Season 2: How It Was REALLY Supposed To Go Chapter 5: Parallels, a glee fanfic

So, here's what you missed last week on… Glee!

Narrator: Quinn was pregnant, but then she gave birth and gave her baby to her girlfriend Rachel's long lost mother, Shelby.

Lawyer: All the papers seem to be in order, but there's no name on the birth certificate.

Shelby (smiles): Beth.

Narrator: The new girl, Briana, is also pregnant, and is friends with Quinn and Rachel. She's also really like Quinn, blond hair, green eyes, pregnant, Christian, and her baby daddy is Puck.

Briana: You're really hot.

Puck: I know that, babe.

Narrator: And Quinn and Rachel are together, but Quinn's mom, Judy, doesn't know anything about it yet.

Shot of Quinn and Rachel making out.

Narrator (cont.): And Rachel is unpopular.

We see shot of Rachel getting slushied.

And that's what you missed last week on… Glee!

Shot of Quinn, Santana, and Brittany singing 'Say A Little Prayer.'

We see shot of Rachel, Quinn, and Briana walking down the hallway, talking.

Quinn: You want to know the one person you need to avoid in the world?

Briana: Who?

Quinn: Terri Shuester.

Briana: What do you mean?

Quinn: Last year, I was going to give her my baby. She was faking a pregnancy to her husband. Then, he found out and left her, and I gave little Beth up to Shelby Corcoran instead. Terri thinks that if she gets a baby, she'll get Mr. Schue back, and she even stole Beth from Shelby a few weeks ago. Luckily, she was caught and sent to jail, but I'm sure she'll find some way to get out and try to take the twins. Don't fall for her tricks.

Briana: I won't.

Then, we see Mercedes, Kurt, Tina, Artie, Brittany and Santana walking down the hallway, on their cellphones, all in a conference call. This is a reference back to 'Sectionals.'

Santana: Have any of you noticed how much Briana and Quinn look alike?

Mercedes: I know, it's starting to freak me out.

Kurt: I swear, it's a good thing Briana's not a Cheerio. I don't know what we would do.

Mercedes: Yeah. And it's not just looks, they even act alike. Hard core Christians, both are naïve enough to get themselves pregnant, and they both, for whatever reason, think Puck's attractive.

We see Puck walking down the hallway.

Puck: Hey, I heard that! And no wonder they love me, look at these guns! (he held up his arms, showing off his biceps) And both of them are pretty hot.

Nicole: I heard that.

The camera switches to Nicole, standing by her locker.

Nicole: So you like Little Miss Chastity Ball and Preggers better than me? I'm hotter than the two of them combined!

Santana: Hey, I made up the nickname 'Preggers.' I basically have it patented, you can't use it without my permission.

Nicole: Oh, shut up, Miss Latina Bitch.

Santana: Oh, that's it, white girl, I'm totally gonna take down your sorry ass!

Santana attempts to charge at Nicole, but Brittany holds her back while Puck holds Nicole back.

Into Hallway, later in the day

Briana (V.O.): God, I hate being pregnant. I mean, my body has swollen huge and I'm barely 12 weeks, I'm moody and I throw up all the time. And everyone thinks I'm a slut.

Briana walks onto the steps. It's raining, so she holds her books over her head, running to her car. She opens the door and falls in.

Terri: Briana?

Briana whips her head and stares at Terri, who's sitting in her front seat.

Briana: What the hell are you doing in my car?

Terri: A better question is, why aren't you wearing a coat? It's raining outside and you're pregnant. You don't want your baby born with Down Syndrome, do you?

Briana: Um, I don't think you can get Down Syndrome that way… do you even know what Down Syndrome is?

Terri: Briana, I understand you're pregnant and having twins, which is great. I also understand you want to be a mother.

Briana: What do you care?

Terri: I want your baby.

Briana (angrily): Hell no, I've heard all about you!

Terri: I… I just need one. I can take one, you can keep the other?

Briana: No, I'm not splitting my kids up! Get the hell out of my car, you crazy bitch!

