A/N: Sorry for the wait. This chapter is short because my laptop is being screwy. Hope you enjoy! :3
Quinn blinked her eyes, adjusting them to an oddly familiar light.
She sat up.
She was in her bed.
"Sam?" the blonde questioned as she stood.
Her mother came into her room.
"Are you alright, Quinnie?"
"Where's Sam?!"
Quinn was panicked.
The last thing she remembered was getting into an argument with Sam in the car.
"He's downstairs with his mother. He brought ya'll back here saying you had something to tell us."
Quinn ran a hand through her hair nervously as they descended the staircase.
Sure enough, Sam and his mom were sitting in their living room.
Ms. Fabray took a seat in an old wooden rocking chair, signaling for Quinn to have a seat with them.
The short, blonde sat in a squeaky recliner.
"Sam said that there was something you needed to tell us."
Quinn stared blankly at her boyfriend who moved to stand at her side.
"I…I'm pregnant."
Mrs. Evans and Ms. Fabray stood up and began screaming.
"What would your father say if he wasn't in the hospital?! You go and get a girl pregnant then run away from your problems?!"
"Again, Quinn? Again?! Is this really what you need in your life right now?"
"PLEASE!" Sam shouted over everyone in the room.
The women became silent as they stared at him.
"Please just…sit back down."
The two older girls took their seats.
Quinn began to sit down, but was gently pulled back up by Sam.
"It…uh. It," the boy stuttered, his mind racing, "It was planned and we're getting married."
"What?" All of the girls in the room said.
"Yeah…uh…It's not going to be like with Puck. I love Quinn and this baby is going to have a normal life."
Quinn blinked quickly, her mouth opening and closing.
"Excuse us," the young blonde said as she took Sam's hand and pulled him outside.
When the door shut, she unleashed.
"What the hell are you doing? We're back in Ohio so you can lie to our parents?"
"They were going to find out anyways."
"But we never said we were getting married!"
Flustered, Quinn threw her hands in the air.
"But…we could…"
The boy took Quinn's hands in his own, looking down at her like a pathetic puppy.
"Sam…are you proposing to me?"
"I…I don't know. Do you want me to be?"
The girl took a deep breath, her look softening.
"If I was, would it be a yes?"
"It would be a…a yes."
Sam wrapped his muscular arms around his girlfriend and pulled her into a tight hug.
Quinn began to tear up.
"So before I start crying," She chuckled, "Are we actually getting married?"
Sam nodded causing Quinn's tears to release.
"I love you. I promise I will take care of you and our baby and I will get you the most beautiful ring ever and we are going to have a great wedding and-"
The shorter blonde connected their lips, putting an end to Sam's nervous rambling.
"I love you, too."
As they parted, Sam's mother's car sped away down the street.
"I don't think they're as happy as we are."
"But at least we're happy. I'm glad we got over before. I'm so sorry."
Sam leaned down and kissed Quinn again.
The girl smiled into the kiss a bit, then the door opened.
"Hey," they pulled apart as Ms. Fabray opened the door, "You better stop it. I don't think you can handle two kids."
They looked at her.
She was smiling and actually seemed kind of happy.
Quinn was shocked and confused.
Her mother was never this nice to her.
What was going on?
"So…are you okay with this?"
"It's not the choice I would have made, but I'm glad you've found a man to settle down with…and I've realized that I haven't been a good mother in the past" Quinn raised her eyebrow, "and I finally want to be here for you and your new family."
Both of the teenagers smiled as Quinn ran to her mom for a much needed, and long overdue hug.