Author's Note: So yea, this is a new story I'm creating. I put a summary where the summary is before you click on the story obviously, but I'll write it here too. So, I really hope you enjoy this story! It came to me while I was peeing…I probably didn't have to share that…but uh…yea anyway here's the story!

Summary: What happens with Puck and Quinn from After Season 1 Episode 13-Season 1 Episode 22. When I say after Season 1 Episode 13, I mean I'll be doing it from right the last day of Semester 1 (where they performed My Life Would Suck Without You to Mr. Shuester) and winter break as well, and then, like I said, to episode 22. Woo hoo! :) I'll be going way deeper into Puck and Quinn than the episodes did, but still following the episode plotlines of course.

Disclaimer: I don't own Glee, if I did Season 2 would have been written MUCH differently.

After finishing up their song "My Life Would Suck Without You" by Kelly Clarkson, which the glee club sang to Mr. Shuester since he couldn't make it to Sectionals, everybody were hugging each other and saying their goodbyes before winter break. They were all tired and ready to go home and finish up their first semester of their sophomore year. That day had been a long one, from Finn finding out Quinn was actually pregnant with Puck's baby, to the entire club having to pick new song choices at the last minute during the competition, and finding out the results before passing out, they were all ready to just lie down on their beds and sleep for the entire two weeks of break. The adrenaline of winning had already passed right through all of them, and they were feeling the aftershocks.

"Bye," Quinn smiled and waved as she said so to everybody while she strolled over to Puck's car with him. Finn was still watching her, watching as he wasn't taking her home today. Quinn's parents, well, more like Quinn's father, had repossessed her car when they kicked her out of the house. Since Quinn was living with Finn, normally she would drive home with him every single day, for obvious reasons. But as he watched her step in Puck's rusty pickup truck in her pink dress and sweater, blonde hair bouncing behind her, he couldn't help but miss her. He wasn't about ready to forgive her, but his feelings weren't vanished either. In fact, he could've sworn in a way they might've been stronger. When she was closing the door on herself inside the van, he saw her belly sticking out of the dress a little bit, and felt like he could've cried like a baby right then and there. In front of everybody. That was supposed to be my baby, he thought. My baby mama.

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Quinn stared out the window watching the streets go by as her and Puck sat in the car together in silence. Soon, Puck could swear all he heard was their breathing and the car engine. He couldn't take this constant pain of never-ending awkwardness. They hadn't had a proper conversation since he offered to become a family with her.

"So…Finn's already called his mom. She packed all your stuff up and you're ready to go. We just have to pick up the suitcase on our way home," Puck began, trying to make conversation.

"Your home. On our way to your home," Quinn corrected him. She wasn't ready to call living with Puck her 'home' yet.

Puck's sigh was clearly audible. "Babe, talk to me. Please. I can't take this silence. It feels like death or something."

"Fine. What do you wanna talk about?" Quinn retorted, turning her head to gaze at him.

"You know what," he answered, glancing between her and the road.

Quinn spun her head back to where she could look out the window, watching the wildlife pass by quickly and seeing the street turn into a grey blur. She wasn't really focused on that though, she was more focused on the tears that began leaving her eyes. It was either the pregnancy hormones making her cry, or the fact that she really wanted to take Puck up on his offer, but wasn't sure if she could trust him. Maybe even both combined.

Puck was continuing to glance back and forth and saw that her eyes left him. "Please look at me," he begged.

Quinn rotated her head to look at him slowly, and as soon as he caught sight of her red and watery eyes, he felt pain in his chest. "Please don't cry. I can't take seeing you cry."

"I can't help it! It's my stupid pregnancy," she sniffled.

"I really did mean what I said earlier Quinn. I'm done with these stupid games I've been playing or…or trying to trick myself that there's a reason I can't be with you and only you. And our little girl, of course."

"I wanna believe you-"

"Then believe me. Come on Quinn, gimme a chance."

"I did! Remember? Babysitting? Sexting? Ring a bell?"

"I was stupid back then."

"It was a couple weeks ago!" Quinn protested.

"I know. I was a couple weeks too late to take my chance to be with you. But I won't do it again, I swear."

"Let's face it Puck. There's always gonna be another girl."

"Only one other girl. Our daughter. I promise."

"Puck…I still don't know if I'm keeping her. Terri's not interested anymore after what happened between her and Mr. Shue but…it's still a tough decision-"

"And whatever you decide, I'm ready to stand here with you every step of the way. Just give me one more chance. I won't let you down. I'll be a boyfriend and a father and whatever else you need me to be. I may have done a lot of stupid things so far, but I meant it and I still mean it when I say I really like you. You're not just another girl for me," Puck speeched, truly meaning his words.

"Of course not. I'm your baby mama," Quinn rolled her eyes, stating the obvious.

"Damn right you are."

"But that's the only reason I mean anything to you."

Puck finished off on the highway and pulled over into some abandoned parking lot. He turned off the car and looked at her.

