QUINN FABRAY walks into the auditorium at McKinley High. She sees everyone, Rachel, Mercedes, Sam, Jesse, Kurt, Blaine, Artie, Tine, Santan, Brittany and Puck sitting in a circle on the stage. She pauses for a moment at the entrance, eyes glued to Noah Puckerman.

Quinn takes a deep breath and rubs her palms on the sides of her dress. She walks up the stairs, her heels clicking on the floor. Everyone turns to face Quinn, quickly getting to their feet to embrace her in a hug.

Mercedes is the first one to pull Quinn into a hug, "We missed you so much!"

Rachel next, whispering in her ear, "I'm so glad you made it!"

Kurt and Blaine each hug her. Puck looks at his feet and then at Quinn. He gives her a light smile and opens his arms for a hug.

Puck wraps his arms tightly around Quinn's waist before backing away and removing a strand of hair from her face. He then joins the rest of the group.

Rachel begins to speak, looking at everyone and smiling, "It's been five years. I can't believe it."

Everyone nods and looks around the room and at eachother. Rachel continues, "So, how about one final number, together"

Everyone smiles and stands up. Rachel begins singing "I Lived" by One Republic. The song ends and everyone embraces one last time.

It is now night, everyone has gathered in the auditorium for the reunion; parents, teachers, other glee members. Quinn is standing off to the side with a glass of champagne. Rachel joins Quinn and Quinn smiles at her.

Rachel takes a sip of her champagne and stands next to Quinn, "What happened, Quinn?" Quinn looks out onto the stage at Puck and Sam goofing off.

"I don't know."

Rachel stands in front of Quinn, "I know you're having a hard time, but you've shut us all out. What's going on?"

Quinn grabs her hand and drags her out of the auditorium and into the choir room. She flips the light on and sits in one of the red chairs.

Quinn sighs, "It all became really stressful and really hard. Puck was gone months at a time, and I was in New Haven worrying about him everyday. We started to drift apart."

Rachel walks over to her and sits in the red chair beside her.

"So it was a long distance?"

Quinn shrugs. "I don't know. The last time we were together, he came to my apartment at school, we had sex and he was gone in the morning." Quinn takes a deep breath. "I mean I knew it was over, I could feel it when we were having sex. We just never talked about it and then he was gone."

Rachel looks intently at Quinn, "Is that what you wanted to happen?"

Quinn shakes her head. "I don't know. When he was gone and I knew it was over I sobbed, but the next day I felt as if a weight was lifted off of my shoulders."

Quinn wipes under her eye quickly. "We were always arguing and then breaking up and then he would come when he got back and we'd fuck and get back together and that happened like three times. I don't know, seeing him now-"

Quinn takes a deep breath "-it's definitely really hard. I mean it all came back."

Rachel nods, "When was this all going on?"

"About a year ago."

"I think you two should talk, get some closure."

Quinn quickly shakes her head. "No, no, that would be too hard and painful and honestly, I'm mad at him. I'm furious with him. We had a baby together, he told me he loved me and that I was his soul mate and then he leaves without so much as saying goodbye."

Quinn is now crying. She takes a deep breath and wipes her eyes dry. "I don't want to see him and I don't want to talk to him, I think I'm just gonna go home."

Rachel looks at her sympathetically and grabs her hand.

"I understand, Quinn. Text me when you get home and if you need anything, I'm here."

Quinn smiles at her and Rachel exits the room.

Quinn stands up and smooths out her dress. She walks to the trophy case and stares at the picture of them winning at Nationals. She smiles to herself.

"I'd give anything to go back to that exact moment."

Quinn freezes. She doesn't turn around to face him.

"Finally winning, you telling me you loved me the next day and kissing me-"

"-don't."

Quinn finally turns around to face Puck, his hands in his pockets.

"Don't what? Remember some of the greatest moments of my life?"

"You can remember all you want, just keep it to yourself."

Quinn starts walking toward the door. Puck blocks the exit.

"I just wanna talk, Q."

Quinn furrows her eyebrows and shakes her head.

"Oh now you wanna talk? You didn't have the balls to talk to me after you fucked me and left, but NOW you wanna talk, after the damage is already done."

Quinn pushes him aggressively into the hallway.

"Just leave me alone, you got what you wanted."

Quinn walks passed him, but Puck grabs her hand and pulls her back to face him. He looks into her eyes filled with anger and hurt and she looks into his. He then pulls her into the choir room and closes the door.

"Just let me explain and then you can do whatever you want, leave, hit me, kill me, whatever."

Quinn crosses her arms and looks at the floor. Puck sits on the piano bench.

"I didn't plan what happened. I was so excited to see you, I had butterflies the whole ride to your apartment."

Quinn scuffs her heel on the floor, her eyes still glued to the floor.

"I got to your apartment and you opened the door and it all hit me."

Puck looks at the floor and then at Quinn, who was still staring at the same spot she had been staring at.

"I know you were happy to see me, but your eyes looked hurt and exhausted and I knew what I was putting you through and I didn't think it was fair."

Quinn lifts her head and looks at the ceiling.

"You deserve someone to be there for you when you need them, to be able to come over and fix your broken TV and take you out to dinner every Friday night and go on dates with and it killed me knowing that you weren't having any of that. You were instead worrying about me, fighting with me, frustrated and stressed."

Puck runs his hand through his hair.

"And I know it was selfish and fucked up for me to still have sex with you but I still loved you and I just wanted to be close to you one last time."

Silence fell between them for a few seconds.

"I fucked up and I'm sorry."

"You know what Puck, that's all nice and great that you wanted better for me and didn't want to hurt me, but I knew what I was getting myself into the day you told me to stay. Did it suck not having you near everyday? Yes it sucked bad, but like I had told you I didn't mind all the struggles and difficult moments because it was you that I was doing it with."

Quinn takes a deep breath and finally looks into his eyes.

"If you would have just talked to me and told me everything you were feeling, we could have worked through it and figured something out. Even if breaking up was the best solution at least we could have ended things peacefully."

Pucks looks at the floor.

"Instead, you fucked me and left me even though you are the one that told ME to stay."

Puck goes to say something but Quinn cuts him off.

"And you didn't think I could tell something was up? That was the saddest sex we have ever had, I intended on asking you about it in the morning, but I never got the fucking opportunity."

Puck stands up.

"If we would've talked, you wouldn't have seen where I was coming from and you would have been stuck with me."

Quinn grunts and puts her hands in her hair.

"When will you understand that I am a grown woman, I make my own decisions and mistakes and I choose what I want and who I want to be with. I loved you. I loved you so much, I didn't care how hard it was or how worried I was about you. I wanted to be with you and nothing was going to change that, not a little distance and not because you aren't home to fix my television."

Quinn closes her eyes tightly and tears begin to fall freely. Puck walks over to her and wipes away her tears. Puck cups her face and Quinn shakes her head.

Puck leans his forehead against Quinn's. Both of their eyes are closed and are breathing heavily. Puck slowly leans in and his lips graze against Quinn's. She backs away from him and shakes her head.

"I can't do this."

And she runs out of the room.