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New York
"What happened between you and Sam?" Santana whispered into Quinn's ear as they sat on the plane on their way to New York. Quinn refused to answer, not because she didn't want to tell her friend; but because she didn't even understand herself what had happened.
One minute they were holding hands, the next he was breaking up with her. The blonde tried to wipe away the stray tear that was travelling down her cheek before the Latino saw it.
"Awww Quinn." She expected a mean sarcastic comment to follow but instead Santana wrapped her arm around Quinn's shoulder and pulled the girl into a hug. She sank into her friends arms and let out a sigh of relief.
Sam walked out of the plane toilet and spotted Quinn talking quite intimately with Santana, he caught his ex's eye and she immediately looked back down.
Santana looked in the direction that Quinn had and noticed Sam staring back at the two; she gave him a glare then continued to comfort her friend.
He wanted desperately to rush over there and apologise, but knew he couldn't; so instead he slowly drifted back over to his seat beside Puck and Mike.
They arrived at JFK at around midday; they slowly trudged towards baggage claim and collected their luggage. Mr Schue had arranged a small bus to drive them to their hotel; where they checked in.
Instead of getting settled, the Glee Club decided that they couldn't wait any longer and rushed outside to explore.
They all sat on the steps in Time's square whilst they ate their lunch, Quinn watched Rachel stare around at all of the billboards and lights; "I made it."
"That girl is crazy." Santana declared to the group; Rachel ignored her and continued looking in awe at the city.
"A year and a half ago, the New Directions were nothing but a group of six misfits stumbling their way through a horrific rendition of 'Sit down you're rocking the boat.' And now here we are, at the top of the Show Choir heap… NATIONAL'S!" Kurt squealed in excitement.
"I wanna go hit up Central Park, get my frolic on." Tina smiled just at the thought.
"I wanna throw stuff off the Brooklyn Bridge." Puck announced with a smirk, Lauren rolled her eyes at the boy.
"Guys hold on, I mean we still have two songs to write." Everyone looked over at Finn like he was crazy.
"Okay Mr Bossy Pants. But I think we have some time for a tune before we leave." Everyone nodded in agreement with Kurt, who then burst out into song and everyone else joined in; "Start spreading the news, I'm leaving today. I wanna be a part of it, New York, New York…"
Rachel walked up to the singing group; "Guys. I have news, to celebrate our impending win at National's. I got us thirteen tickets to see Broadway's longest running show ever; 'Cats'."
The brunette pulled out the tickets and fanned herself with them, cheers ran through the group.
"You might wanna check the dates on those tickets Rachel, because 'Cats' closed about eleven years ago." Quinn reminded her, she wasn't in the mood for the girl's annoying personality today; the group looked upset.
"He did seem crazy… He charged my credit card by sweeping it through his butt crack…
Finn rallied the group back into the hotel, so that they could start writing their songs. Quinn mindlessly followed Mercedes and Tina to the elevators.
"Did you know that New York City is built right on top of Old York City."
Tina's expression turned to disbelief; "I'm pretty sure that's not true."
"Well I'm just pretty." Mercedes smiled, they reached the elevator at the same time as Sam and Mike; Sam looked up to see who were walking towards him.
Quinn locked eyes with the opposite blonde and before he could speak, she turned around and walked in the completely opposite direction. She spotted Santana at the bar and rushed over to her.
"Awkward much?" She giggled as the blonde sat down on the stool next to her.
"I wouldn't know, I got the hell out of there." Quinn sighed in relief.
Before Santana could speak they were interrupted by Mr Schue; "Hey guys, group meeting in the room now."
"Do you know that I can order a steak sandwich at three in the morning from their all night dining menu? I feel like Eloise!" Kurt announced with a grin.
"I have pills for that." Brittany declared.
"Guys this is your time. Now you are all on lock down until you finish writing our songs for Nationals, I want at least two solid verses by the time I get beck." Mr Schue instructed the group.
"Aren't you gonna help us?" Tina looked at him expectantly.
"Ummm… I will be back and read your amazing creations and give notes, but right now I have to go to the theatre to fill out some paper work…" He walked out of the room, leaving the Glee Club scattered around the room looking lost.
Rachel stood up; "We should split up into groups, that way we can work together."
The group looked at her in contemplation then sighed in defeat, there was no point in arguing with the bossy brunette.
"Fine." Quinn grabbed Santana's hand and pulled her over to the opposite corner to Sam.
Mercedes groaned and rolled off the bed to follow them.
Later on, they were all sat on the two beds watching in astonishment at Brittany, Puck and Artie's performance of their song 'My Cup'.
