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At seven forty-five Quinn was standing in front of Santana wearing a slim, silk, sexy black dress, "I look okay?" She wondered, twirling around to give the Latina a full view.
"You look Hot." Santana said, "no doubt about it."
Quinn stopped twirling and stared at her friend, "thanks." She said.
Santana, who had been sitting on the couch stood up, "what for?" She wondered.
Quinn sighed, "I don't know-everything I guess, you're just...you've been here for me through it all." She smiled placing a hand on Santana's arm, "you helped me realize how much better I was without Finn...you helped me realize that I still loved Sam...and in a way, you helped me take the step into giving the Fabrevans thing another go." She shrugged, "so, thank you."
Santana rolled her eyes, because as much as she didn't do sappiness, this was just one of those moments she couldn't deny, "come on," she shrugged, "I only did all of that because you've helped me also."
Quinn reached up and cupped the girls face, "you hear from Britt again?"
Santana grabbed the hand that was pressing against her cheek as she shook her head, "no, but it's okay." She wouldn't let it all bring her down, "I'll have my happy ending, I'll just have to be a little more patient, like you."
"Oh, I'm patient, am I?" Quinn wondered.
Santana broke out into a smile, "you're a catch Quinn, Sam's very lucky to have you."
Quinn removed her hand from the girls face as she continued to hold her hand, "and if Brittany wasn't so lame she'd realize how amazing you are San." She shrugged, "there's someone out there for you."
The raven haired girl nodded, "I'm waiting."
Their moment was broken as the doorbell rang, "the man's right on time," Santana whispered.
Quinn smiled, "yeah, he is." She let go of Santana's hand and did a few last minute adjustments with her outfit.
"You look amazing Q, stop fretting." Santana told her.
Quinn looked at her before taking deep breath, "God, it's just Sam...why am I so nervous?"
The raven haired girl gave the blonde a wink, "because it's Sam."
Quinn thought it over a moment before she gave a slight nod and walked toward the door.
"Hey," she smiled when she caught sight of her boyfriend.
Sam gave her a delighted smile as he pulled the flowers and chocolate out from behind himself. "I brought these for you," he commented, waving the flowers a bit before handing them to the blonde.
Quinn continued to smile, "aw, thanks." She said, smelling the essense of the flowers before looking back to Sam, "and those?" She wondered nodding toward the chocolates.
Sam shrugged, "oh, right." He looked behind his girlfriend, "I brought them for Santana, i-is she here."
"What'd you get me?" The Latina wondered as she walked through the doorway, "I heard my name."
Sam nodded stepping into the Fabray home as Quinn stepped away from the door.
"These are for you," Sam said handing the chocolates to the Latina, "I figured you could eat them while you watch a movie here or something."
"What makes you think I'm gonna stay here?" Santana scoffed, "I have a life you know."
Quinn looked over her shoulder at the girl, "Santana, no, you don't." She said smiling.
And the Latina looked down at the floor, faking depression, "God, Q, why are you so mean to me?"
Sam shrugged, "I also brought them to say thanks, for the band management and everything."
Santana smiled, because she knew what the and everything meant. "Well, thanks." She said.
Sam nodded, "yeah," he then looked at Quinn, "you ready to go?" He asked.
Quinn nodded taking the offered hand, "absolutely." As she turned toward the door with Sam Quinn looked over her shoulder, "by San."
Santana saluted her, "you kids have fun," she said as Sam and Quinn made their way down the sidewalk.
"Here you go," Kurt said as he leaned into his brothers room handing the picture over to him.
Finn reached out and grabbed it, setting it on the desk he was currently sitting at, "hey, did you replace the glass?" He wondered.
The smaller boy nodded, "yeah, I wasn't gonna keep it in my room with all the glass smashed in, so I found an old frame and traded it in." He shrugged, "don't worry about it."
Finn smiled, "well, thanks."
Kurt smiled before saying, "hey, I'm happy about your whole band thing." He said.
The Hudson boy grinned, "thanks man, I am too."
Kurt nodded turning around to leave, however he traced his steps back once more, "what are you doing?" He asked.
Finn shrugged, "I'm, uh, I'm calling Quinn." He said, finally deciding to pick up the phone. He flipped it open and pushed number four.
Yes, Quinn was still on his speed dial, but he had changed it from number three to number four. His mom was one, Burt was two and Rachel was number three.
Kurt shrugged, "is that the best idea?" He asked.
However, his brother waved him away.
"You look beautiful, by the way." Sam said as he drove Quinn's car.
He couldn't drive the family vehicle because his parents were using it tonight to take Stevie and Stacy to the movies.
He no longer owned a car of his own.
Quinn smiled, "well, thanks..." She looked at him, "you look pretty spiffy yourself if I may say."
"Spiffy?" Sam chuckled.
"Yes," Quinn said matter-of-factly, "spiffy; smart in appearance." She shrugged, "it's a word that I know."
The blonde boy continued to chuckle, "you are awesome."
