author's note: there is foul language in this. I found more inspiration after watching tv with Dylan/Kelly from Beverly Hills, 90210. They went ten seasons of ups and downs and ended up together! ENJOY!

Quinn was nervous. She hadn't seen Puck since graduation, hadn't known what he was up to, and hadn't asked Rachel what she knew about how he was. (Of course, Rachel knew Quinn still felt something for the guy. She just knew enough not to bring it up; that doesn't mean she didn't know Quinn thought about it. It was obvious to her.) For all she knew, Puck wasn't moving with Finn anymore.

It was time for her to find out.

"Quinn! Wake up!" Rachel happily yelled as she jumped on Quinn's bed, "Finn will be at his apartment soon and I want to go help welcome him!"

"Ew, Rachel. I don't want to have that image in my mind" she playfully threw a pillow at Rachel.

"QUINN! That's not what I meant!" Rachel's face was now burning with embarrassment.

"Okay, I'll shower and get ready" Quinn walked to the bathroom. It's the moment she had been dreading. Were things going to be weird? She shouldn't have kissed him. She thought she wouldn't see him ever again, it was a goodbye kiss. Maybe she was overreacting. Maybe he decided not to move with Finn; maybe he was staying home. That was it. Quinn convinced herself of this as she got dressed and met Rachel in the lobby of their apartment building. Luckily, in New York the one block they had to walk wasn't a normal block; thankfully, one block could be pretty long.

As they arrived at the apartment building, Quinn saw Finn standing by the moving truck parked near the curb; he was obviously waiting for Rachel.

"Finn!" Rachel yelled and ran to close the distance left between her and Finn. They practically made out on the packed block. When they pulled away, Finn walked over to Quinn and gave her a hug. "It's nice to see you Quinn!" he said.

"You too!" she pulled away, "Need some help with your stuff?"

"Yeah sure, I'll take Rachel up with these boxes and then I'll come help you" he said picking up two large boxes, handing Rachel a tiny bag to bring up.

"I got it, don't worry!" she said, "What room?"

"Uh, Level 4 Room 423, Thanks Quinn!"

Quinn watched as Finn led Rachel inside. After looking around the truck, Quinn did not see Puck or any of his things. Relief settled in. She didn't have to worry about seeing him anymore. She picked up a box and headed inside, passing Finn and Rachel who were already coming out for more stuff. Maybe she was out there for longer than she thought. She emerged from the elevator and turned to look for the room. Holding the box, it was hard for her to see all the numbers. She heard a women laughing and shifted the box. A beautiful brunette was exchanging numbers with a tall man.

"Excuse me" Quinn politely said, "Can you tell me where Room 423 is" she was still having trouble seeing.

"Yeah that's my-" the man began saying as he recognized the voice, "Quinn is that you?"

Quinn dropped the box, all of its contents falling out. There was Puck standing next to the woman. He looked different. No mohawk and nicer clothes; no wonder she didn't recognize him at first. 'He looks good', she thought. She saw him shut his phone and begin walking towards her. Quinn shook out of her shocked state.

"Damn it!" she said trying to pick up the contents. She was suddenly angry. Why was she so angry at him? Was she angry that he was here? Was she angry that he was flirting with his neighbor of two whole minutes?

"Quinn?" Puck said now standing directly in front of her.

"What?" she was now yelling, not exactly at him and not quite sure why either.

"Are you okay?" he was clearly confused. "What're you doing here?"

"Clearly, dropping all of Finn's stuff on the ground" she angrily quipped. He laughed.

"Yeah, so funny Puck, I dropped everything lets make a joke about it" she picked up the remaining things and started walking into the apartment.

"Jeez, sorry what's your problem Quinn" he questioned her, "I was kidding."

"Well it wasn't that funny, obviously," she said, placing the box down on the ground. She tried to push passed him to go get more things, "Excuse me!" she angrily stated.

He stopped her. "Quinn, seriously what's going on? Why are you so mad?"

"I'm not mad, I just want to get this over with," she answered, again trying to leave.

"Well, I'll help you. Some of it is my stuff too. I was helping, I just got distracted." He said attempting to lead the way.

"I don't want your help" the words spewing out like venom.

