The following chapter takes place between 4:00am and 5:00am. Quinn is tired and worn out from her ordeal, still questioning her role as a mother to her hour-old baby. Finn attempts to bond with their baby, without remembering Katie's true paternity. The rest of the glee club rallies together and visit their newest member, the littlest Hudson. Songs are sung and congratulations are given, but silent secrets begin to unravel surrounding everyone's favourite quarterback and everyone's annoyingly talented soprano, Rachel Berry, but more importantly the pregnant ex-cheerleader, who finds out about their deadly tryst in the auditorium and who had begun to realise that she had developed feelings for her 'boyfriend', Finn Hudson.

This story and/or chapter is set in an incredibly Alternative Universe, where Puck and Quinn slept together whilst Finn was 'wooing' Rachel into either re-joining Glee Club or whilst they had the 'secret picnic' in the auditorium. Quinn finds out through her notorious sneaking and immediately seeks advice and comfort from Puck, who later takes advantage of her delicate situation.

Songs Included:

"You'll Be In My Heart" – Phil Collins

"Gracie" – Ben Folds (Re-written as "Katie")

"Without You" – Rosario Dawson & Adam Pascal, featuring the cast of Rent (Movie Version)

"Isn't She Lovely?" – Stevie Wonder

"I Know Him So Well" Idina Menzel & Kerry Ellis (Chess, Tim Rice, Bjorn Ulvaeus and Benny Andersson)

Chapter Seven: Send Her My Love: Part Two

"She's beautiful" Quinn pressed her fingers against the incubator's hard plastic surface, watching her daughter sleep tirelessly as best she could.

Her breathing created circles around her daughter's tiny, bare body as she watched the delicately tiny fingers fold back into her deliciously pink palm. Finn held her arm as she leant forward, pushing her cheek along the thick plastic lining. Quinn smiled, breathing against the incubator and dragging her fingers around the plastic, drawing a perfectly symmetrical heart around her daughter's face. Finn smiled, resting his hand along the edge of the incubator. Quinn pulled her hair quickly from her hair-band, looping it around her wrist. Finn listened to the quick click of the circular windows, watching Quinn pull her arms through the holes, rubbing Katie's thin arms gently with the inside of her index finger.

"She's my perfect mistake" Quinn smiled, spreading out her daughter's fingers as she quietly turned her head. Finn listened to the muted beeping from the monitors that surrounded them. Quinn began to hum a tune inaudibly, pulling her arms from the holes carefully and pressing the windows against the thick plastic and locking them tightly shut. Finn smiled, pulling the edge of his hoodie to cover his bruised knuckles. Quinn left an equal space between either side of the incubator's circular windows. Finn pressed his fingers against the hard, protective plastic of the incubator walls. Quinn watched his desperately happy smile, dabbing her cool fingers along his neck. Finn smiled as he leant back against her hand, rubbing her damp forehead with the back of his hand.

Quinn watched as Finn pulled open the circular window and flicked up the tiny strands of Katie's hair as she managed to sleep peacefully. Katie pursed her lips as her parents watched her closely. Quinn threaded her arm through the thickly rimmed hole, taking her daughter's fingers carefully. Finn managed to squeeze the length of her arm, watching the colour turn red as he listened carefully to his daughter's whimpers. Quinn held the edge of her daughter's blanket, rearranging the corners slightly. Finn tucked his hand underneath Katie's head, watching Katie roll her cheek along his hand.

Katie opened her eyes and stared at her parents through the thick plastic walls of her incubator. Suddenly, she let out a shrill scream; as innocent as she was in her delivery, she was reminded of the silence that had left the room. Quinn twisted the lock, pulling down the larger window and lifted Katie into the crook of her arm. The tubes twisted around her tiny, naked body and along her mother's arm. Finn took hold of her finger and marvelled at her strength. Quinn smiled, tracing lines down the side of her daughter's chest. Finn laughed as Katie took hold of his finger, squeezing it tightly. Quinn pulled her daughter against her thin, dusky-pink blouse, rubbing her back lightly. Finn slid past them, kneeling opposite his girlfriend's lap. Quinn folded out her arms, resting Katie along them gently. Finn stroked the baby's gently warm cheek with the back of his hand, wiping the few left-over tears away.

"Come stop your crying
and we'll be alright
Just take my hand, hold it tight.
I will protect from all around you,
I will be here don't you cry.
For one so small, you seem so strong.
My arms will hold you keep you safe and warm,
This bond between us cant be broken,
I will be here don't you cry"

Quinn smiled, rubbing the edge of Katie's stomach as she watched her mouth curve delicately at either edge. Finn leant over his daughter carefully, taking gentle care whilst he held her fingers desperately. Quinn rested Katie's head along her shoulder, rubbing the almost-invisible tuft of hair that was slightly flicked up on top of her head. Katie turned her head to her mother's neck and pouted her rosy-red lips. Quinn laughed slightly as the pouting sent a weirdly tickling sensation along her neck. Finn smiled, tucking the edge of the baby-grow underneath her legs. Quinn held Katie comfortably, taking her chubby arms from around her neck and kissing each finger sweetly. Katie began to cry again, this time garnering the attention of one solitary doctor. Quinn turned and smiled, listening carefully to the doctor's instruction. Slipping her child back into the hygienic and crushingly warm incubator, Quinn sat back and still silently crushed, diverted her attention and adoration towards her daughter, who turned to her and unknowingly smiled.

"I'll see you around, Katie" Quinn smiled, folding up her blanket and followed Finn to the door. Finn nudged her quickly, pulling the elasticated edge of her blouse and smiling suggestively. Quinn folded her arms around his neck and smiled, resting her head along his chest as he rocked them both back and forth on the heels of his feet. Finn smiled, spreading his fingers across the lower part of his girlfriend's back. Quinn dragged her arms along the muscular contours of Finn's arms and pressed her forehead against the lining of his hoodie that covered his chest. Quinn pulled the edge of his sleeves and laughed, slipping her hands inside of them, rubbing the warm skin around his wrists. Finn took her hands and watched her brow furrow. Quinn shook her shoulder, trying to get the sleeve of her cardigan to travel further up her arm. Finn laughed, helping her carefully adjust the length of her sleeve. Quinn smiled, watching Finn's pursing lips and raised eyebrows with clever humour and delicate curiosity.

