2x18: For The First Time

Episode Synopsis: New Directions attempts to bring Marley back into their Glee Club, but Marley may appear to be less trusting after she finds out a secret hidden from her mother. Rachel cares for Finn after he comes down with the flu all while trying to convince Kurt online dating is hazardous. Santana realizes Sam and Brittany were no longer together, which gives her leeway to get back together with Brittany. Puck still feels the sting of Quinn replacing him with her new boyfriend and finds comfort in Marley.

"FINN!" Rachel shouted as she made her way to the living room, holding a broken flat iron. She didn't know what she was more mad about, the fact that Finn broke her flat iron while trying to use it to kill a bug the other afternoon or the fact he hid it under the bed with hopes Rachel would never find it. "Finnegan Christopher Hudson! Answer me when I talk to you!" Rachel shouted throughout the loft spotting Finn curled up on the couch. She was full of anger and rage, but her anger evaporated when she saw Finn didn't look too well—and he was kind of just dozing off. "Finn?" Rachel slowly made her way over to the couch, noticing that Finn was lethargic, his eyes slightly opening as he mumbled. Finn closed his eyes again when he felt a pang of nausea go through his body, feeling ready to tell Rachel what was going on so she wouldn't have to worry.

"Rachel, I don't feel well…" Finn spoke as if he was a little child. Rachel dropped the flat iron, immediately putting her hands to his forehead in order to see if he was warm.

"Oh my goodness, you look terrible." Rachel softly said, earning a slight look of annoyance from Finn. "That's not what I meant, hon. I meant you look sick. Come on, let's get you to bed and I'll make you some tea and soup. If you're not feeling any better tomorrow then we'll have to call the doctor, okay?" Finn shook his head slowly to Rachel's request at the doctor, earning a slight chuckle from her. "Finn…the doctor's not going to kill you. He's going to make you better."

"No. I haven't been to a doctor in years…" Finn spoke in a sickly voice as Rachel slowly led him to their room. "I'm not going to a doctor now. That will break my no doctor record."

"Can I at least take your temperature, for my piece of mind?" Rachel asked. "I just don't want you to be dying of a fever." Finn coughed, slowly nodding his head as he sat down on the bed, watching Rachel take the thermometer out of their bathroom cabinet. "Here, do me a favor and hold this to your mouth, okay? When it beeps I'll come and check it." Finn opened his mouth slightly so Rachel could put the thermometer in, and he spent the next ten minutes holding it to his mouth without saying a word. Finn admitted had been feeling ill throughout the day, but it had gotten worse as time went on. He really hoped he wasn't dying of some terrible disease and that Rachel was going to be able to cure him without him having to see a doctor. Maybe all he needed was Rachel's attention? The thermometer beeped, taking Finn out of his thoughts as Rachel observed the number. "103.1. Yikes, you really are sick." Rachel sighed as she put the thermometer on the nightstand.

"Is 103.1 a bad thing?" Finn squeaked, Rachel admitting that Finn sounded like a little child.

"You've never had a fever before?" Rachel sounded surprised. Finn shook his head slowly, feeling the aching in his body. Finn never had a fever in his life; it was either that or his mother never told him he had a fever when he was sick as a little boy."Don't worry, there's a first time for everything. Do you want some soup and crackers, some ginger ale, some tea?"

"Some ginger ale please." Finn croaked. "I feel kind of nauseous. Oh…and I'll pay for a new flat iron." Rachel continued to stare at him, letting out a small chuckle as she pressed a kiss to his forehead.

"Don't worry about it." Rachel stared into his eyes before pressing a kiss to his cheek. "I'll be right back with some ginger ale." Finn's small smile disappeared and he brought his hand to his mouth as he pulled the sheets off him to run to the bathroom. Finn slammed the door behind him as Rachel gazed at him, folding her hands slightly with worry. She heard retching sounds, knowing that inside that bathroom Finn was vomiting, and she couldn't help but feel sorry. She decided to let Finn be and headed to the kitchen to get him a cup of ginger ale, with hopes that he would feel better soon.

"All right, so let's get started!" Mr. Schuester clapped his hands as he wrote on the board. Some of the members of New Directions stared at the empty seat that was usually occupied by Marley, with all of them wondering where she was. It wasn't like her to not show up, and they were getting worried. They really need her voice if they had any chance at performing at Nationals. Puck, Santana and Brittany stared over at their former teacher, while the other members figured Mr. Schuester had forgotten Marley wasn't here yet.

"Um, Mr. Schue?" Blaine put his hand up with interest. "We can't get started on Glee Club."

"And why is that?" Mr. Schuester turned around, crossing his arms towards Blaine.

"Because Marley's not here." Blaine answered. "If we have any chance at winning Nationals, we need Marley's help…"

"Unfortunately, Marley's not coming to Glee Club today." Mr. Schuester sighed. "She might not come back."

"Oh my god, please tell me she's not dead." Tina started hyperventilating as Puck and Santana exchanged worried glances.

"No, Marley's not dead." Mr. Schuester put his hand up to prevent everyone from getting into a tizzy. "She quit the Glee Club." Their worry about Marley soon turned into anger and confusion, trying to figure out where she went.

"What…where is Marley?" Ryder sounded worried.

"I don't know where she is." Mr. Schuester said. "She didn't come to school today and she's not in Glee Club. So, we're going to have to move on from her."

"But we can't just move on from Marley, Mr. Schue." Kitty argued. "She's our friend."

"I bet you it was that bitch, Bree." Santana scowled. "Bree has been bothering Marley nonstop and after Marley had the balls to stand up to the bitch, Bree twisted everything and made it seem like Marley was the bully. The worst part was Sue Sylvester refuses to do anything about it! The only one that truly believed in her was Finn and Finn's not here to help her. According to Rachel, Finn's at home puking his guts out."

"Aww, Finn's sick?" Tina sounded a bit sorry as Santana nodded her head. "I have a Panda Hair Soup recipe Mike gave me if Finn wants to use it. He'd have to use real Panda hair though…"

"God, Tina. Finn's trying to feel better. We're not trying to send him to a hospital with the Asian Panda Flu." Kitty scoffed while rolling her eyes.

"Wait, so no one knows where Marley is?" Jake changed the subject, bringing the focus to Marley. "We can't just sit here and pretend she's not gone…does her mom know where she is?"

"Her mom knows…but…I think this is Marley's business and we shouldn't interfere." Mr. Schuester crossed his arms, staring at Jake. "Now, we have to prepare for Nationals and I have a lesson to teach if everyone doesn't mind…"

"You know Mr. Schue…Marley leaving is kind of your fault." Puck spoke out of nowhere, causing everyone to turn at him. Mr. Schuester didn't understand what Puck was trying to say. He simply shook his head, trying to comprehend everything.

"What do you mean by that, Noah?" Mr. Schuester asked.

"She needed help and she was being bullied while Finn was singing! Yet you ignored it and you waited until she snapped." Puck stood up from his chair, grabbing his guitar and heading to the front of the choir room. "You then sent her to the Principal's Office and not Bree. Not reporting a student who is bullying others is just as bad as staying silent and hoping they'll stop. Now look at this mess. There's no way you can compete at Nationals without her. You don't have enough members and no one sings like her. Look, I'm not trying to tell you how to run your class, but there's a bigger problem than Nationals…and you're just shoving it under the rug. What if Marley is doing something that's causing harm to herself…all because she feels as if she has no safety net in this school? Screw Nationals…there's a bigger issue in this school and everyone is choosing to ignore it. I'm tired of seeing people getting bullied and I know this is weird coming from me but…Marley didn't deserve it Mr. Schue. She needed someone's help, but instead of you helping her, Finn was the one that stepped up, became a man and defended her. He's basically the only one she has…"

"My goodness, Puck what did New York do to you?" Artie sounded shocked as the others continued to gaze at Puck.

