Quinn fixed up her room and prepared a second bed for the unsure coming of her best friend. She was excited, after all, who wouldn't be? She had been nothing but lonely ever since she set foot in New Haven. Everything was new, she knew no one, and no one knew her. No one was aware of her past, the one filled with her unwanted pregnancy, the stupid things she did just to be at the top of the social pyramid again, her unbelievably insane phase changes, and a near-death experience, so she could basically be anythin she wanted. No one would judge her actions for they knew minimal about the freshman. But she was lost in the area, no one was there to help her anymore, no one could fix her the way that McKinley High did. She brought up enough courage to invite someone to help her, and that certain someone was the girl that she bullied to no end, the girl that she instinctively tried to bring down everyday, the girl who stole her first love, the girl who she was jealous of, even though she wouldn't admit it to anyone. The girl who was now successful, getting into her dream school, being able to pursue her dreams, and having a loving boyfriend by her side. Quinn was still in a state of shock after Rachel accepted her metro pass instead of tossing it in the trash, but it was not the time for panic. It was time to clear everything up, she would be starting a new life, after all.

As she finished preparing the pillows and blankets, she still wondered if she was doing this all for no reason. Rachel hadn't confirmed her arrival, neither had she assured Quinn that she would be arriving. They didn't contact each other since their Skype chat, it had been a couple of hours since that. Only a few more hours until that wait would turn into a whole day of anticipation. "Better safe than sorry, Fabray," she said to herself. She wouldn't want to do things last minute. That would screw things up, and she knew that Rachel Berry wouldn't take that.

A few minutes after Quinn had her dinner, she received a text from Rachel. "Quinn, I just wanted you to know that I'm on my way there. I'll be boarding the train in about an hour. See you soon. x" Rachel was really coming. A day after she suggested she should. Quinn was relieved to receive the text, knowing that cleaning her room didn't go to waste. She could've done something more productive if Rachel wasn't coming, but thank god, she is.

"Alright, see you in a few. I'll pick you up. :-)" Quinn replied to Rachel, went out her room and walked down the stairs. She saw her neighbor, Gabriel, frolicking in the lobby. He was a new Yale student as well. When Quinn moved in, she saw him, and he looked very familiar to her. That was because he hailed from Dalton, and he was a member of the Warblers before. They crossed each other's paths when they visited McKinley to say their goodbyes to Kurt. "Hi, Gabriel!" Quinn said as she passed him. "Hey, Quinn. Where are you off to?" Gabriel said while closing his book to look up at her. "Just off to pick up a friend, I'll see you soon. Maybe I'll even introduce you to her, if you're willing to come over tomorrow for lunch," Quinn replied. "That sounds good. You seem to be in a hurry, so you should go. Bye!" Gabriel re-opened his book as Quinn rushed out the door. She didn't want t be late for Rachel's arrival, that's not what friends do, she said to herself as she neared the dormitory's parking lot.

She got into her buggy, checked if she had enough gas, luckily, she did. She texted Rachel, telling her that she was on her way to the train station, and that she should call her when she arrives so she can help her with her luggage, if it turns out to be too heavy to carry alone.

Rachel looked out the window and stared at the stars. She thought about Finn, and about the star she named after him. Finn Hudson, it was called. So every time Rachel was feeling lonely or down, she could look up at the sky and remember that Finn Hudson is looking down at her. Not anymore, she thought to herself. She felt that Finn was looking down ON her. Yes, he was going to break her heart, but he didn't want to. "I started it, I broke up with him, all of it was my fault," was all she was thinking about ever since the day she left Finn.

"A pleasant evening, passengers. We are nearing our destination, in about 10 to 15 minutes, we will be arriving at Union Station. All passengers who will be leaving at this check point are requested to prepare their baggage as to not cause any delays to our path." The train conductor was really hard to understand, he had some kind of accent that made it seem as if his throat was sore and his vocal cords were stretched out too much. Rachel, however, having great ears for several sounds, was able to make out what he said in a snap.

Exactly 17 minutes after the announcement, they finally arrived at Union Station. Taking her suitcase from under the table, she stood up, ready to leave, and glanced back a few times, making sure that she didn't leave anything important. The train doors finally opened, and she rushed out the door. She texted Quinn as she was asked to if she arrived. She passed by a stall selling beverages, and got herself water. She sat down a bench near the station's exit and waited for Quinn.

Quinn arrived just in time, right when Rachel texted her that she was here. She rushed to the arrival area of the station and saw Rachel Berry there. She realized that she didn't look like the girl she once knew, the one with the bright smile, the ever glowing appearance, and the overenthusiasm that sometimes felt pretty annoying. She was looking down with her phone in her right hand and the handle of her pink suitcase in her left. If Quinn didn't know how Rachel exactly looked like, she would've thought that the girl was just a depressed civilian.

"Rachel, hey, Rachel! Are you ready to go?" Quinn yelled. There were many people going back and forth in front of her, such a huge crowd that she couldn't get within physical reach of the girl.

Rachel looked up, scanned right, left, up, and down, for the girl that was expecting her, and she finally found her. It was hard not to see her, she always popped in a crowd. Golden hair that used to be long and curly, but was now cut into a cute bob, one that really matched her, she noticed. "Quinn, Quinn! I'm here!" Quinn took Rachel's hand from a distance and pushed everyone aside, running out with Rachel. "Go in the car, I'll put your suitcase in the trunk." She did just that, waiting for Quinn to lock the car trunk, and Quinn finally opened the car, sat down in the driver's seat and started the car up. Rachel smiled at Quinn as she buckled her seatbelt and said, "Thanks, Quinn. So, how are you doing?"

Quinn smiled back and replied, "The question is, how are you doing, Rachel?"