A/N: Finally a new chapter! Sorry for the long wait. Writers block and work are not conducive to writing. I really hope you like this chapter. Please review, it is helpful and motivating. Disclaimer: I do not own Glee or any of its characters. Glee is the property of Fox and it's creators.
Ch. 19
Sue's office could be described in one word 'shrine' it was a shrine to all things Sue Sylvester. As her eyes took in each and every one of the trophies Quinn realized one truth, Sue Sylvester was full of herself. There was no way that Sue had won that may trophies, it just wasn't mathematically possible.
"Sit, Goldie locks." Quinn did as she was told, clearly this woman was mentally deranged to some degree and Quinn didn't have it in her to challenge the woman on the petty things. "As you've probably heard as it was all of the Lima news, but I won another sectionals competition." Quinn held her tongue as the words 'your squad won' built at the back of her throat.
"As you gave me a minuscule amount of help I am offering you a position on my squad, you can start tomorrow." Sue lifted a red box from behind her desk and slid it across to Quinn. Quinn eyed the box, how she wished she could accept it, but she couldn't , she was pregnant and not only was it not healthy or safe for her to be a cheerleader at this moment, there was no way a deranged control freak that Sue clearly was, would let her own the squad.
Quinn pushed the box back, "I appreciate the offer but I must decline." Sue's lips thinned as she leaned across the desk closer to Quinn.
"Not many people get a personal invitation to join my squad. I am being nice here. I know who you are, Quinn Fabray, former head cheerleader of Belleville High. You beat me last year, I could make your life miserable for that, but it was a fair win, so I will overlook it. Now you start tomorrow, practice is in the morning."
Quinn shook her head, "Again I thank you for this opportunity, but I cannot accept."
"Why?" Sue growled at her.
"My reasons are personal. All you need to know is that at this moment in my life I am unable to compete." Quinn held Sue's glare. The woman's eyes were life fire on her but she held her ground. She would not cave. After a moment Sue nodded and stood straight up.
"Be my assistant student coach then." Quinn was surprised by the offer, it was tempting, but she wasn't sure. She already had work on the weekends, photography, and glee club, she didn't really have time.
"I don't think I have the time. I work, have photography club, and I am in glee."
Sue cringed at the mention of glee.
"Quit glee then it is a pointless club full of losers." Quinn bristled at Sue's words. Sure she'd only been in the club a short while, but Quinn actually found herself enjoying the club. Her mind went to the conversation she overheard between Sue and Marsha, how they planned to destroy the club.
Glee, she'd promised to help Rachel and her club out even if just temporarily. This just may make it easier to do that. Leaning back she stared Sue in the eyes, "Alright, I'll be student assistant under one condition."
Sue raised an eyebrow in interest as she rested back in her own chair, "What condition?"
"That you let me recruit two of your Cheerios for the Glee club and you don't punish them in any way for joining". Quinn may not know Coach well, but she had a feeling that if she wanted to have Santana and Brittany on the glee club she would have to protect them the best she could from Psycho Sue.
"And why would I do that? Why would I add my own people to a club I abhor and plan to destroy?"
Quinn shrugged, "What fun is it to beat someone less than you, not as talented as you. The best part of winning is winning against an equal, proving you are better. What's the point in beating the glee club when they barely stand the chance of winning? Wouldn't it be more satisfy to beat a good glee club?" Hopefully Coach Sue's competitive side was stronger than her bully. Sue took a few minutes to think over Quinn's proposal before smiling.
"Deal Miss Fabray. That was very manipulative of you, you remind me of a young Sue Sylvester." Quinn hid the cringe that she felt go through her body, she was nothing like Sue Sylvester and she never wanted to be. Sue slightly reminded Quinn of her father, she was ruthless and didn't care how she got what she wanted as long as it was hers.
"It that is all, Coach I have to get home for dinner."
"Sure Q. Be here bright and early tomorrow, we have regionals routine to plan." Quinn just nodded and left. Tomorrow was going to be an interesting day that was for sure, and she couldn't wait to see Marsha's face when she found out Quinn was her coach.
Marsha's face had turned seven shades of red when Sue introduced Quinn at practice the next day. "Listen up you limp babies, this is Quinn Fabray and she is my new student assistant coach, which mean what she say goes. Don't look at me like that Marsha, she's won a National Title, something you've failed to do for me. Fabray will be here for all the practices except the weekends, because apparently having a paying job is important. Any questions you have now go through her first. Got it, alright, go."
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Quinn was starting to be glad she couldn't join the Cheerios as she watched the girls finish their 10th suicide. Sue sure believed in physical strength and endurance, so did Quinn she'd ran her squad to exhaustion before, but this, well this was insane. After the runs the girls went through routine cheer skills like front and back handsprings, round offs, flips, pyramids, standard tosses. Once that was done Quinn had them split into groups, she gave each group a piece of music and told them they had until Thursday to come up with a 5 minute routine to go with the music.
"How can you be expected to understand and perform the routine Coach and I make up if you can't make your own? If you don't understand the elements involved?" Quinn asked when the girls began to complain. Sue made them run four laps for it.
Quinn was heading into school for first period (the Cheerios got to miss homeroom on early practice days) when she saw Santana and Brittany.
"Santana, Brittany wait up." Brittany smiled but Santana scowled at her.
"So you couldn't be a Cheerio but being the student coach was alright?" Quinn was taken back by Santana's bitterness. She hadn't meant to hurt the Latina.
