Sorry I have taken so long to write something. I just have so much on at school at the moment. But the school year is almost up and i will have more time to write :) Hope you enjoy.
"So let me get this straight." Blaine said as the doors of the elevator in Quinn's hotel opened on her level and he and the blonde stepped out. "Both you and your ex-boyfriend are planning on driving up to New York together because you and he both share a fear of flying?"
Both he and Quinn had spent their morning doing some shopping and bidding everyone farewell. Santana, Brittany and Mike had caught an early flight this morning back to New York and Mercedes, Tina and Artie had also flown home. But not before calling to say good-bye. Puck was busy working and Rachel, Finn and Kurt were at Carole and Burt's house for a family breakfast. Blaine had gotten out of it after Quinn had called him with some sought of emergency. They were still discussing said emergency.
"Okay, it sounds stupid when you put in graphic terms like that." Quinn argued as the duo walked towards Quinn's room. "And I didn't ask you to judge, I just needed you to tell me if it was a smart or dumb idea to go with him."
"Isn't that the definition of judging though?" Blaine asked, earning himself an icy look from Quinn. "What?"
"Blaine please, I'm serious." Quinn begged as she unlocked her door and they made their way into the hotel room and threw their purchases onto the bed. "Am I making a mistake in going with Sam?"
Blaine sat down on the bed and pondered his thoughts. "Look, it's all about how you feel. Do you feel confident enough to handle the situation or do you think you will succumb to Sam's, for lack of a better work, sexiness?" He asked as he laid his back down on the bed.
"Well it's been five years." Quinn thought openly. "It would be slightly embarrassing if I still acted like a love sick puppy around him."
"So can I take that for a yes, you'll be okay?" Blaine asked.
Quinn thought for a second. She then jumped on the bed and laid herself next to Blaine.
"Yes, I will be okay." Quinn said smiling.
"Great." Blaine said. "And between you and me Quinn, I admire your courage."
"Why do you say that?"
"Because I personally would not be able to keep my hands from ripping all his clothes off that smokin' body of his."
"Oh, really helpful you little tart." Quinn said before hitting a smirking Blaine with one of her bed's pillows, which Blaine caught and laughed into. The room's phone then started ringing and Quinn looked over to see the front desk button flashing. Quinn reached over and picked it up and put it to her ear.
"Hello, Quinn Fabray speaking." Quinn said into the phones receiver.
"Hello Miss Fabray, this is Aaron from the front desk. We are sorry to disturb you."
"It's no problem. Is anything the matter?" Quinn asked
"We have someone calling for you. A Mister Samuel Evans." Aaron said to Quinn.
"Sam!" Quinn exclaimed making Blaine sit bolt right up.
"Yes Miss Fabray" Aaron continued while Quinn sat up of the bed. "Would you like us to say you are unavailable at the present time?"
"What? No Aaron, please put him through." Quinn said. Blaine had now sprung off the bed and was trying to listen to the phone next to Quinn's head, but she shoved him away. So he ran into the bathroom and picked up the phone in there to listen.
"Of course Miss. If you could hold on for the slightest moment." Aaron said before clicking of and the on hold music began to play. Whilst it did, Quinn put her hand to the phone and called out to Blaine.
"Blaine, get off the phone now." Quinn yelled.
"If you think I am going to miss this, think again." Blaine answered through the ajar bathroom door.
"Anderson if you do not get of this phone right now, Kurt will be marrying someone in a wheelchair."
"Great, everyone loves a a challenge when it comes to keeping the marriage alive in the bedroom. It would be just the thing."
"I am giving you to the count of three." Quinn hollered before she started to count. "One...two...thr-
"Quinn?" Said a random voice through the phone
"Sam." Quinn said quickly. The on hold music had suddenly switched off and Quinn quickly composed herself.
"Hey, how's it going?" Sam asked
"Great, just super." Quinn said as she death stared the bathroom door from where her friend was eavesdropping on the conversation. "You?"
"Yeah fine." Sam said. "I just called to ask if you had booked a car yet for the trip?"
"Um, no not yet." Quinn said sitting down on the bed. "I didn't know you wanted it so urgently. I can call them now if you like?"
"No, I was hoping you hadn't. We can save our money on hiring a car because my parents have leant me theres." Sam said.
"Oh, okay." Quinn said. "Wait, I though you were staying with Puck, not your family."
"Yeah, but they moved after I left school and wasn't living there anymore." Sam said. "So when I cam home for this reunion, I had no where to sleep so I called Puck up."
"Right." Quinn said.
"So I was visiting them today and I told them about our travel plans and they offered."
"Well that's sweet of them." Quinn said, twirling her hand around the phones cord. "Tell them I said thank you."
"I will, but I think they will know you would've." Sam said.
"Oh and how will they know this." Quinn asked as she lay down on the bed.
"Well between you an me, they always though that we would end up together." Sam said, making Quinn blush slightly. "They grew a soft spot for you."
Quinn lay on the bed, not responding for a moment and taking in what she had just been told. "Theyalwaysthoughtwewouldgettogether?"
