Again, you all have blown me away with the reviews! I am more appreciative then any of you know, and I'm so thrilled your loving this story! I promise that I'll be updating my other Quick stories tomorrow, but for now here's the next chapter of this one! It is longer but there was a lot I wanted to get in, so let me know what you think and I hope you continue to enjoy! Thanks again!


Quinn awkwardly adjusted the top of her dress as she looked into her rearview mirror. She couldn't believe she had let Kurt talk her into wearing it, feeling completely out of her comfort zone in the strapless blue summer dress. It wasn't that it was too short or something, but with her soft blonde hair pulled up in a bun Quinn was showing off more shoulder and back than she liked. She searched around the backseat of her car quickly, hoping for a light sweater or something but finding nothing. Kurt had insisted Puck would go nuts over her bare skin, saying, "Its all about the clavicles." Quinn still didn't understand what the hell he had been babbling about, but she figured he wouldn't make a fool out of her so she opened her door and got out.

Quinn made her way towards the park, smiling as she passed kids running around and giggling. She was trying to figure out which little girl was hers when she felt something collide with her legs, almost toppling over as she looked down to see what had crashed into her.

"Mommy!"

"Bethany!" She bent down as her daughter unwrapped her arms from her legs, picking the little girl up while she laughed excitedly.

"You look very pretty today mama!" she exclaimed as she played with Quinn's necklace, "I like your dress, its very Cinderella-y."

"Well thank you sweetheart, I like your dress too." The small girl smiled as she hugged her mother tightly, filling her in on all the things she had done that weekend.

"…and then we played go fish, and I won obviously, and then we played Mario brothers, and then we ate chicken nuggets, and then we watched The Little Mermaid…" Quinn could only laugh as her daughter rambled on, having missed her terribly over the weekend.

"Well it sounds like you had a blast," Quinn said as she put her in the swing, pulling her back gently as Beth wiggled out of her flip flops.

"I did! Did you have fun mama? Did you miss me?"

"I missed you this much," Quinn said as she stretched her arms out wide, Beth's eyes bulging at how far they went.

"That's a whole lot mama! But don't worry, I missed you that much too." She began pushing her little girl lightly as she continued to talk about her weekend, Quinn scanning the park every once in awhile to see if she could spot Puck. She had gotten so caught up in one of Beth's stories that Quinn didn't see the tall figure approach from behind her, nearly jumping out of her skin when two hands wrapped around her waist.

"Jesus Christ!" she screamed, turning around quickly to see Puck laughing, "You scared the crap outta me!" She began playfully smacking his chest as he tried to fight her off, grabbing her hands in defense and pulling her close.

"Ok, ok! I'm sorry!" he chuckled against her forehead as he pulled her into a hug, Quinn more than willing to forgive him as he wrapped his arms around her, "I just had to, couldn't resist." Quinn closed her eyes as she rested against his chest, Puck's warm hands on her bare back making her shiver.

"I guess I can forgive you," she mumbled into his t-shirt, "but you're totally buying me ice cream later."

"Deal," he laughed as he pulled away, Quinn reluctantly letting go as Beth walked towards them.

"Daddy why'd you make mama scream?" She saw Puck raise an eyebrow and smirk as a look of cockiness spread across his face, Quinn knowing exactly where his mind had wondered to as she smacked him once more.

"Because daddy's-"

"-silly," Quinn finished, shaking her head side to side as he shrugged.

"If that's what you wanna call it," he winked. Quinn rolled her eyes as Beth grabbed the hem of her dress, tugging on it lightly while pointing to it.

"Daddy doesn't mama look pretty today?" she asked happily, Puck nodding as he took Quinn in.

"She sure does, absolutely beautiful," he smiled sweetly, Quinn noticing his eyes lingering on her frame a little longer than usual. She nodded in response as he finally broke his stare, Quinn accepting his comment as an apology.

"Well thank you, I try." The two continued to talk as Beth ran in between them, giggling and laughing as they caught up on their weekends.

"Well what'd you end up doing," he asked while swinging Beth back and forth, "Get in all that one on one time with your bed?"

"I did, thank you, and it was wonderful," Quinn said politely, leaving out the small details of how it was the only thing she had done all weekend. Well, besides downing that carton of ice-cream with Kurt.

"Well good, you deserve a break every once in awhile," he said as Beth ran off towards the slide, "You work too much anyways."

"Well its nice to be needed," Quinn said as she brushed a loose strand of hair back, "I mean with Beth going through her little independent stage I barely do anything anymore."

"You know you're needed," Puck said as he stared her down, "That little girl will always need you. I mean hell, I need you." Quinn watched as Puck stopped talking suddenly, obviously not meaning to have let the last part of his sentence slip out.

