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I don't own Glee or anything relating to it. If I did then the show would be following a quirky couple with their adorable daughter to New Haven not Rachel Berry to Broadway.
A smile.
A laugh.
And suddenly for one single second life doesn't seem so terrible. It's as if death isn't
lingering over their every move then the phone rings and the reality of the situation
once again sets in. It could be his mother, he rationalized, or Shelby calling to ask once
again if Beth is handling living there without her. It could also be the hospital telling
them to rush down to say their final goodbyes to their precious newborn. He
watched as his gorgeous girlfriend's face fell and reaches for the phone with a heavy
heart. He was going to need to be the strong one now.
"Hello?"
"Were you and Quinn getting freaky? What took you so long to answer the phone? Ew
no don't tell me.. I'm on my way to your house so get Beth ready." He let out the
breath that he had been holding in and mouthed, "It's just Jake". He hated seeing
how relieved that those words made Quinn. It shouldn't be like this. They shouldn't
feel so much agony over something as simple as a phone call. "What?" "You asked me
to take Beth to school today, remember? So you and Quinn could," and there was the
pause. The uncomfortable moment of silence when Puck realizes that nobody quite
knows how to handle their situation. Words fail you when something like this happens.
"Visit the baby?" He helped gently and he can feel the relief in his brother's voice as he
lets out a weak word of agreement.
The brothers shared a quiet goodbye as Quinn prepared their three year old daughter
for preschool. "Daddy! Look!" She came rushing into the kitchen in an outfit that made
his heart-break a little more than it should. It hurt in a good way though to see her in
the tiny replica of none other than Finn Hudson's letterman jacket. It had started out
as a joke between him and Kurt that eventually turned into a reality. Rachel had written
a tiny note along with the gift stating that this is what Finn would have wanted as Beth
was the closest thing to a child that he ever got.
"You look so beautiful! Just like your mother!" He cooed affectionately as he lifted the tiny girl off of the ground and held her close to his body. The warm embrace reminded him that there was still some good in the world. Everything seemed okay again. Perhaps he could convince Quinn not to not spend her whole day sitting at the baby's incubator.
The baby.
It felt so strange to not have a proper name for their second daughter but they simply didn't have the time to think of one. They expected forty possibly forty-two weeks to think of a name not for Quinn to start suffering from severe pregnancy complications leading to their daughter's birth at twenty-eight weeks. "Are you excited to see uncle Jake today? Did your mama tell you that he's taking you to school?" The toddler's excited nods reminded him of a bobble head. She really would have made a lovely Drizzle. She had enough spunk to handle any teasing that the name would bring. He was so lost in his thoughts about Finn that he didn't even hear the phone ring or Quinn let out a heavy sigh. "Noah, we need to go to the hospital right now."
She only called him Noah when it was bad.