"You saved my life today…you save my life every day. I'm just waiting for the day where I'm the heroine instead of the damsel in distress" Quinn nudged his chin carefully, taking his hand and folding her head to fit delicately underneath his chin. Finn smiled, adjusting his arm to fit Quinn's hand underneath its strong, genetic make-up. Quinn rested her hand along his arm and let out a deliciously polite and rare sigh. Finn smiled, scraping Quinn's hair from her face and pressed his lips against hers. Quinn balanced awkwardly on her feet, hoping to gather more extension along her legs. Finn listened carefully to the sharply discrete exhale of breath, relaxing the corners of his mouth as Quinn took either side of his face in her hands and pressed her rosy-red lips further across his. Finn smiled, tracing the edge of her cheek and pressing the tips of her fingers along the band of his jeans. Quinn pulled her head back, letting her hair fall, along the delicate material of her dusky-pink blouse.

"This trumps my birthday, Christmas, the day I found a penny and the day you finally agreed to go out with me" Quinn laughed at his naively sweet response, watching him walk down the corridor still holding her hand. Finn pulled them into their quiet room, throwing the sheets off the bed. Quinn laughed, pulling away from him slightly. Finn released his hands and returned the bed to its original state, still sitting down with her neatly in front of him. Quinn smiled, plaiting her hair delicately as Finn placed a hand along the back of her blouse. Quinn propped up her knee against the space in between his legs, holding her arms around his neck comfortably. Finn locked his arms around her waist, pressing his cheek along her stomach. Quinn dragged her fingers through his hair and laughed, pressing her lips either side of his cheek. Finn smiled, happy to be indulged by her once more, relaxing his hands around her waist but still hanging his fingers along her hips. Quinn slid her knees in between her boyfriend's legs and pushed herself into his chest, allowing them both to fall back onto the bed.

Quinn managed to pull herself from his chest and stared down at his unburdened expression. Finn smiled, pulling her back down and holding her tightly around her arms. Quinn watched the zip of his hoodie unashamedly as she pulled on it, revealing the dark blue shirt that was hidden beneath it. Finn folded his arm over the rest of Quinn's shoulder, taking a sun-bleached lock of her hair proudly between his fingers. Quinn leant forward, allowing him to take in the sweetly overpowering scent of apples. Finn smiled, nudging her chin quickly. Quinn released her fingers from along the zip, pressing the palm of her hand along the skin that protected his heart. Finn smiled, holding it carefully in place as he watched the thin, silver band dance in the subdued sunlight. Quinn held up her hand and smiled, flicking out her fingers proudly. Finn meanwhile, pressed his fingers along the lower part of her back. Quinn stretched her back, until she balanced precariously against the palms of his hands. Finn groaned as he struggled to hold his arms strong enough around her waist. Quinn tucked her legs either side of his torso, dabbing the edge of his cheek with the tip of her finger. Finn struggled to laugh as Quinn dug her fingers into his chest, clinging onto his perfectly creased seam down the length of his shirt. Quinn pulled back and held her cheek carefully, passing her fingers across her delicate, porcelain skin. Finn fed his fingers through the elasticated band of her blouse as Quinn smiled, leaning back to sincerely test the strength along his arms. Finn smiled, pressing his fingers into her deliciously smooth skin. Quinn pressed her fingers along his neck, managing to smile as he shrieked loudly.

"She's here. She's here and she's the best girl I've ever known" Quinn laughed as she rested her elbows along either side of his chest, fastening her hands together. Finn stretched out his arms and smiled, tucking his hands underneath his hand. Quinn spread her fingers along the covers, reaching towards his cheek until she pressed her lips along the slightly adolescent stubble that had been left across his cheek absently. Finn held his arms around her hips and smiled, already eager to return the display of affection. Quinn fell into his arms, thumbing her fingers through her hair until she felt the pull from his hands as he kissed the edge of her lips. Quinn smiled as her absent tears blemished his near-perfect skin, rolling along his chin and down his neck. Quinn laughed, pressing her forehead along the bridge of his nose. Finn rubbed the line that her tears had left, smiling as he watched her painfully happy expression.

"She looks like you, I mean I haven't seen a baby photo but if I had to guess, it'd be true" Quinn laughed, pressing her hand against her now flat stomach, pulling herself from the bed until Finn followed her. Quinn pushed open the door, reaching back for the comforting warmth of Finn's hand. Finn took her hand and smiled, following her willingly to Intensive Care, where their daughter still lay calmly in her hygienic incubator. Quinn sat herself beside the incubator as Katie turned to her, folding out her chubby arm. Quinn pressed her fingers against the plastic wall, watching her consistent breathing create thick clouds in front of her daughter's dark green eyes. Finn smiled as Quinn pulled her index finger along the incubator's thick lining, stretching to avoid the large holes set out across her path.

"I love you" Quinn whispered, digging her palm into his leg as she guiltily enjoyed listening his girlish shrieking. Finn smiled until Quinn leant back, resting her head along his chest as he pressed his lips against her cheek.

"I love you too" Quinn smiled, watching Katie's fist clench tightly as the thin tube tangled itself along her arms. Quinn pulled at the separate windows, attempting a safe rescue. Tugging at the tubes, Quinn lifted her daughter's arm out of the loop that the thin, plastic tubing had made. Katie squirmed, watching her parents with her piercing brown eyes. Once Katie had been freed from the suffocating tubes, Quinn returned to her seat beside Finn, who pressed his fingers along her arm and handed her a warm Styrofoam cup. Quinn smiled, pressing the thick, plastic lid along the edge of her mouth. Finn noticed the make-up awkwardly line her eyes, a quick flicker of pale eye-shadow had been spread across her eyelid neatly and a generous touch of helpful lip-balm completed her unusually glossy beauty regime.

"Being happy suits you" Quinn smiled, unravelling her earphones from around her iPod. Finn took one of the buds and pressed it to his ear, listening for the opening chords. Quinn opened out her hand, humming along to the gently upbeat song that she had remembered so well. Finn traced his fingers along her palm, watching the skin stretch across her back as her blouse became fiercely sheer. Quinn took her fingers around the elasticated band, pulling it gradually down over her jean pockets. Finn pressed his hand along her back and watched her secretly until she turned to him, taking his hand to her chest.

"It's you, all you" Quinn nudged him quickly, Finn watched Katie finally close her eyes along the crisp white stretch of coarse cotton. Quinn dug her fingers into the edge of his hand, smiling until he pressed his lips along her defined cheekbone. Finn laughed as she snatched away his hand, opening one of the windows and feeding his hand through with surprising ease. Finn held onto Katie's wrist carefully for a second, watching her childishly innocent smile dissolve into a simple curve at either corner of her mouth. Quinn smiled, leaning carefully along his shoulder until she listened to the pleasing click of the plastic window being closed.

