Author's note; So this is something I started on Tumblr not too long ago. The first chapter is a tad shorter than I usually try for, but I figure the chapters will get longer as I go.

"Finn?" a light voice chimed. He knew who it was the second he heard her speak - not even needing to lift his head. Yet, it had been so long since he saw her, since they spoke; he almost thought her calling his name was a dream.

"Yeah?" he asked, lifting his head and acting as if he didn't know who it was until he saw her. He could feel a small smile growing on his face as his eyes caught sight of the young blonde who stood in front of his table. "Quinn…" he breathed out all the breath he had held in his lungs out of fear that he had been wrong. But the relief to know it was her standing there had relaxed him.

"What are you doing here?" he asked, standing up and smiling at the girl as the two embraced in a tight hug. "Do you live here or are you just visiting?"

"Just visiting. I'm actually here on a business trip," she replied, giving him the warm, sweet smile he had missed.

It wasn't rare for Finn to make a mistake and quickly realize it, which was what had exactly happened when he broke up with Quinn at Jean Slyvester's funeral. Years of knowing that had led to Finn feeling like he didn't deserve to see her anymore, which was exactly why he couldn't believe he was seeing her now.

"Uh, why don't you sit down? We could catch up a bit," Finn said as he motioned in the direction of the chair that sat across from his.

"I can't, I have to get back to work. But, I'm free this evening. Maybe we could meet up for dinner somewhere? I don't really know my way around the city yet, so it would be nice to have a tour guide," she laughed lightly.

Finn's eyes were fixed on her. Her laugh had brought back so many good memories of them; he had forgotten just how much he missed her. It only took him a few seconds to snap out of his slight daze and nod, "Uh yeah. Yeah, that sounds cool. I'll make reservations somewhere and text you the address."

"Perfect. It was good to see you again," she continued to smile at him before lightly placing her hand on his arm and turning around to leave.

"It was amazing to see you again," Finn said quietly whilst he watched her walk away.

"I shouldn't have done it," Finn said, head in hands.

"Why not?" Jesse replied, his eyes peeking over the script in his hand to look at his obviously distressed roommate.

"You know why, Jesse."

"Finn, you can't keep dwelling in what you think might happen. All you ever talk about missing in your life is her and when she finally comes back, you're going to push her aside? Take the chance," Jesse said as he placed his script down on the end table.

"Yeah but I said I wanted her back in my life before…" waving his arms around in a strange motion, Finn looked for the proper word to describe it, "…this."

It wasn't ever like Jesse to have such a sad expression unless it involved Rachel being sad also, but there it was. The curly haired boy sat there for a minute or so with the puppy dog look in his eyes before leaning forward and finally speaking more words of advice to his friend.

"So enjoy her while you can, Hudson."

"So how did you even end up in New York City? I thought you were going to work in Burt's shop?" Quinn asked as she handed the menu to the waitress, who was giving Finn the look over.

Finn's eyes were completely attached to Quinn, however. He hadn't even noticed that there were other people in the room.

"Well, I wanted to. But somehow Rachel talked me into following her here."

"Oh, so you two are still together?"

"No, we've haven't been for about two years. I followed her here and we got an apartment together, but the second we turned 21, we just sort of… lost it. I guess it was just some high school crush or something."

"So are you still living with her then?"

"Actually," Finn said, letting a slightly devilish smirk cross his face, "I'm living with Jesse St. James now."

Quinn's smile grew just a little wider as she cocked an eyebrow, "St. James?"

Nodding, Finn laughed lightly. "Well, you see. When I moved out of Rachel's apartment, I went looking for another one and there was an ad for someone needing a roommate. It was pretty much the only apartment I could actually afford rent on and it was really nice looking. When I found out that my roommate was Jesse… I kind of regretted ever looking at it, but I couldn't keep staying with Rachel, so I moved in. And it's not even that bad! We're friends now!" Finn said as surprise filled his voice.

"How is that possible? You two hated each other!"

"Yeah, but we hated each other because of Rachel. Now that Rachel and I are officially over… we don't have anything to fight about."

Quinn nodded lightly, understanding what he had meant.

"So what exactly do you do?" Finn asked, his eyes still fixated on Quinn. "You said you were on a business trip, right?"

"Yeah, I'm a journalist over in Seattle. I'm here because there's this story that they want to cover so I'm researching right now."

"Really? That sounds cool. I didn't know you liked to write," Finn said, raising his head slightly.

"I didn't either. I started working there as just a job to get me through college and then it turned out to be something I really loved."

Finn smiled sweetly over at her as he thought about it. "Well, I'm glad you're happy Quinn. I know high school wasn't always the greatest for you, so you totally deserve to have the happy ending."

"Thank you, Finn. What about you? I haven't seen you in five years and last time I remembered, you still had no idea what you wanted to do."

"Uh, well, finding a career isn't really an opinion for me right now. I'm kinda stuck with other things. I'm doing the radio hosting thing for a while, which is pretty cool I guess."

"Are you happy than?" she asked, her head tilting ever so slightly so she could grasp his expression.

Finn took a few seconds of silence before smiling a slightly sad smile up at her, nodding only once. "Yeah. I am now."

"That didn't happen," Finn laughed, as he walked with Quinn on his arm through the night.

"No! It did, I swear!" she continued to laugh also. "I promise."

"Are you sure?" he teased, turning to face her as they stopped out front of her hotel.

"100%," she insisted, raising her hand as if to swear upon it.

Finn's eyes darted up the side of the building and back down to Quinn as their conversation ended. "You're staying here, huh? Nice choice."

"Well that's what they booked for me," she replied, the giant smile still resting on her face. "Thank you for the lovely evening. I had way too much fun," she laughed while looking down.

"I felt like spoiling you with fun," he smirked.

"And with telling me that I look beautiful, which you said in pretty much every other sentence," Quinn said, lifting her head to look him in the eyes again.

"Hey, not my fault. I mean, did you look in a mirror? I'm pretty sure I swallowed my tongue when I first saw you."

Their talking had silenced down within those next few seconds. It was just the sound of the city behind them and the stillness of their bodies as they watched each other carefully with smiles upon their faces.

"I really missed you Quinn."

"I really missed you too."

It was then that they noticed their bodies moving closer. Their movements were right on, each one knowing exactly what to do as the other moved. Their lips were only centimeters apart when Finn had backed out.

"I'm sorry," he said quietly, pulling his body further away from Quinn's. "I don't think you know how much I want to, but I really can't. I just… I should probably go anyways. I have to be up early for the hospital an-…" Finn's eyes closed quickly as he tried to pull the words back into his mouth. He wished he hadn't even listened to Jesse in the first place.

"Hospital? For what, Finn-"

"Have a good night," he cut her off. "You look beautiful, by the way."

Seconds later, Finn was gone. Now hidden in the shadows, he made his way home. His head was throbbing and he did everything in his power to hold back any signs of pain and sadness. He wasn't about to let Jesse talk him into anything again.