Chapter 17

Take your shirt of, shirt off hey, take your shirt off shirt off yeah, and hey twist it in the air like a motherfucking helicopter

Those were the lyrics coming out of the large sound system beyond Finn Hudsons living room. Hundreds of high school students, people playing beer pong, body shots, stripping, various couples making out in the corners. Quinn, Santana and Laura (hand in hand) all walked inside the party. Quinn felt like the third wheel but she loved Laura, Santana was growing on her.

"Wow, play some good music Hudson, T-pain is totally crap amigo." Santana ran up to the host, all of a sudden a cup was in her hand.

"Hey Santana, Laura…Quinn?" Finn had to double take, to see if it was Quinn Fabray at his party. "My my my, it's Quinn Fabray. First time I've seen your pretty little ass at these parties." Finn laughed, half dancing to the tunes out of his stereo, Santana's hand meeting the back of his head.

"Shut it, that's my girl Quinn and if you mess with her, you'll see the wrath that is Santana Lopez you hear?" Santana let him know whose boss, typical Santana. Finn mouthed "sorry" to Quinn, she smiled and just nodded. Laura and Santana hit the floor as Quinn was standing next to Finn.

"So…cool party huh? I think everyone from school is here. It's kind of rad now the hottest girl in school is at my party." Finn smiled, putting his arm around Quinn, making her a little uncomfortable.

"I know I wasn't invited but, Santana and Laura kind of…dragged me along." Quinn held her hands behind her back, moving side to side with her feet. Finn moved closer, holding a can of beer in one hand and his other around Quinn's shoulder.

"It's fine, welcome to casa de Hudson, where the magic and fun happens. You wanna drink, we have wine." Finn laughed, nodding at one of his Neanderthal friends who walked past.

"You're assuming I'm too good to drink the hard stuff? Because to be honest –"

"Wow, calm down blondie, I didn't mean it like that. I just assumed…here let me get you a punch." Finn looked mortified and left to get Quinn a cup of party punch. Quinn pulled out her phone, she missed seeing "missed call (1) SAM" on her screen, but lately he stopped calling, he finally got the hint but she missed him. She loved him; she wanted to run to him, to tell him she cares about him. But no, she needs to stand up for herself, show him the mature, responsible young adult she is. Waiting for Finn, she ended up backing herself up onto a sofa, sitting down, imagining what her life could be like with Sam.

Some on baby, come on, smile for the camera. It was June 21st 2019, Sam Evans, his newlywed bride, Quinn Evans and their baby girl Daina, the family was playing in their backyard. Daina was born on September 2nd, 2017, she was unexpected but the married couple loved her with all their heart. Sam, still a teacher, working as an early childhood developer at the local elementary school, next to Dainas childcare center and Quinn, a hard working Law School student and a full time mom at heart. Quinn was in her final year of college, she was happily married with a lovely blonde haired, green eyed child and her husband, she was lucky to have him by her side.

"Baby, say cheese, say cheese ok?" Quinn giggled, holding the camera up at her daughter. Daina poked her tongue out, blowing a short raspberry and giggling. Daina was bubbly, her lips were a dark pink and just like her fathers, her hair was golden, a bit lighter in the sun and her eyes were large, a large green with long eyelashes that flicked her every time she blinked. Quinn was so happy, so blessed to have this wonderful family.

"Dada I wan my iwce cweam my head it hot dada." Little Daina said to her father, waddling over to his lap as he sat on the childs swing.

"Not until after dinner baby, but I'll give you extras if you smile for mommy ok?" Daina laughed, turning around to her mother and running for her leg.

"Cweese momma cweseeeee." The nearly 2 year old grinned, her teeth just showing. Sam heard a beeping noise coming from his pocket.

"Ah shoot, it's the school. I have to go down for an emergency meeting. I'll be back soon before you know it." Sam leaned down to his daughter, looked into her eyes and kissed her nose. "Now you be good for mommy, I'll be back home and we will watch an hour of playhouse Disney ok?" Sam grabbed his daughter's hand, looking at his wife and smiling. Daina nodded. "Good girl." Sam got up, walked to his wife and kissed her on the lips. "I love you so much. Here's your drink."

"Quinn? Quinn here's your drink." Finn Hudson was handing her a red cup, looking confused. Quinn was in a daze, she did imagine what her life would be like with Sam. She managed to picture a future with him, a life. She wanted that, a daughter, maybe 3, maybe a son or 2 as well. A daughter who looked just like her younger sister Kiara. All Quinn knew was, no matter the consequences, she loved him.

"I'm sorry Finn but… I have a meeting, I have to attend to…for uh…study. Tell Santana and Laura I'll be back to pick them up. I'm sorry." Quinn grabbed her purse and headed out the door, leaving Finn confused to why she was in such a rush. She jumped into her car, put the pedal down and sped down to Sam's apartment. Practicing to what she was going to say in the car, all the way through, thinking about how she wanted a future with him. Nothing else feels more like home than he does, when you want someone or if you want to know who will be the one you spend the rest of your life with, you picture it and all Quinn pictured was a blonde hair, green eyed, big lipped man who owned her heart.

Quinn parked her car out the front, not bothering to lock the doors and ran to his door. After a few fast knocks, she heard a chain being removed from the inside and opening the door was a red headed woman, dressed in sweats and a white tank top. Was this the woman Sam dated in high school he briefly talked about?

"Hello? Hi, how can I help you?" The woman said, her eyes were so big and blue. Was Quinn in for a rough competition?

"Uh hi, I'm here to see Sam…is he here?" Quinn felt awkward, her heart was sinking to her stomach and she thought the worst, hell, it was the worst. A guys ex doesn't just walk back into their life and answers their door dressed like they're at home.

"He is but he's on the phone. You can come in…are you one of his students?" The woman asked.

"Something like that…I'm Quinn." Quinn didn't want to be rude.

"I'm Genevieve, Sam's fiancée."

And from that moment, Quinn felt like she hit rock bottom and her heart was ready to shoot out of her stomach.