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She hit the sixteenth week of her pregnancy with no problems at all. She still felt a bit nauseous at times, but she wasn't throwing up anymore which was good. Beth still really hadn't said anything about the baby either, but at least she was still taking their calls and answering their emails so Quinn figured that's something.

She was standing in front of her closet frustrated as hell. Puck was out in her living room watching tv while she was trying to finish getting ready for the two of them to head over to Rachel's and Finn's for dinner. Normally she would have been ready by now but it was like she woke up this morning and nothing fit anymore.

"Fabray hurry your ass up!" She heard Puck yell from the living room. She took another one of her dresses off the hanger and groaned in frustration when she couldn't get it to zip up all the way in the back. She took off the dress and whipped it onto her bed before crossing her arms in a pout to stare at her closet some more.

She doesn't hear Puck get off her couch and head down the hall to her bedroom. She doesn't even hear him at all until he was standing in her doorway muttering "Fuck, sorry I didn't…I thought you'd be dressed by now," he explained, taking in her soft pink bra and panties.

"Yeah so did I," she told him, meeting his eyes for a few moments before turning away to slip on her pale blue silk robe.

He cleared his throat and made his way over to her. "What's wrong Q?"

She groaned in frustration again and clenched her fists at her side. "I woke up this morning and nothing. Fits. Anymore."

"What the hell did you wear to work?"

She gestured to a chair in the corner where a pair of dark grey pants and a white flowey blouse are laying crumpled up.

"I could barely do up those pants. I have never been so uncomfortable in my life. And that's the including the time I was pregnant with Beth and your mom caught me stuffing my face with bacon at Ihop."

Puck laughed softly and turned towards her closest shifting through her clothes for a few minutes.

He finds a turquoise dress at the back and hands it to her. "Here, this one looks bigger than your other clothes. We'll go buy new ones tomorrow okay?"

"You don't have to come with me you know."

"Nah I gotta make sure my baby's momma is looking hot as fuck."

"You're impossible."

"Its part of my charm."

Quinn laughed and pointed to the door. "Thank you, now I promise I will be ready in fifteen minutes."

He laughed and made his way out of her bedroom, shutting the door behind him.


"You're late," Rachel told them as they walked into the house. Finn smiled at them from the couch, Katie asleep in his arms.

"Sorry, apparently I'm at the point in my pregnancy where nothing freaking fits anymore."

"Oh yeah, I remember that day. I'm pretty sure I cried for hours." Rachel laughed, linking her arm with Quinn's and leaving the boys in the living room to watch Sportscenter.

"Try days Rach!" Finn called out from the living room causing him and Puck to start laughing.

"You think that's funny now Finn Hudson just you wait tonight when I suddenly have a headache or something!" Rachel called back, flashing an evil grin at Quinn and causing the blond to laugh quietly.

"You wouldn't!"

"I'm pretty sure we both know I would."

She heard Puck start making fun of him for being whipped and the two girls shake their heads.

"Do you need any help Rach?"

"No, we're almost ready to eat. You want anything to drink?"

"No I'm-"

"Aunt Quinn!" Shes cut off by Rachel's and Finn's three year old son Christopher racing into the kitchen and barreling himself into her legs.

"Hey baby." Quinn smiled, scooping him up into her arms.

"Christopher Hudson! What did mommy explain to you?"

Christopher shot a guilty look at his mother. "That Aunt Quinn has a baby in her tummy like you did with Katie and I has to be careful with her till the baby comes."

"Right. Say sorry."

"Sorry Aunt Quinn." Quinn laughed and brushed some of his light brown hair out of his face.

"Its okay honey. How are you today."

Christopher immediately launched into a retelling of his day starting from when he woke up to him being in the kitchen with them now. He is very clearly his mother's child. Sometime around Christopher telling them about naptime Finn and Puck make their way into the kitchen.

Quinn smiled a small smile as Puck came up behind her and rested a hand on the small of her back, tracing random patterns. She doesn't notice Rachel nudging Finn and smiling at the two.


He picked up the next morning at nine thirty on the dot. She looked adorable in her light grey sweats and little black T-shirt. She blushed when he told her so and rolled her eyes ("Please Puck, we both know I look like a scrub and I would never generally go out in public like this. But it'll have to do until I get some clothes that fit.")