Terri: But!

Briana: Out!

Into Coach Sylvester's Office

Sue (to journal): Jesus, why are our teenage girls today such sluts? I've seen at least 10 pregnant girls here in the five years. Last year Q, this year that Briana girl. She's pretty enough, I bet she could be a Cheerio if she wasn't such a SLUT!

Rachel: Coach Sylvester?

Sue's head snaps up. We see Rachel and Briana standing in front of the desk. They're both wearing the red and white cheerleading uniform, and their hair is pulled back into the standard ponytail.

Sue: Q, what are you doing with this mouth breather?

Briana: Um, Coach, I'm not Quinn, I'm Briana.

Sue: Oh. What do you uglies want?

Briana: We want to be Cheerios, Coach.

Sue: And why is that? Why do you think I would ever let a pregnant girl and a girl with no fashion sense, who dresses like a toddler on my squad of winners?

Rachel: Because, Coach. I'm talented. I can do vocals, which I know you need ever since Kurt and Mercedes quit, and I'm talented. I've taken several types of tap, tumbling, and gymanstics since the tender age of three months, and was briefly an All Star cheerleader when I was 11, until I realized All Star cheerleading wasn't quite advanced enough for me.

Briana: And… I want to feel like I belong. I haven't felt like I'm a part of something since I got pregnant.

Sue: Why would I let the Prego girl and the annoying fattie on my squad?

Briana: Because. I know you'll let me on. You let Becky on.

Sue: Yes, I let Becky on the Cheerios because she it's not her fault she has Down Syndrome. It's certainly your fault that you're pregnant. And obese.

Rachel: But…

Sue: Out!

Into Hallway

We see Rachel and Briana walking down the hallway. They look depressed.

Briana: It's the Cheerios. We want to be on the squad, but Coach Sylvester won't let us. She wouldn't even watch our audition.

Quinn smiles.

Quinn: We'll make our own squad, then.

Into Auditorium

We see shot of the auditorium. All the Glee girls are there. All of them are wearing pink and white uniforms, their hair pulled back into tight ponytails, but held back with pink and white ribbons.

Quinn: Alright, we're all here?

Mercedes: As all here as we'll ever be.

Quinn: Alright. Come to order.

All the girls look to Quinn.

Quinn (cont.): Good. Now, here's the thing. We're going against the Cheerios, meaning we'll be going against them at football games and competing against them in competitions. Now, here's the basics of cheer…

Sue: What is this?

All of them turn to face Sue, who's standing in surprise in the doorway.

Santana: Our cheerleading squad.

Sue: Haha, that's funny… we already have a squad at this school, and that's the Cheerios. Quinn, Brittany, Santana, why are you out of uniform? Are you trying to get thrown off.

Quinn: Frankly, we don't care.

Sue: You're off! And who's your coach, anyway?

Emma: Excuse me, Sue, I need to get through.

Sue: Wow… you guys asked the mysphobic freak to be your coach? Are you trying to humiliate yourselves at Nationals? A good cheer routine is nothing without a pyramid, and she certainly wouldn't let you guys do pyramids, would be too concerned about germs from lifting other people up…

Santana: Can you leave now? We're trying to have a practice.

Sue: But you guys can't do this! Their can only be one squad participating in games and competitions, and that's the Cheerios. Figgins will never allow this.

Quinn: Actually, technically, we're allowed to do it, have more than one squad at a school, as long as only one squad is being funded by the school. My family's paying for everything, Principal Figgins doesn't have to pay a dime.

Sue: Well, we'll see about this.

Sue storms out.

Quinn: Okay, guys, our first routine…

Into. Fabray Home

Quinn: Hey, Mom.

Judy looks up at Quinn and Briana.

Judy (whispers): Quinn, who is this?

Quinn: She's my friend Briana, Mom.

Judy: And how old is she?

Briana: I'm… I'm 16.

Judy begins to cry.

Quinn: Mom, is it all right if Briana spends the night.

Judy: Yes… yes, go ahead.

