From New Haven To New York-Faberry

Chapter 2

Quinn soon realised that Rachel was a fidgety sleeper. She kicked her legs, including kicking the blankets off. Her arms flailed as if she was falling, Quinn tried nudging her to wake her in case she was having a nightmare but to no avail. Rachel only wrapped her arms around Quinn's neck and clung to her like a cat. The blonde looked at the clock, jeez, it was only three am. She had another three or four hours of this left. At least the brunette was actually asleep the blonde thought. She didn't want to begin to think how many sleepless nights she'd endured since she'd moved to the city.

College was hard but doing it off the back of a failed engagement, that must have been rough. Sure Quinn had sort of done it too but it wasn't the same feelings she knew her friend was feeling. She'd ended things with Joe just after graduation and Puck refused to continue dating her once the summer was over because he wanted her to make something of her life.

"We could have something incredible." She whispered one night whilst they lay staring at the stars from the roof of his truck.

"We both said this would be a summer thing." He replied.

"Is this because I won't sleep with you until I'm ready this time."

"What? Quinn, no. Of course not, I'm not the same guy that would dump your ass if I didn't get any. I've grown up since then." He reassured her. "It's just you're going to Yale, you're going to do incredible things." He replied pulling her tighter and kissing the top of her head. She loved being in the security of his arms. She'd missed this.

"Come with me. I'm sure there are pools to be cleaned in New Haven."

"I can't Quinn."

"Can't or won't?"

"Both. I can't go with you and I won't hold you back. This is your one chance to get out of here for good."

"It's your chance too." She begged fighting back the tears.

"I'm set here for life. I've accepted that. I just scraped through high school; I'm not cut out for much else in life." He explained. "If we're still meant to be in four years after college, then we will be. Go Quinn, go and don't look back. Don't wait for me. If you meet someone, go with it."

"Noah." She whined as her voice broke. Puck registered the use of his first name, something anyone rarely called him. "Take me home." She whispered. He only nodded and handed her his jacket as they got back in his truck.

Puck was right. She had one chance to make something of her life. She got to Yale and hadn't looked back. She threw herself into her classes, excelling in all of them. She didn't go to parties, instead she studied. She studied and began to forget what she'd left behind. She just needed her best friend to begin to think the same. That's what she hoped to achieve at the end of this weekend. She knew it would take a lot for Rachel to get over Finn, but she hoped to help to start the healing process. They could heal together.

"Why aren't you asleep?" A timid voice asked from beside her.

"You are a crazy sleeper Rachel Berry, that's why." She replied mockingly.

"What?"

"You fidget like crazy. I'm going to have bruises all over my legs and stomach in the morning."

"I'm so sorry! I didn't realise. I don't think that's ever happened before."

"Were you having a nightmare?"

"I don't think so." Rachel lied. "What time is it?" She asked.

"Three thirty."

"We should go back to sleep."