The secret comes out!

The Berry family was sitting at the dining table. Leroy cooked a vegan tofu meal and now the three enjoyed the meal.

"And, Rachel, how was school?"

"Good. Just our chemistry teacher had a great idea. We should work over weeks on a project with a partner. And now guess who my partner is."

Leroy and Hiram exchanged a glare.

"I hope not that boy who bullied your friend Kurt." Hiram growled. Of course Rachel told her dads about the mobbing against Kurt. Both were shocked to hear that.

"No, not Karofsky. And not one of the other Football idiots too who always throw slushied in my face." Rachel was forced to tell her das that too. It was difficult to hide something like that. At the latest when Hiram or Leroy did the washing the stains on her clothes attracted attention and she had to confess.

"Who is it then? Finn?"

"No, but almost right. It's Quinn."

"The girl who became a mother last year?"

"That girl."

Rachel tried not to gnash with teeth. Her forced teamwork with Quinn stuck in her craw. When she was about to change the topic because of that, her cell phone rang. Confused she pulled out of her pocket and looked down on the display.

"May I accept the call and tell the person I'll call back after dinner?"

Her das nodded and she rose to walk into the kitchen. There she accepted the call.

"Hey."

"Hey, beautiful." Wes' soft voice resounded. Rachel loved the sound, she stated right now. The hair on her arms rose and a comforting shower run down her spine.

"Hi, what's up?"

"I'm asking you. I had a Warbler meeting til now and when I look at my cell phone I see you called three times. "

"Oh, right. I wanted to tell you something."

"And what?"

"Listen, I'm having dinner with my dads. Can I call you back?"

"Of course, didn't want to disturb. Sorry."

"No problem. See you later."

She hung up and walked back in the dining-room."Sorry.", she said and sat back down again.

"Never mind, Darling." Leroy smiled at his daughter.

"Was that somebody from Glee Club?"Hiram tried his best so he didn't sound too curious. Rachel had to laugh because he failed miserably.

"No, Dad, it wasn't anybody from New Directions." She drank sip water. Over the rim of her glass she could see her dads exchanging a glare.

"Ah, so it was the young man who brought you coffee yesterday?"

Rachel spit the water over the table.

"Beg your pardon?" she asked bewildered. How did Leroy knew that Wes delivered her coffee? Amused Hiram tapped his daughter on the back. "Surprised?"

"Absolutely. How did you know that?"

"Mrs Jennings came to us this morning when we wanted to drive to work and felt as her duty to inform us yesterday a young man was here and you were very familiar with each other." Leroy explained.

Rachel rolled her eyes. Mrs Jennings was their neighbor who being as a retiree was filled with spying on neighbors and talking about the newest gossip.

"Why did she counter with who I'm seeing and when?"

"We asked us the same question." Curious Hiram looked at his daughter. "Nevertheless your Papa and I can't deny we're interested who this boy was."

The sixteen-year old girl sighed. It was clear that she had to tell her das about Wes sooner or later. Later would have been her voice but she wasn't able to change it anyway.

"That was Wes. He's one of the Warblers and a real nice guy."

To her it was clear but her Dads looked kind of confused. "What's a Warbler?" Leroy asked. Rachel had to giggle. "Look out, we clean up now and then I tell you the story. From the Warblers over Pavarotti to Wes."

Hiram frowned. "You know Pavarotti?"

Rachel roared with laughter before she stood up and piled the empty plates. She carried them into the kitchen and placed them into the dishwasher. Her dads followed with the cutlery and the empty wok.

Leroy searched into the cupboard for cookies and soon fathers and daughter sat in the living room, nibbled cookies and both men were waiting thrilled for Rachel's explaining. Rachel loved that. She could talk with her dads about everything and enjoyed when they were sitting together like now and did that.

"Okay, so you know Kurt. He was bullied and transferred. Now he's attending Dalton Academy in Westerville. The all-boys-school."

Her das nodded and she went on:" Well, they have a Glee Club there too. Different to us the guys are like rock stars. Whenever they practice the whole school is brought to a halt because everyone wants to see it. Understandable because the guys are good. You heard them at Regionals."

