Thank you all so much for the sweet reviews! I'm starting to really get into this story!

Plus with all the excitement of Shelby coming back and the possibility of Beth coming back? Yeah i'm really excited!

BTW, I changed Puck's address in the last chapter, that's why it will look different in this one!

As Beth entered JFK airport a few hours later, she grabbed her suitcase and started to navigate her way through to leave the airport and find a taxi. She finally made her way out. Before she waved for a taxi, she looked at the small post it in her hands again. It was real, she was finally going to meet her Dad.

"Taxi!" Beth shouted and waved her hand to get the cab drivers attention. The driver pulled over and got out to help put her suitcase in the trunk.

"Thank you," said Beth as she handed him the suitcase.

"No problem."

Beth took off her backpack and got in the taxicab. "Where to, miss?" asked the driver as he got back in the taxi.

"4th and 52nd street."

"Okay," he responded as he began to drive away.

"Hey aren't you a little young to be traveling in New York City by yourself?"

"I don't think so. I'm going to see my Dad right now."

The driver nodded and didn't ask any more questions. Beth looked out the window and began to remember the city. She thought it was so beautiful. It wasn't long before he pulled over to a rather large apartment building.

Beth opened her backpack and paid him, "Thank you."

Beth got out of the car and got her suitcase out of the trunk. She walked up to the door and looked for apartment thirty-four on the list of buzzers. When she found it, she clicked the buzzer.

"Do you know that it's six in the freakin morning? What do you want?" answered a young woman.

"Um…I'm here to see Mr. Puckerman."

"Are you another one of those crazy fans?"

"Um…no?"

"Fine, come up." Beth wondered what she meant by fans. "Is my Dad famous?" she thought as she entered the apartment building. Beth had to go up four floors to get to the apartment with her big suitcase that was heavy.

Finally, she made it, and knocked on the door. The door was answered by a tall, skinny, brunette about twenty-five years old. "Alright what do you want kid. We don't buy girl scout cookies."

"If I was a girl scout trying to sell cookies why would I be out selling at six in the morning?"

"Don't get smart with me young lady. You interrupted my beauty sleep. Now what do you want?"

Beth sighed, "I want to speak to Noah Puckerman."

"You can't kid he's asleep."

"But you said I could see him!"

"Well I lied," she said shutting the door in Beth's face. Beth didn't come all this way for nothing not to see him, so she knocked on the door again.

"What!" she answered again in a harsh tone.

"Mr. Puckerman knows me. I…I'm his daughter," said Beth with a shaky voice.

But all the woman did was laugh, "Yeah right!"

Just as she was about to shut the door again Beth stopped the door, "I'm serious."

"Fine, I'll get him," she said leaving the door open and walking away. Beth walked in the nice apartment, rolling her suitcase in with her. She looked around, and she could tell he had money.

"I told her to go but she insisted," the woman said walking back out with a tall muscular man behind her. Beth's eyes widened as she saw him. He was wearing a t-shirt and a pair of boxers.

"Beth?" Puck asked in amazement at the sight of his daughter.

"Wait, so you actually know this girl?"

"She's my daughter," said Puck with a smile and Beth smiled back.

"She's your daughter? You would've had to have had this kid at like sixteen because she looks thirteen."

"Megan please stop, it's a long story. Why don't you go back to sleep?"

Megan looked at Beth with disgust and she rolled her eyes,"You're explaining this to me later Noah. I mean it!"

When Megan left the room Puck spoke up, "Can I have a hug?" Puck chuckled.

Beth nodded and ran up to him. Puck wrapped his arms around her as he lifted her up making Beth laugh through her tears.

"Do you want to go and eat breakfast or something?" Puck offered letting her go.

"Yeah, I'm really hungry."

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Quinn woke up and rubbed her eyes. She sat up in bed and stretched her arms and something caught her eye. Quinn picked up the white folded paper that was on her side table and began to read it. Half way through she gasped and covered her mouth with her hand. She threw the letter in her bed, ran towards Beth's room where she saw that her bed was made and everything was in order, and put in its place. Quinn started to cry as she sat on Beth's bed. "Why would she do this?" Quinn asked herself.

Later Quinn called Finn and Rachel as well as her Mom about Beth running away. "I'm sure Beth is okay Quinn," said Finn trying to comfort her.

"She's only thirteen, something could happen to her. Beth would never run away."

"What would make her do this?" Judy asked.

"I have no idea," said Quinn.

"From the letter it seemed like she didn't want to be found," said Rachel who was holding Natalie in her lap.

"I don't care, we're going to find her," Quinn insisted.

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Puck took Beth to a small diner on the corner of where his apartment building was. Beth was so happy to be with him in that moment that nothing else mattered.

"Does your Mom know you're here?"

Beth hesitated and quickly came up with a story, "Yeah she does. She thought it was time for me to get to know you. So she let me come here."

"By yourself?"

"Yeah it was a last minute thing," said Beth as the waitress came over.

"What can I get for you?"

Puck eyed Beth letting her order first, "I'll have an order of waffles and can I get a side of bacon?"

"Sure thing sweetie and you?" said the waitress writing down the order.

"I'll have the waffles too," said Puck as the waitress walked away.

"You like waffles?" Beth asked.

"They're my favorite, and you know you're Jewish right?"

"I'm Jewish? Cool!" said Beth excitingly.

"Your Mom didn't tell you that?"

"No, she um, didn't like to mention you."

"Oh," said Puck.

"How did you know it was me?"

"You're the spitting image of your mother, hair, nose, and smile."

Beth blushed, "But I have your eyes. Aunt Rachel told me that."

Puck smiled, "I thought about you every day, you know."

"You did?"

"Of course," said Puck.

There was some silence until Beth spoke up, "What do you do? Like your job."

"I'm a musician. I'm not that famous though but I'm on my way to the top."

"That's awesome. Oh and is she your…wife?"

Puck laughed, "Megan? No, she's just my girl friend. We've been dating for almost a year."

Beth nodded she didn't want to ask why he left yet. She just felt that it wasn't the right time. Soon the waitress brought out their orders. When Beth saw the bacon, she pushed it aside.

"You can eat it you know. I know you want to," said Puck.

"But I'm Jewish aren't I? I heard that they couldn't eat bacon," said Beth.

"It's fine," said Puck with a smile. Beth smiled back and started to eat her bacon and her waffles.

"How's your Mom?"

Beth stopped eating to answer, "She's good."

"Is she happy?" asked Puck.

"Yeah I think so," said Beth with doubt.

"Alright when we're done I'm taking you somewhere," said Puck.

Beth smiled and her eyes widened, "Where are we going?"

"You'll see."

After breakfast, Puck took Beth to the local music store. "What are we doing here?"

"Let's just say this is a late birthday present. Pick any one you want," said Puck pointing to the line of guitars that were hanging on the wall.

"You're buying me a guitar? I've always wanted to learn," said Beth. She looked along the wall and finally picked one that she liked.

"Thank you," Beth said hugging him.

Puck smiled and looked down at her, "You're welcome."

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