"It made me a man, that's what it did." Puck answered. "And look…you guys are pushing her away…she's halfway gone and if you push her anymore then she's not going to come back at all and to make sure you little kids listen, I prepared something…Brad, hit it!"

{Brad signals for the guitarist to start playing and Puck uses his guitar and starts playing as he looks around the choir room. Santana and Brittany stare at Puck as he looks serious and continues to stare at New Directions. Puck's mind moves over to Quinn and he begins to look more angry as he plays the guitar}

[New Directions]

Oh, whoa, oh, whoa, oh

[Puck]

I'm halfway gone

I'm halfway gone

You were always hard to hold

So letting go ain't easy

I'm hanging on but growing cold

While my mind is leaving

Talk, talk is cheap

Give me a word you can keep

Cause I'm halfway gone and I'm on my way

And I'm feeling, feeling, feeling this way

Cause you're halfway in but don't take too long

Cause I'm halfway gone, I'm halfway gone (New Directions: Oh, whoa, oh, whoa, oh)

You're halfway gone, halfway gone

You got one foot out the door

And choking on the other

Always think there's something more

Than just around the corner

Talk, talk is cheap

Give me a word you can keep

Cause I'm halfway gone and I'm on my way

And I'm feeling, feeling, feeling this way

Cause you're halfway in but don't take too long

Cause I'm halfway gone, I'm halfway gone

If you want me out, then I'm on my way

And I'm feeling, feeling, feeling this way

Cause you're halfway in but don't take too long

Cause I'm halfway gone, I'm halfway gone (New Directions: Oh, whoa, oh, whoa, oh)

Cause I'm halfway gone, I'm halfway gone (New Directions: Oh, whoa, oh, whoa, oh)

Cause I'm halfway gone, I'm halfway gone

{Scene intercuts with Marley at home, going in her mom's room with her mom's laundry and she turns and sees a picture on the dresser. She picks up the picture and sees it's her as a baby with her mother and Christopher. Marley looks shocked and she heads over to her room to the computer and looks up bus tickets to New York City. Scene then changes to Puck in the choir room as he continues singing}

Don't take too long, don't take too long

Cause I'm on my way

If you take too long

Cause I'm halfway gone and I'm on my way

And I'm feeling, feeling, feeling this way

Cause I'm halfway in but don't take too long

Cause I'm halfway gone, I'm halfway gone

If you want me out, then I'm on my way

And I'm feeling, feeling, feeling this way

Cause you're halfway in but don't take too long

Cause I'm halfway gone, I'm halfway gone (New Directions: Oh, whoa, oh, whoa, oh)

Cause I'm halfway gone, I'm halfway gone (New Directions: Oh, whoa, oh, whoa, oh)

Cause I'm halfway gone, I'm halfway gone

Puck let out a deep breath and made his way over to one of the seats as Mr. Schuester watched Puck sit down. He didn't want to admit it but Puck was right, he was a reason Marley had been driven away from the Glee Club. It felt like the scenario of how he pushed Rachel away all over again (but only because Rachel was destined to be the star and as a teacher, he had to play fair). Mr. Schuester knew he had to fix this mess…but how?

Rachel sat on the couch that evening as she closed her eyes and tried to relax. Finn had been throwing up all afternoon and Rachel had a feeling he wasn't going to get any better by tomorrow. She had just finished making a doctor's appointment for him when she heard his phone ring from the bedroom. As Rachel made her way to the bedroom, she saw Finn fast asleep, trying to take a nap in order to sleep off the bug he had. She felt terrible for her Finn. Not once had Finn been sick in their relationship and all of a sudden, he looked as if he was bedridden. She grabbed his phone and noticed it was Burt calling, exiting their bedroom and picking up the phone.

"Hello?" Rachel asked as she sat on the couch.

"Rachel? Hi, I was expecting Finn to pick up the phone." Burt chuckled. "After all this is his cell phone."

"I don't think Finn can really talk to anyone right now." Rachel sounded a bit saddened. "I'm not sure but I think he has a terrible case of the flu."

"Finn's sick? Wow." Burt sounded surprised. "He is going to the doctor, right?"

"I scheduled an appointment for him tomorrow morning." Rachel said. "He didn't look so well this morning and as the day went on I guess it got worse. He finally was able to take a nap but not after vomiting four times. He's also running a fever."

"Well, don't worry. Finn's going to be just fine. He's in your hands after all." Burt assured her. "I know you're taking very good care of him."

"I hope so. It's hard though." Rachel ran a hand through her hair. "I knew marriage was going to be hard but it really hit me when I saw the look Finn gave me when he told me he wasn't feeling well. He went from a 19-year-old man to a 5-year-old boy—and I'm not saying it in a bad way, not at all. I love the fact that he needs me when he's ill…and I love being there for him, but sometimes it's hard."

"I know us men can be such babies when it comes to us getting sick." Burt said. "But Finn is really going to appreciate you once he feels so much better, and I think he'll more than return the favor if you ever fall ill. Remember the vow you took, in sickness and in health…it just happened to be Finn was the one that got sick first." Rachel giggled slightly, but was snapped out of her thoughts when she saw Finn with his comforter entering the living room.

"Speaking of Finn, someone woke up from their nap." Rachel smiled at him. Finn tried to smile at her, but his head was pounding and all he wanted to do was lie down. "I'll call you back Burt, okay?"

"No worries. I know you'll take care of him. Just tell him to call me when he's feeling better." Burt said.

"Will do." Rachel agreed and with that, she hung up the phone. She turned her attention to Finn, her voice turning soft and sympathetic. "Hi baby, is there anything I could get you?"

"I couldn't sleep." Finn held his comforter close to her as Rachel patted the couch.

"Were you lonely?" Rachel wondered as Finn slowly nodded his head. "Come here, you…" Finn slowly made his way to the couch in order to lie down; placing his head on Rachel's lap as Rachel ran her fingers through his hair. "Oh my poor baby…"

"I feel terrible." Finn croaked as Rachel soothed him with her humming. "But you humming makes me feel a little better."

"Well, I'm glad my humming makes you feel better, babe." Rachel smiled down at him. "The flu has been going around NYADA a bit…but Finn, we have to go to the doctor, which was why I made an appointment for us to go tomorrow. And I'm not taking no for an answer, mister." Rachel noticed Finn started pouting, causing her to shake her head with a grin. Even when he was sick, Finn was incredibly adorable.

"What if I go in there thinking it's flu and it ends up being something worse?" Finn worried as Rachel stared into his eyes. "What if…something happens to me?"

"Nothing is going to happen to you, Finn." Rachel assured him, placing a hand on his hot cheek. "And if there is something, which there won't be…I'm here for you. Like our vows say, in sickness and in health, right?" Rachel pressed a kiss to Finn's forehead, still playing with some of his hair. "I'm not going anywhere, baby…and you're going to feel better soon, I promise. Okay?"

"I believe you…" Finn softly said. "I've never really been to the doctor for myself so I'm scared."

"Being scared is normal, love." Rachel assured him. "It's scary but I won't leave you alone, not even for a second, okay?" Finn let out what seemed to be a sigh of content as Rachel's grin reappeared.

"I love you, Rachel." Finn croaked, trying to fight the sleep that was coming over him.

