AN: I do not own Glee Ryan Murphy does. I also do not have his brain for music so don't expect to much song quotations.

Sue Sylvester had never been this uncomfortable in her whole life. This was tough and she had been water boarded. Was it worth putting herself through this for another National title. Yes it was. She could of sent Q or S to do it, but didn't want to show them any weakness. She elbowed the fat sweaty man to her right then turned and glared daggers at the man on her left, who had just put his hand on her knee accidentally. The man looked at her squeaked and left his seat rushing furiously down the aisle in fear of his life. Smirking she turned her head back to the action waiting for the next act to take to the field. For the first time in her long and illustrious career Sue was at a professional football game, not even a regular season game, a pre-season game, much to her disgust. However it was necessary and her partner had encouraged her to come after she had spent the night tearfully explaining how bad her new crop of cheerios were.

Normally she would not attend one of this sporting events, even if her Cheerios life's depended on it. However, her National title was at risk if she didn't do something drastic. Her summer try outs this year had been a complete disaster. There was no significant talent in any of the new girls. Most of her squad of champions had graduated and she was left with just three of her previous squad with any talent. Oh and Porcelain and Toyota but hey were there just for their voices. She wouldn't be using them this year. At least Q had returned and seemed to be just as fit and ruthless as before. Even with Q, S and B though, she was left short, she needed more talent. The worry about how to get this squad up to scratch had taken over her whole mind to such an extent, she was left with a complete absence of ideas for routines and sleeping on the couch (due to temperamental outbursts at her spouse). Hence her current situation. Sitting in the Cleveland's brown stadium for a pre-season game, watching and videoing a series of acrobatic displays. Luckily she had contacts which enabled her to get the camera was pitch side. Just in case there was a little spark of inspiration she would have the whole thing recorded. So far nothing these groups were as bad as her new Cheerios. She thought they would all be professionals but it was just a bunch of high school kids. Note to self get Becky to check all events like this in the future. Just one more group and she could go home and bleach herself to remove the disgusting stench of sweaty fat men and stale hot dogs.

The two teams of Neanderthals had just been introduced and entered the field, when the public address system announced the next act. "Ladies and Gentleman." came from the public address system "Today you have been witness to the finalists of the Ohio state acrobatic U18 championship." Well at least the lack of talent is state wide though Sue. "We have one last group to perform for us and then their leader and choreographer, will sing the national anthem. National champions for 2 consecutive years" Hang on national champions Sue felt her interest pique. "Runners up in last years under 18 world championships." Sue had now walked to the edge of the field from her seat right on the halfway line, opposite the tunnel and next to her camera. "From Lima Ohio" what the fuck, their from Lima how did I not know about this. Some of these people might go to McKinley. No not possible she would have noticed any talented acrobats. They would of joined the Cheerios or suffered the consequences. Well she would recognise any students in this troupe. "The Cameron School of Performance Arts" Sue's hopes took a dive as she realised that the school was on the other side of Lima so it was unlikely that any were students at McKinley. Sue watched as a group of 12 teenagers dressed in skin tight body suits faces covered in make-up and half masks, hair plastered to their heads, took up for position in the centre of the field. She focused the camera on its tripod and stood to watch as 'O Fortuna' began playing over the speakers.

Sue was gob smacked at the performance as were most of the crowd around her. This group performed a routine that at points was so breath taking it bordered on the impossible. These kids were doing stunts that she could only dream of. God she wanted them as Cheerios. They were all talented, but two girls in particular caught her eye. Firstly there was something oddly familiar about the two that nagged at Sue. They were also, in Sue's opinion, were by far the most talented of the troupe. Even more talented than Q and S, about on a par with B her best dancer, although the shorter of the two was the best flyer and acrobat she had ever seen. Placed right in the centre of the display Sue watched as the two girls performed a dazzling display of stunts as a duo and occasionally bringing others into the action. These two were the focus for entire group. The taller of the two would throw and balance the smaller of the two with what seemed little effort. The smaller of the two would twist, somersault and balance like it was what she was born to do. She had no fear. Sue could not take her eyes of the two. Before she could really take everything in it was over and Sue stood dumbfounded staring at the two girls. The crowd was standing giving the group a standing ovation. The two girls hugged and then the taller of the two did something that just screamed at Sue. She jumped up and down on the spot and clapped her hands in excitement. Sue new who it was straight away. Brittany Pierce. Well well well looks like I have been underestimating you B. Sue made a mental note to berate the girl at their first practice for keeping secrets from her. Sue began to pack her camera away looking forward to leaving this den of iniquity for good when a voice that she would recognise anywhere, rang out, singing the national anthem. Streisand! She thought to herself. Turning around she looked towards the singer. For the first time since her ill fated try-outs her heart lifted with joy. Brittany's partner was none other than Rachel Berry.

Sue watched as the diminutive girl turned slowly round belting out the Nation's Anthem. When she spun to meet her eyes Sue smirked at her. The girls eyes briefly sparked in recognition. It didn't phase the girl in any way. She just kept singing just pausing for a brief moment before continuing on around. Sue turned gathering her belongings and strutted out of the stadium. Upon reaching her car she stored her camera in the trunk pulled out her phone and dialled.

"Becky"

"Yes Coach"

"Use that link that I gave you to enter the schools files and find me Rachel Berry's transcripts and uniform sizes."

"Uh sure coach" Becky sounded confused and worried.

"Oh and get some uniforms in her size ordered I will need them them by the end of the week."

"Uh coach you sure its Rachel Berry and she's a loser." coach new Becky actually liked Rachel but ignored it because the Diva always treated Becky with respect and equality.

"No this year she is going to be head Cheerio and win me my 6th consecutive national title or die trying. Talking about that order a new display cabinet for my office. Oh and Becky not a word to anyone that is an order" she knew Becky would always obey an order.

Sue hung up the phone. She couldn't wait to tell her partner this new development, she would be overjoyed. Unfortunately she was away visiting friends and family in New York, so it would have to wait. The drive back to Lima was filled with thoughts of polishing her trophy's, her wife's gratitude and rewards, plans to finally end glee club and how she could manage to get hair remover into Schuester's shampoo and hair products. She hit redial.

"Becky"

"Yes Coach"

"Order me ten gallons of hair remover and then book two tickets to that musical playing at the Lima playhouse for the Saturday before school starts."

"Sure thing coach."