A/N This came from the idea when my friend was writing a Quick fic (Good Luck Beth- Electrical Storm 1996) (I'd recommend reading it) and I was being an unhelpful douche by giving her ridiculous suggestions, such as the kidnap of Beth by Finn. The idea slowly grew on me. I'm not the biggest Finn fan (it'll show, believe me) so in this he will be OOC and of course, the story will be AU, after Journey. But don't worry; this story will slowly turn into a Quick story.

Warning: Swearing in here. Leave now if that will be a problem :)

Disclaimer: If I owned Glee, Quinn and Puck would be endgame and definitely have kept Beth. Unfortunately, I don't own it. Life's hard.

Prologue- I think you love me

He felt like he couldn't look away. She was peaceful. He wasn't really sure what to expect. Not this "Do you want to keep her?" He broke the silence that had been echoing around the room since he and Quinn had first set eyes on their daughter, after she'd been cleaned up and left to sleep. She's beautiful, Puck thought, but he wasn't exactly sure if this was his paternal instinct coming through- if he even had any paternal instinct. He wasn't sure if he would even be able to part with her, not be around to watch her grow, so, it was with nerves that he asked Quinn this, fearing the answer.

Quinn didn't respond for a few seconds, simply watching the sleeping child. She didn't take her gaze off the baby as she said softly "Did you love me?"

Puck didn't hesitate to reply. He sensed the vulnerability in her voice, and he didn't need to lie. He was a stud, whose only goal was to sleep with all the Cheerios. Never would have he imagined standing here, looking at his baby with Quinn Fabray. Never would have he imagined falling in love with her. "Yes." She bit her lip, apparently in thought while he added "Especially now"

Quinn continued to look at her daughter, their daughter before she turned to him. Gently and slowly, she took his hand and led him over to the plastic chairs in the room, and sat down opposite him. The chairs were hard and not particularly comfy, but he leant back while Quinn struggled to make her thoughts make sense.

"I want to keep her. I want to be a mom to her. I want-"She paused, watching him, but his face was frozen, not portraying any emotion at all. "I want her. I don't want anyone else to raise her. My daughter"

"That's-"He smiled at her, feeling elated, a new turn on the random emotions he'd been feeling. With a lump in his throat, he continued "That's brilliant, Quinn." She didn't reply, just simply looking down at her hands. "Is she going to be called Beth?"

"Yeah. It's a pretty name."

"For a pretty girl." He joked, but she didn't smile. She turned to look at him now, biting her lip so hard it looked like it might start bleeding. Puck continued. "So, do you want me to pick you up from Mercedes house? We could clear out the study for it, I mean, her and we could paint-"

"Oh Puck." Quinn said, blinking at him." You're lovely, you know that?"

Taken aback by this random outburst, he said "I did actually." The question was itching in the back of this throat, "Why?"

"I'm keeping Beth. But I'm moving back in with my mom"

"Your parents kicked you out Quinn. You said so. Your dad would murder you. No, murder me first, and make you watch"

"I don't give a fuck about what my dad thinks. He had an affair." And she broke off suddenly, a cry lodged in her throat. It made Puck feel slightly guilty. He'd hurt Quinn like that, with Santana. The subject is on his mind a lot, that maybe, if he hadn't of done that, he and Quinn would have been together. There'd have been no hesitation about where Beth was going to live. He changed the subject quickly, hoping that this would cause her to forget, if only momentarily.

"But, you're still going to move in with your mom? Even though she abandoned you." His mind wandered to his father, and the years of hurt and resentment Puck and his little sister Julie had suffered through. Would he move back in with him? Of course not.

"She came back, when I needed her. I could say the same for you." She said, and then quickly added, "Sorry. I mean. One of the reasons I want Beth is because, I want her to know her mother. And I want to know mine. Plus, it's convenient. I do plan on continuing my education, you know."

"Right. That's- fine. Just fine."

"It doesn't mean you can't see her. I want her to know her dad, Noah." He didn't really appreciate it when people called it Noah, with the exception of his mom, but it felt right when she said it. Sexy even. "You can see her, help me with her. And, when you get your own place, you can have her every other week"

"Right. Fine. That'll be good." He said, but she didn't miss the look on his face.

"Do you want to see her?" She asked, unusually sharp for her.

"Of course. I do, I was just-" Fuck it. No more beating around the bush "What about you and me?"

"What about you and me?" Quinn replied, almost defensively.

"Don't act dumb Quinn. I- I love you. I think you love me."Her hazel eyes blinked, again giving that look which could make the strongest of men tremble. "Whether you know it or not. I want to be with you."

Again, with the not answering. She got up swiftly, so swiftly that he thought she was going to stomp out the room, but instead, once again, Quinn turned her attention towards the sleeping Beth.

"Can we put her first?" She asked softly, "I don't know Puck. Can we just, pay attention to the baby who is dependent on both of us?"

He walked over to her, and took back his spot. She didn't flinch when he moved a stray hair away from her face. "But- will we?"

"Sometimes things fall into place." She said, managing her first weak smile that he hadn't seen since she first held Beth. "But this years been crazy."

"I wouldn't swap it. And I'll wait."

"Is Noah Puckerman offering to wait for me?" Her tone was mocking, with a teasing smile on her face. "But, Puck, Noah even- You can date other people. I mean, how will you survive if I don't give it up to you?"

"I'll manage." He murmured, and without thinking, he took her hand. It was warm against his, and she didn't jerk it away. Content, they both stood there, looking down at the reason they were there, their beautiful daughter sleeping away.

The silence of maternity ward E was broken by the ping of Puck's cellphone. Realisation hit him. Shit, the results. Somehow all this confusion over Beth had eclipsed it. A quick look at Quinn's astounded but curious face told him that she had done the same. He couldn't open it quick enough, pushing the button impatiently.

We lost. Glee's over. Atmosphere v bad over here how's baby? mike

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