Chapter Six:

Quinn closed the door and showed Sam to the living room. "It's been seven years but your house really hasn't changed." Sam said.

"Never mind that! What on earth is going on?"

"I've left Daisy. That's it. Nothing to tell." He said shrugging.

"Sam! There's more to this than you're telling me." The silence that followed was deafening.

"Since last week I haven't been able to stop thinking about you Quinn. I haven't let my phone leave my side, waiting for anything, even a simple 'hi'. You never bothered Quinn, but still I couldn't stop thinking about you. Last week was like meeting you all over again, except without the slushie facial. I had to be with you Quinn. You're everything to me and I think you always have been."

"So, you left her for me?"

"Not in her eyes."

"I'm confused."

"I'd packed my clothes and hidden them in a wardrobe, ready for me to pick up tonight and leave. I'd been plucking up the courage to tell her, knowing how much grief it would cause our families but eventually they'd understand that neither of our hearts were in it. Anyway I get home and notice a pair of shoes at the foot of the stairs and a trail of clothes that leads to our bedroom. I could hear Daisy talking and laughing and I heard a voice that I just didn't recognise. A man's voice. I opened the door and lying in my bed are the pair of them looking ridiculously pleased with themselves.

I walked over to the wardrobe and pulled out my bag of clothes and told her I was leaving and that it was over. I told her that even if this hadn't happened, I was leaving tonight anyway. You were the only person I thought of Quinn. I just had to see you. I had to tell you it was over between Daisy and I. A week doesn't sound like much, but for me it was a long time. The past week has dragged in. When your house is so quiet because neither of you has nothing to say, you spend a lot of time just thinking about other things. Quinn you were the only thing that I thought about." He concluded.

"I'm sorry Sam." Quinn said. It was all she could think of saying. "Come here." She said. She put her arms around him and hugged him. He hugged her back and began crying into her shoulder.

"I don't know why I'm crying. This is what I've wanted since I was seventeen years old. I'm out of a horrid relationship with Daisy and sat here with you Quinn. You've got to believe me that this is what I want." He said. They broke apart.

"Come on, you've had a rough night. I'll show you to the guest room where you can freshen up and I'll get us something to eat. Once you've recovered from this then maybe we can discuss what happens next for us."

"Thank you Quinn. I'm so grateful, you'll never understand how grateful."

"Oh I think I do." Quinn replied, remembering how grateful she was when anyone did the smallest thing for her after Max died...

"Poor Sammy." Brittany said breaking the silence.

"Yeah. Don't tell him I told you though, he hates that part of our story. He doesn't like being vulnerable even though I constantly tell him it's all a part of being human." Quinn looked at the clock it was 10:30pm she'd been talking for almost two hours. Normally she was fast asleep but tonight she'd never felt more awake. "Don't stop there we want more! Don't we girls?" Mercedes shrieked.

"Oh yes!" they all replied...

"We'll take it!" Quinn and Sam said together.

"You're sure?" Michael asked.

"Yes!" they screeched.

"Without another viewing?"

"Michael, I've shown that house a hundred times in the past three months." Quinn told him.

"Yeah, she sold it to me straight away too." Sam told him.

"I'll get in touch with the owner then. Are you matching the price?"

"Yes, to the cent."

"Ok I'll be in touch." Michael said. Quinn squealed with excitement.

"Don't get too excited Quinn. You're working tomorrow."

"Way to dampen my spirits, Michael!"

Sam was still living with Quinn at her mother's house. Quinn had suggested they start looking for a place of their own. Only one property had sprung to their minds. The house where they re-entered each other's lives. Quinn knew it was still available and it was her dream home. Ten months ago, Quinn was just arriving home; heartbroken and penniless. Now she was happy, in love and about to purchase her dream home. She kept thinking of Max as her guardian angel, giving her the courage to move on with her life.

"We shouldn't get out hopes up Quinn." Sam said when they were driving home.

"Why not? We've matched the owner's price. There hasn't been any interest in the house for a couple of months either."

"Just don't hope too much."

"Someone somewhere is watching over us." She said, Sam knew exactly who she meant. Days passed. Everytime the phone rang in the office Quinn hoped it was the owner confirming that their offer had been accepted. Nothing. "They'll get in touch soon." Sam kept reassuring her. Quinn wasn't as convinced as she initially had. Maybe this was a sign from Max that it was too soon to be moving into a new home with Sam. They'd only been together a couple of months. "If we don't get this house maybe we should stop looking and just stay here for a while longer." She eventually told him. "Are you crazy? As much as I'm grateful for the hospitality you and your mother have given me. We need to move out soon. Living here is not going to be good for our long term relationship." As he finished Quinn's phone rang. It was Michael. "Hey boss what's up?" she said, whilst Sam stood there just listening. "Yeah... Really?" she said sounding excited. The suspense was killing Sam. "Ok, so we'll pop down tomorrow and sort things? That sounds great. Thank you ever so much Michael! Yeah, bye." Quinn hung up the phone and stared at Sam.

"Well?" Sam said.

"We got the house!" she exclaimed.

"Really?"

"Oh yes! We need to go down to the office tomorrow and sort out the finer details. If it's a quick process we can be in by the end of the month, maybe, potentially sooner."

"We've done it baby. We're on the way up. This is just the start for us. This is just the beginning." Sam said hugging her tightly. Quinn looked up to the sky and whispered "Thank you Max." He really was helping her move on.

A month later Quinn and Sam were loading up the last of their things in her car. "Bye Mum, thanks for everything." Quinn told her mother just before she got in the car.

"Yeah thank you so much Ms. Fabray." Sam said.

"Don't mention it, either of you. It's been a pleasure having you here. Both of you and Sam how many times have I told you, it's Judy!" she said laughing.

"See you soon, I love you Mum."

"I love you too sweetie..."

"Don't stop now Quinn, it's getting juicy!" Rachel said.

"Guys, have you seen the time? It says 11:30pm, I'm getting married tomorrow, I need my beauty sleep. Sam might just run past me as I walk down the aisle if I have big black circles under my eyes. I'll hold you all responsible." Quinn told them laughing. "Look, you can all stay here if you want. I'll tell you the rest while you help me get ready tomorrow if you want." She offered.

"That sounds awesome." They all said.

"Goodnight." She told them. Quinn got herself into bed, going to sleep for the final time unmarried.