I Don't Own Glee or the characters

Chapter 13

"Wait, so he actually cooked you dinner? A home-made meal?"

"Yes, can you believe it, and it was actually really good. I was impressed."

"Wow, I didn't know Finn could be that romantic."

"Ew, forget about that, get back to the other dude showing up. What's his name? Derrick?" Santana ask while combing Brittany's hair. The two of them are at Quinn's house along with Mercedes getting ready to go to a party at Puck's house.

"Ugh, that ass almost ruined the whole thing. I still can't believe he just showed up at my house like that."

"I bet Hudson didn't enjoy that very much."

"Not at all, you should have seen his face. He was about to punch him all over again… You don't think Derrick will be at the party tonight, do you?"

"It's possible, Puck invited almost every teenager in town. It's suppose to be a ragger. But I doubt he is that stupid."

"If he is there, just don't talk to him, you don't want to make a scene. Finn is coming, right?"

"Yes," the girls see the instant smile that appears on Quinn's face. "He is meeting me there. We might go do something after."

"Something like what, Q? A little dessert?" Santana says with a smirk.

"Oh, like ice cream? I want ice cream. Can I come, Q?"

Santana pats Brittany's head, "No Britt, I'll take you to get ice cream another time."

"Let's get going shall we." Quinn says with one last look in the mirror. She is wearing a mini black dress with a low V cut neckline. "I don't want to keep Finn waiting."

"What do you mean you forgot to light the candles? I thought I made it clear that the candles are what set the mood. You could have ruined everything by just missing that one little step!"

"Kurt, calm down! I mean, I think after Derrick, the candles were the least of my worries. Besides, she didn't seem to mind them missing."

Kurt, Finn, and Blaine are over at Puck's setting up for the party.

"Dude, I don't know how you let that Derrick kid go after almost ruining your date like that." Puck says entering the room with a keg.

"Trust me, I wanted to hit him… but Quinn thought it would be better if she talk to him."

"The HBIC came into action?"

"Oh Yeah."

"That's hot."

"Can we stay focused here!" Kurt says frustrated. "Did she like the food? You didn't burn it did you?"

"No I didn't burn it… and I don't know if you liked it… we didn't really talk about it."

"Too busy macin' out?" Puck asks while making kissing faces.

"Um.. no actually. Didn't really get that far… I mean, I thought we did at the end but she just kissed me on the cheek."

"Wait, so after all that, you didn't even get any?"

"…No"

"Dude, something is wrong with you. You can't let a chick have control like this. Look, tonight, you are going to take action. You are not allowed to leave this party without kissing Quinn."

"Take action… alright.. yeah! Yeah, I can do that. I'll kiss her tonight."

"That's right, you taking the action means you're in control."

"Right."

"Now, go to the store. We need some more drinks. It's going to be a wild night."

By the time Finn got back to Puck's house, the party was well underway. People are in the living room dancing, the dinning room is being used for spin the bottle, some are out on the patio, most are in the kitchen getting drinks. Finn makes his way to the kitchen and is greeted by Puck.

"Hey! What took you so long, dude? We were running out of drinks."

"Sorry, I had to go to a couple of places. Then I went home and changed."

Puck looks Finn up and down. "Not much of an improvement." He is wearing a white t-shirt with a black leather jacket and dark blue jeans.

"Whatever, dude. Hey, have you seen Quinn?"

"Oh, yes. I think everyone has seen that hot baby momma."

Finn looks at Puck confused, but before he could ask he sees Quinn come in from the side door. He is pretty sure Puck is talking to him but he doesn't hear a word his friend says. His eyes are glue on Quinn and everything else is a blur. He doesn't know how it happened, but suddenly she is right in front of him, trying to get his attention.

"Finn? Finn, are you okay?"

"W-what?"

Quinn lets out a laugh, "I asked if you were okay. You kind of spaced out."

"Yeah… just a little distracted… y-you look… wow."

She takes a step closer to him. "Thank you. You don't look bad yourself." She brings her hand to his jacket to straighten the collar. Finn unconsciously moves his hand to her hip, pulling her more toward him. His eyes travel down her dress. He looks over her exposed cleavage and her tan smooth legs. Then his eyes travel back up to her hazel eyes. He can see that she wants this just as much as he is. He looks down to her lips as he licks his own. Suddenly he is pushed forward and his nose collides with her forehead. He brings his other hand to her other hip to balance himself before turning around to see who ruined their moment. Of course, it was Puck.

