sooo... here we go again.

I know this took a while but I had to sort out some things with university. I still hope you enjoy this chapter which might be a little sloppy but it's needed.

also, I got a story request about a Halloween oneshot With Di, Lea and Mark. I'll try my hardest to write one as soon as possible but I won't promise anything.

anyways, have a great day/night :)

Quinn stood by the printer, copying some documents her boss wanted her to sort out. She hated this job, she wasn't born to be secretary, she was born to be something better. It didn't mean that she thought that being a secretary was something bad, no, she was glad she had any job, especially in this small town.

After high school Quinn had left Lima, studied at Yale and ended up here, a small little town whose name wasn't worth knowing. She was surprised that she has met Puck in the only club here as she thought he was somewhere else living the life of a womanizer.

Her mind always slid back to Puck like every few minutes of the day. How come he didn't remember who she was? After all they have been through? They had breakfast together but they have decided to share dinner to have a better talk tonight. She wanted to tell him the story about Beth as she couldn't do it this morning, still shocked that he had actually no idea who she was.

Quinn shook her head, she couldn't allow herself to think about the man. All she was going to do was talking to him tonight, she wouldn't let herself fall for him completely again, no, she just needed to help him, to tell him things about his life.

Right after work Quinn walked to the little Italian restaurant where they were supposed to meet, seeing Puck who was already sitting at a table.

Puck smiled at the blonde, in his eyes she was the most beautiful girl ever and he couldn't imagine how he got into her panties in high school or last night. He was some sort of a hella lucky guy.

Quinn sat down opposite of Puck, offering him a small smile and playing with her hands, not sure what to say or how to start the conversation about his past, Puck staring at her.

"Hey..by the way" He laughed at her reaction as she frowned a little, realising she hadn't said anything.

"Hi Puck. Or do you want me to call you Jesse?" The blonde swallowed hard at the thought of calling him Jesse, she didn't want to call the one and only Noah Puckerman Jesse.

Puck shook his head. "No, Puck is fine. I already told my colleagues and friends about my real name." He shrugged a little and handed the menu over to the girl, Quinn smiling small and looking at it, happy she could pretend to look for something to eat without talking to him.

The silence still continued after they both ordered but Puck couldn't take it anymore, he needed to know more about him.

"I uh, I knocked you up? I'm a father?" These questions were in his mind the whole day, with every coffee he made and sold at Starbucks where he had started working.

Quinn nodded a little, she knew he would ask about that. "Yes. We went together to high school and I was your best friend's girlfriend. One night.. uh yeah, one night in sophomore year we had some wine cooler and we ended up in bed, having sex." Quinn paused, looking at Puck and sighed a little as he just looked at her like she was telling him a bedtime story.

"Anyways, we had sex and you got me pregnant with our daughter. Beth."

Puck's eyes grew wide, he remembered something with Beth.

Beth.

Wasn't that a song?

Did he sing this song?

Wait.

Did he just remember something?!

"Did did I sing a song for you?" He asked quietly, Quinn's eyes growing wide as she stared at him and nodded her head.

"You remember?" Puck shrugged, he wasn't so sure about that.

"Uh..wow. You sang the song in Glee club, together with the other boys" Quinn stumbled, she was shocked that he remembered the song.

"Anyways, should I carry on?" She said after a while and smiled softly as Puck nodded.

"You got me pregnant. And uh, We, no, I gave her up for adoption. But we met her in senior year. You were a great dad but I screwed it up, trying to get our perfect thing back. I made some mistakes." Quinn sighed loudly and Puck reached for her hand, holding it tightly, Quinn smiling small at their hands.

"I'm sure I made mistakes too. I can't remember them but I'm sure sleeping with my best friend's girlfriend wasn't planned." He shrugged at the blonde, Quinn's eyes looking into his and he could swear it wasn't just sex for him, that the night they made their daughter was special. There was something in those hazel eyes which made him feel home, they were hypnotizing.

