This is very AU, cause it's what would have happened if Quinn kept Beth. Quinn dropped out of school to take care of Beth, cutting off her ties with Puck, her mother, and everyone else, and seasons 2 and 3 never happened.

I drove down the icy road, focused on my car and where I was going. It was a cold, icy, snowy day, and I had to focus so the car wouldn't slide and send me and Beth flying.

I looked in the rearview mirror, seeing carefree Beth. I sighed. Her green eyes were big and vivid, and her blond hair flowed down her back. She was watching a move on the portable DVD player.

"How you holding up back there?" I asked.

"Good," Beth said. She was pretty easygoing. "Mama, when are we going to get there? I'm sick of the car, I want to run."

"Sweetie, we'll be there in about five minutes." I was driving Beth to the doctor's office for a checkup. Life was hard. After I had Beth, I stopped contact with everyone. I moved out of Mercedes's home and bought a cheap apartment. I dropped out of high school and homeschooled myself so I could spend all my time with Beth. It was hard, me struggling to keep home, raise Beth, go to college, and work at the supermarket so I could feed Beth, but I somehow managed. Beth was the spitting image of me, a very beautiful girl, and even though she was five and the friendliest child on the planet, she had no friends, since I had to homeschool her, since I didn't have the money to send her to school. I pulled into the parking lot of the doctor's.

I turned off the GPS and the car, gathering my stuff, and then I opened Beth's door, letting her climb out. We walked in the building. I checked in at the counter, and then sat down, filling out some papers while Beth looked through a book in the chair next to me. I was lucky Beth was so easygoing and friendly and the complete opposite of hyperactive, because I wouldn't know what to do.

"Quinn?" I heard a familiar voice. I looked up and gasped.

Finn.

"Oh, Finn, what are you doing here?" I asked, stammering.

"This isn't just a child's doctor place, you know. I had a checkup today too."

"What are you doing in Lima? You should be on Broadway, starring alongside your stunning wife Rachel in the newest hot musical with a darling, well behaved son and a daughter on the way."

He smiled, but I saw a hint of sadness in his eyes. I set the now completed papers on my lap. "May I?" He asked, indicating the chair next to Beth, and I nodded. He sat.

"She... cheated on me with Mike, senior year," he said.

"Oh no!" I gasped.

"Yup." He cleared his throat.

"So where's everyone else?" He looked up.

"They're all out of Lima," he said. "All of them. It's just you and me stuck here." I smiled.

"Is this her?" he asked, looking at Beth. I nodded.

"Hi, Drizzle," he said, smiling toothily.

"Who are you?" she asked, as she buried her face in my chest. "I don't know you. Mama told me not to talk to strangers!"

"Relax, sweetie," I told her, ruffling her hair. "Mama knows him. I used to be friends with him, and we were boyfriend and girlfriend when I was pregnant with you." Beth looked up.

"Do you like chocolate?" he asked.

"I love it," he told her.

"Do you like playing hospitals with my bears and stuffed animals and dolls?"

"It's my favorite thing to do."

"Do you like bubble baths?"

"Yes, they're awesome."

"Do you like Arthur?"

"Yes, it's my favorite TV show!" Beth smiled.

"You're nice!" she told him, hugging him.

"She likes people who like the same things she does," I explained to him. He nodded, patting her head.

"You look just like your mother," he told her, winking at me. "Not that that's a bad thing." I blushed, and realized something startling. I wasn't over Finn. "Hey, I need to go, but maybe if we exchange numbers we can get together tonight?" Finn asked me. I nodded, taking out my cell phone. Just as Finn and I had tapped each other's numbers into our respective cell phone and then agreed for Finn to come over tonight for dinner and to play Rock Band on the Wii (yes, me and Beth loved it and no, I didn't buy it, my boss gave it to me last year for Christmas, and the GPS for my birthday,) the nurse came out and called Beth's name.