"That I know, too." Quinn said as her phone began to ring. "Sorry," she whispered looking at the caller I.D. "I thought I switched it off."
Sam shrugged, "it doesn't bother me." He told her, "answer it."
Quinn flipped her phone open and hit the green button pressing the device to her ear, "hello?"
"Hey," Finn answered.
"Yeah, what's up?" Quinn didn't want to be rude, but she really didn't want to talk to him right now. She just wanted to be on her date.
The romantic date.
With the guy of her dreams.
Her one true love.
Sam Evans.
"I just called to ask a question." Finn told her, "I-uh-I need to know if we're cool." He said it so fast, Quinn had to think about it a moment before realizing what it was.
"Yeah," she nodded into the phone, there was no reason to hold a grudge anymore, she got what she wanted. She got someone to love her. "We're cool Finn, more than that, actually," She said.
Sam couldn't help but glance her way when she said that.
"We're friends." Quinn finished.
She heard a sigh of relief across the way before Finn said, "great!" She could tell he was smiling, "that's amazing Quinn, thank you." He said.
"Whatever." The blonde said, trying to end the conversation, "I'll talk to you later."
"Yeah," Finn answered, "later."
"Bye." And with that she hung up.
"I'm glad your first rehearsal went smoothly." Lauren said as she sat beside her boyfriend.
Puck nodded, "me too," He looked at her and grabbed a handful of chips from the bowl she was holding, "My Bloody Masquerade is totally going to become a worldwide hit." He smiled popping the handful of chips into his mouth, "you'll love me more then, baby."
Lauren nodded, "maybe so, but I already love you now."
They were hanging out at Lauren's house waiting to eat dinner with her family. Somehow Puck had gotten roped into hanging out with the Zizes family and he didn't know how to get out of it. So, in the end he figured, what the hell. He'd give her family a shot.
Sam pulled into the restaurant parking lot and turned off the ignition before unstrapping his seatbelt and stepping out of the vehicle.
He then walked to the other side and opened Quinn's door, "m'lady." He said giving her a chivalrous bow.
"Oh, how thoughtful." Quinn played along taking his hand.
Sam closed the door behind her and they made their way toward the door for Breadstix. "I hope you don't mind this place, it's really all I can afford." Sam told her, "well, this and Quickie Pizza."
Quinn laughed covering her mouth with her free hand, "do they not know how weird that sounds?"
Sam looked at her smiling as well, "yeah, probably not."
Quinn shook her head, "Breadstix is fine by the way." She said, "hanging with Santana so much has kind of gotten me to love the place a little."
The couple strolled inside and Sam asked for a table for two, and then they were lead to one of the booths.
"What can I get you to drink?" The waitress asked.
"I'd like a diet pepsi." Quinn answered.
Sam shrugged, "Dr. Pepper's fine with me."
The waitress nodded as she wrote the orders down and then handed them menu's, "I'll be right back with your drinks."
"Thank you." Quinn said as she opened her menu.
Sam opened his as well but he didn't really look at it, he was too busy looking at her.
He was so happy to have her back, and this time he swore he was never letting her go.
"I'm really glad it all worked out for you." Rachel said as she set a plate of food on the table before Finn.
The boy nodded eyeing his girlfriend, "me too, you know, I always thought it'd be a little weird not having Quinn in my life, but now I really don't have to imagine it even." He said before he grabbed his fork and looked at his plate, "uh, Rach?" He said, poking the food with his fork, "what is this?" He wondered.
Rachel smiled, "it's eggplant." She said, "try it, it's really good."
The boy looked at her before nodding, what the hell, he figured he'd take the risk. He took a knife and cut the eggplant up slowly taking a cautious bite.
"Good right?" Rachel asked taking a bite of her own.
Finn nodded, "oh, yeah," he said, "definitely." It was actually terrible, like really awful, but he didn't have the heart to tell her.
Hope you're having a nice summer, sorry it's been a bit since I texted, Artie and I are having a blast! Coconuts are so awesome, did you know that? Anyway, I miss you San, and I can't wait to tell you all about my vacation when I get back.
-Britt
And for once Santana really didn't care, she missed the blonde, hell she loved the blonde...but Brittany really wasn't worth her time right now.
So, she had decided she'd move on.
At least for now, it was wrong to live stuck in the past...and even though she had threatened Artie she was gonna leave him be.
It's what Brittany would want her to do.
So, she wasn't gonna touch the wheelchair bound boy.
The raven haired girl picked up her a piece of chocolate and bit into it; Molasses Chew, one of her favorites, she smiled as she pushed the play button and began to watch an episode of Grey's Anatomy from Quinn's stash of DVD's.
It's cool B, can't wait to hear what you've been up to. I miss you lots...Quinn's got a new boytoy, Fabrevans is back on! Catch you later.
-San
"I never really understood why they fill these with cheese." Quinn said waving one of her breadsticks around, "I mean really, what's the point?"
Sam shrugged, "I don't know, they're kind of the same thing as breaded cheese sticks, or the cheesy pizza crust."
