Glee | Brothers at Arms: 6. Two Sides Unite | Kurt & Co, Matt [6 of 7]
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"BROTHERS AT ARMS: 6. TWO SIDES UNITE"
Kurt & co, Matt
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When Ricky returned to his room to gather his group, asking them to follow, the last place they thought they would end up was among Johnny and his crew. The others had their own surprise when they showed up.
“We are going to figure this out together,” Ricky announced, as Johnny came to his side. There were some voices sounding in hushed surprise. “And if this leads us to one of you in this room, then I’ve got just one thing to say… You will be answering to me. My Sally will get her revenge.” There were no voices here, only a shiver that crashed over them like a wave.
“It had to have happened before or after dinner,” Mac offered.
“Did she seem alright before or during dinner?” Tom asked.
“Perfectly fine,” Ricky nodded.
“So we have to assume this happened after dinner, while everyone was moving about, waiting on dinner,” Wyatt added.
“When did you last see her?” Sophia asked Ricky. He paused, thinking about it, reminiscing so he could capture this last moment, rather than the image of her collapse.
“As everyone got up and scattered, she went off to the bathroom. She said she’d be right back, I said I’d hold her to that, then she gave me a smile and… next time I saw her…” he didn’t need to explain further.
“Did anyone see her there?” Johnny asked everyone. No one gave any sign that they had, except…
“I wasn’t in there, but I saw her come back out,” Gwen revealed. “Come to think she did look a bit off, but… I thought she’d just had too much to drink at dinner.”
“No, she gave that up years ago,” Ricky shook his head.
“Maybe we should check it out…” Jules offered.
“Alright then, field trip!” Mae held up her bottle, marching toward the door before Johnny stopped her and brought her back to sit. “Get your hands off me!” she batted her arms until he let go. “Fine, leave me behind if you have to!” she plopped back on her seat and carried on chugging.
“Right, come on,” Johnny directed them out in the hall and toward the bathroom. “This one here?” he pointed and Gwen nodded. He pushed the door open, the ten of them looking in. Ricky was the first to go in, followed by Belle, then Wyatt, Bill, and Sophia, while the others stayed at the door, so not to crowd the room. There was some hesitation before they started to check the room over, seeking some kind of proof of whatever foul play had taken place there that led to Sally’s death.
Ricky looked around, but it wasn't the search that caught his eye, it was to see Wyatt and Sophia, working together. He'd always known Wyatt to be dedicated to his job, trustworthy, one of the best. But lately there had been times when he had been distracted. He didn't question it, but it had been on his mind. Seeing him now though, working side by side with Sophia, he had never looked so on point.
“Do I have to look through the trash?” Belle turned to Ricky, looking momentarily like Santana was surfacing as she stood in front of the can.
“Ricky, I think I found something,” Bill spoke up.
“Oh, thank you,” Belle burst out.
“What is it?” Ricky asked. Bill handed over the empty tin box, long and thin. Ricky looked at it, like he was remembering something but hadn’t quite worked it out. Before he could get there though, everyone started to pause and turn, as they heard shouting in the distance.
“Mae…” Johnny recognized one of the voices and started back to find where she was, now also recognizing the second voice as that of his mother, Micki; they were in the common room. Everyone else ran after him, reaching the room to find the two in a heated argument.
“You always thought I wasn’t good enough for your little boy,” Mae had her finger pointed to her mother-in-law, the now empty bottle swinging from her other hand.
“I never hid that,” Micki just carried on smirking.
“You made my life a living hell even before I said ‘I do.’ I never did anything to you.”
“That’s what you think,” Micki shrugged.
“Well you’ll be happy to know you won’t have to deal with me much longer, because your son is nothing but a cheater and a liar!”
“I won’t hear you speak about my son that way!” the smirk dropped away instantly.
“Then plug your ears!”
“Mae!” Johnny stepped up.
“Oh, look, it’s the great stallion!” she threw out her arms, accidentally losing grip of the bottle, which smashed on the ground. She startled, needing a moment to resettle into her character. “You heard me. And then you’ll hear from my lawyer. You’ll be lucky to stay in business when I’m through with you.” She turned to Jules. “You can have him. Good luck with her,” she waved her arm toward Micki.
“Alright, enough!” Ricky moved up to stand by his brother. “My girlfriend, the woman I was going to marry, was murdered right here, by someone in this room, and all you care about is some affair even I knew about!” Mae gasped, but Ricky held up his hand to hush her, waving the tin box in the process.
That was when he saw it… a flash… recognition… in his mother’s eyes. It only lasted an instant, but he saw it. He looked to Johnny; he’d seen it too, and as they looked to one another, the brothers understood something. And they were going to draw it out together.
“Mae, what did you mean when you said she made your life a living hell?” Ricky asked her. Mae looked up, surprised that they should call on her.
