The Mystery Man

Chapter Five

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Bold equals Blaine
Underlined equals Brittany
Bold and underlined equals Blaine and Brittany together
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"Blaaaaine! Tell me what you're singing!" The gelled boy turned to his boyfriend. "I know you're singing something, it's Friday and there's only one day left!"

"I um-" he stumbled and glanced at Brittany willing her to save him.

"Blaine, cmon!" Brittany grabbed Blaine and pulled him to the choir room. "We have to go rehearse!" He almost laughed with relief but Kurt saw him smile.

"Wait you're going to sing with Brittany and not me?" Kurt whined, Blaine kissed him on the cheek.

"I'll see you at glee!" He called as Brittany pulled him over.

"I'll get the girls, you get the guys. You ready?" She asked, tightening her hair, Blaine nodded.

"Hey! Puck! Sam! Can you guys help me out?" The blond man smiled at Blaine, and Puck smirked. "Brittany I are doing this song in glee and we need some dancers. We're getting a couple of girls to so if you guys could just waltz behind us to the rhythm a little?" Sam smiled.

"Sure thing. Will it be the last song we sing this week?" The blond boy asked as Blaine nodded.

"Wait, that means we gonna find out who Quinn's mystery crush is!" Puck exclaimed and Blaine looked away, trying really hard to not let the secret slip. "It must be one of us!"

"Dude, I'm totally gonna tap that, I didn't think that she was interested." Blaine looked him over as the boy smiled. Sam knew she wasn't interested. Sam and Puck shook hands.

"Fight to the death bro."

"I'm in."
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"This will be the final and most important song of the glee club week. Please enjoy, Sam, Puck get up here, you to Quinn." The blond sighed as she stood up. "Partner up." Quinn took Sam's hand. "Wait, we need one more, Rachel?" The brunette stood up and walked over to Puck.

"Hey, Jew babe." Rachel glared at him. The music began and both boys slowly danced to it.

"Tale as old as time
True as it can be
Barely even friends
Then some body bends
Unexpectedly." Blaine and Brittany began to dance as well.

"Just a little change
Small to say the least
Both a little scared
Neither one prepared
Beauty and the beast," the dancers switched partners and Puck and Quinn were now dancing and she smirked at him.

"I'll be beauty, you be beast." He whispered.

"Ever just the same
Ever a surprise
Ever as before
Ever just as sure
As the sun will rise."

"Yeah no thanks." She spun away from him and into Sam. He smiled.

"Tale as old as time
Tune as old as song
Bitter sweet and strange
Finding you can change
Learning you were wrong
Certain as the sun
Rising in the east." They all spun out and this time Quinn spun straight into her crush, again, just like she always did when she was lost.

"Tale as old as time
Song as old as rhyme
Beauty and the beast

"Hey." Quinn whispered.

"Hi."

"Tale as old as time
Song as old as rhyme
Beauty and the beast."

"Ladies and gays! I present to you McKinley Highs newest gay couple!" Blaine announced. Quinn and Rachel were dancing unaware that the music had stopped and all eyes were on them.

"No fricken way!" Kurt yelled.

"I can't believe this!" Finn screamed he stormed out kicking a chair. The noise finally shook the girls out of their stupor.

"What was that?" Rachel asked leaping away from the blond, but still clutching her hand quietly.

"Another mother fucking lesbian couple! That's only two chicks to saw now!" Puck complained. "Whatever, Mercedes your hot, you in?" The black woman stared at him.

"Fuck you."

"Not now baby, when everyone leaves."

"Speaking of that," Quinn muttered, "Rach would you like to get dinner?" The brunette tucked a hair behind her ear.

"Y-y-yeah sure."

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Epilogue
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"Santana and Brittany are getting married." Rachel said, reading off an invitation. Quinn smirked over the phone at the news, she was lying on her bed, stomach down, bending over a textbook.

"Yeah I heard, Rachel. I don't think I can go, I have finals." Quinn responded. "But finally, I mean, took them long enough." She shook her a head little, rolling on her back, resigning to not being able to study.

"When are we gonna do that?" Rachel asked, Quinn rubbed her eyes as she looked over the next calculus problem.

"Marriage?"

"Yeah."

"I don't know. You live in New York and I live in New Haven, and we broke up like three months ago." Quinn reminded Rachel, who often forgot that. Sometimes Quinn would open her phone to nudes, not that she minded of course, who would, but still.

"My questions persists."

"Oh, you're asking if I want to marry you? Yeah, maybe someday."

"No I'm asking when you want to marry me, the other question was a given." Rachel said, rolling her eyes. Quinn took a look at her watch.

"Let's see, three hour trip, next train leaves in an hour, tell you what, I'll be there in four hours, then we'll get married tomorrow, since it's already six o'clock now." Rachel smiled over the phone.

"Hurry!" There was some grumbling over the phone.

"There better be a huge diamond ring when I get there!" Quinn said and hung up.

"Kurt! Blaine! Santana!" The three roommates appeared from behind a curtain, not listening in of course. "I need a wedding dress, and a diamond ring, and a bouquet, by tomorrow. Their jaws dropped. "HURRY!"

"Aren't I the one getting married?" The Latina grumbled.

"I'm calling some synagogues to see if they can do it!" Kurt yelled.

"I'm calling my dads! Move people!" Rachel yelled. Blaine chuckled and muttered to himself.

"And I am calling Brittany."