"Oh, those were the Warblers. That's the name of their choir. We could think of that."

Playfully Hiram hit his husband against the arm. Leroy grinned. "As if you paid attention to anyone else than our daughter."

"Stop it, stop it. However, Kurt is a Warbler now and with Blaine, the lead singer of the Warbler's. They became a couple because Pavarotti died and Kurt sang a mourning song. Romantic, isn't it? Oh, I should maybe mention that Pavarotti…was the Warbler's mascot. A little canary bird. Very cute. Nevertheless both are a couple now, we call them Klaine, and yes Blaine's best friends are called David and Wes. Both are in the Warbler's council and…"

"Rachel!"

She stopped and looked at her Papa amazedly. "Yes?"

"You overtake yourself while taking. Slow, we don't understand a word. It's nice that you're having so much fun and you're so excited, but take a breath!" laughed Leroy.

Rachel smiled, took a deep breath and started slower: "As I said, the Warblers don't have a leader like we have, but they were managed by a council of three men. Those are Thad, David and Wes. Wes is the head member of the council and organizes everything. Just like me." Her eyes started to shine. "He is a year older than me but when you talk to him you get the feeling he is elder than that. Well-educated, charming and responsible. I'm sure, you would like him. We get along pretty well."

"Yeah, we could see that on your smile. You smiled like that when he called you."

"Uhm, Dad, it's not like you think. We're just friends. Friends, who exchange about their Glee Clubs."

"I see." Hiram smiled and Leroy chuckled.

"We're just friends! I can commit everything to him. He is like you but in my age. And now I have to call him. I promised him this."

She stood up and left the living room. Her das looked after her smilingly.

"Even their just friends, he seems to do her good. I like him already."

"Me too."

Rachel condoned into her room, closed the door and lay on her bed. The head hanging over the footboard and her legs stretched, she had the handset at her ear und waited for the call to be accepted.

"Ok, now I have time." She yelled happy when Wes answered the phone.

He laughed quietly. "That pleases me, beautiful."

"How are you, Wes?"

"Everything's good. But I'm curious. What is it that you wanted to tell me?"

Rachel laughed. "You can hardly wait." She pulled his chain.

"You can't see it but I stick my tongue out at you."

"Ha, I could do that too. But then I won't be able to tell you that I have to work together with Quinn for a chemistry project."

Even they know each other for a short time, Wes knew for sure with who Rachel got along and with who not. That's why he stayed silent for a moment.

"Wes?"

"Okay, stop for a moment: You and Quinn? Working together? Did I understand that right?"

"Yes."

"Are you allowed to bet on who will survive?"

"Well, I really hope, you come to my rescue if she goes for my throat, my hero."

Wes chuckled. He was lying on his bed too and looked at the ceiling.

"Beautiful, I would always rescue you. Just call and I come."

"Good to know." She thought about it. "Hey, Wes, I told my dads about you."

Wes sat up. That announcement surprised him. She told him that she had a close relationship with her fathers but he didn't expect this. Rachel interpreted his silence wrong because she hurried with a explanation:

"A neighbor had seen that you were here yesterday and told my dads. They wanted to know who you are and I told them how we met. That we exchange over our Glee Clubs and such. Don't be mad."

"Why should I be mad?"

"Uhm I don't know, just because."

"Sweetheart, I'm not mad just because you told your dads how well we went along. I know you can tell them everything."

"I'm so lucky to be friends with you."

"I return the compliment, beautiful."

Rachel giggled quietly. "What?" Wes asked who had to laugh at this sound too.

"I like it when you call me beautiful. It's a nice nickname for once."

"You don't have any nicknames?"

"Miss Bossy Pants, Man Hands, Stubbles, RuPaul, Hobbit…"

"Okay, my fault. I should have differentiated that. I meant nice nicknames."

"No. Fin called me this and that sometimes, but I don't count that."

"Okay, then I will think of something."

"Is that a promise?"

Wes stood up and walked through his room. Now he laughed. "It is. You get another nickname from me. Besides beautiful."

