A Smooth Criminal (Glee)

Meeting The Puckermans

Blaine and Sam decided to take the bus this time, they were not up to walking all the way to Westerville, where Noah Puckerman lived with his wife Quinn Fabray.

"Sam, show me the files again. Mr.Hudson was right, we don't know anything about those people."

Sam only nodded and handed Blaine the case file.

"Okay so... oh, that's interesting."

"What?"

"He was in juvie when he was younger."

"And? People can change, doesn't mean that he has to be a murderer."

"Of course not but it is interesting know that he is not a white sheep."

"He's not a sheep at all, he's a human."

Blaine just laughed quietly and shook his head.

"It doesn't matter anyway, he was in prison for stealing his mother's car and driving through a glass window, not for hurting someone. Let's just not bring it up."

"Got it."

"Okay. He does have a daughter but she was adopted by Shelby Corcoran when she was born. I don't think she's of any interest for us. He doesn't have any other children. His wife, Quinn Fabray, works as a real estate agent."

"Quinn Fabray?"

"Yes, do you know her?" Blaine was surprised by Sam's reaction and Sam did know a lot of people, a lot more than he did.

"Funny. I actually do. I dated her in High School. For like 3 months, but I dated her."

"Of course you did. Why did I even ask? Let's not bring that up either, okay?"

Sam nodded.

"Did you go to the same school?"

"No, I never went to McKinley. I was homeschooled. I only went to High School for one year. Carmel High was awful though."

"Really? I wish I was homeschooled."

"Wow, High School really sucked for you, didn't it?"

Blaine was quiet for a little while, then he took a deep breath.

"Yes, it was."

Sam put his arm around Blaines shoulder.

"I'm sorry dude. You have me now though. You're my best friend. I am not leaving you."

"Thank you Sam. I appreciate it."

Sam just smiled and neither of them said anything anymore for the rest of the bus ride.

When they got off the bus, they had to walk for about 10 more minutes to get to the Puckerman house. It wasn't late but it was winter so the sun was already down. In the moonshine, the Puckerman house looked kind of scary and for a moment, Blaine wondered if he should've become a singer instead.

Sam didn't seem as scared, he didn't think about what could happen to them, he was just excited. The doorbell sounded almost like a church bell.

"I lived in Westerville when I was younger and this must be the scariest house in town."

Sam giggled a little bit when a young woman opened the front door. She looked nice but her face froze when her eyes met Sam.

"Sam?"

"Hey Quinn. What's up?"