"Hold on, are you singing about a cup?" Tina asked in bewilderment once they finished.
"Yeah totally." Brittany replied completely oblivious to everyone's shock.
Quinn exhaled and stood up; "We gotta get out of here."
"Wait-No-no, no, Mr Schue gave us explicate instructions-"
"To write a song, and our problem is that our only inspiration is mattresses and bathroom cups." Quinn declared while putting on her coat.
"Quinn's right. We're in the artist capital of the world. Poet's, musicians, actors and playwrights, every dreamer that has ever lived has passed through this city. And if we want our dreams to come true, we need to be out there with them; not stuck in here." Puck announced, the group all agreed except Finn and Rachel.
"Guys I don't think this is a good idea, I mean; we've still got those songs to write and if we don't write them, we're going to lose."
"No they're right, can't you hear the city calling you?" Lauren said to Finn.
"We don't need to write songs for Nationals, New York is going to write them for us." Quinn dreamily smiled, Finn contemplated the girls words; then smiled in mischief.
They all escaped the hotel without being spotted by Mr Schue and began singing; 'I Love New York/New York, New York'.
Quinn danced around, slightly forgetting about everything that had happened with Sam; until he accidently sat down next to her and without looking at who he was sat by, put his arm around her. She winced at the touch of him, Sam turned to see an uncomfortable looking Quinn; he recoiled his arm as she jumped up from the bench and joined the group who were now dancing around a fountain.
The boys were all sat down in various places around their hotel room.
"Hey, can I try something out with you guys? I think that one of our songs should be a duet with me and Rachel…" Finn looked around to see their expressions.
"I just wanna win. We all know that you two doing a duet is our best shot at doing that." Mike said as he threw a paper aeroplane at the taller boy.
"Awesome." Finn smiled as it hit him.
"Okay can we talk about the Jewish elephant in the room? Ask her out dude." Finn looked at Puck who was lounging on the couch.
"Who Rachel, but she's totally into Jesse right now."
"You're in New York; the city of Love."
Sam looked confused; "I thought that was Paris." He commented with a load of popcorn in his mouth.
"Anything's possible here. You need to ask her out tonight. Take her on one of those awful date's you see in those unwatchable romantic comedies that you grow a vagina if you watch all the way through."
"This is your shot dude. Remember when I sang 'Your Song' to Quinn during that game? You need to do something like that." Sam reminded Finn unable to hide his disheartened expression.
"Thanks guys." He got up and left the hotel room.
"Now moving onto the blonde elephant in the room, what happened between you and Quinn; I mean one minute you were all lovey dovey the next you won't even look at each other."
Sam tried to ignore Puck's words, suddenly he felt a light pang of pain on the side of his head, he looked down to see one of Mike's paper aeroplane's.
"C'mon just tell us Sam." Mike said meaningfully, Sam looked at the Puck, Mike and Artie, then sighed in defeat.
"I broke up with her after Jean's funeral…"
"Why?" Artie asked with a confused expression.
"Because I thought that it'd be easier for her to let me go if she thought that I had too…"
Mike looked puzzled, he then turned to Puck to see if he knew what the blonde meant; "Why!?"
"My dad got a job offer out of state. Which means that we're going to be moving there after school ends this year."
Artie, Puck and Mike's jaw's all dropped and their eyes widened; "You can't leave! What about us? What about the Glee Club? We need you!" Sam looked despondently at Puck.
"I'm sorry man, but my dad need's this job."
"So you haven't told Quinn yet?" Artie asked with a saddened look.
Sam shook his head; "No, you're the only ones that know and it has to stay that way. At least until after National's, I need to be the one to tell the rest of the group."
The three boys nodded in agreement, but all still had sorrowful expressions.
Kurt and the girls except Rachel were all having a pillow fight, feathers were flying everywhere but that didn't stop them. Rachel sat at her laptop trying to concentrate, Quinn hit her over the head with her pillow and ran away squealing; Santana burst out laughing at the brunettes enraged face.
Rachel was about to explode but she saw her phone flash and read the text; the next thing they all knew, was that Rachel was gone and they had all this mess to clear up.
"Where'd Rachel go? I only noticed because I'm not constantly having to dodge her beak." Santana remarked, Quinn and Lauren giggled.
"Guys we gotta go." Puck put his phone back inside his pocket as he stood up.
"Wait, where are we going?" Sam asked as he perched himself up on his elbows.
"It's nearly ten o'clock; Mr Schue will kill us if he catches us out of our room." Artie announced, Puck waved their comments away.
