Here it is, the She & Him finale! I'm sorry it took forever to write, I just had the worst writer's block and personal stuff came up. Enjoy! I'll probably be starting my next story sometime this weekend, I haven't quite decided on how I'm going to plot it out, since I've used a lot of possible storylines already.

The sound of Green Day echoed in Finn's ears, as he relaxed on the beach, under the sun. His earphones sat snugly in the inners of his ears, and the sun felt good on his body, tanning his skin lightly.

He yawned a little, and then frowned as a shadow was cast over his face. Finn rolled over, to see Tattoo standing above him. Pulling the earphones out of his ears, Finn pushed his body up, and spoke,

"What's up?"

Tattoo replied, in his signature bored tone, "Zach told me to come and get you, cause we're going to lunch now." Finn nodded, and stood up, dusting himself off, sand falling from his knees. Tattoo began walking away, and Finn followed him, stuffing his iPod into his pocket.

Finn and Tattoo found Puck and Zach sitting at a sandwich shop, which looked surprisingly tasty. They all ordered, and then Tattoo stretched a little, and then said, to the group, "So, you guys are leaving Barbados soon."

Zach raised an eyebrow, and said, "So what?"

Tattoo looked left, then right, and then replied, "Will you guys take me with you? I know you're all in college or something, but if you just let me live in your dorm with you, I can take care of myself during the day. I've never left the Barbados, and America sounds fun."

Finn laughed, and said "You want to come because it sounds fun? I know you're a pretty bad ass kid and everything, but I don't think you'll be able to handle Los Angeles. There's some pretty nasty stuff there."

Tattoo shrugged, but then took a bite of a sandwich ravenously. Puck simply looked pleased with himself, as he drank his soda.

Zach turned to Finn, and said, "So bro, I saw you talking to Quinn last night. Are you gonna hook up or what? I'm tired of seeing you mope."

Finn, with a mock outrage, replied, "I'm not moping. And we're not hooking up; she's made that quite clear lately." Zach took a bite of his food, and then replied, "Whatever dude, your call."

Puck, breaking the silence, spoke, "So, dudes, instead of beach partying tonight, how 'bout we get some dates. There's plenty of hot girls here, and I think that's just the cure Finn needs." Tattoo laughed, and said "Me too?" Puck shook his head, and replied, "Sorry little man, not tonight."

Tattoo shrugged, and said "Whatever. Didn't want to come anyway."

Puck laughed, "So Finn, seriously. Are you in? I can get us dates real fast."

Finn shrugged a little, then said "Sure, whatever. It couldn't hurt." Puck grinned, and said, "There's my buddy." Finn shrugged again.

Tattoo sat fuming. And then, a strange light lit up in his eyes, and he sat up, straighter than before. He looked suddenly very pleased with himself.

Finn thought to question the boy, but then decided against it. The sandwich sitting in front of him looked way too tasty to ignore.

That night, Finn found himself at a restaurant, with Zach and Puck. Puck had followed through, and three girls were meeting them in just a few moments.

Finn scratched his neck a little; he had been forced into wearing a nice shirt and vest, as well as nice pants. Puck and Zach were dressed the same.

Yawning, Zach spoke, "So, Puck, these coming or what? I'm really not in the mood for being stood up."

Puck brushed him off, and replied "They'll be here, don't worry. At least two of those girls want to come home with me tonight, so they're not likely to bail on us."

Zach laughed, "Sure, because your girl instincts have worked out real well for us here." Puck raised his hands in mock defense, but he was interrupted, by a girl's voice.

"Noah!"

Puck turned around, and smiled, as a pretty girl walked over, two others behind her. He smiled, the same smile that had melted so many other girls, and said, "Hey babe."

The girl giggled a little, and then looked to Finn and Zach. She smiled at them brightly, and said, "These are my friends, Jenna, and Stacy."

Finn smiled at Jenna, and said, "Hey, I'm Finn." The girl giggled a little, and took his offered hand. Jenna spoke, "Hi, Finn. Sorry about this, its just, Nicki is kind of desperate to have sex, and your friend Puck seems very willing."

With a laugh, Finn replied, "I was just saying the same thing about Puck. It's no problem, plus, now we can hang out." Jenna smiled.

The group walked over to their table, and ordered drinks swiftly. Puck and Nicki were on the verge of feeling each other up. Zach and his date seemed to be going fine. And Finn found himself to be having a surprisingly good time with Jenna. They clicked, oddly enough. They found comfort in each other's slutty friend.

Drinks arrived, and Finn took a long drink of his, before setting it down, and returning to conversation with Jenna. Her eyes lit up every time she laughed, and Finn thought it was adorable. He told her so promptly.

