Quinn had spent the last hour pacing her parent's living room waiting to hear any word from Jesse. She had never seen him so angry before. Of course he had every right to hate her or even leave her after the day's confession. But she hoped he wouldn't. She hoped he'd come back so they could talk everything out.

But deciding she'd only become crazier if she continued to just pace around the house, she decided to walk around town a little to clear her head.

She was walking through town not paying attention, too focused on her thoughts. She thought about Puck and their relationship. About her friends and family that she left for years by moving to New York. She thought about Jesse and how the last 6 months had been great for them. They'd spent their time out around the town, at various events, meeting tons of people and future clients for her building. She loved his passion for politics and how devoted he was towards his work. She wasn't the same woman she was when she was 18. She was now an up and coming 24 year old fashion designer that everyone was going to love.

But because she was so lost in her thoughts, she didn't realize she ended up at her old house. Puck's house. She thought about turning away quickly to leave, but decided this was probably going to be the last time she ever saw him anyway. She watched as Puck strummed along on his guitar on the front porch's swing. She smiled remembering that he put it up specifically because she asked for it. She had thought about how in the future she'd love to rock her children out there while Puck worked on the back yard. Thinking about children made her upset remembering her miscarriage, but like she promised herself so many years ago, that would have to stay in the past, where it belonged.

She slowly walked up the driveway to the porch, noticing Puck had stopped playing his guitar and was now staring at her.

"Hi" she said softly, waving to him as she walked up the porch steps.

"Hey" he responded quietly.

"You still play" she stated, pointing at his guitar.

Puck nodded, "Yeah, sometimes. If I have the time when I'm not working"

She nodded in understanding. She remembered when he taught her how to play and how much she loved it. She hadn't played since she left Lima, but a lot of times she really missed it. She was lost in her thoughts again when Puck spoke.

"What're you doing here Quinn" he questioned. Now that the papers were signed and Jesse was here, he figured he wouldn't be seeing her again.

"I was on a walk and ended up here" she explained, shrugging. She gave him a small smile before continuing. " I'm glad I came though. I forgot to thank you for signing the papers."

He huffed out a breath, "Quinn" he said shaking his head.

"No really. I know I wasn't always the best wife and we got married too young" she started looking him in the eyes, "When I, when we, lost the baby I couldn't handle it. It seemed like my world was ending. I couldn't stay here knowing what we had planned for our future child was no longer going to happen. Seeing the office made me just want to crumple because it was going to be the nursery" she said, tears forming in her eyes.

Puck stood up wrapping his arms around her, comforting her as she cried. He shut his eyes tightly, "I understand" he said softly.

Quinn pulled back slightly, "I'm sorry I left the way I did. But I had to. And I'm not that girl anymore Puck. I've grown up. I know who I am and I have a new future set up."

Puck nodded sadly, "And Jesse is in that future?" he asked.

Quinn nodded answering, "yes"

Puck nodded sitting back down, "Well I hope he makes you happier than I did. You deserve that."

Quinn was shocked. The old Puck she knew would be yelling and screaming. He would fight her on every move. But he wasn't. "Puck you did make me happy. We're not those people anymore though. But thank you for signing the papers finally. It means the world to me."

He nodded, "Yeah sure. It was time" he said.

Quinn nodded and sat down next to him, "Jesse knows the truth" she admitted.

"You told him?" Puck asked.

She shook her head, "Sam blurted it out and I filled in the blanks. He's pissed. He left and said he needed time, so I don't know where he is."

"He'll come back" Puck stated, "If he loves you like I- If he loves you like he explained to me he does, he'll be back"

"I hope so" Quinn whispered.

"Um, do you wanna go for a ride? I'd like to show you something" he suddenly asked.

Quinn opened her mouth to answer when Sam pulled up beeping.

Puck shook his head, realizing the moment was lost and got up, walking towards Sam. Quinn followed.

"Hey guys" Sam greeted, "I just came to get Quinn. Jesse's back at your house."

Quinn's eyes widened, "Thank you!" she said hugging Sam.

"No problem" Sam replied. "I'll let you two finish up, I'm just gonna wait in the truck."

Quinn turned back to Puck, "I have to-" she said pointing back to Sam.

Puck nodded in understanding. "Your future awaits"

"Maybe I'll see you before I head back" she stated, though it sounded more like a question.

"I don't know if that's such a good idea" he stated softly. "But good luck with everything, Fabray. You deserve to have a good life"

Quinn's eyes had tears now but she held them back. "Yeah. You too Puck." She was able to get out.

Since this was their goodbye, Puck walked closer, pulling her head towards his, kissing her, for what would be the last time. "Bye Quinn" he said walking back into his house.

Quinn stood there in shock for a second, her hand floating to her lips. That was it. Goodbye.

She backed away to Sam's car and got in, sitting quietly.

"What was that" Sam asked as they started driving.

"Goodbye" she whispered, her thoughts still on their last kiss.

Sam nodded understanding what had just happened even though deep down he knew it couldn't be the end of them.