"I just can't do this anymore puck." Quinn Fabray sensed that he was behind her. She always knew when Puck was near, There were always major butterflies. But she ignored them as she turned to face him.
"Quinn. Please just come home. I'll make it..." But Quinn interrupted,
"Don't you dare say better. What are you going to do Puck?"
"I..."
"Puck I'm PREGNANT. With our daughter. But I'm not going to let that stop me from getting out here. I'm done being a Lima-Loser."
"Quinn please just give me a chance..." Puck drifted off, staring at Quinn as she shook her head.
"No, Puck. I ran out of chances to give you." She was sobbing now, but she ignored it.
"Quinn trust me." Puck's voice cracked.
"Look what happened the last time you said that." She paused and looked at the crushed look on his face. "Puck I love you. So much. But I have to go." She kissed him, urgently and passionately before turning around and boarding her plane.