Quinn nodded, "yes, I know." She paused, "but at least with the pizza crust you get cheese all the way throughout the crust, and with the breaded cheese sticks the cheese it's all in there, but these stupid cheese filled breadsticks normally only have cheese in the bottom, in the top and sometimes in the middle, but there has never once been a breadstick with cheese throughout the whole thing." She shrugged, "not for me at least."
"You take your breaded cheese sticks a little too seriously." Sam added.
Quinn waved it off as she rolled the breadstick between fingers shifting it from hand to hand, "whatever, clearly you're missing my point."
Sam shook his head, "no, no, it's all clear." He shrugged, "you're a complete nerd."
Quinn took a bite out of the breadstick, "at least I don't imitate Matthew McConaughey to try and impress people." She then tore the breadstick in half and showed him the emptiness inside, "and I rest my case."
"You love my Matthew McConaughey impression."
"Yes, yes I do, just about as much as I love Matthew McConaughey." Quinn said.
The boy raised his eyebrows, "and how much would that be?"
"very little." Quinn told him.
"Ow!" He grabbed his chest dramatically, "that hurt."
"I'll factor in that I love your impression a little more than the real thing if you'd like."
"I suppose that makes it a little better."
"Okay, then, we have that factored in." She smiled giving him a wink that cut him to the core.
A moment later the waitress was back picking up their empty plates, "is there anything else I can get you?" She asked.
"No, thanks." Sam said, "just the check."
"So, how long do you think this My Bloody Masquerade thing's gonna work out?" Rachel asked as she and Finn stood by her door around ten o'clock.
Finn shrugged leaning against the doorway, "you know, I really think it's gonna last Rach." He told her honestly.
"Oh?" Rachel asked.
"Yeah," Finn told her, "I do, we sounded really awesome today, and if we can continue to sound that awesome, we may even get our own record deal."
Rachel smiled, "hey, then you can come to New York with me!" She said as her tone turned from serious to giddy.
Finn smiled, "yeah, I think it's all gonna work out."
"That's good." Rachel said, "I'm proud of you, I'm really glad you found something awesome to make you happy Finn."
She leaned up and gave him a passionate kiss.
When they separated Finn shrugged, "hey, since we're being honest and all, I kind of wanna tell you something."
"What?" Rachel asked.
He could tell she was thinking the worst possible option.
Finn leaned down and shrugged, "I really don't like eggplant, but I ate it because I love you."
Rachel scoffed at first but it quickly transformed into a smile, "I love you, too."
"Thirty-six dollars and seventy-five cents." Sam read the bill out.
Quinn looked over the rim of her glass as she took the last drop of her soda, "you good?" She asked.
Sam looked up a moment, "huh, oh yeah, I'm fine." He said as he pulled out his wallet and began counting money.
He set five dollars on the table under his glass before he stood up to go pay the bill at the counter.
Quinn stood up as well looking out at him to make sure he didn't turn around. She then quickly took the five dollars he had just laid out and switched it with a ten dollar bill of her own, before she quickly made her way to Sam.
"Are we ready to leave?" Sam wondered.
"yeah," Quinn nodded, "let's hit it."
Thirty minutes later they were standing on the Fabray front porch, "I had a really nice time." Quinn said, "it was amazing and lovely."
Sam smiled, "great cause I think we'll be doing this every week."
Quinn grinned, "will we now?"
"Yeah." Sam said reaching up and brushing a strand of hair from her face before he caressed her cheek, "I love you." He said.
And yes, it may have been too soon to say, but seriously he didn't give a damn because they used to say it all the time, and it was true, he really truly loved her.
Quinn smiled, "here," she said reaching into her pocket and pulling out the five dollars she had exchanged earlier. She placed it in his free hand.
Sam looked at their hands confused, "what's this?" He wondered as he let his hand drift from her face to her side.
Quinn shrugged, "you pay for the meal and I leave the tip." She smiled, "it's a very reasonable compromise that seems to be nonnegotiable."
Sam just continued to smile because it was a good settlement, "okay." He nodded shoving the money into his back pants jacket.
He then continued on what he had intended to do moments before, he caressed her cheek gently, leaned forward and pressed their lips together.
It was a good kiss.
Soft.
Passionate.
Long.
When they broke apart Quinn's smile seemed to touch the stars, "I love you, too." She told him.
And he had never felt better in his life.
One thing Sam knew as he walked "home" that night was that even if the whole My Bloddy Masquerade thing didn't turn out the way he hoped it would, even if none of his possible career dreams came true, or if his parents never got jobs and the family stayed stuck living in a hotel room for the next ten years...
...none of it would matter because all he ever wanted, all he ever needed...
...was Quinn Fabray.
And there we have it, it's the final chapter of The Band...
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And thanks so much for supporting this idea, I loved it so much and I feel really accomplished that I finished this story, it was a long journey, but I loved it...
...Thank you again so much for taking the time to reading it, and I hoped the ending worked well for you all, I personally love it...