With his head titled to one side, he watched himself in his mirror. Every time he talked to Rachel or just thought of her, he had to smile. He just felt comfortable with her.

"Do you have a nickname? Besides Wes I mean."

"Hm, let me think. David calls me Ley sometimes. But only when he wants something. Wessy sometimes when my dear friends are drunk. Don't memorize that, I hate it."

"So Ley is your special nickname?"

"Right."

"Okay, I'm up to date."

"So?"

"You're raising one eyebrow right now, don't you?"

"How do you know that?"

"I can imagine it."

"How come you know me so well after a short time that you know exactly how I react in every situation?" Wes asked stunned.

"Spiritual kinship." Rachel mumbled mysterious. Only to start giggling like crazy. It doesn't matter that she behaved like a little girl. With Wes nothing mattered.

The teacher stepped through the rows and gave out working sheets. "You got six weeks to finish your projects. After that they will be presented and marked." She explained.

Rachel grabbed the papers she got and handed one to Quinn who sat next to her. Why of all people the two worst competitors had to sit next to each other. It came along at the beginning of the year. Afterwards that was the reason why their teacher put them together.

"Okay, where should we meet?" Quinn sounded as if she was talking about the walk to the electric chair. And her face expression looked similar distressed.

"You can come to my house. My dads are working til evenings, so nobody will disturb us."

"But today I'm only free later. Have to do something with my Mum."

"I'm home. Come when you are free."

"Fine, I will be there at four."

When Quinn ringed the doorbell at half past three she was more than bugged. Why wanted her mother to go shopping, when Judy had to work then? She could have drive with Rachel right after school.

Rachel opened the door. "Huh, I thought, you're coming later."

"Should I go?"

"No, come in."

The Diva flashed her project partner a smile and let her into the house.

"Would you like something to drink?" she asked and walked into the kitchen. Quinn followed her.

"Water." she begged and put her bag down on a chair. Rachel poured her a glass and handed it to her. For a few minutes both girls stayed silent and just drank their water.

"Are you here by car?" Rachel asked finally.

"My Mum brought me here."

"So you're taking the bus back?"

"Please, Rachel, what's the point of that? I'm not here for small talk. I dislike you and you dislike me. Let us stop pretending it isn't so and start working. I have other stuff to do."

"Like Finn for example?"

Toxically Quinn glared at Rachel.

"Finn and I broke up." The blonde's voice was cold as ice. "But you already know that surely."

The brunette crossed her arms. Yes, she knew that Finn and Quinn broke up. It was a simple test if they didn't get back together meanwhile. The networks Glee Club was having right now, something changed hourly.

"I heard that you broke up."

"Well. He's free. Get him."!

"I don't want him!"

Said out loud the sentence worked like a gong. It sounded and the sonic penetrated walls. The walls in this case were Quinn's ice queen façade and Rachel' ignorance. Quinn because she was surprised und wasn't able to hide that. In her own way she raised an eyebrow.

"Well? And I should believe you?"

"Yes. I'm over Finn. You can have him!" The more she thought about it, the more she knew it was true. She just didn't notice it yet. She wasn't interested in the quarterback anymore and just wanted a friendship. He was her first true love and that would always mean something to her, but she didn't want a relationship with him anymore. Somehow that was a clearance.

"Rachel, how often did you fool yourself? And every time you run after him."

"Believe me or not, Quinn. I know what I want and what not."

"She's totally insane!" Quinn was sitting crossed-legged on the floor in front of Rachel's desk and browsed through the working sheets their teacher gave them. There were accurate instructions how they had to conduct their project and what was expected. All in one a huge effort and after three hours the girls were close to a meltdown.

"Did she know we have other stuff to do as well? Other homework? Glee Club? Is she thinking she is the only teacher?" Rachel was upset too.

Quinn looked at her watch. "I have to go home." She mumbled and rose. She went to the desk where her back was lying next to Rachel's powered laptop. Rachel stood opposite from her. Suddenly a sound from the laptop resounded and the chat window opened.

Wes Montgomery: Hey, would you like to hang out tomorrow?