"I love you too, baby." Rachel kissed his cheek and rubbed his upper back. "Go ahead and sleep, I'll be here when you wake up." Finn gave in to sleep and took a nap on Rachel's lap, with Rachel simply staring down at her husband with adornment. Rachel was knocked out of her thoughts when Kurt opened the loft door and seemed excited.

"Rachel, Rachel!" Kurt saw Rachel hushing him for a moment, pointing to Finn sleeping on her lap. "Oh god…Finn looks terrible."

"Yeah, because he has a bad case of the flu." Rachel explained. Rachel slowly got up and placed Finn's head on the couch, placing a pillow underneath his head as she let him sleep while she made her way to Kurt. "What's the matter? You seem mighty excited about something."

"Yeah, I am. Come here! Come, come, come!" Kurt led Rachel to his room as Rachel closed the door behind her, seeing Kurt was setting up his laptop. "So, I realized what it was that had me in such a funk while being in New York. I thought maybe I needed to take on a new hobby which didn't work, then I thought maybe I needed to take on more work…which also didn't work. Then I thought I would apply for NYADA…which I'm still waiting to hear the results. That was when I finally realized it…all I needed was some love. I know that I can't be with Blaine right now because he's in Lima and I'm here and the whole long distance thing didn't work out between us, but I thought of the next best thing…" Kurt opened the laptop, showing Rachel the online dating site.

"Online dating?!" Rachel sounded surprised. "Kurt, are you crazy?"

"Nope, I'm not." Kurt smiled, still staring at the site. "I mean you and Finn are very happy right now which is why the both of you love New York. The rest of us that live here are sad sacks…"

"What are you talking about? Brittany's happy here and she doesn't need a person. She has dancing. Puck's pretty content without a girlfriend, although he does miss Quinn but still," Rachel made a point. "Look, Kurt what Finn and I have is different. We didn't meet on the internet. We met in High School, in person. This is a crazy idea. What if you get yourself killed? I've seen stories like that."

"Oh relax, Rachel. Nothing is going to happen to me." Kurt assured her. "Look, you're the one that always said that we should experience new things in New York City. So far you and Finn have done that. You both have tattoos, you both got married and you both are in the most amazing musical school in the entire world, not to mention a show on Broadway in which I have no idea how Finn even was able to swing that."

"Because the director likes Finn and saw something in him?" Rachel raised an eyebrow. "Kurt, look…all of this…those people...it's crazy. And I'm not going to sit by and let you do this. I mean you need to talk to Blaine."

"Just because you're married to my brother doesn't mean you're the love doctor." Kurt slightly argued.

"I'm not the love doctor, you're right but Kurt…" Rachel sat down on one of Kurt's chairs, bringing it closer to him. "As your best friend and your biggest fan…I'm telling you that you can get hurt, and this isn't the way to find love. All those eHarmony commercials aren't exactly truthful…and…I think you're just doing this because you miss Blaine."

"Not really." Kurt denied it. Before Rachel could say anything else, the both of them heard a ding from the computer, and Rachel stared at Kurt with interest. "I already got a 'date request'." Kurt opened the date request and grinned. "Ooh, It's from a guy named Stefon. He loves partying, vodka…and…he'll be out of jail in five years. Five years? I can't wait that long."

"All right, Kurt…this is a dumb idea." Rachel sighed. "Online dating is not going to help you and there are a bunch of weirdoes on that website. When you come to your senses about Blaine…I'll be here. As of right now, I have a sick husband I have to tend to." Rachel got up from the chair and left Kurt's room without saying another word, but Kurt continued to wonder if Rachel was right. Was he really doing all this because he missed Blaine? It couldn't have been possible…or was it?

At McKinley, Santana still had some work she had to do. She had to find a way to get Sam to break up with Brittany so she and Brittany could be together. She had been trying to do so ever since Finn and Rachel's wedding, but she had been foiled by Puck one too many times in her attempts. Luckily, Puck was nowhere in sight and this gave Santana her once chance at claiming Brittany back for the last time. Santana spotted Sam coming out of his economics class, and that was when she was going to strike. Santana rushed past the student body, standing in front of Sam in anger.

"All right, Trouty Mouth." Santana glared at Sam, shaking her head. "I'm going to give you one chance to come clean and explain yourself. You thought that you could just waltz in here and steal Brittany from me. I don't think so. I'm here to win her back, and there's nothing you can do about it."

"Santana…what are you talking about?" Sam wondered.

"Don't play stupid, you know what I'm talking about." Santana growled. "I saw you two getting cozy at Rachel and Finn's wedding, and again on Valentine's Day, so don't you dare deny that you're not an item."

"Wait, what? Santana, we're not even together anymore." Sam shrugged his shoulders, causing Santana to look shocked. "I thought she dumped me for you. She said something about change in her life and…yeah…It kind of killed me inside when she told me we were breaking up."

"What?" Santana was now the one to look confused. "Wait, so you and Brittany aren't together anymore?"

"Nope." Sam shrugged his shoulders. "Um, can I go now? I'm going to be late to math." Santana nodded her head slowly, seeing Sam heading out towards his math class. Santana continued to look over at Sam with interest while Sam eyed Brittany who was coming out of the choir room with Puck, Artie and Tina. Staring at Brittany really hurt…all because he knew that they weren't going to end up together like he hoped. Sam always knew deep in his heart Brittany loved Santana…and there was no other way of going around it.

{Sam watches Brittany walking down the hallway and Brittany stares over at Santana who slowly walks away}

[Sam]

My heart is paralyzed

My head was oversized

I'll take the high road just like I should

You said it's meant to be

That it's not you it's me

You're leaving now for my own good

That cool, but if my friends ask where you are I'm gonna say

She went down in an airplane

Fried getting suntanned

Fell in a cement mixer full of quicksand

Help me, help me, I'm no good at goodbyes

She met a shark underwater

Fell and no one caught her

I returned everything I ever bought her

Help me, help me, I'm all out of lies

And ways to say you died

{Scene changes to the choir room and Blaine looks at a Facebook post from Kurt saying he's going on a date and he feels upset and saddened}

[Blaine]

My pride still feels the sting

You were my everything

Someday I'll find a love like yours (a love like yours)

She'll think I'm Superman

Not super minivan

How could you leave on Yom Kippur?

That cool, but if my friends ask where you are I'm gonna say

She was caught in a mudslide

Eaten by a lion

Got run over by a crappy purple Scion

Help me, help me, I'm not good with goodbyes

She dried up in a desert

Drowned in a hot tub

Danced to death at an east side nightclub

Help me, help me, I'm all out of lies

And ways to say you died

{Two scenes intercut with Brittany staring at Santana in the courtyard and Puck standing on the McKinley stage looking at his phone to see a picture of Quinn and her new boyfriend, getting upset with the revelation}

[Puck and Brittany]

I wanna live a thousand lives with you

I wanna be the one you're dying to love

But you don't want to

That cool, but if my friends ask where you are I'm gonna say

That cool, but if my friends ask where you are I'm gonna say

She went down in an airplane

Fried getting suntanned

Fell in a cement mixer full of quicksand

Help me, help me, I'm no good at goodbyes

She met a shark underwater

Fell and no one caught her

I returned everything I ever bought her

Help me, help me, I'm all out of lies

{Scenes intercut between Sam in math thinking about Brittany and Blaine in the choir room thinking about Kurt}

[Sam and Blaine]

She was caught in a mudslide

Eaten by a lion

Got run over by a crappy purple Scion

Help me, help me, I'm not good with goodbyes

She dried up in a desert

Drowned in a hot tub

Danced to death at an east side nightclub

Help me, help me, I'm all out of lies

{Scenes intercut and show Brittany, Puck, Sam and Blaine in their current locations. Scene just leaves Brittany staring at Santana in the courtyard and she turns around and walks away.}

[Sam, Blaine, Puck and Brittany]

And ways to say you died.