"San, be nice I am sure she has her reasons." Brittany laid a hand on Santana's forearm and the Latina visibly calmed.
"I do, San if I could compete I would but I can't right now. This allows me to still be involved in cheerleading and it helps me with a promise I made, as long as you two help me out."
"What promise?" Santana looked at her suspiciously as she leaned against the door into the gym.
"I promised Rachel I'd join the glee club and I'd get two more people so that they could compete at sectionals."
"What does that have to do with us?"
"I want you and Brittany to join with me." Santana let out a gasp of laughter as soon as Quinn was finished.
"You want us to join that loser club? It's social suicide, especially if coach and Marsha find out."
Quinn smirked at her, "perhaps at one point it was, but now the Cheerios student coach is in it, and we all know that give me more power and street cred than Marsha. Plus part of my deal of becoming student coach was that Coach let me recruit two cheerios for glee club with the promise they wouldn't be punished for it."
Brittany started jumping up and down and smiled at Santana, "Look Sanny we can join now. I can dance and you can sing like you always wanted too. It'll be great. Please say we can do it?" Santana for her part rolled her eyes before directing her attention back to Quinn.
"You are sure coach is cool with it?"
"Promise."
"And Marsha?"
"Who cares about Marsha, plus won't it be great to help the glee club win and rub it in her face?" Santana smirk back.
"Yeah well she is a major bitch. Alright we are in."
"Great, practice is after school today and after school on Friday. I checked everything out and the only conflict with Cheerios is this Tuesday morning club time, but whatever we'll pick and choose I guess."
"I choose glee." Brittany yelled which made both Quinn and Santana smile.
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To say the glee club was flabbergasted when Quinn walked in with Santana and Brittany in tow would be an understatement. Quinn was pretty sure Rachel was going to have coronary. "Guys I want to introduce you to our newest members, Santana Lopez and Brittany Pierce." Motioning to the two cheerios Quinn sat and watched as they auditioned. They sang Dance with Somebody by Whitney Huston and it was awesome. Brittany was as Quinn suspected an amazing dancer and Santana's voice was amazing it was gritty yet soulful. Obviously no one had objections to the two joining so Mr. Schue moved onto Sectionals rehearsal which was at the end of the week. Quinn sat with Santana and Brittany while everyone when through their vocal warm-ups. She hadn't meant to but soon Quinn found herself making suggestion here and there about a move for the choreography. Even Brittany and Santana put their two cents in. By the end of the hour and half practice Quinn was exhausted so she grabbed Rachel as fast as she could and headed home.
"I can't believe you got Santana and Brittany to join." Rachel gushed as the two sat down at the table for the weekly Berry/Fabray dinner.
"It was nothing but they are cool girls." Quinn replied as she pushed her chicken around her plate. Chicken had become a recent aversion for her, but she hadn't had the heart to tell Hiram who was so happy that he'd successfully cooked a whole chicken. The smell itself didn't set her off, but as soon as she ate it she would be in the bathroom.
"Wait so let me get this straight Quinn convinced two girls to join the club? Why is that a big deal?" Leroy asked from across the table.
"Because they are Cheerios Daddy, and everyone knows that Cheerios don't do anything unless Marsha or Coach Sylvester says so. I still can't believe they joined. They must have a death wish."
"Not really, I'm Coach's student coach now, so if I say they can do it then Marsha can't do anything about it."
"You're what?" Three voices yelled and three heads turned towards her. Quinn smiled, she was actually happy to share this news.
"Coach offered me a position on the squad which for obvious reasons I declined, then she offered me assistant student coach, so I accepted with the condition that I could recruit two cheerios for the glee club and that she wouldn't punish those girls for joining. It was simple really. Coach wanted me; glee needed two more members so I made it a win win for everyone."
The threesome just stared at her for a moment before Leroy began laughing, "You'd make a great lawyer Quinn." Quinn smiled a shrugged, she didn't know about being a lawyer, but it sure felt good to do something nice for the glee club, they seemed like good kids.
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She should have known that Marsha's unnatural quietness was an omen for evil things to come. It was Thursday, one day before school let out for the holidays and two before sectionals. Quinn had just left Brittany and Santana, who'd become attached to her hips, in order to spend sometime in the photography lab. She'd gotten some great photos of rehearsals and she couldn't wait to see how the turned out. She was nearly there when cold icicles drenched her body and two strong arms grabbed her from behind. She went to scream only to have something shoved into her mouth. She was dragged down the hall and into the auditorium. She still hadn't seen her capture but whoever it was was extremely strong and tall, he carried her as if she were a toddler. The darkness of back stage casted over her and suddenly she was thrust into and open door. She hit the ground hard, pain searing up her back. Her hand went to her stomach as she peered up at the open door. Marsha stood there smirking, a tall hockey player behind her. "You think you can come in here and take over? You have no idea who you are messing with. You will quit as coach's assistant or this will be the least I do to you." Then the door shut and locked. Quinn pulled a handkerchief from her mouth and ran to the door, she turned the handle but it didn't budge.
"Let me out! This isn't funny, let me out!" She screamed in the darkness. No one answered, No one opened the door. She was alone in a small dark closet. Tightness filled in around her. Nightmares manifested before her eyes. She was back in the land she'd though she'd escaped months ago. Her breathing became short, rapid. "Please," she begged, "Please let me out." Her words were eaten by darkness, swallowed into oblivion. "Please," she cried, "Daddy, I'll be a good girl."
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