"Finn needs us to help him do some romancing." He winked at the group, they all rolled their eyes but followed him out of the room; each trying to be as silent as possible in case Mr Schue heard them.
They eventually arrived at the street corner where Finn had instructed them to meet him and Rachel.
"There they are!" Mike pointed as he saw the two brunettes walking towards them; Puck immediately began to play 'Bella Notte' from Lady and the Tramp on the accordion he had somehow got his hands on, and they all began to sing.
Rachel and Finn walked past them and continued chatting, whilst their own personal street singers followed.
Quinn woke up to find Santana's foot in her face, she shoved it away resulting in the Latino moaning and rolling over. The blonde chuckled and sat up to look at the chaos that was their room; it looked like a bomb of feathers had exploded in there.
Mercedes, Tina, and Lauren were still unconscious on their beds, Brittany was dosing in and out of sleep whilst sucking her thumb.
Quinn furrowed her brow; "Where's Rachel?" Santana stirred once more before finally giving in and sitting up to join Quinn.
"I don't know, maybe she went back to the shire where the rest of her people are." The blonde playfully rolled her eyes.
Santana and Brittany stood outside the bathroom banging on the door for the blonde to hurry up.
"Quinn! Stop hogging the bathroom! I need's to re-pencil my eyebrows on."
Santana turned to Brittany; "Doesn't she get it-" suddenly the door slid opened.
"It's all yours." Quinn rolled her eyes at the complaining Latina.
"Everybody's already in the other room working." Santana followed the blonde glaring at the back of her head.
"Yeah? Is Mr Schue in there? Cause I think I'm going to tell him that Rachel and Kurt keep sneaking off."
"You can't do that! He'll have to suspend them." Brittany replied.
"And there goes our chances at National's, darn!" Sarcasm oozing from Quinn's voice.
"You know, we get it. You're pissed about Sam dumping your sweet ass, get over it."
"I don't want to get over it! Okay!?" Quinn shouted at Santana.
"The only person you're sabotaging is yourself-"
"I DON'T CARE ABOUT SOME STUPID SHOW CHOIR COMPETION!" both Santana and Brittany took a step back, shocked at Quinn's outburst.
"Well you should! Cause this is the ONE chance we actually have to feel good about ourselves!" Santana stared angrily into the blondes now watering eyes.
"Aren't we supposed to be the popular girls? So why can't we have our dreams come true? Rachel has it, Tina has it; even Zizes hooks up."
Santana glanced at Brittany then back to Quinn who was now sat on the bed wiping away her tears. The two standing girls slowly made their way over to the bed to sit on either side of Quinn.
"I just wanted someone to love me…"
"I think I know how to make you feel better…"
"I'm flattered Santana, but I'm really not that into that."
It took Santana a moment to realise what the blonde had meant; "No I'm not talking about that. I'm talking about a haircut."
"Yes! Totally." Brittany nodded her head in agreement.
Quinn exhaled and leant her head on Santana's shoulder.
The un-holy trinity walked back into the hotel room after visiting a hair salon just down the street to join everyone else who were looking extremely glum.
"Jeez guys, who died?" The group looked up to see who the new arrivals were, Sam looked straight back down at his hands; "She got a haircut?" he thought to himself.
"Mr Schue is leaving us." Tina whispered.
"He leaving us for Broadway." She repeated only louder so that the three girls could hear.
The girls eyes widened at the news; "How do you know that?" Quinn asked the group.
"Goolsby told us." Kurt answered.
The group went quiet, Quinn sat down on the floor beside the bed in which Mercedes, Tina and Mike were sat on; Brittany joined her, Santana couldn't sit down, she was slowly pacing by the door trying to figure out what they should do.
Suddenly the group heard movement coming from behind the hotel room door; Mr Schue stumbled in trying to hold up several boxes of pizza.
"Alright guys! Who's up for some real New York City pizza?" He stopped when he noticed the troubled looks on each of his member's faces.
"We heard…" Quinn said.
"Heard what?" Mr Schue asked confused.
"About you leaving to be on Broadway." Mercedes answered with a glum expression.
He sighed and placed the pizzas on the side table; "Look… I haven't made my mind up about anything-"
"We get it. And we're happy for you" Kurt smiled.
"You've inspired us in so many ways, so… This is just another." Mr Schue looked down at Rachel.
"Wait, I don't understand, who-who told you guys?"
"Goolsby." Everyone looked up at Mr Schuester, waiting for him to say something.
"You okay Mr Schue?" Mike asked with concern, there was a small pause before he replied.
"I'm not going, I'm staying with you guys. I had my moment on that stage and it was glorious; but you and I have some unfinished business to take care of." The whole group smiled.