Quinn turned slightly, noticing a mismatched flurry of skirt that belonged to her new best friend, Rachel. She opened out her hand, ushering Rachel into the room. Finn still watched Katie who had taken to sucking at the edge of her feet, rocking along her back tirelessly.

"Quinn, she's beautiful" Rachel bent down to take a prolonged look at their newest member. Quinn smiled as she rubbed her flat stomach, stretching back and still listening to Finn's labored sighs. Quinn watched him carefully as he struggled to avoid Rachel, who beamed at him with her fiercely white teeth. Quinn tangled her arm between his, still pulling at the sleeve of her blouse. Rachel noticed Quinn's iPod lying on the table, unwinding the earphones as she spoke.

"You have surprisingly good taste for a cheerleader" Rachel rifled through the library of Quinn's music, smiling after finally choosing a song. Quinn pursed her lips, rubbing the space between his neck and the start of his hairline.

"Ex-cheerleader. Glee Club's all I have left" Quinn smiled, pressing her fingers up against the cold plastic. Finn pulled the neck of his hoodie tighter, attempting to take the zip between his fingers. Quinn tucked her hand behind her head, leaning back as Rachel still sat beside her, dignified and surprisingly silent. Quinn fed her hand through the window, rubbing Katie's curving stomach. Rachel unthreaded her necklace and dangled it over her hand, feeding it into her palm. She picked up the small pendant; a small cluster of butterflies with colorful stones defining each separately.

"Take this, I think you need it more than I do" Quinn smiled, taking the necklace and folding it inside Katie's hand carefully. Rachel nudged her quietly, watching a tear slide along the bridge of her nose. Finn held her arm carefully, brushing his finger underneath her eyelid.

"Quinn, you need to get some sleep" Finn took her arm and pulled his hoodie around her shoulders. Rachel watched as her necklace disappeared from sight as Katie trapped her hand around its small pendant. Quinn smiled, stealing away the necklace and threading it around her neck. Finn hung the bag Quinn had prepared over his shoulder, taking her hand carefully. Rachel followed them closely, until Finn opened the door to their room. Quinn smiled, folding her legs in front of her along the bed, while Finn returned to his welcoming chair that still sat between the door and her bed. Rachel took her bag from the end of the bed and bid them farewell. Finn smiled, taking off his scuffed-up trainers and sliding across the bed. Quinn wrapped his arm underneath hers, pressing his fingers against her stomach. She then managed to turn herself over to face him, brushing her fingers across his cheek.

"It's been quite a day, hasn't it?" Quinn smiled, digging her hands into his pockets as he spoke to her gently. Finn watched closely as her eyelashes brushed against her delicately sun-burnt skin that lay smooth and stretched underneath her bright green eyes. Quinn felt his grip around her waist, pulling on her elasticated waistband. Finn watched as the denim around his legs was gently pulled and creased until her legs were hooked comfortably between his. Quinn watched him pleasantly, until she pressed her hand along his cheek and smiled. Finn spread his fingers along her back, regarding the corners of her mouth as they began to crease upwards into a sweetly angelic smile.

Quinn smiled, running her fingers along the contours of Finn's muscular arm as he watched her carefully, examining every carefully placed laughter line and her perfectly sun-kissed, defined cheekbones. Finn noticed the small pendant that hung around her neck, taking it carefully between his fingers. Quinn smiled, watching him quietly as she tugged at the sleeve of his hoodie, slipping her hand inside as she squeezed his wrist. Finn held her hand carefully, listening to the muted chaos that came from outside their room.

"She's going to be okay, isn't she?" Quinn fitted her head inside the gap between his chin and the starting contours of his chest, taking in the inviting scent of his sport-like cologne. Finn stared at her guiltily, brushing his fingers along the nape of her neck, folding an arm across her shoulder and down her back. Quinn pressed her hands further across the slight indent that trailed down his back.

"Yeah, she's a Fabray right?" Quinn managed to smirk slightly, burying her head further into his neck. Finn pulled her temporarily into an abrupt embrace, relaxing his arms along the bed as Quinn pressed her lips against his cheek sweetly. Quinn watched as he struggled to let her free, attempting to lock her between his fingers. Finn smiled as he leant forward, watching a tear slip down the bridge of his nose. Quinn laughed, clenching her fists tightly until the skin between her knuckles became white and taut. Finn held his palms over her hands, waiting for Quinn to release her fists.

"I wished so hard that she'd end up, somehow, being yours" Finn managed to move his arm between them, rubbing her stomach slightly. Quinn smiled, stretching her arm along his back. Quinn released her fists as she listened to the rain patter gently against the window pane. Finn smiled, brushing his cheek against the top of her head. Quinn pulled herself up from his fiercely protective grip, unraveling her legs quickly. Finn watched as Quinn took a thick black cardigan from her overnight bag and pulled its sleeves through her tired arms. Quinn smiled, returning to her original position beside Finn. Finn took her hand, separating her fingers as he watched her pressed her lips against his cheek.

"Why'd you do it, Quinn?" Finn held her at a distance, instead brushing his fingers across her back. Quinn pursed her lips quietly, placing her hand across his chest lightly. Finn felt the timid pressure against his skin, holding his hand in place along his navy-blue hoodie. Quinn pressed her fingers deep into the skin along his arm, giving into her desperate temptation. Finn shrieked, rubbing his scratch-marks.

"I didn't feel like you loved me anymore because I thought you were falling in love with Rachel" Quinn turned away carefully, taking his arm from around her waist and hung onto the cold pillow. Finn brushed his fingers along her back, watching her hand creep slowly over her shoulder, to capture his fingers. Quinn tucked her hand underneath her waist, watching the condensation collect meticulously against the windowpane as Finn whispered her name softly against her hair.

"I don't regret it and I don't think I ever will" Quinn stole a kiss from his cheek and stood up from the bed. Finn listened to her quiet footsteps as her shoes tapped lightly along the floor. Quinn swallowed back her tears, scooping back her hair and fastening it loosely at the nape of her neck. She folded her arms across her waist and sat down beside the incubator, pulling down the plastic window. Quinn smiled, rubbing her fingers along Katie's arm. Katie turned her head and watched her mother closely as her tears trickled down her cheek.

