Sorry it's taken so long to update... but school, work and two other stories have been taking my attention. As well a little writer's block hit. I'm not going to abandon this story it might just take time between updates!

Jesse parks the car outside the modest house. He watches as Quinn takes a few deep breaths to keep the tears at bay. She looks over at him and gives a grin and a nod and she moves to get out of the Range Rover. Jesse trails behind Quinn as she unlocks the front door and lets herself into the dark house.

She leads Jesse into the guest room and quickly starts throwing all her clothes and belongings into her duffle bags. She finds a box and fills it with her makeup, jewellery and other trinkets that would break in the duffle bags. Jesse watches in silence as Quinn packs. He wants to reach out to offer her comfort, but he knows that she would most likely snap at him if he did.

"Here take these into the car." Quinn says handing over the duffle bags and the box.

Jesse grabs everything in Quinn's arms and gives her a smile. "Is that all?"

"From here most of it yeah. Just wait in the car I'll be right out." Quinn says and returns the smile.

Jesse nods and heads for the door. He turns back to look at his friend before leaving and he sees Quinn take a deep breath and bow her head. He leaves though, instead of turning back to her.

When she hears the front door close Quinn pulls out her diary from the night table. She tears a page out of the slightly beat up book and grabs a pen. Sitting down at the desk she begins a letter to Carole, the woman who has acted more like a mother in the few months of living with her than Quinn's own did in the past few years.

Dear Mrs. Hudson,

I really have no words to express how horrible I feel, for how much the guilt eats at me daily. I hope that you read this before throwing out this note – though I can't blame you if you do.

I'm sorry for the pain that I have caused you and I understand that you must hate.

I know that I shouldn't have lied to you or to Finn, but I was scared and I have no one else. And Finn was the only thing keeping me from doing something rash.

I also have to let you know that you have raised the most wonderful son, who will one day make an excellent father.

Thank you for all you have done for me since taking me in and taking on a burden that should never have been yours, I will never forget the kindness you showed me the past few months.

I am going to be staying with a friend, so please don't worry – though I doubt you will, now that the truth has come out and I have clearly lost all trust.

If you would like to get in touch so I can repay you, my phone number is on the back.

Thank you and I am truly sorry,

Quinn Fabray.

Quinn folds the paper and takes it to Carole's room. Leaving it on her nightstand where she will find it.

Getting back into the guest room Quinn goes to the bed and lifts up the pillow. She pulls out the blanket Finn gave her. She buries her nose into the worn fabric and breaths in the smell of the boy who still holds her heart. She fights back the tears and quickly leaves the room. Silently she pads to Finn's room and pushes open the door. The sight that greets her is a mess, one that she blocks out and heads for the small lamb perched on his bed. She grabs her stuffed animal and sticks the blanket in its spot.

It was the one thing that she didn't want to return, but she knows that it truly never belonged to her or the unborn baby. She hugs the small toy to her and runs from the room, down the stairs and out the door. She can't be in the house any longer without want to break down into tears. She clambers into Jesse's car and pulls in a few deep breaths.

"Hey Quinn, how're you doing?" Jesse asks, breaking the silence.

"I'll be ok." Quinn says with a defiant nod. "Now can we get out of here?"

"Of course. I called my mom and she's ordering in a delicious dinner. I told her that you are going to be staying with us for the weekend." Jesse says and Quinn gives him a shocked look. "I didn't tell her why you'll be staying with us and my mom never asked. That's your own business and if you want to tell her that's your prerogative."

"Thank you Jesse." Quinn says and stretches over the gear shift and places a kiss on Jesse's cheek.

"Hey, no chick flick moments." Jesse says and Quinn laughs.

The sound of the musical laughter from his friend makes Jesse smile and he starts the car for the two-hour drive back to Akron.

"I've set everything up with my brother Quinn. You'll be able to move your stuff in on Saturday and then Sunday I'll take you out grocery shopping." Jesse's mother says as the three finish their dinner.

"Mrs. St. James that is too kind of you and I am sorry for imposing myself on you this weekend." Quinn says and Jesse's mother waves away the comment with the flick of her hand.

"Nonsense. When Jesse said that you needed a place to stay there was no question that I would let you stay with us."

With that comment Jesse throws a smirk at Quinn, who had voiced her concerns about imposing on the drive to Akron.

"Now, Jesse you clear up the dishes and Quinn I will take you up to the guest room so that you can get situated and washed up." Jesse's mother says as she stands from the table.

"Thank you Mrs. St. James." Quinn says following her lead and standing.

Jesse pouts as the two women leave him to clean up the table and wash the dishes.

Almost an hour later Jesse knocks on the door of the guest room. He slowly pushes open the door to find Quinn writing in her journal. Her head snaps up when she hears Jesse clear his throat.

"Hi, so how was washing the dishes?" Quinn asks putting away her journal.

"Fun." Jesse says rolling his eyes. "So what did you and my mother talk about?"

"Nothing and everything. She asked what happened and I told her. I couldn't lie to another person who let me into there home."

"What did she say in response?" Jesse asks, really wondering how his mother would take the news.

"She was surprisingly good with it. She said she would help. I wasn't expecting that." Quinn turns to Jesse and gives him a smile but he can see the tears in her eyes. "In fact I was expecting another reaction like my father, but your mom, like Finn's mom, seemed more understanding of the situation."

"Hey my mom is awesome what can I say? So Miss Fabray what are your plans for this evening?"

"Nothing, what did you have in mind SJ?"

"Well I was thinking movie marathon, sound good?"

"Sounds great."

"Ok well I'll let you change into your pyjamas, then meet me in the den." Jesse says rising from the bed.

Quinn nods and watches her friend leave the room. Quinn thinks that a movie marathon with her childhood friend is just what she needs.