A/N Hope you all like the newest chapter. It is on the shorter side. Should be getting into the story now. We'll start finding out about Quinn's past both childhood and college, how she and Colon met, we'll find out Colon's fate (that is awhile off though). Please, Please Review. Your insight and opinions matter and help me improve my writing. Disclaimer: I do not own Glee or any of it's characters. Glee belongs to FOX and it's creators. ENJOY!

Finn found himself awake before everyone in the house. It was barely five o'clock. Back in high school he'd have never considered waking up at such an ungodly hour, but things had changed, he'd changed since then. When Lily had been born he'd done his duty as husband and father by getting up and doing some of the late night, early morning feedings. Then when Lily had become so sick he began waking just to check on her, to see if she was still with them or if the angels had come to take her back to heaven. So now here he was in the early morning hours just before the sun woke up walking around his ex-girlfriend two times over, home.

He had been impressed but not surprised when Brittany had pulled up to the mansion style home. He'd always known Quinn would be successful. What delighted Finn the most was that upon walking into the home he instantly knew that despite its outward appearance, this home was nothing like Fabray Mansion. Off and on for three years he'd spent more time in that house than he'd ever wanted too. Mentally he kicked himself for not realizing fully how truly messed up the Fabray home was. It wasn't until senior year when Russell Fabray died, and Quinn began to fall apart again (though once again the hadn't noticed) did he begin to recognize how aloof, uncaring, and unloving the Fabray family was. Frannie who'd come home for the service never spoke to Quinn, apparently still blaming Quinn for their parents brief split up (Russell had been welcomed back into the family by Judy with open arms at the beginning of Senior year), and Judy had drunk herself into a stupor everyday. The funeral responsibilities had fallen to Quinn. It most have been difficult to plan to funeral of the man who abandoned you when you needed him most. It still ashamed Finn that he was so obtuse to others feelings and struggles back in high school. He'd always thought Kurt or Rachel had the hardest high school experience, but really Quinn had won that contest by miles.

Exploring the house some more as he moved to where he thought the kitchen was, Finn found the office. There were two desks in there facing each other from opposite sides. One was clearly Quinn's, there was laptop on the antique cherry desk, flowers in a crystal vase and toys all around the bottom of the desk and chair. On the wall behind the desk there were two diplomas one for a Bachelor's in Liberal Arts from Yale and the other for a Master's in Fine Arts in Creative Writing from Boston University. Finn remembered one of Rachel's friends attended BU's MFA program and had bragged that it was one of the top 10 creative writing programs.

In the corner on a smaller desk was an old typewriter, Finn guessed from the early 1900s. Of course there were also pictures of Beth, Evan, and Sean all over both the big desk and the little table as well as a zillion Postit notes, pens and pencils, frankly the desk was a complete mess.

Walking to the other side of the room Finn studied Colon's work area. His desk was more modern looking than Quinn's antique one, and was made of oak rather than cherry so it was lighter. A closed laptop held it's place in the center of the desk, pens and pencils sat prim and proper in a holder, a gold name plate reading Major Colon McHugh was placed at the front of the desk next to a plastic name plate that held # 1 Daddy. A diploma from Yale and a certificate of completion from Ranger training hung on the wall. There were only two picture on the desk; the first was of Quinn in her wedding dress, Finn had never seen her look more beautiful in the form fitting strapless gown and her hair swept up into a mess up do, she looked so happy he could see a sparkle in her usually sullen hazel orbs. The second photo was a family portrait of Colon with Quinn and the kids. Gently picking up the photo Finn examined the man in the photograph. He'd seen plenty of pictures of Colon in the last twenty-four hours but he hadn't had a chance to really look at the man who'd captured and apparently fixed Quinn's heart. Something that neither he nor Puck had been able to do; they'd actually only done her fragile heart more damage. As Finn studied the picture he discovered that Colon was a mix between himself and Puck. He was as tall as Finn maybe a little taller but had more of Puck's physic. His jaw was chiseled and box like, his hair was buzzed short in the military fashion but appeared to be blonde. His eyes were a bright blue, much like little Sean's. Finn had to admit, however begrudgingly, that Colon was a very handsome man and in another lifetime or perhaps with different life choices could have been a model or movie star. It was no doubt in Finn's mind that if, no when, Quinn decided to grace a red carpet the couple would instantly become fan favorites and top the hottest couples list.

"He looks like everything I ever thought Quinn would, should end up with." Turning Finn saw his old friend leaning against the doorframe to the office.

