Meanwhile, in another green room, the Warblers were hanging out. Trent was pacing the floor nervously.

"We can't do this." Trent finally admitted. "We can't sabotage this event! I wanna win, but not like this!"

"It's kind of too late for that, Trent." Sebastian said dismissively.

"No...it's not." Trent shook his head and walked towards the door.

"Where are you going?" Sebastian asked standing up.

"Something I should have done a long time ago!" Trent growled angrily. "I quit!"

He was about the head out the door when it slammed open with a boom. Standing in the doorway was a very angry Wes.

Trent gasped in shock. "Wes? What are you doing here?"

Wes simply walked through the doorway towards Sebastian. "I'll deal with you later." He said to Trent. He glared at Sebastian. "Hello, Sebastian."

"And who might you be?" Sebastian asked raising an amused eyebrow.

"My name is Wes Montgomery." Wes introduced himself calmly. "I used to be head of the now apparently non-existant Warbler Council before I graduated. I am also a very good friend of Blaine and Kurt."

"I'm guessing they told you everything." Sebastian shrugged.

Wes nodded. "They did." Wes arched his elbow and punched Sebastian so hard, he hit the ground unconscious. He shook out his hand and turned around to the shocked Warblers and waved an angry finger at them. "I'm very disappointed...in all of you!" He threw both his arms up in frustration. "Damn it! What the hell were you thinking? Kurt and Blaine are supposed to be your friends! They transferred to Dalton to avoid being bullied. They became good friends with all of us. They helped you with homework, your wardrobe, Kurt gave us fashion advice which if I remember correctly, really came in handy for some of you! This is what they did it for? So you can throw a goddamn rock-salt slushy at Kurt? So you can abandon Blaine when he was hurt, and not even lift a finger to help or call to see if he was okay or apologize? I can't believe how ungrateful you are."

"We're sorry." Nick said with his head down.

"I'm not the one you need to apologize to!" Wes replied sternly.

Trent sighed. "I apologized to Blaine and warned him that Sebastian might sabotage Regionals...which he is."

"Well, then you know what you have to do, right?" Wes asked.

Trent nodded. "I'm going to the judges and admitting that we cheated. We don't deserve to win."

"That's what I like to hear." Wes smiled. He heard a sound like a gun cocking and turned around. His eyes widened as he saw Sebastian aiming a gun at his chest.

"You really shouldn't have done that." Sebastian seethed. He shot Wes in the chest.

"No!" Trent cried as Wes fell over on his back. A few boys cried out in horror.

Sebastian stared at Wes bleeding and labored breathing. He looked up at the horrified and scared Warblers and aimed his gun at them. "Anyone else want to go next?" They shook their heads and held their hands up in surrender. He walked to the door and blocked it. "We'll stay here until they announce the winner. If I see anyone using a cell phone, that will be the last thing you'll do." Everyone else nodded in understanding.

XXX

The New Directions formed a circle around Rachel, who was seated at a table.

"What are we gonna do?" Kurt asked in despair. "We go on in less than twenty minutes!"

Will rubbed his forehead in frustration and sighed. "Does anyone else know the song she's supposed to sing?"

The girls shook their heads sadly. Finn pointed to Kurt. "He does."

Kurt looked at Finn in shock. "What? No- I can't!"

"What do you mean? I heard you sing it a million times!" Finn exclaimed.

"Finn, I sang a duet with Blaine at last years' Regionals." Kurt said. "And we lost! If I sing with Blaine again, we're gonna lose!"

Rachel held up a hand and typed something in her phone. She handed it to Quinn and motioned for her to read. "Rachel said 'Kurt can be my voice. He will sing offstage while I mouth the words.'"

"That could work!" Santana smiled. "Since Kurt sounds like a girl, anyway."

Kurt glared at Santana and turned to Finn. "Even if I do, they're gonna know someone's singing over Rachel."

"Then just sing really high." Sam suggested.

Kurt let out an exasperated sigh and ran his hands through his hair. "No. I'm sorry. I-I can't..."

"Kurt, the team needs you." Blaine spoke up earnestly. "I need you. We don't have another choice right now. You gotta work with us on this!"

Kurt swallowed and looked at his boyfriend's pleading eyes. They really don't have another option. After a minute, he gave in. He turned to a stagehand. "Get me a headset."

