Glee | LATGHAOT They Are Determined | Multiship (9 of 20)
Started my daily ficlets to make the hiatus pass, then decided to keep going with a 2nd cycle and then a 3rd, all through to a 22nd. Now cycle 23!
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LOVE & THE GENTLE HEART ARE ONE THING - [For the full explanation, please refer to Chapter 1
Chapter 9 of 20 They Are Determined
"LOVE & THE GENTLE HEART ARE ONE THING
9. THEY ARE DETERMINED"
Multiship
A/N: PLEASE READ! Just a quick note, to explain here... I've had this story planned, including the song selections, for several weeks, and this was before the song listings came out for the episodes of Sunday and Tuesday. So it happened then that, once they were out, this one was part of them. However I couldn't change it, as it strongly holds to the unfolding plot I have worked out, and I couldn't imagine finding another that would do what this one does, so... yeah... O:-)
Rachel had promised him that she could wait before taking the stage, and she kept her promise. After they’d left the ‘Glee huddle’ to find out about the picking process, Finn had held out his hand to her, and once she’d given it, he lead her to the dance floor. He knew how much this evening meant to her, for herself, and for the two of them as a couple, and he wasn’t about to disappoint. It meant things for him, too, though probably not the same as her… It wouldn’t exactly surprise anyone to know the dancing part of the dance wasn’t anything for him to look forward to… But it was one long evening of a happy Rachel, smiling Rachel, and that made it absolutely worth it.
Eventually though, he could see her pining for that microphone, the stage and the lights. He decided to offer it to her, before she could even work herself up into asking. So in the middle of one song, he started inching her toward where he could see Mr. Schuester stood, without her realizing. It wasn’t the easiest of manoeuvres, considering his abilities were already lacking, but he managed it somehow, which made it impossible not to smile, which she saw.
“What?” she asked, curious, which meant she’d smile as well. He looked to her, then nodded to over her shoulder. She turned her head to look, and he was certain he heard a small gasp of excitement before she turned back to him. “Will you join me for a duet?” he asked.
“Always,” she nodded, happily, and they dashed off to see Mr. Schuester. When he saw them coming, he nodded; he had a card in hand already.
“Hey, I was hoping you two would come up, this one here looks good for a duet,” he held out the card to them. Rachel took it and read what was written inside. She smiled, content, showed it to Finn. He nodded, ready. “Right, well, the stage is yours,” he indicated, just as Santana was coming off the stage, led by Puck’s hand.
She let go of it though, as her feet left the stage steps. He looked back at her; she’d grown smaller somehow. “Let’s go, come on,” he told her, not annoyed, not pushy or anything at all; he was just as he’d been when he approached her before, just quietly understanding.
“I don’t want to,” she shrugged, looking away. He took a step to the side, to meet her gaze again.
“Please?” he nodded, looking to the stage to see if the next song would start soon. Finn and Rachel had gone up there, and Rachel brought the card to Brad, who signalled a nineteen to the band. Some time in between him looking away and when he looked back to her, Santana must have made her decision; she was looking at him again. The music started, and he tried offering his hand again… she took it, again, and he led her to the dance floor, moved into the hold… they weren’t looking at each other, not at first.
[R] “Picture-perfect memories scattered all around the floor / Reaching for the phone 'cause I can't fight it anymore”
[FR] “And I wonder if I ever cross your mind?” / [R] “For me it happens all the time”
She could see her, off with Artie, in the corner. They hadn’t even spoken yet, tonight… She hated it. Dances used to be their thing. They’d go in, just them, no dates… they always managed to find dance partners if they wanted them, and if they didn’t want them then that was because they had each other. But now Brittany had her date, and she had… Puckerman. Did she even realize she hadn’t seen her yet?
She’d been an idiot… it took her so long to realize what it was that she wanted… She’d just panicked, and in that small moment she’d gone and lost hold of her hand, long enough for someone else to grab it and pull her away. Now the empty space felt like a wake-up call that came too late. She could be a bitch as much as she wanted, but… the feelings she felt for her wouldn’t be nearly what they were if she couldn’t wish happiness for her.