"Get out your notebooks, time to get to work. C'mon guys this is National's!"
Puck got up and pulled his teacher into a bear hug, Sam followed suit and so did the rest of the Glee Club; cheers and yells erupted from them.
The New Directions all arrived at the venue in which National's was being held, there were hundreds of show choirs all in their own costumes; ranging from electric blue dresses with matching ties to an entire group in morph suits.
"We made it, we're one of the top fifty show choir's in the nation. Tomorrow only ten will move onto the showcase live for the National championship!" Rachel squealed.
"We have so got this!" Kurt jumped up and down.
"Okay usually I'm quite cautious about getting your hopes up, but honestly guys I think we have a really good shot at winning this thing." The group all clapped in excitement.
"Alright everybody put your hands in the middle! One, two, three; New Directions!" They all flung their hands into the circle then raised them in unison.
Mr Schue then led the group inside so that they good check in. Sam was leaning against a pillar in the huge entrance, he was reading the program, he smiled as he read their name; "McKinley High School - The New Directions".
He scrolled up and down the list; his eyes were drawn to the name "Blue Ash High School – The Blue Phoenix's" So that was the name of the show choir group at his new school in Cincinnati.
"Sam c'mon, we're about to take our seats!" Artie yelled at the blonde, Sam looked up and noticed his group slowly make their way into the seating area.
The group sat down just as the first show choir group began to sing 'Yeah' by User, Sam laughed at Puck's face; he had never seen the boy concentrate so hard in his life.
"What's wrong with you?" Sam asked with a goofy grin.
"I'm trying to figure out who's the hottest, so that I can get her number." Puck whispered back without taking his eyes off the girls; Sam playfully rolled his eyes at the womanizing boy.
Quinn tried to control her breathing, she was extremely nervous about their performance. Santana ran up to her from behind.
"You okay?"
Quinn mumbled something inaudibly.
"You'll be fine, and we all will be fine." Santana reassured her blonde friend.
Quinn nodded and turned to look at the Latina who pulled her in for a hug, Quinn then locked eyes with Sam, she tried to look away but couldn't. He stared at her, and then nodded at her in encouragement; she couldn't hold back the smile that crept onto her face, which he returned.
The curtain's fell in front of the performing show choir, applause could be heard from behind, the group all rushed off stage celebrating.
Mr Schue gathered the New Directions and gave them a few last minute words of encouragement.
"Break a leg guys. I'll be in the audience cheering you all on." He then left them at the edges of the stage waiting to go on, the curtain lifted and the piano began to play.
Rachel and Finn began their duet 'Pretending', walking onto the stage from opposite ends. The rest of the group slowly edged their way onto the stage, singing the backup vocals, the girls entered from the right and the boys from the left.
Sam moved towards Quinn and couldn't help but let his hand slightly graze her back as he moved past her; she looked up at him but didn't have time to question his gesture before she had to move into position.
The song came to an end at the entire audience stayed quiet; the group had their backs to them and were completely oblivious to Finn and Rachel's inappropriate and ill timed kiss.
Eventually someone from the crowd began to clap leading the rest to join in; the next song 'Light up the World' began leaving no time to dwell on the audience's late reaction.
Quinn, Santana and Brittany danced in unison during the Latino's solo; the all twirled into the arms of their dance partners, Quinn looked up to see Sam swaying his hips in time to the music with her. He winked at her and spun her around and moved into his next position.
The song ended to a momentous amount of cheers and claps from the audience, Sam ran over to Quinn and picked her up then span her around in the air, she squealed in excitement. He placed her back down and without thinking he kissed her, they only broke apart because Puck and Brittany pulled the blonde couple into a group hug.
Quinn had tried to ignore Sam's stares and attempts to start a conversation with her; she was completely confused as to why he had broken up with her then out of nowhere kissed her.
Sam had had enough of Quinn blanking him, so he decided to just corner her and actually try and have a mature talk with her; however his plans were interrupted by several screams of delight coming from other show choirs.
The New Directions all turned their heads in shock to see what had caused the shrill of excitement.
Kurt rushed over from the crowd and towards the Glee Club.
"They just posted the top ten for the showcase! Gather round, it's the moment two years in the making!" he jumped up and down, waving his hands around in an attempt to gather the group.
"Okay, okay what do we do?" Rachel looked nervously around, then looked at Mr Schue.
"Let's go look at it together. C'mon." The group nodded and they all walked towards the list of names.
Without even thinking Quinn grabbed Sam's hand unsure if it was due to anxiety or just wanting to feel him. Sam smiled and kissed her hand.