"What the Fuck Quinn?" his voice was a little louder now.

"You know what, I don't need to be here. You can get the rest of the stuff. I'm leaving." She turned sharply and he grabbed her arm.

"Did I do something that is making you act like a crazy bitch to me? If I recall, the last time I saw you, YOU kissed me and ran off. So forgive me if I am kind of confused." He said letting her go.

"No Puck, YOU never do anything." The anger came out once again. She was about to leave when she turned back towards him. "Why are you here?"

"I told you I was moving in with Finn and going to work." He said as if it was the most obvious answer.

"Why are you in New York, Puck? Why'd you come here? You were going to live with him there, not here." She said, now the words were flowing out.

"When he decided to come here, he asked me if I wanted to. I thought it'd be a pretty good move, the chicks in Lima were getting boring." He laughed, making a joke of her anger.

"Grow up! Not everything in life is a joke," Quinn yelled at him. "But of course, to you, nothing matters and it is all fun and games, no matter what anyone else thinks."

"God forbid anyone laugh around the ice queen." He looked down at her. "I came because you were here Quinn. You kissed me at graduation, ignored my calls, and left without saying goodbye. I figured maybe we could, you know, try again."

"Ha!" she laughed in the rudest tone possible. "Try again, with you? I kissed you because you helped me out; it was a goodbye kiss because I knew I'd never have to see your face again."

"That's not what it felt like," he moved closer to her and kissed her. She pulled away quickly and slapped him. "What the fuck Quinn!"

"This" she said pointing between them, "Isn't happening. Just because you helped me out and we were kind of friends, doesn't mean I forget how terrible of a boyfriend you were a year ago." She started towards the door.

"So what does this mean?" he yelled making her stop before she hit the door.

"It means our best friends are dating and unfortunately we will have to see each other sometimes. We both live in New York, just because we are in a new place doesn't mean the past didn't happen. I appreciate what you did for me, but I didn't make you do it." She walked into the doorway, where Rachel and Finn were now standing. (Who knows how long they'd been there) "Good Luck with…life" Quinn said as she turned to Rachel and Finn. Her eyes were watering, "Finn, it was great seeing you and I'll see you again I'm sure." She hugged him quickly. "I'll see you at home Rachel" the tears were starting.

"No, Quinn. I'll come-" Quinn interrupted her.

"No. Finn just got here spend time with him, I know you missed him." She hugged her and began running down the hallway; now she was sobbing. She didn't know what just happened, why it happened, and why she was so upset about it.

"Dude, what the hell?" Finn asked as he started moving around boxes in the apartment.

"Noah, what happened?" Rachel asked him.

"How the hell am I supposed to know?" he sort of yelled. Finn glared at him for raising his voice, "Sorry. I don't know. She dropped your box and I went up to her and she started flipping out."

"Well, what happened before she dropped the box? What did you do?" Rachel asked kind of accusing him.

"I didn't do shit, Rachel." Puck said, not containing his anger. "Why am I always in the wrong? I got her the stupid scholarship she wanted, I didn't do anything wrong."

"I know, man," Finn sat next to Puck who was sitting on the couch.

"Noah, you must of done something. I mean, yeah you got her the scholarship, which she didn't force you to do, but there has to be something you did?" Rachel reasoned.

"You sound just fucking like her" Puck answered.

"Easy man, Rachel didn't do anything" Finn said coming to his girlfriend's defense. "What happened? Why did she drop the box in the first place?"

"I don't know, it was heavy?" he answered Finn but Rachel and him rolled their eyes knowing there had to be something more.

"Well, how did you find her in the hall? It was a box of clothes, it's not like they made a loud bang" Rachel looked at him, it seemed like she knew the story already.

"I was in the hall already, so I saw her drop it" he answered.

"Why were you in the hall?" asked Rachel.

"I was talking to the neighbor, she was giving me information about the area. She gave me her number in case we wanted a tour or something. Then someone asked where our room was and then I realized it was her." Did he honestly not see what it could have looked like from Quinn's perspective?

"Urgh!" Rachel exhaled, "Puck!"

"What?" he asked honestly; having no clue where she was coming from.

Rachel shook her head preparing to piece everything together for him, "First, I didn't tell Quinn you were moving here. I mean she probably assumed you may be but I wasn't sure myself so, I imagine, her seeing you, was a shock in itself."