Into Quinn's Bedroom

We see Briana and Quinn sitting on the bed, talking.

Judy: Quinnie?

Both girls look up.

Quinn: Yes, Mom?

Judy: Can I come in for a bit?

Quinn: Sure.

Judy walks in and sits on the bed.

Judy: So, how have… you two been lately?

Quinn: Good. Briana's pregnant. With Puck's baby.

Judy: Oh? Um… you're baby's father?Quinn: Yes, but he's not with either of us. He's with Nicole.

Judy: Oh? Well, um… there's something I need to tell the two of you.

Quinn: What?

Judy: Well, Quinnie, your were only a year old, so you wouldn't remember, and your sister Kirsti was only four, so she doesn't remember either. Well, um, when you were one, we were on vacation in Hawaii.

We see shot of the two parents, four year old Kirsti, but there are two babies instead of one.

Judy (V.O.): Briana was your twin sister, Quinnie. We were at a restaurant eating, and your father, ever the careless one, forgot Briana, and we didn't notice she was gone until it was too late. We went back, but she wasn't there, and the police couldn't find Briana or the people who took her.]

We go back to Quinn's bedroom.

Quinn: Mom, I don't believe you.

Judy: I'll be right back.

Judy gets up and then returns, two pictures in her hand.

Judy (cont.): See… this picture is of the two of you, the only Christmas you two got to share together. And this picture is at the beach in Hawaii, just a day before Briana was taken.

Both girls begin to cry.

Quinn: Why didn't you tell me I had a long lost twin, Mom?

Judy: Because… if pained me so much to know one of my children had been kidnapped, and seeing my two remaining daughters grieving over it would've pained me even more.

Briana: I'll be back.

Into Bailey House

Briana: Mom!

We see Mr. and Mrs. Bailey

Mrs. Bailey: Hello, sweetie. I thought you were spending the night at Quinn's?

Briana: Mom, Dad, we need to talk.

Mr. Bailey: What's wrong? Do you need some money for maternity clothes?

Briana: No. So you guys kidnapped me, huh? I'm not really related to you!

Mr and Mrs. Bailey pause. It's apparent whatever they thought Briana would say, it wasn't that.

Mr. Bailey: How did you find out?

Briana: I'm Quinn's long lost sister. Mrs. Fabray figured it out when she saw me.

Mrs. Bailey: Briana…

Briana: Why, Mom? Why would you steal someone's child?

Mrs. Bailey begins to cry.

Mrs. Bailey: It was a mistake. We didn't mean to kidnap someone's daughter that day. It was just… you know how I'm unable to have children, to give you a sibling?

Briana nods.

Mrs. Bailey (cont.): Well, that year I miscarried, and I was having a girl. We were on vacation in Hawaii… it was our last day, after we ate lunch in the restaurant we would get back in the car and drive back to Illinois. Both of us were devastated to have lost our daughter, and when we saw you there, forgotten in the high chair, we knew it was too good an opportunity, and we could see you were a girl, since you were wearing a pink dress, matching your twin Quinn's. Her's was stitched with her name, and yours had your name on it. We regretted it, we really did, but we told ourselves as we were driving back home that it was too late. I told your father we should go back, give you back and go back to our miserable lives, but we were stupid and foolish back then, and we thought if we went and gave you back, thus turning ourselves in, we'd be arrested for kidnapping. So… we took you back home and said you were ours.

Briana: I can't believe I was so stupid, not figuring it out… neither of you has blond hair, actually, no one in our family does, and I don't look anything like you two. And… it makes perfect sense now! I'm having twins… and I read in a book somewhere that you if you're a twin, you have a much higher chance of giving birth to twins when you have children. It all makes sense now!

Mr. Bailey and Mrs. Bailey: Briana…

Briana: You know what, no. I'm not staying here…

Mrs. Bailey: But can't we just talk it out…

Briana: No! Don't you get it? You've lied to me for the past fifteen years, and I never suspected the truth. I'm leaving.

Briana runs upstairs to gather her stuff.

Mr. Bailey: Where are you going?

