Chapter 8

A/N Hey guys, hope you enjoy. We finally get into why this is rated T which is for swearing, though there won't be too much of it, just to make points and such. Thanks so much for the reviews and follows, it makes my day. I'm sorry it's been so long I'm still figuring out how exactly I want this story to go but I'll try not to leave it for this long again. I know this is short but I wanted to put something up.

I look up from the homework I'm trying to finish to see Uncle Will enter the room. Everyone else stops talking to hear what lesson he has planned for today, but something's off. He doesn't smile and he looks so sad.

"What's wrong?" I ask, hoping I can help make him smile again.

"I have some bad news guys, I'm not going to be running Glee Club anymore."

What? "You're leaving us?" Artie asks as the rest of us stare waiting for his response.

"I've given my two weeks notice. I promise guys, I'll find you a new director." I just look at him trying to figure out why he's doing this as the rest ask him a bunch of questions. He didn't even talk to me about it.

"You guys are going to be okay, you're so amazing and I have loved being your teacher." With that he turned and slowly left the room, running his hand through his hair.

Immediately the group turns to me, "Why didn't you tell us?" they demand.

"He didn't say anything to me," I whisper, still puzzled. Glee was so important to him. They continued to try and figure out the mess that was now Glee Club as I slowly put my stuff away and went to find Uncle Will.

I wandered the halls before finding him sitting on the steps on the way out of school. "Why are you doing this?" I ask him as I lower myself onto the stairs next to him.

"You know why, I have to take care of my baby and I need to make more money so I can do that." He replied with an emotionless voice, almost as if the life had been sucked out of him.

"But you love being a teacher."

"You're just a kid Jessie, you don't understand." He snapped.

"Okay, maybe I don't. What about glee? You really think they'll be able to find someone who will pay for the club. Sure, the other teachers might like the idea of Glee but I doubt they would pay to keep it running and work as hard as you for it." I shot back, mad that he wasn't considering the consequences of his choice to find a better paying job.

"I'm sure Figgins can find someone."

"That's bullshit and you know it." I tell him. I just can't believe after all he's put into Glee Club and how he said it was his dream that he's just going to give up on it. Life's too short for us to let our dreams stay out of reach, we have to chase after them and never let go.

"How dare you speak to me like that." He says as he stands up, mad as well.

"You're not my father!" I yell, getting up as well, and just like that my anger dissipates. My hand covers my mouth as I realize what exactly I said. I frown as I try to figure out what to say next.

"You're right." He replies slowly, turning to me as he continues. "But you are family to me, Jessie."

"I know, that's not what I meant to say." I exclaim as I reach out and hug him tightly. "You mean the world to me, Uncle Will, I was just mad. I'm so sorry."

"It's okay." He tells me when we finally let go. "You're probably right, but I don't know what else to do. If you haven't noticed, teaching doesn't really pay well."

"Yeah, I guess it's not as simple as I made it sound, but you shouldn't have to give up on what you want. I wish life was easier." I sigh as I sit back down on the stairs.

Uncle Will chuckles, "Don't we all." He sits beside me and I lean into his warmth. "I don't know what I'm going to do just yet, but I promise I will try to figure out a different way to do this." He kisses the top of my head and we just sit there for a bit, comforting each other as we hope that everything turns out okay.

I sigh as I walk into Ms. Pillbury's office for my 'guidance'. "What's up Jessie?" She asks as she turns all of her attention towards me.

"I know I come here to talk about my parents and how I'm dealing with it, but can I talk about something else today?" I ask, still worried about the situation with my uncle and glee.

"Of course, this is all for you. You can talk about whatever you want."

"I'm sure you've noticed something's off with my uncle, I mean you guys seem like pretty good friends. He talks about you a lot." I glance at her and see a slight blush tinge her cheeks as I continue, "Anyway, he and my aunt are going to have a baby and my aunt has somehow convinced him that he should get a better job to make more money. I just don't understand, my uncle loves teaching and it's his dream to run glee club. He's always told me to follow my dreams but now he's turning his back on his own. I want him to be happy and I don't think he will be if he does this."

"Honestly, I've been worried about him too, but you know teaching really doesn't pay well." She tells me.

"I know, I can understand his side too but..." I stop not knowing how to continue. I know why Uncle Will wants to do this but I also know he'd be miserable. I know part of this is my fault. If he didn't have to take care of me he wouldn't have to worry about having enough money to take care of his child as well.

"If you want I'll talk to him. I agree with you, I think he's just overwhelmed and needs a little push in the right direction." She says with a reassuring smile on her face.

"Thanks, I just want him to be happy. He needs some happiness after all that's happened lately."

I walk in to the auditorium not knowing what to expect. I hadn't been going to glee club since I thought they were waiting for their new director, if Uncle Will could even find one, but Rachel had found me at my locker and had told me that she'd been running it and that she wanted to stop by. I couldn't wait to see what my friends had been working on.

As I start to walk towards the doors I see Uncle Will heading in the same direction. "Hey," I call as I run up to him.

"You were right," He tells me and as I stand there shocked with a big smile on my face he laughs and holds the door open so we can walk in. The sound of everyone singing Don't Stop Believing rings through the room. I look at surprise when I see the jazz band playing with them. I knew Artie had been talking about recruiting them but I didn't think so many would agree.

They stop and Uncle Will and I clap, they turn and finally realize that we were listening.

"You're back," Mercedes says as I climb onto the stage.

"Does this mean you're staying?" Finn asks

"It would kill me to see you win Nationals without me." Uncle Will tells them and we all cheer as I hug my friends.