"Dude, come one. I know I said you have until the end of the night, but damn, this is ridiculous. ACTION!"

Quinn hides her face into Finn's shoulder, hoping no one notices her blush. Finn only pulls her closer into him. "Thanks, Puck, I will keep that in mind." As Puck walks away to the drinks, Finn pulls Quinn away so that he can see her. "Um, it's getting a little hot in here, how about something to drink?"

"Yes, water would be nice."

"Water?"

"I refuse to drink at another one of Puck's parties."

Finn nods in understanding and walks over to the ice cooler. He knew he would be driving so decided to stick with water. Besides, if Quinn wasn't drinking, he wasn't going to either. As he pulls the waters out of the ice, he feels a small hand on his shoulder. He turns around a finds a brunette in a cheerios uniform.

"Sarah. What's going on?"

"Hey, Finn. I haven't seen you all summer. Where have you been?"

"Oh, you know, doing stuff for glee, hanging out."

"I throw a few parties this summer, and I have to say, I was very disappointed that our star quarterback was a no show." She steps closer and runs her hand down to his lower back. "You can't just win us the championship and disappear like that."

"Y-eah, sorry about that… I ju-"

"I heard you broke up with the dwarf."

"Hey, don't call her that."

"Is it true?" she asks well taking a step closer.

"…It's true."

"So, what do you say we get out of here?"

Finn looks over Sarah's shoulder and sees Quinn sitting on the counter top staring at them. He thought she would be mad, but instead she looks sad and disappointed. When their eyes met, she quickly turns away. "Um… sorry, Sarah… but I already have plans."

"What? With who? Are you really-"

Finn doesn't hear anything else she says as he just walks away toward Quinn, leaving Sarah standing in shock behind him.

"Hey, sorry that took so long."

"Yeah, I saw you had your hands full."

"Look, Quinn, I didn't-"

"I know… I'm not mad at you or anything… I was just a little upset because… I couldn't do anything. I wanted to go over that and give her a piece of my mind but I really have no right to, yet. We're none official or anything."

"Yet?"

"…Yet." She repeats with a smile.

Finn moves his hands to each side of the counter top around Quinn, framing her in. he leans over and brings his head to Quinn's ear and whispers, "I'm still giving you a ride home, right?" Before she can reply, he starts to place soft kisses all along her neck.

"Um…that's… that's the p-plan, yes." Quinn stutters out as she places a hand in Finn's hair and closes her eyes.

"Ha, I see I still have you stuttering." Finn says in between kisses.

"I guess you really do have that effect on me."

"I know. And we are not even-"

Suddenly, Finn feels ice-cold water being poured on his head. "I think you need a cool down, Hudson."

"Santana!" Quinn yells as she opens her eyes.

"Oh trust me, I don't think you want to give all these people a porn movie." Quinn looks around and sees that everyone in the Kitchen is staring at them. "Besides, Brittany wants to dance, so come on Q." Without another word, Santana pulls Quinn off the counter and into the living room. Finn I left standing there still in shock of the temperature change.

"You have got to kidding me. Can I not catch a break…. Hey! THAT WAS MY WATER!"

It's a little after mid-night and Finn finally makes his way back to the kitchen. He is thinking that if he and Quinn still want to do something that they should get going. He looks around but doesn't see her anywhere. He last saw her half an hour ago on the dance floor. He was with her at the time, grinding and placing kisses on her neck during the song. Their moment was again interrupted when Puck needed his help to throw some random kid out. That was thirty minutes ago, and the crowd has only gotten bigger. He turns to ask someone if they have seen her. That's when Finn realizes that a majority of these people don't go to his school and he has no idea who they are.

He starts his search in the living room, moving between the dancing bodies. He sees Mercedes on the couch talking to one of the new football players. When he asks her about Quinn, all she can say is that she is with Brittany. He doesn't look outside because he was just there, so he goes upstairs. He finds Puck making out with some random chick, but no one else is one the second floor. Finn heads back downstairs and takes a left into the dinning room. That's where he finds Quinn. Sitting next to a dunk giggling Brittany and kissing some guy across the table.

Finn doesn't even think about what happens next. He just walks around the table, yanks the guy away from Quinn's face and pulls him to his feet. "What the hell is going on here?"

"Finn! What are you doing?"

"Me? What are you doing?"

