Episode 13, Chapter 2:

Puck, who'd been almost aloof when talking to Kurt, hadn't been able to eat since he heard the news about Quinn, and the romantic performances only made him sicker. He caught up with her in between 6th and 7th classes, but she yanked herself away from him.

"Puck, before you say anything you'll regret, let me say first that I'm not pregnant. Kurt had outdated information, but as far as you're concerned, nothing has changed between us. You go ahead or behind with your life, and I'll go on with mine."

"So, you're not…"

"No, just what you heard. I've got a boyfriend to meet up with, and you aren't him."

Quinn felt liberated as she left him but had no clue of what would erupt by dismissal.

The phones all chimed like clockwork as the students left the building. They stopped in their tracks to read Gossip Girl's news update.

Looks like the Virgin Queen isn't as pure as she pretended to be. If Quinn Fabray lied about that, what else might she be lying about? Who's your Daddy, Q? Baby Daddy that is? Two guys in one week? Talk about doing the nasty, or should I say being nasty?


Rachel wasn't a big fan of any of the girls that had recently become a part of the highest social order, but Rachel knew where she belonged, and if she had to take out a blonde to get there, she'd do what she had to do. Of course, she'd been listening in when Blaine and Kurt were having dinner. She had an ear for bettering her own situation. At the rate she was going she and Finn could be the next power couple, but she needed to be a key player in the line of succession. No one really liked Quinn much anyway. Look at how easy it was for her to fall.

Finn couldn't care less about all the latest drama on Gossip Girl. He didn't believe half of what got shared. Rachel left him hanging as she had some light business to attend to. Something game-changing.

Sam and Rachel never spoke, but she made sure to run into him just after the blast went out. Sam knew she was one of Quinn's "friends" so Rachel would know the truth. All he needed was to get her to be honest with him. Rachel only protested so much before giving Sam the scoop on what was really going down under his nose and offering details on where to find Puck too. Rachel wasn't entirely happy with herself, but she would be happy when she saw Finn later to continue celebrating Valentine's day.


The Mohawk-wearing teen had been in his fair share of fights, typically they were brawls over women when he had too much to drink and the occasional throwdown to put nerds in their place. However, there was one person he had never fought with physically. Not only was Sam like Puck's brother—they'd been through everything together—Sam was an unusually happy guy, and even the worst that Puck did, never really broke them up. So, when Sam took a swing at him and lunged for his throat, he forgot how to protect himself and had no idea what to do.

"How could you? My girlfriend?" he raged

"Sam, get off me! I don't want to hurt you."

"You couldn't touch me if you tried. Answer the question! What sick things go on in your mind that can possess you to sleep with my girlfriend?"

"You weren't together. She needed me!" Puck fought upwards against Sam who was still wailing on top of him.

"She needed you so you treated her like all the others? I could—"

"I'm sorry, alright! I'm sorry!"

"No, you're not. Not yet. It's over Puck. You come near me again. It'll be the last thing you do," Sam finally took his hands off the other boy's throat. If he'd been any angrier, he would have hurt him, but even upset, Sam was kind.

He couldn't react a quarter of the same way with Quinn. Still, he was angry enough to want her to hurt as much as she hurt him. Quinn made him the butt of a joke. This whole time he'd been in the dark. Now, Gossip Girl shared it with the world!

He'd been oblivious to it. He might have gotten Quinn pregnant, or maybe it was Puck, his best friend's, baby. Nothing hurt him more than knowing that things were messed up with her forever, and now, there was definitely no going back. Could anyone ever forgive someone for something like that? He couldn't imagine being caught in a worse scenario. After publicly declaring his love for her and offering her his heart and a ring, people were now snickering behind his back looking at the dummy who fell for Quinn's tricks.


Quinn didn't leave the class on the third floor until she assumed that everyone else had gone home. She practically ran to her car, trying to avoid being seen, but, of course, some people saw her. She wanted to talk to Sam right away so she got to his home before he did. April was wasted at 3pm in the afternoon and needed someone to drink with, but Quinn turned her down.

