Author's note : Since the spoilers about Quick in the 100th episode came out, the Quick fandom is experiencing a revival. I couldn't really find any fics regarding the upcoming ep so I decided to write one myself to tide myself over before the episode airs. Hope you guys enjoy it and don't forget to leave reviews!:)

It's been a while since he came back to McKinley.

As he walks along the school field, he sees a group of football players fumbling over the ball as their coach yells at them. On the other side of the field, cheerleading practice is in session and he can hear Sue hurling snarky comments at the poor cheerleaders. He smiles to himself.

McKinley hasn't changed. But I have.

He feels smart in his uniform. Wearing it, he felt a sense of duty, to his family, friends and his country. For the first time since graduation, Puck feels like he's doing something useful in his life. Enlisting in the Air Force changed him, for the better.

The Air Force made him a man, but Finn wasn't there to see it.

He would have been proud of him.

Honestly, if Rachel hadn't called him and told him that the Glee club was being disbanded, he would have never came back to McKinley. It was too hard, relieving all the memories with the gang but knowing that his best friend wasn't there relieving it with them.

But for the sake of meeting the rest of his friends again and saying goodbye to Mr. Schue, he had decided to come back. He looked forward to meeting all of them again though he had kept contact with most of them, some more than others.

Of course, he looked forward to meeting one person in particular.

'Looking good, Puckerman.' He hears a familiar voice as Santana comes up from behind. 'San, it's been a while.' he says as they hug each other. 'How's New York been treating you? Just so you know, I saw that god-awful yeast infection commercial while I was eating toast and nearly threw up laughing.' Puck jokes as Santana swats his arm playfully. 'Yeah, yeah enough with the yeast jokes, Puckerman. I've been teased and mocked and stared at by god-knows how many billion people asking me questions ranging from do I have a yeast infection to if I plan on opening a bakery with all that extra Yeast-I-Stat. I don't think if I'll ever live this down. But besides that, New York is good. I got a role as Rachel's understudy in Funny Girl!' she says.

'That's amazing San, good for you.' He says sincerely. He was happy for her.

'So have you met the others yet?' Santana asks as they stroll down the halls together. 'Besides Kurt and Blaine who I saw suspiciously heading to Kurt's car, most likely for a quickie, nope. Is the whole gang back this time?' He asks,hopeful. 'Yeah. Most of them are in the choir room right now.' Replies Santana as she narrowly avoids being stepped on by a group of sophomores running down the halls. 'and I thought you would like to know that Quinn brought her Yale arm-candy back with her.'

Puck stops walking. 'A boyfriend?'

'Yeah, Quinn's back to being all about men defining her life, again. His name is Biff, and he's a slimy rich douche who's got her all twisted around his finger. I've spoken to him and believe me, his posh BBC accent ain't fooling no one.' Santana says in a huff. 'He can't be that bad.' Puck says. 'My Mexican Third eye can sense things, Puck and I'm telling you this guy is bad. Worse than the plastic Ken doll Rachel used to date. My homegirl deserves better than that jerk. Anyway, I'll leave it to you to judge him and hopefully punch his smug face.' says Santana. 'Catch up with you later.' She says as she leaves him to find Brittany.

Puck takes back what he said to Santana.

He hates Biff the minute he sees the guy. The guy looked like he was everything Puck was not. Rich, successful and a douche-bag. Quinn was gesturing to one of the notice boards and talking to him but he seemed barely into it and kept looking at his watch.

That said a lot about him. Since it looked like they were busy, he turned away to walk to the choir room but Quinn saw him first.

'Puck?'

He turns back to see Quinn is smiling at him. She looked more mature and her hair was done nicely. Gorgeous as always.

'Hey.' She says softly as she reaches in to embrace him. 'Q.' he replies back gruffly as he hugs her back. 'You look handsome.' she whispers to him in that voice that he knows so well. 'You look amazing too.'he whispers back. The embrace takes a bit too long for Biff's liking and he clears his throat. Quinn immediately pulls away and latches her arm around the man next to her, dressed formally. 'Puck, this is Biff.' Quinn says brightly, 'and Biff, this is Puck. My old Glee mate and friend.'

