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 5

Wesley Montgomery was pissed and you could see it on his body language, his eyes… the aura around him… but it got very clear when he said:

"You are not my family."

David's head snapped up from looking at his feet and Thad bowed his head in sorrow at those words. All of the Warblers that knew Wes looked horrified and heartbroken. Trent was actually having tears going down his cheeks. Wes just glared at them.

"My family would never hurt anyone else in the family", he said venomously. "You have hurt two people… scratch that you've hurt three people. What the hell were you thinking? Were you all dropped on your heads as babies?"

No one said anything they just looked ashamed… except for the freshmen and Sebastian. The freshmen looked really confused and Sebastian just smug and bored. The freshmen were also in awe over this guy walking in and affecting the older Warblers so they acted like small children and how they looked at him as if he was their idol or a god or something.

"I am very disappointed in you", Wes went on with a sharp tone in his voice. "You have turned into the bullies Blaine and Kurt came here to avoid."

"We didn't do anything", Rock piped up. "We're not even in the Warblers anymore!"

"Don't you think I know that", Wes roared and Rock flinched back. "I know you gave up without a fight! That all of you did! We worked so hard to get this choir to where it was when I left! We worked so hard to become a choir made up by brothers! And how do you value all that work we put down? You throw it away as if it doesn't matter! You!" he pointed to a freshman. "Warbler Lewis."

Lewis gaped in shock, this guy knew his name!

"You Warbler Oliver", Wes pointed at another freshman. "You Warbler Connor, you Warbler Max and you Warbler Rasmus." He pointed to the other three freshmen in the choir. "Do any of you feel that you can trust the older members of this choir?"

"H-how do you mean", Rasmus stuttered out.

"If you have a problem Rasmus can you turn to David or Thaddeus for comfort?"

"N-no… t-t-that would be… odd."

"Odd how?"

"Uhm… Embarra-ss-ssing…"

Wes groaned and slapped a hand to his face. "Do all freshmen feel – Oliver, don't think I can't see you try to leave even though I'm not looking at you!"

Oliver froze by the door, eyes terrified and wide with shock but he went back to his place and Wes looked at the five freshmen. Noticing the somewhat amused smiles some of the older Warblers had on their lips.

"Do all of you feel like Rasmus?" he asked the freshmen and they nodded. "When you get homesick or just down… or even if you need help with homework… do you feel that you can you turn to the Warblers for help?"

The freshmen shook their heads and looked down on their feet. Wes smiled softly and walked over to them and put a hand on Lewis' shoulder. The poor boy looked devastated. When he felt a hand on his shoulder he looked up and met Wes' eyes. They were warm and friendly as was the smile on his face.

"You boys are just a little lost", he told the freshmen, breaking eye-contact with Lewis and reached out a hand to grab Connor by the shoulder and the boy got closer to Wes. Connor could feel that this guy was safe and caring. Wes smiled at the five of them.

"I am not here to yell at you five for following the example of your upper-classmen", he said gently. "So go to your rooms and remember one thing… you can always come to me if something bothers you. Anything. Just give me a call." He slipped a note into Connors hand, ruffled Lewis' hair and nodded at the door. "Now scram." The five freshmen nodded and hurriedly left and Wes took a deep breath and turned to the older Warblers.

"I so want to hit you right now", he told them and they, save Sebastian, flinched in horror. Wes was back to angry Wes. "Those five boys need you and what do you do? Deny it!"

"S-Sebastian said-" Nick began.

"I don't care!" Wes yelled. "Didn't I teach you anything the years we spent together here? Did I teach for nothing? How could you do this to them? To Kurt! To Blaine! To me?" Wes was livid again. "When I graduated I told you I counted on you to keep going like Warblers and you didn't! Was all that encouragement you gave me your way to say: 'please just go tight-ass'?"

"NO!" the Warblers yelled terrified.

"It surely seems that way!" Wes yelled and they went quiet. "You sirs are nothing but cowards and you are bullies!"

"You mock us sir!" Thad yelled angrily and without thinking. "You're such a hypocrite! You call us bullies but you know what? You come in here and terrifies us all half to death! That's what bullies do! Sir, you (here he pointed at Wes) are the bully!" When he was done with his rant his eyes widened as he realized what he had said and done…

"I… I… I didn't mean it Wes", he said horrified and backed away from the other Warblers. "I'm sorry! You're not a bully! I'm… I just… you…" Thad covered his mouth with his hands to keep himself from saying anything more because he knew that soon he would say something really stupid... that was just his way. Wes turned to him slowly.

"Where the hell have you been?" Wes growled darkly.

"Uh..." Thad was confused.

"You just jumped to defend yourself and your fellow Warblers", Wes growled. "As we were taught to do… where have Thad been? The guy I saw when I walked in was Thaddeus. Thad knew how to see right from wrong. He knew how to speak up when something was wrong. So I ask you Thaddeus, where has Thad been?"

"Wes I don't…" Thad couldn't get out anything else because he broke down then and there. He started crying and sank to his knees. David moved to comfort him but Wes gently, but firmly, pushed him aside and sat down beside Thad and put an arm around his shoulders.

"I'm so sorry Wes", Thad sobbed. "I tried so hard to be like you but I couldn't… I'm not you! I tried to stop Sebastian but I couldn't! I don't have what it takes! I let you down! I let Blaine and Kurt down! They'll never forgive me!"

Wes pulled him into a hug and Thad clung to him. The Warblers – I do not mean Sebastian when I write Warblers – looked on in shock. No one of them had seen Thad like this before… broken. He was always known for being the moody one on the council… a bit mean some thought before they got to know him and a bit cold. This was not that guy. This was a broken child.

