Chapter One
'I don't own anything. This is an AUish future fiction so not everything will line up.'
After the wedding ended and the reception began, she bee-lined it straight for the open bar. In the eight years since graduation Quinn's feelings about alcohol have changed. Not to say she had turned into an alcoholic, she just enjoyed the euphoric feeling it offered her. Mike and Tina's wedding had been beautiful and seeing them so in love should have made her happy, instead it just reminded her that she didn't have that kind of love in her life. She was beginning to think she never would. Sure, she had dated here and there since high school. In college, at Yale, she dated a very nice lacrosse player for about two years. Sadly, that marked her longest relationship with anyone. That all came to a crashing halt when he asked her to marry him and she freaked out and said no. They tried to keep dating after that but it just kind of fizzled out after her ridiculous rejection. From there on, she had a few dates and the occasional hook-up if she was so inclined, which wasn't often. She wasn't Santana, she didn't need to have sex to feel complete. Not that Santana was off having sex with everybody, she was still involved with Brittany in some way or another. Another one of those love stories Quinn couldn't seem to find for herself. She had already downed four shots and was nursing a beer when someone approached her.
The wedding was great and romantic as weddings tended to be. He wouldn't know as his only two attempts at one, to the same girl, ended in disaster. Finn decided after failure number two that he wasn't willing to try attempt three unless he was absolutely sure it would make it to the 'I do's'. Since he and Rachel had called it quits, Finn didn't know what to do with himself romance wise. He wasn't exactly a Casanova, Noah Puckerman he was not. He also didn't have the smooth dance moves and charm like Mike. He didn't even have the dorky appeal of Artie or Sam to fall back on. He was just Finn. Finn who sometimes said the wrong things or overreacted to situations. Finn who when he really loves somebody he wants the best for them. Finn who has made mistakes in his past but feels he's come along way since then. He had held out hope for Rachel to realize she couldn't live without him until about a year after their break-up when Rachel realized it wasn't Finn she couldn't live without but Jesse St. James. And that was that. He noticed Quinn sitting by the free bar by herself and found himself walking towards her. Maybe some alcohol would make him feel better.
Weddings were nice and all, but he found himself the marrying type. There was only one girl he had ever considered marriage for and that didn't really count since he was in high school and she was pregnant and that's just what you were supposed to do when you get a girl pregnant. It's not like he's been short on women since graduation. Believe you me, he'd had his fair share and then some. He'd sometimes think he should settle down, find a girl his mom would like. Maybe a less crazy Rachel Berry. Every time he thought he might like a girl as more than a fling, he'd stop associating with them. Puck noticed Finn walking towards the free bar. Hudson had the right idea.
Quinn turned to see which former Glee clubber had decided to sat down next to her. She hoped it wasn't Rachel Berry. She didn't want to see her flaunt her engagement ring at her. Quinn was in full on jilted mode. She took in the tall young man with his messy brown hair and dopey grin. She used to be in love with this boy until either she tried to pass a baby off as his or he broke her heart after a funeral. Bygones. She smiled at him and ordered them two shots.
Finn sat down next to her and looked her over. Her hair was long again, pulled back by a red headband and she was wearing a form-fitting black dress. She looked beautiful, but that's always been true. He noticed she'd had a few drinks without him and smiled when she smiled at him and ordered them shots. Misery loved company and she looked like he felt.
"Drink up, Hudson." Quinn told him, tipping her shot of vodka back. Finn complied at knocked his back as well. Finn was about to ask her why she was drinking so much when a third Glee member joined them sitting on Quinn's other side.
"Well, come on now, don't leave the Puckster out. I want in on this drunkfest." Puck told them with a smile. Quinn and Finn both smiled over at him and Finn ordered them a shot each and three beers. It was looking to be an interesting night.