As soon as the final bell rang, Quinn burst out of the classroom, nearly taking a poor little freshman girl out in the process. She really wished that she could care at the moment, but when you feel like all of the air is being pressed out of your lungs, very little can distract you from that. She ran down the hallway, pushing through classmates, even a couple Glee members as she just focused on getting the hell out of that school. Quinn didn't bother stopping at her locker, she couldn't for fear of passing out. So she went started straight to the exit of the building.

She knew what a panic attack was like. Over the past five or six years of her life, Quinn had quite a few of them. At first, they were mostly due to her claustrophobia. Then when she was kicked out of her house after her parents found out she was pregnant with Beth, she had another one in Finn's truck as they made their way across town. She had a couple others here and there over cheerleading, or her mother's drinking. There was also the one she had when the entire school found out about Lucy Caboosey. However none really topped the one she had when Shelby Corcoran blew through town.

Until now at least. And once again, it was because of Shelby. She brought Beth to school that day. She didn't know why- especially since the older woman had deemed Quinn unsuitable to be around the baby- but all Quinn could really register was that her baby was in the same building as her. And she couldn't touch her, or talk to her or even really look at her. Puck of course was flaunting her around. He was able to keep contact with Beth even after the whole "Hot for Teacher" debacle. He wasn't the one that tried to sabotage the woman that was raising his baby.

She knew she was wrong. She did. It may have taken her too long to realize it, but she understood why everyone thought she was crazy. But that didn't mean that it didn't hurt. It killed her. Beth was the one thing that Quinn felt she could say she was responsible for, and wouldn't be ashamed of. She could never be ashamed of that perfect baby. But she was ashamed of herself. Which is why the thought of being in the same building of the blonde toddler made her feel like her life was crashing down around her all over again.

It was actually seeing Beth that really honestly triggered the mayhem wreaking through her body at the moment. She caught a glimpse of her daughter during lunch. Shelby had been talking to a co-worker and Beth was just looking at Shelby with this adoring look that Quinn just desperately wanted to be towards herself. She wanted Beth to look at her like she was the most important person in her life. She wanted to show off her baby and tell people about all of her milestones and how she was starting to talk and what they had planned for her second birthday. But she wasn't going to get that.

Quinn held it pretty well though. She focused on her sandwich, tried making conversation with Tina and Brittany. But it wasn't until Quinn glanced up again and saw those perfect little eyes staring back at her. Beth smiled, as if recognizing her even just a little and waved. That little wave broke Quinn's heart into a million little pieces.

This attack was a slow build up. For the remaining time in lunch, she felt like her skin was crawling. She casually started scratching the back of her hand, hoping to relieve that sensation. As the next couple class periods she slowly started working her way up her arm. That was around the time she felt the tightness in her chest, and the burning in her eyes as tears formed. By the time the final class period came around, Quinn felt like someone spiked the thermostat and her shoulders shook as she tried to hold on to the little control she had left. She just had to make it to the final when it did, Quinn couldn't have been more glad to throw herself out of that classroom.

She could see the sunshine through the glass doors as she speed her way down the hall. She just had a few more feet to go and she would be home free. She just needed to hold on a moment longer.

"Hey Quinn!"


Sam heard that Shelby brought the baby to school. He didn't know the whole story about what happened between Shelby and Quinn but he knew enough to know that it was a bit of a low blow on the teacher's part. Even though Shelby was mad at Quinn- she didn't need to flaunt the baby. Puck didn't exactly help with that either.

He kind of kept a close watch on the blonde girl. He happened to walk around the corner when Tina had broken the news to Quinn that Beth was in the school. He'd only seen her face go that white a couple times in the time that he'd known her, and it never lead anywhere good.

He didn't have any classes with Quinn, but they had the same lunch period. They didn't normally sit together- these days he hung out a lot with the Synchronized Swimming team, eating salads and stuff since they were all pretty much on the same diet. He didn't pay attention to his team though. He just kept watching Quinn. Throughout the day he could see her starting to chip away. The stress of just knowing her baby was in the building was killing her, and he knew it. Then Shelby had the swell idea to bring Beth to the cafeteria to chat with a co worker, and it was a bit of a spiral downward after that.

He noticed her staring at the baby- though he could understand why. Not only was that child hers, but Beth looked exactly like her mother. She was perfect just as Quinn had described. Hell, he found it hard himself not to look at the rosy cheeks and this big hazel eyes that matched Quinn's perfectly. His gaze shifted between Quinn and the baby, watching carefully.

When he saw the scratching start, he was immediately worried. He saw her do that once before when they had been dating. She had called him in the middle of the night crying because her mother hadn't gotten home. Judy Fabray had been getting really cozy with bottles of wine lately and it scared the hell out of Quinn when she didn't call or show up on time. He drove over to her, despite the fact that as a minor he wasn't allowed to drive past eleven and he just saw the girl he loved in a massive anxiety attack, scratching at her arms as if it would release all the tension she was feeling.

Though it was only her hands right now, he didn't want to watch her work her way up to that night he held her until the next morning when Judy crawled back into the house. But just as he was going to stand up to check on her, the bell rang and she took off like a bullet.

People would probably ask him why he cared so much, but frankly he didn't think anyone would understand. He never actually stopped loving Quinn Fabray. They ended badly and she cheated on him, but his heart never stopped beating for her. Even when he was with Mercedes. And even now as he tried to win Mercedes back- he was mainly doing it because if he didn't fight for 'Cedes, he would find himself chasing after Quinn and he wasn't sure that was something he could handle. But no matter what, seeing the beautiful blonde starting to crumble made his chest ache and he would do anything to try to ease her anxiety.

That's why, when the final bell rang he shot out of his Algebra class and went searching for her. He hoped that maybe she would have calmed down on her own and that she would be okay, but when he saw a flurry of blonde push past him he knew his hopes were not going to be met. He chased after her, wanting to see if there was anything he could do but she didn't seem to hear him call her over the crowds of people.

"Quinn!" he called out, "Hey, Quinn!"


A.N: So I was intending this to be a one-shot but as I was writing it I could already tell that it was going to turn into at least three chapters.

I basically came up with this because well...thought I like to think that I don't have the same craziness as Quinn we kind of have the same emotional structure. I have panic attacks that sometimes are mild, but other times are a bit crippling. And I tell myself that I just wish someone would just hold me through it and make it go away. That's kind of where I'm going with this.