"So Quinn," Finn asked after everyone had finished eating and the group had been moved to the living room.
"Yes Finn," Quinn replied, her gaze never leaving Elle and Puck. Elle had taken to Puck very quickly and adored his "funny hair". Quinn thought it was so 'Puck' that he had kept that silly Mohawk. Thought she had to admit, it was good on him.
"Why'd you run to Boston?" Finn asked the question everyone had been wondering ever since they opened their invitations. Quinn smiled at a memory and replied,
"I heard it in a song. At the time I was obsessed with Boston by Augustana. It described the…. 'Situation'… best. I thought it was safe. And I guess I dreamed that I'd run here and find a prince that would magically make my life better" she laughed. Everyone laughed along with her after finally having that mystery solved.
"Mommy did I make your life bad?" Elle asked, frowning.
"Of course not baby! You made my life perfect! Mommy just made a few mistakes before you were born." Quinn replied looking around the room.
"Like leaving Daddy?" Elle questioned. Quinn felt a lump in her throat but she knew she had to answer the question truthfully or she'd never feel right.
"Yes Elle, like leaving Daddy." Her eyes briefly flickered to Puck, who looked shocked, then slowly moved around the room. Tina looked happy; Artie looked satisfied. Rachael was in awe. Finn was grinning from ear-to-ear (Quinn could've rolled her eyes); and Mercedes and Kurt looked smug. Elle pondered that for a second, and then decided she had no more questions and went back to tugging Pucks Mohawk. Mercedes and Kurt saw this as their chance and herded Quinn out the door, calling out a "Be right back" as they pushed her into her bedroom. Kurt closed the door and Mercedes stated,
"You love him." Kurt nodded and gave her a 'we're right and you know it' look.
"Well, I never said I didn't." Quinn said innocently.
"Then why the hell aren't you marrying him?" Mercedes demanded.
"Because I'm marrying Charlie." She said.
"You know what we mean." Kurt said. Quinn sighed and admitted,
"I left him. A long time ago. And he never came after me."
"Well sweetie, it's not like you left any clues." Mercedes pointed out.
"He should've known. He should've tried harder. I just… I don't want to talk about it. What's done is done." Mercedes opened her mouth but Quinn pleaded, "Please," They sighed.
"At least you still have fabulous style!" Kurt smiled. The three friends hugged and headed back to the living room. When they got back, everyone was ready to leave; except for Puck, who could've played with Elle forever. Everyone exchanged goodbyes and hugs, and then Artie, Tina, Mercedes, Kurt, Finn, and Rachael left. When they were gone, Quinn suggested Elle get ready for bed. Elle frowned and said,
"But I want to stay and play with Noah. Why can't he be my Daddy instead of stupid Charlie?" Elle complained. Puck laughed and Quinn grimaced but quickly pasted on a smile and said,
"Now Elle, Mommy is marrying Charlie. Not Pu-Noah." Quinn said. Elle frowned and motioned for Puck to lean down. She put both hands on his cheeks and made him look her in the eyes and said,
"Don't worry, she'll change her mind." She smiled, then added, "And don't forget to come back tomorrow and play with me." She ordered. He laughed and agreed. She hugged him and gave him a kiss on the cheek and marched off to her room. Quinn laughed,
"Like father, like daughter." Puck smiled at her then his expression became soft and he said,
"She looks just like you." And he grabbed her hands, "Can I have this dance?" Quinn looked at his earnest expression and nodded. He placed her hands on his chest and wrapped his arms around her waist. She rested her head on his chest and they began swaying back in forth.
They danced for what seemed like forever. But they both knew it had to end. So since Puck started it, he ended it.
"If you could start over again, would you stay?" He asked moving and sitting them both on the couch. Quinn thought and finally replied,
"Yes," Puck smiled and pushed a few loose strands of hair from her face. He kept his hand on that blonde lock and curled it around his finger, never taking his eyes off of hers.
"I love you Quinn, with all of my heart," He said in a voice that was so full of love and compassion, Cupid would've been shocked. Quinn waited a minute then replied,
"I love you Puck." She admitted and smiled.
"Then break up with Charlie." He begged.
"I can't Puck. I just can't." She stopped smiling and shook her head. He would do anything to bring that smile back to her face. He decided not to push it and instead leaned in, cautioning her with his eyes, and kissed her. This kiss wasn't like any of the kisses she'd shared with Charlie. This one had sparks. Quinn felt as if they were floating, like there was no one else but her and Puck. It was like a fairytale. Half of her expected Cinderella or Snow White to waltz in.
The kiss was perfect. But it also had to end, and once again, Puck ended it. After a while, he pulled away and headed to the door.
"Wait," she said walking over to him. She hugged him and whispered into his chest,
"Don't be a stranger, come visit when you can. In fact come tomorrow. We'll tell Elle." She persuaded. He nodded and kissed her forehead and walked out the door.