Briana: To be with my true family!

Into. Fabray House

Briana is standing in the Fabray living room.

Briana (cont.): Can I stay here?

Judy: Of course, dear!

Into. Choir Room

Quinn raises her hand.

Quinn: Mr. Schue, can me and Bri perform a song together?

Will: Take it away!

The music to Don Henley's 'Taking You Home' begins.

Quinn:

I had a good life

Before you came

I had friends and my freedom

I had my name

Still there was sorrow and emptiness

Till you made me glad

Oh, in this love I felt strength I never knew I had

Both:

And this love

Is like nothing I have ever known

Take my hand, love

I'm taking you home

Taking you home

Briana:

There were days, lonely days

When the world, wouldn't throw me a crumb, no, no

But I kept on believing

That this day would come

Both:

And this love

Is like nothing I have known, no no baby

Take my hand

I'm taking you

I'm taking you home

Where we can be with the ones who really care

Home, where we can grow together

Keep you, in my heart forever

Oh, and this love

Is like nothing I have ever known, no no baby

Take my hand love

I'm taking you home

The music is cut off, and the clappig begins

Will: Good job!

Kurt: I knew they were related…

Into Doctors' Office

Doctor: Well, Miss Bailey… how has your pregnancy been since the last tim we saw you?Briana: It's been okay.

Doctor: Well, would you like to know the genders of your children?

Quinn and Briana giggle, and Judy smiles.

Briana: Yes, please.

Doctor: Well… it looks like you're having two girls.

Briana: That's awesome!

Into Auditorium

We see shot of the Glee girls. They're doing a warmup dance, being lead by Quinn. All of them are having trouble with it, except Santana and Brittany.

Quinn: And one and two and three and four... what's up with you guys, especially Rachel? Rachel, you've been doing dance classes far more advanced than this routine for years now, why are you slacking off? You need to be a role model for the others!

Rachel: Quinn, I am a talented dancer, but my body isn't used to doing this. My body is used to doing Broadway stuff, not hip hop.

Quinn: Fine. Watch me, Brittany, and Santana.

The three girls did the dance while the other girls mimicked them, Quinn counting out the beat.

Quinn: There. Now, our first routine has dancing, tumbling, and one pyramid in it. Now, obviously all you girls know how to dance... not well, but you know how to move your feet, at least... so our first lesson is going to be on tumbling. We have to have at least a couple lessons on tumbling before we can start learning our routine, since, of course, there is tumbling in this routine. Now, before you tumble, you need to stretch thoroughly to prevent pulling any muscles when...

Sue: Q, giving away the Cheerio's secrets? You'll be sorry.

Quinn: Um, they aren't the Cheerio's secrets, they're what every cheerleading coach tells her squad.

Sue: You? A coach? You were born to be a captain of a winning team, not be a leader of a losing team. You should leave that role to one Will Shuester.

Quinn: I'm the coach and the captain.

Sue: What happened to the redhead? Elma, I think it is?

Quinn: Actually, it's Emma, and she had to be taken to the hospital after she fainted when she saw the condition of the mats I was planning to use to help the girls with their learning to tumble.

Sue: Doesn't surprise me.

Quinn: Can you leave now? We kinda need privacy, we don't want the opposing team stealing our routines.

Sue: Why would my squad of winners want or need to steal your flimsy, pathetic routines?

Quinn: Out!

Into. Auditorium Next Day

Sue: Q?

Quinn sighs, putting her hands on her hips.

Quinn: Do you really have to interrupt our practices every time? Spying much?

Sue: No, I came with a preposition to make.

Quinn: And what kind of (air quotes) preposition?

Sue: Come back to the Cheerios. S and B too.

Quinn: What? No way. I left for a reason, mainly I don't like the way you treat us and the way you turn people away just because they're not your idea of perfect, and I'm not coming back.

Sue: Oh Q, I'll let the rest of your pathetic group of mouth-breathers on too if you come back. I hate to admit it, but I can't win Nationals without my top three girls.

Quinn turns back.

Quinn: Should I?

