A/N: This letter accompanies relax_o_vision's wonderful letter suite of letters from Quinn to Beth. If you haven't read relax_o_vision's letter suites already, do yourself a favour and read them. =)
I never cared much about Puck on the show but then this letter just appeared in my head. Feel free to let me know what you think.

Disclaimer: I own nothing.

Quinn,

I think we're making the biggest mistake of our lives.

I told you before that it is your decision and I'll go with it. I still stand by my words but I can't not tell you how I feel any more. She's our flesh and blood Quinn!

I know you don't love me and that's ok. I don't know how I feel about you either. Honestly, yeah, I totally wanted to get you in the sack that night but I had no idea this would be the result of it. I mean, I'm not like Brittany, I know where babies come from but you know what I mean.

I know I don't have much to offer you. I'm a poor guy. My family is pretty messed up and my dad's gone and all that but I'm a pretty good guy. I can work. I would work. Maybe I'll never make the kind of money your family has but I would make sure to provide for you and Beth. Money ain't everything. You know, we could sing her to sleep. I'd get up in the night if she's crying. I could bottle feed her. I don't know how to do these things but I could learn. I'd be a totally awesome dad! I'd even change her diapers.

When I stood there next to you at the hospital and we were watching our beautiful baby girl, well, that was the first time in my life that I felt truly proud of something I'd done. I felt proud of myself for having been a part in creating something so perfect. Looking at her, even just for a moment, I knew I love her. No matter what happens, I will always be her dad. And it fucking breaks my heart to think she won't know that. It breaks me inside that I won't be there for her when she needs me. If kids at school mess with her, I should be there to protect her. When she's wondering who she looks like, I should be there to tell her she has grandma Puckerman's nose and my ears. And she should be able to look at you and see that her beautiful eyes come from you. To think that some clown is going to walk her down the aisle on the day she gets married makes me want to beat him up. It should be me! She's my daughter!

I know some other family will be able to give her things we can't. We're high school kids and all that shit. And sure they'll love her. How could they not? She's perfect. But she was ours first and we are her real parents.

You know what kills me? Thinking that some day in the future I'll go to answer the door and some stranger is standing there saying she's Beth. And I won't even recognise her. And she'll ask me why I gave her up? Why I didn't want to be her dad? Why I didn't fight for her? And I'll have no answers to give her.

Don't worry, I won't say that. I'll tell her we wanted a better future for her than what we could provide but in my heart, I'll know that I have no truthful answers. Or worse, that the truth is her dad is a coward who didn't stand up, didn't fight and let her slip from his fingers. It's gonna take me some time to wrap my head around this.

So I have to ask you again, are you absolutely sure this is the right thing to do? Are you sure Quinn?

That's all I wanted to say.

/Puck