𝐰𝐢𝐥𝐝𝐞𝐬𝐭 𝐝𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐦𝐬 | s. lopez + b. pierce

Eleven

"Glee Club!"

"Noooooooooo!" Oliver whined and hid his face in his mom's chest as Mr. Schue came into the room. Brittany chuckled softly and rubbed his back. She glanced over at Jayden, who shrugged innocently.

"Did you train him to hate Mr. Schue?" Brittany asked.

"Why wouldn't I train him to hate him?" Jayden countered, shrugging.

"Mr. Schue, how was D.C.?" Artie asked.

"D.C. was great," Mr. Schue said. "But now, I am back to stay."

"Nooo!" Jayden pouted and hid her face in Brittany's shoulders. "Brittsy, why couldn't he leave forever? I like it when he's not here."

"Me too," Oliver mumbled, shaking his head. "No no, Pedo."

"I didn't teach him that," Jayden raised her hands in surrender.

"I did," August smirked proudly, grinning innocently up at Leilani when the junior narrowed her eyes at her.

"For my first order of business, I wanna give a big shout-out to the guy who made sure I had something to come back to. Mr. Finn Hudson," Mr. Schue said as almost everyone in the club clapped. "Now..." he uncapped a dry erase marker, "for this week's assignment."

"I hope it's Britney again," Brittany whispered, ticking Oliver's stomach.

"I wanna do Disney," Jayden pouted, stomping her foot.

Mr. Schue wrote Wedding!!! on the board before turning to face the New Directions. "Ms. Pillsbury and I are finally getting married, which makes me the happiest, luckiest man alive."

"Why is he telling us this?" Iris scoffed, shaking her head.

"I don't care about his stupid love life," Jayden muttered in agreement.

"Now, Emma has been handling all the prep, so to help out, I thought I'd take charge of the entertainment for the reception," Mr. Schue said before turning to Finn. "And though this goes against tradition, it would mean the world to me, and to Emma, if, instead of giving your best man speech, Finn, you sing for us. What do you think?"

Finn looked uncertain, but forced an awkward smile. "Uh, yeah. Of course."

"Perfect." Mr. Schue smiled and shook his hand before addressing the rest of the club. "For everyone else who isn't out with Asian bird flu, it's a Valentine's Day wedding, which means we need some great romantic love songs at the reception."

"Wait," August frowned. "You want us to be your wedding singers? That is so–"

"Awesome," Blaine interrupted as Leilani covered August's mouth with her hand. "We'd be honored."

"Great," Mr. Schue grinned. "I have some great ideas."

****

Brittany held Oliver on her hip as she walked into the chapel of the venue with Jayden and Iris. They thought it was a little creepy that he wanted all of the Glee Kids, alumni included, at his wedding, but they couldn't deny that it was nice to see everyone.

Well, almost everyone.

It still hurt seeing Santana. Things were slowly patching up between the three of them, and they were getting to spend more time with her now that she was coaching the Dangel's, but there was still that awkward, unspoken truth that they all refused to say out loud.

They were still in love. They never stopped. There was an invisible string that kept pulling them back together so they wouldn't fall apart; maybe that was why Santana was constantly coming back before deciding to stay for good.