"Rachel, do you want me to take these boxes to the garage?" Quinn asks her busy fiancée as the woman sorts through her closet.

"That'd be great. Thank you," Rachel smiles at her.

Quinn carries a few heavy boxes to the garage to get out of the way until moving day, which was less than a week away.

They could hardly believe how fast the rest of the summer went. After returning from New York, everything went by in a blur. And now, they were about to go back. Only this time to stay.

After a tedious process of contacting the corporate office several times in the past couple months, Rachel was able to get approval for a transfer to the store at Times Square. And with Kurt's glowing recommendations, she also secured a promotion to assistant manager. It's not like this has always been her dream career, but at least it was something to do until she figured things out.

And with the amount she was getting from selling the house, they would be set for a little while in New York. Not forever. But at least a little while. And Quinn was set on searching for any kind of decent paying job as soon as they got settled in.

As far as setting a date for their impending nuptials...Quinn had suggested that they wait until they were more secure in their life in New York. Rachel had reluctantly agreed, but also figured that there was no need to rush as they were already committed to each other.

After Quinn settles the last box in the corner of the garage, she decides to pull her phone out of her pocket and check her messages. She sees one from Russell saying that he left the house key under the mat for her and that she was welcome to get any of her stuff that she needed since no one was going to be there that night.

She glances at the time to see that it's already later in the evening, which means that her parents were likely already at work. She sends a quick reply that she was going over now.

Another thing Quinn was glad for was the time she was able to spend with her father before leaving. They went to lunch a few times a week with just the two of them. Russell was completely surprised the night she called him to inform him about the engagement. But he still congratulated her and has been supportive ever since. He even keeps telling Quinn that he still wants to be apart of it, which she's incredibly grateful for.

She still treads carefully when talking about Judy with him. It's been six months, and they still haven't spoken. Russell keeps telling her that she just needs more time. But at this point, Quinn was losing all hope of a reconciliation. And while she knows that she made her choice, it still kills her on the inside.

Setting her thoughts aside, Quinn returns to Rachel in the bedroom and says, "My dad said I could pick up some stuff from my old room. Will you be okay by yourself for a little while?"

Rachel frowns and stops what she's doing. "Are you fine with going by yourself? I know you haven't been back there since..." she trails off.

Quinn nods, "It'll be fine. There's no one home anyways."

"Okay." Rachel stands up and pecks her lips. "I'll probably still be right here when you get back. This closet's a mess," she laughs.

Quinn smiles before leaning in for another kiss. She then grabs an empty box and hurries over to her old house.

The key is under the mat, just like her father promised. And she feels strange as she steps inside for the first time in months. Looking around inside, everything looks the same as it was when she left.

And even stranger, when she gets to her room, she sees that it's been completely untouched since the day she left. She furrows her brow as she observes the room. She had figured that most of her stuff would have been thrown out by now.

Quinn sighs and tosses the box on the bed. She then goes through her old desk to find anything that's worth taking with her. She finds a lot of pictures throughout her high school years. Mainly of her good friends, like Santana and Puck, who was still a little peeved at her for keeping him out of the loop on everything for so long. But at least he was being supportive.

She also packs away pictures of other friends that she misses, which include Brittany, Sam, and Mike. There's also some of her cheerleading squad that she takes as well.

After going through her desk, she opens her closet and starts sorting through her clothes. While in the middle of her task, she never heard someone come into the house.

"Quinn."

"Mom!" she screams as she turns to see her mother standing in the doorway. "You scared me!"

Judy frowns and continues to stare at her daughter.

"Sorry," Quinn says. "I didn't think anyone would be home. Dad said I could come by and get some of my things."

"I know," her mother answers. "I was hoping to catch you before you left." Judy clears her throat and goes to sit down on the bed.

"Oh," is all Quinn can say as she moves closer with her arms folded over her chest.

"When are you moving?" Judy asks.

She doesn't know how much news Russell has been filling her mother with as of late. She's surprised that Judy even wanted to know anything at all. "Monday morning," she answers.

Judy nods before smiling to herself, "You've always been so bright. I just knew you were going to get that scholarship."

"Really? Because I didn't," she laughs humorlessly.

"It's not going to end there. You're going to keep doing amazing things, Quinn."

She purses her lips and says, "Thank you."

They're both silent for a moment. Quinn looks down and shuffles her feet as she really doesn't know what else to say. When she looks back up at Judy, she sees her mother staring intently at the ring on her hand.

She quickly clasps both hands behind her back and says, "Mom, I - "

"Your father already told me." Judy sighs, "At first, I didn't believe it. But I guess I shouldn't be completely surprised."

All Quinn can do is nod. The last thing she wants to do is set her mother off like the last time they spoke.