The loneliness made her cold… and Puck, he was a ready and willing warming blanket. It meant nothing, but she couldn’t bear it all and he was just there… Part of her wanted to feel bad for it, but she couldn’t. If anyone dared to complain, they needed to walk in her shoes before she’d listen to word one.
[FR] “It's a quarter after one, I'm all alone and I need you now / Said I wouldn't call, but I lost all control and I need you now / And I don't know how I can do without / I just need you now”
[F] “Another shot of whiskey, can't stop looking at the door / Wishing you'd come sweeping in the way you did before”
[FR] “And I wonder if I ever cross your mind?” / [F] “For me it happens all the time”
Santana wasn’t the only one in the business of ‘convenient comfort.’ While she was longing for her blonde Cheerio, he was doing the same for his own. He saw her over on the other end, with Sam. He hadn’t said a thing for a while, tried not to. She’d been through so much. He had been, too, but he wouldn’t dare comparing it to hers, so… he hadn’t said a thing. He wanted to though… how could he not. He was trying to be considerate, for her sake, but it didn’t mean this wasn’t all still in his head, working away at him.
He’d never gotten to this part, with her. There hadn’t much of the romancing and the wooing, and maybe back then he was fine with it, but hindsight brought him regrets for what could have been, and it wasn’t all about Beth and Quinn and him, just the two of them… They were just living in almosts and maybes and near misses. And now they were nothing at all.
[FR] “It's a quarter after one, I'm a little drunk and I need you now / Said I wouldn't call but I lost all control and I need you now / And I don't know how I can do without / I just need you now”
[F] “Oh whoa”
[FR] “Yes I'd rather hurt than feel nothing at all”
They’d had to pull their eyes away from what they’d both been staring at, after a while, and when they did, their looks crossed. There was a pause, and they both turned to look at what the other had been staring at. They looked back to each other. “How long have you known?” she asked him.
“Please,” he shook his head, as though to say ‘when have I not?’
“I strongly want to smack you right now,” she shook her head. He bowed his head, inviting it if that was what she needed; she didn’t do it. “Maybe I’ll just go home…” She almost said ‘want to come?’ but she couldn’t even manage that right then.
“No, stay…” he insisted, paused.
“Why?” she shrugged, getting them to turn a bit so she wouldn’t have unwanted images just over his shoulder. Again, he worked to meet her eyes.
“Because we both want something, and I don’t see any reason why we shouldn’t get it.”
“I see two; one’s in a wheelchair, and the other has a dorky haircut,” she marked each description with a nod. It got a chuckle out of Puck.
“We’ll find a way. Come on, I help you, you help me.” She looked at him, considering.
[FR] “It's a quarter after one, I'm all alone and I need you now / And I said I wouldn't call but I'm a little drunk and I need you now / And I don't know how I can do without / I just need you now / I just need you now”
[R] “Oh baby I need you now”
“How?” she asked.
Not too far off, Kurt and Blaine had taken a dance break, feeling thirsty. As they stood there, with their cups, Blaine had been looking around, and then he turned to Kurt. “So this song bowl deal, is it just for McKinley people, or…”
“I don’t know, why?” he asked, but then the answer was already there. “You want to go up there?” Blaine nodded. “Well, yeah… You’re kind of the competition in here, but sure.”
“Good, because I was thinking,” he started, looking to the side, seeing Mercedes and Anthony standing off the dance floor, talking, laughing. “If you’ll help… I’d like to do one for her,” he looked back to Kurt, who gave a smile and headed toward the couple, while Blaine tracked down Mr. Schuester.
TO BE CONTINUED (TOMORROW)
* 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]
[463] [464] [465] [466] [467]
[468] [469] [470]
Suggestion Drop Off
Title: "Love & the Gentle Heart Are One Thing: 9. They Are Determined"
Pairing: [Capitalized = in this chapter] Carl/Emma, FINN/RACHEL, KURT/BLAINE, Artie/Brittany, Mike/Tina, Sam/Quinn, PUCK/SANTANA, Anthony/Mercedes, Will/Holly, Puck/Quinn, Will/Emma, Burt/Carole, BRITTANY/SANTANA, Artie/Tina and more to come!
Rating: G
Summary: Valentine's Day is coming, and it's shaping up to be a very Glee kind of dance...
