A/N: Aww I love you guys. Seriously you have no idea how excited I get when I open my inbox to have it full of emails from . I'll do my little shout-out thing at the end again. But I'm glad most of you liked my Kurt. I think he would've been perfectly nice to Rachel in the episode if she'd only shut her mouth and didn't mention the 'F' word. Although I'm wondering how he didn't realize beforehand that she is totally in love with Finn, she's not exactly subtle. Anywho we finally have Puck! LOL. I brought him back because I missed him in the last chapter. Ooo and let's pretend Santana didn't know that Puck was babysitting with Quinn!

Still owning nothing. Man it depresses me everytime I write that. Again some dialogue from the episode.

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Chapter Three: One Seconds Thoughtlessness

To whoever had penned the idea of waking up next to someone you hadn't meant to have sex with being awkward, Rachel had something serious to say to them about it. Awkward was walking around in a wet white-shirt after being hit in the face with a grape slushy. Awkward is listening to Jacob Ben Israel list all your attributes in graphic detail. Awkward was having a sex-talk with two gay men. Waking up half-naked next to the guy you really only feel friendship for now, trying to block the idea of his pregnant girlfriend out your mind is not awkward. It's way more than just awkward. It's plain old mortifying. And she didn't even have a hangover to hide the images.

Waking up the morning after was slightly confusing. For one, Rachel normally slept spread in the middle of her bed, and two, well she normally slept alone. So it was needless to say that it somewhat scared her to wake up and find Finn Hudson's arm wrapped lightly around her waist, dressed only in a pair of boxers. After the initial reaction of 'oh-my-god-who-the-hell-is-in-my-bed' Rachel felt her face burning with embarrassment as she realised she was dressed in nothing but her underwear and Finn's shirt. Trying to extract herself from underneath Finn's sleeping body was a difficult task but Rachel mentally cheered when she pulled herself out. Taking a look at her alarm clock she sighed in relief, there was no way her father's would be up yet, and if they were, they wouldn't think to disturb her for at least another hour or two. On the not so fortunate side, her shifting about had shocked Finn awake and the uncomfortable tension filled the room. Rachel toyed lightly with the slightly frayed edging of Finn's shirt as he sat up against her pillows and took stock of what had happened.

"We totally did what I think we did, didn't we?" he asked and Rachel nodded reluctantly, her bottom lip sticking out as she struggled not to burst into guilty tears.

"Shit." Finn whispered and as much as Rachel hated explicit language she could help but agree with his exclamation. Attempting to calm her breathing before she broke out in hyperventilation Rachel quickly racked up a plan in her head.

"Alright. We can get through this. I just need to clear my head. How about you go into our guestroom and use the ensuite whilst I use mine. We can shower and hopefully the hot water can straighten out our thoughts and then we meet downstairs in the kitchen. I'll can make breakfast or drive us somewhere and we can talk," she blurted out and Finn nodded in agreement, a stricken look on his face as he checked his phone to find at least 5 messages from Quinn, questioning his whereabouts. Quickly replying, saying he needed to meet with Rachel about some Glee stuff and would be home soon, Finn snapped it shut as Rachel uneasily handed him his jeans and his t-shirt. Grabbing a spare towel and a bar of soap from the bathroom cabinet, she passed them off and pointed him in the direction of the spare bathroom. Running her hands nervously through her hair, she listened for the shower up the hall before heading to her own; hopefully the hot water could solve the problems for her.

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Whilst waiting for Finn to show up back at his own house – where the hell had he been all night anyway? – Quinn sat back on the porch swing and rocked gently. Mrs. Hudson was at work so she didn't have to deal with any awkwardness there, and Finn was off with Rachel, which Quinn hoped was a good thing. Besides it gave her time to think about everything that had occurred last night. Completely ignoring the start to the evening in which almost the minute Kendra and her husband left the house, the boys went insane, literally as though someone had fed them some of that stupid Vitamin D, and well seeing as they were Mrs. Schuester's nephews, Quinn wouldn't be surprised if she had. And then Puck brought up the idea of Cowboys and Indians, mentioning how his mom used to get him and Finn to play it to tire them out, except now they'd pulled the short straw and had gotten tied to a pair of chairs. Quinn couldn't help but remember the jolt she'd gotten as her hand gripped Puck's and the fluttering in her stomach as he smiled. The rest of the night had gone smoothly, Quinn mentally taking notes of the way Puck had easily made bathtime a game for the younger two boys whilst winning over the eldest with the trust he could bathe himself, and then the way he strummed his guitar and crooned several soft yet haunting songs to the boys as they drifted to sleep. Quinn sighed happily, maybe she had underestimated Puck's ability as a father and had jumped too quickly to the idea of Finn as the dad. The thought of Finn shocked into her mind and she picked up her phone to check with Santana that their story would stick. Hitting call she waited for the phone to pick up.

"Hey Q. How was babysitting?" she was greeted with and Quinn could hear Brittany giggling in the background,

"It was alright. What're you two doing?" Quinn whispered, feeling somewhat left out. Ever since the baby news had erupted, she hadn't had any good girltime.

"Hanging out in Britt's room. She's attempting to give herself dreadlocks, something about how cool Artie looked with them and now she wants some," Brittany's protests filled the phone and Santana laughed,

"Let me guess. You want to rehash this story of yours, of how you spent the night at mine watching chick flicks and doing girl-stuff? It's all fine Q, stop worrying." she said and Quinn could almost hear the eye-roll that Santana had perfected in her bathroom mirror.

"Thanks guys. I just don't want Finn to know I'm trying to get money for the baby too. He's trying so hard," Quinn sighed, feeling bad about lying to everyone.

Santana snorted, "Sure he is. And that's why he spent most of the night with Manhands in her backyard."

Quinn bit her lip, "I know Finn was with Rachel. She's helping him with the choreography like I asked her too," she could hear the eye-roll again.

"Seriously. And why would you do that? You know how desperate she is. That's like begging to be cheated on,"

Quinn sighed, if only they knew that was her intentions. Suddenly Santana squealed,

"Oh my god. Britt come read this one!" they were a few muffled bangs before Brittany joined in the giggling. Quinn felt her heart sink as she was once again left out.

"What's going on?" she asked and Brittany squealed,

"Santana's getting sexed at." she answered and Quinn frowned confusedly,

"She's what?"

Santana sighed, "Sexy texting. Seriously did you not know that? Puck and I do it all the time before we hook up. I'm trying to get him to make up for last night."

Quinn muffled a gasp, "Last night?"

"We were sexting last night and he totally blew me off about hooking up because he was 'busy'." Santana said sarcastically, "Like busy doing what? Hey Q we've gotta go. Britt's totally gunna ask Mike out!" Again the phone filled with Brittany's protested before the call dropped out. Quinn let it drop to the cushion, stroking her stomach lightly. Maybe Puck wasn't the best idea for a father after all.

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Normally Finn liked going out for breakfast. He and his mom used to do it a lot at the start of high school. They'd get pancakes and he's talk to her about what was bothering him, like algebra and girls and she'd tell him stories about his dad like how when Finn was just born, his dad used to pick him up constantly just to hug him. Finn liked those mornings and he had a feeling breakfasts with Rachel would most likely be just as good, if not for the fact they still had to discuss what had happened.

The ride to the cafe was anything but fun. Rachel was clenching her hands around the steering wheel so hard her knuckles were white and Finn was waiting for the cracks to signify she'd broken her own fingers. Once inside, Rachel had quickly scanned the room making sure they knew no-one before directing him to a tiny enclosed booth that was the furthest away from the door and anyone who could listen in. After placing their orders, Rachel finally looked him in the eye.

"What are we going to do?" she asked blatantly and Finn shrugged,

"No clue. You're the smart one."

Rachel glared, "That's not helping! First I think we need to decided what exactly it meant." she said and Finn nodded. He liked Rachel, like really really really liked her, he liked kissing her and talking to her but he loved Quinn and their baby and he didn't want to wreck that, besides he didn't think Rachel felt that way anymore; not after the whole Mr Schue thing.

"I don't know," he said, "I like you heaps and last night was awesome and all, but I've got Quinn and our baby and I can't just throw that away. Cuz Quinn's like living with me and it'd be really awkward and it's my fault she can't go home and I can't kick her out." Rachel nodded,

"I know. I understand that. Quinn and your baby need you. Are we going to tell her?" she asked and Finn bit his lip as their food was set down in front of them.

"I think we have to. I can't keep this from her. Are you alright with it?" he commented and Rachel nodded, her eyes glassing over with tears,

"Yeah. I'll be fine. Why wouldn't I be?"

Finn squeezed her hand with his, "'Cause we both know that Quinn isn't the nicest person to you. And I'm scared that once she finds out she'll try and destroy you. We might not be as popular as we were but she's got Santana still and almost all the Cheerios are terrified of her. They'll kill you."

Rachel shrugged, a few tears escaping down her face, "I'll be fine. I'm a big girl I can handle it." Finn raised his eyebrows, "I mean it. I've lasted a year and a half of slushie facials and being called Manhands and RuPaul, not to mention freak and homo-spawn, I think I can handle whore and slut being added to my repertoire of nicknames."

Finn felt his heart pang as she wiped away the tears, he and the people he called friends had done this to her, made her harden against anyone trying to get in, all without realising she still had feelings. He shifted around the booth and hugged her tightly to his side,

"I'm sorry. For everything. But I promise I'll be there, and if anyone calls you names I'll punch them out, get Puck to throw them in the dumpster and make Artie roll over their feet. No matter what you'll still have me and the rest of Glee I promise."

Rachel nodded, resting her head on his chest as she blew her nose on a napkin.

"Thanks Finn. I'm sorry too."

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Puck knew that sexting whilst babysitting with Quinn was a bad idea. But he'd never been known for his brain, just his badassedness and sexual expertise. Besides he hadn't completely lied to Quinn, he was texting Mike Chang who does actually have weight problems, something about not being able to keep the fat on and being worried about Coach kicking him off the football team. He just happened to be dirtily texting Santana at the same time.

The babysitting was somewhat fun though. He'd had a lot of practise, his mom worked a lot so he'd spent most of his time looking after his sister when no-one else could. It wasn't that bad, usually they'd pull out a bunch of DVDs and he'd teach her swearwords and how to defend herself, he always knew fightclub was a good idea. Though he was hoping that the gasp Quinn had made when their hands touched was from the cold or something because he'd decided that he wanted to help with his daughter, but might not want her mother as much. Puck shook his head, it was bad enough that all he thought when they touched was Quinn's didn't fit his as well as Rachel's did...DAMMIT! Stop thinking like that! He mentally chastised himself

His eyes widened when he answered the front door to find a pissed off Quinn standing on the stoop, hell hath no fury like a woman scorned or something. Especially when said woman is several months pregnant with your baby.

Marching inside and snatching his phone off the kitchen bench, Quinn immediately went to his inbox.

"Hey babe. You...err...really don't wanna do that." Puck warned, knowing that he was about to get found out.

"You lied to me." she yelled and he sighed,

"I'm sorry. I tried to resist Santana, I did. But I'm young and girls have this...power over me. But hey, it's all good." he explained and Quinn's glared grew deeper.

"It's definitely not all good! I thought you wanted to be with me!" she demanded and Puck shrugged,

"I do-" did he mentally inserted, "like a lot!"

Quinn's face hardened, "You expect to raise a baby with me, and send dirty text messages to every other girl at this school?"

Puck pulled out a chair and sat down, mentally cursing his head off, "Look, I'm gunna be a good dad. I'm just not gunna stop being myself to do it. I can be a dad to our baby, you'll see."

Quinn shook her head and brought out her bitchiest tone, "It's too late for that. You blew your chance. Finn is going to be my daughter's father and that's it." She slammed the phone back on the table and marched out of the house.

Puck leant his head in his hands. Now what'd he done.