Shocked Rachel opened her eyed wide and looked at Quinn. The former captain of the cheerleader smiled amused. "You're meeting the Upper Warbler?"

"Quinn, I can explain that."

"Oh, you have to explain something? Then I guess nobody in Glee Clubs know it?"

"No, and I'm begging you…Quinn!"

The older girl had left the room and ran to the front door. Rachel followed her swiftly.

"We're just friends." She tried to explain the situation.

"Friends, I see. That explains the scene at the Lima Bean."

"What do you think?"

"Your so called friend protected you. That's why he attacked Santana that much."

The Diva stopped in the doorframe. Quinn was faster than her and with her slippers she couldn't run. It was useless to catch up with the blonde who was already at the sidewalk.

"Quinn, please, that's bullshit!"

Now she had a big problem.

Mercedes, Tina and Brittany sat behind each other in the choir room and weaved their hairs. Besides they talked about the newest gossip.

"Did you hear that Meredith was caught having sex with her boyfriend by her parents?" Tina giggled.

Mercedes roared with laughter. "Oh my Gosh. I would die of embarrassment." Then she sighed. "Did it become that quiet in Glee Club that we have to talk about the Cheerios?"

Tina nodded. "Seems like it. What happened to the scandals?"

"They are gone. Too bad." The black Diva turned to Quinn who sat in a corner and wrote something again.

"Hey, Quinn, you know some thrilling news? Something ground shaking?"

Rachel who sat at the piano til then looked up. Tense she hold her breath and prayed. Quinn looked up and supported herself on her folder. She pulled her left hand through her hair.

"No, I don't know anything." She said quietly.

Mercedes pouted. "Hm, pity!"

Stunned Rachel looked at Quinn. She was alert to anything. Posters, flyers or an article in the school newspaper. But not to Quinn keeping it by herself. For which reason? They weren't friends and the older one never did anything nice for the Jewish Diva.

"Quinn, can I talk to you for a moment?"

Carefully Rachel drew closer to the blonde girl who was putting books in her locker.

"What do you want?"

"Why didn't you say something in there? When Mercedes asked you if you know some interesting news, I mean. Why did you lie?"

Quinn slammed her locker door shut and turned around to Rachel. "Because it doesn't matter. I don't care who you are friends with and who not. It could be the Queen and it wouldn't bother me. You're not important. I want nothing from the Upper Warbler and so I don't care, what you two have going on."

She scrunched her nose before she went on: "Furthermore I don't want to be pulled into your stuff. If somebody asks me why I know it, that somebody may think I'm interested in your life, what would equal social suicide. And just because I and Finn aren't together anymore, don't mean I lost sight of being the Queen Bee of the school again."

"Oh, so, however, thank you."

Rachel turned around and ditched Quinn. She scolded at herself for believing Quinn kept her friendship with Wes to herself because wanted to do something nice for Rachel. She had to stop being so naïve and believe that somebody who was nice to her once, wanted have something to do with her. And she had to learn the people; she really mattered to, not to scare away with her behavior. Like Wes.

He called her after she didn't respond to his message and it came to a heated argument where she accused him of being responsible of the New Directions killing her. Without any further explanations she hung up and now she regretted it. Sometimes she was too much Diva.

Frustrated Wes looked outside the window. He was in a bad mood, because his talk with Rachel wouldn't leave his head. They didn't really fight but they didn't work out the argument neither. And now they are no longer on speaking terms and slowly it got the best of him. He missed the petite Jew's hyper behavior and their talks. He missed Rachel which was totally ridiculous due to the short time they know each other. He wasn't like that normally, everything was elaborated and considered. Rachel was the only one where it didn't work. Maybe she was – as she said herself – a little bit crazy and wasn't able to show that.

In his thinking sounded the bell for lunch. He stood up and left the residential home with the other students. In the flow of students it went into the main building and there into the dining hall. But in the foyer Wes was stopped.

Right through the flood of students Rachel made her way. She looked around the and when and when their glances met, she smiled faintly before she walked to him.