"Err I'm too nervous to look." Rachel stated.
"I'll go." Mr Schuester moved slowly towards the list and searched for their name.
"What did we place?" Finn could take the suspense no longer, he and the rest of the members all looked at Mr Schue expectantly.
"Well Mr Schue? Say it. What did we rank?"
"We didn't."
They couldn't believe it, after all the work they had put in, after everything they had been through; it had all been for nothing.
"I'm so sorry you guys, we aren't in the top ten."
"I told you, that that kiss would cost you the competition. How could you be so stupid Finn!?" Jesse declared to the group, Puck managed to grab Finn in time before the taller brunette could punch Jesse in the face.
The Glee Club all arrived back at the hotel some time later, no one had spoken a word to each other; they were all still numb after their loss.
They reached the girl's room where they all congregated and sat in silence.
Mr Schue went back to his room in an attempt to think of a way to make them all feel better.
Quinn sat on one of the beds staring at the opposite wall, which incidentally Sam was leaning against. Santana was gripping the windowsill, making her knuckles turn white; watching the busy city.
She suddenly turned around and glared at Rachel.
"You did this! You kissed him during our performance!" Rachel winced away from the Latina, within a second Santana was tackling the girl to the floor and screaming in her face.
Sam, Mike and Quinn all jumped into action and somehow pried Santana off of the petrified girl.
"Listen, I'm from Lima Heights Adjacent and I'm proud! Do you know what goes down in Lima Heights Adjacent!? Bad things!" Santana was yelling at Rachel in Spanish, still struggling against the three holding her back.
Mr Schuester walked in to find the Latina being held back by Sam, Quinn and Mike who were preventing her from getting at Rachel.
"What is going on in here!?" He shouted and everyone turned around in shock; Santana froze as he stared angrily at them all.
"Can I not leave you alone for one minute without one of you starting a fight!?" the group looked down at their shoes in guilt, Mr Schue sighed in frustration.
"Santana, Puck, Mercedes, Lauren, Brittany and Artie go upstairs into the boys room. If you can't be in the same room as each other then I will split you all up!" the chosen seven all stood up and begrudgingly walked out of the room to their ordered destination; leaving Quinn, Rachel, Finn, Sam, Tina and Mike still in the room with Mr Schue.
"I came into tell you all that we leave tomorrow at nine sharp. If you're not ready on time, we won't wait." Mr Schue told them firmly and stalked out of the room to tell the others.
Quinn and Tina let out a breath they had both been holding.
"Well I guess we wait here until Santana calms down?" Finn half stated half asked the remaining members.
"She's going to kill me in the night…" Rachel shuddered at the thought of waking up to find Santana staring down at her with evil in her eyes; Quinn rolled her eyes at how dramatic the brunette was being.
Quinn, Tina and Mike sat on the beds whilst Rachel sat on Finn's lap on the only chair in the room; leaving Sam to sit against the wall on the floor. They were silent for a while until Quinn could take it no longer.
"Oh my god!" She got up and turned on the TV in the room; "I can't stand the quietness!" Tina giggled at the blonde voicing all of their opinions. Sam smiled as he watched Quinn take control, showing her head cheerleading roots.
He took out his phone and subtly sent her a text. Quinn felt her side vibrate; she retrieved her phone from her pocket and saw that she had a text from Sam.
"We need to talk, lets' get out of here." She looked at him as if he was crazy and replied by texting; "You can't be serious? If Mr Schue catches us; he will kill us!"
Sam smiled as he read her text.
"What can he do? And who said anything about him catching us?"
Instead of replying after reading his newest text, Quinn looked at him to try and decipher if he was being serious, Sam felt her eyes on him and looked up to see her looking at him with an intense stare.
He winked at her; she blushed then stood up and quickly walked out of the room.
"Wait where is she going?" Rachel asked panicked.
"I'll go get her…" Sam smiled at Quinn's unsubtly and followed her out, leaving the rest of the group stunned and nervous at the thought of Mr Schue walking in to find the two blondes gone.
"So… what did you want to talk about?" Quinn asked as she and Sam strolled down the busy city streets towards Central Park.
He thought for a moment before replying; "I wanted to explain everything that happened at the funeral and… why I did it." He looked at Quinn to see what her reaction was, she tried to keep her expression emotionless; but it didn't really work.
They stayed quiet until they reached the famous park, even though it was getting later; there were still plenty of people walking around, some even jogging. Sam sat down on the nearest empty bench and gestured for Quinn to join him, she hesitated before agreeing, but still refusing to look at him.