"All right, Finn…how do I look?" Kurt asked Finn that night while Finn was attempting to keep his mind off his sickness with television. Finn slowly moved his head towards Kurt and shrugged his shoulders, not sure if there was anything to say. "What? I spent hours getting ready for my date and all you can say is nothing?"

"I'm afraid if I open my mouth…I'll throw up." Finn weakly said as he back towards the television.

"But come on, Finn. I look amazing." Kurt adjusted the tie on his black suit, giving his brother a look. "Come on, I need you to be supportive."

"Kurt…" Finn groaned, leaning his head back on the couch. Rachel entered the living room, staring at the both of them as she let out a tired sigh.

"Kurt, leave your brother alone. He's not feeling well." Rachel instructed.

"Yes mother." Kurt sardonically said, earning Rachel's attention again. "So what do you think of my outfit? Is it too much or…"

"I think you look smashing." Rachel chuckled. "Where are you heading tonight?"

"Just going on a date…with one of my date matches…" Kurt smiled, folding his hands together. "His name is Oliver."

"Who…who's Oliver?" Finn managed to speak.

"He's my date for tonight." Kurt smiled. "He's everything I could picture! I mean, he's into poetry, he loves animals and he loves the musical arts. The best part is, he doesn't hog all the solos like a certain ex-boyfriend I know."

"Hogging solos? Wait, why are you trying to replace Blaine?" Although Finn was sick, his interest piqued, gazing at his brother who was trying to figure out what he was going to say. Rachel gave Finn a sympathetic look, seeing he was thinking extremely hard.

"It's a long story I'll tell you later." Rachel turned back around towards Kurt, her voice changing from soothing to upset. "Kurt, you really shouldn't do this. Online dating is dangerous and you don't know who's the other person on the other side. Please…I'm speaking for both myself and Finn here…don't do this." Kurt stared at both Finn and Rachel before simply adjusting his own tie and heading towards the door.

"I'm late for my date with Oliver. I already told him I was going to meet him at Central Park." Kurt shrugged his shoulders as if he didn't know what else to say.

"Kurt, what if you get hurt?" Rachel wondered, folding her hands together.

"You could be a victim of a hoax." Finn croaked, bringing the blankets close to him. "Like that Craigslist Killer, luring girls who were lonely." Kurt put his hand up, not wanting to hear another word from his brother or Rachel.

"Look, I'll be fine. Now, I have to go. Enjoy your evening." Kurt waved towards Rachel and walked out of the loft, closing the door behind him, causing Rachel to turn to Finn in sadness.

"I tried to tell him." Rachel sighed, making her way over to the couch. "The one time I have great advice and no one listens." Rachel noticed Finn was attempting to sit up and Rachel walked over to help him. As soon as Rachel had Finn sitting up, he stared over at her and gave her a weak smile.

"I thought it was good advice." Finn softly said, with Rachel bending down to look at him. "You're chock full of good advice today…but Kurt's going to do what he wants to do. We can't stop him as much as we want to…" Rachel put a hand on Finn's face, rubbing his cheek with her finger.

"I think that's the most you said all day." Rachel grinned. "How are you feeling?"

"I think I finished puking." Finn slightly joked. "Thank you for being here…"

"Anything for you, Finn." Rachel ran a hand through his hair. "So, is there anything you need that could make you more comfortable?"

"Can I have some ginger ale and crackers?" Finn asked, causing Rachel to nod her head.

"Of course you can." Rachel got up from her position and headed to the kitchen. "I'll be right back, okay?"

"Don't take too long." Finn made himself comfortable and stared at the television while Rachel entered the kitchen to get Finn his ginger ale and crackers. As Rachel served her husband food, she thought more and more about Kurt. Maybe she should do something...but like Finn had just said, Kurt was going to do what he wanted. Even if he didn't care about the consequences.

Marley sat in a New York taxi, staring out at the landmarks and tall buildings. She had never seen anything like this back home in Lima, but she knew that she wasn't here for sightseeing. She was here on a mission. After finding that picture of her mother with Finn's father, she needed answers and she needed them fast. Going to Finn would be too tricky, so she decided to go to the morgue where Christopher was taken to when he died. Marley had gotten the address from Brittany, figuring Brittany was the easiest out of the New York bunch to crack and give her the information she needed. Marley paid the taxi driver and got out at her stop, entering the morgue and staring at the police officers who were escorting family members to see their loved ones one last time. Marley made her way to the front desk, feeling nervous about the situation.

"Hello?" The woman asked, staring at Marley with interest. "Can I help you?" Marley stared at the woman, nodding her head slowly.

"I need help…" Marley sighed. "Um, I came all the way from Lima, Ohio to find my father and I recently found out that my father died…so I came here in order to get some information. I was wondering if you would be so kind to help me." The woman continued to stare at Marley with a blank expression before finally releasing a 'tsk' sound.

"I'm sorry sweetie, but I don't think I can help you." The receptionist said. "I want to help you but my job would be at risk."

"Please, I'm trying to find my birth father…this is really important and I finally got the first clue that would lead me to him." Marley took out the photo of her mother, Christopher and her, showing it to the receptionist who gazed at it.

"You know…that guy looks like a guy that we brought in here a couple weeks ago." The receptionist relented, deciding to help Marley in her quest. "His son came to see him, but his son was over 18. What was the kids name again? Flynn, Tim…?"

"Finn?" Marley blurted out.

"Right, Finn." The receptionist snapped her fingers. "He came here and looked as emotionless as they come. His father was buried back in Lima, Ohio…but we did collect a DNA sample from him. All I'd have to do is do a DNA test on you and we'll find out if you're related or not. Does that sound good?"

"That sounds perfect." Marley nodded her head. The receptionist led Marley to the back, holding a cotton swab close to her.

"All right, I'm just going to ask you to open your mouth so I can swab the insides." The receptionist said. "Then we'll run a test, but the results might not come until a week or so. I could send the test to your address or the school…"

"Um, you can send it to my friends house. I'm staying there…in Bushwick." Marley quickly answered, hoping that everything would be done right away.

"Okay then, just open your mouth and I'll cotton swab your mouth." The receptionist smiled as Marley obliged. A few swabs later, the receptionist placed Marley's DNA sample in a tube, placing it with the others that were in the room. "All right, so you should get the results within a week."

"Thank you…" Marley smiled softly, grabbing her backpack in order to head out of the room.

"Hey kid…I really hope that Christopher is your father." The receptionist grinned. Marley nodded her head, taking her backpack and leaving the morgue. As Marley walked out, she noticed she was caught in a downpour, leaving her hair and clothes drenched. As Marley looked around to see if a taxi was coming, one sped close to her, slowing down and revealing her mother inside the passengers compartment of the cab.

"Mom…" Marley stared at her mother, trying to comprehend what was happening. Her mother had followed her to New York City…?

"How did I know I was going to find you here?" Millie wanted to be upset that Marley ran away from Lima to come all the way to New York, but she was more relieved to see that her daughter was fine. "Come on, let's go home…" Marley considered going with her mother, finally taking her backpack and walking down towards the car. She entered the car, with drenched hair and all, ignoring her mother as the taxi started driving. "Marley, you don't know what could have happened to you if you ran into trouble…what on earth were you thinking, this isn't like you."

"I was thinking…that maybe there was something you weren't telling me." Marley's voice was cold as she continued to look away from her mother.

"Marley, what are you talking about?" Millie wondered. Marley took the picture out of her jacket pocket, showing her mother in anger.

