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Puck wiped the sweat from his forehead as he pulled out William McKinley High School parking lot. It was just after six in the evening on a thick August day. He had been conditioning with his team, and in order to keep in shape, Puck often joined in. He loved being the football coach/gym teacher in the school that he had once attended; he would find kids who were once reckless like him and then helped them turn their lives around. It was something he couldn't explain - he just loved kids.

That very night it was Puck's 32nd birthday. He would be returning to an empty apartment - well, if you didn't count his dog, Kipper. Puck never liked the idea of being in a long term relationship. In high school, he was with Lauren for a year, but really, that was it. He liked being with the same girl for a month at the most. Settling down would give him no satisfaction. Puck switched on the radio.

"Well, listeners, right now we're going to the 1970's. Here's KISS with Beth."

Puck felt a lump in his throat. He hadn't heard this song in a really, really long time.

"Beth, I hear you callin'
But I can't come home right now Me and the boys are playin'
And we just can't find the sound Just a few more hours And I'll be right home to you I think I hear them callin'
Oh, Beth what can I do Beth what can I do,"

Puck's heart was breaking all over again. A tear escaped and stained his cheek. He used his fist to wipe it away.

"You say you feel so empty That our house just ain't a home And I'm always somewhere else And you're always there alone."
He bit his lip so hard he began to bleed. Clenching the steering wheel, he made a sharp turn into the emergency lane.

"Just a few more hours And I'll be right home to you I think I hear them callin'
Oh, Beth what can I do Beth what can I do Beth, I know you're lonely And I hope you'll be alright 'Cause me and the boys will be playin',
All night."

Puck turned the radio off and buried his face into his hands, sobbing. He didn't know it was possible to feel so broken. He knew Beth wasn't lonely - Shelby was probably married now and that meant Beth had two loving parents - maybe even a sister or a brother. It was he who was lonely. Every time Puck felt like a relationship was becoming serious, he would think of his - well, only biologically, daughter. He remembered holding her little fingers, and kissing her tiny head. And her eyes. He had never seen so much beauty in his life, and he knew he never would. He never wanted to let go of her, but Quinn didn't want her and he couldn't do it alone. He remembered seeing Shelby and telling her the babies name was Beth. And now Shelby has her. Sighing, he wiped his face and pulled back onto the road. Minutes later, he was at his apartment. He ran up the stairs with his large duffel bag full of workout clothes and basically broke down his door. Once he was in, he threw his bag to the ground and grabbed his laptop. He typed so quickly he thought the keys would fall right off. . He typed in Shelby Corcoran, location Ohio. He hoped that she'd still be in Ohio; it would narrow down his search.

Two possible matches.

Puck's heart pounded so hard he was afraid he was going to collapse.

Lynn Shelby Corcoran, deceased.

Shelby Corcoran - Smith.

He clicked on the second Shelby. She would have found out if she had died, he was still in contact with Rachel. And Rachel seemed to know everything.

Listed was a phone number. That was it. No age. No address. Just a phone number. Puck slowly typed it into his phone and just stared at it. What was he going to do? He put the phone down and massaged his temples. He didn't have a clue.

So I don't know if I should leave it as is, or add more. The next chapter would be done through the eyes of Beth. Let me know what you think - reviews would be fabulous!

Song is Beth, by KISS.

And I guessed that Puck was 17 by the time Beth was born.