"Handsome, accomplished, brave, a true knight in shining armor." Finn replied as he replaced the picture in the exact same place he'd found it, if the conditions of their desks were any indication Colon was the neat freak in the family.

"Is it horrible to be a little jealous of a man who is likely dead or fighting for his life right now?" Puck asked seriously and earnestly.

Finn shook his head as he accepted the coffee that Puck handed him. "No, I think not. He has Quinn, and though I love Rachel more than anything and wouldn't change anything in my life, Quinn is Quinn and …"

"She was the fantasy. The girl all us common men wished to have." Finn nodded. There was nothing to be said to that. He'd spent the half of his high school career not thinking about Rachel, dreaming up the perfect dream life with Quinn on his arm. They'd life in a large house, have three kids, two boys and a little girl who looked like Quinn. They'd both be successful and happy.

"What are you doing up so early?" Puck asked as he led Finn out to the kitchen, clearly he hadn't had trouble remembering it's whereabouts.

"I'm usually up this early. It's a habit now from having to check up on Lily. You?"

Puck just shrugged and sat at the kitchen table, "Couldn't sleep. I just can't stop thinking about everything we've learned. I mean Quinn went from not being in our lives, as far as we knew, to playing a huge part in them. Now we are here and she's married with two kids and two on the way and her husband missing in actions. It's just so much."

"I know. It's hard to process but she saved my daughter's life I an indebt to her. Not to mention I fell guilty, like I dropped a giant ball in high school. Brittany isn't actually being subtle, and it's clear that something big happened to Quinn in the past."

"Something we all missed."

"You can't feel guilty, we were all young naive kids in high school. It was wasn't our job to look for any problems in Quinn's family life." Brittany appeared beside the two men Santana and Rachel following her.

"But there was something to be found?" Rachel said as she sat on Finn's lap and he hugged her close.

"Yes, but that is not my story to tell. Just know that Quinn doesn't blame any of us for being blind. If anything we helped her, even if we didn't know it."

Finn hated it when people were cryptic. He was more intuitive than he had been in high school but he wasn't great either. He still missed the subtle, okay bigger than subtle, things in people nonverbal communication. Rachel often had to hit him over the head with a frying pan when he clearly wasn't seeing that she was upset or mad.

"Russell was abusive." Rachel stated. Brittany didn't look at her, Finn knew that one, it was definitely a confirmation.

Little feet pounding on the group interrupted to conversation that was to come before it had a chance to start. Evan appeared followed by Sean. Both boys were blonde like their parents, Sean's eyes like Colon, but Evan had Quinn's eyes. Evan was tall for a five year old and thin, again much like Quinn, where as Sean had a stockier broader build, but he was still rather tall for a two year old. "Aunt Brittany can you make us your pancakes? Can we make some for Momma, she is still sleeping."

Brittany stood from he chair and nodded, "Of course, I can't not make my pancakes for my favorite assistant chefs, Evan you know what to get."

Finn smiled as the boys eyes lite up and he ran to a cupboard and pulled out a pan.

"I help." Sean stamped his little foot which caused Rachel to giggle.

"You will, now get over her little man." Brittany smiled and opened her arms for the toddler who promptly ran over too her and was deposited on a chair next to the counter where Brittany was now gathering the ingredients for breakfast.

Finn and everyone else watched in awe as the threesome worked flawlessly. Brittany doing the parts the two little boys were to young to do but other wise letting the twosome pour and mix the ingredients. The threesome laughed and giggled which caused the adults at the table to the same. Soon Mickey Mouse pancakes were finished and everyone was eating quietly at the table.

"My daddy is in the army." Evan said when he was finished eating. "Momma says it is the most honorable job a daddy can have. He is protecting us and Beth and Momma."

Finn gave the boy a tight smile. He had no clue that his daddy could be dead right now.

"It is. We are all proud of him." Rachel replied.

"Momma writes books and takes pictures." Sean supplied now that he too had finished. "Momma makes up the best night time stories. They are scary sometimes and sometimes they are funny and happy."

"I like Disney, do you like Disney?" Evan asked and Finn realized he was looking right at him.

"I do. Aladdin is my favorite."

"Buzz Lightyear is my favorite. Sean likes Ariel, she's a girl."

"Do not, I like Buzz too." Sean yelled back his little face going red.

"Liar all you want to watch is the Little Mermaid. That movie is so old."

"Alright time to take Momma here breakfast." Brittany interrupted the impending fight.

Once gone Santana laughed, "Oh those two are a handful I can tell. Quinn's in for it when they get older."

She definitely was, Finn thought, he just hoped Colon would be here too to help.


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