Disclaimer: I own nothing, still.

A/N: So, I'm adding in Kurt's POV(ish) to the mix, my sincere apologies. For those of you who don't remember TG's real name is Jacqueline with the nickname of Jake.

Chapter 22 Joining the Glee Club

To say Santana was no in a good mood would be an understatement. While she had, successfully avoided the topic of Glee for the past week, partially hopeful thatBrittanywould be back to take the edge of what Santana knew that she the inevitable joining of the Glee Club. First off, because nobody fucks with Sue; secondly, and more importantly, she had given her word. Maybe they wouldn't let her in, after all she did, technically, knock Berry out earlier this year. Perhaps they wouldn't let her in because of that. Wishful thinking, she already had a way around that excuse. She stopped outside Mr. Schuester's office; it was either now or after school. Might as well be now and get it over with.

"Wait just a second," said Schue wanting to finish grading the last Spanish quiz. "How may I help," he paused when he saw his visitor. "Santana?"

"I'm here to join Glee Club."

"I'm afraid I don't follow."

"I'd like to join Glee," Santana reiterated. "I was told that you're one person short for regionals."

"We'll be happy to have you," Schue said shaking Santana's hand. "We moved our meetings to after school hours since the football season is over. And basketball practices don't overlap with the club, but the students still tend to meet here each morning. I look forward to seeing you after school. Have a song prepared."

As soon as Santana entered the hallway, she sent a text to TG about a song. She closed her phone and strode down to her next class confident that she'd be ready for anything they might say to prevent her from joining. She was aware but unconcerned by the eyes that were on her back as she went to her next class.

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Puck frowned, when exactly did she get a cell phone? More importantly why didn't he know? They each had their secrets but her having a cell phone probably wouldn't classify as one of them. The thought occurred to him that maybe she forgot, but he quickly pushed aside that idea. Unless she was preoccupied with something pressing, there was no way. And as far as he knew there was nothing going on. Which made him think, why exactly was she in Mr. Shue's office?

xxxx

"You have a passable voice," Rachel Berry said from next to Kurt. To Kurt's ears he could tell it almost physically hurt her to admit this. "But we can't let you join," she continued.

"Rachel," warned Mr. Schue. "You can't just decide this for by yourself."

"Oh? And why is that?" asked Satan completely ignoring Mr. Schue. Even as the words came out of her mouth Kurt was sure that she knew the reason that Rachel was so adamant in not allowing her to join.

"But you don't understand Mr. Schue, this," Rachel said turning to address him. "This, and I apologize for insulting all those of the female gender, girl beat me up."

"Oh don't go making it out to be more than it is," retorted Satan.

"Is this true?" Kurt could tell that while Schue was getting desperate for a replacement member for Matt that Santana was walking a very thin line.

"Of course not," denied Satan calmly.

"You, you liar!" sputtered Rachel. She pointed to her face, "I had a headache for a week to prove it."

"I didn't beat you up," Satan said. "Although, I may have, accidently knocked you out."

"Accidently?" exclaimed Rachel in disbelief. "Accidently? You can't accidently knock someone out cold."

"I did."

"Prove it," came back the challenge.

Satan grinned in response and headed to the door. Kurt knew that smile; it was the smile that appeared on her face when she knew someone was going to get put in their place. Her smile morphed into something more sinister and he shuddered involuntarily, while it wasn't directed at him, that predatory smirk made him feel pity for whoever was going to be on the receiving end. She pulled in a girl that Kurt recognized. His lab partner, Jake. He hoped that nothing bad would happen to her because she was suddenly at Satan's mercy.

"Tell them what you saw," ordered Satan. The girl shrunk back a gave a quizzical look.

"She can't speak," Kurt said not wanting to see Jake get hurt for something she can't do.

"Whatever," said Satan glaring at the Jake.

Quickly the Jake sprang into a series of hand gestures, looking at Rachel the entire time. Apparently Rachel knew sign language, and Kurt didn't need to look up to feel the anger that was starting to roll of the singer's body. When she apparently finished, Kurt watched as she put her hands down at her side and shifted slightly away from Satan trying to not catch her attention.

