- A/N; I don't own Glee.

I've this story in my head since the hiatus between the end of season 2 and beginning of 3 and I finally got to writing it out. I'm well aware I haven't finished "Lost Somewhere", if you've read it. I do plan to, I'm just very stuck. The song I listened to for this chapter was Arms by Christina Perri. And in case you wonder the 'it' they bring up will eventually be explained, if you stay with this story. Lastly, if you take the time to read this, I love you :] Please, please, PLEASE, review. I would love it so much.

PS, the Quaine is all friendship. Not romantic.

"I'm going to miss you so much, Luce." It's barely above a whisper and in a second she's flying across the jungle gym and into his arms. His breath hitches in his throat and he shakes when he hears sobs racking through the small girl's body. He grasps at her shoulders - they're so thin and bony, she's been eating less and less since it happened. He understands, he's been adjusting too. They both ended up on all the same medications, but knowing today was their last day together, neither took them, both wanting to be fully there for their goodbyes.

"Blaine, what's going to happen now?" She sobs, clutching to his chest. She wants to stay, but she knows it isn't safe. She feels him take a deep breath as he wipes away her tears and forces her to look at him.

"We're going to do what we have to. We need to protect ourselves, Luce. We have to do different things we have to change and-"

"Run? That's what we're doing, Blaine, we're running away. Don't you want to be strong Blainers? Why are we running?"

He breathes deep again. He's not sure what to say. He doesn't want to run, but he knows they have to. It just isn't safe anymore.

"Do you think we'll meet again, Lucy?" She looks up, confused. His tone isn't normal, he sounds so sad and defeated. From that point on, she knows that she has to be strong too. They both do. No matter what life throws at them.

"Yeah. Yeah I do. We're soul mates, Blaine. Our destinies are intertwined."

He chuckles and plays with a strand of her long auburn hair. The thought, it's amusing.

"Lucy, we cant be soul mates, I'm-"

"Yes Blainers, you're gay. I know, I was there when realization smacked you in that thick head of yours," she smiles and looks at him with tears in her eyes, "but I still think you're my soul mate. I don't think a soul mate necessarily means a romantic bond. I think it just means strong. Like my soul was split in pieces and one was placed beside yours and our souls just like, combined and we have each other forever."

He smiles back at her and kisses her nose. It's different now; when she stopped eating and they decided it was best to leave the area, she asked to get a nose job. She wanted to look different, and he still doesn't agree, but thinks she's still as beautiful as she was months ago.

"Pieces of a soul?" He says, amused.

"Yes, pieces. Because you can have more than one soul mate. One day, you're going to meet a beautiful boy and you're going to sweep him off his feet." She finally moves from his embrace and stares into the distance from the top of the slide.

He laughs, loud and real - she hasn't heard him sound happy in a month. It's a wonderful sound and she smiles big. "No boy will ever love me with this crazy mop of hair and huge glasses. I look like a total dork."

She laughs with him and takes he own glasses off. She turns around and stares into his eyes. "You're right. You do. But someone will see what I see and more, and he'll love you."

He just smiles and hugs her again. They're the same height now and he can honestly say he's okay with it. He doesn't mind being short that much.

"I'm going to go by Quinn, when I'm gone. I wanted to tell you. So when we finally get out of here, maybe…maybe you'll find me faster." She looks at him and waits for an answer. He purses his lips and runs a hand through his hair. He lets her go and walks away from the slide and leans against the bars of the play ground.

"Luce, Lucy, I'm scared. For you, for me, for Sugar. We're not safe, not 'til we're gone. You understand that, right?" He looks at her and she nods, tears forming in her eyes. He continues softly, "If we find each other before we get out of the damn state, we have to be careful, okay? We can't be, we can't be ourselves. You'll be Quinn, and I'll be, well, different too. I don't think I can handle a different name, but I wont really be me. Not until we're out of here. It isn't safe, angel. We could put ourselves in danger, or anyone we're friends with. We have to be careful." He licks his lips and grabs her hand, "We have to stay safe."

She nods a few times, processing what he said. She knows in her heart Blaine is right, but it hurts so much. Him and Sugar, they're her best friends. Neither of them even got to say goodbye to Sugar. At least they had this.

"Lucy." He says quietly.

"Blaine." She whispers, looking up at him with tears and biting her lip. He sighs, and holds her in his arms again.

"I'll find you, Lucy Quinn Fabray. I'll find you and we'll go live in New York or Boston or Los Angeles, some big city, and we'll both be married and you'll be the surrogate of my kids and we will be friends for our lives and after, because we're soul mates, like you said. I promise you, Luce, I'll find you."

She nods and neither talk. Their time together is coming to an end, but neither want to go. But they know they have to.

Blaine stares at the playground in the distance with longing. He remembers being here with Lucy- no, Quinn, all those years ago. They've both grown up now, and kept to their promises. It's so hard for him, but he's not sure about her.

She doesn't speak to him, and tries not to look at him. He understands she's keeping to their pact, but it hurts him so much to know he can't share that with Kurt. He loves Kurt and he's one hundred and ten percent sure that a piece of his is also with Kurt and all he wants is to tell Quinn. But he knows that he cant do that.

"Sweetie, are you coming? That cool diner is just down the block." He here an angelic voice, Kurt's voice, from behind him. Blaine takes one last look at the park, and turns around. He pulls Kurt into his arms and kisses him with as much love as he can. The taller boy is surprised, but responds immediately, wrapping his arms around his boyfriend's neck and smiling. After a while, they break apart and Blaine is trying to keep tears back. He doesn't cry much anymore, but Kurt brings every real feeling from Blaine's heart and soul.

"Honey, not that I mad, but what was that for?" Kurt says as they walk towards the diner. Blaine turns again to the park and he can almost see a group of friends playing on the swings.

A small brunette with a long French braid is giggling, while another girl with pigtails and glasses is on the swing and boy with a mop of curly hair is sitting on the ground, laughing loudly as the girls see who can jump the highest

He blinks and they're gone. Blaine smiles softly and turns back to Kurt, grabbing his hand kissing it.

"For loving me and my crazy hair."

His boyfriend just laughs and holds his hand as they enter the small diner. Blaine knows that he's not being careful, being back here with Kurt, but it's been so long that he's not sure it matter.

But he figures, maybe some things are worth risking.

"You put your arms around me

And I believe that it's easier for you to let me go

You put your arms around me and I'm home."