I don't own Glee, I just love it a lot!

A/N: This was not supposed to be a Quick story, but Puck will not go away, lol!

Puck couldn't believe it when he drove home and saw Quinn Fabray in front of his apartment building. When he watched her pay a moving truck, and realized she was actually moving in, his heart leaped out of his chest. Be cool. He thought, as he made the snap decision to invite her over for dinner. He was stunned when she actually accepted. And he had rushed home to clean up and make sure everything was perfect, all the while hoping she wouldn't back out on him. Three months later, he's still kind of in shock, that he's sitting in her apartment, watching some movie he can't even concentrate on, because the smell of her hair is driving him crazy. It's the same coconut smell she's always worn. It's scarred him for life, he hasn't been able to smell suntan lotion without getting a hard on since high school. Not that that is always a bad thing, he thinks with a laugh.

Puck is aware that his relationship with Quinn is odd. There's a lot of stuff in their past and right now, they are just kind of ignoring it. He figures they'll get to it someday and he's finally ready to really talk about it. He's just waiting for her. He's changed a lot since high school. He thinks it started with Beth's birth. He was really messed up after that, going to juvie and in general screwing up. He hated watching Quinn with Sam. He decided he had to clean up his act. He'd lost too much important stuff by being a loser. He'd thought he was in heaven when she finally started dating him for real, but then he realized she'd changed too. She wasn't open, laughing Quinn anymore. There was this wall up and her smile never reached her eyes. He wanted to help her, but he was 17 and he didn't have a clue what to do. He just took what she was willing to give him and tried to give her whatever she would take from him. He isn't proud of how he handled a lot of stuff back then. He wishes he had fought harder for her. It hurt when she wouldn't let him help with her mom. And when she broke up with him and didn't come back to school, he was crushed. But he couldn't let her see it.

He graduated with a business degree and he knew he wanted to work with his hands. He worked with a few landscapers in Columbus before coming home to Lima to start a business of his own. He was thrilled when he saw Quinn at the loan officer's desk at the bank, but it only took a few minutes of talking to her to know something was wrong. She looked tired and fragile, and she talked to him about his loan and business plan, but she didn't really see him. He'd tried to ask her out then, but she didn't even seem to notice. He'd see her around town some and he knew she wasn't dating anyone. He knew about school and her Mom. But there wasn't anything he could do to help her. When he heard her mom had died, he'd sent flowers. He got a thank you note from her sister in the mail. He knew that Finn and Rachel and Tina and Mike were getting married this year, and he'd been plotting to see her at one of the weddings. He took it as a sign from God when he saw her standing practically in his front yard.

She still looked fragile, broken almost. That first night she'd come over, he was so afraid of doing something wrong and never seeing her again. When she'd hugged him back that first night, he was never so glad for the dark. He had tears in his eyes, he'd missed her so much. And that was not cool. He was working really hard at going slowly with her. Helping her clean up dinner and picking movies he'd never watch in a million years on his own. But he was making progress, and the first night she let him hold her during the movie was a major victory. Although, given his current uncomfortable state, he wasn't exactly sure which one was the victorious one. He gently rubs her back and wonders where they are going from here. He doesn't know how much longer he can take this limbo without breaking and scaring her off. His reverie is cut off by the sound of a crying baby on t.v. and without even thinking he says, "Do you ever think about her?"

Quinn thinks about playing dumb, he can feel her tense up, but then she relaxes and says, "Sometimes."

"Me too." He says softly, and he waited to see if she'll say more.

After a long time, she says, "It was the right decision, you know. It was so bad after, with" she pauses and he feels her breathe in, "with all the stuff with my mom. And I can't imagine having a baby in the mix too."

And he nods. She's right. "Sometimes, I think about where she might be now. If she's starting school or taking ballet. I wonder if she plays soccer or if she's lost a tooth. I cried every night that summer. I would never admit it then. I'm glad I did though. It doesn't hurt so much when I think about her now." He says all of that very quietly. He can feel her crying into his shirt. He takes a deep breath. This is the most they have ever talked about her. "I think you made the right decision too."

She sits up and looked him in the eyes. "Thank you. I needed to hear that." He thinks she has never looked more beautiful. And then she leans in and gently kisses him on the lips. His arm goes tight around her waist and he threads his other hand through her hair, kissing her for all he's worth. He's trying to pour every bit of longing from the last 6 years into one kiss. When he finally pulls back they are both dazed and he's happy to see that some emotion has finally made it into her eyes.

"I think you better go know." She says breathlessly, and he knows it's because she's scared and doesn't take it to heart. He kisses her once more at the door and tells her good night. He feels really good about where things will go from here and whistles the whole way home.