Sam sighed knowing there was no way to sugar coat the truth; "A couple of days before the funeral, my parents sat me down and told me that my dad had been offered a job…"
Quinn looked at him in surprise, but before she could say anything Sam continued.
"The job is in Cincinnati." She looked at him in shock unsure of what to say, and then it finally hit her.
"So you're going to be moving away, leaving McKinley, the Glee Club and…" she gulped; "and me…"
Sam looked down at his hands trying to think of something he could say or do that would make everything all better.
"Why didn't you tell me? Why did you just break up with me like I was nothing?" tears started streaming down her face, but she didn't care.
"I-I thought… I thought this way was better… that I was somehow sparing you of more pain."
Quinn scoffed, stood up and started to walk away, he rushed after her and span her around.
"I thought that if I pretended that I didn't want to be with you anymore, that you would eventually move on. I didn't want to hold you back. I love you Quinn, but I decided that if we couldn't be together that you should and need to be happy… even if that means not being with me."
Quinn shook her head at him in disbelief; "Why didn't you just tell me!? Why put me through all of that garbage of the break up?"
Sam looked desperately at her, wanting her to understand his actions.
"Well you know what Sam. You got your wish, we aren't together; and we never will be." Quinn then shook off his grip on her arm, pulled off the ring that had still been on her finger and thrust it into his hands. Then made her way back to the hotel leaving Sam stood in the middle of the path all alone watching her walk away. Once she had disappeared into the vast crowd;staring at the ring in his hands.
Quinn wiped her eyes one last time before opening the door, everyone looked up in fright; probably all scared that it was Mr Schue. Rachel and Mike sighed in relief.
"Where have you been!? And where's Sam!?" Rachel hissed at the blonde as she sat down in her previous seat.
"None of your business Rachel." Quinn snarled back.
About half an hour later Mr Schuester walked in; and to all of their relief he didn't look entirely angry, more frustrated and tired.
"Rachel, I've had a talk with Santana and she agreed not to start another fight; okay? And believe me that if there is any dispute or hostility towards each other there will be consequences."
Rachel begrudgingly nodded.
"Okay Finn and Mike lets go back upstairs to the boys room, Sam's already there so let's go."
Quinn looked up in surprise; Sam had gone straight to the other room.
As the boys left, Mercedes, Santana, Brittany and Lauren filed in, the Latino still looking irritated at Rachel; but ignored the girl and sat down by Quinn.
The next morning Mr Schuester stood outside the girls room thumping on it.
"Guys get up, its half eight! This is your thirty minute warning! I'm going to continue banging on this door until someone answers it!"
Quinn rolled over and groaned, it felt like there was someone beating her head, she slowly opened eyes to see the rest of the girls still fast asleep or at least trying to be; Quinn eventually got up and sluggishly opened the door.
"You have less than half an hour to be ready and packed." Mr Schue stated then walked away to the elevator obviously going to wake up the boys.
The blonde turned around to look at the mess, she groaned once more before walking into the bathroom and splashing her face with cool water in order to wake herself up.
"Alright guys! We have like twenty minutes to get this place spotless and be ready downstairs!"
Rachel slowly got herself up at the demands of Quinn and stretched. Brittany and Tina were next; they began to collect all of their clothes that were streamed all over the place.
Quinn eyed the three remaining girls who were still asleep; Mercedes, Lauren and Santana were all outstretched in their beds.
"Rachel, Brittany help me wake up these three." Rachel rushed over to Lauren, scared that she might have to wake up Santana.
Quinn pulled on Mercedes leg waking the girl instantly; "Get up Mercedes! We have to leave in a bit!"
Brittany had decided to try a softer approach with Santana, she stroked the girl's hair and quietly whispered for the girl to get up, Quinn rolled her eyes at the other blonde's useless attempt. So she walked into the bathroom, grabbed a Styrofoam cup and filled it with ice cold water. She then stalked back into the main room, holding the cup.
"Quinn don't do it! She will kill all of us, and start with me!" Rachel squeaked, the blonde shook her head in amusement, and then tipped the freezing water on top of the sleeping Latina.
Santana shot up out of the bed screaming; the girls all tried to stifle a laugh at her reaction.
Santana looked venomously at the group of girls in search of the culprit, her eyes landed on the cup in Quinn's hand; she charged at the girl; making the blonde fall backwards onto the bed giggling.
The New Directions all arrived at the airport once again, however this time round no one talked, smiled or even looked at each other.
Quinn kept herself as far away from Sam and he in return tried to keep his distance in order to not make a scene. The entire plane ride was silent; everyone had their ipod earphones in or were reading through their complementary copies of Sky Mall.
They landed back in Ohio and collected their luggage.