He rolled his eyes, told her she sounded like she was channeling Rachel with the crazy that she just sprouted off and then asked her if she wanted to grab some breakfast before they start shopping.

He faked hurt when she smacked him softly on the chest. "You're really going to abuse me Q? That shit hurts."

"Oh shut up Puck," she replied laughing. "Now come on, your baby and I are starving and really want a cheese bagel."

"I can't believe you just brushed aside my pain like that. Shit stings Quinn. It stings."

Quinn rolled her eyes. "I'm sorry Puck, even though I barely touched you and you are being such a pain right now."

"That sounds sincere," he joked slinging an arm across her shoulders.

"It's as sincere as you're going to get. Now are you going to take the mother of your children to breakfast or not?"

He laughed. "Come on let's get you fed."


"Puck can you help me for a second?" He heard her call out from the changing room. He was sitting on a chair in Bump, the maternity clothes store that Rachel had suggested to the two of them last night, so he got up to see what she needed

She was standing at the door of her changing room in a soft pink sundress trying to zip up the back.

"Can you zip me up?" Quinn asked, biting her lip.

"Sure thing Q, turn around," Puck replied as she turned around, pulling up her blond locks in the process. He pulled the zipper up and she let her hair fall back down.

"Well what do you think?"

He studied her for a moment, the way the pink made her eyes look brighter and how perfect it looked against her skin, she was almost glowing. He smiled at the way it showed off her tiny bump and reached around to rest his hand on it.

"You look amazing," he told her.

He saw her blush in the mirror. He knew its because he usually didn't say stuff like that. Usually it was "you look hot as hell Q." or something along those lines, but there was just something about this girl that brought out the softie that he worked so hard to keep hidden in him. She stepped back into him a little bit, and they stood there like that in the changing room for a few minutes before she turned around and asked him to unzip her. He did as she asked and when he was done she turned around to face him again. Subconsciously he moved closer to her and he was seconds away from kissing her before she announced that it was getting late and she was going to finish trying this stuff on.

He made his way back out of the changing room and throe himself back down onto the chair. This was the first time he'd thought that maybe they could be more than just friends.

(Okay it was the first time he'd admitted that he'd thought about them being more than friends.)


"So you and Quinn seemed pretty cosy yesterday," Finn remarked later that night. It was their monthly boys' night out and they were seated at a bar drinking beer and watching the baseball game on the tv.

"What the fuck you talking about Hudson?" Puck asked scowling at him.

"Yesterday at dinner. You were always touching each other somehow, or later on when we were in the living room talking she was practically asleep on your chest."

"You're fucking delusional. We've been like that since like senior year."

"No you haven't, you two were never that cuddly."

"Fuck off Hudson, there's nothing going on. She's having my kid, so yeah sometimes she cuddles up to me on the fucking couch."

"Okay man, whatever you say. But Rachel and I both think you're in love with each other." Finn stated smirking at him and dodging a punch to his shoulder before turning back at the game.

Finn was dumb as fuck, didn't know what he was talking about. Just because she was the most amazing girl that he'd ever met doesn't mean…

holy shit…

He was fucking in love with Quinn. He was fucking. In. Love. With. Quinn! Jesus fuck how did he not realize this before?

Damn Hudson for being right.


Monday morning came and she walked into the office in a better mood than she had been on the Friday. Maybe it had something to do with the fact that it didn't feel like she was being squeezed to death by her clothes. But that was just details.

She smiled at her secretary and breezed her way into her office. She checked her email and sighed at the two lines Beth had sent her in response to her email from last week before she decided to go see what Mercedes and Rachel are up to.

Mercedes looked up at her and offered her a smile as she took a seat in her office.

"What are you doing?" Quinn asked leaning back in the chair and laying a hand across her bump.

"Trying to not go down and kill Abigail Henderson. She changed her mind on the flowers. Again. After Rachel had ordered them Friday so they're charging us a fortune to change them."

Quinn groaned. "I think I might kill that woman for fun and blame it on pregnancy hormones."

"Kill who?" Rachel asked breezing in, her arms full of files and taking the seat next to Quinn.