Sam saved her just in time but not because he wanted too.

"Mom, she's not interested."

"Let her speak for herself," she chided and offered again. April raised her arms in defeat and snuck away. "I'll give you some space."

"Sam, I'm so sorry," she said starting to cry. "I shouldn't have done what I did with him. I know you can't forgive me, but I promise it's all in the past. He means nothing to me. I regretted everything after. I was just sad and upset about you, and I—"

"What if you're pregnant, huh? Then it's either mines or my ex-best friend's baby. How could you do that, Quinn?"

"I'm not pregnant, but it did happen, and I'm so sorry. I wish I could take it back. I don't want to hurt you," she tried to reach out to him but he rebuffed her.

"It's too late for that."

"Who told you?" she asked, knowing Puck didn't tell him.

"It doesn't matter who. I would have found out anyway! Rachel did nothing wrong. You did, and you ruined us and destroyed yourself. I'm done. Hope you have a Happy Valentine's Day," he left her and hurried up the stairs to his room, assuming she could find the door. He flipped his bleached blonde hair to seem cool when on the inside he was broken.


Instead of dealing with the responsibility, Quinn got angry, and there was no one better to take out her anger on than Rachel. She texted her that she wanted them to meet up. Rachel was dressed to go to Sugar's V-Day party in a white and red Modcloth Eva Franco Movie Moment dress and a red Forever 21 Double-Breasted fleece cape with shiny Vince Camuto Gabriel pumps. [Love Shack] Rachel was expecting an apology for earlier, but she got so much more.

"How dare you tell Sam!" she yelled the moment the elevator door was closed behind Rachel, who cowered at the sound before finding her voice.

"I had to tell him the truth. You made a fool of him in public! Gossip Girl shared it with the world right after he sang to you in the quad. It was the least I could do!" Rachel stood her ground like a pro.

"My life is over because of you. I'm transferring. I'm moving in with my father who doesn't even want me or I'll go to international boarding school. I can't stay here because of what you did. Kurt told you my secret, and now it's all shit!"

"I didn't tell Gossip Girl that you were pregnant, Quinn. That wasn't me."

Now that Rachel understood better, she tried to appease her.

"Well, Sam never would have known. No one would have said anything, but you and your hateful, social-climbing, big mouth!" her blonde curls swung as she tossed her head.

"Quinn—" Rachel started, but the blonde girl couldn't take it. She hated being patronized and lashed out with a strike to her face. The brunette couldn't believe it. Quinn's eyes, which had glazed over, finally got clearer. The sound of the slap shook her out of it.

"I'm so sorry…" she muttered.

Rachel pulled herself together and walked out leaving Quinn to her guilt and misery.


The party at Sugar Shack was legendary. It was aglow in pink and red! No one was dressed more to impress than the star of the night herself. Sugar absolutely glowed in sky-high red DV by Dolce Vita Jude wedge sandals with white socks, a Dancewear Niagara Heat tiara, pink-rimmed Urban Outfitters Sweet Heart Sunglasses, Betsey Johnson Skinny Heart Bangle Bracelet and epic fluffy hot pink frock. [Love Shack] Sugar was clearly in the works to being the next queen. Brittany and Santana had such a good time together they didn't even mind.

No thought was spent on Quinn after Kurt heard what his friend had done to Rachel. Of course, the petite girl told her brother quietly moments after she arrived at the party. In a rage, Blaine told Kurt, who stepped out to leave an angry voicemail for Quinn for being completely out of line before hanging up. The only person that Rachel didn't bother to tell was Finn who she was too busy flirting with in the corner, the legendary slap all but forgotten for another time.

Kurt walked around the party with Blaine on his arm. He couldn't be happier to be spending his first Valentine's with the love of his life. Blaine looked even better than usual in a red felt Topman Burgundy Trilby fedora, red bowtie, H&M Grey Trim Textured Blazer with Elbow Patches, and a white Brooks Brothers Merino vest. [Love Shack] Kurt, of course, rocked the stage in his perfectly coordinated outfit: a Vivienne Westwood Black/Bordeaux Silk Skull Heart Orb tie and a classy black Burberry Prorsum blazer. [Love Shack] They spent almost the whole night singing. Blaine didn't have to force him too hard to sing 'Love Shack' with him.

