I just want to put a warning on this fic: It is going to happen throughout the glee kids summer, meaning many things are going to happen. Everything that has happened in the show so far, has happened in this story (besides Quinn getting a haircut, don't ask). Fabrevans will not be together in the beginning, if you can't handle other ships then I suggest you not read this. Of course Fabrevans is end game in this fic, and Sam and Quinn will be the main characters. I love reviews, whether they are good or bad. I don't own anything glee related.

Chapter 1: The Proposal

Sam Evans watched as she walked into the back entrance of the church, practically skipping up the main aisle, and taking a seat near the front. He on the other hand chose a seat near the back to tend to his brother and sister in case they got out of hand. She always seemed so happy to be there, plastering a smile on her face as she greeted the elderly. She opened the small purse in her hands, letting her blonde curls fall around her face as she rummaged through it. Today she had worn a yellow summer dress, with a white cardigan. Sam wanted nothing more to go up to her and talk like they used too, but both of them knew it would take some time and effort. They had already been getting closer since she started helping him out last month, but they both decided it would be best to work on their friendship.

Quinn Fabray was her name, the girl he had been in love with earlier this year. The girl he sometimes thought he was still in love with, but everyone who knew him said she wasn't worth it after she cheated on him. They told him to just forget about her somehow, it didn't seem hard for her to forget him when she went right back to Finn. It killed him when he had seen her run out of his car not too long ago at the church, with tears streaming down her face. The only thing Sam could think of was wrapping his arms around her and telling her it would be okay, that he still loved her. Although the only relationship they had recently was Quinn coming over to babysit. It wasn't much but it was a nice start on becoming friends. But now, he had a rather large favor to ask her, and with summer just starting he wasn't sure if he wanted her to agree.

Sam stood from the pew he was seated in, "I'll be right back," he assured Stacey and Stevie, "Don't move." He walked down the same path Quinn had taken to get to her seat, sliding in next to her. "Hey Quinn," he said, while she looked up from digging in her purse.

"Hi Sam!" She smiled, "How are you? Is everything okay?" she asked trying to make small talk.

"Everything is fine right now...I just have sort of a big favor to ask you," he said as his right arm instinctively went up to touch the back of his neck as he looked down.

Quinn set the purse down folding her hands in her lap, "Yeah sure, what is it?"

"Well, you have to promise to think about it."

She laughed a little, "I promise."

"And promise that you won't just say yes because you feel bad for me," he asked seriously.

Quinn nodded, "I promise."

Sam looked back up at her, she always seemed genuine when she talked to him, he wasn't sure if he could believe her. "Well I kind of picked up an extra job for over the summer, it pays pretty well, a lot better than just delivering pizzas."

"That's great Sam," she smiled putting her hand on his shoulder.

He hated when she touched him, bringing back old memories of when they could do anything around each other. He tried to quickly focus back on the topic at hand, and not her hand on his shoulder. "The thing is...it's during the day. And I know that when you come over to help watch my brother and sister I'm usually there too. But well, what I was wondering is if you would be able to watch them by yourself for a while," Sam finished awkwardly as Quinn's hand still rested on his shoulder.

She nodded in response, "Yes, I would love too!"

"I mean, I wouldn't be able to pay you, at least not yet," Sam said avoiding her smiling face. "I told you to think about it," he joked.

When she took her hand off his shoulder, he should have felt relieved, but he just wanted it back now. "What's there to think about? It's summer, I need to get out of the house, and Stacey and Stevie are just little angels," she said grinning.

"Really, are you sure Quinn? I don't want you just agreeing because you feel like you have too," he said trying to get her to change her mind.

She wrapped her arms around him in a hug, "Don't worry about it Sam. I want to do it. I want to help you," she said, still smiling as she pulled away.

"Thanks a lot Q, I'm going to find some way to repay you," he said standing up as the pastor started to make his way towards the front.

She smiled back at him, "Don't even worry about it. We'll talk more after church?" She asked, as he responded with a nod heading back to his seat.