"You're not going to tell me who the man in the picture is? And how this could have happened?" Marley felt her voice rising higher and higher. "So we're going to go home and we're going to pretend nothing ever happened, that I never found out the truth! You're just going to stand there and lie to me! I am sick and tired of everyone treating me like I don't belong…and then you had to go and lie to me. I'm only going to ask this question once: Finn's father is my father…ISN'T HE?" Millie wasn't sure how to answer Marley's question. All she could do was hang her head in a sigh of defeat. "So it's true. So it's all true?! And you thought I was never going to find out?!"

"Marley, you were never supposed to see that picture." Millie felt her voice stiffen as she stared at her daughter. "You were never supposed to know the vile man he was…sure, everything was great and he was in prison, just divorced his other wife…I thought I could change him. I thought I could make him into someone he wasn't…but that's the thing with people, Marley, you can't change them no matter how hard you try! I tried to change him…but I failed." Marley felt tears come down her face as she wiped them away, staring out the window in anger.

"I don't care that he's my father. I don't care about the fact that you made a mistake and you were with him." Marley turned back to face her mother, her face full of coldness and anger. "But what I do care about is I had a brother that I didn't even know was my brother…until just now…the one person who stood by me through everything that was going on in school. You kept the fact that he was my brother, all because you wanted to make sure Christopher's past life was a dirty little secret."

"Marley, what more do you want me to say or do…I'm sorry." Millie didn't know what else to say to her daughter. She though Marley would soften up, hug her and forgive her. Instead, Marley's face stayed cold and she looked back towards the window.

"It's a little too late for sorry now." Was all Marley said as she and Millie made their way to the airport to take a plane back to Lima.

{Scene changes to the next morning in McKinley as Marley stands on the empty stage, not noticing that Jake is watching her sadly, knowing that something is going on}

[Marley]

I stare at my reflection in the mirror

Why am I doing this to myself?

Losing my mind on a tiny error,

I nearly left the real me on the shelf

No, no, no, no

Don't lose who you are, in the blur of the stars

Seeing is deceiving, dreaming is believing,

It's okay not to be okay

Sometimes it's hard, to follow your heart

Tears don't mean you're losing, everybody's bruising,

Just be true to who you are (Who you are, who you are, who you are)

(Who you are, who you are, who you are)

{Scene changes to Marley walking along the school and spotting her mother in the cafeteria as she turns around and walks away, not noticing that Puck turned around and is watching her sadly}

(Who you are, who you are, who you are)(Who you are, who you are)

Brushing my hair, do I look perfect?

I forgot what to do to fit the mold, yeah

The more I try the less it's working, yeah,

'Cause everything inside me screams, no, no, no, no, yeah

Don't lose who you are, in the blur of the stars

Seeing is deceiving, dreaming is believing

It's okay not to be okay

Sometimes it's hard, to follow your heart

But tears don't mean you're losing, everybody's bruising

There's nothing wrong with who you are

{Scene changes to Marley looking in the bathroom mirror and looking at the picture on her phone of her, Finn, Rachel and Santana. She continues to stare at Finn in the picture and looks up in the mirror, noticing she shares a lot of his qualities}

Yes, no's, egos, fake shows

Like woo, just go, and leave me alone

Real talk, real life, good love, goodnight

With a smile , that's my own

That's my own, no, no, no, no, no

{Scene changes back to Marley in the auditorium on the verge of tears as she looks out, ignoring the fact Jake is there}

Don't lose who you are, in the blur of the stars

Seeing is deceiving, dreaming is believing,

It's okay not to be okay

Sometimes it's hard, to follow your heart

Tears don't mean you're losing, everybody's bruising,

Just be true to who you are

"Marley?" Marley looked out into the auditorium after she finished singing; realizing Jake was coming towards the auditorium stage in order to greet her.

"If you're here to convince me to come back to Glee Club, the answer is no." Marley started to make her way off the stage, but Jake stopped her for a moment.

"Marley…" Jake sighed as he continued to look at her. "What's going on and what can I do to help?" Marley stared at Jake for a moment, letting out a scoff.

"Are you serious?" Marley said, making her way over to Jake. "Are you seriously saying that you want to help me now, when I'm emotionally scarred? You can't help me Jake, no one can…it's gotten to the point where everyone in Glee Club just wants me for my voice…and you're just like them. I thought you loved me and I thought you cared about me."

"Marley, I do love you." Jake stressed.

"Well, you didn't seem to love me when everyone thought I was the one that attacked Bree." Marley felt her voice rise. "Finn and Puck were one that did something about it, and all you did was stand on the sidelines with everyone else, hoping for a good show. If that's the kind of people that are in the Glee Club, I don't want to be associated with them…or with you." Marley started to make her way towards the exit, as Jake felt the anger boiling.

"Oh, I see…so you have a little schoolgirl crush on Finn now." Jake scoffed. "Well, let me tell you something…he's married, Marley. You and Finn will never happen."

"I don't have a schoolgirl crush on Finn!" Marley screamed turning back around, feeling as if she was about to erupt. "Well, let me tell you something…I just found out he's my brother and I was lied to for the past sixteen years! I'm sick and tired of you and the Glee Club so...just do me a favor and just…stay away from me…you've all done enough!" With that, Marley exited the auditorium and slammed the door, not hearing another word Jake had to say.

"See, I told you the doctor wasn't so bad…" Rachel smiled as she and Finn entered the house, coming back from Finn's appointment the next morning. "The doctor said that you're going to feel better soon. But I have to admit, you look so much better than yesterday."

"I feel better than yesterday." Finn admitted, sitting down on the couch. "Although I won't lie, I'm still a little achy and my head still feels a little hot."

"Well the medicine the doctor gave you should kick in soon." Rachel assured him, sitting beside him with a grin. "I'm so proud of you, Finn…I thought you were going to hide in the bathroom until the doctor thought you left like every other kid does when they're afraid of the doctor."

"I thought of doing that, but I realized I didn't have the energy to hide in the bathroom." Finn joked as he put an arm around Rachel. "It's like you said, the doctor is going to make me feel better, right?"

"Right." Rachel kissed Finn's cheek, earning a smile from him. As Finn and Rachel stared at one another, Finn wondered how he was so lucky to have a woman like Rachel. "Is something on your mind, although I'm sure it can't be a lot because your head must still be pounding?"

"I just wanted to thank you for taking care of me." Finn stared at her, noticing Rachel was putting the comforter around the both of them. "I don't know what I would do without you, Rachel…I mean you've been so patient, so caring, so loving…no wonder I'm feeling better than yesterday."

"I don't know what I'd do without you, Finn." Rachel admitted. "You're so charming, so wonderful, so…I sometimes wonder what I've done to deserve a man like you…"

"Really? Cause I question what I've done to deserve a wonderful woman like you." Finn flirted slightly as Rachel giggled.

"Finn, you're making me blush." Rachel leaned into his chest as Finn held her tight to him. "But thank you for the kind words. You really are amazing, you know that?"

"I know…" Finn pretended to be cocky as Rachel laughed.

"You must be feeling better." Rachel said. "You're acting like yourself again."

"Almost." Finn yawned slightly. "I'm sure a few days of rest and I'll be ready to go and back in that choir room, taking care of Nationals."

"Don't worry about that." Rachel waved her hand swiftly, still looking at her husband. "Right now let's just worry about getting you 100% better."

"Rachel, do you mind me asking if you know where Kurt is?" Finn wondered. Rachel raised an eyebrow, still noticing that he was slightly wincing. "I mean, the last thing I remember was that he was talking about an online date with some dude named Oliver and then…" before Finn could finish his sentence, the door opened and in came Kurt…although he looked completely disheveled and his suit was tattered. "Oh…there's Kurt from his date last night." Rachel's eyes widened and her jaw dropped at her friend.