"Hey, can we talk for a few minutes?" She asked quietly.

Wes nodded and pulled a little bit down the hallway. So they were undisturbed and could talk.

"What are you doing here?"

"Wes, I'm so sorry. I pushed over the edge yesterday and took it out on you. Really, I can't describe how sorry I am. Sometimes I can't help myself and am a total Diva, but I promise it will never happen again."

She raised her hand like a vow and looked serious at him. Wes titled his head. "What got into you yesterday?" he asked.

"Quinn saw that she asked me online to hang out. She grinned and left. I panicked she will tell the people in Glee Club and I get a real big problem. I'm sorry. I should have explained it to you."

Still she looked apologetically at him. "Ley, I so sorry. I don't wanna fight with you."

She looked so sad that he wasn't able to deny it any longer. Forgiving Wes smiled. "Come here, Sweetheart." he muttered and pulled her close to him. Deeply he hugged the girl.

Relieved Rachel wrapped her arms around him and snuggled closer to him. She clutched on him like she was about to drown and just enjoyed that they were friends again.

"Thank you for forgiving me." She whispered.

"Hey, friends are having arguments too." He whispered. She let him go and smiled at him.

"Your are the best!"

"And you're the best!"

"Wes?" You could hear David calling from afar. Both winced.

"Yeah, I should go. Nice that we composed the dispute."

"Likewise. Hey, should we phone this evening?"

"Of course. Wait, we can't, this evening I'm having a meal out with my dads. But something comes into my mind: You are running from time to time, aren't you?"

"I am. Why?"

"I want to start too. Coming off my home trainer. Can I join you?"

"Sure. Just write me when and where."

Wes, Nick, Blaine, Kurt and David strolled through the hallways of Dalton. Jeff said goodbye a few minutes ago because he had tennis training. Conversation topic was all or nothing. It was about music, free time, school, friends etc. Somehow they came to the topic of party.

"Can you remember the party at Rachel's?" Blaine asked his boyfriend grinningly.

Kurt rolled his eyes. "Don't remind me. My dad still didn't overcome the shock."

"What shock?" smiled David. Blaine hit him against the shoulder.

"I already told you. I stayed the night at Kurt's."

"Oh yeah, I remember." Wes smiled. Nick laughed. Even Kurt giggled quietly.

"What else should I have done? You were so drunk; I couldn't let you stayed at Rachel's. Who knows what she would have done with you."

"Oh come on, Kurt, she was as drunk as I was. We just would have sung again."

Wes looked perplexed at Blaine." Eh, you sung with Rachel once already?" He asked dismayed. Blaine, totally clueless what he was doing to his best friend, nodded. "Yeah, during her party. I think I have the video still on my phone."

He searched through the files on his cell phone. "Oh, here." Said and showed Wevid and Nick the phone. "Don't you want me" played and while David and Nick grinned wider and wider, Wes' face fell.

"Y…y…you can't be serious. I mean, serious? Serious? That…Argh!"

And with that the eldest in the round turned around and stormed away. Bewildered his friends looked after him.

"What was that all about?" Kurt asked.

"That was Wes all over. Sometimes he has to go crazy." Nick explained. The others mumbled approvingly, only David frowned and made his way after his best friend.

He found Wes in his room where the seventeen-year old sat on the floor leant against his wardrobe and scrolling through the songs on his iPod. David came into the room, closed the door and walked slowly to the sitting boy. With a move of his hand he showed Wes to pull the headphones out of his ears. After a moment of hesitation Wes did what was required from him. David kneeled in front of him.

"You wanna tell me what that was about?"

"How can he sing with Rachel? How is that possible? And then in a drunken state? Can you explain it to me? That's over my head. That…that…that's just…"

Frustrated he stopped, ruffled through his hair and closed his eyes. Taken aback David raised an eyebrow and searched for the right words.

"Wes, are you jealous?"

The young Asian opened his eyes wide. "No, I'm not jealous. I'm something worse. I'm envious. Envious that he was allowed to sing with Rachel. And that he don't cherish that because he was so drunk." He hissed angrily.

