The Daughter of Me

Author: GleekShip

Spoilers: End of Season 1, nix the Finale.

Summary: Instead of Quinn going into labor during Regionals, she goes into labor while having a sleep-over with Kurt and Mercedes. Then, she gives Kurt the gift of life.

Pairings: Kurt/Puck

The Daughter of Me

"Are you coming with us?" Kurt asks Mercedes as he watches Quinn get settled into a wheelchair with the help of the nurse.

"I need to finish calling everyone." Mercedes says. "her parents, ours even. You go ahead."

Kurt pulls Mercedes into a hug. She hugs back tight before letting go.

"Go ahead baby boy. You take care of our girl." She gives Kurt a little shove after an impatient Quinn.

"Thanks 'Cedes. See you in a bit." He gives her one last sigh before rushing to Quinn's side. "Are you okay?"

Quinn reaches out and takes his hand, squeezing the life out. "Been better."

"Are you the father?" The nurse asks as she rushes them down the hall.

"Yes." Quinn answers for him. "He's the father and I want him in there with me."

Kurt just nods. "I guess I'm going in then."

The nurse gives him a small smile. Kurt forces himself to not roll his eyes as Quinn yanks him forward.


"What?" Puck groans as he rolls over in his bed.

He reaches up to rub the sleep out of his eyes. He blinks a few times before looking over to his ringing phone on his nightstand. He groans again before reaching over and placing the phone to his ear.

"Go for Puck." He mumbles into the phone.

"Puck. It's Mercedes." Her voice chirps through the phone.

"Geez Aretha." Puck complains. "You do realize it's way past midnight."

"Shut it Puck." Mercedes snaps into the phone. "Quinn-"

"No." Puck nearly yells. "I am tired of all of you calling me to tell me to back off."

"But-"

"No Aretha. I haven't bugged Quinn in weeks. Now stop bugging me about." Puck says firmly.

"But Quinn's-"

"I don't care Aretha. She's not my problem anymore." Puck snaps.

He almost jumps when he hears Mercedes growl into the phone. "The baby's coming."

Puck's blood freezes. He shuts his eyes as a shiver rips through his body.

The baby . . . she's coming . . . my baby girl . . .

"Aretha . . ." Puck has no idea what to say.

"Just get here Puck. I have to call everyone else now. Just . . . hurry up." Mercedes hangs up and leaves Puck alone in his dark and empty room.

She's coming


"I need to tell you something." Quinn rushes to say as soon as the nurse closes the door so Quinn can get into the hospital gown. "Help me with this."

Kurt quickly nods, her first words lost to him. He holds the gown out in front of her and looks away. She smiles and laughs at his shyness.

Kurt waits for her to touch his arm before turning around. "So how are you feeling?"

Quinn manages a shrug as her and Kurt lower her onto the bed. "Could be worse. Take a seat." She motions towards the bedside chair.

Kurt quickly pulls the chair forward and takes a seat, still letting Quinn hold onto his hand.

Quinn nods to him and settles back in the bed. "Kurt . . . I need-"

"Miss Fabray." The doctor in charge rushes in. "Good. You're all ready. Are you excited?"

"Nervous." Quinn answers before reluctantly pulling her eyes away from a curious Kurt.

"That's perfectly normal. Now we'll start with-"


"Where is she?" Puck demands to know as he rushes up to the main desk in the lobby.

"Puck." Mercedes yells before the nurse can answer.

Puck turns and marches towards the girl who's sitting in the waiting room with a few members of New Directions.

"Where is she?" Puck demands again. "Did they already take her in?"

"Yes." Mercedes answers calmly. "But-"

"Then show me what room." Puck cuts her off. "I need to be here for her."

Puck goes to go down the hallway, determined to find her, but Mercedes grabs his arm and pulls him back. "Cool it White Boy."

"The hell Aretha?" Puck growls.

"No one else is allowed in." Mercedes explains, unaffected by his glare. "Doctor's orders."

"I don't care about what some doctor says." Puck's on the verge of yelling in her face.

"Well they won't let you in." Mercedes refuses to back down. "Trust me, I've tried."

"Then try harder." Puck sneers before moving back a few feet and rubbing a hand through his mohawk. He sighs and the stress becomes more visible on his face. "So she's what . . . alone in there? No one should be alone when they're giving birth."

To my daughter.

"She's not alone." Mercedes tells him softly, her heart breaking at the expression on his face.

"But you said-"

"I said that no one is allowed in." Mercedes says slowly. "But Kurt went in their with her."

"Hummel." Puck's face turns to stone. "Why is he in there? Why him . . . and not me?" His face returns to the pain of being left behind.


Kurt's eyes are wide as he watches the doctor bent over between Quinn's legs. He takes a series of deep breaths as Quinn squeezes the life out of his hand and her lungs.

"Just a few more."

Kurt smiles with relief at the doctors words before he turns to look at Quinn. "You're almost done."

"But it hurts." Quinn pants.

"It's supposed to hurt." Kurt reassures her.

Quinn shakes her head. "My chest. My chest hurts."

"You're fine." Kurt reaches up to run a hand through her sweaty hair. "It's normal."

"One last push Quinn." The doctor says as he gives them a smile before going back to his job.

"You hear that." Kurt says with a smile. "You're almost-"

Kurt's cut off with a loud shriek from Quinn.

"Nurse!" The doctor calls out. "Prepare for surgery."

"The baby?" Kurt's first instinct is to ask.

"I'm sorry son." One of the nurses starts pushing Kurt towards the door. "It appears that Miss Fabray is going to need to go under."

"But-"

"I'm sorry." The nurse pushes him out into the hallway. "You can't be in here for this."

Kurt stares at the door with wide eyes.

What's going on? She can't be dying? Why do they need surgery?

Kurt turns and slowly moves away from the door, going down the hallway.

Mercedes should know.

Kurt looks down at his shaking hands, willing them to stop. They don't. Kurt stops when he finally notices the blood on his hands.

Geez. Quinn held my hands strong enough to bleed.

Kurt lets out a nervous chuckle as he looks up. He realizes that he's reached the lobby. The first thing he sees is Puck running at him.

"Hummel." Puck screeches to a halt in front of him. "What happened?"

Kurt holds his hands up in defense, thinking he's going to get hit. Puck's eyes widen at the blood on Kurt's hands.

"Is that-"

"It's mine." Kurt cuts him off. "Quinn has a tight grip."

Puck nods slowly. "Umm . . . how is she? And . . . and the baby?

Kurt looks up at him as he bites his lip. "I . . . she . . . Quinn had to go into surgery." Kurt can feel a sob in his throat. "They . . . they're operating. She . . . she might d-"

Kurt is engulfed in those arms. He hears the sobbing, but it takes him a moment to realize that it's coming from both of them.


So. I'm not going to pretend to know anything. With Quinn saying that Puck can't be her father, I don't know how it works. That's why this is a story people. There's a lot of fiction in this. Don't use this as a source for information. I know some people were upset, but that's why this story is on a place called FanFiction. emphasis on the fiction.

So what do you think? I know I'm not really clear with the plot, but at this point, anything can happen. So let me know.