A waiter rushed past the table, and led a striking boy with a face tattoo past. Finn followed him with his eyes, jokingly for a minute. His eyebrows narrowed suddenly. Not just any boy had a face tattoo like that.

Looking to Jenna, he spoke, quickly, his eyes following Tattoo's path. "Hey, Jenna, I'll be right back, I've got to go to the bathroom." Jenna looked at him, and replied, "Go ahead."

Finn stood up, and walked quickly, towards the booth, where Tattoo was seated. The boy was wearing a suit, miraculously. He frowned at the boy, and said fiercely, "Tattoo, what are you doing here? Tattoo twiddled his thumbs, and said, "Waiting for someone, obviously. Geez Finn, chill out." Finn narrowed his eyebrows, "Who are you waiting for? What's happening?"

"Well, if you were taking me to Los Angeles with you, I could tell you. But since you aren't, I'm not telling." The boy said, smirking at the college student.

Finn slipped into the seat across from him, and replied, "Tattoo, stop playing games. There's too much paperwork to take you to America. And besides, I'm on a date, I can't be here with you. So who are you meeting?"

Tattoo shrugged, and said, "I dunno. I forgot since you came."

Finn frowned, then looked back to where Jenna was sitting. She was giggling, as Puck was hitting on her. She looked perfectly fine on her own, like Finn wasn't even her date.

Suddenly, a hand tapped Finn's shoulder. Finn looked up, to see a handsome man, about his age, standing before him. The man spoke, and said, "Eh, excuse me sir, but I believe you are in my booth, my friend here was keeping for me." Finn looked to Tattoo, confused. The boy smirked at him.

Finn stood up, and said, "Sorry man. That kid's been living with me and a few friends for the past few days, so I wanted to make sure he was okay."

The man smiled, a very handsome smile, and replied, "Do not worry, no problem. Ah, now if you excuse me, my date is here." Finn nodded, and stepped out of the booth, intending on walking towards his own.

He ran his eyes over the young woman who walked past him. It was Quinn, and she looked beautiful. The Barbadian man took her hand, and kissed it, leading her into the booth. She smiled at him. Finn felt ill, but turned around, and headed back to Jenna.

Jenna smiled at him when he returned, and then asked, "How was the bathroom?" Finn, still looking over at Quinn, replied, "Fine."

Tattoo had disappeared again.

Quinn was laughing and smiling, as Tattoo's friend charmed her through the meal.

Finn couldn't bear to look for more than a few moments.

He found it harder and harder to focus on Jenna, who did not notice in the slightest. She just talked on, and on. The beer she had been drinking had loosened her up considerably.

The dinner dragged on. Puck and Zach continually ordered more beer, and more food. He hoped they were paying, because he certainly wasn't going to.

Meanwhile, Quinn seemed to be having an excellent time with Tattoo's friend. She smiled all of the time, laughing at all of his jokes.

Finally, their date seemed to end. Tattoo's friend paid the bill, and they stood up. The man led Quinn outside, and Finn suddenly announced to the table, "I'll be back in a minute".

None quite noticed.

He was intent on following them, when Tattoo stopped him. Finn glared daggers at the boy, and said, "Not now, Tattoo." Tattoo smirked again at him, and then handed him a small velvet box. Finn opened it, to see the engagement ring he had bought a few days ago.

Finn closed the box, and put it into his pocket, and then looked to Tattoo, confused.

The boy spoke, "I saw you buy that. And I read the messages in your phone. Go after her, Finn. Otherwise, my friend is going to spend the night with her."

Confused, and slightly angry, Finn nodded to the boy, and promptly sprinted out of the restaurant.

Tattoo's friend was standing with his arms wrapped around Quinn, leaning in for a kiss.

Finn felt a surge of rage fill him, and he yelled, "Hey!"

The man looked to him, releasing Quinn, confused, and said, "I'm sorry my, friend, but I am a little busy." Quinn shot daggers to him in her eyes.

Finn jogged over, and said, "Screw you, I am not your friend." He punched Tattoo's friend squarely in the nose, knocking the man down to the ground.

Quinn screamed a little, and hit Finn's arm, and yelled at him, "Why did you do that?"

Finn turned to Quinn, took a deep breath, and spoke, "No reason." Quinn began to yell, but Finn simply looked at her, and said, "Shut up Quinn."

He leaned down, and kissed the pretty girl. Quinn shut up.

After a moment, Finn broke the kiss, and reached into his pocket, feeling the velvet box confidently.

He knelt down, on one knee, and pulled the box out of his pocket, and opened it, to Quinn. Quinn gasped.

Taking a deep breath, Finn said, "Quinn Fabray, will you marry me?" She nodded silently. Finn grinned and gently slipped the ring onto her finger. He drew his fiancé into a kiss, and then whispered in her ear,

"I told you I was gonna do it."