"May I please have the house wine?"
"And a virgin club soda for me, thank you."
Rachel raised an eyebrow at her highly fertile friend who had a baby in high school. Quinn laughed, "Oh it's not what you're thinking, I'm just the designated driver tonight so I'm going sober."
Rachel let out a sigh of relief. Although her friend was older than she had been last time she had been sleeping with Noah Puckerman, or Puck, she was still merely 22 and not ready for baby number two.
The waitress came back with the drinks and the girls began a conversation about Rachel's new role on Broadway.
They were interrupted rather quickly by their Latina friend bursting into the N. Y Aren't You Drunk Yet bar. "Now it's time to get this party started! Woah! Hey where are my friends. You know that show where it's like see no one told you life was gonna be this way..." She collapsed into the arms of her fiancé, Brittany Pierce.
"Woops... I think I lost my balance there... Woah look at my hand... It's like we're all tied together in the universe..."
Rachel gave Quinn a questioning look and Brittany replied, "Oh yeah so I was walking down the street and this guy was running from the cops and he like gave me this brownie so I took it. He was very nice for a darthzilla man. So I was like hey I don't like brownies because one tried to kill me so I gave it to my best bitch instead because she can fight off the cocoarillas. Obviously though they invaded her mind."
The other two girls looked at her blankly as Santana continued to marvel at the back of her hand.
The blonde finally replied, "Britt, I think the brownie was spiked with weed." Rachel nodded in confirmation.
Brittany rolled her eyes, "No he couldn't have spiked it with weeds, he obviously was a darthzilla and those live in space where there are no plants and only come down to give the chosen girls pastries and a variety of other sweets. Now I have to use the bathroom see you soon!"
Quinn and Rachel shares a look but decided to drop the topic. After noticing the heap of clothes on the floor sobbing about a broken twig, the girls helped Santana into her seat. Quinn beckoned for the waitress to come
over. "Hi can I have a hot chocolate with lime in it and the hottest chicken wings you've got topped with Carmel? Thanks." The waitress did a double take but went to get the drink and wings all the same.
Upon noticing the questioning look from Rachel, Fabray explained, "When her and Britt were doing their party tour a couple years back they stopped by New Haven whenever there was news of a party at Yale that drifted towards them. Let's just say they got high quite a few times and after trial and error, I found that this combo gets them sober within 15 minutes."
Rachel looked at her impressed as the waitress set down their rather unusual order. Ms. Berry prompted a conversation with Quinn as she shoved the marijuana remedy down Santana's throat.
"So how was Hawaii Miss I-Haven't-Seen-My-Boyfriend-In-Six-Months-Because-He-Was-Overseas?" She wiggled her eyebrows causing Quinn to blush.
"Oh there was a lot of that in the beginning. I don't think we saw any of the island for the first two days. I'm still kinda sore from the time we kept going for two steamy, passionate hours full of..." She trailed off realizing what she was saying and the fact that Rachel was pulling a disgusted face.
"But, BUT, on the third day we went out into Oahu and it was beautiful. We went to Honolulu and he took me to this restaurant there and... Just look at the picture I took."
Rachel smiled at her friend and how happy she was, and then looked down at the picture she was flashing her on her phone. Her smile quickly turned into a look of horror. "Um... Quinn...That's very nice that he showed you that but..."
"I know! Isn't he a great guy! I mean I know in high school he wasn't always the best person in the world, but he's matured. And I mean look at it! It's so big and long I could barely fit it into my mouth!"
Rachel still looked appalled at her friend. "Look Quinn that's great but I really don't want to see your boyfriend's... You know.."
Quinn gave her a quizzical look and drew her eyes down to the picture showed on her phone. Her face soon matched Rachel's. "Wrong wiener, wrong weiner! Sorry that pictures from Day 1 of the trip... Here's the hot dog."
Rachel let out a sigh of relief as she peered down at the ketchup covered hot dog. Suddenly Brittany appeared looking happy.
"I went to the bathroom but then I got lost and ended up at the bakery across the way. They said I could take whatever I wanted if I didn't harm the children so free cupcakes and cookies for the table!"
Quinn, Rachel, and a recently soberish Santana looked at her shocked. Rachel got up and grabbed the sweets. Brittany looked confused so she explained, "I'm going to go pay for these because I will feel guilty forever eating stolen marshmallow nut cookies." With a flash of hair she ran out the bar and began to trek to the bakery.