Blaine smiled and hugged Kurt. "Thank you, Kurt. I promise I'll repay you."

Rachel came up to them and hugged Kurt also. Mike sighed. "Well, that's one crisis averted. So, what was in Rachel's water, anyway?"

"Some sort of drug that causes her vocal chords to shut down." Puck guessed angrily. He shook his head in disgust.

"Yikes. You don't think the Warblers did this, do you?" Rory asked.

Finn snapped. Anger of Rachel's revelation about Jesse and now the Warblers damaging Rachel's vocal chords exploded out of him. He slammed his fist on the table. "That's it! SCREW THE HIGH ROAD! I WILL GO ALL FREAKING JACK BAUER ON THAT SON OF A BITCH!" Finn stormed off angrily.

"Finn, no!" Kurt ran after his brother and grabbed his arm to stop him. "You'll get disqualified!"

"I don't care! He damaged my fiance's vocal chords!" Finn fumed. He pulled from Kurt's grasp.

"I know. I have a plan-"

"No! You had your chance with him. He's mine now." Finn snarled.

"You don't want to do this. It's not gonna bring back Rachel's voice." Kurt said calmly.

"No. But I'll feel better." Finn said stubbornly. He walked away.

Kurt took out a small recording device, set it to record then ran up to Finn. "Finn, wait." He managed to put the recorder in Finn's back pocket before he turned around.

"What?" Finn snapped.

Kurt swallowed. "Just...be careful, okay? You know what he's capable of."

"You know what I'm capable of, too." Finn replied. Without another word, he walked off.

Kurt sighed and ran back to the green room.

XX

Finn tried to control his anger as he searched for the Warbler's green room. He saw Sebastian exit with his back facing Finn. Sebastian put something in his pants and turned around. Finn punched him and grabbed him by the jacket and slammed him against a wall.

"What the hell did you spike my fiance's water with?" Finn asked.

"I'm sorry. I have no idea what you're talking about." Sebastian said innocently.

"Don't bullshit me!" Finn growled. "I know it was you! Your Warbler friend warned us that you might sabotage Regionals! As if putting Blaine in the hospital because of a rock salt slushy wasn't enough, you had to damage someone's vocal chords, too?"

Sebastian just smirked and opened his blazer showing Finn his gun. Finn gasped and leaped back as Sebastian drew his gun and aimed it at Finn, who raised his hands in surrender.

"So what if I did those things?" Sebastian growled. "I tried to slushy Kurt in order to humiliate him so badly, Blaine would want to get with me! I sabotaged Regionals so that I would win and Kurt and by extension, you and the rest of you jokes would lose! So let me tell you something: I just shot the former head of the Warblers' Council. I am not afraid to shoot you. Now...here's what's gonna happen: you are going to walk away and keep our conversation to yourself. If you tell anyone what I did, the first thing I will do is put a bullet in your fiance's head. Got it?"

Finn stared in shock and swallowed nervously. "Yeah...I got it."

"Good. Now walk away." Sebastian gestured his head down the hall. Finn obeyed. He ran down the hall shaking. Satisfied, Sebastian put his gun away, sighed, and looked towards the green room.

XXX

Trent knelt at Wes' side compressing the wound. Wes let out a raspy gasp. "Don't...bother..."

"I'll be damned if anyone dies because of the mess we made." Trent murmured as he pressed a cloth on Wes' chest.

"Just make sure...he goes down." Wes gasped. "Trent...I want you to do something for me."

"Anything." Trent said tearfully.

"I want you...to reinstate the Warbler Council." Wes swallowed. "And...tell Blaine...I'm sorry. Tell him not to avenge me. Not stooping to Sebastian's level is the best revenge out there. It has been a pleasure working with all of you."

"Wes, you're not dying." Trent shook his head.

Wes shook his head slowly. "I can feel it. This is the end. I've taken my last bow."

Trent burst into tears. "I'm so sorry it ended like this. You're not dying in vain. We'll set things right, I promise!"

Wes smiled weakly and took one final breath. The light in Wes' eyes flickered off. The Warblers broke down crying. Trent closed Wes' eyes with a shaking hand and broke down.

'How are we ever going to tell Blaine?'