It's been a dreary, snowy day in the city that never sleeps. Quinn is exhausted from her amount of school work and the extra stress of her job. Putting the key into the lock of her apartment, she hears a familiar voice singing away and strumming on a guitar. She listens before she goes any further.

I'm out of touch, I'm out of love, I'll pick you up when you're getting down
And out of all these things I've done, I think I love you better now
I'm out of sight, I'm out of mind, I'll do it all for you in time
And out of all these things I've done, I think I love you better now

She smiles softly as the voice sings her favorite Ed Sheeran song. She knows exactly who it is, but she wants him to keep singing. For some reason, his voice sounded more beautiful than she remembered. She was also curious as to how he got into her place. She turns the door knob and slowly opens the door, hoping that she wouldn't stop him from singing. She tried slipping in unnoticed and it somewhat worked. Rachel looked up at her with a smile, as did Sam. It was like reunion for all of them. She stayed by the door until the song was finished.

"Puckerman," she smiled while walking into the living room. Puck looked up at her and he felt his heart skip a beat. His eyes lit up with happiness and he flashed her a genuine smile before setting his guitar aside and standing up. They walked towards each other and held each other tight. It felt like it was something that was totally meant to be and it probably was, but it had gone wrong back in high school, so why would it happen now?

"You don't call, you don't Skype, you don't text." He chuckled while still holding her in his arms, not wanting to let her go. Out of all the girls Puck had welcomed into his life, Quinn was the one that never escaped his mind. He would never admit that to anyone, but he would be lying if he said he didn't think about her quite often and what could've been.

"Oh, like you'd want to actually hear from me?" She slipped a sly smile and loosened herself from his grip.

"I actually would. I thought you died, Quinn. Not cool." She scoffed and made her way towards the couch, ready to ask who let him into her apartment. Yes, she was happy, but why did he come all the way across the U.S. just to see them? She didn't even think he had the money to do so, but at the same time, she was one of the only people that believed he could accomplish anything.

For a second, she had a flashback to the day that Beth was born. She didn't want to have it, but she remembered something special that happened between the two.

"Do you love me?" Quinn asked as they looked through the window at the life they had created.

"Yes… Especially now." He looked embarrassed to admit it, but he looked over at her and smiled, making the girl smile back.

Snapping back into reality, she smiled to herself. To this very day there was something about him that she couldn't let go. Maybe that was just the Noah Puckerman way, but she couldn't help herself. He wasn't the ideal boyfriend, but he was sweet and very charming when he wanted to be. Maybe it was the fact that he was the only one that meant it when he said that he loved her, even if it was a rarity.

"Why are you here, Puck?" She sounded like he didn't want him there, but it was just the fact that she was completely exhausted from the long week that she had. Everyone could tell by looking at the bags under her eyes that she desperately tried to hide.

He raised an eyebrow and sat down in between her and Sam. "I'm moving to New York, baby!" He pumped his fist in the air like it was a major accomplishment. All the while in Los Angeles, he missed his friends. His glee club friends that he had grown fond of even when he tried not to let that happen. He loved them no matter what and he couldn't bond with anyone like that in L.A. so it was a decision he had to make: Dread in L.A. or happiness in N.Y.C.

Quinn squeezed her eyes together and sighed loudly. "Oh, really?" Everyone in the room nodded their head. All of their three mutual friends had huge grins on their faces. They were more excited than Finn actually was. They might of all been Lima Losers, but somehow they all made their way here in the three years after graduation. It was slow, one-by-one that it all managed to happen, but it did and no one was more grateful.

"He's my new roommate," Sam told the girl who had a look of distaste on her face. She was happy, but at the same time she was scared about what could happen between the two of them now that he was going to be living here.

Needless to say, Sam had lost the girl he loved to the girl that she loved. Brittany and Sam just weren't meant to be and he was struggling to let her go. He saw something in Santana that he could never give the blonde girl.

The group of friends reminisced about the past and talked about their current situations and plans for the futures. It seemed like every single one of them always had plans for the future, even if it was way off in the distance. After a while, Finn and Rachel decided that it would be a good idea to flag down a cab and go home. They said their goodbyes and out the door they went. Sam wandered down the seven flights of steps and walked home in the apartment building right next to Quinn's.

The silence had grown thick between the ex's. It wasn't awkward, but it was something that didn't feel right. Suddenly, Puck brushed a piece of hair out of the girls face. They looked at each other with intensity and finally broke into smiles. The boy reached over and pulled her into his chest by her shoulder. She didn't even try to argue with it. He leaned back onto the arm of the couch and smiled.

"I'm guessing you're glad that I'm back?" He winked down at her. Her face had softened.

"Not necessarily." She sighed. She remembered the way that they had left everything back in Lima and it made her feel uncomfortable, but as she lay in his arms, she was content. It was like the old days when she would force him to lie down and hold her.

"You're such a liar, Quinn Fabray. I'm a thousand times hotter than I was in high school and it's pretty damn obvious." She rolled her eyes and hit his chest. She got up and told him that it would be a good idea to leave since it was almost one in the morning and she had school tomorrow. He tried to go in for a kiss goodnight, but she turned away.

"Puck," she warned him, "don't even think about it." He rolled his eyes, thinking that she wanted him as badly as he still wanted her. She turned him around and pointed towards the direction of the door. Once the door was closed behind him, Quinn leaned up against it, trying to figure out what was going through her head. Puck and her would never work out and why would she even be thinking about it this soon? Hell, they just saw each other for the first time in two years and it was only for a few hours.