Quinn Fabray: My Story

Chapter 66 - Back Home

Author's Note: Hey guys this chapter will incorporate both 'Thanksgiving' and a little bit of 'Swan Song' into the chapter. I hope you enjoy :) 

Heading back home for the holidays was supposed to be a joyous time for me but little did I know exactly what my visit back to Lima would do. It all started on my flight back home. I arrived at Dayton airport feeling somewhat different. My mom of course came to pick me up. "Welcome home Quinnie," she beamed as she hugged me tight "It's so good to have you back." "Thanks mom," I smiled a bit as I got out of the hug. "So, tell me all about Yale," my mom beamed. "Yale is everything I could've dreamed it would be," I said. "I'm sure you've made lots of connections there," my mom grinned. In my mom's code that meant 'Have you found any suitable guys there yet'. "Not really no," I shrugged before adding "I've made a lot of friends though. I enjoyed being a part of the school play and by the time next semester rolls around I think I might have enough credits to go for an internship at the local paper." "Oh Quinnie that's wonderful," my mom smiled as she helped me into her car. I stared out the window hoping this trip back home would give me some answers.

After dropping off my luggage I took a ride to McKinley High School where I walked onto the auditorium stage. It was at that moment that I truly felt I was home. "I'm sitting in a railway station got a ticket for my destination. Oh, oh," I began singing onstage. "On a tour of one-night stands ny suitcase and guitar in hand," Puck's voice rang out as he joined me onstage, taking my hand. "And every stop is neatly planned for a poet and a one-man band," we harmonized. I couldn't help but feel the spark once again the minute I saw him walk out onstage with me. Sure things between us had been distant but being together again just made feel so...alive.

Mike and Santana then entered the auditorium. "This wave," Mike sang. "Wave," Santana sang. "Is stringing us along," Mike and Santana sang. "Along," Santana sang. "Just know you're not alone," Mike and I sang. "Cause I'm gonna make this place your home," Mike sang as I smiled out at them. Mercedes then entered the auditorium. "Everyday's an endless stream of cigarettes and magazines. Oh, oh," Santana sang. "And each town looks the same to me the movies and the factories and every stranger's face I see reminds me that I long to be," Santana and Mercedes harmonized as I couldn't help but beam at them as they were making their way to the stage. "The trouble, it might drag you down," Finn sang as I rushed over to hug him. "If you get lost, you can always be found," Finn sang on lead as we backed him up. "Just know you're not alone," Finn and Santana sang. "Know you're not alone," Mercedes sang. "Cause I'm going to make this place your home," Puck and I harmonized. "Ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah. Ah, ah, ah, ah, ah," we all sang. "Know you're not alone," Mercedes sang. "Where my music's playing," Santana sang. "Ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah," we all sang. "Woah-oh, aah," Santana sang. "I'm gonna make, I'm gonna make make this place our home," Mercedes sang. "Ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah. Ah, ah, ah, ah, ah," we all sang. "Know you're not alone," Mercedes sang. "Ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah," we all sang. "Oh," Mercedes sang as we all stood together onstage, happy to finally be together.

"Home for the holidays, just like we promised," I smiled a bit onstage. "God I - ..." Finn began getting emotional. "Dude, if you start crying, I'm gonna kick your ass," Puck assured Finn who just chuckled a bit as well as the rest of us "Group hug!" Puck exclaimed as we all hugged each other, happy to see one another once again.

"Hey," Puck smiled at me. "Hi," I said looking up. "I haven't talked to you in a while how are you?" Puck asked me. I shrugged "I've been better." I then took a deep breath "What's going on with us?" "What do you mean?" Puck asked me confused. "It feels like you've been avoiding me for the past few weeks. I've called but I all I get is a rushed call where you sound like you'd rather be doing anything else than talking to me," I said honestly. "What? That's not what's going on," Puck said shaking his head. "Then what's going on?" I asked as Puck sighed. "Look, we agreed to have an open relationship right?" he asked as I nodded "Well being in LA, I've gotten to clean pools of so many of the hottest women in America and....." he began. "And you've slept with all them," I said emotionally. "Come on, what would you do if you were me? Hmmmm? I've got celebrities begging to be with me. I'm a new man," he said. "Sounds like the same old Puck to me," I said tearfully as I got up. "Quinn..." he called after me. I ignored him going home in tears.