I was in the kitchen, that night, making dinner. The lasagna was baking in the oven, and I was tearing up lettuce and chopping up vegetables for a salad. Beth ran into the kitchen. "Mommy, is Uncle Finn coming for dinner tonight?" she asked.

"Yes," I told her.

"Mommy, that's good, I like him," she told me. "But why does he call me Drizzle?"

"Well, you see," I told her. "When Mommy was pregnant with you and me and Uncle Finn were dating, he wanted to name you Drizzle."

"Oh," Beth said, before she ran back to the living room.

Half an hour later, Finn was seated on the kitchen table, and we were saying Grace. Once it was finished, Finn took a forkful of lasagna. "It's good, Quinn," he told me. I smiled, butterflies flying around my stomach.

"Thanks," I told him, taking a bite of salad. "I try."

"Mommy, I want garlic bread!" Beth said. I took a piece out of the basket, and then handed it to Beth. She smiled, taking a chunk out of it. Dinner was fun, me and Finn talking. I found out he had a house about ten minutes from the apartment, and he was going to college to be the new football coach at Mckinely, and to be co-leader of Glee Club with Mr. Schue. After we had eaten the brownies that Beth had helped me bake and I had done the dishes, we started up the Wii.

"Wanna play Rock Band?" I asked Beth. She began jumping up and down excitedly.

"Rock Band, Rock Band!" she shouted. I turned to Finn.

"Sure," he said, smiling. It was decided that I would sing, Finn would do drums, and Beth would do backup vocals.

At first, I tried to convince her to do the bass. "No, Mommy!" Beth said, crossing her arms and turning away. "I want to sing."

"But Mommy's singing."

"No, BETH'S SINGING!" Usually Beth was really easygoing and had a good temper, but it was almost impossible to calm her down when she lost it. I suddenly had an idea.

"Why don't you do backup vocals?" I asked her as I got another microphone out and handed it to her, but I didn't plug it in. "You can stay in the back, humming and swaying while Mommy does the lead vocals."

A wide smile spread across Beth's face. "Okay!" she said happily, and took her microphone.

The played Rock Band until their throats hurt and Finn's arms hurt. "Mommy, I'm tired," Beth told Quinn.

"Alright," Quinn said. Beth said goodnight to Finn, and then Quinn gave her a bath and put her in her pajamas. Quinn made sure her stuffed animals were just the right way, since Beth wouldn't have it any other way, and read her a story, before she turned the light out and slipped back downstairs.

Her and Finn talked until two o'clock in the morning. Finally, Finn said, "Wait, what time is it?" Quinn looked at the clock.

"It's two!"

"Oh shit, I gotta go! I have work tomorrow!"

"And I've gotta go to bed, Beth's gonna be waking me up in a few hours!"

"It was nice seeing you, Quinn," Finn told me. "I'll see you later." He moved forward, and I thought all he was going to do was give me a hug, but he kissed me. I gasped, but I enjoyed it.

Me and Beth saw Finn a lot. He kissed me a lot, and he eventually asked me out, and I accepted. He was my everything, and he was my emergency contact at the hospital, so if me or Beth was ever checked into the hospital, he would be notified immediately. Christmas came and passed. The three of us spent it together, and Beth was especially happy with all the stuff Finn bought her. Just like all me and Beth had was Finn, all Finn had was us, since his mother had died of breast cancer a couple years ago, and Burt and Kurt moved to New York City. I felt bad about Carole, since she had taken me in when I was pregnant and no one else wanted me, and I would never forget that.

I was driving in early February to the supermarket, Beth in the car, to go buy groceries. However, a car swerved into the wrong lane... which was my lane. It appeared he was drunk, not watching where he was going. It was like I was watching it in slow motion. The car hit my car, and the impact was on the right side... Beth's side. The glass of the windows shattered, scraping my skin and causing me to bleed, and the cold wind whipper my face. Then, I felt hot, very hot... I looked. Flames were licking my body, creating huge ugly burns that I would carry for the rest of my life. I heard Beth crying.

"Beth..." I called, but then I passed out.