'So this is Puck.' says Biff in a condescending tone. 'I've heard you're the best pool cleaner in Lima. My father's got a house here, maybe you could help us clean the pool sometime? Only the best for the McIntoshes.' he says, smirking. 'Biff, don't be like that please.' Quinn says hurriedly. 'I was just joking, Quinn.' Biff pats her hand 'Where are my manners? I'm Biff McIntosh. Sophomore at Yale. Quinn's boyfriend. Please to meet you Puck.' He extends his hand.

It's only been a few seconds since they met but Puck can already imagine himself punching Biff's worthless face and smashing it against the wall while Quinn and the New Directions cheer him on.

Instead he shakes Biff's hand with a grip tighter than necessary. 'Nice to meet you too, Biff.' enunciates Puck sarcastically. 'Sadly, I can't clean your dad's pool anymore cause I've stopped my pool-cleaning business long time ago. Maybe you could clean it yourself, but I doubt it. With a grip like that, it probably take you 3 years to finish cleaning it.' 'You're funny, Puck.' says Biff although his tone clearly suggested he found Puck's remark anything but funny. 'So what are you doing now? With the fancy uniform and all?'

'I'm in the Air Force.' Puck puffs out proudly. 'That's amazing Puck.' Says Quinn. 'Hmm, I see. Good to see that people like you can still serve our country.' remarks Biff. 'Biff, stop it now.' Quinn says firmly. 'I'm stating the truth dear.' He replies, staring straight at Puck. Puck stared back, fists clenched tightly. He wanted so bad to beat this smarmy Yale asshole up but that wasn't who he was anymore. The new Puck didn't go around beating people up.

A phone rang, cutting the tense atmosphere between the two guys. 'Now if you've excuse me dear, I've got to answer this call. See you around, Puck.' Says Biff curtly as he strides out of sight.

Puck is so mad that he punched a locker. Quinn looks embarrassed.

'I'm so sorry about Biff acting like that, Puck. He usually isn't like that.' She says. 'He can be a real sweetheart, I don't know why he's being like that today.'

'I can see that. Following you back here just to insult your friends,that's real sweet. He's a keeper, Q.' says Puck sarcastically.

'Don't you get all sarcastic with me, Puck. Biff is a good person.' She says, her voice quiet.

'Yeah sure. Darling Biff is such a good fellow isn't he? Nice to know that.' he says acidly.

'Puck. Stop being a jerk. Biff just needs to get use to all of you.' she says.

'After all he said to me, I'm being a jerk? Wow, he's really blinded you, hasn't he? Earth to Q. Do you always go for the rich-daddy's boys? Well, at least it's one step forward from banging your professor. Must be a Yale thing.' he answers back and regrets the words as soon as they fall from his mouth.

She slaps him hard across the face.

'Don't judge me, Puck. You don't know half the things I've been through. I feel like I've just gotten my life back together and meeting Biff is one of the best things that has ever happened to me unlike meeting you!' she hurls back.

Boy, do they know how to hit each other where it hurts.

'So I guess you rather live happily ever after with Biff and forget about Beth right? After all, if you meeting me was a mistake, I guess Beth is a mistake too!' he shouts at her.

'Don't you dare bring Beth into this, Puck. You think you're such a great father to her? I bet you haven't even called her once since Shelby moved to New York!' her eyes flashed with anger.

'You aren't so great yourself, Q. What about you? Have you visited her since? Have you called her?' Puck asks, outraged.

A tear falls down Quinn's cheek. She hastily rubs it away and upon giving him one last withering look, she storms away.

He stares at her retreating figure getting smaller and smaller and finally out of sight.

He hates that their first meeting since last thanksgiving had to go like this. It was all that stupid jerkface idiot's fault. Why did he have to come back with her? Puck sighs.

What a great way to start a reunion.