Hey guys, sorry this took so long to update. Well, like every chapter takes long for me but I feel like it was more this time 'cause I really wasn't sure where to go with this for a while, but I like the way it ended up. Anyway this has a song in to (FINALLY) and I very much encourage listening to it to get the full effect. It's Twisted by Carrie Underwood. Oh, and remember when I said it would be five chapters? Yeah, I was way off! I'm trying to wrap it up so there'll probably be two or three more chapters. Hope ya like it!

P.S. I want to say thank you to Gothic Antagonist for helping me with ideas and just messaging me! You are awesome.

And thank you to my beta, Miss Ellie, you are also amazing!

DISCLAIMER: I do not own Glee or any of its characters or the song Twisted.

"Will?"

"Hm?" He responded, idly playing with a strand of her hair as she rested against his shoulder with his arms tightly around her.

She smiled at him. "I'd like to sing you something. I heard it on the radio the other day, and it reminded me of us."

Will's eyes brightened as he returned her wide smile. "I'd love to hear you sing. It's been a while,"

One of his favorite things in the world was hearing her sing directly to him. About him. It gave him butterflies (though he'd never admit it) the way she looked at him during it.

Rachel stood in front of him as he sat on the couch and began to sing.

Baby, you're a wrecking ball

Crashing into me

Nothing I can do but fall

Piece by piece you broke down every part of me

That ever thought I'd never need you, baby

It's twisted, messed up

And the more I think about it

It's crazy, but so what?

I may never understand it

I'm caught up and I'm hanging on

I'm gonna love you even if it's wrong

Everybody's telling me

I'm over my head

But they don't feel you loving me

They all say that I've gone crazy

Maybe but it's too late now to save me

I'm too tangled

It's twisted, messed up

And the more I think about it

It's crazy, but so what?

I may never understand it

I'm caught up and I'm hanging on

I'm gonna love you even if it's wrong

Even if it's twisted

Maybe it's not right, but that's alright

Yeah, it's alright tonight

It's twisted, messed up

And the more I think about it

It's crazy, but so what?

I may never understand it

It's twisted, messed up

And the more I think about it

It's crazy, but so what?

I may never understand it

I'm caught up and I'm hanging on

I'm gonna love you even if it's wrong

Even if it's twisted

Even if it's, just a little bit, just a little but

Just a little twisted

Yeah

It's twisted

Yeah

A tear ran down Will's cheek as he gazed up at her, in awe of how much she cared. Rachel stared back, wordless communication flowing through them. She practically attacked him, throwing her arms around him and snuggling her head into his neck. Will held her just as tightly as she held him and kissed her hair.

"Thank you." He said softly.

WxR

The Glee club was all gathered in Will's apartment, looking at each other curiously. None of them know why the teacher had called them there, on a Saturday, of all days. Rachel and Quinn were sitting close together on the couch, earning stares from most of their friends. Standing at the front of the room, Will cleared his throat nervously.

"Hey, guys, thanks for coming. So, you're probably wondering why we haven't had Glee lately. I asked you all here because I have some…news. I'm not really sure how to say this."

Kurt raised his hand. "Mr. Shue, is this about how you've been sleeping with Rachel?"

The entire room was silent for one second, and then filled with noise.

"Sleeping with Rachel?"

"For how long?"

"Rachel did something illegal?"

"How the hell did he get into Berry's pants when I couldn't?"

"Okay, okay!" Will called over the exclamations. "One, our relationship isn't just sex, its love. Two, Puck, please never mention trying to get in Rachel's pants in front of me. Three, Kurt, how did you even know?"

Kurt scoffed, looking almost offended that they thought he wouldn't know.

Mercedes answered for him. "It was pretty obvious to Kurt and I when you two started having staring contests."

Rachel flinched, her memory of the phone conversation with Jesse running through her mind. You two would practically undress each other with your eyes every meeting.

Will's eyes flashed over to her. "What's wrong?"

Everyone turned to stare and she forced a smile. "N-nothing. I'm fine. Um…so how does everyone feel about this?"

Will frowned, not believing her but Kurt spoke up before he could press the matter.

"Actually, I like you guys dating. Mr. Shue, you're a lot happier all the time. And Rachel, you're a lot easier to deal with ever since you got together. Less diva fits, less demanding for solos. I approve."

"As long as Rachel's happy, I'm happy." added Finn.

"Do you give her special treatment at school now?" asked Tina suspiciously. "'Cause she's, like, your girlfriend?"

"Absolutely not." Will assured her. "Rachel and I try to keep our relationship professional at school, and I'm never unfairly biased towards her."