Quinn's mom was waiting in the arrivals area ready to take her, Santana and Brittany home, Rachel's dads were there too chatting to Burt and Carol.
The Unholy Trinity got into Judy Fabray's car and she began to drive away. Judy tried to make small talk but the girls were all still upset after their loss; and Quinn was still mad and upset at Sam.
"Thanks Mrs Fabray." Brittany got out of the car and dragged her extremely pink suitcase into her house; they had dropped off Santana a couple of minutes earlier leaving Quinn alone in the car with her mother.
"So what happened in New York?"
"We lost." The younger blonde replied bluntly.
"I know that. Did anything happen between you and Sam?"
Quinn hated how nosey her mother could be; she ignored the question and jumped out of the car the second it stopped in their driveway.
It was the last Monday of school before they broke up for the summer and the last Glee Club of the year, and incidentally his last Glee Club ever. Sam walked slowly into the choir room for the last time, he tried to take in everything about it; their small trophy cabinet, the chair in which he had sat on most of the year next to Quinn, the black piano in which Quinn had tried to teach him how to play; he failed miserably. Sam realised that most of the memories he could think of were all based around her; his girl.
"Hey Sam, you're early." Mr Schue stated in surprise.
"Yeah I kind of need to talk to you about something…"
A little while later the rest of the Glee Club shuffled in, all extremely more happy and accepting of their loss; Finn and Rachel were last to enter.
"Wanna see what twelfth looks like?" Mr Schue asked holding up a tiny trophy, the group laughed and cheered; they watched as he placed it in the trophy cabinet.
"Okay, I know that this is the last Glee Club meeting of the year, and usually I sing some sad song on my ukulele but Sam has something he would like to say."
The group all sat down as the blonde stood at the front.
"Ummm… As you all know my parents have been having a little trouble with finding new jobs since they were made redundant… But you'll all be happy to know that my dad has been offered a job at a firm."
Everyone but Mike, Artie, Quinn and Puck cheered; they all merely clapped.
"However... The bad news is that the job is in Cincinnati… meaning that me and my family will be moving there."
Everyone froze at his last statement.
"Wait. You're moving!?" Finn asked incredulously, the blonde nodded.
"Yeah, we're moving over the summer and in September I'll be studying at Blue Ash High School."
"You can't leave Sam! We need you." Santana declared, everyone nodded in agreement.
"Wait. Blue Ash High School… they were at National's! They came fifth! You're going to become our enemy!" Rachel stared wide eyed at Sam.
"Guy's I doubt that I'll join them, you're the only Glee Club I'll ever be a part of. You're like my family." Some of the girls looked like they were about to cry.
"I know this is terrible news guys, but let's be happy for Sam's family getting themselves back on their feet." The group silently nodded at Mr Schue's words.
"Okay Sam, you wanted to perform something for us?" The blonde nodded, he walked over to the side of the room and collected two stools then placed them in front of the group. Puck stood up and handed Sam his guitar whilst sitting down on the remaining stool with his own.
The two began to play an acoustic version of 'Wherever Will You Go' by 'The Calling'. The rest of the club watched Sam's last performance with tears in pretty much all of their eyes.
Sam stared and sung the song directly at Quinn; she couldn't take her eyes off him. The song came to an end and everyone rushed to hug Sam goodbye, Quinn held back and watched Sam hug everyone individually.
Quinn was sat in her car staring at the empty motel room, she had finally given in to herself and driven over to apologise to Sam. But once she had arrived she saw a moving van drive away carrying the Evans's belongings.
She had no idea how long she'd been sat there, could be a couple of minutes; but it felt like eternity.
Quinn felt her phone buzz in her pocket, she grabbed it and looked at the caller ID hoping to see his name. But instead she saw her mothers, she sighed in disappointment but answered it anyway.
"Yes..."
"Quinny, where are you? Frannie and Josh just arrived, you said you'd be here to greet your sister! Luckily I got off work early otherwise they would have been waiting outside in the cold waiting for hours."
Quinn rolled her eyes at how overly dramatic her mother was being, for one it was boiling outside, two Franny still had her spare key; and even if she didn't, her older sister knew exactly how to get into the house without using the front door. They both did after countless late nights and sneaking in and out of the house to go to parties.
"I'm on my way back now, I'll be there soon." She hung up the phone and started the engine.
Once she parked, Quinn walked slowly towards the house; dreading having to spend more time with her family than she had to.
"Lulu!" the shorter blonde inwardly groaned at her older sisters nickname for her.