"Who do you think?" Mercedes asked.

Rachel groaned. "I don't know how one woman can be so indecisive about everything. I get that this is her wedding and she wants it to be perfect, but there's perfection, and then there's just sheer insanity."

"Pretty sure that high school Rachel could of given her a run for her money," Mercedes teased, earning herself a glare from the tiny brunette.

Quinn and Mercedes laughed, Rachel joining in after a minute or so. "At least I've mellowed."

"Umm guys, Davey just buzzed up and told me that Abigail Henderson is on her way up." Alexis, their secretary, told them poking her head into the office.

Quinn groaned as Rachel grimaced. "Send her in I guess. I don't know what she could possibly want. I just talked to her twenty minutes ago."

Alexis mouthed an 'I'm sorry' to the three of them before heading back to her desk.

So maybe this Monday wasn't off to as good of a start as she thought.


They wrapped up the impromptu meeting with Abigail pretty quickly (Mercedes lied through her teeth and said they had a meeting about a 5oth birthday party) and Rachel was going over the (hopefully) finalized guest list with them but she was barely taking in a word.

All she could think about was that Saturday in the changing rooms. And how she was pretty sure Puck was going to kiss her, and about how she was pretty sure she wanted him to kiss her. And then her mind started to wander and next thing she knew she was in a full blown fantasy with the two of them in the changing rooms, up against the door just going at it.

She didn't realize Rachel was still talking until she snapped her fingers in Quinn's face. "Quinn! Are you even listening to me."

Quinn blushed and cleared her throat. "Of course I am!" she lied.

"Liar. Where the hell was your head at?" Mercedes asked crossing her arms in front of her chest.

"Umm, no where?"

Rachel's face dawned in sudden realization. "Quinn how many weeks pregnant are you again?"

"I'm just starting in on my seventeenth week why?"

Rachel laughed softly to herself. "Right on schedule."

"What's on schedule?" Mercedes asked.

"Yeah what are you rambling about now Hudson?"

"You were having a dirty day dream just now weren't you?"

"What! No!" Quinn lied blushing a deeper shade of red.

"How the hell did you know that Rachel?" Mercedes asked ignoring Quinn's lies.

"She's in her second trimester. Her hormones are through the roof."

"So she's horny?"

"Mercedes, don't be crass, but yes. It was around this time that I was turned on constantly with Christopher and Katie."

"It was just this one time!" Quinn exclaimed.

"Who were you day dreaming about?" Mercedes asked.

"No…no one. And it was just this one time, so I don't know what you're talking about Rachel, I'm not constantly turned on."

Rachel laughed and shook her head. "She was probably fantasizing about Noah, you've seen the way they look at each other. And trust me Quinn, its only going to get worse."

Quinn scoffed. Rachel didn't know what she was talking about. She'd always been delusional and wrapped up in her own little Rachel land. It was one day dream. It would not happen again. Ever. And it most certainly did not mean anything.

Right?


"I brought food," Puck announced walking into her apartment and shutting the door behind him.

"What'd you bring?" she asked coming out of her bedroom. He held the pizza box up for her to see and she sighed in happiness.

"Does it have bacon on it? Because if it doesn't have bacon on it I'm pretty sure I"m going to die."

Puck laughed. She'd been craving pizza with bacon since the morning sickness let up. "Yup. I think its hilarious that you've craved bacon with both of your pregnancies."

Quinn rolled her eyes and opened the box, taking a deep sniff of the heavenly smell wafting out. "It happens sometimes. That's the only thing I crave with this pregnancy that I craved with Beth though."

"I'm such a bad Jew," he said sinking back into her couch and turning on the tv to some mindless sitcom.

"Yeah well don't tell your mother you're eating bacon. Or that you let me eat bacon, she'll just hate me even more for nourishing the baby with non-kosher food."

"I wouldn't tell her even if I was talking to her."

She placed a hand on his thigh. "I'm sorry."

"Not your fault. If she can't support us with this I don't need to talk to her. You and this baby are everything to me," he explained, meeting her eyes. She started to get lost in his brown eyes a bit before she cleared her throat and turned to the tv instead.

A few minutes of silence passed over them before she turned to face him again. "So I have a sonogram tomorrow."

