Dear Reader.

I know how hard it is to read a fic with mistakes in it; I'm trying to fix that. All mistakes are mine and I apologize. I have a few more chapters before the drama begins stick with me. As always thank you for reading and if you feel like it please review. Also, to the ones who have stuck up for this first time writer I am humbled and I thank you.

Enjoy.

-Mouser

Chapter 6

It had been two months since Santana's deployment and Quinn was doing "fine." She had thrown herself into her studies and photography. Quinn was using her camera nearly every day, mainly because she felt her creative juices flowing and she was excited to present her work to her fellow classmates. She was so busy that she may have been ignoring Rachel's daily texts to go out with her and Finn. In fact she had been ignoring Rachel's texts for the last hour. After what seemed like fifty texts she started receiving calls from Rachel which she was trying to ignore. Too bad she could not ignore the pounding at her door.

"Quinn Fabray, open the door! I have been calling for the last hour and I know you have the ability to hear. Plus, I have not seen you in over a week and we both know…"

"Rachel what do you want? I am busy."

"No you've been ignoring me. What's going on?"

"Nothing, it's just I've got a lot going on and…"

"And what Quinn?" Rachel asked with frustration in her voice.

"It's just I haven't heard from San in awhile, and I guess instead of focusing on that I've just been trying to distract myself with work. Sorry."

"No need to apologize just talk to me. That's why I'm here. I'm here to listen and to hold your hand you know that. Shutting yourself off from your friends is not beneficial to your health or my life."

"I know, I know. It's just for a while the letters were regular and then nothing. What do you mean your life?"

"Look if I know San, if she has the ability to write she will. But she also won't be happy knowing that you're just in the apartment diving head on into work, and she would kill me if she knew you haven't done anything outside of school and work. You need to go out and I have just the thing. We are having a cast party on Saturday to celebrate our six month running, in fact if you want to make it feel a little less of just going out, how about you take pictures of the event? "

"Like she would kill you, you'd pout or talk her to death and she would throw her hands up and be like 'ok Berry, you win.' Fine if it'll make you happy I'll go."

"Perfect, in fact we should drink just to seal the deal."

"I think you just want to get me drunk so I'll stop working completely."

"Maybe. Just pour the wine woman."

Quinn just shook her head and went into the kitchen. She pulled their favorite bottle of wine and poured two glasses. She knew she was going to get a little tipsy, and maybe that's what she needed. A night of friendship and not one filled with worries.

When Saturday rolled around Quinn had on a simple pair of black pants and a white blouse. It was not her normal attire but since she was going to be working she wanted to be comfortable. At a little past seven there was knocking at the door. When she opened she expected to see Rachel with Finn but they had a third with them. A man she had never seen before. As the three of them entered her apartment Finn began introductions, "Quinn this is…"

"Puck."

"Actually his name is Noah Puckerman." Rachel corrected.

"But really just call me Puck."

"Ok, nice to meet you Puck. I take it you work with Finn down at the firm?"

"Ya just as an intern as of now but maybe I'll move up one day."

"Noah you will, just give it time." Rachel said. "Ready?"

"Let me grab my camera and we can head out."

When they arrived at the party Quinn went to work taking pictures while Rachel mingled with her fellow cast mates. The diva certainly enjoyed being the center of attention, while Finn and Puck chilled in the background drinking beer and having a conversation about the people around them.

"So tell me about Quinn, she's hot. I wouldn't mind letting her take a ride on the Pucksaurus."

"Wow, calm down there. One, don't act like a high schooler. Two, she's gay. And three she has a girlfriend."

"Maybe she hasn't found…"

"I swear if you finish that statement with 'the right man' I will punch you."

"Look at you Finn, being all chivalrous."

"Ya, well Rachel has taught me a thing or two. Plus, Quinn is important to me and her girlfriend will go all 'Lima Heights,' so I'd like to avoid that."

"Lima Heights? What the hell is that? And I didn't see anyone else at the apartment."

"It's what we say when Santana goes to her yelling place all full of rage. Actually the reason you didn't see her is because she's serving overseas."

"So, she's not here. I can work my magic."

"Puck, don't. She's my friend and so is her girlfriend and mine would kill me. So if you can try to keep it in your pants and don't try to make any moves on Quinn."

"Ok ." Puck responded although he had a certain look in his eye that made Finn think he wasn't telling the truth.