Briana: Yes!

Quinn: What about you|, Rachel?

Rachel: I don't think I want to be a Cheerio after all. Besides, the Cheerios uniforms are so constricting, and I like wearing my regular clothes to school. I'd go crazy if I had to wear that uniform every day.

Sue: Berry, would you like to be my assistant?

Rachel: Excuse me?

Sue: Well, I need an assistant. Becky's kind of my assistant, but she can't help me while the routines are going on, since she's on the field doing them too, and you could assist with the choregraphy.

Rachel: I would LOVE too! I can do research and make a chart about which tumbling moves and pyramids are easiest on the performers and least likely to injure them, since you, of course, need them to be in good condition in order to have a squad, and my two gay dads could help me figure out what would look good in each routine. Both of them, as you might expect, love dancing and choreography. My dad, John, studied Dance and Movement for a while in college before he decided to become a doctor, and my daddy Michael teaches kids of all ages dance, of all levels, including the highest levels of dance and some tumbling classes as well as some devoted exclusively to learning how to do a proper pyramid and the different types at the local community center, and...

Sue: Shut up, Berry. Just show up to all practices. Q will give you the schedules, since I don't care enough to make an extra one for you.

Rachel: Well...

Everyone: Shut up!

Quinn: Alright, well, me, Santana, and Brittany are back on, Briana's on, what about the rest of you?

Mercedes: No, thanks, girlie. We were forced into this, as you might expect, by Rachel.

Mercedes shoots Rachel a death glare.

Rachel: What? We needed more performers!

Tina: Wait...

Everyone turns to Tina.

Tina (cont.): What about Briana? She's pregnant, she can't be tumbling and doing pyramids and all that stuff when she's with child!

Quinn: I did it when I was pregnant, and my baby turned out just fine.

Sue: Well, she can do it until she's no longer physically capable. Girls, I expect you to show up in your uniforms tomorrow. Briana, come by my office after school, I have one for you. It's so easy that you're Quinn's long lost twin, you guys are almost the exact same weight. I didn't even need to ask you what size you were when ordering your uniform.

Into. Quinn's Bedroom

We see Quinn. She's laying in her bed, a sleeping mask pulled over her eyes.

Rachel: Psst...

Quinn (mumbling): Go away, Santa. I don't want any holiday cheer. You're going to give me the fat disease, and I just barely shed my pregnancy weight.

Rachel: Quinn, it's Rachel!

Quinn shoots up in bed, taking off her sleeping mask.

Quinn: Where are you?

Rachel: Outside your window. And will you please hurry up? I can't hold onto this tree for much longer.

Quinn gets up and runs to the window, and unlocking it and sliding it open. Rachel steps in.

Quinn: What are you doing here?

Rachel: Well, I thought we could have some fun, and obviously we can't go on a real date since we haven't come out yet.

Quinn: Oh yeah.

Quinn roughly pushes Rachel onto the bed and begins to kiss her.

Rachel: You're a really good kisser.

Quinn: Yeah, it's no wonder, considering I was with Finn and Puck. Well, scratch that, I'm a good kisser because I was with Puck, not Finn. Making out with Finn is kind of like trying to make out with a puppy. A puppy's kisses probably wouldn't have been as slobbery as Finn's.

Rachel: Tell me about it.

Suddenly, there was the sound of footsteps.

Quinn: Crap, that's my mom! I'm going to be in so much trouble!

Rachel: I'll hide in the closet.

Quinn: Rach... no. I've gotta tell her the truth. If she's really not like my dad, she won't care, she'll love me regardless of my sexual orientation.

The door opens.

Judy: Quinnie, I thought you went to bed. Well, um... hello, Rachel, I didn't know you were here. How did you get in? I didn't hear the door open.

Quinn: Um, Mom...

Judy: Yes, sweetie?

Quinn: Well, there's kind of something I need to tell you.

Judy looks confused.

Judy: What is it, sweetie?

Quinn: I'm... in love with Rachel.

Judy: Oh, really?

