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Four days later...

I did what Ray said, I stayed away. All I wanted to do was run into his arms and cry and have him hold me and love me, but it took every little piece of strength from the deepest depth of my heart to stay away. I did the same with Darren, he continued to try and get Ray and I to talk. But my persistence and arrogance, stayed strong. But he never gave up on trying talking to me, meeting me every time I would come home from the mainland. Or heading off, he didn't want to give up saying that 'without me, the plan won't work and Ray just doesn't want me to get hurt'. Pulling my hair up, I sighed loudly. Clipping on tightly were the sapphire earrings that my father and Tommy gave me.

Applying my favourite lipstick again, I took a deep breath. Popping it into my purse, I slung it over my shoulder. Grabbing my trench coat, the same coat that I wore the first night with Ray in the hole, a light pain coursed through my body. Starting at my chest, my stomach churned unhappily again.

Grabbing my backpack, I shoved most of my dresses in my backpack. That was it, I loved this man and hell will have no fury if I don't spend the rest of my life with him. I had only ten dresses and two coats; my bag was big enough to fit it all. With room to add my belongings; a brush, toothbrush, underwear, make-up. I imagined what it would be like if I was going to leave with Ray and Darren. Tears streamed up to my face, oh my god. I will never be able to see these people again. I'll never be able to see my dad again, his laugh and hugs will exist no more. Taking a shaky breath, I wiped away all the tears and the thoughts that were going to cloud my judgement. My father always taught me one thing, 'if you love someone, there's nothing and no one in this world or the next who can stop you from getting there to them'.

Well today, I'm following my father's advice. Picking up my bag, I slung it over my shoulder. Opposite to my purse. Heading out my father was sitting on the couch, he smiled up at me. Stopping me in my tracks, I took another shaky breath.

"Hey Quinn, are you going to Santana's tonight?" he said, I nodded at him.

"Yeah, were heading off on a road trip, I thought I told you that?" I lied weakly, he thought for a moment and shrugged.

"Possibly you did, I've been to caught up in work; have fun darling, I'll see you..." he said, my throat clamped up.

"Soon" I whispered out, walking over to him.

Throwing my arms around him, I clung onto him tightly. He laughed lightly and hugged me back, kissing the top of my head.

"You're only going for a few days Quinn, I'll still be here when you get back" he said, I smiled and nodded.

"No matter what?" I asked, my voice croaking.

He nodded and laughed "Even if you ran away with a spoon" he said, tapping my nose.

I laughed lightly "Promise?" I said, handing out my pinkie finger.

He laughed, pinkie promising me that he'll be here for me. No matter what, getting up I kissed his forehead once more. Before grabbing my bags, I got out a chicken to defrost for him. Taking a deep breath, I stepped outside. Walking down to the barge, I smiled slightly. Darren was there, making his preparation for today's later events. Jumping onto the barge, I scared him which made me laugh lightly. He smiled slightly up at me.

"So this means you're coming with us?" he asked, I nodded.

"I guess so, need any help?" I asked, he laughed lightly.

Looking up at me, he nodded. "Actually yes"

Ha ha, I was watching Alcatraz the TV show, awkward moment when the guard is named Ray and the prisoner was named Tommy. Ha ha, priceless!

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