian to punch me?"

Everyone stared at him as if he was crazy but Wes just smiled and thunder rumbled in the distance.

"I still can't believe it happened to Blaine", Nick said as he, David, Thad, Trent, Jeff and a Warbler named John sat together in the choir room.

"I know", David sighed and leaned back on the couch rubbing his face. "How did Sebastian talk us into it?"

"He used his charm or something", Thad growled. "I'm really starting to hate that guy."

"Starting", Jeff yelled. They started to argue a bit but then they heard Trent whisper:

"I wish Wes was here…"

They all looked at the sad-looking boy and sighed. Jeff who'd been shouting at Thad and nearly punched him apologized and they all sat down. They had all concluded some time ago that with Wes there none of this would've happened. He would not allow it to happen. David and Thad took all these changes the hardest. They had tried so hard to keep the tradition of the Warblers' council alive but Sebastian took the spot as third member and overruled them the entire time.

Sebastian had gotten a few freshmen to join the choir and they were so loyal to him that it was boarding to disgusting. Some of the now senior Warblers that had been there when Wes held the reins had quit after a bit of Sebastian as boss. David wished he'd been one of them but if he and Thad gave up, everything Wes had fought for would've been ruined. Wes had trusted them and had left them in charge.

'Look at us now Wes', David thought. 'We failed you… as usual.'

He was pulled from his thoughts when Nick gasped and he looked up. The younger boy sat on the armrest of the second sofa and was facing the door. His eyes were big and his face pale.

"Nick", Jeff asked and put a hand on his boyfriend's arm. "What-"

Nick shot up and ran to the door. They saw him look around and then dart down the hallway.

"Nicky!" Thad called and they followed him. Nick was running one here and one there, looking terrified and shocked at the same time. David grabbed his arm.

"What's the matter dude", he asked and Nick stared at him.

"Didn't you see him", Nick asked. "Please tell me you saw him!"

"Saw who", Jeff asked.

"Wes!"

The other boys looked at him confused and David put a hand on Nick's forehead.

"No fever", he said. "And I can't smell any alcohol."

"Knock it off Dave", Nick spat and swatted his hand away. "I know what I saw!"

The boys looked between each other and Thad was about to say something when their friends Luke and Frank came running like hellfire was after them.

"Thad! David!" they yelled and rammed said boys so all four ended up on the floor.

"The hell Luke!" David yelled and tried to get up but the younger boy was sitting on him.

"We saw Wes Dave!" Luke yelled, Frank nodding like crazy and David froze.

"What?" he asked.

"Dave! Dave!" two sophomore Warblers came running up to them. "Dave we saw Wes!"

Soon the rest of the Warblers, save the freshmen and Sebastian were there, even the ones that had quit, Rock with the long hair and Fred the beat-boxing Warbler, he'd quit just recently and a few others. They had all seen Wes. Thad stood listening to all the crazy stories and the volume around them got higher and higher.

"Enough!" he yelled and they looked at him. "Sirs let's go to the choir room and sort out this mess!"

Everyone followed his order and when they were in the choir room all the boys that had seen Wes described what they had seen. They'd seen him stand in doorways or walk by them in the corridors… sticking out like a sore thumb.

"How", David asked crossing his arms.

"He wasn't in uniform", Rock explained. "He was wearing light linen pants, black T-shirt and white jacket."

"No!" Nick said. "He was wearing blue jeans, white T-shirt and a red shirt!"

"No!" Luke said. "He was wearing black skin tight jeans, black turtle-neck sweater and a white scarf and had sunglasses on his head!"

They started to argue about that until David whistled and they all looked at him.

"Don't you see what's going on here", he yelled. "None of you saw Wes!" When they were about to protest David cut them off. "It's our guilty feelings that make us see him."

"What do you mean us", Thad asked and David sighed.

"I just saw Wes walk by in a Dalton uniform", he said sadly and the boys stared at the door. Thad ran over but saw nothing.

"This is ridiculous", he said and took out his phone and pressed 2 on speed dial.

"What are you doing", Jeff asked.

"Calling Wes to proof to all of you that he's not-hey Wes!"

Thad was met with a yawn.

"What do you want Thad I'm sleeping", was the answer he got.

"Where are you?"

"At college… we had an exam today and I've been studying all nighters this week so if you don't-"

"Wes", Jeff yelled over Thad's shoulder. "Are you at Dalton?"

The other end got quiet and then:

"Excuse me?" Wes sounded confused.

"Are you at Dalton", Jeff yelled and Thad nudged him back.

"Thad what the heck is going on", Wes asked. "Why are you calling me?"

"We… uhm some of us thought we saw you… here… today… just now", Thad mumbled and was met with silence. "Wes?"

"Put me on speaker Thad." It wasn't a question… it was an order. Thad did that and put his phone on the table and the Warblers gathered around.

"Guys what's wrong", Wes asked calmly.

"Nothing's wrong", Nick said dully.

"Oh? Then why do you guys see me err… around Dalton?"

"Yeah around Dalton", Jeff said. "Wes… can… could you come visit?"

"Wish I could blondie but I don't have enough free time right now."