“I never thought she liked me, from the moment I met her, but I just thought she was being protective of her son. But then on the day of the wedding, she tried to kill me!” she accused.
“I did not,” Micki lifted her chin.
“You did! And if Mac and Bill hadn’t walked in you might have succeeded! You’ve been sour ever since then like you were itching for a do over!”
“Are you going to let her speak to me like that?” Micki looked to her sons, frowning.
“I’m pretty sure I will. Ricky?” Johnny looked to his brother, who took a step forward.
“It was you, wasn’t it? You killed Sally.” She went to speak, no doubt to deny the accusation, but he held up the box again, getting the same look to flash across her face. “This is yours. I remember it now, you had it when we were boys,” he looked to his brother.
“And wasn’t that around the time Mrs. Whittier died?” Johnny asked. “Our old nanny?”
“That woman thought she could fool around with your father and get away with it,” Micki blurted out.
“And what about Sally? What did she do?” Ricky forged on.
“She was going to take my boy away, just like that one!” her finger shot out to Mae. The room fell silent. Micki knew she was caught.
“What do you want to do?” Johnny asked, sounding like he believed Ricky would want to kill her, and as much as he believed in retribution, he had concerns on doing this to his own mother.
“Something we’ve never done. Send a Stone to jail.”
TO BE CONCLUDED (WEDNESDAY)
* IN CONSTRUCTION! *
PREVIOUS DAYS
[Cycle 01] [Cycle 02] [Cycle 03] [Cycle 04] [Cycle 05]
[Cycle 06] [Cycle 07] [Cycle 08] [Cycle 09] [Cycle 10]
[Cycle 11] [Cycle 12] [Cycle 13] [Cycle 14] [Cycle 15]
[Cycle 16] [Cycle 17] [Cycle 18] [Cycle 19] [Cycle 20]
[Cycle 21] [Cycle 22] [Cycle 23] [Cycle 24] [Cycle 25]
[Cycle 26] [Cycle 27] [Cycle 28] [Cycle 29]
[Cycle 30]
[610] [611] [612] [613] [614]
[615] [616] [617] [618] [619]
[620] [621] [622] [623] [624]
[625] [626] [627]
Suggestion Drop Off
Title: "Brothers at Arms: 6. Two Sides Unite"
Pairing: None; Kurt & co, Matt
Rating: G
Summary: Matt is moving away, and Kurt sees no better send off than one last Murder Mystery, all 12 of them.
Spoilers: Season 1
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BTW, NOW ON TWITTER! Check out intro video ;)
"BROTHERS AT ARMS: 6. TWO SIDES UNITE"
Kurt & co, Matt
- character listings available on gleekathon twitter -
When Ricky returned to his room to gather his group, asking them to follow, the last place they thought they would end up was among Johnny and his crew. The others had their own surprise when they showed up.
“We are going to figure this out together,” Ricky announced, as Johnny came to his side. There were some voices sounding in hushed surprise. “And if this leads us to one of you in this room, then I’ve got just one thing to say… You will be answering to me. My Sally will get her revenge.” There were no voices here, only a shiver that crashed over them like a wave.
“It had to have happened before or after dinner,” Mac offered.
“Did she seem alright before or during dinner?” Tom asked.
“Perfectly fine,” Ricky nodded.
“So we have to assume this happened after dinner, while everyone was moving about, waiting on dinner,” Wyatt added.
“When did you last see her?” Sophia asked Ricky. He paused, thinking about it, reminiscing so he could capture this last moment, rather than the image of her collapse.
“As everyone got up and scattered, she went off to the bathroom. She said she’d be right back, I said I’d hold her to that, then she gave me a smile and… next time I saw her…” he didn’t need to explain further.
“Did anyone see her there?” Johnny asked everyone. No one gave any sign that they had, except…
“I wasn’t in there, but I saw her come back out,” Gwen revealed. “Come to think she did look a bit off, but… I thought she’d just had too much to drink at dinner.”
“No, she gave that up years ago,” Ricky shook his head.
“Maybe we should check it out…” Jules offered.
“Alright then, field trip!” Mae held up her bottle, marching toward the door before Johnny stopped her and brought her back to sit. “Get your hands off me!” she batted her arms until he let go. “Fine, leave me behind if you have to!” she plopped back on her seat and carried on chugging.
“Right, come on,” Johnny directed them out in the hall and toward the bathroom. “This one here?” he pointed and Gwen nodded. He pushed the door open, the ten of them looking in. Ricky was the first to go in, followed by Belle, then Wyatt, Bill, and Sophia, while the others stayed at the door, so not to crowd the room. There was some hesitation before they started to check the room over, seeking some kind of proof of whatever foul play had taken place there that led to Sally’s death.