"And um, what about my family?" Puck mumbled, still keeping his eyes on Quinn.

"Your family is lovely, really Puck. My parents kicked me out after they found out about the pregnancy and lived with Finn, your best friend, who thought he was the father. But soon he knew it wasn't his and I lived with you and your family. I've never met your father because you always said yourself he was an asshole but your mother and your little sister are pure gold."

Puck let out a sigh, he couldn't remember them and he felt awful for not knowing his own family. "Can you maybe tell me where they live? I'd love to see them." Quinn nodded her head quickly, "I can come with you. I wanna quit my job as secretary anyway, I hate it. So we can go back to Lima together and I could show you some special places. Of course only if you want that..."

"Yes, please. I don't like this place here either. We should go and maybe I'll get my memories back home." Puck's lips formed to a small smile and Quinn nodded her head. "Tomorrow night? So we can sort out things here tomorrow and in the evening we'll leave this fucking place?"

Puck chuckled, she sounded cute when she tried using swear words. So cute he just wanted to lean in and kiss her, feeling her lips against his again. He quickly shook his head at his thoughts, she only wanted to help him, they were probably still friends after the baby drama.

Puck waited at the train station for the blonde, his bag in his hands, he only had one as he has just moved there, in the hope he already had already been there so others knew him. This plan kind of worked, he hadn't lived there but he had met Quinn who knew him.

Quinn walked towards the guy, struggling a little with her suitcases and bags, Puck walking to her and grabbing some bags, helping her.

"Hey beautiful.." He smiled as they walked together to the train, Quinn giggling.

"Are you sure you don't remember a thing? The old Puck would have said something like that too. But probably combined with chick or babe." Puck laughed at her, he felt good being around someone who knew him.

They sat beside each other in the train, Quinn telling Puck stories about him and showing him photos of the Glee club and also Beth.

Puck held Beth's photo tightly. "So that is Beth?" He stared at the photo, she was a beautiful baby, she looked exactly like her mom.

Quinn nodded her head. "This photo was taken right after her birth. But I got another one too." She grabbed her phone and showed him a photo of their daughter and him, Puck smiling brightly. "Wow. And my hair..." He laughed a little, Quinn giggling and looking at him and his hair which he had grew out. Mohawks obiviously weren't his thing anymore altough she had loved it, but no way she would tell him that.

Ruth Puckerman opened the door absently, not interesting in who was standing in front of the door. Since her son was lost or dead, no one knew, neighbors and friends of hers knocked on her door every day, trying to get information and news which she was not interested in giving. She just wanted to be alone, no one should talk to her, especially not about her son.

"Hey Ruth." Quinn smiled and Ruth stared at the person next to her with her eyes wide and her mouth open, she wasn't sure if she was dreaming or stood her son really in front of her? Alive?!

"N-Noah.." The Puckerman stumbled, throwing herself into her son's arms, Puck pulling his arm around her carefully, this felt awkward to him. Somewhere in the back of his mind he knew this lady but the memories with her didn't want to come back at all.

"Uh Ruth." Quinn started, she didn't want to ruin this moment but she could see that Puck didn't feel comfortable. "Puck has lost all his memories, he doesn't know you." She blurted out, Ruth immediatly pulling away and tearing up.

"Y-You don't know me?" She mumbled, Puck nodding his head, feeling guilty for hurting his mother that way. But it was better than living with a lie and acting like everything was okay around her.

"I uh... come in. I'll show you pictures and tell you everything I know." Ruth offered her son a small smile, it hurt her that her son didn't know who she was. She lett him and Quinn in, grabbing a photo album and sitting down on the couch, Puck sat beside his mother silently.

"It's for the best when I leave." Quinn muttered, Ruth and Puck nodding their heads. "Thanks for everything Quinn." Mrs. Puckerman smiled small, Quinn leaving quietly, letting them time alone.