Well after a long Hiatus I am back. I have been working pretty hard on my original novel these past few weeks, as well as watching the senseless turmoil thats been going on with this show I once be truthful I wanted to see what was going to Happen with glee before I continued. The back and forth between the producers, Naya ,and Lea was way too much to handle. Writing the characters has been hard while all of this came about. Yes, this is a AU. But I've been basing the characters on the actual people, and things that have actually happened to them/ The show.

The rumors state Naya wont be back for the 6th season. If this is the case, I wont be watching it and will continue with my own Naya/Demi verse. Which really sucks because I had to change this story a little but.

But the new Idea I have in mind is just as equally as twisted and demented as my other fic. As well as having the closeness and bond that the two girls have developed in this story thus far.

Now that were back on track. ON WITH THE SHOW!

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Well, the shoot was painful to say the least. Heather being back in the picture meant that Naya would have to act like they were madly in love again. She didnt know if she could do it to be honest. And with Demi on the set, watching her every move she felt small pings of pain every time she had to hold hands with heather, or kiss her, or even TALK to her.

Naya has wished, hoped and prayed that Demi's character would be reinstated. This was utter bullshit, and everyone knew it.

Everyone aside from Lea of course.

The moment she came on set with Demi, Lea had been giving her the most childish glares. She found it kind of ironic , seeing that she was one of the main reasons that the two got together in the first place. What was her problem? There was NO problem what so ever all the days she came in before Demi returned with her. Why was she treating both of them like the plague?

She hated it, and she could tell that Demi was feeling the same. There were a few times Demi even excused herself from the shooting area while Naya filmed. Everytime the smaller girl left, Naya could feel that empty feeling creeping inside of her. She'd fumble her lines, forget the words to songs, need to take frequent water breaks, all with the thoughts of Demi breaking down somewhere in the studio in the back of her mind.

Lea was probably just having an off day, that had to be it. Naya had to think rationally about this. Why would Lea suddenly hate them when she tried so hard to bring them together?

Naya was filming a scene with Darren and Chris ,when she noticed Demi leave for another walk. She managed to get through the scene, but just barely. Being an actress you had to be able to adapt to the situation ,and display the emotions you needed to at the time. No matter the circumstances. She was relieved when Chris called for a break with the directors. Thankfully, they agreed.

Chris stood up from the couch, giving Darren a hug, telling him that the scene went smoothly and he highly doubted that they'd have to re shoot that part again.

"I hope to god not." Darren said with a yawn. "I need to get some sleep, it feels like i havent slept in ages."

Naya frowned at the comment. If only Darren knew.

Chris smiled, giving the other boy a pat on the back. "Well we have an Hour or two. Go nap it out."

Darren gave the two a nod, raising his hand to wave a goodbye at the two as he walked from the set.

Chris waited for a few moments, making sure no one was around before turning to Naya. "Is Demi Alright?" He asked concerned.

So Chris had noticed too. Naya thought to herself. "I dont know, I was just going to go and find her." she admitted.

Tom had noticed the shoot had ended, and walked onto the apartment set, wrapping his arm around Chris's waist. Yeah, they had pretty much come out to the entire glee cast about their relationship. It was one of the reasons Tom Was allowed on set. He would be more so once Naya officially signed him as her agent as well. He thought she was joking, Tom had no idea.

Chris nodded. "Listen, Tom and I are going to go get some food. Do you want us to pick you and Demi up some?"

Tom raised his eyebrows at the boy. "Oh, We are now?"

Chris nudged him playfully in the ribs, giving the agent a smile. "Yes, we are hun."

Naya cringed at the pet name. Sean had always called her hun, or baby. After a while it became sickening, it was one of the many reasons she had broke it off with the rapper.

Tom stroked the boy's chin. "Oh, does that mean you're buying today?"

Chris chuckled. "I guess so. " He leaned up to peck the man on the lips.

