No Strings Attached

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About a week after Quinn met Mercedes, the pair went out together to explore. Mercedes promised to show Quinn all of the best restaurants and stores, and the day started with food so Quinn was sold.

The girls were out at 11am and headed home around 3pm because Quinn was tired and Mercedes had something to do.

When they got back to Noah's house, Mercedes parked at the door and headed inside with Quinn.

"Surprise!"

Quinn smiled as she looked at the room of people in front of her. She turned to Mercedes and Noah. "What's all this?"

"Your baby shower." Noah answered, closing the front door behind Mercedes and putting his arm around Quinn.

"I can't believe you guys did all of this." Quinn noted. She looked at Mercedes. "And you knew?"

"Yeah." Mercedes smiled. "We wanted to celebrate."

"And I know usually the guys aren't involved, but everyone wanted to be a part of this and make it special for you." Noah added.

"Thank you." Quinn said, turning to her friends. "All of you. I can't believe you're all here."

"You're not gonna be able to fly in, like, a week." Santana noted. "Which means the Puckerman Palace will be like an airport because I'll be in and out to see you."

"Me, too." Finn nodded.

Quinn grinned as she squeezed Noah's hand and went to greet her friends.

"Quinn, I want you to meet my brother, Kurt." Finn said, putting his arm around the brunette beside him. "And his boyfriend, Blaine. Kurt, Blaine, this is Quinn."

"It's nice to finally meet you." Quinn said. "Finn's told me so much about you."

"It's nice to meet you, too." Kurt said. "I'm a huge fan of your career. Especially your photo shoots, you're beautiful."

"Okay, stop fangirling or she'll call Puck's security." Finn teased.

"No, that's really sweet. Thank you, Kurt." Quinn smiled. "Finn said you work in fashion so I'd love to talk sometime."

"Absolutely." Kurt nodded. "Your baby will be the best dressed for sure."

"Perfect." Quinn nodded back as she turned to Blaine. "And you're an actor, right?"

Blaine nodded. "Actor and singer."

"Blaine's a musician, too." Noah added. "He can play piano and guitar."

"Can everyone here sing and play an instrument?" Quinn asked.

"Pretty much." Finn answered.

"Well, after we get through whatever you guys planned for today, I think I deserve a song from all of you."

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At the end of the night, everyone gathered in the music room upstairs. The baby shower had ended hours ago, but it turned into a Puckerman Palace Party (officially titled by Finn and Santana). Other than Quinn, everyone was drinking and having a good time hanging out.

Quinn was having fun watching her and Noah's friends together, and she was getting to know everyone better.

As promised, Quinn was getting her song. She thought when she requested a song from everyone earlier that it would be one group song. However, everyone insisted on singing solos and duets and group songs. Rachel and Blaine sang a lot until Santana and Brittany finally interjected with a duet.

After their song, Finn was just playing around on the drums while Santana and Brittany danced. Rachel, Kurt, Blaine, and Mercedes all danced, too, though not as well as Santana and Brittany. Everyone was having a good time though.

Noah sat down next to Quinn and looked at her. "I know you're probably tired. I didn't plan on this going this late, but are you at least having fun?"

"I am." Quinn nodded. "This whole day was really fun. Thanks for putting it all together for me."

"Well, you know, Santana's been bugging me about a baby shower for months and then Mercedes asked so I figured we should just make it happen." Noah shrugged.

"Yeah." Quinn said as she kissed Noah's cheek. "Thank you."

"I'm just glad you're happy." Noah replied. "Besides, it's almost your turn to sing."

"I'm not singing." Quinn shook her head.

"Why not? Everyone else is." Noah noted.

"Everyone else is drunk and won't remember this." Quinn said.

"I'm not." Noah pointed out.

"And you haven't gone yet." Quinn stated.

"We could sing together." Noah suggested.

"Sing something for me. Serenade me."

"You got it, babe."