A/N: Mizaki okay let me see if I can answer all your questions. I wrote in for Quinn to ask Kurt if he was a ghost then took it back out. She thinks she's dreaming anyway so I figured it would never occur to her that she should ask. As far as Kurt saying he never saw Britt/Santana out of their uniforms, I didn't count the costumes they wear during performances. In rehersal they're ALWAYS in their uniforms. Was that it? I'll try to answer all the questions. BTW this was a quick story so ignore the mistakes. Something that came up on a whim.

Disclaimer: I just take them out to play and put them back when I'm done.

"Hey! MILF! Wake up!" Quinn groaned and forced her eyes open.

"Not again." she mumbled staring at the ceiling.

"You know you seem crazy when you talk to yourself. Its not a sexy crazy either." Quinn moaned and turned her head with a frown. Puck was standing next to the bed leaning against the wall with his arms crossed.

"What do you want Puck?" she asked sighing, still not making an effort to get up.

"This brings back memories." he said with a smile looking around. Quinn scoffed and sat up. "What?"

"You're such a perv. Besides we were on the couch, not the bed." she said glaring at him.

"Bed. Couch. Whatever." Puck said shrugging.

"What do you want Puck? If you're a ghost here to show me my past or whatever, Kurt already beat you. You just missed him." Quinn said yawning and laying back down. Puck shrugged away from the wall and walked over to the bed.

"On the contrary baby mama. I'm a ghost but I'm not here to show you your Christmas past." he said. Quinn sighed.

"Awesome. Make sure you close the door on your way out." she mumbled closing her eyes.

"I'm your ghost of Christmas present." he said and Quinn let out a groan.

"No freaking way! I mean come on!" she snapped sitting up with a huff. Puck took a step back.

"Dude! Chill with the mood swings. I thought you only had them when you were pregnant." he said backing against a wall to avoid Quinn's anger.

"First Kurt and now you. All I want to do is finish this dream in peace so I can wake up and figure out a way to get Rachel to stop being mad at me. Leave me alone!" she snapped, glaring at him. He frowned.

"Wish I could but its not in the contract. I don't do my job then its my ass on the line. Sorry babe." he said shrugging. Quinn growled and stood up to walk towards him.

"Puck..."

"Quinn calm down. Remember you can't-" Quinn ignored him and pulled her fist back to sock him in the head. Instead her hand went though him and made contact with the wall behind him.

"Shit!" she cursed bringing her fist back to inspect the damage. Puck shrugged.

"I tried to tell you. You can't touch me... which kind of sucks because this is the first time I've been in your room since that night you were drunk." he said with a grin. Quinn glared at him. "What? You should be happy that I consider you a MILF."

"What the hell is a MILF?"

"A MILF? You don't remember? A mother I'd like to f-"

"Okay! I get it." She said quickly. Then growled. "You're so luck I can't touch you."

"Am I?" he asked with a wiggle of his eyebrows.

"Puck. Get out of my room."

"Okay! I'll be gone as soon as I do my job. Now come closer so we can get this over with." Quinn sighed and stood in front of him. He grinned and moved his hands to cup her breasts but they went through them.

"PUCK!" she yelled, wishing she was really able to kick him in the groin right now.

"I'm sorry! I had to." he said laughing as he snapped his fingers. Quinn watched as everything around her got dark.

"What the hell happened with the bright flash?" she asked as they were surrounded by darkness.

"Oh that's Kurt's thing. That light hurts my eyes." he said shrugging as everything around them slowly began to brighten up. Soon they were standing in Quinn's living room. There was a giant Christmas tree in the middle of the room decorated extravagantly with a bright angel on the top.

"We couldn't have just walked downstairs?" Quinn asked looking at Puck. He shook his head no.

"Nah. This way was cooler anyway."

"Where are we?"

"We're in Christmas present. This is Christmas 2011. Later on this year."

"So wouldn't that technically be Christmas future?" Quinn asked. Puck frowned.

"Look. Work with me here. Kurt already told you we're doing things earlier this year. Damn. He was right. You are complicated." Puck said shaking his head. Quinn opened her mouth to reply but stopped as she saw two figures walk into the room holding hands. A smile covered her face when she saw it was herself and Rachel.

"Does she have those sweaters in like every color?" Puck asked leaning over to Quinn.

"Yes. Unfortunately." Quinn said looking at the white and black argyle sweater the brunette was wearing.

"Rachel slow down." Quinn said laughing as she let the other girl drag her into the living room. Rachel ignored her and kept her tight hold on the blonde's hand, pulling her over to the couch to take a seat. "So what's the rush?" Quinn asked smiling. Rachel grinned and reached under the tree, pulling out a small box.

"This." she said handing the box to Quinn. Quinn smiled and took it. "Its not as good as the signed playbill from WICKED you got me but I hope you like it." Rachel said shyly. Quinn smiled and leaned over to kiss Rachel's lips.

"That is so hot." Puck mumbled. Quinn rolled her eyes.

"You're such a perv."

"What? My two ex-girlfriends making out. Of course that's hot to me!" Puck said smiling.

"So Rachel doesn't stay mad at me?" Quinn asked with a smile, ignoring his comment. He shrugged.

"No. You guys do come to a compromise though"

"What compromise?"

"Watch" he said pointing back to the scene.