"You're a little fighter" Quinn slipped her hands underneath Katie's body, lifting her from the incubator. Quinn pulled the blanket around her daughter and smiled as she propped up her legs against the table, resting Katie along them carefully. Katie held out her arms and pursed her lips, taking in her mother's comforting scent. Quinn examined every hair that stood flicked up on top of Katie's head, taking each thread between her fingers. Katie took hold of her finger and squeezed tightly. Quinn smiled, brushing her fingers along her stomach, pulling the blanket tighter around her swollen body. Finn opened the door and watched her quietly, attempting to apologize. Quinn noticed the heavy footsteps that traced the floor, turning her head slightly to register a silent connection. Finn pulled a chair up to her, listening to how she responded to her daughter's inaudible babbling. Quinn held her carefully, folding her baby into the crook of her arm. Finn rested his head along her shoulder, taking Katie's hand carefully between his fingers. Quinn smiled; listening as Finn took the corners of the blanket carefully, pulling them either side of Katie's stomach. Katie smiled, pursing her lips in a near-perfect 'O-shape'. Quinn listened patiently, taking his hand as she brushed her fingers across his scabby knuckles.

"I don't regret 'doing it', I just regret who I 'did it' with" Quinn held her carefully in the crook of her arm, taking her daughter's hand tightly. Finn pressed his lips along her neck, watching her tilt her head till her hair swept along his cheek. Quinn smiled, listening to the distant raining pattering against the window pane. Finn held his arm around her, whispering carefully through the veil of her hair.

"I know. I was selfish. I didn't think anyone would find out about what happened between me and Rachel" Finn brushed his fingers along the edge of her shoulder as Quinn folded her hands over Katie who still lay asleep in her arms. Katie rolled her cheek along her mother's hand, watching her carefully in a premature attempt to analyze her changing facial expressions. Finn took his chair from between his legs and moved beside her, tracing the smooth indents along her back, which were secretly hidden underneath the surprisingly thick, black cardigan. Quinn relaxed her arms, smoothing out the blanket that still swallowed up Katie's thin frame. Finn, listening quietly to the gentle sighing, pressed his hand against her back and smiled. Quinn laughed as her hair dangled carefully, brushing along the warm blanket. Katie's arms and legs grew fiercely cold as Quinn squeezed her hands in a poor attempt at warming them. Quinn nudged Finn's shoulder, hoping he would re-open the thick plastic window, tucking the blanket around her weak body intricately. Finn heard the satisfying click and smiled, pulling open the window and watching his 'daughter' re-enter quickly. Quinn squeezed his arm, waiting for a response.

Quinn pulled her cardigan tighter around her stomach, listening to the casual squeak of the chair legs as she pulled it out from beside the incubator. Finn smiled, listening quietly as he followed her down the corridor. Quinn suddenly pulled on his arm, taking his hand until Finn flexed out his fingers and pressed them tightly against her skin. Quinn twisted her hand free and smiled, fixing her hand along his back as she felt a light pressure around her shoulder, watching Finn brushing his hand along the skin of her neck. Quinn smiled guiltily, tracing the outline of his back carefully until Finn took his arm from her shoulder and threaded it through her arm. Finn smiled, casually watching the hair brush against her cheek as Quinn tugged at her hairband. Quinn shook her hair quickly, untangling it with her perfectly manicured fingers. Quinn held his hand carefully, watching his awkward smile wash away into a sure smirk.

Finn paused, dragging her into a hidden corridor. Quinn rolled her cheek along his hand, slipping her hands into his back pockets. Finn pressed his lips against her neck, taking in the sweetly seductive scent that lay on her skin. Quinn still held her hands deep in his pockets, leaning against the wall. Finn plaited her hair carefully between his fingers as Quinn kissed the length of his cheek. Finn pulled on her cardigan, taking the sleeves carefully as Quinn held up her arms. Quinn laughed as she heard the satisfying click of the door behind her, pushing along the frame until Finn guided her into the room and onto the bed. Quinn began to unzip his hoodie, tugging at his sleeves. Finn worked on the delicate buttons that held her blouse together, watching the light blue bra hidden underneath the flimsily delicate material that lay on her stomach. Quinn held onto the edge of his t-shirt, pulling it over his shoulders. Finn smiled, throwing her blouse to the floor as he watched her fold up her legs as she flicked off her shoes. Quinn placed her hand calmly along the structured contours of his arm. Finn held his arms either side of her waist, tracing the outline of her stomach as she relaxed the muscles, spreading out along the bed. Quinn pouted deliciously which slowly curved at the edge, leaving Finn to stare gallantly along her dimpled skin.

"This is us and I don't want to change a thing" Quinn smiled, pressing her fingers along his arm, noticing she was lying almost naked, sprawled across the bed with Finn towering above her skinny frame. Finn listened to the calm beating of his heart until he pressed his forehead against hers, laughing as her long, stretching eyelashes brushed against his skin.

"I want you to want to love like you loved Rachel" Quinn smiled as Finn held out his hand, dabbing the corner of her eye. Quinn watched as he caught her tear on his spread-out palm.

"I can't. I can't because I love you more. Rachel was just an impulse thing. You're going to my forever" Quinn pulled her shirt from the pile, tugging it over her shoulders. Finn leant back, brushing his fingers along the arch of her back. Quinn held onto the edge of his t-shirt, pulling it back through his arms and along his shoulders. Finn smiled, pulling her carefully into his lap. Quinn managed to force a smile through the thin, blonde veils of her hair. Finn rubbed the edge of her stomach, laughing as she leant back against his thick navy hoodie. Quinn led her hand carefully along the lower part of her stomach until they could both feel the band of her jeans. Finn smiled, tensing slightly as Quinn dug her fingernails deep into the skin that stretched over his knuckles.

"I'm sorry I hate the thought of her being alone on her first day on Earth" Quinn turned around, hanging her arms around his neck. Finn smiled, separating out her fingers, watching the nail polish glitter slightly. Quinn held her hand carefully, crawling along the bed till her hair brushed against the crisp, white pillow. Finn stood up from the bed and stared down at her body that lay curled up, with her knees held up till they were able to fit neatly underneath her chin. Finn tugged at the bed-sheet underneath her, pulling it back and over her body. Quinn took the edges up to her lips, smelling the sickly, hygienic scent that lingered against the stiff material. Finn smiled, keeping her hair from her eyes and kissing her lightly against her cheek. Quinn stole away his arm, watching her tears trickles along his hand. Finn bent down to meet her, listening to the gentle, hushed whispers as Quinn covered her mouth slightly.

"You need some sleep. You've just been through hell, you need to keep your mind off of it" Finn started to tuck her in, watching her head disappear underneath the covers. He smiled, pushing his right hand deep into his pockets and pressing his fingers along the door as he still watched her fold herself tightly underneath the covers. Finn stumbled down the corridor and smiled, looking out for a familiar doorway.