"You did all that", Wes said in a soothing tone running his fingers through Thad's hair to sooth him. One of the only ways to sooth him wes had learned over the years. He also rubbed Thad's back gently. "But I think this proof that you regret everything you've done and want to turn it right." He looked up at the other Warblers. "And I guess it goes for all of you?" They nodded and Thad's heart aching sobs eased a little and his killing grip on Wes' sweater eased up a little. Wes waved for the others to join into the hug and they did. All of them saying how sorry they were and after a bit Wes sighed and said:

"I know stop saying it! Say it to Kurt, Blaine and the New Directions instead! Make me proud again and I will forgive you."

"Oh you guys are all a bunch of sissies", Sebastian said and the Warblers scrambled away from Wes and Thad when they felt Wes go rigid. Sebastian watched in amusement as Wes slowly got up, pulling Thad with him and motioning for David to take over the comforting part. David hurriedly did so, pulling Thad to him so that the shorter boy could burrow his face in David's neck. David started rubbing his back and running his fingers through his hair. Nick also joined into the hug. Wes himself walked slowly towards Sebastian and the only sound in the room was from his steps. He stopped right in front of Sebastian.

"You are pathetic Smythe", Wes said and crossed his arms.

"Excuse me", Sebastian asked.

"Pinning after someone else's guy because you aren't charming enough to get one for yourself? Pathetic if you ask me."

"Do not question my charm bastard!"

"Oh but I do, I question everything about you", Wes said smirking. "After what I've heard you can charm the socks of anyone by just smiling at them. But I haven't seen you do that."

"And after what I've heard you are the former head of the council that isn't wanted by his family."

Wes cocked an eyebrow at that and the Warblers gasped. Wes family was a touchy subject for the older boy. Then Wes snorted.

"I'd say I am very much wanted", he said calmly. "We just saw proof of that. I'm more worried about you."

"Me", Sebastian asked confused.

"Yes", Wes started to circle him, still holding his arms crossed. "What will you do now that you are stripped from your position in the Warblers?"

Sebastian's eyes widened.

"You can't strip me of my position", he roared. "You're not even a Warbler!"

"True", Wes said and stopped pacing. "But I am the coach of glee-club at Dalton Academy."

The Warblers and Sebastian stared at him in shock.

"You see", Wes said and smirked at Sebastian. "The principal called me and asked me to come here and sort out the hooligans known as the Warblers. We discussed how I should do that and we came to the conclusion that I am still very much needed at this school. Now I have graduated so I just can't be put back among the Warblers and into the council… but as coach/dean for the glee-club I can join."

"That's not possible!" Sebastian yelled. "The court exist-"

"Because the Warblers don't have a coach", Wes cut him off. "Don't you think I know that Smythe? But let me ask you a question. Who does the student council answer to?"

"Principal Carmichael and the teachers. But I really don't see how that matter here."

"Then let me explain. The court will still exist and be in power of most things", Wes said and started to circle Sebastian again. "But all of their decisions will from now on be overseen by me, the coach, and if I do not approve I have the power to change the decissions or forbid them. I answer only to the principal so if you have something to complain about go to him… although", Wes smirked. "I very much doubt he will choose to listen to you over listening to me."

"How dare you?" Sebastian was livid and his hands balled into fists. "You-"

"Have more power over this school than you ever will. Your daddy is a billionaire right? Well I've heard you see from my classmate, a man named Harold Smythe that his dad has had enough of his little brother's hooligan ways and are not supporting all of his flunks anymore. Will he help you out of trouble now?"

Sebastian glared at him and then he smiled his most charming smile. He walked closer to Wes.

"Well played sir", he purred and ran his hand up and down Wes' arm. The other Warblers stared in shock, what was Sebastian playing at?

"I am very impressed", Sebastian went on.

"As you-" Wes began but he was cut off by Sebastian's lips on his own.

"AH!" some of the Warblers yelped and Rock, who'd been filming the entire thing since Sebastian first spoke nearly dropped his camera in shock. Their eyes widened even more when Wes started to kiss the younger man back. David thought he was going to faint and Thad wondered what the hell was wrong with Wes, while Nick was sure he was going to get a heart attack. Sebastian pulled back smirking, Wes stood stock still at first and then he shuddered and wiped his mouth.

"You suck at kissing", Wes said and Sebastian's face went from smug to livid. Everyone gasped as Sebastian hit Wes in the face so hard the former Warbler fell to the floor. Sebastian smirked cockily and the Warblers looked horrified. But then Wes started to laugh and got up. He brushed off his clothes, cracked his neck and smirked.

"Oh thank you for that Smythe", he said. "Everyone here witnessed you hitting me first."

Sebastian paled.

"So this is self-defense", Wes stated and delivered a fist into Sebastian's face. The younger man tumbled backwards and fell over a table and landed flat on his back… with a broken nose. Wes wiped off his lips from Sebastian's saliva again and then stalked over and sat a foot on his chest.

"Hurt my friends ever again and it will be more than your nose that needs healing", Wes growled. "Now leave this room and this school. Harold told me to tell you your father would send a car…" they could all hear a car honk a horn outside "About now. He also told me to tell you that you are being transferred to London so that the British can try to get some sense into you… somehow I doubt that the sophisticated Europeans will take your ways lightly. Now scram!" And scram Sebastian did, he ran as fast as he could and Wes turned to the Warblers that were all staring at him.

"What is it now?" he asked and was pulled into a massive group hug.

TBC

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