"You love him, mom. That's all that matters," Beth said. Quin grinned at her daughter. She was styling Beth's hair.
"I've known Finn for a while. We dated thirteen years ago," Quinn murmured.
"Thirteen? Does that mean that he's my?" Beth paused and Quinn shook her head.
"No, I dated Finn when I was pregnant with you, but he isn't your father. He is the one who wanted to name you Drizzle so I used that for your middle name," Quinn explained. Beth nodded.
"I am so thankful for you finding me, I am so glad that I can have you as my mom," Beth smiled.
"I am so glad that I got to have you as a daughter," Quinn agreed and kissed Beth's cheek. Finn came into the apartment. He looked a little dazed.
"You okay?" Quinn asked Finn shrugged.
"She sang," Finn muttered. Quinn chuckled.
"You broke of the engagement and she sang to you?" Quinn asked.
"No…she sang at me," Finn smirked now.
"Will she be okay?" Quinn murmured. Finn shrugged.
"She'll get over it. She was being overly-dramatic, as usual. Maybe she can meet someone as theatrical as her," Finn sighed. Quinn hugged him.
"Quinn?" Finn asked.
"Yes?" Quinn replied. Finn slipped out of her grasp. Allison came out of her bedroom.
"Quinn Fabray, will you marry me?" Finn asked. Quinn's eyes got misty. She looked at her daughters, who both nodded.
"Yes, yes, yes," Quinn sighed and collapsed into Finn's arms. Finn tangled his hand in her hair.
"You know what today is?" Finn asked. Quinn frowned.
"No"
"It's the anniversary of the day we met in preschool and the anniversary of the day we started dating in junior year," Finn reminded her.
"You remembered?" she asked in shock.
"Things with you…stick to me," Finn admitted. Quinn laughed.
"You smooth-talker," Quinn teased and kissed him. Beth and Allison ran over and Finn put his arms around them.
Quinn's last shattered puzzle piece came together and her life was whole again, not perfect, since no life is. But she guessed that this was pretty damn close.