Finn slipped inside the quiet chapel, sliding along a pew until he carried his hands wearily in his lap. He bowed his head along the wood of the long pew in front of him. Finn watched the effigy with its outstretched arms and its lowered head with its thick band of thorns.

"Hi Dad. This is a first for me but I just thought I'd give it a try. I have Quinn, she's my girlfriend, she's the best person in the whole world and I would give anything to make her happy, just like you would have for Mum. We have a baby now, well actually Quinn has a baby but it's a really long story, anyway, she's really sick and the doctors are doing everything they can to help but Quinn keeps getting more and more upset and I'm scared for the baby too. So I guess what I'm trying to say is, could you please help her get better? I know you'll try because you're my dad and that's what dads do for their kids. I'll talk to you soon, Dad. I love you and thanks" Finn stared up at the statue carefully, letting the tears sting his eyes as they rolled down his cheek. Finn managed to smile, pulling his hoodie higher up his shoulders. He stood up from the pew and nodded, walking down the narrow aisle. Pushing on the door, Finn smiled and walked out of the small, humble chapel. He glanced at the clock that hung awkwardly against the wall, deciding quickly where his next route would take him. Finn wandered down the corridor confidently, brushing through his drooping hair. He smiled carefully, pulling his chair up to the incubator and pressing his hand against the hard, plastic coating.

"Hey baby-girl, you're getting a bit cramped in there, aren't you?" Finn smiled as Katie turned over, squeezing her chubby hands tightly. He stared carefully at her dark brown eyes and the familiar smile that curved at the corners of her mouth. He continued to study his daughter's face, opening the window and feeding his hand through carefully. He took her tiny fingers in his hand, brushing the tiny creases that traced her skin. Finn managed to open out her tiny hand, spreading out her fingers as he had done easily for her mother. Finn flicked up the almost-invisible strands of hair, watching as her tiny fingers began to dig into his skin.

"You can't fool me, I saw you when you came out
You got your momma's taste but you got my mouth
And you will always have a part of me
Nobody else is ever going to see
Katie girl"

Finn paused for a moment, watching as Katie scrunched up her rosy cheeks, pursing her lips into an O-shape. He listened for a cry, holding his breath as the plastic window misted up. He twisted the catch, pulling open the window and holding Katie awkwardly in his arms. Finn held her carefully, rocking her to and fro until the crying simmered down to a quiet whimper. He managed to pull her up to underneath his chin, bowing his head to press his lips against her rosy cheek. He laughed quietly as Katie lifted up her chubby arms along his face. Finn lifted up his legs and rested his feet along the strong, metal trolley. He lifted her until she was resting on his legs, staring carefully up at him. Finn held her cautiously underneath her arms, brushing his fingers along her almost swollen chest.

"So you're going to be a part of my life now, Katie, eh?" Finn smiled, watching as she pursed her lips into a tiny O-shape until he held his finger between them, wobbling her bottom lip carefully.

"You haven't got my eyes or my nose but you're half of my perfect girl so I guess you're going to be perfect all the same" Finn managed to singlehandedly unzip his hoodie partially, pulling it down carefully. Katie wriggled as Finn settled her inside with cautious ease. Katie clung onto his t-shirt, turning carefully to the warmth that lined his chest. The doctor stumbled on them, wondering about the absent incubator.

"Where is she?" Finn tugged on his hoodie, smiling as Katie was slowly revealed to the doctor. Dr. Carlson smiled carefully, turning to one of his colleagues, who nodded her head silently. Finn watched them carefully, listening through the awkward silence.

"Would you mind holding her in the Kangaroo?" Finn, unsure about his question, nodded quickly. Dr. Carlson instructed him carefully, throwing Finn's hoodie over the arm of the chair and watching as Katie was lifted to a more vertical level, still hanging onto his t-shirt. Finn watched her monitor as Dr. Carlson tapped the screen with the end of his pen. Finn smiled, holding Katie carefully, rocking back and forth against his heels. Katie snatched away one of his fingers and began to suck on the top of it quickly. Finn held her calmly, brushing his fingers along her hair. He wandered around the circumference of the incubator, bowing his head awkwardly to press his lips against the light brown tuft of hair that grew on top of her head. Finn circled the incubator again, humming gently under his breath as Katie began to screw up her tiny, red face again.

Finn watched the door as it opened slightly, a hint of acid-washed denim caught his eye. He smiled as he settled down amongst his chair. Carole crept up to the incubator and smiled, brushing her fingers along her granddaughter's hairline. Finn held his hand around her tiny, chubby waist cautiously. Carole folded out her arms as she smiled, waiting for Katie's presence. Finn obliged happily, handing Katie over awkwardly. Carole carried her to the open window, staring down at her granddaughter, who had since closed her big brown eyes and clung onto the edge of her blanket. Carole laughed as Katie managed to dribble slightly, covering her blanket in a slithery, clear 'gloop'. Finn watched his mum hold his 'daughter' expertly, bouncing her carefully in her arms. Carole slid off her jacket, throwing it over the arm of the chair. Katie tugged on her 'grandma's' flannel shirt, watching her carefully until Carole took her tiny fingers after which she decided quickly she would latch her teeth softly into her skin.

"I've just seen Quinn, she's exhausted" Carole pulled her fingers away from Katie's mouth, holding her carefully vertically in the "kangaroo" hold. Finn nodded, smiling until Carole caught his awkward grin. He pursed his lips carefully, listening to Carole's pleasing tone as she addressed her granddaughter.

"I can tell you're going to be a little heartbreaker" Carole smiled, leaning over her son quietly. Finn held her hand carefully, spreading out his fingers along her palm. Carole brushed her fingers through his hair, still holding Katie carefully in the crook of her arm. Katie hung onto the corner of her blanket, wriggling carefully until Carole handed her over into Finn's patient arms. Finn held her, pulling her carefully along his chest. He tugged on her blanket, pulling it over her head. Carole snatched away her jacket, catching Finn stroking his daughter's cheek as he listened to her light, childish gurgles.

Finn held her tightly, closing his eyes quickly as Katie settled underneath his fingers. The doctors chose to leave them undisturbed instead choosing to avoid them at any cost, conducting their quick monitoring by watching the levels against Katie's monitor.