Brittany had also glammed up in a Betsey Johnson Fish Space Dye long dress with Betsey Johnson Quilted Clear Heart Drop earrings, and an extra special stuck-on gem. [Love Shack] She'd gone with Santana, of course, since they didn't have dates. Santana wore a Betsey Johnson Pink Glitter Heart Bangle, GUESS Quatro Double Heart Logo Drop Earrings, and a black Betsey Johnson Ms. Muffet strapless dress. [Love Shack] Although nothing had ever been confirmed, something clearly was happening between them that night.


The next day on the steps of the MET, Sugar, Sunshine, Becky, Santana and Brittany were sitting comfortably when Rachel arrived. They invited her to sit by them, but when Quinn appeared closer to the time the school bell would ring, Rachel got up to leave.

"Don't leave R. It's Quinn that doesn't belong here," Sugar spoke.

"Excuse me? Who do you think you're talking to?" Quinn replied.

It had taken all night and most of the morning for Quinn to convince herself she still had something to fight for. Besides bad news getting out and Sam knowing, she still had her crown. Only now was she realizing she'd officially lost that too.

"You're not queen anymore, Q," Brittany said matter-of-factly.

"After the scandal yesterday…" Sugar shivered dramatically.

"Preggers or not, sleeping with best friends is rule number one no-no," Sunshine explained slowly.

"Yeah, take it from me!" Becky sassed, oversharing a bit.

"Everyone saw it. The fight, they had over your cheap, hypocritical ass," Santana explained. The girls, who Quinn had been friends with her for years, didn't defend her. They only added to her roasting and looked away from her like she wasn't there.

"Santana, Brittany, how can you say—?"

"You made your own choices," Santana added. She held out her hand to Brittany, and the two left. Quinn couldn't believe it. Her final hope was Rachel, who she'd slapped not 24 hours ago.

"I'm sorry about yesterday Rachel, and while I might not forgive you yet for telling Sam, I'd be willing to see past it if you didn't leave me right now." Quinn could chill with her words that came out icy and desperate, but they had no effect on her.

"I can't do that, Quinn. I think I'm done with hazing. I'm just looking out for me."


"What do you think is happening with Quinn?" Blaine asked with Kurt in his arms that afternoon as they laid together on Kurt's couch reading a magazine. Blaine was obviously not invested in it since his mind was other places. Kurt wore a Zara Tiger Print T-Shirt with blue pants, while Blaine had on a green polo and mustard-colored pants. [5x20 magazine scene]

"What do you care?" Kurt asked bemused.

"Well, she's your friend, you best friend, if I might add. I don't really even compete."

"Yes, you do, everyone knows your boyfriend is like your best friend. You know, the first one to call about all news in your day," Kurt tickled at his chin. Blaine grinned liking that. He wanted to be that person for Kurt. He had hoped to be that guy for a while.

"You know what I mean though. You haven't mentioned her since I told you what Rachel said. I mean I know Quinn was going through some stuff. Is she doing okay? Is it at least cleared up a little? Did she tell you anything about how she is handling it today?"

"You sound so concerned about her? …I don't know what to say. I haven't spoken to her since it happened," Kurt said matter-of-factly. Blaine readjusted himself on the couch.

"Wait, why?" he asked him. "Rachel gets in all sorts of drama, and she doesn't even mind it. Rachel probably felt like she was part of a soap opera."

"I haven't spoken to Quinn because we have an agreement that we don't hurt people that are family of those we date, and her slap counts as 'hurt,'" he said. Blaine paused, and Kurt thought he went back to reading the magazine so he was anxious when suddenly the shorter boy sat up and grabbed the landline from his nightstand.

"Call her, and make sure she's okay."

"No, I can't! No way! I practically called her Charlie Sheen meets Naomi Campbell after what she did. She needs anger management and to stay away from me until this all blows over."