Naya cleared her throat. "Urm, you two flip when Dem and I have public displays of affection...Now I catch you doing the same? For shame..."

Chris rolled his eyes. "Shut up Rivera and go find Demi."

Tom furrowed his brow. "Something's up with Dem?"

Chris shrugged. "We dont know, This is like the fifth time shes gone for a walk during shootings."

Tom still held a worried look on his face. "Maybe then we should jus stay here-"

"-Naya can handle it Tom." Chris interrupted. "Besides, we'll need to get them food. Leaving would probably mean they'd get swarmed by Vultures with cameras."

Tom stared at the boy and gave a frustrated grunt. "Fine." He looked back up to Naya, a serious look on his face. "If anything's wrong, you call me. Got it?"

Naya nodded. "Okay, I will. If I DO call though, Make sure when you come back you either have Garrick or Malak with you."

"Got it." Tom said quietly.

Naya smiled at the two, shooing them away with her hands. "Okay, now you two go on your lunch date. " She Jeered. "And ENJOY yourselves dammit." Naya added.

Tom rolled his eyes. "You're too damn stubborn Naya. "

Chris put up a hand to stop Tom. "Tom, Really. Lets go. The faster we get there, the quicker we can get back. Then you can go check on Demi. Alright?"

Tom grumbled, but nodded. "Okay, fine...Lets go to the stupid Diner."

Chris's face lit up. "Sounds good!" He grabbed the agent's hand, pulling him along. Raising his arm he waved his hand to Naya. "See you in a hour or two. Keep us updated."

Naya, even though Chris or Tom couldnt see it, Waved back. "Will do."

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Demi had to get out of that room. Sitting there was making her restless, watching Naya act with Heather was making her Jealous, and the glares she was receiving for Lea made her feel all but worthless. When had coming onto this set become such a negative experience?

She didnt have a dressing room anymore, so every time she went for a walk. She simply borrowed Naya's personal area. She knew Naya wouldnt mind, but in a sense felt bad about invading her privacy.

Malak had helped immensely, but she needed the silence to try and clear her thoughts. Her anchor was Naya, but Naya was preoccupied. So she had no other choice but to try and do this on her own. The Latina was already in enough trouble as it was with the show. She didnt want to dig her deeper into a hole.

Demi sad on the couch in the room, she had been in here quite a few times when the two had been reciting each other's lines earlier in the year. But this was a bit different, she sort of felt like a stowaway on an Airplane trying to escape her life by hiding in the lush surroundings of Hollywood. She played with her hands, looking down at the scars on her wrists. Malak had noticed them, Why hadnt Naya?

The thought had plagued her for the last few hours. Naya had to have noticed them, why didnt she say anything? Was she ashamed? Did the action itself make her think less of her? Was she regretting her decision to marry her?

Her hands ran through her hair in frustration, Everything felt so wrong at this moment. She feared that everything would come crashing down around her like a topping skyscraper. Why couldnt she be more like Naya? Naya who was able to move on with her life like nothing was wrong, why couldnt she just find a way to survive this and move on? Tears streamed from her eyes, dripping down her cheeks as her own thoughts seemed to attack her very mind.

She heard a soft knock on the door.

Demi's head sprang up, croaking out."Go away!"

"Dem?" Said the voice from behind the door. Demi knew that voice, even the tone seemed to soothe the savage beast inside of her. It was Naya.

She stayed quiet, she hoped that Naya hadn't heard her outburst and thought the room was empty.

"Dem, I heard you." Naya said weakly from behind the door. "Can I come in?"

Demi glanced over at the mirror, her face was a mess from crying, her hair looked like she had tried to rip it out. Naya seeing her in this state would probably have her calling Malak in a second. "N-no..." Demi said quietly, trying to hold back another sob. "I'm okay Naya. Really."

Naya wasn't convinced.

The door cracked open as the head of Naya Rivera peeked in to eye the girl. When she saw her state, she practically darted in, shutting the door behind her. "Dem! Oh my god are you okay?"