"Quinn, I know that I became distraught and angry when I found out about everything. But you have to try to understand and see it from my perspective."

"I understand," she nods. "I understand completely. I know how crazy it was. But you have to understand that I didn't mean for any of this to happen. I would never hurt you intentionally."

"I know you wouldn't. And I know that - " Quinn can sense her reluctance in even saying her name. "I know that Rachel wouldn't either. But that doesn't mean it doesn't feel like a slap in the face."

Quinn turns away, not able to look her mother in the eye right now. There's literally nothing she can say to make everything right again.

After another minute of silence, Judy speaks up again, "It's safe to say that things aren't going to be the same in our family ever again. I know I've calmed down, but I'm still not okay with...this. I just don't want you to leave on bad terms, Quinn."

"I don't want to either," Quinn says honestly. "Mom, the last thing I ever wanted to do was have to decide on who I would lose, but she means too much to me. I mean," she holds up her left hand again to prove a point.

Judy stares at it again and sighs, "When is...this supposed to happen?"

Quinn shrugs, "I really don't know. Probably not anytime in the near future."

When all her mother can do is nod, Quinn wants to ask her what she's thinking, but decides against it. Still, she can only imagine.

Judy stands up and hesitantly takes a step towards Quinn. "I know I could have been a better mother to you. Not just this past year, but when you were younger too. We should have been there for you more and - "

"Mom..." Quinn pulls her into a hug just as the tears start falling for both of them.

Judy embraces her for a moment longer before pulling back. "I know that I should have told you this a lot more than I did, but I love you more than anything else. And if you ever have a child of your own, you're going to understand. It's just hard knowing that you don't need me anymore."

"I'm always going to need you. That doesn't change just because I'm grown up now."

Taking a deep breath, Judy nods as she gathers herself. She clears her throat, "I hope that you'll write me and call whenever you can."

"Of course I will," Quinn says. "And maybe you, dad, and I can go out to dinner before I leave? Would tomorrow be okay?"

"I'd like that," Judy smiles. "That'd be nice."

"Good," Quinn nods.

"So, would you like some help?" Judy asks as she walks over to the closet. "Whatever you don't take, we can put in storage."

Quinn smiles, "Thanks."

The spend the next two hours together sorting through Quinn's things. She doesn't dare bringing up Rachel again. She knows it's still really hard for her mother to think about, yet alone talk about. So she decides to save it for another day and enjoy her time with Judy before she leaves.

One thing that Quinn wasn't really going to miss was working at the Lima Bean. And while she's working her last shift there, she feels more relief than anything.

It was only her and another girl working that morning. They had just finished taking care of a very busy rush, and Quinn was ready for her break. Just as she's about to step away from the register, she silently curses when she hears a customer walking in the door, but freezes when she looks up at them.

"Hi," Marley says as she timidly approaches Quinn. "I was wondering if you had a minute to talk?"

Quinn nervously clears her throat and says, "Yeah. Just give me one second."

She informs her coworker that she's going on break, then goes to sit down at the booth that Marley was vacating.

"So, how have you been?" she asks politely with a smile.

"I've been good," Marley answers. "Still going to school. Still working at the bookstore. Same boring life," she chuckles.

"Oh? That's good."

When neither girl says anything else for a couple minutes, the awkward silence gets to Quinn and she begins shifting in her seat. Marley isn't fairing much better.

"I'm guessing you heard that I'm leaving?" the blonde asks to get the ball rolling.

"Yeah. I heard you're going to NYU," Marley smiles.

Quinn nods, "We're leaving in a couple days." She makes sure to put an emphasis on the we.

This doesn't go unnoticed by Marley. "Quinn, I'm here because I wanted to apologize to you."

Quinn frowns, "Apologize? For what?"

Marley sighs, "Where do I even begin? For making a complete fool of myself? For trying to get involved in your relationship?"

"It's literally been months," Quinn says. "I'm not upset about it anymore so you don't have to apologize. We've all moved on by now."

"That doesn't mean I don't owe you one," Marley presses. "If I really cared about you, I should've just left you alone."

Quinn purses her lips and looks down at her hands. She imagines how hard it must have been for the girl. To have such strong feelings for someone and to not have those feelings returned. At least for Quinn, that's something she'll never have to go through again.

Marley continues, "And there's something else I should tell you, if you don't already know."

"Tell me what?" Quinn frowns.

"You're going to hate me for this," the girl says nervously. "But I ran into your mom one day at the hospital. We were talking, and I was just so mad at you and Rachel both."

Quinn's mouth hangs open. "You were the one that told her about us?"

"Not exactly," Marley says quickly. "I told her that I heard you were dating an older woman. But I swear, I regretted it the instant I said it and left. I'm so sorry, Quinn."