Brittany looked offended by this gesture, but Santana distracted her by inviting the two of us out to the dance floor. We bounced around to the songs "A Little Party Never Kill Nobody" and "Raise Your Glass."
A voice shouted from the DJ stand, "And now it's time to slow it down a little bit. For our first couples dance we have a request from a Noah. Enjoy." he concluded with a raspy voice. Quinn moved back to their table so she wouldn't feel s so out of place. She took her phone out to text Rachel and see when she was gonna be back. Then a familiar tune began to fill Quinn's ears.
You're not alone, together we stand
I'll be by your side you know I'll take your hand
When it gets cold, and it feels like the end
There's no place to go you know I won't give in
No I won't give in
Memories flooded into her mind, of the first time she heard this song as well as the last and all the times in between. Puck had this quirk that she rather enjoyed where he played this song at extremely romantic and important moments in their lives.
After they officially got together when they came for the death of Glee club, he played it that night in bed. When he came back from his six month deployment, he sent her a link to this song as he walked out of the airport.
The memories faded and she heard another verse begin.
So far away, I wish you were here
Before it's too late this could all disappear
Before the doors close, and it comes to an end
With you by my side I will fight and defend
Fantasy began to develop in her imagination as well. She could see herself in a crisp white dress dancing on a red tile floor. A white veil flowing behind her head and white sandals surrounding her feet. She looked up and saw her true love in his uniform looking unbelievably handsome. He twirled her and dipped her and everything in between. The music continued.
There's nothing you can say (Nothing you can say)
Nothing you could do (Nothing you could do)
There's no other way when it comes to the truth so
She was awaken from her fantasy by an abrupt tap on the shoulder. She let out a mini scream and turned around to yell at Rachel, but instead saw Puck looking down at her.
"Was my awesomeness just too much for you to handle?"
She gave him a playful scowl and punched him in the arm (slightly less playfully).
We held out his arm for her nevertheless, which she accepted. He led her out to the dance floor and they swayed until end of the song.
Keep holding on (Keep holding on)
'Cause you know we'll make it through
We'll make it through-Oh-Oh
They leaned into each other and shared a passionate yet sweet kiss, like a church kiss from The Wedding Singer. After pulling apart they simply swayed at the spot, staring into each other eyes. A new song, "Jar of Hearts," began to play, but they failed to notice.
"What are you doing here?" She asked as she rubbed his face and arms, as if she was worried he would disappear forever.
He chuckled and took her hands into his, "Well I took off work to come to see you as soon as I heard of what was happening down there." He placed a hand to her stomach causing her to blush. She started talking while watching her toes.
"I was scared you'd be mad. I mean I know we talked about it and said that we'd be fine IF there was an accident but..."
He put a finger on her lips and tilted her head up, staring into her teary and emotional eyes, "We are ready to do this. I know we are. You have a stable job as well as me. I know it's going to be hard with me gone a lot but we can make it work. You got me?"
She nodded and pulled his face into a deep and long kiss. She still looked worried when they broke apart, "What's wrong Q?"
She hugged his chest and said, "Rachel doesn't think we're ready. Earlier I ordered a non-alcoholic drink and she suspected I was pregnant. When I lied my ass off she seemed relieved. I don't know if I can do this if my friends don't even believe in me."
Puck had been subconsciously petting her hair, and brought her closer as the sobs continued. After a while he led them outside because of some funny looks they were receiving from other guests.
"Quinnie, don't get worked up about this. Rachel's opinion shouldn't define our future. The only thing that matters is I believe in you. I told you that the night I gave you this."
He pulled on the chain of her necklace revealing the wedding ring that had been hidden in her dress. "Let's tell them together. Tomorrow night."
"What the pregnancy or the proposal?"
"How about a little bit of both?"
With that he led her to his car and they drove away, Quinn completely forgetting about the friends and the car she was leaving behind.
When they reached her apartment they retreated to the bedroom immediately. Quinn's phone began to ring but both ignored it. They were in the moment and nothing could interfere with that.
When they were curled in bed, Quinn decided to listen to the message real fast. She made an excuse to leave and rushed to the balcony. With great surprise she heard Rachel's voice, "Quinn I need you to bail me out of jail right now. They're arresting me for stealing those sweets. HELP ME!"