"Quinn?"
"Yes, sorry, I'm still here." Quinn reassured before standing back up off the bed. "If you just leave your address with Aaron from the front desk, Blaine will drop me off at your parents house. I will see you in a couple of hours."
"Okay, I will see you soon."
Quinn placed the phone back in it's holder while pressing down the front desk button so the line would be directed back to it.
"Do I here wedding bells, I think I do." Blaine said as he stepped out of the bathroom. "Ladies and gentlemen I present to you the future Mrs. Samuel Evans."
"Oh, shut up and help me pack." Quinn said as she threw a cushion at Blaine, hitting him again with surprise.
...
Within more then a couple hours, Quinn had packed her bags, gotten Sam's parent's address from Aaron, put her luggage in Blaine's car, driven over to her destination and was now walking up to the front doors of the Evans' house with Blaine by her on one side and her suitcase being pulled on the other. She extended her hand and pressed the doorbell and waited. Then the door opened.
"Well it's about time." Sam said cheerfully, opening the door wider. He shook Blaine's hand and gave Quinn a peck on the cheek.
"Sorry we took longer then expected. But someone took a wrong turn that had me heading out of Ohio with you." Quinn said shooting Blaine a mischievous look.
"Hey I said I was sorry a hundred time already." Blaine said defensively making Sam laugh.
"Do you want to come in?" Sam asked stepping aside and extending his hand into the house.
"Sure." Quinn said and she walked over the threshold into the lovely home.
"I would love to, but I have to get going." Blaine said, making Quinn quickly turn around and walk over to him.
"What! Why? Where are you going?" Quinn asked desperately before turning her voice to a whisper. "You're going to leave me here alone?"
"Hey, you said so yourself that you could handle it. Think of it a preparation for the trip." Blaine also said in a whisper before looking past a murderous Quinn and raising his voice back to it's normal sound to speak to Sam. "I'll see you in New York. Have a safe trip"
"Thank's man." Sam said from inside the house.
Blaine turned to walk and he faintly heard Quinn whisper to him. "I hope you get lost and Kurt butchers you in your sleep."
"Have a safe trip Q." Blaine called back. He then hopped in his car and drove off, waving good-bye as he did.
"Shall we?" Sam asked. Quinn turned around and picked up her bag and pulled it into the house and left it at the door.
"Do you wan't anything to drink or eat." Sam asked as he made his way to the kitchen with Quinn following him.
"No, I'm fine thank you." Quinn said. She was taking her time to walk to the kitchen, as she inspected the house. She could hardly fault it. It had that real homey touch to it and felt like anyone could settle down in it. Quinn gazed over the pictures that were hanging from the walls and saw a young Sam in them. Some of them were from his high school days, some were from his baby days. Quinn couldn't help but feel her heart melt as she looked over Sam's life. She then noticed a picture with of the whole family, standing outside Sam's old house. It must have been taken from when they first moved to Ohio. Quinn them made the her way into the kitchen.
"So where is the rest of the Evan's Clan?" Quinn asked, taking a seat on one of the bar stools that was underneath the kitchen counter. Sam was busy making himself a sandwich but still bothered to look up.
"Well you just missed Mom and Dad." Sam said. "They had to go run some errands. But Stevie and Stacey are in the other room watching something on the television."
"How old are they now?" Quinn asked
"Stevie is 16 and Stacey has just turned 15."
"Oh my God." Quinn exclaimed in awe. 'I still remember them as ten and nine year olds from when we used to babysit them together."
"Well they have grown up now." Sam said casually. "I'm sure they'd love to see you again."
Quinn hopped off the Bar stool and made her way through the kitchen and into the lounge room where the t.v. was playing. The siblings were sitting on the couch facing the screen and did not notice Quinn walk in.
"Well well well, haven't we all grown up" Quinn said from behind, making the two blondes whip their heads around.
"QUINN!" Stacey screamed. The youngest Evans sprung off the couch and ran around to hug Quinn. Stevie got off the couch as well, probably less enthusiastic as his sister but still greeted Quinn with a smile.
"I hope you're not getting to old for hugs?" Quinn asked as Stacey released her.
"Well not from someone as pretty as you." Stevie said as both he and Quinn embraced.
"Ha." Quinn laughed before pulling away from Stevie. "I can see you inherited you brothers charm."
"Must be a family gene" Stevie said shrugging.
"Mm, must be." Quinn said with a smirk, before turning her attention to the screen. "Oh my god, what are you watching?"
Quinn's face had suddenly flashed across the t.v. screen. She then realized that they had been watching a performance
"Oh, old New Directions performances." Stacey said as she looked over to the screen. "We were trying to get inspiration."
"Where did you even get this?" Quinn asked, as she made her around the couch to sit on it
"Mom and Dad came to all of Sam's performances." Stevie informed as he as well went to sit on the couch, followed by his sister. "They recorded everything."
"Right." Quinn said with a smile on her face as she watched the young her and her friends perform at nationals from many years ago. Stevie must've noticed her smile
"You think this is funny." He said as he got up from the couch to put a different disk into the dvd player. "You are gonna love this one."