"You've mentioned countless times that Quinn has a heart. If she's lost everything, I think she's lost in the course of a day, then don't you think that her heart is breaking. You should be there for her when it needs mending. I don't know her other friends, not like I know you; maybe she needs you. What if she doesn't take this as well as you think?"

"What you think she'll hurt herself? Maybe run away? She has nowhere to go except her father's, and he's—," his eyes widened, "Maybe I should call her mom," he said ignoring the landline and taking his cell phone into the living room of his suite.


The popular girls were all sitting around not too excited to leave just yet. They were having fun where they were. Rachel actually felt like one of the pack. There was a clear difference between when Quinn was around and when she wasn't. Her opinions were appreciated so she made sure to be open about them. It felt so weird but also so right. She'd been waiting for this day a very long time.

Rachel knew she had to leave early if she wanted to meet with the owner of the bakery for the extra sweet purchases she had picked up for Sugar's party. Rachel explained her situation so she could leave, but Sugar stopped her.

"Why don't you let Harmony go? She won't mind. It's not like she's doing anything."

"I'd be happy to!" Harmony said overeager to please. She was a freshman who transferred in this January.

"It's not that big a deal! I do it all the time," Rachel answered swiftly.

"That's not the point; you shouldn't need to do that, Rachel. Harmony, go," Sugar said ordering the other freshman around with no further delay. Harmony jumped to attention, and Rachel couldn't believe how much she looked like her a few months ago: naïve, uncertain and boyfriend-less, craving something she didn't know was possible. Sunshine hugged her shoulders with a glow of approval that Rachel was happy to get, and it made the weird feeling she had before go away. She'd finally arrived.


After the fight he had with Sam, Puck was bitter. He was realizing he couldn't come back from this like he thought. Puck always assumed Sam would understand or at least not abandon their friendship, but now he knew better. Quinn could never be his after being Sam's. That was the initial rule he'd broken that got him into this mess. Even though he still felt something for her, he had to burn it, torch it, until it was gone. He quit her and took up drinking, which made the hurt less severe.

Quinn was on the run. She'd come home completely broken. She hoped that Puck would stick by her. She couldn't believe it when he told her to beat it. The bluesy music of Puck's nightclub perfectly set the mood he wanted to be. Quinn held up her poker face even though he spat out words like 'milf.' He hurt her bad. She knew she couldn't be here anymore.

Russell—the man she was ashamed to call her father—was her last hope. She wouldn't move in with him, but maybe he'd send her to some school where she could rebuild her life. Her father had answered the phone, surprised to hear from his daughter at all, but willing to do what he had to buy her love again and that meant getting her a spot in an exclusive academy for girls in Minneapolis, Minnesota. She was taking it because she didn't have much of a choice until Kurt presented her with one.

That's where Kurt found her moments from jet-setting off the Pier to get to JFK.

"Quinn, hold up! You were going to leave without saying goodbye? I'm pretty sure we discussed that was a bad idea after what I did last year."

"I didn't think you'd care," she mumbled. She turned back to face him. She wore a winter jacket, her dark brown Anthropologie Chiseled Doily Booties with red socks and a matching red and brown Max Studio Pleated skirt. [Mono-nurse's office]

"Of course, I would. You're my friend."

Quinn scoffed at him.

"It sure didn't seem that way yesterday when everyone was laughing at me and today when... I couldn't even show my face. It was too embarrassing. I went back home and cried. All my so-called friends want nothing to do with me, the girls, Puck, Sam…"

"You are so much better than all of them. What do you care what they think? I'm sorry, Quinn. You are a Fabray; you survive; you can survive anything."

Quinn breathed in short quick gasps to keep from crying though her eyes were red and showing that she couldn't hold back. Kurt yelled for the helicopter to stop and, though they might not have heard, they'd understand when Quinn left with Kurt's arm around her shoulders.

One good scandal deserves another. Wonder who's going down next? Everybody, if Q has anything to say about it. You know you love me. XOXO, Gossip Girl.


~A.N. i have a feeling this whole debacle will leave a mark on Quinn- I guess you'll find out in the next Episode!