"Why are you telling us this, Mr. Shue?" Santana asked in a bored tone. "If the dwarf wants to screw a teacher, then whoop-dee-do for her."

He sighed. "Santana, our relationship-"

"I don't really care," she interrupted him. "Can we like, leave now? Unlike most of you, I actually have a social life."

Overall, it seemed the Glee club was okay with them dating, excluding Santana, who didn't care and Brittany, who didn't really know what was happening.

"Look, you guys can't tell anyone, okay? My job and livelihood depends on it." Will pleaded, looking around to see the nods and agreements. "But, there's a little more,"

He explained the whole Jesse problem, trying to lighten the details of his first condition. At that part, all eyes scanned over the fading bruises on Rachel's skin. By the end, teeth were clenched, hands were fists, and everyone was thinking daggers towards Jesse.

"What the hell are we waiting for?" growled Finn. "Let's grab some kitchen knives and get the job done!"

Will nodded. "I agree. Let's go."

"No!" Rachel protested. "Things are already bad enough, you guys don't need to get charged for murder."

"Oh, and statutory rape is better?" sneered Puck.

Will stiffened and Rachel snapped. "That isn't funny, Noah."

She walked up to Will and rubbed his shoulder soothingly.

"Hey, I was just joking. Mr. Shue. I'm sorry," Puck said awkwardly, looking guilty.

Rachel put her hand on Will's cheek, urging his eyes to meet hers.

"I chose this, Will. I love you."

"I know, but sometimes it just feels like-"

"I love you."

He half-smiled. "I love you, too."

She stood on her tip-toes for a kiss, bracing her hands on his shoulders.

His eyes opened suddenly. "Everyone's watching us," He muttered against her mouth.

She pulled back, blushing.

The whole club was staring at them like they had just proclaimed Sue Sylvester was the new co-director of Glee.

"Um…could you guys kill the PDA while we're around please?" Mercedes asked for the group. "We may be okay with all this but it's still pretty creepy watching Rachel and our teacher making out."

Will chuckled. "Deal,"

"So…Mr. Shue and Rachel are together? And Jesse is hurting them?" Brittany clarified, tilting her head.

Santana nodded. "Jesse needs to be stopped, Britt, or he'll hurt them even more."

Rachel smiled at her, glad to see her will to help even though they weren't the closest of friends.

Brittany spoke up again. "So why can't we go to his house and ask him to stop?"

Mike rolled his eyes and sighed, shaking his head.

"That's actually not a bad idea," mused Rachel. "Not the asking him part, obviously, but going to his house. We could try to find some dirt on him; see if we can backfire his blackmailing."

"But isn't he home?" Tina wanted to know.

"No, every Saturday afternoon from 1:00-5:00 he goes to a spa for some 'down time'".

Puck snickered. "Wow."

As they made plans to sneak into his house in a few hours, Rachel absentmindedly played with the ring on her finger. Will noticed and grinned at her happily. She smiled back widely, her heart warming as she remembered the night before when he had given it to her.

WxR

Clothes were scattered across the floor of Will's bedroom; both were bare to each other as they held one another close under the covers. Rachel rested her face against his chest and gently kissed the skin there. He sighed contentedly, tightening his arms.

"Can we just stay right here forever?" she whispered.

He smiled softly. "I wish. I'd love to just hold you for the rest of my life."

She snuggled in closer to him, closing her eyes.

"Holy crap." Will breathed. "I completely forgot. I'm an idiot!"

He sat up abruptly and began fumbling through his nightstand drawer; Rachel pouted at the loss of contact. He pulled the ring out of its box, hesitantly offering it to her.

"Will you take it now?"

Just like the last time, her eyes filled with tears, only now of happiness. "Of course, Will. It's so beautiful! It wasn't expensive, was it? I hope-"

He shut her up with a kiss, slipping it onto her ring finger on her left hand. Will gazed at her hand, grin growing wider.

"Now, all those jackasses who hit on you can see that you're taken."

"Oh, really?"

"Hate to break it to you, babe, but you're all mine."

"Is that so?" She smiled, moving her face close to his.

His tongue darted out to lick her lip. "Yes."

Rachel kissed him for a moment, then teasingly pulled away as if she was about to get off the bed. He growled, looping his arms around her waist to yank her back and underneath him.

"Just where do you think you're going?"

She giggled. "Nowhere, apparently."

Will lowered his lips to hers with a devious glint in his eyes, continuing with their earlier activities.

WxR

"Sweetheart?"

His voice pulled her out of her reveries. "Huh?"

Will sat down next to her, curling an arm around her waist reflexively.

"Everyone went in the kitchen for a break and some snacks. What were you thinking about?"

Rachel's cheeks grew a little pink. "Last night."