He sat back down on the couch and pressed the play button on the remote. The dvd must've picked up from where it left off because it was halfway through a certain performance. A performance with both Quinn and Sam singing lead.
"Just remember"
"You're the one thing"
"I can't get enough of"
"So I'll tell you something"
"This could be love!"
"Please tell me that isn't what I think it is."
Sam had entered the lounge room and was standing behind the couch the three blondes were now occupying.
"You mean the dvd of you singing what can only be described as your true feeling in front of hundreds of people for this girl on my right from when you were in high school?" Stevie suggested. "Hate to break it to you but yeah, it is."
Sam leaned over and gave Stevie a playful punch on the shoulder.
"Sammy come sit with us." Stacey said. She move closer to Quinn so Sam had room to sit on the edge of the couch.
"So why are you guys watching all of these old performances anyway?" Quinn asked pulling her legs close to her body to wrap her arms around as she continued to watch her's and Sam's performance. "You said something about trying to get inspiration."
"Oh, they didn't tell you." Sam said. "They are now officially apart of glee club."
Quinn sat up a little higher and looked at both Stevie and Stacey with a huge grin on her face. "You're kidding?" She asked excitedly. "Both of you are now apart of New Directions!"
Stacey and Stevie nodded with glee.
"Guys that's fantastic." Quinn exclaimed, giving the siblings hugs. "Wait, so this means you guys are studying up for sectionals."
"Hey, the best way to be the best is to learn from the best." Stacey said.
"Couldn't agree with you more." Quinn said. She then grabbed a notepad of the coffee table and clicked a pen. "So lets get started."
"Wait, you wanna help us?" Stevie asked.
"Of course I do. I wan't you guys to win." Quinn said, making Sam nod in agreement and he as well picked up a notepad and pen.
"So go ahead." He said. "Pick our brains."
Both Stevie and Stacey looked at each before launching into a series of questions. Questions that had answers. Answers that turned into stories. Stories that had different endings. Endings that were laughed about. Time carried on and on and it wasn't until Sam looked at the clock on the wall did he change the subject of the conversation.
"Oh shit Quinn, we better get going." Sam said, getting up from the couch and stretching out his back. Quinn looked up at the clock as well and saw it was now four o'clock.
"How did it get so late?" Quinn said as she got up from the couch as well and pulled her jacket on that she had taken off when Sam and her had been discussing costume ideas for Stevie's and Stacey's sectionals.
"I don't know, but if we don't head off now, we won't make it to New York until the morning." Sam said.
"Why don't you just stay the night Quinn?" Stacey suggested.
"Oh sweetie I would love to." Quinn said as she and Sam made their way to the front door. Sam quickly ran upstairs to grab his bag he had packed earlier. "But if I don't get back home to help with the wedding, I will loose my head."
Stacey nodded as Sam made his way back downstairs. He picked up Quinn's bag by the door (against Quinn's protest) and asked Stevie to open it for him.
Sam loaded the car with the two bags while Quinn said a quick good-bye to Stevie and Stacey.
"When are we going to see you again?" Stacey asked. Stevie stood behind his sister with his hands in his pockets.
"I'm not sure." Quinn said before noticing the glum look spread over Stacey's face. "But I promise it won't be five years this time."
Stacey managed to show a small smile at this thought just as Sam came and stood next to Quinn.
"Ready?" Sam asked and Quinn nodded. Sam then turned his attention to his brother and sister and gave them both a hug.
"Be good you two." Sam said as he released Stacey from an embrace.
"We'll do our best." Stacey said cheekily, making her oldest brother laugh. Quinn finished giving Stevie his hug.
"Look after your sister."
"Look after my brother." Stevie retorted making Quinn giggle. She then turned to Stacey and also gave her a hug.
"Make sure you tell me how you do at sectionals." Quinn said. But what Quinn heard in response was not what she expected. It wasn't a good-bye or a "we will" like she expected. It was a a little whisper so only Quinn could here her.
"You and Sammy should be together."
Quinn didn't really pull away. But she fidgeted slightly and wondered if she had heard correctly. When she did pull away, Stacey simply nodded and gave a little smile.
"Well, shall we." Quinn said quickly. She turned to face one of the Evans' family car and hopped in the passenger side while Sam hopped in the driver side. He reversed out the driveway and took off down the street.
Quinn sat in the passengers seat for a little while, thinking to herself, wondering what Stacey had said. "Where did she get that idea from? Has Sam said something to her? Did she herself show any signs that she wanted to earlier?"
"Quinn?"
"Yeah. Sorry, I dazed off for a second. Did you say something?"
"You've been doing that a lot lately. Dazing." Sam said, ignoring her question. "Are you feeling sick?"
"No, I'm not sick." Quinn reassured. "But I'm definitely feeling something"
I hope you all enjoyed it. I'm not to sure myself about this chapter. i kept changing so much. Please tell me what you think of it. I appreciate all my reviews. :)
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