Spoilers: Through 210 A Very Glee Christmas
if you have things you would like to see get written, pleeease drop by the suggestion box. The link is further down!
LOVE & THE GENTLE HEART ARE ONE THING - [For the full explanation, please refer to Chapter 1
Chapter 9 of 20 They Are Determined
"LOVE & THE GENTLE HEART ARE ONE THING
9. THEY ARE DETERMINED"
Multiship
A/N: PLEASE READ! Just a quick note, to explain here... I've had this story planned, including the song selections, for several weeks, and this was before the song listings came out for the episodes of Sunday and Tuesday. So it happened then that, once they were out, this one was part of them. However I couldn't change it, as it strongly holds to the unfolding plot I have worked out, and I couldn't imagine finding another that would do what this one does, so... yeah... O:-)
Rachel had promised him that she could wait before taking the stage, and she kept her promise. After they’d left the ‘Glee huddle’ to find out about the picking process, Finn had held out his hand to her, and once she’d given it, he lead her to the dance floor. He knew how much this evening meant to her, for herself, and for the two of them as a couple, and he wasn’t about to disappoint. It meant things for him, too, though probably not the same as her… It wouldn’t exactly surprise anyone to know the dancing part of the dance wasn’t anything for him to look forward to… But it was one long evening of a happy Rachel, smiling Rachel, and that made it absolutely worth it.
Eventually though, he could see her pining for that microphone, the stage and the lights. He decided to offer it to her, before she could even work herself up into asking. So in the middle of one song, he started inching her toward where he could see Mr. Schuester stood, without her realizing. It wasn’t the easiest of manoeuvres, considering his abilities were already lacking, but he managed it somehow, which made it impossible not to smile, which she saw.
“What?” she asked, curious, which meant she’d smile as well. He looked to her, then nodded to over her shoulder. She turned her head to look, and he was certain he heard a small gasp of excitement before she turned back to him. “Will you join me for a duet?” he asked.
“Always,” she nodded, happily, and they dashed off to see Mr. Schuester. When he saw them coming, he nodded; he had a card in hand already.
“Hey, I was hoping you two would come up, this one here looks good for a duet,” he held out the card to them. Rachel took it and read what was written inside. She smiled, content, showed it to Finn. He nodded, ready. “Right, well, the stage is yours,” he indicated, just as Santana was coming off the stage, led by Puck’s hand.
She let go of it though, as her feet left the stage steps. He looked back at her; she’d grown smaller somehow. “Let’s go, come on,” he told her, not annoyed, not pushy or anything at all; he was just as he’d been when he approached her before, just quietly understanding.
“I don’t want to,” she shrugged, looking away. He took a step to the side, to meet her gaze again.
“Please?” he nodded, looking to the stage to see if the next song would start soon. Finn and Rachel had gone up there, and Rachel brought the card to Brad, who signalled a nineteen to the band. Some time in between him looking away and when he looked back to her, Santana must have made her decision; she was looking at him again. The music started, and he tried offering his hand again… she took it, again, and he led her to the dance floor, moved into the hold… they weren’t looking at each other, not at first.
[R] “Picture-perfect memories scattered all around the floor / Reaching for the phone 'cause I can't fight it anymore”
[FR] “And I wonder if I ever cross your mind?” / [R] “For me it happens all the time”
She could see her, off with Artie, in the corner. They hadn’t even spoken yet, tonight… She hated it. Dances used to be their thing. They’d go in, just them, no dates… they always managed to find dance partners if they wanted them, and if they didn’t want them then that was because they had each other. But now Brittany had her date, and she had… Puckerman. Did she even realize she hadn’t seen her yet?
She’d been an idiot… it took her so long to realize what it was that she wanted… She’d just panicked, and in that small moment she’d gone and lost hold of her hand, long enough for someone else to grab it and pull her away. Now the empty space felt like a wake-up call that came too late. She could be a bitch as much as she wanted, but… the feelings she felt for her wouldn’t be nearly what they were if she couldn’t wish happiness for her.
The loneliness made her cold… and Puck, he was a ready and willing warming blanket. It meant nothing, but she couldn’t bear it all and he was just there… Part of her wanted to feel bad for it, but she couldn’t. If anyone dared to complain, they needed to walk in her shoes before she’d listen to word one.
