A/N: So instead of putting this into the finished product of the next chapter, I wanted to do this short piece by itself. It's an emotional scene and I figured I would leave it as a teaser for the upcoming events of my next update, so enjoy!

TEASER!

Here he was, down on one knee, in front of Quinn, presenting her with one of the most important questions in his life yet and a ring to accompany it. It all seemed perfect; the quiet hum of the crickets, the almost inaudible crackle of the warm fire, the glow of the bright orange against Quinn's gorgeous features, and the most beautiful girl now standing before him. Sure, they were in the middle of the woods and his pant legs were now covered in dirt and he was pretty sure he was being eaten alive by mosquitoes, but it didn't matter. He didn't need the perfect setting or perfect time to do this but he was glad things seemed to be going his way, or at least they seemed they were, but this was Finn's first lesson in how things aren't always as they appear. Her perfect eyes and expression fell from what they once were; bright and joyous. The only thing that did not waver was her sweet, sweet understanding smile.

"Finn…"

Her voice was a dull whisper over the sounds of the forest. She said his name almost like she wanted him to say something else, anything else; almost sounding like she was trying to think of a way to let him down easy without saying another word. Even if it could have been to Quinn's displeasure, he didn't respond, still waiting and hoping for the perfect answer on this perfect night.

His stare never faltered as he tried to remain cool and collected under the intense pressure of anxiousness weighing down on him.

"Finn…" she echoed. "You are so sweet, and romantic, and amazing…"

He felt his faith in the situation progressively slipping away after every word that left her mouth. It wasn't like the words she said were bad, but it was the way she said them all. She spoke them like she was speaking to someone that she was building up to ultimately snatch everything out from under them, building him up for the "but," that would quickly be followed by the "no," and the worthless, "I'm sorry's." His mind faded back into the situation at hand and he continued to listen as he slowly and cautiously stood up from what felt like the lowest point in his life.

"…and I still cannot believe I have a great guy like you by my side... but…"

There it was, the infamous "but."

"…I can't be your girlfriend." she finished, her voice trembling, like she was attempting to hold back tears.

He swallowed hard and his hopeful thoughts drifted away like a flower that was easily released without hesitation and blew into the wind. He clenched his jaw tight and shut his eyes holding back some minor tearage of his own because Finn Hudson doesn't cry, or at least not in front of others. He enveloped the small, light ring in his palm, now feeling like it weighed a hundred pounds, and slowly opened his mouth to speak.

"I- I… I don't understand… I thought you wanted this just as much as I did…" he faintly muttered.

So? Confused? I would be too if I wasn't writing it but aha, thankfully I am. Is this the start to the answer you thought Quinn would give or what? Just before you get upset and feel like I just ruined your dreams of this story, give it a chance. Like I said, all is not always as it appears to be. Perhaps some miscommunication or misunderstanding? I will have the next chapter finished sometime this weekend so don't lose hope yet. Like always, I love my fantastic readers and even more so the reviewers so drop one in the reviews! Thanks much appreciated :)