Puck walks out into hallway from Coach Sylvester's office and straight into Mr. Shue.

"Puck what the hell happened to you?" He is staring at Puck's face and its scaring him.

"Nothing." Puck just wants to get away. It's not like he doesn't like Mr. Shue, but face it the dude has his own problems and he really doesn't want anyone else in his business.

"That's more than nothing. And why are you coming out of Sue's office? Did she do this to you?" Will tries to grab Puck's arm.

"What? No! Look Mr. Shue I don't really want to talk about it, I just want to go to class before I am late." Puck steps out of Will's reach.

"Puck I think we need to talk it. I think you need to talk about it." Will takes a step towards him, but stops when he sees the look in Puck's eyes. They are cold and dark.

"No I don't need to talk about, I don't need to sing about it either. I fucked up and I cant change that, you cant change that, no one can. I got to go." Puck yells at Will and then runs away down the hallway.

Will opens the door to Sue's office…..

"I just saw Puck leaving, what the hell is going on Sue? Bieste what are you doing here?" Will stares at Bieste for a moment and then turns to Sue.

"We are helping Puckerman, like I told you yesterday. We are handling this situation Will. We know what is going on and that is all that counts." Sue walks back around her desk to sit down.

"Will he needs help, but not your's or Ms. Pillsbury's kind of help. Sue's right that he doesn't need to be treated like a kid, he has to face this mess like a man." She hates being mean to Will but she thought about it last night and she knows that they are doing the right thing for Puckerman.

"I cant believe that you are agreeing with her! Since when are you team Sylvester?" Will's voice rising laced with contempt.

"See Will this is why he needs our help and not yours. This isn't about teams. This is about two kids who are totally fucked right now. Really three kids, got to count the bun in the oven too." She glares at Will before continuing.

"Noah Puckerman stopped being a kid when he raped that girl. Callie Kincaid stopped being a little girl when she started the whole revenge thing. The baby is the only one that is innocent in this whole fucked up mess."

"You don't even know Puck so how can you possibly know what is best for him?" He scoffs at the women.

"I have watched Puckerman grow up in this school. I have heard the rumors about his home life. The kid never stood a chance. Now he is looking at what was left of his future being shot down the toilet and you know what? It's his own damn fault."

Sue leans across her desk.

"I don't know about the Kincaid girl, never heard anything about her. But I am going to find out about her and talk to her too. We are going to talk to her. Me and Bieste." She emphasizes the we so there wont be any uncertainty.

"Will, I know that I only started this job last year but I know my players and Puckerman doesn't need to be told everything is going to be okay. He needs to face the reality of what he did, what he created and try to live with it." Bieste is getting tired of the argument.

"He has one chance left at being a good father, a decent man, and who knows maybe later on a decent husband, but for that to happen he has to step up."

Will throws his hands up in the air. His voice is cruel when he speaks.

"I just cant believe that you two get to decide what is best for him. I mean neither one of you has children, so what you think making him feel guilty everyday is going to make him into a better person? A man?"

Bieste is clenching her fists trying really hard not to hit him.

"Will you really need to shut up before I forget that we are friends. You are hitting below the belt right now."

Sue places a hand on Bieste's shoulder before she speaks.

"I have been a Coach longer than you have been a teacher Will.

Bieste has been a Coach longer than you have been a teacher.

I raised my older sister who is handicap-able. So yeah I do have more experience than a man who couldn't even tell that his wife was faking a pregnancy.

Its true I may not always agree with her but she is like me when it comes to these kids. She wants them to be responsible and to realize that they can do better at life than the rest of us."

She squeezes Bieste's shoulder, letting her know she meant the words she spoke.

"I hope you both know this is going to blow up in your faces before it is over. Those kids need compassion and love. Not to be forced into anything." Will sneers at them. He stomps out of the office.

"Well that went well." Bieste looks at Sue with uncertainty.

"He really needs to stop inhaling all that hairspray." Sue snarks.