"Oh my God, Kurt are you okay?!" Rachel got up from the sofa, walking to him. "You look terrible."

"Oliver…" Kurt let out a shaky breath before continuing. "…wasn't what his profile picture said he was. It turned out he was a biker dude and they only had those ads in order to rip your expensive designer clothes and rob you."

"What?!" Finn's eyes widened, trying to get up from the sofa, only to find that he didn't have the energy.

"Kurt, this Oliver dude mugged you?!" Rachel asked, pulling Kurt into the house and sitting him on the couch.

"Not only that, but look at my suit! It's going to take forever to replace…and a lot of explaining to Isabelle about this." Kurt let out a sigh of defeat as he stared at Rachel. "You were right, Rachel…I was only doing this in order to feel the rush and forget about Blaine…online dating was a dumb idea. It may work for other people but…it doesn't work for Kurt Hummel."

"Especially if they mug you when you think you're going on a date." Rachel made her way to the couch and sat in between Finn and Kurt. "Kurt, I don't want to say I told you so…but maybe this is a learning experience. You can't just trust an online dating site because the television says so…it's dangerous, and it could have been worse than being held hostage and mugged…you could have died, and I don't think I could take that. Finn definitely couldn't take it as he'd cry and probably jump in the hole as they're lowering your casket." Kurt and Finn chuckled slightly before Rachel continued. "I know you miss Blaine…but if you miss him then reconnect again. Okay? And no more online dating or I'm taking away your computer." Kurt turned her head towards Finn, noticing that Finn shared the same look as Rachel.

"All right, all right." Kurt got up from the sofa, giving his brother and Rachel a grin. "No more online dating for me. I'll reconnect with Blaine if that's what you want."

"Good." Rachel and Finn spoke in unison as Kurt made his way towards his room.

"Oh and just so you know, yes..the police did find him..." Kurt saw Rachel's face turn into relief. Kurt hesitated with saying more, his face turning soft and sympathetic. "You know…you two are going to make great parents to your kids one day." Kurt honestly told them before he entered his room and closed the door.

"Where did that come from?" Rachel wondered, seeing Finn was amused.

"You would make a great mom, Rachel…" Finn felt sleepy as he leaned his head on her shoulder. "You took great care of me and you lectured Kurt into making a good decision…if anything you're going to be a hardcore mom…"

"You really think so?" Rachel asked, seeing Finn was nodding his head slowly.

"I know so." Finn held one of his hands out for Rachel to take, earning a look of confusion from her. "I'd kiss you but I'm still contagious, so this is going to have to be the best way we get affectionate until I'm better."

"I don't mind…" Rachel and Finn curled up on the couch as the both of them fell into a happy slumber. "I love you, Finn…"

"I love you too, Rachel." Finn softly whispered at the two of them fell asleep.

Marley sat on the bleachers as she watched the football team practice for their National Championship game that was coming up in a couple of weeks. Her mind was filling up multiple things-the fact her mother lied to her, the fact Finn was related to her, the fact Jake didn't understand anything. She wanted to scream at the entire world, but even then she worried the world wouldn't listen to her. She looked to see a familiar face coming towards her-it was Puck, and it looked like he was looking specifically for her. Marley smiled softly as Puck came up on the bleacher seats, sitting down next to her with what looked like was a bag of food.

"Hey, I didn't see you in the cafeteria today...and I figured you were hungry..." Puck handed her the bag with a small smile as Marley took it from him, staring at the contents inside. She stared over at him, giving him a grin as she took the chocolate pudding out of the bag and seeing two spoons in there. Marley went in and handed Puck one of the spoons, Puck taking it from her.

"Nicely played, Noah." Marley giggled as she opened the pudding, clanking her spoon with Puck's. Both of them took a bite of the pudding as Marley looked over at the football team. Puck stared at her, trying to find the words to say.

"Are you okay?" Puck wondered, gazing into her eyes. "I mean, you don't seem okay." Marley shrugged her shoulders, looking away from him. "I found out you quit the Glee Club. Wanna talk to me about that?"

"It's just..." Marley sounded frustrated, not sure if she could put the right words together. "I don't feel like I belong there anymore. Everyone thinks I'm some sort of monster...that I was the one that attacked Bree and..." Marley felt a tear go down her cheek as she continued speaking. "I've never felt so alone in my entire life. My mom lied to me about something important and Jake doesn't really seem to care about me...it's all about the team..." Puck put a hand on Marley's shoulder, seeing she was confused.

"You're not alone." Puck softly said, rubbing her shoulder slightly. "I'm your friend, okay? I'm not going to stop being your friend no matter what Bree does. I'm pretty dumb but not even she can fool me. I know you threw that paper at her because she was bothering you during Finn's song last week. I know you would never hurt anyone on purpose...I'm sure you're so nice you'd never hurt a bee unless it stung you. Here, give me your cell phone." Puck whipped out his cell phone and motioned for Marley for her phone. Marley handed Puck her phone as Puck dialed in his phone number into her iPhone. "There. If you ever want to talk or something's bothering you, just call me. I promise I'll pick up and we'll talk. No matter what...I'm here for you." Marley smiled and took her phone back from Puck, nodding her head softly.

"Thank you." Marley said. Marley continued to look into Puck's eyes before she cleared her throat and motioned for the pudding. "We should probably finish this."

"What? You wanna share with me?" Puck teased, holding his spoon up as Marley motioned for them to share the pudding. Puck and Marley ate with a nice silence around them, except for the football players practicing as Puck chuckled. "To think I used to be on the football team."

"Shut up." Marley raised her eyebrows, giggling as Puck nodded his head.

"Yep, I used to be on the football team." Puck leaned back on the bleachers, gazing at the football team. "I wasn't very nice then, so...you're lucky you didn't go to school when I did."

"Oh god, what did you do?" Marley leaned back on the bleacher, finding herself fitting into the crook of Puck's arm.

"I threw slushies at people." Puck admitted, Marley trying to hold in her laughter. "I was a self proclaimed Puckerman badass. But...I realized it all felt hollow. I didn't want to be mean to people. I wanted to be nice to them. It's just, every time I tried to be good, I had problems. I would tell myself I was going to be nice that day, but by second period I would usually end up pulling the fire alarm or dunking a nerds head down the toilet. I'm trying to be a better person...I really am." Marley took Puck's free hand, gazing into his eyes and neither of then noticing their fingers were intertwining.

"You're not a bad person, Noah." Marley assured him. "You are so much more than that, you're actually a sweetheart. Why you don't have a girlfriend is beyond me."

"Probably because Quinn thinks I'm not Yale material." Puck scoffed. "She's dating some dude who she thinks is better than me."

"That's her problem." Marley firmly said, Puck becoming surprised by her sense of authority. "Noah, it's her fault she let you go...you can't wait forever for her to come back. You're young...you need to get back into the dating game. Don't be a sad sack..." Puck laughed and stared down at their hands, seeing they were intertwined. Puck felt his heart beat faster as he gazed at Marley, Marley looking back at him. Marley didn't know what came over her or why she did what she did next; she leaned in and kissed Puck, closing her eyes tightly while Puck hesitated. Was he supposed to kiss her back or was he supposed to stop the kiss before anyone from the Glee Club, including Jake saw? Marley slowly parted her lips from his, realizing she had just kissed him and slight horror appeared on her face. Puck stared at her with a small smile, still keeping his eyes on her.

"Wow..." Puck softly said as Marley looked away slowly.