Demi still sat on the couch, unable to really stand. Her hands were folded on her lap as she put her head down to hide her eyes. She simply shook her head.

Naya moved to the couch, kneeling infront of her lover. She took both of the girl's hands in her own. "Dem, Please." Naya said softly. " What happened?"

Demi shook her head again. She couldnt tell her what she was thinking, Naya would think it was stupid. Though the girl would be better off without her, Demi held onto Naya like a lifeline.

The Latina stroked the girl's hands with her thumbs, trying to calm the shorter girl down. "Demi... Come on. Talk to me, I'll make everything okay."

Demi looked up to the girl kneeling before her. Her eyes still glistened with fresh tears. Everything hurt, she felt like she was dying all over again. Her mouth parted in panic as she tried to form words that wouldnt come out.

Naya took in a breath, squeezing the girl's hands again, this time with reassurance. "Nothing's going to hurt you here Demi. Talk to me..."

Demi closed her eyes, taking a deep shuddering breath. "I-I dont know Naya."She whispered. "Everything, nothing, something that doesn't exist and then again something that haunts me even in my dreams..."

Naya nodded, she completely understood. Moving to her feet, she still held onto the girl's hands as she sat on the couch, and like a glove, Demi's body molded into her's.

The pair sat like that for a few minutes as they listened to the sound of each other's breath. Naya noted how Demi's body changed as each moment passed, how she was becoming more and more herself. One of her hand's left Demi's ,Gently stroking her hair. She hummed a simple tune, resting her chin on the top of the smaller girl's head. "Demi?" She whispered.

"Mhmm?" Demi sounded, opening her eyes with a deep breath.

"Can you tell me what happened?" Naya said sweetly,she felt her lover's body tense slightly. "No no...Dem. We'll save it for later. Just stay with me now."

"I feel weak." Demi said softly. "I feel weak, and like i'm weighing you down." she admitted.

Naya shook her head, kissing the girl's cheek. "Demi, I've said this before. We've gone through hell and back. In all seriousness , this is something you'd only see in the movies. Its almost like it was written by some sick twisted mind with nothing better to do. "She gave the girl a smile. "But in like every good story, when things like this happen to the amazing lead girls that we are. The writers will give them a happy ending. " She held the girl close, resting her chin on the top of her head.

Demi gave a sigh, nuzzling into the Latina's chest. "I cant say how many times i've thought about getting out of your life so you dont have to deal with this bullshit Naya- And before you interupt me, Just listen." She held up her hand, having a feeling that Naya was going to say something in response to her first comment. "But every time I have, I then think about every time I have told you about it. Each time you assure me that we're meant to be together, and each time I wonder why."

Demi scooted from the girl's embrace, but held firmly onto the hands of the Latina. "Its because you need me too isnt it? Through this hell and through this madness, I am as much of your anchor as you are mine. Am I right?"

Naya just stared at the girl, her eyes darted back and forth as her face only could be described as a mixture between terrified and shock. Closing her eyes, She slowly nodded her head. "Yes. Demi, Its true." Naya said breathlessly. "Without you, I would have been driven mad a while ago."

Demi nodded, still gazing into Naya's eyes. "And thats one of many reasons why I refuse to leave. We're in this together Ms Rivera."

Naya nodded, leaning in to kiss her Fiancee lightly on the lips.

Suddenly a knock startled them both, causing them to jump back in fear. Once they realized what had happened however, they practically burst out laughing. It was Probably Chris and Tom with their food.

"We'll be right out Chris. Hold on." Naya chuckled.

"Ummm Its not Chris. " Said Lea's voice from behind the door, she seemed to have a bit of an Attitude. "Breaks over, get to the set." Her words were very short and filled with Venom. This made Naya's blood boil.

"Naya..." Demi said in a soft voice. "Calm down, its okay."

