A/N: Okay, so this is the first chapter of my story. Brittany and Puck are my favorite characters in Glee and I wanted to make a story where they interact more, and have more to do with each other! I hope you enjoy!

"Brit?" Quinn stood behind Brittany who was hunched over a toilet in the girl's bathroom at William McKinley high school. This wasn't the first time when she felt nauseous in the morning.

"Go away."

"B? Are you…are you making yourself …throw up?"

Brittany shook her head. "No…that's gross. Now go away."

Quinn stayed put. She wasn't leaving until she had some answers. "Then why are you throwing up?"

Brittany shook her head. "I don't know." Her voice quivered.

Quinn crouched down next to the other blond. "Brit, are you late on your period?"

She nodded. "But just a few days. That doesn't mean anything, right?"

Quinn shut her eyes and exhaled slowly. Now she was getting a little nervous. "Is this the first time you've thrown up in the morning?" Brittany shook her head no. "Listen to me closely, Brittany. Have you had sex in the past month or so?" She shook her head yes. "With who?"

"Puck." Brittany's voice was almost a whisper.

Quinn shut her eyes again. How could he do this, again? Hadn't he learned his lesson? "Brit?"

Brittany looked up. "Yeah?"

"I think you might be…pregnant." Shock and terror ran through the blonde's face. "And if you are pregnant… Puck's the father."

Tears began pouring out of Brittany's eyes. "But Q, I don't want to be pregnant! I don't want to be fat! I don't want to be kicked off the cheerios!"

Quinn sighed and wrapped the other blond in a hug. "I know, hun. After school, we'll buy a pregnancy test."

Brittany looked up at her with her eyes that were so innocent; they could melt anyone's heart. "Ca-can we go…now?"

"Now? If we go now than we'd be skipping world history."

Brittany shrugged her shoulders. "I always skip it anyway. Ms. Stewart yells at me when I fall asleep."

Quinn giggled at the other blond. "If you really want to go now then…alright."

"Thanks Q."

"No problem, hun."

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Brittany walked out of the Walgreens bathroom. "Quinn?"

"Yeah?"

"What does the plus mean?"

"Oh, No." Quinn thought. "Not Brittany." "It means…It means that you're…pregnant."

Brittany's face scrunched up. "Quinn?"

"Yes?"

"I'm pregnant."

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"But Q, I don't wanna tell him." Brittany said as she got out of Quinn's car. "Then he'll be mad. And I don't like it when people are mad at me."

"I know, Brit. Puck might be an idiot and a bit of a jerk, but he deserves to know. It's his child."

Brittany sighed sorrowfully. "I guess. But he can't tell anyone."

"He won't, hun. I'll make sure of it. I promise."

Brittany smiled a small smile. "Thanks Q."

When the two girls walked into the building, they saw Puck in the hallway. "Puck." Quinn pulled him aside. "Me and Brit need to talk to you. Alone."

"I didn't do it, I swear." Puck paused for a moment. "Wait, what didn't I do?"

Quinn rolled her eyes and sighed in exasperation. "Just come with us." They walked into the choir room and Quinn locked the door.

"What is it?" Quinn looked at Brittany who rested her head on Quinn's shoulder and started sobbing. "What?"

"Brit's pregnant. And guess who's the baby's daddy?"

Puck shook his head. "This is NOT happening again." "It's not me. It can't be, right?"

Quinn shook her head. "But it is."

"But-"

"I thought you learned your lesson, Puck. But I guess I was wrong. Because you just ruined another girl's life." Quinn and Brittany began to walk out of the choir room. "Wait!" She stopped. "You'd better not tell anyone!" They continued to walk out.

"Fuck." Puck thought. How could this happen to him again? It wasn't fair. "FUCK!" He kicked a chair. "Fuck my life!" He slouched into a chair and put his head in his hands. All he could do was cry. What was him mom going to say? What was everyone going to say? Sure, he would keep quiet now, but soon that bump was going to be noticeable.

Just then, the door swung open, and puck whipped the tears from his eyes with his arm. "Puck?" Mr. Shuster walked in. "I heard some screaming are you okay?" Puck shook his head. "Are you…crying?" Puck nodded. "What's wrong?"

"Brittany's pregnant."

"Well, what does that have to do with-" He stopped and realized what had happened. "Puck you're the…?"

Puck nodded. "I'm the father."

"Again, Puck?"

"Hey, I didn't know! She said she was on the pill!"

"I'm sorry, Puck. I don't know what to say. If there's anything I can do-"

"No, nothing's gonna make this go away. Just don't tell anyone."

Mr. Shue nodded. "Okay."

"I kinda wanna be alone, now, Mr. Shue."

He nodded. "I understand." He stood up and walked out of the room. The only thing that Puck could do for the rest of the day was sit in the choir room, and cry

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A/N: Sooooooooo what did you think? Did you like it? Love it? Hate it? Constructive criticism is always welcome! Any suggestions? Please review!