"I mean, you know," he said as he stared at the ground, kicking a rock as he avoided her eyes. Quinn went to speak when her phone suddenly rang, the noise jolting her back to reality.

"Hello?" she answered as Puck watched intently.

"Hey Quinn, its Jacob. Listen I hate to bother you on your weekend, but I didn't know if there was any way you'd be able to help me today. I have to leave at around six, but my shift doesn't end till eight. Is there any way you can cover for me? I swear I'll pay you back!"

"Yeah, its not a problem," she answered sweetly while trying to hide the sadness in her voice, "I'll be there in an hour or so." She clicked the off button and looked up to see Puck furrowing his brow, curious as to who was on the other end of her phone.

"You leaving or something?" he asked gruffly.

"Jacob, I offered to help him today with his shift," she answered while waving her cell back and forth, "He didn't know if he'd need me but I guess he does." Quinn couldn't help but enjoy the disappointment that spread across Puck's face, feeling bad that he was upset but glad he would miss her.

"Well can't he find someone else," he snapped back, Quinn glaring at him as he shrugged.

"I offered to help, I'm not backing out now," she smiled, "Besides he's my friend and I'll help him when I can."

"Yeah, I'm sure that's how he sees you too," Puck muttered, Quinn scoffing a little at his accusation.

"I'm gonna ignore that," she said while Puck mocked her, "But are you ok with keeping Beth a little longer?"

"Yeah, yeah, go work with Jacob," he mumbled while shrugging her off, "Me and Beth will be fine." Quinn thanked him as she turned to find Beth, the little girl spinning dizzily as she climbed off the merry-go-round.

"Alright sweetheart, mama's gotta go back to work, are you ok with going back to daddy's for a few more hours?"

"Sure mama, you gonna go save all the sick people?" she asked curiously.

"I'm gonna try my best," Quinn answered as she pecked her cheek, "I love you sweetie, I'll see you tonight ok?" Beth waved as Puck walked Quinn to her car, his arms across his chest as he pouted.

"You sure you're ok?" Quinn asked as she watched him in amusement.

"Fine," he murmured as he opened her door for her. Quinn climbed in and shut her door, rolling down her window as Puck leaned down.

"Try not to miss me too much ok?" she said cutely while pushing his cheeks together playfully. Puck swatted her away while flicking her bun, Quinn cranking her car to get away.

"Have fun with your werewolf!" she heard him call as she pulled away.

"Have fun with yours!" she shouted back as she drove off laughing.


Quinn climbed the stairs slowly as she made her way to Puck's apartment, each step she took making her more and more tired. She had worked two hours past what she agreed to, the staff short by three that night with no other nurses available. Her back ached and her feet were throbbing, Quinn leaning against his doorframe as she lazily knocked.

"Coming!" she heard from within the apartment, too exhausted to even attempt to fix the wad of tangles her hair had become.

"Hey," Puck smiled as he opened the door, Quinn putting on her own grin as she waved, "How was work?"

"Grueling," she groaned as she walked in, chunking her keys on the counter while heading for his couch, "If I never see another open wound again, I'll be alright." Puck grimaced as he followed her into the living room, rubbing her back as she fell onto his sofa.

"Sounds fantastic," he muttered sarcastically, plopping down beside her as she rested her feet on his coffee table.

"You've no idea," she mumbled as she closed her eyes, "How about Beth? Did she have fun?"

"Yep, passed out in her bed about an hour ago. And speaking of," Puck said as she felt him shift beside her, "While you were unclogging arteries and restarting hearts, Bethany and I were doing this." Quinn opened her eyes to see a bright pink poster board, covered in pictures and adorned with glitter and sequins.

"Oh my God," Quinn smiled as she sat up, taking the project out of his hands as she looked it over.

"This is absolutely adorable!" she squealed as she ran her hands over the pictures, smiling at the different images and memories. Puck and Beth had placed the photographs side by side with an explanation of what was happening under each. There was a picture of Beth at the hospital, her small body bundled in pink as she lay in her basinet. The next was of her and Puck in a bathtub, his swim trunks soaked as their first attempt at giving Beth a bath had failed miserably. Pictures of her smiling with Quinn and napping with Puck followed, each capturing little Beth during milestones in her life.

"Oh Finn would die if he knew you kept this!" Quinn giggled while pointing at one photograph, Puck looking over and joining her as they laughed. The picture was of a four year old Beth, dressed in her Sleeping beauty Halloween costume. Next to her was her Uncle Finn, who had agreed to take her trick or treating and had dressed as Prince Philip to match.

"Only Finn," Puck smiled while scanning the pictures, "this one here though, this is my favorite." Quinn looked over to see him pointing to one of the first few, smiling when she realized what it was from. It was her and Puck on the day of their Junior prom, Quinn clad in her white gown and corsage as Puck stood beside her holding Beth. She rubbed her finger along the photograph as she looked at it, feeling a mixture of happiness and sadness. It was the last picture they had taken as a couple, her and Puck breaking up just days afterward.

