AN: Hey! Another story! I know that I'm still writing Need but I'm not sure what to write next for it, so I wrote this! It's a future fic, of course and it will feature the other charaters from Glee, it'll probably be Finchel, Asian Fusion, Bartie, Klaine, and Pucktana. oh and Mercedes. Just a warning, there's probably going to be some very detailed kissing but probably... ah, none of THAT, just a fade out sort of thing maybe. Anyway, I hope you enjoy! Oh and read and REVIEW!

Disclaimer: Would I be writing this if I owned Glee?

The sun shone through the large window. Quinn opened her eyes and squinted in the bright, sudden light. She reached over to the other side of the bed, expecting to feel her husband's muscular naked chest; but only to find the other side empty. She opened her eyes fully and saw that there actually was no one there. She sighed and sat up, raising her arms above her head to stretch at the same time. She looked around the large bedroom, the cream walls and the white accents. It was neutral and relaxing, the way she liked it. She was about to lay down again when a tall figure came out of the on suite bathroom, clad in only a white towel around their waist.

Quinn smiled at the sight of her husband, his face scrunched up anxiously with a toothbrush hanging out of the side of his mouth, moving hurriedly around the room. He opened one drawer of his dresser and threw boxers and socks on the bed, not even noticing her. He then disappeared into the closet and then soon appeared with a pair of grey slacks and a white dress shirt, which ended up on the bed too. He turned back toward the bathroom and she still didn't say anything.

He came back soon, the toothbrush gone but the towel still wrapped around his waist. Of course, he was still rushed and she stayed unnoticed. She grew tired of it soon.

"Sam." She said and he jumped and clutched at his chest. Eyes wide, he glanced at her and then his eyes went back to their normal size.

"Holy shit. I didn't even see you." He breathed and she smiled again. "I didn't even know you were awake. Did I wake you?" He said with concern in his voice and she smiled crookedly at how sweet her husband was.

She shook her head and then threw the covers back, proceeding to get out of bed. She went over to him and put her arms around him, straddling his waist. She smirked playfully and a smile grew on his face. She reached up and put her arms around his neck, playing with the hair at his hairline. Up on the tips of her toes, she kissed him chastely and then pulled away when he tried to deepen it. He smirked, then leaned forward and kissed her on the lips, then moved along her jaw, planting little kisses here and there. She tried to stay unaffected, but her whole body relaxed into him, her head tilting back. He nibbled on her ear lobe and her back arched- and then he pulled away, a huge smirk on his face. She grounded her teeth together and smirked once again when a sudden idea came to her. She bit her lip suggestively and then hooked her leg around his waist, hoisting herself up so her eyes were on level with his. She kissed him on the lips and almost immediately he deepened it. She bit down on his lip and then their tongues were clashing together. Much to her husband's displeasure, she pulled away- but she wasn't finished. She kissed her way down his neck, bending her head. She trailed little butterfly kisses down his chest and she could feel his abs twitching under her lips. She smiled against his skin and then unwound her legs from his waist and hopped down. Rolling his eyes, he yanked her forward and crashed his lips to hers. His tongue fought its way into her mouth as his lips moved fiercely, dominating her own completely. It kind of hurt but strangely, she liked it. After more of that, her husband pulled away, still gripping her shoulders. She saw his eyes glance over her shoulder, probably at the clock on his bedside table. Suddenly, he pulled away, his eyes huge.

"Oh shit! I'm going to be late!" He exclaimed and he brushed past her, reaching for his boxers on the bed, dropping the towel at the same time. After slipping on his boxers, he grabbed his slacks and put one leg into them, and then hopped around while trying to put them on.

"I'll go make you a bagel to eat." She said and he didn't even glance over at her. She sighed and then grabbed his towel from off the ground, throwing it in the hamper on her way out.

She was waiting for the bagel to finish by the toaster when her husband came bounding down the stairs, tie hanging around his neck, suit jacket draped over his arm and brief case in his other hand. His face was flushed with exertion and his chest rising quickly but he dropped everything on a chair and then was off and running up the stairs again. She sighed and shook her head as she pulled the toasted bagel out of the toaster.

