A/N: Well if I'm being honest this is my first fanfic ever. So be as brutally honest as you like and feel free to point out my flaws. I have honestly and truly fallen head over heels with the idea of St. Fabray. Whether you like them or not, I don't really care. But for all you shippers out there, I adore you.

Any feedback will be loved and cherished as I really hope to improve. Thanks for checking out the story.

I've already written two chapters and noticed typing them up how short they were. Chapter three will be longer, I promise.

Legal Stuff: I don't own Glee or any characters. But Ryan Murphy? If you ever want to hand over Jesse St. James I'd be more than happy to take him off your hands ;)

Chapter 1: Two Strangers

Quinn looked up at the tall buildings that surrounded her. She could hear the crash of the waves a few blocks away. She felt insignificant in such a big city, she was no longer hearing the whispers in the school hall as her fellow students stared her down, she was miles away from them and her hometown of Ohio.

She was spending her summer in Los Angeles trying to rebuild her now broken relationship with her mother. She looked down at her crumbled map trying to locate where she exactly was, as she started to trace her finger along a red line on the map she bumped into a hard body.

"Quinn?"

She didn't even have to look up to know whose face belonged to that angelic voice. Quinn's face hardened as she looked up.

"Jesse St. James." Quinn tried to sound as pleasant as possible but it if she was being honest with herself she didn't like the guy. No one at McKinley did, it had turned into some sort of tradition at her high school now, they had all joined the "I hate Jesse St. James Fan club".

Quinn tried not to look him straight in the eye as a concentrated look formed on his face, obviously he was thinking of something to say to fill the silence between them.

"So, um what are you doing here?" Jesse asked looking down at her as a smile formed on his face.

"I'm here for the summer with my mother." Quinn replied.

She stood there swaying and starting nodding her head. She was about to open her mouth to say she had to run but she finally admitted to herself that she was lost – no matter how much she told herself she knew where she was going.

"For the past hour I've been wandering around trying convince myself I'm not lost but clearly I'm just lying to myself." She bit her lip and started playing with her hands. "Do you think maybe you could point me in the direction of the beach?" She said quickly, quickly enough her last sentence could have been one word.

She smiled as she thought of what to say next "Of course if Jesse St. James can take a moment out of his very busy schedule."

Jesse smiled and let out a light laugh.

"Well" Jesse said as he let out a sigh. "I guess I could spare a moment for you, Quinn. I do owe you one."

Quinn raised one eyebrow and turned her head to the side. Yeah, he owed her a big one. He did after all screw her whole team over and break a fellow team member's heart (but Quinn didn't really care about that part too much.)

He grabbed her shoulders gently and spun her around slowly both now facing the opposite direction.

"Well firstly the beach is that way." He said pointing his finger as his arm casually rested on her shoulder for a second.

"Oh," Quinn didn't know why she seemed so embarrassed but she was. She didn't ever want to seem ditzy to anyone especially Jesse St. James who did everything better than everyone else.

Jesse smiled and let out a light laugh as he watched her rosy cheeks turn a rose red.

"Look, I'll walk you there okay?"

Quinn shrugged, accepted his offer and started walking in the right direction.

"So you had the baby."

"Mhm," Quinn replied, trying not to let her smile fill her face. She couldn't help it, all the tears that fell from her eyes in the past nine months were worth it. She did an amazing thing; she brought a life into the world. She gave someone the most ultimate gift – motherhood.

Silence fell again as they turned a corner. She could hear the waves more clearly now. She wondered if her answer to Jesse's observation was harsh, sure she didn't leave her answer up for discussion but she really did not want to discuss it with Jesse.

"So I hear Finn and Rachel finally shacked up"

Quinn rolled her eyes. She didn't want to hear about Finn and her.

Jesse laughed as he watched her reaction. "You seem so pleased for them," he said in a sarcastic tone.

She looked down at the pathway, worrying if he was judging her.

"You know, it's not like I don't want him to be happy. I hurt him even though he was the person I loved the most. I've made mistakes, done some bad things but that doesn't make me a cruel person," she said trying to cover up all her emotions that were rushing to the surface.

Jesse stopped. Quinn stopped to see what he was doing, all he did was look at her. He turned his head and when Quinn looked up in his eyes she couldn't completely tell what he was thinking. But if she looked deep enough she saw understanding.

They started walking again and all Quinn could think about was how all this time she had judged him but she was no different from him. Like she said she had made mistakes, just like him. She was no better than him.

The beach air hit Quinn's face like a bus. The smell was amazing. They reached the shore and Quinn threw off her shoes and laid her towel down on the warm sand that was now tangling around Quinn's toes. Quinn didn't strip down to her bikini for two reasons. The first was the fact that she still had her post pregnancy body and she didn't feel good about herself at all. The second was that Quinn wasn't there to sunbathe. Quinn was there to take it all in. Watch people she didn't know, watch their world, she wanted to feel like all her actions didn't affect the rest of the world.

Quinn sat there, closing her eyes and feeling the sun on her face. It took her to a moment to remember Jesse. She turned her head around and looked up at Jesse, trying to hide the forming smile on her face. Jesse was still there, looking down at her with an undesirable look on his face. Was he trying to figure her out?

Quinn turned her head back around in direction of the water. She smiled.

"You can sit down if you want to," she said in almost a whisper.

Jesse moved slowly, he slowly lowered himself close to Quinn and sat down. Quinn noted that his breathing was heavy, she didn't understand why, all she knew was that as she looked through her golden hair that covered the side of her face she saw Jesse was looking at her, lost in thought.