"I'm sorry." Marley softly said, looking at the football team. "I should not have kissed you..."

"It's...it's okay." Puck confessed, squeezing her hand softly. Marley continued staring at Puck, although he realized something. "But, aren't you still with Jake?"

"I don't know what I want anymore." Marley slightly muttered. "I feel like the Glee Club is just using me to get my voice and they brainwashed Jake to help them. I've been considering breaking up with him but...I have some belief that he'll change."

"Marley, you're not happy." Puck spoke just above a whisper. "You're constantly crying over Jake hurting you and the Glee Club hurting you...has anyone in that club stood up for you, and I don't mean the guys that already graduated. I mean, has anyone actually cared about you?"

"Everyone currently in the club...no." Marley admitted, staring at Puck again. "You...yes. I heard you gave some gigantic speech about me, Brittany told me. I should have known it'd be you. I feel safe with you, you know? Like everyone had an agenda as to what they want...but with you...I don't sense that. You genuinely care and it's hard to find a person like that...you know?"

"I understand what you mean." Puck agreed. He stared at Marley, nudging her slightly. "I'm glad you trust me so much. I really appreciate it...if anything, I trust you too...and I have trust issues." Puck and Marley continued gazing into each other's eyes, with both of them unsure what to say or what to do next. Marley's eyes shifted from his eyes to his lips, as they leaned in without hesitation and kissed. Puck suddenly felt as if he was jolted back to life, as if he had been walking around dead the entire time. He felt fireworks during the kiss as he started responding to her touch-although he knew the possibility of being with Marley was close to none at this point. She was still with Jake, and he had a feeling these kisses were just because she was insecure and worried about the Glee Club. She parted her lips from his, the both of them giving each other small smiles, Marley leaning her forehead on his. They didn't know what this meant...but they knew they never could tell anyone what just happened-no one would understand.

"Marley?" Marley and Puck turned their heads and saw Millie standing, giving her daughter a slight smile. "Do you mind if we talk for a minute?" Marley let go of Puck's hand and gave him a small smile.

"Thank you for bringing me lunch and the pudding and also for talking with me..." Marley said, patting his shoulder. She leaned in and kissed his cheek as she grabbed her backpack. "You really are the best Noah Puckerman, don't you ever forget that." Puck chuckled and saw Marley getting up from the bleacher, making her way over to her mother. Millie stared at Puck for a moment, a small smile tugging on her lips.

"So...who's that?" Millie motioned with her head, Marley staring back at Puck with a smile.

"That's Noah Puckerman." Marley turned back towards her mother, feeling her heart jump. "He's Jake's older brother."

"What happened to Jake?" Millie questioned, seeing Marley was shrugging her shoulders.

"I don't really feel like talking about Jake right now." Marley said sternly. "Besides, what did you want to talk about?"

"Well, I wanted to talk about why you ran off to New York to get a test about your real father without me knowing." Millie sighed, seeing Marley was shaking her head in anger.

"Because I wanted to know. I wanted to know who he was..." Marley explained. "If that's too much for you, then I'm sorry. Besides, you weren't going to tell me if I asked, because you think you're protecting me from everything. Look, I don't need you to protect me from everything mom. I'm going to be in the 11th grade next year...it's time I started growing up." Marley felt embarrassed as she looked down at her shoes. "There's something else I wanted to talk to you about."

"Sure sweetheart." Millie sat down on the bleachers as Marley sat down with her. Marley stared at her mother, feeling she had to get this off her chest.

"Mom...is there a timetable or something of how long you should know a person before you...do it with them?" Marley asked. Millie knew what Marley was asking about, trying to help her daughter.

"Well, I don't know. It depends if you feel ready." Millie said softly. "I do want you to know that your first time should be magical, and you should really have a connection with that person. There's no timetable, but if you feel ready to give your body to someone, then you'll know. Also...always use protection. I don't want to become a grandmother just yet." Marley chuckled, nodding her head and moving her hair behind her ear. Millie pursed her lip, before continuing."Are you thinking about Jake, honey?" Marley thought for a moment before finally shaking her head.

"No, it was just something that was on my mind." Marley said. Millie kissed Marley on the top of her head, patting her daughter's back. "I'm sorry I left for New York without telling you."

"I know you are...and I'm sorry for keeping this from you." Millie told her daughter. "Come on, let's go and make some cookies." Marley nodded her head with a smile as Millie started to lead her away from the bleachers. Marley turned her head once more to see Puck still sitting on the bleachers looking at the field, a coy grin appearing on her face. Marley walked away but Millie turned around to look at Puck, letting out a smile of her own. She was glad Marley found someone to make her smile; she had a tough time with the Glee Club, with Jake and it was good to see her happy again. As Millie and Marley made their way back to the kitchen, Bree looked at Puck from where the cheerleaders were, a slight smirk appearing on her face. So, Marley's into Jake's older brother, huh? Well, looks like I'm going to have to have some fun with the younger Puckerman...

Jake looked through his locker, letting out a slight sigh. He was still questioning what was going on with Marley and he knew they were drifting apart. If they were drifting apart now...imagine if Marley found out his dirty little secret.

"Jake..." Jake turned around and spotted Bree making her way towards him. She leaned against the locker, staring at Jake with a grin, playing with a button on his shirt. "I realized you weren't at lunch...I want to know if there was any way you'd be interested in having some fun..."

"Bree, we can't make a habit of this." Jake sighed, looking over at Bree with a sigh. "Yes, we had sex while Marley was in New York all because I felt lonely and we were drifting apart, but we can't keep doing this...if Marley ever found out, she'd be hurt."

"You weren't thinking about her before." Bree smirked. "I mean, you're the one that constantly said Marley wasn't putting out for you and you were getting so impatient with her...you came to me and we burned off some steam. Not sure why you don't want to have some fun now."

"If Marley ever finds out about this, she'll break up with me." Jake thought about it for a minute, releasing a sigh. When Bree put it that way, he realized Marley was never going to give herself to him and for some bizarre and illogical reason, he thought sleeping with Bree was okay... "But Marley's not here right now, is she?" Bree smirked, leading Jake towards one of the janitors closets, closing the door behind them, hoping this secret will stay a secret.

That afternoon, Brittany entered the McKinley auditorium, spotting Santana sitting on the stage. Brittany had to wonder what Santana wanted and she would be lying if she said she wasn't intrigued. Brittany headed down to the auditorium stage, taking a seat next to Santana as Santana slowly gazed at her with a raised eyebrow.

"I know." Santana softly muttered, seeing Brittany was confused. "I know that you and Sam broke up before you moved to New York. I know that the two of you aren't together, yet you come to New York pretending that you're with him! You pretended everything Brittany when you know that I want nothing more than to be with you! Why are you doing this to me?! Why don't you want us to be together, after all this time?! Why?" Brittany continued to stare at Santana, running a hand through her hair as she tried to find the words to say.

"I don't know." Brittany shrugged her shoulders. "I guess because I was still hurt from the way you were flirting with someone else when we were together. You always told me that we were going to be together forever...now I'm not so sure."

"What do you mean by that?" Santana raised an eyebrow, this time with Brittany feeling emotional.

"You promised that we were going to be together and nothing was going to break us apart." Brittany sighed as tears fell down her cheeks. "Every time I try to think of getting back together with you, I know that in my heart it's not the right thing for me at this point. I want to go back to the way things were, where we would spend all night just talking about nothing, us feeling in love. I love you Santana...but right now I'm not sure if I'm in love with you. I want things to be the way they were when we met for the first time...but because of what happened between us, I don't think we can ever go back to that." Santana felt tears go down her cheeks as Brittany kept talking. "That' why I didn't tell you about me breaking up with Sam. I need to be by myself for a little bit and not get sucked into a relationship. Not only that, you keep sending me mixed signals. One day you want me, the next day you don't. You don't know what you want anymore...I bet you don't even know what you want to do when you're in New York."