"There you have it," said Satan apparently satisfied that Rachel was upset. "Any questions?" Kurt raised his hand.

"Go on Kurt," said Mr. Schue looking slightly lost at what just happened.

Slowly Kurt signed one word, one of the few that he could remember learning long ago with a friend. He carefully and deliberately signed the word "honest". Unlike the others' in the room he focused on Santana, so only he saw her eyes widen a fraction in surprise and give a barely noticeable nod. He decided to believe her.

"You can't be serious!" Rachel's upset voice took Kurt by surprise because of the lack of volume. He looked over to see TG shaking her head very clearly no.

'Now that this has been settled, what's the verdict?" asked Santana.

"No."

"Last time I check Rachel you didn't have my voice," said Mercedes.

"Fine," Rachel conceded walking to the front of the room. "Let's take a vote. May I remind you that this is an extremely volatile person. She has been known to have connections to Sue Sylvester who has wished to bring down this club from the beginning. She was also spotted with a valued member of this club, Matt, before he had to suddenly and mysteriously transfer. I would like it if you would take all this under advisement and I sincerely hope you make the right decision." Kurt could tell the Rachel had tipped the scales in Santana's favor simply because she kept going on.

Kurt watched conflicted as the others voted. He was unsure about this, they did need another person to replace the one they lost, but he couldn't help but wonder exactly what Satan's angle was.

"Kurt?" Mr. Schue said breaking him out of is thoughts. "You have to vote, it's even right now." Apparently while he was thinking, Rachel, Finn, Artie, Tina, and Mike had voted against letting Santana into the club. While Puck, Kat, Mercedes and their two seniors, Jacob and Sarah had voted to let her in. The decision lay at his feet, he paused to think a little more before answering.

"We need one more person to compete, until we find someone else let her stay."

"Welcome to Glee, Santana," said Schue.

"Why did you say yes?" Tina whispered.

"Because," Kurt answered just as quietly, "I couldn't think of a good reason to say no."

xxxxx

When Kurt got home that afternoon, he fell into bed and jus stared at the ceiling. He couldn't help but question if he had done the right thing. Rachel was more upset than he'd seen her in a long time. And he didn't want to be the reason that the Glee club fell apart. There was a heavy knock on the door, it could only be Finn.

"Come in."

Finn entered, "So, about Santana."

"Rachel asked you to come here didn't she?"

"No, I mean yes. She's just worried. She didn't do anything to you did she?" He didn't need to specify what he meant by she.

"No," Kurt's laugh had a slight bitterness to it. "No, she didn't."

"Oh," Finn said unsure what to do, he walked around the room. Kurt was still looking at the ceiling otherwise he would have stopped Finn from picking up that picture.

"Is this your mother?" Finn asked.

"Yes," Kurt didn't need to look to know that Finn had picked out a photo of his mom.

"Is that Satan?" Finn said in surprise.

"No," said Kurt firmly as he carefully took the picture from Finn's hands.

"I'm sure that was Satan."

"It's not," Kurt insisted angrily this topic always made him feel guilty. "She-she's just a childhood friend, she isn't around anymore."

"Oh," Finn said. "I'm sorry."

"Do you think you could leave now?" Kurt asked his voice taking almost a monotone.

The door closed and Kurt looked that the picture clenched tightly in his hands. It had been taken years ago, when his mother was still alive. They had gone out for his birthday. His father had taken the picture and his best friend was messing up his perfect hair while he was trying to fend her off, his mother was in next to them smiling at their antics. He set it somewhere Finn would never see it again before laying back down praying that the sound of the rain would drown out his guilt whenever he thought of those happy days.

"She had just been Santana back then."

A/N: I plan to add Brittany back in soon either at the end of the next chapter or the chapter after (assuming no interlude), next chapter covers first Glee Club assignment and I don't know what else.