Just as she finished layering cream cheese on the bagel, Sam was back, a pair of black dress shoes in hand. He slipped them on and bended down to tie them up and just as he was about to leave the kitchen, she grabbed his arm and pushed him down into a chair.

"Quinn, I-" He began but she cut him off.

"Sit down and eat." She said, with a final tone in her voice. Usually he knew that when she used that tone it was time to stop but today seemed to be different.

"But-" She raised an eyebrow challengingly at him.

"No buts, Sam. I say you have to eat so you're going to eat. And if someone has a problem with that then they can call me and I'll deal with them." She said seriously with her arms crossed. Sam merely sighed and she set the bagel down in front of him.

As he ate, she saw him continually glance over at the clock on the wall. As he put the last piece in his mouth, he pushed the plate away and got to his feet. He reached for his tie but she beat him to it. Her hands expertly wound the red silk fabric in out of the loops. She had done this loads of times before, Sam had always had trouble tying ties and even though he was better at it now, she enjoyed doing it.

She followed him outside to his car after. Just as he was about to get in his black Audi, he turned around and placed a chaste kiss on her lips. He didn't pull away right away and she deepened it. Her hands gripped the collar of his shirt and his hands held the sides of her face tightly. But he pulled away soon and she pouted.

"Okay, okay. I have to go, I'm already late." He laughed and got into the car, throwing his brief case in the passenger seat. She shut the door and then he rolled down the window. She leaned into the car and kissed him one more time.

"What is up with you? I can understand why you can't stop, look at me; but it's kind of strange." Sam laughed once and started the car. He was about to pull away when she opened her mouth.

"I love you! See you later! Don't forget were having dinner with my mom tonight!" She yelled after and she faintly heard a "love ya" in return as he backed down the driveway at full speed.

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When she got inside she started to tidy up. She began in the kitchen and then moved throughout the house. After she was finished, she glanced at the clock and saw that it was barely past nine. She sighed and promptly flopped down the couch in the den. Suddenly her eyes widened and bile flooded upwards. She put her hand over her mouth and ran towards the bathroom, the vomit rising. She burst in and fell to her knees in front of the toilet. Her gut heaved as her stomach emptied into the toilet. As she finished she wiped her mouth and then coughed a couple times. She felt weak, like her limbs wouldn't work; but she managed to flush the toilet and shut the lid before sitting down on top of it. Her head went between her knees and she prayed that she wouldn't throw up again.

After a while she got to her feet and hobbled over to the sink. The bathroom was downstairs so all she could find was a small bottle of mouthwash. She rinsed her mouth out with that several times until the disgusting taste left her mouth and was replaced by minty freshness.

She basically crawled upstairs to her bedroom and collapsed on her bed. She couldn't believe how nauseous she felt right now. An hour ago she was making out with her husband and now she could barely move. As she clutched at her stomach and snuggled beneath a blanket, her eyes closed and she drifted off into sleep.

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When she woke up it was just after 3 o'clock. She had slept seven hours. Seven! She didn't think she had slept that long during the day in years. But her nausea was all gone and she didn't really care about anything else, she was just glad that it was gone. She pushed away the blanket and got to her feet unsteadily, her eyes still bleary. Sam would probably home in an hour or two, sometimes he stayed longer and sometimes he didn't; and they were supposed to have dinner at her mother's at 6:30. She decided to pick out her clothes now, so she wouldn't have to later. She entered her and Sam's walk-in closet and went to her side of it. She browsed through her dresses, uncertain whether she should go all out or just wear a floral summer dress. In the end she decided on a elegant white satin strapless cocktail dress and a pair of white peep toe heels. She laid it out on the bed and headed towards the stairs. She made her way to the den and sat down the couch when she arrived. She turned the TV on and flipped through the channels. Seeing Dirty Dancing listed, she eagerly clicked on it. It was her favourite movie and even though she had seen it millions of times before, she watched it at every chance available. When they had first got together, she had even made Sam watch it and he knew it almost as well as she did.