Ricky looked around, but it wasn't the search that caught his eye, it was to see Wyatt and Sophia, working together. He'd always known Wyatt to be dedicated to his job, trustworthy, one of the best. But lately there had been times when he had been distracted. He didn't question it, but it had been on his mind. Seeing him now though, working side by side with Sophia, he had never looked so on point.
“Do I have to look through the trash?” Belle turned to Ricky, looking momentarily like Santana was surfacing as she stood in front of the can.
“Ricky, I think I found something,” Bill spoke up.
“Oh, thank you,” Belle burst out.
“What is it?” Ricky asked. Bill handed over the empty tin box, long and thin. Ricky looked at it, like he was remembering something but hadn’t quite worked it out. Before he could get there though, everyone started to pause and turn, as they heard shouting in the distance.
“Mae…” Johnny recognized one of the voices and started back to find where she was, now also recognizing the second voice as that of his mother, Micki; they were in the common room. Everyone else ran after him, reaching the room to find the two in a heated argument.
“You always thought I wasn’t good enough for your little boy,” Mae had her finger pointed to her mother-in-law, the now empty bottle swinging from her other hand.
“I never hid that,” Micki just carried on smirking.
“You made my life a living hell even before I said ‘I do.’ I never did anything to you.”
“That’s what you think,” Micki shrugged.
“Well you’ll be happy to know you won’t have to deal with me much longer, because your son is nothing but a cheater and a liar!”
“I won’t hear you speak about my son that way!” the smirk dropped away instantly.
“Then plug your ears!”
“Mae!” Johnny stepped up.
“Oh, look, it’s the great stallion!” she threw out her arms, accidentally losing grip of the bottle, which smashed on the ground. She startled, needing a moment to resettle into her character. “You heard me. And then you’ll hear from my lawyer. You’ll be lucky to stay in business when I’m through with you.” She turned to Jules. “You can have him. Good luck with her,” she waved her arm toward Micki.
“Alright, enough!” Ricky moved up to stand by his brother. “My girlfriend, the woman I was going to marry, was murdered right here, by someone in this room, and all you care about is some affair even I knew about!” Mae gasped, but Ricky held up his hand to hush her, waving the tin box in the process.
That was when he saw it… a flash… recognition… in his mother’s eyes. It only lasted an instant, but he saw it. He looked to Johnny; he’d seen it too, and as they looked to one another, the brothers understood something. And they were going to draw it out together.
“Mae, what did you mean when you said she made your life a living hell?” Ricky asked her. Mae looked up, surprised that they should call on her.
“I never thought she liked me, from the moment I met her, but I just thought she was being protective of her son. But then on the day of the wedding, she tried to kill me!” she accused.
“I did not,” Micki lifted her chin.
“You did! And if Mac and Bill hadn’t walked in you might have succeeded! You’ve been sour ever since then like you were itching for a do over!”
“Are you going to let her speak to me like that?” Micki looked to her sons, frowning.
“I’m pretty sure I will. Ricky?” Johnny looked to his brother, who took a step forward.
“It was you, wasn’t it? You killed Sally.” She went to speak, no doubt to deny the accusation, but he held up the box again, getting the same look to flash across her face. “This is yours. I remember it now, you had it when we were boys,” he looked to his brother.
“And wasn’t that around the time Mrs. Whittier died?” Johnny asked. “Our old nanny?”
“That woman thought she could fool around with your father and get away with it,” Micki blurted out.
“And what about Sally? What did she do?” Ricky forged on.
“She was going to take my boy away, just like that one!” her finger shot out to Mae. The room fell silent. Micki knew she was caught.
“What do you want to do?” Johnny asked, sounding like he believed Ricky would want to kill her, and as much as he believed in retribution, he had concerns on doing this to his own mother.
“Something we’ve never done. Send a Stone to jail.”
TO BE CONCLUDED (WEDNESDAY)
* IN CONSTRUCTION! *
PREVIOUS DAYS
[Cycle 01] [Cycle 02] [Cycle 03] [Cycle 04] [Cycle 05]
[Cycle 06] [Cycle 07] [Cycle 08] [Cycle 09] [Cycle 10]
[Cycle 11] [Cycle 12] [Cycle 13] [Cycle 14] [Cycle 15]
[Cycle 16] [Cycle 17] [Cycle 18] [Cycle 19] [Cycle 20]
[Cycle 21] [Cycle 22] [Cycle 23] [Cycle 24] [Cycle 25]
[Cycle 26] [Cycle 27] [Cycle 28] [Cycle 29]
[Cycle 30]
[610] [611] [612] [613] [614]
[615] [616] [617] [618] [619]
[620] [621] [622] [623] [624]
[625] [626] [627]
Suggestion Drop Off
Title: "Brothers at Arms: 6. Two Sides Unite"
Pairing: None; Kurt & co, Matt
Rating: G
Summary: Matt is moving away, and Kurt sees no better send off than one last Murder Mystery, all 12 of them.
Spoilers: Season 1