He smirked for a second, and then grew serious. "Rachel, why did you cringe when Mercedes said we stared at each other a lot?"

"I told you, it's nothing." She repeated.

"We have to be honest with each other, here, okay?" He stared deep into her eyes. "Jesse's trying to drive a wedge between us and we can't let that happen."

She bit her lip. "I'm sorry, Will. You're right. I called Jesse yesterday, right before you came to the playground. I begged him to let me have you back and he refused. Then he said things about how he knew we were dating before because we would stare, and that he wanted to have me to himself. He called you a loser and I kinda exploded at him and he got angry. He said next time he wouldn't be so nice to me."

Will raised his eyebrows. "What'd you say?"

"I called him an egotistical, dim-witted, blackmailing asshole."

He laughed quietly. "That's my girl."

"But what are we going to do, Will?" Rachel pressed. "When he finds out we're back together, he'll annihilate us!"

"He isn't going to find out," Will promised, a hint of anxiety in his tone.

She glowered at him. "What happened to honesty? We have to be realistic. Chances are he will find out, he will call the police, ruin both our lives-"

"Calm down, Rach," he interrupted, taking her hand.

"Will," she sighed. "Maybe we shouldn't…."

He placed his palm against her mouth, glaring.

"Don't. Don't you dare say that we should break up." Will said fiercely. "'Cause it's not gonna happen. There's no way I'm letting you go that easy, not again."

Rachel pushed herself closer to him, and he pulled her onto his lap.

He kissed her hair and murmured into her ear. "I won't let him hurt you again, Rach. I promise."

"Will, it wasn't your fault."

"I just stood aside and let Jesse hurt you," He closed his eyes.

She gently caressed one cheek and pressed her lips softly to the other. "I don't blame you."

"I do." He placed his hand over hers to hold it to his face. "I love you, Rachel, and I'll always be trying to make this up to you."

She smiled half-heartedly, knowing there was no way she could convince him he didn't need to.

WxR

"I can't believe you picked the lock," Rachel hissed as she and Puck climbed the stairs in Jesse's empty house. "How many houses have you broken into?"

He rolled his eyes. "I got us in, didn't I? Just chill out, Rachel."

She smiled at him, her eyes warming. They reached the top and he noticed her expression.

"What?"

"You called me Rachel," she said softly.

Puck groaned. "Jesus, Berry, don't get all emotional on me. Show me the asshole's room, will ya?"

She pointed to the room marked with the giant gold letters JSJ, reluctantly following as Puck entered. A horrified gasp escaped her lips as she stared wide eyed at the room of the boy who had practically ruined her life. There were still things from the last time she had been there- the trophies, the humongous mirror, the plasma TV. But what was different was the walls. Photographs covered almost every inch of the white surfaces. Pictures of Rachel. Through her window, changing, in the car, with Will, on her way to school; they were countless.

"Oh, my God," Puck breathed.

Her breath hitched in her throat, obviously trying to hold it together. He wrapped an arm around her shoulders, rubbing her arm soothingly.

"Did you guys find anything?" Will's voice floated inside the room.

Rachel's eyes widened. "We can't let him see this. He'll have an aneurysm!"

Puck ran to the doorway, blocking Will's path. "Nope, nothing in here. Let's check downstairs."

"Is Rachel in there?" Will asked, trying to step around him.

Puck stopped him with a hand. "Yeah, she's going down, too. Let's go."

Will stared at him. "Move out of the way."

"Really, Mr. Shue-"

"Move out of the way, Puck." he cut Puck off, eyes narrowing.

Puck moved aside, mouthing Sorry to Rachel, who gave him a nervous look. Will stepped into the large space, slowly taking it all in. When his hands began to shake Rachel grabbed his arm.

"Will-"

He let out a strangled yell and started tearing down the pictures.

"No!" she cried, unsuccessfully attempting to restrain him. "He'll know we were here!"

Puck leapt forward and wrestled him back, Finn and Mike running in to help with most of the club at their heels.

"He can't have these!" Will shouted, struggling to get free. "He doesn't deserve to see her!"

Rachel covered her mouth with her hand; a tearless sob breaking out as she watched Will thrash about.

"You're scaring Rachel!" Mike managed out.

Will froze immediately, his eyes flashing over to her. He shook the boys off, wrapping his arms around her waist and leaning their foreheads together.

"I'm sorry," he murmured. "I just hate-"

Rachel cut him off, kissing him softly. "I know."

"Um, guys?"

Everyone turned to see Santana and Brittany in the doorway, the only ones who hadn't come up earlier when the shouting had started. Santana was holding a large black gun case open in her hands.

And it was empty.

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