Happiest Place on Earth

Oh Lucy Q, I Love You

Quinn found herself driving around anaheim for quite some time. She had no destination in mind. She just took the wheel and aimlessly drove until she had no idea where she was. Then she parked in the nearest empty lot. She had 3 missed calls from Rachel, 2 from Santana, and 1 from Kurt.

Quinn pulled out her phone, having missed her bi-weekly call with Judy this week she thought it was the perfect time to seek comfort from her mother. It was midnight back in Lima, but she knew her mom would answer.

"Quinn?" Her mom answered in a sleepy voice "Is everything alright? Is it Beth?"

"Everything is fine mom. Beth is great" Quinn assured her mother calmly. "I just- I missed your call" Preparing for Rachel's dinner "and I don't know- I wanted to talk."

"Honey, it's midnight." Her mother yawned into the phone.

"You're right. I shouldn't have called. Go back to sleep mom" Quinn was about to hang up the phone when her mother stopped her.

"No, it's fine. I'm just worried" Her mother told her honestly. She could hear her mother rustling around on the other end. Probably getting out of bed.

"I've just been thinking about Uncle Jack lately."

Staff Sergeant Jack Monroe was a highly decorated special forces soldier in the Army. He had received a Purple Heart his first tour. A Bronze Star his third, for stopping a suicide bomber from attacking his camp. And a Congressional Medal of Honor was presented to Judy (Jack leaving behind no children or loved ones. His parent's had died in a car crash 6 years after enlisting) on the day of his funeral. Along with a folded flag of the country he lost his life fighting for.

To Lucy, he was her hero. Jack always had a soft spot for his little Lucy Q. He hated the way Russell treated his youngest daughter for not having the 'Fabray look'. As soon as Lucy was old enough to write a coherent letter she and her uncle would exchange them as often as possible. And when two uniformed men knocked on her door asking to speak to Judy Fabray, part of Lucy Q was lost forever.

Quinn's Uncle's funeral still haunted her nightmares from time to time. She remembered it vividly. The echoed silence of role call broke her to pieces. Role call was a tradition where they would call out the names of soldiers and they would report their attendance. When the time came to call out for Jack Monroe, a spine tingling, heart breaking silence ensued. Three times they called out for Jack Monroe. Each time it was met with silence.

Then the uniformed soldiers lined up with their rifles and fired into the air. Another tradition representing the final sound the soldier heard before he passed.

Mitchell Sanders, Jack's best friend in his unit, had escorted his body back to the states. When the funeral was over, he stood directly in front of Lucy and saluted the 12 year old. He said that he would like to shake the hand of the beloved niece of the bravest man he ever knew. He then presented her with a letter.

Lucy Q

Just in case

In the letter Jack opened himself up completely to Quinn. Expressing that if he was dead, he wanted his little partner in crime to know him for exactly who he was. And it was the first and last time Jack wrote the words I'm Gay.

Quinn took this as a huge honor to be trusted with this kind of information. He came out to one person. And that was his niece. It's a secret Quinn still hasn't told a soul.

He went on to talk about how when he enlisted he'd never thought he would fall in love with his job. It started out as a sort of a cover, because like Quinn, he was raised in a conservative Christian household. With the 'don't ask, don't tell' in effect it seemed like the perfect cover. When he reenlisted it wasn't only for himself, but also for his brothers in uniform.