Quinn watched as Sam walked away, his hands stuck in his back pockets as he made his way back down the aisle. She was glad he asked her to do something for him, it would get her out of the house, and away from her mother's judgmental comments. She also secretly wished the pair would just get to spend more time together.

Quinn could hear her phone vibrate in the purse by her feet, as the pastor finally started the service. She casually reached down to grab it, quickly reading that she had received a text message from Puck. "Babe, when can I see you again?"

She rolled her eyes at the message, quickly composing a reply. "Why would you want too after last night?" She hit send leaving the phone in her lap. Quinn did feel bad for texting in church, but she was a teenager, she silently prayed God would forgive her.

Quinn felt the phone vibrate in her lap again. "Last night was whatever. I just need to see you."

"Stop texting me, I'm at church." Quinn's fingers flew across the keyboard as she kept her eyes on the speaking pastor.

"Be there in a few babe." Puck replied.

Quinn read the text message, sighing quickly to herself. "Stop calling me that. And no, don't come." She sent back to him, but before she knew it, she heard the doors in the back of the church slam close, and heads flip to see what the commotion was. Puck walked up the aisle as everyone stared at him, besides the pastor who continued talking. "What are you doing here?" she shot at him, as he slid into the pew, wrapping his arm around her. Quinn couldn't help but look behind her in Sam's direction, who seemed to be clearly focused on the bible in his lap.

"I knew you'd be here, and I wanted to hang out," he shrugged as his leg started bouncing up and down.

Even though she was mad at him, Quinn leaned into his strong arm around her, "Are you confused that this is church?" she whispered, "You'd never come here."

Puck watched the pastor, relaxing into the pew a bit. "Be quiet Quinn, this is my favorite part," he said.

Quinn rolled her eyes, she could tell he was being sarcastic, but at least he was no longer making a scene. She watched his leg bounce up and down, bringing back memories from the night before.

Quinn stood at her front door in shorts and a tank top. "I can't believe you called me over here for a bug," Puck said walking into her house.

"It's huge, I've spent the past 10 minutes staring at it, and now I feel like it's on me," she shuddered as she closed the door behind him.

Puck walked up her main stairs, knowing exactly where her bedroom was, as Quinn followed. "And you couldn't just kill it?"

Her eyebrows shot up as they reached her door, "No, that is awful," she said as she walked into the room before him. "It was right here," she pointed to a vacant spot on her hardwood floor. "I know you should have just came in, now what am I going to do? I can't sleep in here," she whined bringing her hand to her forehead.

"Calm down Quinn, I'll find it," he said as he started to look around the floor.

Quinn walked over to her bed, looking beneath it. "Oh, what if it's in my bed? What if it's pregnant and has its babies in here?" Puck walked up beside her as she ranted, "Or what if it already has a family and now they're going to come and…"

"Oh my god, it's hanging right there," Puck yelled pointing to a spot near Quinn's head, making her jump into his arms.

"Get it away! Get it away!' she yelled as she grabbed onto him.

He looked down at her, with a small smirk on his face, "I didn't realize you were that afraid of spiders," he said calmly.

Quinn hit him on the shoulder, even though his other arm was still draped around her. "You were lying? You jerk," she yelled at him, almost playfully.

"So what if I was?" he asked looking into her eyes.

She looked back at him, her face getting closer to his. "I'd be very angry with you," she breathed.

"Oh, would you now?" he said, and with that he leaned in kissing her quickly. Quinn's arms went up behind his neck, while his hands traveled down to her waist as she felt his tongue try to poke inside her mouth.

Quinn didn't know why she was kissing him, besides the fact that she had felt lonely. Which was really the only reason she called Puck over here, there was a spider but she had taken care of it hours ago. She just felt like she needed someone, and Puck had loved her last year.

He pulled away, also pulling his shirt up and over his head. "What are you doing?" Quinn asked, breathing heavily.

