Hi, guys. This is just gonna be a collection of random Fabrevans ideas that pop in my head or that you suggest to me either on tumblr or here. Most will probably be oneshots, if they'll have more than one part, I'll let you know. I'm really sorry that I haven't been writing for Everlasting or Unintended Happiness. You guys know about my depression, and if you follow me on tumblr, then you know that one of my friends that I have known since I was five, died on February 2nd. Today's her 14th birthday, actually. Ugh. Well, that's enough of that.

Prompt: Sam and Quinn stuck in a elevator, takes place after season 2 is over, Samcedes never happened.

Sam sighed as the teller behind the desk handed him his bank deposit. "There you are, Mr. Evans, your account is now closed." The redhead said much too mumbled thanks before leaving the office and going into the hall, heading towards the elevator. He pushed the down button, sighing tiredly, running a hand through his messy hair.

School had just let out two weeks ago. As far as summer was going, it hadn't been too exciting so far and he doubted it would be anytime soon. He hadn't gotten much sleep lately. His dad had finally gotten a job. The only problem was that it was back in Tennessee, near Nashville. They were leaving Lima the day after next. Sam sighed again.

He didn't want to leave. Lima had brought him good things. Glee Club, football, friends…. And Quinn. She was still the best thing that happened to him in Lima, no matter how their relationship had ended. He closed his eyes, waiting for the elevator doors to slide open. He heard the faint ping! of the doors opening.

"Sam?" He suddenly heard a voice question. He knew that voice from anywhere. It was timid and shy… and it was her. Sam opened his eyes. Sure enough, there she stood in the middle of the open elevator, sporting a soft pink dress with a white cardigan. He felt his breath catch in his throat.

"Q…" He said softly as he stepped into the elevator beside her. He stole another glance at her as the silver doors slid shut. She looked as if she'd been crying. Sam tried not to stare, but she was just so beautiful… he could never help it.

Neither of them said anything; the only sound to be heard was the whirring of the elevator going downward, floor by floor. Quinn suddenly gazed back at him, her hazel eyes red rimmed.

"H-How are you?" Sam asked her, breaking the silence. He watched as she bit her lip, giving a tiny half smile.

Suddenly the elevator lights flickered. Once, then twice. He heard Quinn whisper, "Oh, no…. not again." The elevator gave a slight shake before stopping completely, the lights going out. Sam let out a huff. Just his luck.

He turned to Quinn's direction. He could scarcely see her, leaning against the wall of the small boxy elevator, arms crossed over her chest.

"This has been happening a lot lately. It should work again in about twenty minutes." She whispered.

Sam didn't need to ask how she knew this. Her father worked at the bank, and Sam knew that she came to his work before they went to lunch once or twice a month. No doubt her father was also the reason she had been crying.

"If this happens so often, why don't you take the stairs?" Sam asked curiously.

Quinn shrugged. "So, what are you doing here? Deposit?" She questioned.

"Yes and no. I closed my account." Sam explained.

Quinn gazed up at him. "Why? You were saving that money for college, Sam." She said.

Sam raised an eyebrow. "Well, yeah, I was, but circumstances change." He replied.

He drew in a deep breath. He had known he'd have to tell someone from school sometime… he'd just hoped it wouldn't be Quinn. She was the one he wanted to leave least. "I-I'm moving." Sam said, feeling a lump form in his throat.

He saw Quinn lean forward in the darkness. "W-What? Where?" She asked.

Sam leaned against the wall opposite of her. "Back to Tennessee. My Dad… he finally got a job. A good one, Quinn. W-We're leaving day after tomorrow." He said. He watched as her shoulders slumped.

She was silent for a moment, her eyes scanning the ground, her front teeth biting her bottom lip. "You've known, haven't you?... You've known for a while, a-and you didn't tell us. You didn't tell the Glee Club… or me." She whispered after a moment, sounding hurt.

"Quinn, I-I couldn't tell you guys. I wanted to, but it was too much. Then, it would mean that it was really goodbye. That I would never see you guys again." Sam replied.

Quinn suddenly turned to face him. He could see her eyes burning.

"You're leaving, Sam! This is really goodbye! How could you not tell me until now?" She shouted. He could hear the tears in her voice.

"Because, Quinn, you're the one that I didn't want to say goodbye to!" Sam yelled back.

Quinn stiffened. "W-What?" She asked.

Sam exhaled deeply. "I don't want to say goodbye to you, Quinn. I-I just can't. And you know why, Quinn? Do you know why?" He shouted, finally letting all his pent up emotions free.

Quinn flinched.

"Because I love you. I still love you, Quinn, and I don't want to leave you." He finished, breathing deeply.

Several tears cracked out of Quinn's eyes, leaving a silvery trail running down her cheeks. "Too late for that, Sam, because you know what? You already left me! When you broke up with me!" She screamed.

Sam scoffed. "Come on, Quinn! You ended it before I did! You cheated with Finn!" He exclaimed.

"I know, Sam, and I shouldn't have done it, but I chose you. I wanted to be with you. I loved you. And I still do." Quinn whispered after a moment.

Sam looked at her, squinting in the darkness, seeing her body wrack with stifled sobs, her hand clasped over her mouth. He ran a hand through his hair before striding over to her slowly, wrapping his arms around her as she collapsed into him, gasping and sobbing.

"I-I don't want you to leave." She said, her voice muffled by the material of his shirt.

"I'll come back. I'll come back for you. And then we'll get out of this town together." Sam said, tangling his hand into her hair, kissing her head. "We can do long distance, Quinn. We can do it." He whispered.

Quinn pulled away, nodding. "We will. We'll make it through this year, Sam." She told him, tears still flowing.

The lights above suddenly gave a small flicker; then another, before coming back on completely, the elevator started to move down again. Sam faced Quinn, taking her hand, and kissing her cheek, lingering just above her lips. Her eyes met his, before he kissed her on the lips sweetly, feeling her tears, stopping as the elevator doors opened again.

"Please tell me I'll get to see you before you leave." Quinn said.

Sam chuckled. "Of course, Q. I'm spending every minute I can with you." He said, squeezing her hand.

She smiled up at him, leaning into his shoulder. He smiled too, a true smile for the first time in a while. Sure, he didn't know what he'd be majoring in, he didn't know what school he'd be going to, he was unsure of a lot of things, but the one thing he actually was sure of was that they would make it. Everything was finally okay.

Well, what'd you guys think? I posted this on tumblr a while back. I don't know when my other fics will be updated... hopefully soon, I just have to figure out some other things. Please review! :D

~Alex