Quinn rolled along the bed, spreading out her arms out against the stiff layer of cotton that lined the bed. She opened her eyes, brushed the 'sleepies' from her lids and smiled. She twisted a strand of hair between her fingers sleepily, holding her hand over her eyes as she avoided the flare of the rocking hospital light that hung above her head. Quinn turned along her side, snatching away her cardigan from the back of the chair. Pulling her arms through the comfortable sleeves, Quinn smiled as her hair trailed down her back carefully. She listened to the rain that eventually dripped to an end against the window pane, wandering to the door and pulling at the handle.

Quinn searched for a lost memory, underneath her hard shell; her search for a place to belong was unlike everyone else's. She tried to muster as much as she could remember and this scene came to light.

As soon as she read the answer that became permanently branded on her used pregnancy test, Quinn's world began to crumble around her as the voices she heard before her, became an inconsistent blur. She threw the evidence into the bin beside her, scraping up her trademark high ponytail and wiping away her makeup, only to reapply it again. She looked into the mirror, pulling at her skin, unzipping her makeup bag carefully, spreading out its content along the top of the cabinets. Quinn picked out the round compact that hid her foundation, taking out the sponge as she began to apply slithers of it to her red, blotchy skin. She put the compact back in the bag, untwisting the lid of her eyeliner as she drew across her upper lid, ending the lines with careful, faultless flicks. She managed to apply a few slithers of lip-gloss before the bell rang loudly, giving her a chance to return to the choir room.

Quinn pulled on her incredibly short cheerleading skirt, walking quietly down the crowded corridor. Her schoolbag hung at her side, heavy with her books and extra-curricular equipment. She folded her arms as she noticed the choir room door had been left open ajar. Quinn pushed the door open and smiled, listening to Rachel's terrifyingly confident riffs as she sang her way flawlessly through another one of her Broadway ballads. The rest of the Glee club sat in front of her silently, eager to clap their hands quickly before Rachel could have time to give them her thanks. Quinn threw her bag over the back of her chair, taking Finn's hand into her lap. Finn watched her carefully, analysing her distracted smile. He stared at her daringly as Quinn brushed her hand awkwardly across her stomach. Quinn watched Rachel take her bow and dash off to her seat. Mr Schue smiled, inviting Quinn to join him at the piano, eager for her to sing for the rest of the group. Quinn nodded, walking up to the piano, whispering carefully into the player's ear. He managed to smile a little, before flexing out his fingers, ready to push on the clean, ivory keys. Quinn pulled out her hair and shook her head, letting her hair tumble down her chest.

"Without you, the ground thaws, the rain falls, the grass grows.
Without you, the seeds root, the flowers bloom, the children play.
The stars gleam, the poets dream, the eagles fly, without you.
The earth turns, the sun burns, but I die, without you.

Without you, the breeze warms, the girl smiles, the cloud moves.
Without you, the tides change, the boys run, the oceans crash.
The crowds roar, the days soar, the babies cry, without you.
The moon glows, the river flows, but I die, without you"

Rachel sat unusually proud, watching the surprisingly emotional cheerleader wander carefully across the room. The entire group watched spellbound at the innocently brave performance as it continued with the chilling undertones of the piano's frivolous chords. Quinn hesitated a little as the song split into the separate parts, wavering with her fragile voice. Finn smiled, standing up awkwardly as Quinn held out her hand. Quinn held her hand carefully over her stomach, leaning against the piano.

"The world revives" Finn managed to accompany her, holding her hand as Quinn held herself against him. Quinn smiled, listening carefully to the briefly silent clinking of the piano keys. Finn noticed Quinn's legs buckle under the slight pressure she placed on them. Quinn continued defiantly through the song, focusing her attention on Finn's pleasingly awkward smile. They both watched each other carefully, attempting to analyze each other's distant expression. Quinn shivered as Finn brushed his hand along her arm, leaning back against the flat top of the piano.

"Colours renew" Quinn pressed her hand against his chest gently, pulling on the pocket of his sports jersey. Finn snatched away her hand, squeezing hard on her fingers. Quinn began to buckle slightly, steadying herself by holding on carefully to the flat top of the piano with her spare hand. Finn held her by her waist until she shook away his arm, proving to him her ability to stand alone.

"But I know blue, only blue, lonely blue, within me blue" Finn watched as Quinn gave into her faint exterior, collapsing halfway down towards the cold, hard floor. Quinn held out her hand, waiting to be guided steadily to her chair. Finn took it upon himself to wrestle with his hidden heroism, lifting her carefully into his arms. He turned backwards and sat down with Quinn resting along his lap, hanging her arm around his shoulder. Quinn held her hand across her stomach, closing her eyes guiltily.

"Hey Quinn, you can't close your eyes. I'm taking you to the emergency room" Quinn felt a sudden release of pressure as Finn held her arm around his shoulder, guiding her to the door. Mr Schue scribbled carefully on a slip of paper, handing it to Finn who folded it into his pocket. Quinn held onto his waist tightly, stumbling down the corridor. Finn watched her carefully, still holding her up until he handed her over cautiously to the school nurse, Mrs Hanson. Quinn turned to face him, clinging onto his shirt desperately, sobbing until he settled her down on the cold plastic examination bed. Mrs Hanson agreed to examine her quietly, pulling on her plastic gloves and eager to begin. Quinn relayed her symptoms slowly, watching Mrs. Hanson scribble them down in her small black, thickly-bound book. Quinn watched her boyfriend's calm smile, squeezing his hand tightly.

"You're pregnant" Quinn held her hand over her mouth, sobbing in between shallow breaths. Finn shuffled along the bed, pulling her into his chest, allowing her to cry freely without hesitation. Quinn held her hand over her stomach, watching her cheerleading uniform crease deliberately over the growing curve. Finn held her hand in place, smiling with surprising support.

"Finn, I want to go home. Can you take me please?" Finn nodded, holding her carefully around her waist as her arms began to tremble. Quinn clung onto him, walking down the corridor, leaning carefully on the choir room door. Finn pulled on the handle, holding the door open as Quinn wandered into the room, holding onto his waist and watching him sincerely. Quinn waited patiently in the corner as Finn carried her bag over his shoulder. The club watched silently as Finn excused both him and Quinn from the afternoon's rehearsal, citing Quinn as being too ill to continue. Finn carried their bags, closing the door behind them. Quinn stopped at her locker, twisting the lock until she heard the satisfying click. Finn leant along the bank of lockers, watching as Quinn pulled out her specially-designed Cheerios jacket.