"We… n-miss you Wes", David said. He felt bad telling Wes they'd let him down and could see that the others felt the same. And none of them wanted to meet Wes' wrath either.

"I miss you too", Wes said. "So how are things? Are you preparing for sectionals? How are Blaine and Kurt? I haven't talked to them in a while and I'm curious."

"Things aren't", Rock began but Thad cut him off.

"Things are great Wes", he said. "Yup nothing to worry about everything is going smoothly." Rock glared at him.

"Ah", Wes said. "So who's taken my spot?"

"Oh err…" David rubbed his neck. "A new kid… err Sebastian Smythe."

Silence for a bit then:

"Smythe… Smythe… that name sounds familiar…" Wes grumbled. "Ah! I know! He's the son of that big billionaire! His brother is in my class!"

"Err… yeah", Thad said hesitantly. "Err… sorry for waking you Wes we should-"

"Wait", Wes called. "You never told me about Kurt and Blaine! How are they?"

The room went dead silent, everyone at Dalton including none Warblers knew of the slushee incident due to the principal forgetting to turn off the message system while yelling at Sebastian. The student-body was now living in fear of the captain of the Warblers.

"Guys you still there", Wes asked. "Hello? Huh… guess the call-"

"No we're still here", Trent yelled slightly panicked. "Uh… err the guys are just fine! Yeah that's it! We talked to them the other day and everything was fine. They are pumped for sectionals… right guys?"

"Yes", all the others agreed.

"Yeah right", Wes said and they detected a cold hint in his voice.

"You okay Wes", David asked.

"No I said I was busy… No you can't… get out! I said get out!" they heard Wes yell. "Sorry about that… it was my flat-mate… annoying bastard wants to burrow my stereo again for a party."

"Tight-ass", Jeff, Trent and Nick teased.

"Do shut up", Wes growled and everyone except him laughed. "Gotta go now boys… take care and if you see anymore ghosts… call me."

"Right Wes", David said and smiled a little. "Talk to ya later bro."

"You bet you will." Wes cut the call and the Warblers sighed sadly… and in shame. They'd lied… to Wes. If he ever found out there would be hell to pay.

The Warblers were having practice in their choir room as usual, only there was no happy energy at all… except from Sebastian. He was the only one in a good mood. The others were antsy because of the storm, mixed with the slushiée-incident and some of the Wes-ghost they'd seen. The storm was raging outside and thunder kept rolling around and lightning lit up the sky a few times.

"No no no", Sebastian yelled. "You idiots are doing it all wrong!"

"We are following the notes you gave us", David growled. "Don't blame this on us."

"I am because you are all losers that-"

Whatever he was going to say drowned in a big crackle of thunder and lightning that had some of the boys yelp in fright before everything went black. Thad tried the light switch but nothing happened.

"The power must be down", he said sighing.

"What do we do now", asked a frightened freshman as the thunder continued to roar outside.

"Wait it out", David said calmly and sat down. The rest of the Warblers followed his suggestion and they sat there. Everyone was quiet and except from cracks of thunder or flashes everything was still and quiet.

"This is like from a horror movie", Trent whispered after a while.

"Yeah", Thad laughed. "Now the doors just have to slam open and the grim reaper will stand there."

Just then the doors did slam open with a bang and there stood a figure dressed all in black and with a hooded sweater. It was dripping of the figure and they couldn't see its face. His entrance had made a few Warblers scream in terror, Sebastian and Jeff were two of them. David flew up and took a protective stance in front of the other boys as another flash lit up the room. They saw that the figure was wearing black boots, black skin tight jeans, a hooded sweater and a long rain coat and gloves. Something hung from the belt at his side… something long and thin. In the dark no one could see what it was but since they were all terrified some of them guessed it was a sword or other weapon.

"Who are you", David demanded to know as he and Thad took a protective stance in front of the freshmen.

"I've come for you", the figure growled lowly.

"Ah the grim reaper!" screamed Trent horrified.

"Oh you'll wish it was the Grim Reaper when I'm done with you", the shape yelled angrily and several of the Warblers paled.

"W-W-Wes", David stuttered out and the figure let his hood drop just as the power came back. "Oh fuck… we're dead."

"Damn right you are", Wes growled and walked into the room throwing his raincoat aside. What hung at his belt was not a sword at all… it was just a crowbar… no one knew why he had it and he let it drop to the floor. Wes walked towards the terrified Warblers and then there were running feet coming down the hall. Into the room stormed Rock, Fred and two other former Warblers ran into the room and stopped dead in their tracks when they saw who was in the room.

"Oh shit", Frank swore and Wes crossed his arms.

"You lied to me", Wes said in a calm tone that the experienced Warblers knew meant… that they were in for it now.

TBC Just in case you ignored the text at the top:

Insanity's Childe - Well hello there :) I do remember your name, just not exactly sure from where... *scratches head* I suck with names... I recognize them but can never place them. I'm happy I have the odd habit to as you said "somehow you(I) manage to provide fics to satisfy my(your) random phases".

I3Klaine - I'm happy you enjoy it but don't hope for too much... I'm not sure if Montgomery senior will show up again in this fic... maybe next one.

fearofpainteddevils - I just HAD to make Thad say that. It's his slogan!