"No..." Naya spat. "I'm going to see what the fuck is her problem and end this." She ignored the hand of Demi trying to stop her,rushing tot he door. When she opened it, she found that Lea was no longer there. Instead, she was already halfway down the hallway.

Naya felt her anger rise, storming down the hallway. "LEA. Get back here RIGHT NOW!" She shouted.

Lea just kept walking, there was no way that Lea didn't hear her. She was purposefully ignoring her. This made Naya's anger rise even more. She practically took off in a sprint, grabbing the girl by her shoulder, and roughly pulling her around. She expected to see a shocked look in the eyes of the girl, but instead was met by her signature 'bitch' face.

"What the actual FUCK is wrong with you?" Naya almost yelled.

Lea Kept her bitch face solid, speaking in a very nonchalant tone. "I don't know what you mean...Now will you please get your hands off of me. I have a show to film. "

Naya almost snarled, she wanted to punch her in the jaw and wipe that look off her face. "No, Ever since we've been back. You've been a utter BITCH to both Demi and I. We never did anything to you, so WHY are you making it your mission to make our lives as miserable as you can?"

But Lea's facial expression still did not falter. She kept it still as stone. "I've done nothing ." She spat. "Maybe Its your own insecurities that are making you think this way. Maybe you should go take it up with your shrink seeing you seem to be flying off the handle."

Naya felt herself seething, balling up her fist in rage. She wanted to to bury her fist so deep into the hobbit's face that it would make a permanent indentation. But something made her break the gaze of the Hobbit, making her look back toward her room, where Demi was standing, watching the scene with worry. This seemed to clear her mind a bit. "You know what Lea." She roughly pushed her away. "Your not worth it. Whatever made you go off on a raging bitch tangent is NOT my problem. But whatever I did has nothing to do with Demi. " She said Calmly.

"Whatever I did or said, shouldnt reflect on my Fiancee. So I will tell you once before i bring it up to someone that can put you in your place. Back off and check yourself."

The air in the hallway was tense, both of the girls seemed to be having a stareoff as you could cut their energies with a knife.

After a few moments, Lea simply put on a smile, a very fake acting smile. " As you wish." Was all she said before continuing her walk back down the hall.

Naya stood in her spot, breathing deeply, trying to get herself under control.

"I thought you were going to hit her." Demi's voice said from behind.

Naya turned around, letting out a long drawn out sigh. "I probably would have if you hadnt been here. Good thing for small favors right Dem?"

Demi took in a deep breath. "You didnt have to do that, you could get in trouble."

Naya put her hand on Demi's shoulder. "I did Dem, And I dont give a shit if I get in trouble. When it comes to my girl, I will go to the end of the world and back."

Demi's lips twitched into a smile. "Just, try and keep it under control for the shoot. Then we can go home okay?"

Naya nodded, taking one of the smaller girl's hands and squeezing it lightly. "Okay, But we so have to stop and get some takeout. I think that the food Chris and Tom will bring will be freezing by the time we get out of here.

Demi let out a laugh, nodding. "Go Naya before she comes back and goes all Diva on us."

Naya rolled her eyes, letting go of the smaller girl's hand. "Alright, If you need to go get some shut eye, just use the couch okay?"

Demi smiled again, nodding. "I think I will. Now go out there and outshine that megabitch, Dear."

Naya laughed, kissing the girl on the cheek."Like Always Ms Lovato."

Demi practically pushed her to get her to start walking. Naya really didnt want to go into the studio, not that Demi blamed her.

With a wave, Naya passed through the double doors, leaving Demi alone in the hallway.

Once she was certain Naya was gone, Demi frowned. Whatever was going on with Lea was really effecting Naya, and she was certain that it was also effecting the other castmates. She looked down to the ground, thinking to herself. What could she do to help?

An Idea hit her, Surely Lea would be going to the producers and complaining about Naya. But right now she wouldn't be able to because of the filming. If Demi got there first, she could nip this in the bud before it got out of control.

She had to tell them , it was the only way things might play out peacefully.