Disclaimer: I do not own Glee and a such none of these characters are mine.

"Hey babe, I'm home." Sam Evans shouted into the quiet New York apartment, it was only eleven in the morning and he was just getting back from his job as a security guard. He waited to hear footsteps but they never began so he began walking from room to room.

"Babe?" He looked in the kitchen last but when his wife was nowhere to be found he began panicking a little, where was she this early? Since high school Sam had let his hair go back to brown after being sick of dying it for years. So as he pulled his cell to his ear he heard a phone ringing on the opposite side of the living room where he now stood. 'Damnit Quinn.' He muttered under his breath. He was ready to call one of the blonde's friends but stopped when he heard a set of keys outside the front door.

Reaching it before his wife could open it he stared at her though she seemed cheerful. "Oh, hey honey, back so early." She placed a light kiss to his lips and walked past him into their home.

"Where have you been?" His voice had a hint of worry in it, but it was also a little harsh.

"I went out, I had to get something." She refused to look him in the eyes, instead she straightened the already perfect couch cushions. "Like what?" She was expecting him to ask but she wasn't sure if she wanted to tell just yet so she tried to end it. Walking up to the brunette man she placed another kiss on him, this time on his chin before snuggling up to him. "I can't tell you, it would ruin the surprise wouldn't it?"

He didn't seem amused. "You left without a note,without your phone at 11am. I'd like to know what's so important." Normally he would gave with a small cuddle but not this time.

She let out a heavy sigh before reaching into the back pocket of her jean and presenting two tickets. "I figured since it's your night off that we could go. Apparently it's really good." As her husband looked at the tickets his eyes flew over the word Broadway and went straight to the name of the show.

"You want to go to Le Mis? Tonight?" He didn't get a verbal answer, just a nod as Quinn stood, looking at him with her hazel eyes. It was his turn to sigh, if she wanted to go badly enough to get up this early then who was he to deny her? "Fine, we'll go." A smile spread across his wife's face and she went to hug him but was stopped as he raised his hand. "As long as you let me get plenty of rest today." He lowered his hand again, embracing his wife. The two stood there for a couple of minutes, Sam was just enjoy the feel of having his wife in his arms. Meanwhile Quinn was just trying not to get too excited, tonight she would see her again.

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The night the two were dressed up nicely, Quinn was in a full length deep blue dress while Sam wore a simple suit and black tie. They left for the theater at seven, despite having to be there at eight they didn't want to get caught in traffic. Upon arrival, the couple stood out front waiting to be allowed in, after about five minutes there was a bunch of scream, the two instantly looked to find where the noise was coming from, they saw a crowd but that wasn't what kept their attention. In the middle of the crowd was a very familiar looking woman. Brunette, chocolate eyes, beautiful figure. Quinn only had one word for her these days though. "Rachel."

Almost as if on cue the star of the show looked in their direction and though she was smiling with her fans her grin seemed to threatened to do some serious damage then she noticed who she was looking at. Unfortunately she was then quickly escorted inside, but not without waving first. Sam spoke first after that.

"Wow, Rachel Berry, didn't know she was in this." He looked down to see his wife still staring at where her former enemy once stood. "Babe?"
"She looked beautiful." Was the response he got which confused him a little but he shook it off as the doors were opened for the people attending to enter. As they moved inside they handed their tickets to one of the people who worked their, the man then quickly spoke up. "Sam and Quinn Evans?" The couple nodded. "Great, here are your backstage passes as per order of Ms. Berry. You can either choose to go their now or after the performance."

They chose to go backstage afterwards since they'd never seen this show before and wanted to experience it. So taking their seats they got ready for a brand new experience. Once the show was done the couple were able to make their way backstage, eventually finding the dressing room of the one and only Rachel Berry, knocking they waited, unsure of what exactly lay on the other side.

A/N: So, what did you think? First time trying writing FF, so feel free to be honest.