She assumes that her mother probably put the pieces together and eventually figured it out. Quinn suddenly feels anger flaring up inside of her, but only for a fleeting moment. While Marley had no right, Judy finding out was inevitable. She just wishes she was more prepared for it. And she probably would be more mad right now had she not somewhat reconnected with her mom over the past couple days.

"Quinn?"

"What's done is done. And at least my mom is talking to me again," is all she says.

"I'm still sorry."

She knows that Marley probably wants to say more, but she doesn't. Quinn knows that there's no point in holding a grudge when she's about to move anyway.

She jumps slightly when she feels Marley lightly touch her hand.

"I didn't know you were engaged."

"Yeah, Rachel asked me back in June," she answers.

Marley nods and retracts her hand. "It's a nice ring," she says.

"Thank you," Quinn smiles.

"I know that I shouldn't say this, but Rachel is really lucky."

Quinn frowns because she always thinks of herself as the lucky one.

"And I hope that you'll be happy together in New York," Marley adds.

"We will be," Quinn says firmly. "And I hope that you'll be happy too. You really deserve it."

Marley nods, "I actually have a date tomorrow. With one of Kitty's friends. I think...Sam Evans? Do you know him?"

Quinn smiles, "Yeah. He's actually a really good guy. I think you'll get along."

"That's good to know," Marley sighs in relief. "I was starting to get nervous."

"Don't be. You're a good person and you're going to make someone really happy one day."

Marley stares back at her with a sad smile. Quinn knows that the girl wanted things to develop romantically between them. But to her, it was never meant to be that way.

"But that doesn't mean you need to find someone right now," she continues. "There's no rush. You have your whole life ahead of you."

"Thank you, Quinn."

She clears her throat, "I should probably get back to work now." She then stands up and begins tying her apron back on. "But it was really good seeing you." After she finishes putting on the apron, she's surprised when Marley pulls her into a quick hug.

"You know, I would say that I hope we can be friends again one day. But obviously, that's never going to happen," Marley says as she stares at her wistfully. "So, I guess this is goodbye. Good luck, Quinn."

"Good luck, Marley," she says softly.

Marley takes hold of her hand and lingers for a moment. She then gives one gentle squeeze before letting go and turning around to leave.

Rachel closes the trunk of the car and turns to Quinn, "I guess that's it. Are you ready?"

"As ready for a ten hour drive as I can be," the blonde chuckles. She looks down the driveway to see Puck and her father climbing out of the moving truck.

"The movers are leaving now. We got everything, right?" Russell asks.

"Looks like it," Quinn nods.

They all turn to see the truck pulling away. When it disappears down the street, Puck is the first to speak. "So, I guess you guys are going now?"

Quinn sighs, "Yeah, if we want to be there before dark."

"I'll be sure to drive before we get to the city," Rachel says. "Drivers are crazy over there."

"Sounds good," Quinn says.

Before she knows it, Puck is squeezing the life out of her and saying, "I'm going to miss you, Q. You need to call me like all the time."

"I will," she laughs.

"And let me crash at your place whenever I go to New York."

"Okay, Puck."

As the two friends keep going, Rachel shifts awkwardly under Russell's gaze. She speaks lowly for only the two of them to hear, "If you're worried about Quinn, I'm going to make sure that she's taken care of."

"That's good to know," he says as he steps closer. "I just want to make sure Quinn is going to want to see Judy and I again after today."

It catches Rachel off guard, but she really shouldn't be surprised. "Of course," she says. "I would never get in the way of that and I would never turn her against you both. You know that, Russell."

He sighs, "I know."

"So please don't worry."

Puck and Quinn are still talking to one another, so he uses the opportunity to say, "You know, Judy is going to come around eventually. She's dealing with it a lot better now than she was before. But she still needs time."

"I understand. And maybe one day I can really get a chance to talk to her about everything."

Russell nods in agreement, but before he can say anything, Puck comes bounding over to spin Rachel in a twirling hug.

"Puck!" the woman laughs.

He turns to his daughter and smiles, "I guess this is it, kiddo."

"Yeah, I guess so," Quinn answers.

"Make sure that you focus on school. Don't start slacking and dropping out," he jokes.

She rolls her eyes with a smile, "I know, dad."

They embrace each other in a hug when he tells her, "I love you, Quinn."

"I love you too." She squeezes him even tighter. "And tell mom that I love her too."

He nods before reluctantly pulling away. He holds back his tears and smiles at both of them, "Be careful driving up there," he says.

"Don't worry," Quinn answers.

When her and Rachel get in the car, she takes a deep breath.

"Are you okay?" Rachel asks.

"Yeah," she says as she starts the car.

Her fiancée reaches over and squeezes her hand. "I'm so happy we're doing this. I love you, baby."Quinn stares back at her and smiles, "I love you too."