"Just go with it," he sighed before he brought his lips back to hers, and now he had pushed her back on her bed getting on top of her. Puck's lips made their way down to her neck, causing a small moan to come out of Quinn's lips. "That's it baby," he said in between kisses.

Quinn could feel him rub his hard on against her thigh, making her moan again. He moved his hand up under her tank top, carefully grazing her breasts. She bit her lip, taking to not making any more noise, as much as she didn't approve of her current actions, it just felt so good. "Puck," she breathed.

"I love when you say my name," he said as he began sucking on her neck, and his hands pulled on the hem of her tank top. Her small hand went down to the button of his jeans, because she knew he couldn't take it anymore as he continued to rub up against her leg. While the other reason was she didn't want him taking her shirt off, still unsure of how far she wanted this to go, she had successfully undid his pants and he had slid them down.

Puck finally went to pull the shirt over her head, before Quinn stopped him, "Don't," she said through moans as he started nibbling on her neck.

"But you're just so…" Puck started, as Quinn started rubbing him through his boxers, '..h-hot," he finished. Quinn abruptly stopped moving her hand pulling away, making Puck let out an angry moan, "What the hell?"

Quinn tried to pull herself up, as Puck still hovered over her. "I-I just can't," she said as she felt tears well up in her eyes.

Puck looked at her, as he moved so she could fully sit up. "God Quinn, please don't cry," he pleaded, "I'm sorry, everything is my fault."

Quinn looked up making sure the tears wouldn't fall. "It's nothing," she bit the inside of her mouth. "If you want to finish off in the bathroom feel free," she said pulling her legs up under her Indian style.

Puck's shoulders fell as he continued to watch her, "What time does your mom get home?"

"I don't know not until early tomorrow morning. She's out with her new drinking buddies," she sighed rolling her eyes.

Puck stood from the bed, holding his jeans up, "I'll be right back," he said as Quinn stared at him with a confused look. "I'm not going to leave you here alone with that scary bug," he said with a smirk as he walked out into the hallway.

A small smile formed on Quinn's face as he left the room, and she got under the covers. She couldn't help but remember the old times with him, but also the only reason why he was here now was because she was lonely.

Quinn felt someone gently shaking her, and whispering her name. "What?" she said snapping out of her own mind.

"I've been trying to get your attention for the past five minutes," Puck said, "Church is about to end."

Quinn looked around at everyone who had their heads bowed, she quickly followed suit waiting for the pastor to say amen. She looked up at Puck as everyone stood up, "I just have to go talk to Sam really quickly," she said leaning away from his arm.

"What the hell, why? I wanted to hang out with you," he said remaining in the pew.

Quinn stood up, "It'll only take a minute."

"What does the homeless need now?" Puck asked rolling his eyes.

Quinn retaliated by hitting him on the shoulder, "He is our friend, it doesn't matter where he lives," she said before walking off to the back of the church. "Hey Sam and Stevie and Stacey," Quinn said with a small laugh.

"Quinne! Guess who is coming over tomorrow?" Stacey yelled wrapping her arms around Quinn, "You are that is who!"

"Oh am I?" Quinn asked hugging her back.

"Why don't you two, go sit over there and not make any noise," she suggested as they shockingly obeyed.

"So your job starts tomorrow?" Quinn asked, adjusting the purse on her shoulder.

Sam nodded, sticking his hands in his pockets, "Yeah, I was wondering if you could come over at like 8 in the morning. My shift doesn't start until 10, but we could use the time to talk about stuff since you probably want to get going," Sam said as he looked up to see Puck coming toward them.

"That sounds good," Quinn said, as Puck came up behind her, wrapping his arm around her waist.

"Sam," he said with a greeting nod. "I want to get out of here," Puck said to Quinn.

"Okay, okay we're going," Quinn replied annoyed, "I'll see you tomorrow Sam!"

As Sam watched them walk off he could have sworn he heard Puck ask why she would be seeing him. A smile flashed on Sam's face over the fact that Noah Puckerman was actually jealous of him for once.