David didn't expect that and his jaw dropped. "Does that mean you're in love with Rachel?"

"No, I'm not in love with Rachel. I just cherish her talent and her voice and it pisses me damn off when somebody is allowed to sing with her just like that and not me!"

Wes buried his face in his hands. For a short time nobody said a word. Wes' outburst was like a thunderstorm. It crashed and thundered and when it was over, you can't believe it's really over and hesitate to leave your hide out. But Davis knew his kindergarten friend too well. Slowly he sat next to Wes and put one arm around his shoulder.

"There is something else, Ley. That alone doesn't make you so angry."

The older one raised his head. "No, you're right, there's something else." He looked at his friend. "I have to tell you something, Dave. But that's just between the two of us. Not even Blaine, understand?"

"Cross my heart!"

Full of vigor Rachel jumped out her parked car and slammed the door shut. She arranged a meeting with Wes on one of the parking lots in the forest of Westerville. From here went some footpaths away and Wes told her that it was perfect for running. As it seemed the young Warbler didn't arrive yet. Rachel used the time to retighten her ponytail and look around. Only a few cars were there, no humans except Rachel. She took a deep breath and absorbed the fresh smell of fir sprigs and fresh earth. Maybe she should come her more often. It had a reassuring effect on her.

She was hugged from behind and pulled to a strong body. "Hello, Raye." Whispered Wes into her ear and kissed her softly on the cheek right after.

"Wes, don't scare me like that…Raye?" Rachel turned around to him and looked him confused.

"Your new nickname. Dislike it?"

"Indeed, it's great. Thanks." Lovely she smiled at him.

The young man let his view wander down her and up again. She was wearing a dark grey leggings, a violet top and over that a wider light grey t-shirt. To keep herself warm she slipped a slate-colored sweat jacket on.

"Speaking of great: You look amazing."

She turned red. "Thank you, Ley." You too. Seems as if we have the same wave length in clothing too." She grinned and meant Wes' grey trackies and his black long sleeve shirt.

"Seems like it. Should we start?"

"I follow you."

They took the left path and ran into the forest. Both in a suitable speed and directly next to each other. Occasional they exchanged a glare and smiled.

That went one for an hour. The whole time they didn't speak, just ran next to each other.

"You're really fit."

"I work out every day on my home trainer. And when you told me you run, I thought, I could give it a try."

"I have no objections. I'm happy about your company, my sweet Diva."

"You're the first with it. But why don't your friends run with you?"

"Don't know, they never want. Too lazy or doing other sport."

"Or they are afraid of your gavel." Rachel giggled.

"I'm not obsessed with my gavel. Leave Mr bang alone."

"Of course, I'm sorry…Gavel-Obsessed."

"So, that's…"

Laughing the young Diva ran away from the head member of the council who chased her playfully. After a while Wes caught up with her and wrapped his arms around her waist. Rachel stopped and tipped over. Pulling her companion with her, she fell to the ground. Laughing both rolled over. Now they were lying next to each other on the soft forest floor.

"Tell me, Raye, what's with Quinn? Did she say anything?"

"You will laugh. Mercedes asked her if she new some news and she said no. When I asked her why, she said she did that because she doesn't care about me and don't want to be involved in my stuff. Nobody should believe she would hang out with me because she knew."

"And do you believe her?" Wes rose and was now leaning over Rachel.

"I don't know. One the one hand it would fit. She wants nothing from you, so she has no motivation to frazzle me out. Besides told her I don't want to be together with Finn. On the other hand she could spill it just to come down on me just like a ton of bricks. You never know where you stand with her."

"You don't want to be together with Finn?"Wes asked quietly.

Rachel shook her head. "No. Just friends. Nothing more." She assured.

Somehow that soothed him. He didn't know why.

"Your heart is free then?"

"It is." The girl confirmed.

Rachel looked up to Wes. "I love your eyes." She mumbled. "They have a beautiful color. Every time I look into them, I sink into them."

"Your eyes are amazing too. They shine incredible bright and always when I look into them, I have to smile."Tenderly he stroke a few strays of hair out of her forehead.

