Quinn
"Just a small town girl, living in a lonely world. She took the midnight train going anywhere..." the words came out of Puck's mouth easily enough. Sitting bythe piano in McKinley's auditorium, singing the song that had changed his best friend's life had seemed a natural thing to do. But nothing about this situation was natural. After all, how could a situation like this ever be described as such. Finn Hudson was dead.
"Just a city boy, born and raised in South Detriot. He took a midnight train going anywhere."
Noah Puckerman turned around in his seat to find the source of the voice, but he already knew who it was before she came into sight.
"Hey Q," he said softly, the ghost of a smile tugging at his lips as the blonde haired former cheerleader emerged from the auditorium's shadows.
"Puck," Quinn acknowledged.
"When did you get back?" Puck asked.
"A few hours ago," admitted Quinn. "But I just couldn't face coming back here right away. I had to prepare myself for it."
"I know what you mean," said Puck softly. "Memories."
Quinn nodded her head, eyes flickering around the room. "I did love him, you know. I really did."
"I know, Q. We all did."
AUTHOR'S NOTE: Sorry if that was too short, but with Quinn, Puck and Finn I figure the simpler the better.
I've never been a Puck/Quinn or Finn/Quinn shipper but I did appreciate that they were important to each other, in whatever sense.
So, that's the Quinn/Puck chapter, any guesses who's next?