It didn't take long for Sam to hear what had been going on at Mckinley while he was gone. People were just as eager to offer up information without being asked, just like his first day there. And once again the news was mostly about the one and only Quinn Fabray, the girl he never seemed to be able to get out of his head no matter how hard he tried. She had confronted him his first day there about getting back together and helping her raise Beth, but instead of telling her how much he wanted that to happen, he was harsh with her. He said things he didn't necessarily mean but he knew that she needed to hear that so she didn't ruin her life.
They were still friends, but that was it. They didn't really hang out much, unless it was in a group and even then it would occasionally be awkward. He didn't want it to be, but there wasn't much he could do about it either. He wanted to be able to help Quinn and make her feel better, but he didn't have that privilege anymore. He lost that when he broke up with her and again when he refused to help her raise Beth.
Now it was the holiday season and he was at the homeless shelter with her, alone. It was the first time they'd been alone together since he'd been back, because she had been avoiding all of his requests to hang out. He thought she looked beautiful, and happier than she had looked in a long time. He always thought she looked happier when she was helping other people out. It was a quality she didn't usually show people.
As they were dishing out portions to the homeless, Sam took his chance and started talking first. "So, are you ok? Everybody's just been telling me that you've been having a rough year, but you seem pretty good to me."
He didn't really want to give any specifics as to what had been going all around school, partly because it was something he didn't want to think about and also because he wasn't sure how well this conversation would go.
"I'm better." She said, not too fazed. "I was just focusing on everything I didn't have, and not on the stuff that was good. Stuff for the future."
He couldn't tell if she was being entirely honest with him, but he decided to believe her instead of questioning it. "I'm glad you turned it around. You deserve good things, Quinn." He said, looking into her eyes and giving her a small smile. And he truly meant it. No matter what had happened our what would happen between them, he would always think that she deserved the best.
She smiled back with a "I'm trying." And he knew that this part of the conversation was over. But he had said what he needed to say, and she seemed to hear him. He didn't know what would happen with their relationship, but he knew that it was headed in the right direction, whatever that was.
So, this is just a short little drabble I wrote last night because I was feeling all Fabrevansy and sentimental. Anyways, let me know what you think! Hope you enjoyed it! (: