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Quinn watched as Puck left. He jumped into his car and sped off. She wanted to break down right there, but she didn't want Abigail to know what was going on.
"Quinn, are you going to be okay?" Rachel asked putting a hand on her shoulder.
"I don't know" she responded softly.
"Mommy, am I gunna see daddy again?" Abigail asked.
Quinn felt a lump in her throat. Rachel took Abigail from her.
"Quinn, go talk to him" Rachel said.
"And say what?" she asked sadly.
"Something. Anything." Rachel said, "He just got a bombshell dropped on him, you have to tell him about her."
"I don't even know where he'll be" Quinn replied.
"Me neither Quinn. Take me and Abby to the apartment and I'll put her down for a nap. You go find Puck and talk to him."
Quinn brought them back to the apartment and went everywhere she could think to find Puck. The gym, his apartment, the team house and he was nowhere to be found.
About an hour into her search, Rachel called her.
"Quinn, come home" Rachel said.
"I can't I haven't found Puck yet" she responded.
"That's because he's here" Rachel said.
"What? How did he- I'm coming. Don't let him leave!" Quinn said hanging up the phone and driving as quickly as she could to the apartment.
"Where is he?" Quinn asked as she ran into the apartment.
"He's standing in the hall. He's been watching Abigail sleep. Hasn't said a word to me since he got here" Rachel explained.
Quinn walked into the hall and placed a hand on Puck's shoulder. He shook it off.
"Can we talk" she asked softly.
He nodded his head before looking up to Quinn and glaring at her. They walked into an extra room Quinn had and shut the door.
Puck spoke immediately, "Forget to tell me anything Quinn" he spat out like venom.
"Noah, I'm so sorry" she started before being cut off by a heated Puck.
"I don't want to hear that you're sorry Quinn. I have a daughter and you didn't think it was something worth telling me!" he yelled.
"What was I supposed to do?" she asked "I had no way of getting in touch with you! Plus at the time I found out, you weren't my favorite person."
"Regardless of what you thought of me, she's my daughter! I had a right to know!" Puck said. "And what about the last couple of months? We've been in contact for over three months Quinn and you've kept this from me." He was pacing around the room.
"I didn't know how to handle it!" Quinn yelled back. "What was I suppose to say? Oh hi Puck, it's been a long time by the way you have a child!"
"It would've been better than finding out the way I did!" he yelled.
"I'm sorry that you found out this way Noah" she apologized.
"No you're not. You're just sorry I found out at all!" he screamed. He tried to leave but Quinn slammed the door and stood in front of it.
"Move Quinn!" he demanded.
"We need to talk about this!" she shouted.
"Nothing to talk about." He said coldly, "You would have told me about her if you wanted me in her life."
"I was scared to tell you!" she cried out.
"Why?" he screamed.
"I don't know. I guess because I thought you'd have this reaction!" she explained.
"So it's my fault?" he questioned angrily, "If you would have told me then, I wouldn't be acting this way!"
"I know I should have told you Noah!" she screamed. "And I'm sorry for you finding out this way. But I have felt so terrible about keeping her a secret. Nobody here knows about her."
"That's your own fault! You could have told anyone you wanted!" he hollered.
"No I couldn't! Because if you would have found out I had a child from anyone else here, you would have hated me and her!" she responded.
"I would never hate her, she didn't do anything!" he yelled, "You on the other hand" he said giving her a deathly look.
"You have every right to hate me Noah. I understand" she explained. "But now that you have met her and she knows you are around, you can't just act like she's not your daughter!"
"She's not my daughter Quinn!" he yelled, "She's yours and you made damn sure of it!"
"Noah, she is yours! She looks just like you!" Quinn cried, "You can't just act like she doesn't exist!"
"WHY?" he screamed, "You did. You've been pretending she hasn't existed! You can't blame anything on me!"
"I'm not blaming you!" she shouted, "But don't you want to get to know her? Don't you want to know your daughter?"
He thought about what he should say next. Of course he wanted to know his daughter. But he was so angry. "Not if I have to be around her mother!"
"Noah you have to get to know her!" Quinn said.
"I don't have to do anything!" he snapped.
"Please. Hate me all you want. Just don't do it to her. Give her a chance. I know you'll love her." Quinn pleaded.
Puck just looked down. He walked up to the window and just stared.
"You're my best friend" she said walking up to him.
Puck turned around angrily. "Best friend" he coughed out, "Could've fooled me."
"Noah. I care about you so much" she said. "I know you care about me too. I understand that it's going to take some time, but Abigail needs you. I need you."
"I could give two shits about what you need Quinn!" he shouted. "You know. I felt terrible about pressuring you for a relationship. I knew that I treated you badly and I hurt you. I understood why you wouldn't want to be in a relationship. But you." He said glaring, "You didn't even care enough to tell me about her." He was getting upset now and it was showing.