"Before the night we had sex I knew there was something different about you. I couldn't put my finger on it, so I decided to push it away and because I did that, I tricked myself into thinking all you were was a challenge, and if I could get you in my pants then I knew I could get any girl. The night we had sex, when we were makin' out, it was different. The one kiss we had before we made out felt better than every sex I had with every girl. Then I said you weren't just another hook up for me, which was totally true, even though it sounded like a lame pickup line. And, I've liked you a lot ever since. The baby in your belly was just an added bonus."

"Then why wouldn't you try harder to make it work with me?"

"I was being an idiot, and I was still trying to keep my reputation. It's a small town you know. They find out stuff fast."

"So, I wasn't as important as your reputation?" Quinn challenged.

"Like I said, I was being an idiot. Plus, I thought it was scary to like you the way I did. It's like, a weakness or something. I thought it wasn't me, so I thought sexting Santana would change that, even though I was feeling horrible about it the entire time. I figured out it was a mistake the minute you walked away from me and my stupid cell phone messages. Then when we sang True Colors, looking at you, damn that didn't help. I knew I had to do something to make it work after that. Please Quinn."

"Why were you scared?"

"Because I didn't think it was possible to feel what I feel with you," Puck spoke, thankful he's finally able to speak his mind. Quinn stayed quiet while looking at him. Puck couldn't help but keep his eyes off of hers, he thought they were her best faced trait. Big and hazel, anybody could get lost in them. "Do…you like me back?"

"I still have feelings for Finn…" Quinn started as Puck just nodded his head and looked down, kind of expecting that to come. "But it doesn't deny my feelings for you either. Yes, I like you."

Puck grinned in response. "No sex?" Quinn double checked. "Not saying I wouldn't love it…" Puck began, as Quinn slapped his arm. He laughed lightly and nodded. "If you're not ready again, no pressure." Quinn smiled and nodded. "So…does this give me permission to at least…do this?" Puck asked leaning closer to Quinn's face.

About one inch away, Quinn spoke. "Not if it means friends with benefits, because I'm not-" she was interrupted by a pair of lips meeting hers. She lost her train of thought as she kissed back, completely wooed, forgetting they were in an abandoned parking lot. She forgot how amazing of a kisser he was.

Puck pulled away and smiled. "Me too. Girlfriend."

Quinn laughed lightly as she sat back in her seat. She was definitely more comfortable about living with Puck now.

"Puck! I need bacon, NOW!" Quinn yelled, craving her bacon. They were about six days into winter break. Quinn was sleeping in Puck's bed with him, mostly because his mother believed that if they were having a baby together, they should sleep in the same bed. Puck had to remember to thank God for his mother's beliefs. Although they both couldn't deny they've both so far loved spending their time together, Quinn had her baby moods as well that couldn't be changed that easily. Lately, she was craving bacon badly, which was pretty hard since Puck's house had strict kosher rules. He made it work by smuggling some in for her, but he had almost gotten caught a couple times by his mom.

Puck and Quinn had the house to themselves for the day. It was 10 am on December 23rd and Puck's mom was at work and his little sister, Katie, was at a friend's house for the day. "Lucky for you, we have a couple pieces left," Puck acknowledged. Puck was used to her mood swings by now and was pretty cool about putting up with them. He slipped a couple pieces into the microwave, entered in a time, and pressed the 'Start' button. Letting them heat up, he sauntered over to the kitchen table and slipped into one of the chairs.

"How are my favorite girls this morning?" Puck grinned, placing his hand over Quinn's stomach.

"Good," Quinn smiled widely, her mood completely changing, again. "I've been putting serious thought into keeping her lately."

"I hope you do babe. But again, I'm leaving the decision up to you."

Quinn placed her hand over his as it remained in her stomach. "This is kinda nice, you know. I've been really enjoying the break so far. Which reminds me, in a couple days is Christmas, as you know, and I know your family doesn't celebrate it…but maybe we can have a Christmas Eve dinner or something tomorrow night? Just so I can celebrate my holiday too."

"I can talk to my mom about it. But there's no way in hell I'm letting some fat pedo in a red suit jump down our chimney, or break the lock on the front door, or do whatever the hell he does to leave presents and take my cookies."

Quinn just laughed. "I promise your safe." A couple seconds later, she heard the microwave timer go off and immediately looked up at the microwave. "I want my bacon now."

The next day, Puck, Quinn, Mrs. Puckerman, and Katie were all gathered around the family dinner table eating their Christmas Eve dinner.

"Thank you so much again Mrs. Puckerman for celebrating Christmas a little bit with me. I know that it's not really your thing here, so it really means a lot to me," Quinn thanked for the hundredth time as she dug into her kosher meal.

"It's no problem sweetie. You and Noah are having a baby anyway. Maybe I should start getting used to celebrating both because I'm sure you two want to open the baby up to both religions," Mrs. Puckerman explained.

"Um…we're not sure if we're keeping it yet," Quinn replied.

"What? I was sure you would be, considering Noah couldn't stop talking to me about how much he wanted to keep her-"

"Mom, I think your meal's getting cold," Puck interrupted. He didn't want to put pressure on Quinn for her choice, and he knew something like this would do just that. He saw the look on her face as she looked down at her food and continued eating.

