She was about to give up her baby... 16 year old Quinn Fabray stood staring into the glass at Beth, her boyfriend Puck standing next to her.
"I didn't think it would be this hard to let her go," she said to him, holding back tears.
"I know... Are you sure you don't want to keep her?" he asked, a sense of hope in his voice.
"I can't" she responded
"Why not? Quinn... We can do this"
"No Puck... Don't you understand, I'm 16 I'm not ready to be a mother I... I can't raise a baby." She said loudly, tears now pouring down her face.
"I'm sorry" Puck said. He didn't want to yell at her, he wanted to make her feel better and let her know that no matter what she decides he will be there for her.
"No… Don't be, it's not your fault I guess." Quinn said drying her tears. "It's just... I can't raise her and I don't think I will be able to see someone else raise her for me... but I want her to know who we are, so when she grows up she won't think her parents abandoned her.
Puck was silent for a few minutes, while Quinn waited with pleading eyes for her boyfriend to say something.
"I think I have an idea..."