Quinn was upstairs at the entertainment room setting up a movie which her family wanted to watch. She chose their favorite, The English Patient, and carefully released the cd on its cover. She was about to go downstairs to get the popcorn when she bumped into her mother.

"Mom, I'm just gonna get the popcorn. You and Billy should make yourselves comfortable when I get there, 'kay?"

"Quinn, you have a visitor."

"Who is it?" Quinn wanted her arrival to be a secret. She doesn't want anyone knowing that she came back because coming back means the past revisited, she believed.

"He said he's your husband. Quinn, I never knew that you are married. Can you please go downstairs and explain everything to us?" Quinn cannot believe what words her mother just said. A husband? Who the hell is that man?


Quinn and her mother go downstairs and she was about to die when she saw him. Sam Evans. Waiting, sitting on the couch with his bag with him. What the hell is he doing here? How dare him say he's my husband? He was looking at Quinn's childhood pictures when she saw Quinn's fiery eyes look at him with intensity. He was about to be lost with those eyes when Quinn's mom said something.

"I thought you two are married? Then go and kiss each other!" Sam remembered that he pretended to be Quinn's husband, this is the only way I could go convince her, he thought to himself.

"Sam, what are you doing here?" Quinn gives him a why-did-you-said-you-are-my-husband-when-you're-no t look.

"I missed you, Quinn. God, I can't even last a day without you." Sam pulls Quinn into his body and envelops her for a hug. He needed to act like he's really Quinn's husband.

"Liar." Quinn whispers to Sam's ears.

"Betrayer." Sam whispers back to Quinn's ears while faking a smile.

"Why don't you help Sam unpack his things to your room, sweetie?"

"He's going to sleep in my room?"

"Of course, he's your husband, right? Don't worry we won't hear the two of you making miracles in bed. I'm tired. Let's just watch the movie tomorrow night, okay?" Judy leans into Quinn's forehead to plant a good night kiss and heads toward their bedroom.


In Quinn's room, Sam mostly did the unpacking. Quinn won't even talk or say something. When Sam starts to undress and change his clothes, Quinn immediately goes to the bathroom to change her clothes as well. Nothing's going to happen, besides, Sam will surely sleep on the couch. Quinn was trying to erase the images of Sam's body as he started to undress, revealing perfectly defined abs and toned muscles. She was surprised because when she got out of the bathroom, wearing a satin nightgown (which curved the outline of her nipples), Sam was actually on her bed, like he was teasing her.

"The couch is over there, Sam. If you don't mind, you can sleep there." Quinn says in between her breaths as she walked closer to Sam and gestured for the couch.

"You know we're a couple, right? There's nothing wrong with two people in love sharing the bed. What if your mom catches us sleeping separately?" Sam gives Quinn a smirk.

"Why are you here, Sam?" Quinn criss-crosses her arms as she asks Sam.

"I'm getting back what I had, you know that, Quinn."

"How's Olivia?" Quinn realizes that she's not gonna win this kind of battle with Sam. She walks to the other side of the bed and sits there, crossing her legs and putting the blanket above it.

"She's not eating anymore. She won't move. She won't do anything. When you stepped out of that house Quinn, you took her hopes of having a child."

"I am so sorry, for what I did to her. I shouldn't have done that. But there's no other way that wouldn't make it painful either, Sam. I don't know. I just can't do it."

"You promised her, Quinn. You made her believe that you're gonna give her a child. If you already knew that things will turn like this in the end, you shouldn't gave her false hopes. I know Olivia. She's fragile."

"I don't know, Sam. But if you really want me back, you have to work hard for it. Good night."


The first thing Quinn read when she woke up was an email from Britanny Pierce, her former high school classmate, Glee Club member, and a cheerleader, like Quinn, too. It's an email informing Quinn that there will be a reunion party with their class. Quinn's not really sure if she's going to go, but she decides to just go to kill time.

"You were saying that you're gonna be out for tonight to attend some reunion party without your husband? What will your mother say about that?" Sam jokingly asks Quinn as she makes their breakfast.

"Geez, it's only a reunion party of my high school classmates, you don't even have a role there."

"So what will they say if Quinn Fabray comes there without a date? I think I should come."

"Fine. Just be quiet."


Sam and Quinn, still pretending to be a married couple, found their way to be comfortable with theirselves. Sam's a natural gentleman, and he always opens the door for Quinn when she gets out, or helps her with the plates after they ate. By evening, Sam accompanied Quinn to the reunion party. Quinn drove their way to William McKinley High School, Quinn's alma mater, and they were greeted by several of Quinn's former classmates, including the Glee Club which Quinn is most proud about.

"I never thought that you're a part of the Glee Club."

"How you wish that you can hear me sing, huh." Quinn chuckles to Sam.

Quinn introduced Sam to her former classmates as of course, her husband. The night went okay for Quinn, just for one little annoying thing: Britanny Pierce flirted with Sam while Quinn was in the restroom. When she came out, she saw Britanny whispering something into Sam's ear. This made her punch someone, a wall, or something that would break her hands so that she can feel other pains, not this kind of jealousy that someone flirting with Sam brings her. She contained herself and collected all possible confidence she has that night, when she's proud to be back home.

"Oh, Britanny, I was about to introduce Sam to you when you made your way towards him first." Sam could notice Quinn's sarcastic tone while saying this, and he shots Quinn a look.

"Yes. He's very cute and sexy, and did I not remember he's your husband? Oh, thank god you came because you don't know what I could do to him!" Britanny chuckles to Quinn and gives Sam a wink causing Quinn to be annoyed more.

"Quinn never told me that she has a smoking hot friend like the one who's talking to us right now." So Sam is flirting back, huh. You'll be dead once we get home.

When Quinn can't take it anymore, she decided to leave Sam alone in that party, a way of punishing him. But Sam caught up her pace and followed her to the car. On their way home, Quinn didn't even say a word about anything that happened earlier, and she just drove as fast as she can so she can rest her mind and drift her body to sleep. When Quinn's silence confused Sam, he confronted her upstairs.

"What's the matter with you?" Sam grabs Quinn's arms as she was about to make her way towards the bathroom.

"You know what the matter is, or should I call a certain Britanny Pierce to remind you?"

Sam realized where Quinn's mood came from. It was because that Pierce girl flirted with him and he half-flirted with her. He does not know what to say, Quinn's being jealous, so what does that mean? That Quinn has feelings for him, Quinn likes him too?

"I'm sorry, Quinn. I didn't mean to hurt you. I shouldn't have done that. I-" Sam says so many words that doesn't even register to Quinn's mind. All she want to do is to kiss those soft, full lips. Kiss them until she passes out. Feel every breath that Sam has, and live that moment forever. And that's what she does.

Quinn moves her body from stillness and looks directly into Sam's deep, green eyes, and she locks her lips with his.

Quinn Fabray kisses Sam Evans for the first time.