Quinn: Yes, and I understand if you kick me out again, now I really am a shame to the name Fabray.

Judy hugs Quinn.

Judy: Quinn, does Rachel make you happy?

Quinn: Yes! She makes me happier than Finn or Puck ever did.

Judy: Well, that's all there is to it. I want you to be happy, and if you two truly love each other, don't let me stand in your way.

Quinn: Thanks, Mom! You're the best!

Into. Choir Room

Will: Alright, guys, Principal Figgins has asked us to throw together a couple numbers for the assembly on Tolerance and Homosexuality Thursday.

Quinn: Me and Rachel will do it.

Will: Excuse me?

Quinn: Me and Rachel can do a mashup of Melissa Etheridge's 'Come To My Window' and Katy Perry's 'I Kissed A Girl.' Then, as a final group number, we can do David Howie's 'Queen Bitch.'

Will: Sounds good.

Santana: Oh, hell no!

Everyone turns to Santana.

Santana (cont.): What about me and Brittany, you're just leaving us out. Quinn and Rachel aren't the only bisexual girls in Glee Club, and we deserve to be heard too. And besides, it'd be the perfect time to come out.

Will: I guess it's settled then. Come on, guys, let's figure out some sort of choreography!

Into Choir Room

We see Brittany in a red chair, crying. She's wearing short shorts and a shirt that says 'Likes Girls'. She's holding a phone in front of her. Quinn suddenly comes into the room.

Quinn: Britt, what are you doing in here, we're supposed to be onstage in five minutes. We need to go over our choreography one more time.

Britt (sniffling): Who cares?

Quinn: Why are you crying?

Brittany holds the phone out to Quinn. We see shot of it.

Santana (text): Britt, I'm sorry, I... I can't come out, they'll kill me. You go on with Quinn and Rachel.

Brittany: What are we going to do?

Quinn: The show must go on.

Into Auditorium

We see shot of the stage, where Brittany, Quinn, and Rachel are behind the curtain, and the sea of students in the bleachers. Suddenly, a combined tempo of 'Come To My Window' and 'I Kissed A Girl' starts, and the curtain lifts. Just as the girls begin to sing, Santana runs onto the stage, taking her spot next to Brittany, dressed in 'Likes Girls' shirts and short shorts as well.

All:
Come to my window
Crawl inside, wait by the light
of the moon
Come to my window
I'll be home soon

Quinn and Rachel:

This was never the way I planned, not my intention.
I got so brave, drink in hand, lost my discretion
It's not what I'm used to, just wanna try you on.
I'm curious for you, caught my attention.

I would dial the numbers
Just to listen to your breath
I would stand inside my hell
And hold the hand of death
You don't know how far I'd go
To ease this precious ache
You don't know how much I'd give
Or how much I can take

Just to reach you
Just to reach you
Just to reach you

All:

[Chorus:]
I kissed a girl and I liked it,
the taste of her cherry chapstick.
I kissed a girl just to try it,
I hope my boyfriend don't mind it.
It felt so wrong,
it felt so right.
Don't mean I'm in love tonight.
I kissed a girl and I liked it (I liked it).

Come to my window
Crawl inside, wait by the light
of the moon
Come to my window
I'll be home soon

Brittany and Santana:

No, I don't even know your name, it doesn't matter.
You're my experimental game, just human nature.
It's not what good girls do, not how they should behave.
My head gets so confused, hard to obey.

Keeping my eyes open
I cannot afford to sleep

Giving away promises
I know that I can't keep
Nothing fills the blackness
That has seeped into my chest
I need you in my blood
I am forsaking all the rest
Just to reach you
Just to reach you
Oh to reach you

All:

Come to my window
Crawl inside, wait by the light
of the moon
Come to my window
I'll be home soon

Us girls we are so magical,
Soft skin, red lips, so kissable.
Hard to resist, so touchable.
Too good to deny it.
Ain't no big deal, it's innocent.