"That's not true!" Santana shouted. "I do know what I want to do in New York!"

"What? You want to wait tables for rich snooty people all your life?" Brittany questioned. "Santana, I may not be the smartest apple in the apple pie and I may not be the pinkest crayon in the Crayola box, but I do know that you're destined for better things...and you don't need me to make you happy. I'm your best friend and I'm going to tell you like it is-you don't need me to be a happy person. You need to do you...you need to go out in the city and show the world what Santana Lopez is capable of...even if it means being a bitch to do it." Santana chuckled as she leaned her head on Brittany's shoulder.

"When did you get so smart?" Santana wondered. Brittany shrugged her shoulders, giving her friend a loving smile.

"It's somewhere up in my brain, which I found out I had in health class." Brittany chuckled. Brittany and Santana sat in the auditorium in silence, not saying another word. Sure, Brittany and Santana still wanted to know if their relationship would work, but right now they needed to find themselves as people before they could be committed to one another. It was time for them to learn about themselves and grow up-even if they didn't have each other's romantic love.

Jake sat in the choir room, waiting for the other members of New Directions to enter. He was trying to figure out what was going on with Marley, and how he was going to convince her to come back to the club. He also thought about his infidelity, cheating on her with Bree, a girl Marley hated. If everything blew up in his face, he'd lose everything-and he lovedMarley. As Jake sat in his chair, Puck came in with his guitar, spotting his brother deep in thought. Puck felt he was a little helpful this week, so he figured he would try one more trick up his sleeve.

"Hey, little brother." Puck said, holding the guitar close to him as he took a seat. "What's happening?"

"Nothing much, except Marley has been acting really odd…" Jake sighed. "She said that she has a brother, and…she doesn't want to come back to Glee Club. I tried to bring her back…but she simply said no."

"She's a little hurt right now." Puck sighed. "I'm sure she was expecting you out of all people to understand her position. I'd be pissed too if no one understood where I was coming from."

"I know but…it feels like this isn't the Marley I fell in love with." Jake admitted. "She's different, she's more independent and as much as I want her to be her own person, I feel like I'm losing her."

"That's been going around a lot." Puck chuckled before turning serious. "I feel like I'm losing someone too…and I don't even know who she is anymore…you know what sucks? When you think you're going to be with a girl forever and then boom…reality sets in and they become more independent, realizing that they don't' even need you. Being in love sucks sometimes. I don't know what I'm doing anymore. I'm lost…and I don't know where I'm heading…you know what I'm saying?"

"Yeah…I just wish it could go back to the simpler times when you first look at them…" Jake said. "When I first saw Marley, I thought she was the most beautiful girl in the entire world…I don't feel the same way anymore. I just want everything to go back to the way it used to be…when I stared at Marley Rose for the first time…"

"Marley is a beautiful girl..." Puck said before clearing his throat, not wanting his brother to think that he was hitting on his girl, especially after him and Marley kissed on the bleachers. "I mean, she's a beautiful girl and deserves to be cared about, which this Glee Club isn't doing. She's lost...and she's upset with the club. But just for now...let her be...I know you want things to go back to the way they were in the beginning, the first time you saw her...but it will take a while. You just have to trust her."

{Puck stares at his brother and starts playing a few chords of a song, one that Jake knows. Jake continues to look at Puck as he starts singing and soon Jake and Puck sing in the choir room with sadness}

[Jake]

She's all laid up in bed with a broken heart

While I'm drinking Jack all alone in my local bar

And we don't know how we got into this mad situation

Only doing things out of frustration

Trying to make it work but man these times are hard

[Puck]

She needs me now but I can't seem to find a time

I've got a new job now in the unemployment line

And we don't know how we got into this mess it's a gods test

Someone help us 'cause we're doing our best

[Jake and Puck]

Trying to make it work but man these times are hard

But we're gonna start by drinking old cheap bottles of wine

Sit talking up all night

Saying things we haven't for a while, a while yeah

We're smiling but we're close to tears

Even after all these years

We just now got the feeling that we're meeting

For the first time

{Scene changes to the auditorium where the New Directions are singing. Puck, Santana and Brittany join the performance and Marley watches from the auditorium where she's playing with her phone, trying to see if she should talk to Finn or not about what she found out. She looks up and her eyes lock with Puck's as Puck looks at her while playing guitar.}

[Puck with New Directions]

Ooooooooooooh

Ooooooooooooh

Ooooooooooooh

[Blaine]

She's in line at the dole with her head held high

[Sam]

While I just lost my job but didn't lose my pride

[Blaine and Sam]

But we both know how we're gonna make it work when it hurts

When you pick yourself up you get kicked to the dirt

Trying to make it work but man these times are hard

[Blaine, Sam, Brittany and Santana]

But we're gonna start by drinking old cheap bottles of wine

Sit talking up all night

Doing things we haven't for a while, a while yeah

We're smiling but we're close to tears

Even after all these years

We just now got the feeling that we're meeting

For the first time

[Puck with New Directions]

Ooooooooooooh

Ooooooooooooh

Ooooooooooooh

{Scene changes to Kurt staring at his computer and deleting his online dating profile with a sigh, Scene intercuts with the auditorium where Jake and Blaine are performing on stage and Marley is in the audience}

[Kurt, Blaine, Jake and Marley]

Drinking old cheap bottles of wine

Sit talking up all night

Saying things we haven't for a while

We're smiling but we're close to tears

Even after all these years

We just now got the feeling that we're meeting

For the first time

[Puck with New Directions]

Ooooooooooooh (Blaine: For the first time)

Ooooooooooooh (Jake: Oh, for the first time)

Ooooooooooooh (Marley: For the first time)

(Jake: Just now got the feeling that we're meeting for the first time)

[Blaine and Artie]

Oh these times are hard

Yeah, they're making us crazy

Don't give up on me baby

[Santana and Brittany]

Oh these times are hard

Yeah, they're making us crazy

Don't give up on me baby

[Sam and Jake]

Oh these times are hard

Yeah, they're making us crazy

Don't give up on me baby

{Marley and Puck look at each other and sing to each other as Puck gives her a saddened smile.}

[Marley and Puck]

Oh these times are hard

Yeah, they're making us crazy

Don't give up on me baby

{Scene changes to Finn and Rachel sleeping content on the couch as Finn smiles softly while holding Rachel tightly to him}

GUEST STARRING

Melissa Benoist as Marley Rose

Matthew Morrison as William Schuester

Jacob Artist as Jake Puckerman

Blake Jenner as Ryder Lynn

Becca Tobin as Kitty Wilde

Jenna Ushkowitz as Tina Cohen-Chang

Kevin McHale as Artie Abrams

Chord Overstreet as Sam Evans

Trisha Stahl as Millie Rose

Erinn Westbrook as Bree

Rashida Jones as Receptionist

SONG(S):

Halfway Gone (Originally by Lifehouse): Performed by Noah "Puck" Puckerman

50 Ways To Say Goodbye (Originally by Train): Performed by Sam Evans, Blaine Anderson, Noah "Puck" Puckerman and Brittany Pierce

Who You Are (Originally by Jessie J): Performed by Marley Rose

For The First Time (Originally by The Script): Performed by New Directions, Noah "Puck" Puckerman, Santana Lopez, Brittany Pierce, Kurt Hummel, Artie Abrams and Marley Rose