"What are we going to do?" Quinn held his hand carefully, walking down the empty corridor. Finn pushed on the door, holding his hand over his eyes as they stepped out into the blinding sunlight. Quinn zipped up her jacket, putting his hand deep into her pockets. Finn smiled, fastening his hand around the car door's handle. Quinn laughed shyly as Finn threw their bags into the backseat of his humble car. They sat in silence, still holding onto each other's hands quietly. Finn twisted the key into the ignition, pulling out of his parking space reluctantly. Quinn leant her arm along the inside door-handle, tying her hair back up into a neat ponytail. Finn reversed out of his space, driving through the empty parking lot and out of the school-gates.

"I thought I had a chance of getting out of this dead-end town" Finn whispered carefully, Quinn stared at him desperately. He stumbled over his words as she pressed her forehead up against the cold car-window. Finn brushed his hand along her leg, watching her shiver slightly as he quickly pulled up onto her driveway. Quinn opened the door silently, walking up to her front door. Finn followed behind her, hanging her bag over his shoulder. Quinn unlocked the door as he walked behind her, hanging her bag on the hook nearest the open door.

Finn hadn't seen the inside of his girlfriend's house before, it wasn't something he was particularly looking forward to, although he took this moment of virtue kindly. The interior of her house seemed to further reflect her surprisingly virtuous character, from the endless array of Virgin Mary statues to the unattractive, dark wood wall panelling. Quinn wandered through her house, throwing off her jacket and hanging it over one of her grand, rustic, dining room chairs. Finn followed her carefully, hoping her awkward journey would take them to her room, although this thought seemed quickly selfish, Finn, wholeheartedly believed that this would give them, their much-needed privacy. Quinn began to carve in her ruby-red apple, peeling away its skin quickly and tossing it into the dustbin. Finn watched her at the doorway that led into the surprisingly modest kitchen space; Quinn lifted herself onto the bank of kitchen cabinets carefully, littering her apple with pleasant, fruitful bites. Finn stretched out her legs, spreading his hands along the arch of her back as he wedged himself between them. Quinn brushed her fingers through his stiffly gelled hair, staring carefully at his awkwardly endearing smile, which seemed to always curve along a specific corner of his mouth.

"How can you get pregnant? We haven't done it ever" Quinn shook her head, throwing away the useless apple core and holding his hand in place against the tiny curve within the creases of her pristine uniform. Finn smiled carelessly, tracing his fingers along the stitching of the top part of her uniform.

"The hot tub, remember? The doctor said sperm travels better at a hotter temperature" Quinn smiled, surprised at her own ingenious ploy to throw Finn off the scent of her infidelity. Finn held her waist carefully, pulling her off the top of the cabinet. Quinn pulled back as Finn pressed his lips against her neck, watching her struggle politely. Finn began to hold her carefully, taking in her deliciously sweet scent that lay on her neck. Quinn hung her arms around his shoulders, pressing her lips against his cheek.

"I don't feel good" Finn held her carefully, leading her to the foot of the stairs. Quinn kissed him politely, walking slowly up to her bedroom. Finn watched her hand glide up the bannister and the skirt of her cheerleading uniform sway with surprisingly little effort. He took his bag from the hook and started on his way back home. He opened his car door and stared up her window, hoping for her kind smile to reveal itself through the old net curtains. Quinn combed through her hair, smiling as she pulled back the curtain and watched Finn rev his engine and pull out of her driveway.

Quinn smiled, pressing her fingers against the plastic as Finn held their baby quickly, hidden inside his hoodie. She watched as Finn took hold of one of her deliciously tiny fingers, listening to the pleasant laughter.

She looked to the door as a flurry of feet brushed past the gap and raced through the room. She listened to the comforting music as Katie began to close her eyes slowly, under the watchful gaze of the entire club. Artie laughed as Finn gave them a witty remark, littering the room with careful and secret laughter. Quinn held Rachel's arm as she sang, leaning into her waist as Rachel swayed slightly behind the chair.

"Isn't she lovely
Isn't she wonderful
Isn't she precious
Less than one minute old
I never thought through love we'd be
Making one as lovely as she
But isn't she lovely made from love

Isn't she pretty
Truly the angel's best
Boy, I'm so happy
We have been heaven blessed
I can't believe what God has done
Through us he's given life to one
But isn't she lovely made from love"

Finn held Katie cautiously, reluctant to hand her over to anyone but Quinn, who sat beside him dotingly. Quinn applauded them slowly, brushing her fingers along his arm until he turned to her and smiled. Finn managed to rest his head along her shoulder, listening to her sweet voice over the others easily. Quinn sang breathily, laughing as Kurt smiled at her awkwardly. He held her hand calmly, staring at the little baby that lay in Finn's arms, asleep, tucking her hands underneath her warm, baby-blue blanket. Quinn glanced around the room, proud of her quiet victory as the said 'victory' was hiding away in her 'daddy's' arms.

The Glee club looked around each other and smiled, holding each other carefully. They circled their newest member, who wriggled secretly as she still lay hidden, comfortably set amongst her own baby-blue blanket and her 'daddy's' hoodie. Quinn hung onto Finn desperately, neglecting Rachel's friendly embrace. Rachel stood by and smiled, instead placing a trembling hand on her shoulder. Quinn held her hand in place, staring up at her pleasing expression as her dark hair curled neatly at her shoulders. Quinn rose with hesitance, pressing down against Finn's shoulder to give her steadily extra balance. She watched her friends dearly as she turned to face the door, carrying her hair wearily as she brushed it aside until it trailed carelessly down her back. Rachel followed her slowly behind her, her neatly decorated bag hanging awkwardly at her side. Quinn watched her reflection carefully in the toilet mirror, littering the counter with the entirety of her makeup bag. She began to untwist the cap of her eyeliner, applying it sparingly to her upper lid. Pinching her cheeks carefully, Quinn watched her tiny dimples closely in the mirror. She picked out her coral-coloured lip-gloss from the bag and began to apply it sparingly. Rachel nudged her shoulder quickly, before she watched her disappear into a cubicle. Quinn crouched over the toilet seat and rested her head against the edge of her hand. Rachel knocked quickly on the toilet door, standing awkwardly on the tips of her feet, eager to catch a glimpse of Quinn.

"Quinn, what's happened?" Rachel hung onto the top of the door, trying to pull her leg over the lower edge. She instead managed to kick the door loudly against its hinges. Quinn screamed loudly, pulling her legs up against the toilet seat, until they fitted comfortably underneath her chin. Rachel continued to pester her friend courageously as she began to climb the vertical toilet door.

"Rachel, please leave me alone. It's honestly nothing" Quinn began to plait her hair carefully between her trembling fingers. Rachel folded her arms, leaning against the stubborn door.

