Started my daily ficlets to make the hiatus pass, then decided to keep going with a 2nd cycle, and then a 3rd, 4th, etc through 13th cycle. Now cycle 14!


"Someday My Prince Will Come To His Senses"
Quinn, Puck/Quinn

She had faith in Noah Puckerman. She had faith in his heart. It didn't seem like a sound investment, by any means. She had known him, knew who he was and what he was about. She knew all this, and while this meant the… bad boy, the skirt chaser… there was the rest.

There was always something kind of nice about him, this she knew somewhere in the back of her mind all along, and it built up the start of her trust in him, whether she realized it was there or not. It was this innate trust that had let her say yes to him one afternoon, bringing about the conception now growing in her.

It wasn't until a few weeks later that her biggest revelation yet came to unfold. It was all up to him. She'd known it wouldn't be long, whether or not she begged secrecy, before Finn confided in his best friend the thing she'd just told him. She knew he was no fool, and he'd come at her and raise the fact that this was his baby, not Finn's. She didn't know what he'd say, but what he did say…

It wasn't the little jabs, or the messing with her, it was the first thing he'd said once they'd come to a stop, being serious now, and the first thing he'd said, whether she'd been willing to hear or not, the first thing he'd offered… He'd take care of them. From the very first time he had a choice, he'd chosen them. Maybe she wasn't ready, maybe he wasn't ready, but he'd looked past it.

The next few months, he still played the same tune, but she couldn't hear it. There was noise around it… a gaggle of girls he wouldn't ignore. It took her a while to realize what she had to do.

She'd be patient. It seemed mad to even consider it, but she thought… One day he'd have it out of his system… All this running around that kept him from seeing what was right in front of him… the girl who could love him, would love him… did love him… One day, she believed it, he'd see past his wandering… ways, and they could be something real.

Any time she doubted herself, he'd somehow find a way to restore her. He was in there, a light on… The man he could be.

So she waited. She watched him, with Santana, let him be, with Mercedes, all the while with one mighty thought inside her mind… She loved him, and she was fairly certain he did too… She wouldn't ask him, the thought of the answer…

She became frustrated with him, the more time they spent together, after she moved in with him. It was just day after day of the world trying to prove her wrong and she couldn't stop it. Finally she'd been given her out though, and she could believe again.

More time had passed, and then the moment had come… time for their baby to get born… For so long it was as though it'd never come, but when it actually did it all happened so fast. And he was there, and she couldn't bear it… Everything she'd done, he'd done, all to get there, it just washed over with the pains.

Then it was over, and they were standing at the window, looking at their daughter before long. She was exhausted, couldn't bear the pretense anymore, had to know if her patience had been worth a thing at all.

She asked him if he'd loved her. He said… yes… especially now. She looked back to him, and her face couldn't help but relax into a smile.

Was this it? Had he made it over that hill? Maybe… maybe not… If they hadn't, then at least they had made a jump, hand in hand, landed on their feet. Maybe they'd run on together, maybe they'd stumble. But in that moment she knew some things would never change. Yes, she had faith in Noah Puckerman.

THE END


[A/N: This is a one-shot ficlet, story alert won't get you anything! ;)]