After getting coffee and catching up a bit Quinn headed back home to get ready for dinner with Sam. Sure she had looked nice before but this outfit defiantly was not dinner worthy. She wanted to gush to Rachel about how good everything went between the two of them, how maybe there was still a chance for them after hall. But to Quinn's dismay Rachel wasn't anywhere to be found when she arrived back at the apartment. She changed into a slightly tighter black dress, that would still cross that dangerously crossed the lines of casual and date wear. As much as she would have liked it to be, this was not a date. After everything she had put him through in the past she was still just amazed he was speaking to her.

"Can I just please come back now?" She cried into the phone, clearly drunk as she sat on the floor of her and Rachel's apartment. "I miss you." It was only a few months after she left, and she was starting to think he'd given up on them too. "Please, Sammy I just wanted you to chase after me." She slurred as she used her free hand to clear the tears from her eyes.

"Quinn, you're drunk." Sam said sighing into the phone clearly not amused with her present state. They had talked a few times after the events that played out on Christmas, he thought this was all behind them now, clearly he was wrong. He was tired of playing games, she was drunk and probably wouldn't remember most of this conversation but he choose that night to tell her exactly how he felt. "I never told you to leave Quinn, I wanted you to stay.." he said calmly. "I'm not going to chase after you this time; you need to do what you need to do." He said wishing he could. "It's like you said, this is all for the better and if it's meant to work out it will."

There wasn't much more of that conversation that Quinn remembered, all she remembered was he stayed with her on the phone that night until she was ready to fall asleep.

"I don't understand you." Finn shaking his head at Sam, "You come here setting yourself up on this suicide mission, and you don't even go through with it. Instead you ask her out on a date… Who does that?" He asked clearly exhausted by this conversation already. His words seemed ineffective on the blonde boy.

"I couldn't just tell her there." He said trying to justify his reasoning, maybe he just wanted more time with her. He adjusted and readjusted the collar on his shirt. "Besides I am going to tell her tonight." He said more for himself then Finn. "And it's not a date." He rolled his eyes as he got his things together heading out the door to meet her.

He'd opted to pick her up this time, he texted her letting her know he was there as he waited in the car for his fiddling with the radio. Approaching his cars he still managed to take his breath away. 'Remember why you are doing this, don't get caught up Sam.' He had to remind himself as he reached over to open the door or her. "You look nice." He blurted unable to control himself.

She felt slightly nervous as she approached his car, unsure what this anxiety was that was building up in the pit of her stomach. She smiled when she saw him push the door open from the inside and got in, sitting down and smoothing over her dress. Before she could even breath a greeting he was already complimenting her, it was so Sam of him, she couldn't help but laugh slightly. "Thanks, so do you." She said as she felt a slight blush creep upon her face. 'This is so not a date, remember that Fabray.' She reminded herself still smiling at him, as he began driving them off to dinner.

The drive to dinner was uneventful, they held small talk between the two and there had been an embarrassing moment for both of them when their fingers accidently grazed both reaching to change the radio station. He brushed it off; they were adults now this was just normal behavior. He pulled into a parking spot and got out to open her door. He offered her his hand out of habit, and before he could take it away he was amazed to see how easily she linked her fingers with his. This was not going to be an easy dinner, he could already feel it now as they were lead to their table.

Quinn hadn't meant to take his hand yet, he looked at her and it was like they were sixteen again, standing the astronomy room. Against her words to Rachel she was falling in love with him again, just one look and he had her. He dropped her hand once they were seated, and she watched as he fiddled with the menu clearly nervous about something.

"Why are you here Sam?" She finally asked after they had both eaten, she was tired of the small talk. While everything seemed alright she could always tell when there was something more with him. He'd been acting strange all evening and she couldn't fight the question any longer. Sam had made it clear, that New York was not for him yet here he sat across from her.

"I was visiting Finn and I thought, I'd stop by and see you." He said, that wasn't entirely a lie, he was visiting Finn. Being that Sam and Finn were pretty close friends he had asked to be part of his wedding party and needed his measurements for the tuxes. Of course this could have all been done over the phone, but he took the opportunity to come out her and talk to her one last time.

"Oh, why now?" She asked, looking up at him.

He could feel his heart sink in her chest, the way she asked sounded so defeated, hurt almost. Looking at her from across the table he couldn't give her the real answer, instead he told her something he should have a while ago. "I missed you." He said this was possibly the few glasses of wine he had a dinner talking now. "I Just needed to see you one last time that's all." He said solemnly.