"Quinn, you can't honestly expect me to believe you, do you?" Quinn shook her head, knowing that the obnoxiously talented soprano had proven her point correctly and she had executed the delivery well with a quick flourish of her eloquent speech. Rachel smiled deliberately, listening to the satisfying creak of the toilet door as Quinn took up her hair at the back of her neck, attempting to tie it back quickly. Rachel hugged her friend tightly, allowing her to rest her weary head along her shoulder. Quinn hung onto Rachel's mismatched cardigan, brushing her hair carelessly away from her face.

"I can't look after her. She deserves better. Finn can do it but I can't" Rachel hid her smile, listening to Quinn's quiet, inconsistent sobs. Quinn smiled, eventually calming her nerves as Rachel turned her attention to the mirror. Rachel watched Quinn as she pulled her hair into her hands, scraping it into a neat ponytail. Quinn hissed as Rachel ran her brush through her knotted hair, pulling the loose curls into her spare hairband. Rachel tidied up her makeup, wiping away the crusting eyeliner and the slither of lip-gloss that had made its way into the corners of her mouth. Rachel dabbed a wet tissue in the corner of Quinn's mouth, attempting to clean away her tear-stained makeup.

"Stay with her. Not a day goes by where I don't think about my mum and if she loved me enough to keep me. I don't want to see you make the same choice because we all know that you can be the best mum there is" Quinn smiled, pulling back the loose strands of hair as they fell comfortably along her shoulders. Rachel tidied away Quinn's bag and hid it away into her own. Quinn managed to muster a smile, dabbing the back of her neck carefully with a refreshing burst of cold water. Rachel smiled, listening to the gently pleasant tone of Quinn's singing.

They laughed together as Quinn remarked about the first time they sang as a partnership; the school's deserted auditorium led to their unexpected duet as Rachel had begun to tidy away her sheet music and stood shocked when the ex-cheerleader walked slowly down the aisles to the waiting stage. She cradled her bump carefully, fastening her hand tightly around the bannister.

Rachel smiled, honoured by her presence as she sat at the piano, playing away at the ivory keys. Quinn groaned as another briefly dull kick caught her off-guard as she reached the edge of the piano. Rachel took her arm, guiding her to the piano stool, where she sat carefully. Quinn laughed as the baby kicked her again, lower down, along the stretching skin that lined her stomach. Rachel rifled through her sheet music, folding a booklet of one of her favourites against the mini-stand that lay above the piano keys. Quinn took note of the title, smiling deliciously. Rachel did not feel the need to usher Brad, instead she noticed a flurry of Dolce & Gabbana raincoat and smiled. Quinn saw the bright milky white smile and chose to investigate. She lifted herself up from the stool, walking towards the curtain and smiling.

"Hey, could you help us?" Quinn smiled, taking his hand and pulling him to the piano stool. Rachel leant over the piano, listening to the gentle melody. Kurt nudged Quinn carefully, brushing his fingers along the bright, white keys. Rachel walked to the edge of the stage, opening out her arms.

"Nothing is so good it lasts eternally
Perfect situations must go wrong
But this has never yet prevented me
Wanting far too much for far too long.
Looking back I could have played it differently
Won a few more moments who can tell
But it took time to understand the man
Now at least I know I know him well"

Rachel paused quickly. Quinn chose to watch her admirably, urging another kick from inside her stretching stomach.

"Wasn't it good?
Wasn't he fine?
Isn't it madness
He can't be mine?"

Quinn knew the melody that followed, taking a sharp breath before joining her friend at her side. Rachel stared, listening to the pleasantly sweet tone. Kurt listened too, surprisingly silent and obliging with his eager fingers, watching them hide their secret insecurities under the guise of their unusually harmonious singing, which cast rising, beautiful harmonies along the auditorium seats and through its creaking doors.

"Oh so good

Oh so fine
He can't be mine?"

Quinn smiled, closing her eyes quickly to allow the tears to collect along the rim of her eyes. Rachel took her hand, squeezing it tightly. Quinn refused to forget the secret she held, locked in her mind, she needed to confront her boyfriend strategically. Silently, she relayed the information to herself and listened contently to Rachel's emotional delivery.

"But in the end he needs
A little bit more than me,
More security"

Rachel watched her friend fall to the ground, dragging her arms around her helplessly. Quinn waited until Rachel joined her on the floor, holding her safely around her shoulders. Kurt continued his playing, keeping an eye out for his friend. Quinn rubbed her stomach irritably, staring at the door that had been left open ajar ahead of her.

"He needs his fantasy
And freedom"

Quinn stumbled through the remaining words, biting down on the edge of her bottom lip timidly. Rachel hugged her tightly until Quinn hung onto her annual Christmas jumper helplessly. Rachel helped her up and guided her to the foot of the stairs. Kurt took to her other side, scooping up her belongings in the meantime. Quinn apologised quickly, laughing as she stumbled up the stairs. Finn had been practising in the choir room, which seemed the unanimous choice to venture to, with both Rachel and Kurt taking the lead.

"Who knew Katie would end up like you, Miss Berry" Rachel laughed proudly as Quinn took her hand, pressing her arm against the door until she could see the end of her corridor. Rachel listened to the soft clattering of their feet as they stumbled along the corridor. Rachel struggled to keep up with Quinn, who slipped through the door, unnoticed by Finn, who had curled up in his restricted chair.

Quinn tugged at his sleeve, noticing a quiet cry from underneath the thin material that made up his hoodie. She pulled it away, gathering her daughter into her arms. She held her tightly, able to distribute her weight carefully with the correct support. Katie began to lull herself to sleep unaided as Quinn bent down to the level of the welcoming incubator. Rachel helped by pulling down the plastic window, standing back as Quinn moved her hand underneath her daughter's head.

"Don't worry, Katie-Bee. Momma's here, Momma's got you"

Author's Note #2: The second part of "Send Her My Love" is complete. I hope (and pray) that everything was up to par with the chapters before this one. I understand if some of you preferred the story more than the song choices and that Finn is a little bit of a 'softie' but I promise I have a few surprises in store. I just thought the duet between Rachel and Quinn was probably the best song I could've chosen because it best fits the character style and the relationship they have with one another. I also enjoyed the fact that because it's an alternative universe, the time in which Rachel and Quinn have become friends can be shortened because they can be considered similar, personality wise, as Quinn was power-hungry as was Rachel who believed that when she joined the club, she was instantly become popular. Anyways, thanks for reading and remember to leave me a review!