At about 5:30 she heard the sound of an engine growing closer. She switched the TV off much to her disappointment (Dirty Dancing wasn't over) and made her way to the front hall. She was waiting for him when Sam stumbled through the door. When she saw his ruffled hair and untied tie, anger rose inside her. He was smiling lopsided at her when he dropped his briefcase and jacket on the ground and approached her. He wrapped his arms around her and the smell filled her nostrils. He reeked of alcohol and god knows what else. She put her hands on his chest and pushed him away, taking deep breaths to keep her anger under control.

"You're drunk." She stated, not even asking him if it was true. She was disappointed with him, severely disappointed.

"No, no, no. The guys and I just went for a couple drinks after work." He slurred and grinned again. She sighed again and rolled her eyes. He put out his bottom lip and came over to her again, and tried to kiss her. She pushed him away.

"You know, I can't believe you. I told you that we were having dinner with my mother tonight." She said and he pulled back from her neck, where he had been kissing her moments ago.

"What? I didn't know about this." He replied, sobering up a bit. She stared at him, with eyebrows raised. She couldn't believe him.

"Are you kidding me? I told you three days ago when my mother invited us and I reminded you this morning!" She exclaimed and he gazed back, disbelief on his face. "You know what, I have had enough. You never listen to me! Everything I say seems to just go in and out your other ear!" She snapped and he bit his lip.

"Well, what do you expect me to say? Sorry?"He said in disbelief and she returned his incredulous look. "Well, then I'm sorry. Sorry for hanging out with my friends after a bad day at work! Sorry for being stressed because I have to work 24/7! Sorry for working hard so that we could have all the stuff we have and live in this house! Sorry for giving you everything that you want!" He shouted with eyes wide. She groaned and gripped at her hair in frustration.

"Do think I want all those things? Sure it's nice and all, but I don't need it. If you wanted to work two days a week and we lived in a trailer; then I would be fine as long as you were with me!" She shouted back, tears pricking at her eyes. She blinked them away and continued. "When I married you, I didn't say I do because I knew we were going to live in this house and drive nice cars and have all the things we have; I said it because I love you and thought I was marrying someone who would listen to me and love me!"

His face softened but she continued to give him the same incredulous look. He didn't say anything and didn't move from his spot. She sighed and turned toward the stairs. She didn't look back as she walked up the stairs. As she entered their bedroom, she could hear Sam following close behind her. She went over to the bed and picked up the dress she had laid there earlier. She examined it as she heard Sam enter the bathroom before hearing the sound of running water from the shower.

She waited for Sam to finish in the shower just outside the door, wrapped in her green silk kimono. She took her shower and was brushing her teeth when Sam walked in the bathroom. He was shirtless still, a towel wrapped around his waist, and for the first time in ages, she managed to keep her eyes from straying to his muscular chest. He brushed his teeth beside her but they both didn't react to each other's presence. She rinsed her mouth with mouthwash after and left the room without a word.

They left the house without speaking to each other-her wearing the white cocktail dress and him wearing a dark blue pinstripe suit- and got into the car the same way. As he pulled out she turned off the radio and sat back, holding her white clutch protectively in her lap. It wasn't that she was afraid of him, just tense.

And that was how they left, in silence, Quinn's hands clasped in her lap and Sam's gripping the steering wheel tightly with the space in between them seeming heartbreakingly lonely.

AN: Hope you enjoyed it! I'm writing the second chapter right now so it'll probably be up soon! And did you guys see last night's episode, I hate Samcedes, honestly but I did love the Quinn/Santana/Brittany friendship, I hope theres more of that in season 3. Oh and I can't wait for season 3! It's supposed to start in like October or something! Can you believe it! October! Anyway here's the link to Quinn's outfit on Polyvore(just take out the spaces):

http :/ www. poly vore. com/ quinns_ out fi t_ chap_din ner/ set? id= 31 59 96 07