"Right now you're not smiling."

"Because I find you incredible. One day you will be a star. What am I saying? You're already are one."

Rachel sat up. Wes went with her movement, but didn't back away. Their faces were only a few millimeters apart.

"Promise me, we still will be friends then, Ley."

"No, I don't promise you that."

On Rachel's face were shown insecurity and the unspoken question Why?

"I sweat that to you." He grinned.

"Man, don't do that always with me. It makes me insecure."

Playfully offended she pushed him to the ground and went up.

"Oh, come on, beautiful, don't be mad."

"Hmpf."

With crossed arms she walked away from him. He got up and raced after her. When he was left to her, he put his right arm around her waist, loosed with his left hand her crossed arms and intertwined the fingers of his right hand with the fingers on her right hand. Arm in arm they walked back to their cars.

"I'm not mad at you." Rachel informed him.

"I know."

The young Diva leant her head against his shoulder. She loved being close to Wes.

"Why were you so afraid what the Glee Club would say when it came out we're friend?"

"Hm, does the name Jesse St. James means anything to you?"

"The former lead singer of Vocal Adrenalin?"

"The very one. Well, he and I, we were together last year. After Finn my second relationship, if I don't count Puck. However, we met in the book store and got along pretty good. He praised my talent and so on."

"Aha, okay."

"Well, when the Glee Club got to know, they made me chose. Either the Club or Jesse."

"They forced you to decide?" Wes was horrified.

"Yes. I told them that I chose them and secretly meet with Jesse. Afterward he transferred to our school for a short time. Maybe they were right in the end, but I will never forget the moment when they forced me to choose. I was just scared that happens with us too. Glee Club is important to me, but I could never decide against you. And I don't want to lie again. I want to talk openly to you, at the Lima Bean or somewhere else. I want to visit you in Dalton without being afraid of the consequences. Maybe because Kurt is one of you and together with Blaine it's different, but the fear is still there."

"Yeah, I can understand that. But don't worry, we'll find a solutions."

Now the secret's out. Did you expect Quinn to stay silent? And what will David do, now that he knows? Will Quinn keep her mouth shut?

I had to write the scene in the forest. Don't be mad at me because there wasn't any kiss. They were some cute flirting. You want more (sexual) action? As always write me about your wishes, your dreams and even your criticism. What will happen next?

P.S.: I'm searching for someone who would like to make a cover for this fanfiction. Anyone who's interested write me a PM =)

My Cherie Amour: I agree with you, it's adorable. Thanks for your comment.

BigTimeGleekBTR: Hope it wasn't too long. As always thanks for commenting.

PrincessPuckerman: That's my favourite line too :D

Elle Loves Glee: I giggled while I was writing this scene too. To imagine Santana's face lol. And yeah it's great that finally stands up for Rachel. Glee Club will wonder what comes because that wasn't the last time somebody stood up for Rachel.

YOUNG REZZY NUMBER1: Yeah, he's pretty hot.

shippper: Thank you. Glad you liked the scene. The chemistry between Wes and Rachel is the most important thing in their relationship (that's my opinion. Don't you think?

liz-04: Yep. Beautiful is one of Wes'nicknames for Rachel. Your idea with a scene between Wes and Rachel and their friends finding out, gave me an idea for a scene. Not in this chapter, but soon it will come, trust me. Thank you for it. And it was part of the scene when Rachel goes to Dalton to talk about their argument.

Kkaty: Thank you. What do you mean by „defined" (I'm sure we have the same ideas, just checking ;-))

llGeekGoddessll: I saw that scene too. I jumped up and down and screamed "That's Wes's gavel! He gave it to her after he graduated!" My mum must think I've gone crazy. And almost instantly I had an idea for another MontBerry story. =)

BlondeBookworm421: I like Santana too. After Quinn and Rachel she's my favorite female character in Glee. I like her bitchiness but you're right sometimes it's too much. Well, now she has a problem. Rachel has somebody on her side. A totally new situation for our favorite Latina. And the others.

gleek599: I know rofl. Just wait and see ;-)