I don't care what they think
I don't care what they say
What do they know about this
love anyway

Come to my window
Crawl inside, wait by the light
of the moon
Come to my window
I'll be home soon

All the students look confused as the song ends, and the rest of the club file onto the stage. The girls are wearing short shorts and 'Likes Girls' shirts, while the boys wear jeans and 'Likes Boys' shirts. The music to David Bowie's 'Queen Bitch begins.

All:

I'm up on the eleventh floor
And I'm watching the cruisers below
He's down on the street
And he's trying hard
to pull sister Flo
My heart's in the basement
My weekend's at an all time low

'Cause she's hoping to score
So I can't see her
letting him go
Walk out of her heart
Walk out of her mind

[CHORUS]
She's so swishy in her satin and tat
In her frock coat
and bipperty-bopperty hat
Oh God, I could do better than that

She's an old-time ambassador
Of sweet talking, night walking games
And she's known in the darkest clubs
For pushing ahead of the dames
If she says she can do it
Then she can do it,
she don't make false claims
But she's a Queen,
and such are queens
That your laughter
is sucked in their brains
Now she's leading him on
And she'll lay him right down
But it could have been me
Yes, it could have been me
Why didn't I say,
why didn't I say, no, no, no

[CHORUS]
She's so swishy in her satin and tat
In her frock coat
and bipperty-bopperty hat
Oh God, I could do better than that

So I lay down a while
And I gaze at my hotel wall
Oh the cot is so cold
It don't feel like no bed at all
Yeah I lay down a while
And I look at my hotel wall
But he's down on the street
So I throw both his bags down the hall
And I'm phoning a cab
'Cause my stomach feels small
There's a taste in my mouth
And it's no taste at all

It could have been me
Oh yeah, it could have been me
Why didn't I say,
Why didn't I say, no, no, no

[CHORUS]
She's so swishy in her satin and tat
In her frock coat
and bipperty-bopperty hat
Oh God, I could do better than that

There is scattered applause as the song ends.

Into Hallway

Rachel: You were great up there, babe!

Quinn: You too.

The girls kiss. Suddenly, they're both slushied.

Quinn (cont.): What the hell, Karaofsky!

Karaofsky: I thought you guys were forced to do those gay ass songs by Schue. I never the mighty Quinn Fabray and her minions Santana and Brittany were lesbians.

Quinn: Shut it...

Karaofsky: You're no better than that fag, Kurt. The two of you should rot in hell, along with Brittana and that bastard child of Quinn's...

Finn: Lay off!

Puck: Yeah, leave them alone, or you'll be sorry!

Karaofsky: How could fags like you make me do anything?

Puck: That's it!

Both Puck and Finn throw themselves at Karaofsky, slamming him into the lockers and punching his face in. Quinn begins to cry and Rachel holds her as the starting music to 'Keep Holding On' begins.

Rachel:

You're not alone
Together we stand
I'll be by your side, you know I'll take your hand

Finn:

When it gets cold
And it feels like the end
There's no place to go
You know I won't give in
No I won't give in

All:

Keep holding on
'Cause you know we'll make it through, we'll make it through
Just stay strong
'Cause you know I'm here for you, I'm here for you
There's nothing you could say
Nothing you could do
There's no other way when it comes to the truth
So keep holding on
'Cause you know we'll make it through, we'll make it through

Brittany:

So far away
I wish you were here

Santana:

Before it's too late, this could all disappear
Before the doors close

Both:

And it comes to an end
With you by my side I will fight and defend
I'll fight and defend
Yeah, yeah

All:

Hear me when I say, when I say I believe
Nothing's gonna change, nothing's gonna change destiny
Whatever's meant to be will work out perfectly
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah

La da da da
La da da da
La da da da da da da da da

Keep holding on
Keep holding on

There's nothing you could say
Nothing you could do
There's no other way when it comes to the truth
So keep holding on
'Cause you know we'll make it through, we'll make it through

Quinn smiles sadly as the song ends.

Love it? Hate it? Review it? Review it, please, and feel free to give plot ideas and song suggestions. And oh yeah, I brought back 'Keep Holding On' because I'm badass like that!