Quinn glanced around the Berry's basement, watching her fellow glee club members cling to each other as they sobbed, wishes for time to stop echoing around the room. Tonight, at Rachel's graduation party, everyone was a weepy drunk. Everyone apart from Quinn, who sat on the outskirts of the party, mentally planning what she could start to pack that she wouldn't need between now and the time she left for New Haven. It wasn't long before Blaine came and flopped down next to her.

"I'm jus- I'm just really gonna m-miss you Q" he stumbled on his words, placing an arm around his friend.

"I'll miss you too Blaine" she rolled her eyes, patting Blaine's knee.
"W-will you skype me? Or text me? And visit Kurt and tell me he's ok?"

"Of course I will Blaine, listen, I'm just going to get some fresh air, ok? Are you going to be ok?" she stood, taking the plastic cup of God-knows-what from his hand and replacing it with a bottle of water.

"I'll, I'll be fine" he nodded, raising a hand in a wave as she left, stifling a chuckle – Blaine had always been a funny drunk.

She took a deep breath as she entered the Berry's back garden, closing her eyes for a few seconds of peace.

"When do you leave for Yale?" Quinn spun around as Puck appeared from the shadows, a small smile hovering on his lips.

"Early next week" she replied, taking a step towards him.

"Wow, you're not wasting any time are you?" he chuckled, not surprised in the least, "So I guess this is goodbye then"

"I guess it is" Quinn felt the tears prickling her eyelids, but hurriedly blinked them away.

"Ok, well I'm going to need you to promise me a couple of things Q," he took her hand as she raised an eyebrow, questioningly.

"Firstly, don't sleep with every guy who gives you two wine coolers and tells you to trust him" her head fell forward as she laughed, before nodding her agreement,

"Secondly, never ever text and drive again,"

"You can count on that one" she whispered, nodding again,

"Finally… forget about me. Forget everybody and everything holding you back in this cow town" she looked at the sincerity in his orbs, her gaze slowly drifting down to his lips.
"No promises" she said, before placing a hand on his neck and pulling him in for a kiss. Although he kissed her back, it was him that pulled away first.

"Lucy Q Fabray," he sighed, placing his hands around her waist and his forehead against hers, "you brought me back to life"

"I really am so proud of you Noah" her voice was thick with tears, but her mouth spread into a dazzling smile.

"I'm proud of you too" he smiled back, brushing a stray lock of hair away from her eyes.

As their words hung thick in the air, they both heard the true meaning behind them, the confessions that were too painful to speak now that they were going their separate ways. But, in some strange way, it was closure.

"Wine cooler?" he offered, chucking as she took his hand and they began walking inside.
"Why not? For old times' sake"