"I know. Two o'clock right?"

Quinn nodded her head as she took a bit of pizza. "We need to talk about if we want to find out what we're having or not."

"It be pretty sweet to know if my kid has a dick or not."

Quinn groaned. "You know when this kid is born that has to stop."

"What has to stop?"

"The swearing! My baby's first word will not be 'fuck' or something like that."

Puck laughed and wrapped an arm around Quinn's shoulders, pulling her to his side. "I think we should find out."

"Good, so do I."

"Well that settles it then, tomorrow we'll find out if this baby is a mini you, or a mini me. He'd break hearts left and right that's for sure."


The next morning she was in her office going over applications for new caterers to work with when Rachel and Mercedes walk in.

Rachel handed her a green tea with honey and Quinn smiled at her in thanks and gestured to the chairs in front of her desk so that they could sit and talk for a bit. They'd had a pretty free morning then she was going to the doctor's for the afternoon. There were a lot of perks to owning your own business.

"So Puck and I go in for the sonogram today," Quinn announced once the two brunettes were seated.

"You gonna find out what it is?" Mercedes asked taking a sip of her latte.

Quinn nodded her head which caused Rachel to clap with joy. Quinn raised an eyebrow at her. "Seriously Rach?"

"It'll make planning your baby shower so much easier. Did I tell you we've decided to do it in December when we're all home for the holidays?"

Quinn groaned. "I told you I didn't want it to be a big deal."

"Your life long friends with the gleeks Quinn, you knew it was going to be a big deal the minute you and Puck told all of them." Mercedes laughed.

"Whatever. Point of this conversation is were finding out today."

"What do you want it to be?" Rachel asked.

Quinn leaned back in her chair and thought about it for a moment. "I think I'd like a boy. I mean ultimately it doesn't matter as long as its healthy, but I think a boy would be easier to break to Beth, if its a boy it seems less like we're trying to replace her you know?"

Rachel placed a hand on top of her's. "Deep down Beth knows you're not trying to replace her."

"I hope you're right Rach."

"Trust me, I generally am."


"The fuck is with this waiting?" Puck asked her scowling.

Quinn shot him a dirty look and placed a hand on his thigh. "Can you please sit still, you're making me nauseous just looking at you. And I told you if we left when we did we would be early."

"That's fucking details."

"Puck! Seriously, people are looking at you weird."

"I don't care. I'm excited and nervous as fuck, you know how I get then."

"Everything will be fine, don't worry about it okay? They'll call us back soon." Quinn said slipping her hand into his.

He felt himself calm down with the feeling of her small hand in his. They just fit together.

Fifteen minutes or so passed before the receptionist came out and called them back to one of the examining rooms. They both followed the nurse to the back and Quinn never let his hand drop.

She smiled at them and shut the door and Quinn climbed up onto the table for the sonogram. He slipped his hand back into her's as she got comfortable.

"Okay now I'm nervous," Quinn said laughing softly.

"Don't be," Puck assured her as the doctor walked in.

"Hello, how are you two today?" Dr. Feldings asked getting everything set up for Quinn's sonogram.

"Good. Excited, and a little nervous too," Quinn told her lightly squeezing Puck's hand.

"That's normal. How have you been feeling Quinn?"

"Pretty good actually. Morning sickness stopped but I still get a bit nauseous sometimes, and I get tired easier but other than that everything has been great."

"Good, that's all perfectly normal. Now are you ready to see your baby?"

Puck and Quinn nodded eagerly and the doctor smiled at them.

"This will feel cold," she explained squirting the gel onto Quinn's tummy.

She shivered a bit as the doctor started moving the ultrasound wand around. The baby's heartbeat filled the room and both Puck and Quinn smiled with relief.

"Now see right here, there's your baby's head, and arms, and little fingers, and legs and toes. Everything looks great Quinn, you look like you've been taking good care of yourself. Now the only thing left to do is did you two want to know what you're having."

Quinn glanced at Puck quickly and he nodded his head in confirmation. "Yes we'd like to know." Quinn replied feeling the smile on her face grow.

Dr. Feldings smiled at the two, "Congratulations, you'll be having a little baby girl."