"So that gives her the right to be a bitch?" he questioned.

"No, but seeing the guy that she once loved, who made one of her biggest dreams come true, seeing him for the first time in three months?" She paused looking up at him, "Not to mention, he had just gotten here and he was already getting the neighbor's number?" Rachel saw his face as he finally realized what was going on.

"Damn it!" he said, "Still doesn't justify her treating me like a douche and she could have asked me why I was talking to the girl."

"Dude, you know you weren't just getting information about the area," Finn chimed in, "Rachel would've done that for us. You saw a hot girl and wasn't expecting to see Quinn here your first day."

"Bro, come on, you're siding with the girl who once told you that you got her pregnant without having sex?"

"And I'm supposed to side with my best friend, who actually had sex with her?"

It was time for Rachel to jump in before their friendship was ruined, "Guys! That was over two and a half years ago. You've made up, let's not rehash that." They agreed with her.

"Well, am I supposed to stop being myself just in case Quinn may show up at the same place I am? 'Cus that isn't happening" Puck argued.

"No. Noah, I'm not saying that, its just Quinn was probably shocked to see you and then with the girl old memories probably came to her mind" Rachel explained, "She'll be fine, she was just angry and shocked. I'll talk to her when I get home."

"No, I think her and I need to talk about it." He stood up.

"I don't think you should right now man, give her a day to cool off and let Rachel do some recon work" Finn suggested.

Puck paced before sitting again, "I'll let her cool down, but tomorrow I'm going to talk to her."

"Sounds good!" Rachel said, "But I think I will go make sure she is okay."

"I understand baby" Finn said as he kissed her cheek. Puck looked like he was going to vomit. Rachel stood and Finn got up to walk her out. Rachel turned to Puck before leaving, "Noah, she's still hurt, even though she isn't angry anymore; I can tell she is hurt."

"But it was a mistake, a year ago" he fought.

"It was more than one mistake Noah, but that's not it. I have lived with her for a few months and she hasn't been on one date nor has she mentioned anything about you. But I know she listens when I am talking to Finn on the phone, just in case you are mentioned. And I know she has a picture of you in her room although she swears she has a picture of all of us in there. She still cares Puck, in her own ways, it's just hard for her to deal with. It may take some time, years even, but it'll all work out. You will be able to have conversations that aren't awkward and who knows, maybe one day you'll be friends…or more. But for now, she needs to see who she is and what she wants. New York is good for her."

"Thanks, Rachel." Puck said before hugging her goodbye.

When Rachel got home, Quinn was sitting on the living room couch with a green moisturizing mask on. "Hey Rach!" she yelled happily, "What're you doing home; I thought you'd be with Finn all night?"

"I wanted to check on you, you were so upset" Rachel answered, shocked at how different Quinn's disposition was now compared to earlier.

"I was being stupid and all my anger and old emotions were rushing in" she explained, "But when I got home I realized, we're not in high school anymore. If I don't wanna deal with things anymore, I don't have to. New York is my new beginning and I won't let my past ruin my future." She hopped up and hugged Rachel before walking to her room.

"You sure you're okay, Quinn?" Rachel said.

"I'm perfect, actually!" Quinn yelled back to her.

The funny thing is, Rachel actually believed her. It was the first time since, well ever, that Rachel believed Quinn was feeling perfect and wasn't affected by Puck.(Either that or Quinn was getting better at acting.)Rachel pulled out her phone and texted Finn:

'I think Quinn should have some space from Puck. She told me she wants a new beginning and doesn't need her past to affect her future = / Funny thing is I actually believe her' – Rachel

'He's gunna be pissed but alright. Man these two are like those epic couples we read about in school. They hate each other, then love, then hate, and then they are over each other…. It's too much haha' – Finn

'You read in school? Haha kidding! But you and I both know they'll never be done'- Rachel

'FUNNY =) yeah they just need to be themselves and maybe eventually they'll work out' – Finn

'Who knows… but I'm going to get to bed! We'll have a long day tomorrow exploring the city! I have so much to show you! I Love you' – Rachel

'Oh boy! Goodnight, I love you too' - Finn