"Hi Frannie." Quinn bluntly greeted her sister as the taller blonde pulled her into a hug, they pulled away after a moment to survey the other. Frannie was wearing a yellow sun dress that matched her golden hair, she was slightly fuller not only in the face but in her boobs and stomach; it was very unlike her to put on weight.
"Usually she was stick thin, maybe this is what marriage does to you." Quinn thought to herself.
No matter how well the got on, the two sisters were constantly in competition with each other; much like other siblings. However things had cooled off between the two once their parents had split.
Quinn was pulled out of her thoughts when Josh; Frannie's husband stepped forward to greet her.
"How's it going Quinn?" He said with a smile, he had to lean down quite a bit to hug her due to him being so tall. Unlike most of the other guys Frannie had brought home to meet the family, who were usually broad and muscular; Josh was slender and very tall. However he'd somehow caught her sisters eye and had changed her for the better.
"Dinner is ready." Judy Fabray announced as she poked her head through the door from the kitchen.
"Mum cooks!?" Frannie mouthed to Quinn who giggled and replied; "Not very well." She winked at her older sister and followed Josh into the dining room.
"So Josh hows the UPS business coming along?" Judy asked as they sat at the table eating.
Quinn ignored his answer and instead watched as her sister turned her nose up at the chicken.
"Something wrong sweetie?" Frannie looked up from her plate to see her mother looking worried; she faked a smile. She was about to answer when Josh squeezed her hand and nodded. Quinn stared at the couple in confusion.
"We have some news..." Quinn and Judy looked expectingly at her.
"You're going to be a grandmother mom!" Frannie squealed, Judy got up from her seat and hugged the couple with all her might. Quinn smiled until her sister spoke again.
"Your first grandchild."
Judy's smile faulted, she glanced at her youngest daughter who look horrified.
"What are you talking about Frannie!" Quinn stood up and stared down at her older sister, whom tried to ignore her outburst. Josh looked confused at her reaction.
"Josh sweetie could you go get the sonogram of the baby please, its in my purse upstairs."
He slowly nodded and left the Fabray women alone in the dining room.
"You haven't told him have you!?" Quinn declared rather loudly.
"Shhh! He'll hear you! And of course I haven't told him! What you did isn't something that you wanna shout off the rooftops is it!?"
Quinn looked stunned and extremely hurt; "So you're ashamed of me!? Ashamed of your own niece!? Or have you tried to forget about her!?"
Frannie looked away and hoped Josh didn't overhear their conversation.
"At least I didn't abort my baby! I gave mine a chance at life, and I thought that life would be better with someone else, not with a sixteen year old girl! Both sisters froze at what Quinn had just said, Judy looked between them in shock.
"What are you talking about Quinn!?"
Quinn looked down at her hands and avoided eye contact; Judy then looked back at Frannie and realisation of what Quinn had meant hit her like a tone of bricks.
"You..." But before she could continue, Frannie interrupted her; staring directly at Quinn.
"At least I had the brains to abort it! You on the other hand kept it a secret until the thing was pretty much popping out of your 'Cheerio's' uniform. My mistake didn't ruin the whole family!"
Quinn wanted to fight back but she couldn't speak, so instead she ran out of the room and towards the stairs. She ran past Josh who was holding up several pictures, he looked at her with confusion but she didn't stop to explain. She arrived at the bottom of the stairs, just as she was about to run up them; something in the corner of her eye caught her attention.
A little box and envelope were perched on top of the table by the front door, she moved closer and saw that they were both addressed to her. Suddenly she heard Frannie's voice grow closer and without a second thought, Quinn grabbed the box and envelope and sprinted upstairs to her bedroom then locked the door.
She sat down on the bed and opened the envelope first, inside was a little hand written note that simple said:
"I'm sorry for everything."
She'd know that scruffy hand writing anywhere.
She then opened the box to reveal her prom corsage with a little note attached saying;
"You left this in the motel room after Prom"
She smiled at the memory of that night and how they had been so happy. Quinn picked up the corsage to further examine it, when she heard the box rattle slightly. She looked down inside in confusion only to see the ring that Sam had given her. Her eyes began to water as she picked it up, contemplating whether or not she should wear it. Eventually she decided to place it on her necklace instead of on her hand; this way no one would see that she still loved him.
Woah that was a long chapter ;) I decided to add the little bit at the end with Quinn and her family because the scene that showed Quinn after National's was apparently cut from the original episode. (Why cut all the good scenes?) Quinn needed something to kinda push her over the edge and turn her into 'Crazy Punk' Quinn.
Hope you liked it :) The next episode will be the first of season 3 (Exciting!)
Keep reviewing and if you have any ideas for the plot tell me :D
