I walk into Ms. Sylvester’s office and I look around. Burt, Mr. Schuester and the coach are looking at me with… pity. What? Pity? Why?

“What’s going on?” I ask.

“Have a seat Santana.” Sue says and I look at her with suspicion. I walk to one of the empty chairs and sit down. Something must be wrong but what? I sit down, while casting a glance to Burt. His eyes and expression are blank. Mr. Schue lays his hand on my shoulder for a split second. I frown at him. What is going on in here?

“I’m afraid we have some bad news…” Sue says and I frown slightly. I have absolutely no idea what this is about. Did I do something wrong? Did someone die? “And I think that I might be the blame.” Wow, she sounds so nice… What is going on?

“Oh, you think?” Asks a sarcastic Burt who is pacing behind me with Mr. Schue.

“Watch your blood pressure, Bubbles.” Coach says. She sounds like her old self for a slight second. “In my campaign to become Ohio’s newest congresswoman, I‘ve said some things that are not true and I don’t feel good about it.” She stands up and walks closer to me. I just look at her, still not understanding why this is happening. “I set the tone for this campaign. And now I’m afraid that my slanderous chickens have come home to roost.” She says, looking at me with something in her eyes I’ve never seen before. She is seems sorry. Before I can even ask what is happening, Mr. Schue speaks up.

“Santana, you have to know that I have a counselor standing by that specializes in this.”

“It’s something I’ve been through first hand. I’d be willing to talk your family through it.”

“What are you talking about?” I finally ask.

Burt stands up, and walks over to the TV. “Reggie the Sauce Salazar sent me an advanced copy of his latest campaign add.”

“Turns out he has a niece that goes to the school and she overheard a conversation a couple of days ago between you and Finn Hudson.” Sue tells me and the pieces of the puzzle fall into place. I look away from her; my mouth opens slightly when the realization hits. They know I’m gay…