There will be two or three more chapters of this story now and of course a fluffy ending. I really want to finish this because usually I start a story and get bored of it after two or three chapters so chapters might become a little shorter. Not to worry though, because I know exactly what happens. Also I had to do a little research on divorce laws. They are very confusing and I'm not sure what they would be if they were married in Ohio and moved to France. I decided to go with the rules in Ohio only. Sorry

Quinn smiled brightly at her new apartment. Sure, it wasn't much but it was all hers. She felt like she had taken the final step towards freedom. Finn and Puck carried in all of her heavy new furniture. Some of it had she had bought; others had been gifts from her friends. She couldn't help but shake her head at the gold studded, music playing vanity Kurt and Mercedes had given her.

Rachel and Quinn sat on the brand new couch watching the two men. Juliana Hudson lay fast asleep in Quinn's arms. Andy, who had recently turned three, followed his dad and his 'Uncle Puck', trying to help.

"We all are going to miss having you around, Quinn," Rachel told her. She wore a sad smile.

"I'm going to miss it too but I only live like five minutes away, Rachel. Don't think you're going to get rid of me that easily."

Rachel laughed. "You should still come over for dinner, at least once a week."

The blonde nodded in agreement. "I think I'll be over more than that."

The two had already unpacked Quinn's new kitchen supplies and half of her wardrobe. They watched as Puck and Finn dropped the final piece of furniture, a red love seat, into the room before falling into it.

"Great job, guys!" Rachel exclaimed. She handed them each a glass of water and gave Andy his in a Sippy Cup.

Andy walked over to Quinn and jumped onto the couch beside her. He would have sat in her lap had that spot not been occupied by his sister. "Auntie Quinn…."he said in a sad little voice.

"Yes, Andy," she responded, giving him a caring look.

"Are you not gonna come over no more?" Clearly, this thought had been haunting him for days.

Quinn shook her head, smiling. "Of course, not, Andy I would miss you too much. I'm coming over for dinner tomorrow."

The little boy let out a relieved sigh. "Okay," he said before hugging her as tight as a three year old could, nearly smashing his baby sister.

Quinn smiled at the boy before Finn lifted him off of her. Rachel took Juliana. "We'll see you tomorrow, Quinn. We can't be late to Andy's singing lessons."

"Okay, bye, guys," Quinn said with a wave. In the last few months the Hudsons had become her family. She would miss living with them.

Quinn glanced at Puck. "Want to stay for dinner?"

He shook his head. "Nah, I should get going, my shift starts in twenty minutes."

"Oh, well, bye, Puck."

Puck turned to leave before stopping and looking at her. "Wait, Quinn, want to go out to eat with me Saturday night? We could go somewhere nice with good food, not crap."

Quinn grinned. "I'd like that."

"Okay, see you then, babe." With that he walked out the door.

Quinn blinked. He hadn't called her babe since high school. She was beaming as she ran to unpack the rest of her things.

GLEE!
"Oh, my, God, that dress makes you look hot, Puck will be all over you!" Mercedes exclaimed to her friend. Quinn, Kurt, and Mercedes were video chatting and the two were helping Quinn look perfect for her date.

Quinn laughed. "You think so?"

Kurt smirked at her. "Quinn that dress looks so good every straight guy in this universe will turn his head when you walk by."

Quinn shrugged. Her dress was a simple blue one with thin straps. It flowed down to just below her ankles in an almost magical pattern. On her feet she wore flats and her hair had been curled slightly to frame her face. Her make-up was simple and she looked beautiful.

Kurt rolled his eyes. "Don't try and be modest, Quinn. Admit it, you look hot." Mercedes nodded in agreement.

Quinn sighed, giggling loudly. "How are your lines selling?" she asked, trying to change the subject.

Mercedes smirked. "Wonderfully, actually, our new fall line is a hit."

"That's great! How are Brit and Santana?"

Kurt sighed. "They are…Brittany and Santana," he shook his head. "They seem happy. Brittany keeps on asking about Rachel and the baby. How are they, by the way?"

"They seem to be doing fine. Juliana is like twice as big as she was two months ago and Andy is more hyper than ever."

"I bet you are happy to have your own place," Mercedes said with a giggle.

Quinn nodded. "I miss them but having my own apartment is really nice." The three laughed together. Quinn's eyes lit up, realizing she forgot to tell them the news. "I talked to Mike today."

"Mike?" they asked in unison.

"Yeah, Mike Chang, he's a lawyer now."

"Oh, yeah, that's right. I almost forgot he went to law school," Mercedes responded.

"Yeah, I always wonder why he didn't move to Alaska with Matt," Kurt added.

"Matt lives in Alaska?" Quinn asked. She hadn't heard about that.

Mercedes rolled her eyes. "Long story short, he met some girl in college who moved to Alaska. He followed her there and now works at a school for under privileged mute children. But let's not get off topic here! Tell us about lawyer Mike."

"Well, I wanted to figure out about divorce and he said as long as Chris is in a different country and we have been apart for a year I can get a legal divorce with one signature," Quinn explained. She was beaming.

Kurt grinned. "Good for you, Quinn, soon you can get that jerk out of your hair and go on with your life."

"Which, quite possibly includes Noah Puckerman," Mercedes added.

Quinn blushed. "Yeah."

"Are you sure it's a good idea to do this all without telling him?" Mercedes asked after a moment. "I know he's a jerk but do you think you owe him an explanation?"

Quinn shook her head. "I never want to see him again."

Kurt nodded. "He doesn't deserve that privilege. If you want Mercedes and I could jet over to Paris and teach him a lesson though."

Quinn laughed. "No, you guys, I just want to forget he ever existed, like I keep saying."

"Fine," Kurt mumbled. "But if you ever change your mind…."

"You guys will be the first people I call," Quinn finished.

"Good," Mercedes said. "So, when is Puck supposed to arrive at your house?"

"Well, he should be here in five minutes but he's always late." Right at that moment the there was a knocking on the door.

Quinn's face lit up with surprise. Puck was almost always late but he was never early, not even by a mere five minutes.

"That him?" Mercedes asked, smirking.

"Yeah, probably," Quinn answered, unable to hide her surprised expression. "He's never early, though."

Kurt was laughing. "Well, what are you waiting for? Get the door!"

Quinn blinked. "Oh yeah, bye guys," she said as she jumped up and approached the door. The person knocked again, this time louder and more impatient. She quickly double checked in the mirror before throwing the door open. Her mouth dropped open in horror when she saw who was there.

The man standing before had dark hair, powerful blue eyes, a nice body, and was smirking triumphantly. "Hello, Quinn," said her ex-husband, Chris Kipp.

Haha I hate cliffies but I'm going to be evil. I bet everyone can guess what's gonna happen anyway. I will update ASAP. It would really help if people reviewed. They make me happy. When I made this story I set a goal of 30 reviews and it would be nice to make it.