"I still don't get it. Mommy, you told me you had to be married to have a baby," Katie innocently piped in. She was only nine years old, therefore hadn't exactly been through the 'sex talk' yet, or learned anything like that from her friends that might've known something.

"I told you sweetie. Noah and Quinn were so in love that it was like they were married, so they got a baby," Mrs. Puckerman said, trying to avoid further talk of the matter.

Puck rolled his eyes. "Mom, this is ridiculous. She's gonna find out someday anyway, why not now?"

"Noah Matthew Puckerman!" Mrs. Puckerman scolded.

"Katie's right. Your lame excuse doesn't make any sense and she wants the truth," Puck called out.

"Fine, then you tell her and see if it's so easy," Mrs. Puckerman challenged.

"Fine," Puck took on as he looked at Katie. "We had sex."

"I didn't mean like that!" Mrs. Puckerman yelled.

"What's sex?" Katie asked.

She's too innocent for a nine year old, Puck thought. "It's when two people get naked and just go at it."

Mrs. Puckerman dropped her knife and fork on her plate and held her head in her hand. "Go at what?" Katie asked again.

"Well Katie, you have what's called a vagina, and I have a di-"

"I think I'll finish this talk with Katie, thank you Noah!" Mrs. Puckerman shouted.

Quinn tried to stifle her laughter as she stuffed the rest of her meal in her mouth.

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After changing into her yellow tank top and boy shorts, Quinn exited the bathroom and walked a couple steps down the hall and into Puck's bedroom. Puck heard the footsteps and looked up from his Super Mario Brothers 3 game. "Damn, I never get over how hot you look in those."

Quinn just laughed lightly and jumped down onto the bed, reaching for her book. "Even though my fat belly sticks out of the shirt?"

Puck paused his game and sat down next to her on the bed. "Don't start babe. You're sexy. Drop dead gorgeous."

Quinn just continued laughing as she opened her book, Something Borrowed, and began to read. "You know…" Puck began, catching her attention as she looked up from her book. "What made Super Mario Brothers 3 so…amazing was the star worlds. None of the other versions had anything like that."

"You don't say?" she chuckled lightly.

"Yea. I think I know why they waited until this game to release it though."

"Puck, every night you have a new insane theory on Super Mario Brothers 3. Give it a rest."

"Sorry," he pouted. She looked back at her book and continued reading as he scooted in next to her and wrapped his arms around her waist.

She just smiled and put her book down. She leaned down with him from the headboard to the pillow and leaned into his chest. "I never knew you wanted the baby so badly," she sighed, recalling what Mrs. Puckerman said at dinner.

"Forget it. This is your decision, not mine," Puck tried to blow off.

"It's our decision. I used to think it was mine…but now that I know how responsible you've become with this, it has to be your decision too."

"I want you to be happy. Whatever you decide."

"I want you to be happy too though," Quinn tried.

"As long as you don't realize you could do better than me and leave or something."

Quinn shook her head. "How could you think like that?" She looked up into his eyes and placed her hand on his cheek. "You're exactly what I want," she promised. Puck grinned and Quinn leaned up and kissed him lightly, Puck eagerly returning the favor.

Pulling away before it became too much too fast, Quinn leaned back into his chest. "I'm really sorry I prevented you guys from seeing your grandparents this winter break."

"It's cool. What's one break gonna hurt? Besides, I'd rather not travel to Michigan with my pregnant wife who has even more of a chance of puking on the plane."

Quinn looked up at him right away. "Did you say wife?"

"Huh? No?" Puck began to panic. Did he say wife?

"You said wife," Quinn smiled even more.

"What? No I didn't Quinn. We're not married."

"I know, but you said wife!"

"Stop saying that!" Puck began to get irritated.

"It just shows me how much you really do wanna be a family Puck," Quinn said.

"Babe, I want whatever you want." Quinn sighed as he continued trying to not admit that he really did want this baby. "Let's get some sleep."

"Ok, fine. I'm getting tired anyway," Quinn yawned out. She got under the covers with him and continued to keep her head on his chest.

Puck's mind was still buzzing and he could hardly believe he said wife. He called her his wife. Damn, he really did want this opportunity with Quinn. Maybe was even desperate to have this opportunity with her. As Puck's eyes drifted shut, he kept one arm wrapped around Quinn's waist and moved the other to around her neck, to make it easier for her head to fit on his chest, he continued thinking about her and the baby. He then thought about winter break, and how fast his time with Quinn was already going. What would happen when they got back to school? Would Finn still be pissed at him? Are they gonna be friends? He doubted it though; Finn seemed too pissed. What would everyone think about him and Quinn? Before he could think anymore, he fell into a peaceful sleep with his family lying right there next to him, wrapped around both his arms.

Author's Note: I hope you all enjoyed! The next chapter will cover winter break ending, and Episode 14, Hell-O. Please please comment and lemme know what you think!