"Do you remember that night?" Puck asked while interrupting her thoughts, "How absolutely nothing went right?"

"How could I forget!" Quinn exclaimed as she laughed, "We didn't even make it to prom!"

"Well someone couldn't stop worrying about their baby!" Puck said as he nudged her.

"Well someone couldn't stop creating scenarios of things that could happen to her!" Quinn argued back.

"What? I was worried about her too!" Puck said defensively while smacking her with the poster.

"Yeah, yeah. You know at least our parents didn't have to worry about us becoming a teen pregnancy statistic that night," Quinn pointed out.

"Yeah, cause we already were one," he quipped back while she laughed.

"Regardless, it was an amusing night," Quinn sighed as she looked at it, "although we never actually made it to prom. Or danced. Or watched as Santana fell off stage receiving Prom Queen."

"I would pay to see that," Puck said as he shook his head sadly, suddenly springing up from the couch and surprising Quinn.

"What are you doing?" she asked as he walked towards his shelves.

"You said we never danced," he replied as he shuffled through CD's and placed one in the player, "Well, let's do it now." Quinn watched as Puck walked over, sticking out his hand as music filled the living room. She looked up and saw he was completely serious, motioning for her to get up as he waited for her to grab his hand.

"Eric Clapton? Really?" she asked as she joined him, laughing while he swayed with her, "You're unbelievable."

"So I've been told," he smiled back, Quinn resting her hands on his chest as they moved back and forth. Puck shifted a few minutes later, taking Quinn's hand and lightly twirling her out and then back in. She couldn't help but giggle as he did so, noticing he placed his hands lower on her back as he pushed her closer.

"And I said yes, you look wonderful tonight," he sang softly in her ear, the sound of his low voice and feel of his breath against her skin making it hard for her to breath. Quinn closed her eyes as she rested against him, completely unaware of everything around her. She would gladly give anything for the moment to last forever, wondering how it was he could ever wrap his arms around another. She felt her heart skip a beat as his lips brushed against the base of her neck, Quinn convinced it was impossible for him to miss the sparks that had flown between the two. She gripped his shirt a little tighter as she held onto him, wondering what he was thinking as they moved together.

The song slowly drifted away but the two still stood together, Quinn clinging to him in hopes he wouldn't notice. She felt him pull away and looked up to see him staring at her, his face expressionless as they shared the moment. She felt his hand move from her waist to her cheek, lightly pushing back the strand of hair that had fallen in her eyes. The feel of his fingertips on her skin left a trail of goose bumps as they slid across her cheek, Puck's hand lightly lingering on her neck. Her heart was pounding against her chest and Quinn just knew he could hear it, the suspense and intensity of wondering what Puck would do next almost too much for her to bear.

His nose had just brushed against hers when the sound of jingling keys in the door startled them, Quinn jumping back frantically as Robyn appeared.

"Well hi there!" she said loudly, waving as she pulled the keys from the lock, "How are you doing sweetheart?" Quinn had yet to fully catch her breath, her voice cracking as she answered.

"I-uh-good, you?" she answered awkwardly, avoiding Puck's eyes as she turned to Robyn.

"Well I'm just great, so glad to be home," she answered sweetly, throwing her things on the couch before walking towards Puck.

"And how are you honey?" she asked while pulling him close, kissing his lips quickly and stealing the kiss Quinn had longed for.

"Fine," he mumbled softly, flashing a quick grin before looking to Quinn sadly.

"Well I have to go," Quinn said suddenly, the ache in her chest almost overbearing as she watched Robyn holding his hand, "I need to get Beth home and get her ready for school." She quickly made her way through his living room and into Beth's, gently scooping up her sleeping daughter as Puck gathered her things.

"Well it was great to see you Quinn," Robyn gushed as she opened the door for her, "I had so much fun with little Beth today!" Quinn could only nod as she walked to the door, wanting to leave before either of them saw her break down. Puck joined her in the hall and began walking down the stairs, Quinn stopping him while she grabbed Beth's suitcase and project.

"I'll take it," he said as he tried to walk down, Quinn stopping him as he tried to take the luggage back.

"I got it," she said dismissively, Robyn watching as the parents argued.

"Quinn-"

"Really," she said as she finally looked him in the eye, "I'm fine." She wondered if he could see the pain and longing in her eyes, Puck's own filled with guilt as he watched her leave. There were so many things she wanted to say, her chest almost exploding as she held back her feelings. She wanted to just shake and scream that she loved him, remembering though that the woman he loved was still watching.

"I'll see you," she said softly, turning away slowly and forcing herself to walk away from him.