"Open it!" Rachel exclaimed, pulling away from Quinn's lips with a grin. Quinn laughed and ripped off the paper. She gasped a little a velvet box and pushed it open. Inside there was a locket with the words Rachel Loves Quinn engraved on it.

"Wow." Quinn whispered running her hands over the golden heart.

"Open it." Rachel said again, this time referring to the locket. Quinn smiled and gently took the locket out of the box then clicked it open. Inside there was a photo of the two of them kissing.

"When did we take this?" Quinn asked staring at the photo with admiration.

"Puck snapped it at my birthday party remember? I had to practically beg him to give it to me so i could make a copy and scale it down to size. I promised I would give it back to him like 100 times."

"Did you?" Quinn asked with a smile, looking up at her girlfriend.

Rachel grinned. "Of course not." Quinn laughed.

Puck scoffed. "I'll get it back eventually."

"How?" Quinn looked up at him. He paled and looked away.

"Nevermind."

"He's going to be furious."

"He'll get over it." Rachel said with a smile then looked back down at the locket. "So do you like it?"

"I love it." Quinn said grinning and leaning over to capture Rachel's lips again. When they pulled away Quinn handed her the locket and turned around, moving her hair out of the way.

"I'm so happy you like it." Rachel exclaimed as she moved to fasten the locket around her neck. "Hopefully Ms. Sylvester won't mind you wearing it with your cheerio uniform." Rachel said and Quinn froze. Rachel felt her girlfriend tense and frowned, moving back for Quinn to turn and face her.

"Rach..." Quinn said sighing and turning around to look at the brunette.

"What's wrong?"

"I...I don't think I'm going to wear this to school. It'll cause too many questions." Quinn said softly. Rachel frowned and moved farther away from the blonde.

"You promised!" she snapped, swatting Quinn's hands away when they reached out to her.

"Baby I know but... I don't think I'm ready." Quinn pleaded. Rachel pulled her bottom lip between her teeth to stop the trembling.

"When will you be ready Quinn? I've waited patiently since school started! Its December now! How much longer do you expect me to wait?" Rachel snapped.

"Rachel I... At least I don't embarrass you and humiliate you at school." Quinn offered. Rachel shook her head.

"That was the compromise at the beginning of the year and I don't care about that Quinn. You know I don't. I want to be able to walk down the hall holding my girlfriend's hand. I want to be able to kiss you when I want. Why can't you understand that?"

"I do but-"

"Yeah I know. You're reputation. Look Quinn. I've given you almost 5 months to get over everything. I've waited patiently and I'm tired of it. The only time you even acknowledge that we're even friends is during Glee and that's only because everyone knows about us already." Rachel snapped. Quinn sighed and leaned her head back against the couch.

"Rachel listen. I know-"

"No you listen Quinn. I'm tired of waiting. You can't even wear something as special as a locket that I got for you for Christmas because you're afraid of the questions it will raise. Its obvious that you'll never be ready and I just can't be in a relationship like that." Rachel said standing up to walk away. Quinn caught her hand and bit her lip, looking up at her.

"So what are you saying?" she asked softly. Rachel took a deep breath and looked at Quinn for a few minutes before sighing and shaking her head.

"I don't know. I love you Quinn but... I don't know. I'll talk to you later." Rachel said pulling out of the blonde's grip and turning to walk out the room. Quinn heard the front door shut and put her hands over her face in frustration.

"You're an idiot." Quinn turned to look at Puck with a frown. He shrugged. "What? You are. If I had a girlfriend as hot as Rachel... even if she did talk to much as was mildly annoying I'd flaunt her every chance I got."

"But its different. You're a guy. No one would take a second look at you if you had a girlfriend." Quinn said sighing.

"Who cares? If I were gay and I had a hot boyfriend I would flaunt him around." Puck said, wincing a little. Quinn grinned.

"So you're saying if you were dating Kurt you would tell everyone?" Quinn asked. Puck shrugged.

"I'm not gay... lets make that clear. But if I was then yeah. Quinn no one is going to care if you're a lesbian or not. & if they do then who cares about them?" Puck asked as he snapped his fingers and everything around them faded to black.

"But my reputation. I just became head cheerio again. If everyone found out I was a lesbian I'd lose it all, just like I did when I was pregnant." Quinn argued.

"Yeah and? Stop being a wuss dude. You didn't lose it all when you were pregnant. You still had Glee club. You made it though fine." he snapped as Quinn's room faded back into vision. Quinn groaned and sat on her bed as Puck shook his head. There was a moment of silence.

"So how did you get that picture back from Rachel?" Quinn asked biting her lip. Puck shrugged.

"She gave it back after you guys broke up. She said she couldn't stand to look at it anymore."

"Break up?" Quinn's eyes got wide.

"Did you just miss that whole scene I showed you? Seriously dude."

"So is that what's going to happen this Christmas for sure?"

"Yeah if you don't stop being dumb. Rachel loves you but she's not going to wait around forever dude. You gotta make a choice and decide which one you'd rather lose. Your reputation or your girlfriend." he said shrugging before walking out the room.

"Puck!" Quinn yelled but he was already gone. Quinn groaned in frustration and fell back on the bed with her arms over her eyes. She had a huge migraine. She really hoped this dream was over but she had a feeling it was only getting started. Christmas past...Christmas present... the only think left was...