[FR] “It's a quarter after one, I'm all alone and I need you now / Said I wouldn't call, but I lost all control and I need you now / And I don't know how I can do without / I just need you now”
[F] “Another shot of whiskey, can't stop looking at the door / Wishing you'd come sweeping in the way you did before”
[FR] “And I wonder if I ever cross your mind?” / [F] “For me it happens all the time”
Santana wasn’t the only one in the business of ‘convenient comfort.’ While she was longing for her blonde Cheerio, he was doing the same for his own. He saw her over on the other end, with Sam. He hadn’t said a thing for a while, tried not to. She’d been through so much. He had been, too, but he wouldn’t dare comparing it to hers, so… he hadn’t said a thing. He wanted to though… how could he not. He was trying to be considerate, for her sake, but it didn’t mean this wasn’t all still in his head, working away at him.
He’d never gotten to this part, with her. There hadn’t much of the romancing and the wooing, and maybe back then he was fine with it, but hindsight brought him regrets for what could have been, and it wasn’t all about Beth and Quinn and him, just the two of them… They were just living in almosts and maybes and near misses. And now they were nothing at all.
[FR] “It's a quarter after one, I'm a little drunk and I need you now / Said I wouldn't call but I lost all control and I need you now / And I don't know how I can do without / I just need you now”
[F] “Oh whoa”
[FR] “Yes I'd rather hurt than feel nothing at all”
They’d had to pull their eyes away from what they’d both been staring at, after a while, and when they did, their looks crossed. There was a pause, and they both turned to look at what the other had been staring at. They looked back to each other. “How long have you known?” she asked him.
“Please,” he shook his head, as though to say ‘when have I not?’
“I strongly want to smack you right now,” she shook her head. He bowed his head, inviting it if that was what she needed; she didn’t do it. “Maybe I’ll just go home…” She almost said ‘want to come?’ but she couldn’t even manage that right then.
“No, stay…” he insisted, paused.
“Why?” she shrugged, getting them to turn a bit so she wouldn’t have unwanted images just over his shoulder. Again, he worked to meet her eyes.
“Because we both want something, and I don’t see any reason why we shouldn’t get it.”
“I see two; one’s in a wheelchair, and the other has a dorky haircut,” she marked each description with a nod. It got a chuckle out of Puck.
“We’ll find a way. Come on, I help you, you help me.” She looked at him, considering.
[FR] “It's a quarter after one, I'm all alone and I need you now / And I said I wouldn't call but I'm a little drunk and I need you now / And I don't know how I can do without / I just need you now / I just need you now”
[R] “Oh baby I need you now”
“How?” she asked.
Not too far off, Kurt and Blaine had taken a dance break, feeling thirsty. As they stood there, with their cups, Blaine had been looking around, and then he turned to Kurt. “So this song bowl deal, is it just for McKinley people, or…”
“I don’t know, why?” he asked, but then the answer was already there. “You want to go up there?” Blaine nodded. “Well, yeah… You’re kind of the competition in here, but sure.”
“Good, because I was thinking,” he started, looking to the side, seeing Mercedes and Anthony standing off the dance floor, talking, laughing. “If you’ll help… I’d like to do one for her,” he looked back to Kurt, who gave a smile and headed toward the couple, while Blaine tracked down Mr. Schuester.
TO BE CONTINUED (TOMORROW)
* 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]
[463] [464] [465] [466] [467]
[468] [469] [470]
Suggestion Drop Off
Title: "Love & the Gentle Heart Are One Thing: 9. They Are Determined"
Pairing: [Capitalized = in this chapter] Carl/Emma, FINN/RACHEL, KURT/BLAINE, Artie/Brittany, Mike/Tina, Sam/Quinn, PUCK/SANTANA, Anthony/Mercedes, Will/Holly, Puck/Quinn, Will/Emma, Burt/Carole, BRITTANY/SANTANA, Artie/Tina and more to come!
Rating: G
Summary: Valentine's Day is coming, and it's shaping up to be a very Glee kind of dance...
Spoilers: Through 210 A Very Glee Christmas