The Way We Were

The Way We Keep a Secret

"Did your plan work?" Mike asked Mercedes and Quinn before he had to go to basketball practice.

"No." Quinn muttered bitterly.

"It failed spectacularly." Mercedes added.

Mike's lips twisted. "So what are we going to do now?"

"We just accept it." Quinn's feelings were hurt by Finn's rejection. "It could be worse. We could be getting married to gross old people."

"Thanks, Quinn." Mercedes wasn't in the mood.

"It's true. No use crying over spilt milk."

"You sound like Grandma." Mike shuffled his feet.

"Well she's right." Quinn took a deep breath. "Did you tell Brittany?"

Mike nodded.

"Was she sad? Did she cry? I couldn't take it if she cried." Mercedes hadn't thought passed her own pain and was now feeling guilty.

"She's a little sad but she understands."

"How?!" Quinn demanded. "We signed the damn things and I'm lost!"

Mike smirked. "Because I told her about the contract when we became official."

Mercedes closed her eyes. "Why are you always showing us up?!"

"What are you talking about?" He chuckled.

Quinn hit his shoulder. "Why'd you tell her?!"

"I wanted her to know so there'd be no surprises. And guess what? She's not surprised. She's not happy about it but she's not surprised."

"You're a way better boyfriend than Puck or Finn."

"Shouldn't I be a better boyfriend than you two are girlfriends?" His brown eyes twinkled.

Mercedes hit his arm. "We're engaged now. You can't be the same old Sonny."

"What?! Why?!" His lips twitched.

"Because married people don't act like that." Quinn bossed.

"Can I still mess with Laura?"

"Mikey!" Mercedes whined.

"Sure." Quinn said.

"Quinn!"

"Yes!" Mike fist-pumped.

"Mike!"

Quinn smiled. "It's her or us."

"The real question is what are you going to do about Jr." Mercedes folded her arms.

"Right!" Quinn fixed a steely eyed glare on Mike.

Who shrugged. "I can threaten him. Make sure he leaves you alone."

Mercedes kissed Mike's lips. "That is all I need."

Mike blushed. "We've never kissed in public."

"Nobody's here." Quinn looked around the deserted hallway. "But I know what you mean. We'll have to get used to showing affection."

"Are we telling people?" Mercedes wanted to know. "Because the gossip will be brutal."

"I think we can keep it a secret but Britt might tell. Or Puck and Finn."

"You told them?" Mike's eyebrows lifted.

"It did not go well."

"We can ask Britt to keep it a secret and we can just tell the glee club. I want Matt to be my best man."