"Playing spin the bottle, duh." Brittany says still giggling.

Finn looks at the table and for the first time sees empty bottle. "…oh"

Finn forgets he is holding someone in his arms until he starts to speak. "Yeah, oh. Now why don't you get your hands off of me so that I can finish my make out with this fine lady here."

Finn shoves him back a few steps. "Not tonight, buddy." Then he walks around the table and pulls Quinn up to her feet as well. "Come on, Quinn, it's time to go."

"What? No, I'm not going any where with you, Finn."

"Quinn, come on, grab your coat and lets go."

"Dude, apparently she wants to finish the kiss as well. I don't blame her."

"Dude, back off!"

"Dude, make me!"

Before anything else can happen, Quinn puts a hand on Finn's chest. "We are not going through this again." Quinn grabs her coat off the back of her chair and walks out the front door.

Finn stands at his spot and continues to stare down Quinn's kissing partner. He would have stayed there if it weren't for the slap on the arm from Santana. "Stop being stupid and go."

Finn shoots one more glare across the table and then follows Quinn's path. As he walks to his car, he can already see Quinn in the passenger's seat and she doesn't look happy. He gets into the driver's seat and knows that he is in for it. "So… ice cream?"

"Bring me home, Finn." Finn lets out a long sigh and starts the car.

Not to Finn's surprise, the ride to the Fabrays' house was made in silence. He pulls into their driveway and takes the key out of the car. "Can I walk you to the door?" Quinn doesn't say anything. She doesn't even look at him. She just exits the car and slams door. Finn does not want to night to end like this. He gets out the car and follows her up to the porch. "Quinn, talk to me."

"You don't want to hear what I have to say right now, Finn."

"Yes I do! It has to be better than you shutting me out like this!"

Quinn turns around to face him, "Why did you do that?"

"…W-What?"

"At the party. Why did you grab him like that?"

"…You mean the guy who was trying to shove his tongue down your throat?"

"He was not!"

"It was getting there! I was helping you."

"Well, you're not my father, Finn. I can take of myself!"

"I know you can!... okay, look Quinn, I was jealous of you kissing some random guy, but you are making too big of a deal of this."

"It was a game, Finn!"

"I didn't know that!"

"EXACTLY! That's the worst part! You just walk in and start assuming things… you know, I thought our biggest problem would be me trusting you, but I forgot how much you don't trust me."

"Quinn, that's not true."

"Yes it is! It's like when those rumors where going around school and you thought I was cheating on you with Sam."

"Well, can you blame me? It's kind of your trademark." It was already out of Finn's mouth before he could stop himself. He can see the hurt on Quinn's face.

"You know, we should have known this wasn't going to work out. Too much has happened."

"Quinn, Stop."

"DON'T!" with that, Quinn walks into her house and slams the door. She doesn't try to stop her tears. She can't believe the night ended like this. Sure she was upset with Finn's actions at the party and knew it meant they still had trust issues, but she thought they could just work through it. That comment made Quinn feel that she was nothing more than a slut to Finn.

She starts to head upstairs to cry herself to sleep when the doorbell rings. Finn never did know when to let something go. She opens the door and finds Finn still standing there with tears on his cheeks. She opens her mouth to talk but is interrupted with his lips on hers. His hands go to her waist while hers lie on his shoulders.

"Finn, what are you doing?"

"…Taking action." He says, looking into her eyes before going in for a deeper kiss. Her hands travel to his neck to pull him closer. "Look Quinn, I do trust you. And I want you to trust me. I was jealous earlier. I didn't like that he was kissing you and I haven't yet."

"I know, and I'm sorry I overreacted. I shouldn't have been playing that stupid game anyway. Britt just really wanted me to."

"It's okay. It's in the past, and I want us to forget the past. Let's just focus on you and me right now. We are not the same people we were back then. This is a new relationship with a clean slate."

"I would like that."

"Good."

"Now, kiss me again." Finn was more than happy to do as he was told.

OKay you guys. i think one more chapter and then this story comes to an end. two reasons: one, i really don't know what else to write about... two, i am starting school next week. but i do have some ideas for another story. either a story about how finn and quinn got together between 'the comback' and 'sexy' or Finn's reaction to the new season 3 Quinn. (What do y'all think of Dianna's pink hair?) ONE MORE CHAPTER AND THANK YOU FOR ALL THE REVIEWS!