Hello, everyone :) Just wanted to let you all know that this will be a 3-part fic (though I was intending on it to be a ficlet). Anyway, hope you all enjoy reading this one!

She didn't know what had gotten into him when he called her up at 6 in the morning on a Saturday. The only thing he had told her over the phone was that it was important and that she needed to get to the motel where he was staying in with his family as soon as possible. Though the situation may seem strange to some, Quinn didn't find this strange at all. Sam always called her whenever he needed someone to help him babysit his two siblings, Stevie and Stacy. For once, someone needed her and that made her feel special. A feeling that she never thought she would feel again after her romantic relationship with Sam ended months ago. She was thankful that he considered carrying on a friendship with her despite what she had done to him.

As soon as Quinn reached the doorstep of the small motel room that the Evans' were staying in, she heard noises coming from inside their room. Nothing out of the ordinary, Quinn thought. Stevie and Stacy has a knack for running around the room when they're bored and so this may very well be the reason for all the ruckus. Just then, the doorknob turned as Quinn was about to reach for it and Sam appeared before her with a blank expression on his face. She smiled at him, hoping to cheer up her friend with her smile. "We need to talk," he tells her, point-blank. Her smile slowly fading. Sam was always the cheerful kind and, due to his family's situation, he became more serious – almost as if he had instantly grown from a boy to a man. It didn't fit him well and Quinn had always been bothered by it. However, the expression on his face seemed to be more stressed and lost. At that very moment, she knew something was wrong. Something was severely bothering Sam and he needed someone to talk to.

Sam and Quinn walked away from the confines of the motel and made their way to a heavily forested area nearby. Quinn never liked secluded places since she always felt like something bad was going to happen. But walking along with Sam made her more calm and comfortable somehow. As they reached an old oak tree, Sam turned to look at Quinn and gave a slight but forceful smile. Though the trees were covering the bright blue sky above, the sun shone through the leaves and its light hit Sam perfectly. His face was clear to Quinn and she could not help but let out a smile back at the sight of the man in front of her. However, it was still difficult for Quinn to read what was going through Sam's mind.

"Is something bothering you?" Quinn asked Sam nervously. "Yeah, there is actually," he replied, "I have something to tell you, Q." He took a step closer towards Quinn and held her hands. Her heart began to beat quickly as she felt his warm hands touching hers. She could also feel sweat begin to form on her forehead as her nervousness sunk in.

Sam looked down and closed his eyes momentarily. He took a deep breath in and released a heavy sigh. He couldn't make himself look into her eyes. Those eyes that he had once adored so much the first time they met. Quinn, realizing the burden that sat on Sam, released her right hand from his hold and propped his head up gently with it. She welcomed him with a warm smile. "What's wrong, Sam?" she tried to ask again, hoping for an answer this time around. "Quinn..." Sam started, "I'm moving away."

The beautiful scenery that surrounded them suddenly became black to Quinn. Her stomach was churning, her head was light and her eyes began to form tears around it. "W-why? What's going on? I thought everything was fine." Quinn stammered. "We can't live in a motel for the rest of our lives," he explained to her, "My godfather back in Tennessee told my dad that there's a position that opened up recently and he recommended my dad to his boss. We're leaving tonight. I... I didn't want to tell everyone so I thought -"

"What? You're giving me the job of telling them for you?" she asked him coldly, "You're not putting this on me, Sam Evans."

"Q, please... I'm begging you. I'm not very good with goodbyes." Sam tells her. "And yet here you are saying goodbye to me," she replied. Sam quickly shook his head, tears also beginning to well up inside of him. "I'm not saying goodbye to you," he tells her, "I just wanted to tell you that I was moving because I don't want you to hear the news from anyone else. Quinn... you would be the last person I would ever say goodbye to. I will never say goodbye to you."

Quinn's tears began to pour out rapidly. Sam released his hold on Quinn's other hand and gently wiped the tears off of her face. "I don't want you to leave, Sam," she tells him, "Please stay. S-stay with me. You know that we have a spare room in our house. You can stay there while your parents move back to Tennessee. You can see them every summer and during the breaks if you want." Sam shook his head, tears now falling from his eyes. "I'm afraid I can't do that," Sam said regrettably, "With my parents working, they're going to need me to keep an eye on my brother and sister. Quinn... I'm so sorry."

She stared at him in shock and devastation. He brought up a valid point. With his parents working, it will be his responsibility to look after his younger siblings. However, a part of Quinn selfishly did not want Sam to leave. She needed him in her life more than anyone else. Without any hesitation, and out of her own impulse, she kisses Sam's lips lightly. When her lips parted from his, she began to sob uncontrollably.

"Sam... I love you," she tells him, "I love you so much. I should have told you that right after Finn broke up with me but I told myself not to. I didn't want anyone thinking that I had moved on so fast. I wanted to start from the beginning again with you and take things slow. And now it's too late. I'm so sorry for cheating on you, Sam. I'm so sorry for not loving you back as much as you loved me. But I know exactly who I want to be with now. And that's you, Sam. It's you. It's always been you."

His heart broke for Quinn. He felt her sincerity and saw all of the regrets that lingered inside of her. Sam held her hands once again and covered his face with them. He sobbed softly until he no longer felt tears in his eyes. He then looked up at Quinn and said, "That's all I needed to hear from you, Quinn. I wanted you to be sure of your own feelings. And now I know that you love me. And I want you to know that I love you. And I'll come back for you. I promise."

"Call me everyday," Quinn tells him.

"I will."

"Write to me if you can."

"I will."

"You promise?"

"I do."

As Sam walked Quinn back to her car, he gave her a kiss on the forehead before she left. Though it was hard to watch the love of his life drive away, he told himself that this wasn't the last time he'll ever see her again. Today marked the day that he vowed to return to her and that he will make it so as soon as he could. All he hoped for was that Quinn was strong enough to continue on without him.