He'd lost her with his 'one last time' bit but she put that in the back of her mind. "Oh." She was all she managed to say playing around with her glass as she brought it to her lips taking a big sip. "I missed you too." She said staring into his eyes wondering what else they were hiding.

"Dance with me." He said to her, reaching out for her hand across the table. He realized it was a strange request but they wouldn't be alone as other people around them were doing the same. She took his hand and he lead her to the floor pulling her close to him, thinking this was how it should be. 'You have someone at home who loves you, and you love her your getting married this is wrong what are you doing here?' His thoughts were having a war in his head as he swayed with her to the music.

I still remember the look on your face

Lit through the darkness at 1:58

The words that you whispered

For just us to know

Told me you loved me

So why did you go away?

She leaned her head against his chest and could hear his heart hammering against his rib cage. The song was an awful choice at being romantic but it was so fitting for the two of them. She mumbled something incoherent against his chest muffled but the fabric of his shirt. Her hands that were wrapped loosely around his neck tightened slightly as his hands slid further down to her waist.

But now I'll go sit on the floor
Wearing your clothes
All that I know is that
I don't know how to be something you miss
I never thought we'd have a last kiss
Never imagined we'd end like this
Your name, forever the name on my lips

I do remember
The swing of your step
The life of the party, you're showing off again
And I roll my eyes and then
You pull me in
I'm not much for dancing
But for you I did

Because I love your handshake, meeting my father
I love how you walk with your hands in your pockets
How you kissed me when I was in the middle of saying something
There's not a day when I don't miss those rude interruptions

But now I'll go sit on the floor
Wearing your clothes
All that I know is that
I don't know how to be something you miss
Never thought we'd have a last kiss
Never imagined we'd end like this

Your name, forever the name on my lips

The song progressed as they continued to sway he stared her in the eyes, he was going to tell her now, this was his moment. He couldn't let this get any further he knew what was happening. "Quinn I.." He whispered to her, 'am getting married.' He thought, come on say it. "I.." He said in a tone that was only audible to her. "I still love you." He blurted out but his face didn't look shocked, or like he regretted it. If anything he looked confused but he brushed it off he should have pulled away from her yet, he didn't instead he made sure to hold onto her tightly closing any space that might have been left between the two bodies.

She smiled, missing the way it felt to be in his arms. "I love you too." She said simply as she pulled her head of his chest were it had been resting. He looked hurt saying it, like he was hurting someone by admitting that he loved her, she didn't understand. She titled her chin up to get a better look at him. "I'll always love you." She said lifting herself up on her toes to meet his lips.

He subconsciously had been moving his face closer and closer to hers, she was the one who made the move to kiss him, and he didn't protest. It started of sweet and innocent but developed deep, her found his hands gripping tight on her waist pulling her closer his, her hands were clasped tightly around his neck pulling him closer keeping him there. When he pulled away from her instead of having the look of pure bliss on his face like she did , he stood there mouth open slightly. He dropped his hands from her waist. "Quinn, I need to tell you something.." he said running his fingers through his hair.

She was caught off guard by how deep the kiss progressed, once they pulled away she needed to catch her breath. She looked at him expecting to see his signature goofy Sam smile, but was meet with the look of someone who had just done something terrible. She didn't understand. "What is it?" She asked trying to keep the smile on her face.

"Quinn, I'm…" He started hoping this time he'd be able to finish the sentence. "I'm getting married." He said flatly looking at her watching as her emotions went from happy to hurt. He knew what would happen now. He watched as his predictions came true.

She stood there for a moment processing his words, her mouth hung open slightly. She brought hand up to cover her face. "I have to go Sam." She said holding back tears, "I'm really happy for you, I am." She said unable to hear him call after her, as she got out of their hauling herself a taxi.

So I'll watch your life in pictures like I used to watch you sleep
And I feel you forget me like I used to feel you breathe
And I keep up with our old friends just to ask them how you are
Hope it's nice where you are

And I hope the sun shines
And it's a beautiful day
And something reminds you
You wish you had stayed
You can plan for a change in weather and time
But I never planned on you changing your mind

So I'll go sit on the floor
Wearing your clothes
All that I know is that
I don't know how to be something you miss
Never thought we'd have a last kiss
Never imagined we'd end like this

Your name, forever the name on my lips
Just like our last kiss
Forever the name on my lips
Forever the name on my lips

Just like our last

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