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A/N: Tada! I got it finished! Sorry I would've had it up yesterday but we went away for the day on Monday and ended up staying overnight and blah blah blah. Anyway notes on this chapter; I've decided that Quinn is about four months pregnant but if anyone knows for sure please let me know, Sectionals will be set as though they're a month after episode 10 because I need that for the timeline and yeah. Oh if anyone is going to have issues with swearing in this story please, please tell me so I can tone it down, just for some shouting scenes I'm going to do may get a little explicitly worded. Sorry if my Puck wasn't as douchey as he was in the episode, I edited down his man-whoreness. Umm and yeah. I liked my Finn/Rachel bit in the cafe though. Poor Rachel, everyone's so mean to her. Next chapter; Quinn finds out – bom bom bom! Hehe and did anyone else notice in Ballads that Quinn's parents didn't notice the baby bump but then in Hairography like everytime they show a shot of Quinn her belly is really obvious?

Review replies; I seriously love you all so so so so so so so much!

Boleyn Girl13 – Aww thank you! See I'm slowly continuing. LOL. Much faster updates than I would normally do too.

agent626 - Thank you! Hehe yeah I figured that Finn's cute and stuff when he's sober so he can be like this massively adorable drunk. True, I can see him being one of those inappropriate drunks too, seeing as Quinn kinda keeps him a little deprived but like you said Rachel probably wouldn't let him. Hehe 'that's what she said' jokes are the best!

Lunar Kitty Kat – Haha I love you, you always leave these awesomely long reviews. Hehe the way I saw it was how most parents of just one child tend to go over the top with pictures and things so I was like OMG Rachel's dad's be like even worse than that; I mean Rachel had to have gotten it from somewhere! Aww thanks I love my Kurt too. And yes I do tend to overshadow constantly *cough**cough* Hehe I love that line too; just wait until her dads' meet Puck. Yeah Finn/Rachel in the show is always best when they're comfortable and just mucking around (the Smile song in 'Mattress') if this wasn't meant to be a Puckleberry story I totally would have made it overload on the Finchel. I'll check on that line. I'm not too sure what I was doing there; I think it was more Kurt seeing that Rachel was having second thoughts about breaking up with Puck but I don't know.

Ch3lsBishop – Yes! Same. How they get caught and everyone's like wait when did this happen, what'd we miss? Yay for my Kurt! Hehe yeah I thought about that when I was writing; like hmmm sex and wine-coolers...now where have I seen that before. Ooo I need to update my profile; you're in luck – I do watch The Big Bang Theory (I want a Sheldon!) Hehe I'm a bit of a TV buff – aka I watch far too much of it.

bjaarcy – Yeppers. That's exactly what fanfiction is for. To go insane! And once again I will praise you about the story. Very excited!

Gabi-in-wonderland – Hehe. I'm sorry about the whole pregnancy thing. I'm not really going to focus on it completely though. But I'm having some Puckleberry next chapter. Yay!

Evie – Really? I didn't know that. Well in the Puck/Quinn case of wine-coolers we can just say he totally spiked them with something heavier. :)

mayball31695 – Thankles! Should have another one up in the next few days!

IKeepGoldFishInMyBra – I know, it's like written that the Sims should always work! It didn't though. :( Hehe same. When I was watching Sectionals and when it ended I was sitting there going; wait, where's the Finn/Rachel-ness? I still have no clue what a wine-cooler is. So I'm assuming it's similar to a Cruiser (some kind of fruity alcoholic drink) but I don't know.

Bibz – Don't worry about it. You didn't sound bitchy. Hehe yes...the wine-coolers are evil. And I like the idea about Finn. I'm totally doing a oneshot of that now – cuz I've already planned that the Rachel thing comes out after Finn finds out about Quinn and Puck. Damn! :)

...World. – Thanks. I love fics with both pairings. Because I'm still deciding which I like the most.

An*rea – Hehe. Aren't the wine-coolers evil? And don't worry about getting ahead. I really don't mind. Update in a few days. :)

Miss Emotional – Haha sorry! I was away. Still no Puckleberry but that'll be next chapter I promise!

And my final note on this really really long note. As I mentioned before the uberly awesome bjaarcy offered to do a Glee cocktail night fic and chapter one is up! So I'm just going to promote it here every chapter now. :) It's called Tik Tok (I'm hoping I got that right) and it's awesome!

:)