Quinn was crying, "I didn't want to be in a relationship because of her. I couldn't be with you without you knowing about her! I couldn't do that without being honest with you."
"Well you know what" he said staring Quinn right in the eyes, "Now I know. And I want nothing to do with you!" He opened the door to leave, slamming it closed. As he walked out he looked in at Abigail, still sleeping. A tear escaped onto his cheek and he left.
Quinn broke down in the room. She sat on the bed and cried. She was in there awhile before she finally let Rachel in. Quinn felt sick. She didn't want to eat, didn't want to talk to anyone, and didn't want to move.
She told Rachel she needed some air and left.
She walked and walked and walked and found herself at the coffee shop. She couldn't even go in without thinking about Puck. Her phone rang and it was Rachel checking up on her. She ignored it and kept walking.
About an hour later she got a text message. She sat on a bench and just thought. She opened the text and cracked a smile. It was a picture of Abigail covered in frosting and sprinkles with a message attached. 'Your little girl needs her mommy!' it said.
Quinn knew Rachel was right. She understood it would be a long time before Puck would talk to her again, if he ever decided too. She also knew that it wasn't so long ago that she had been raising Abigail without having Puck in her life at all.
She straightened herself up and went back home to her daughter.
It had been the longest week of Quinn's life.
She was dealing with her heartbreak over Puck, her daughters constant pestering about him, telling her mom about recent events, and on top of that Christmas. While Abigail had fun and loved all her gifts, Quinn couldn't help but feel upset. The gift she had for Puck still sat on the side table in the living room and she still had 25 unreturned calls. If her luck wasn't bad enough, today she had to be at the winter festival thrown by the school. Even worse, Quinn was supposed to dance with the team and Rachel had her car and was with her dads for the weekend celebrating in the next town over. Plus, the daycare was closed until school opened back up in the middle of January. Quinn usually was capable of handling everything by herself, but it seemed to keep piling up for her.
This particular morning, Abigail threw a tantrum, Quinn couldn't find the baby bag, and Rachel had the car which meant she had the stroller. So there Quinn was, walking around outside holding Abigail on one side and the other arm held her duffel bag, purse, and baby bag. Her hair was all over the place because she was already too late to fix it and her make up was smeared from Abigail rubbing into it. By the time she made it to the courtyard, Quinn was exhausted. To make matters even worse, everyone was asking a million and one questions about Abigail.
When she got to the dance team they also had questions. She dropped her bags and got Abigail to settle down.
"Quinn, are you okay?" Bailey asked concerned.
"Yeah, just had a rough morning" she responded. "Okay, I know what you are all thinking and I'm sure you have questions, but let me explain first. This is my daughter Abigail. She's two years old."
"2 and a half" Abigail interrupted, which caused everyone to smile.
"2 and a half, sorry. She is the reason I always have to rush out or can't make it when you guys invite me out. I love her with all my heart and she's my world. I'm sorry I didn't tell any of you but there was an issue I had which is now semi-resolved. Also, I'm sorry I'm so late today, we were having an off morning." Quinn looked around and everyone was staring at Abigail who was playing and smiling.
"We all have our pasts Quinn." Bailey said, "We're here for you if you need it!"
"Thank you!" she said.
Abigail was interacting with the team and having a great time with them. She was playing with everyone's hair and was posing for pictures with them.
"What's the deal with her father?" Bailey asked when the team was busy with Abigail.
"Not around at the moment" Quinn replied sadly.
"Wow! It's gotta be hard dealing with it all alone" Bailey said.
"Sometimes. Especially days like today. But I have a lot of great friends and my family is very helpful." Quinn explained.
"What did Puck say when he first met her?" Bailey asked.
"What?" Quinn asked shocked. She hoped he hadn't told anyone about what happened.
"You know. You two were best friends and then he moved. It must've been a shock for him to know you went through it alone." Bailey explained.
"Oh" Good. She didn't know. "He was shocked." Thankfully that conversation didn't get anymore awkward because Abigail interrupted to go to the bathroom.
"I'll be back soon" Quinn said excusing herself.
She picked up Abigail and went to the bathroom. Luckily, it wasn't too busy yet and Abigail didn't have to hold it for too long. As they were washing their hands, Quinn's named was called. When she turned around, she was surprised.
"Ms. Puckerman?" she asked shocked.
"Quinny. How are you?" she said pulling her into a hug.
"I'm – I'm fine. How are you? What're you doing here?" she asked.
"Noah invited Sarah and I because he couldn't make it home for Christmas this year." She explained "And please, call me Terri." She looked down at Abigail who was smiling and holding Quinn's hand.
Before anyone else could say anything else, Sarah busted into the bathroom.
"Mom, gosh did you fall in, Noah's waiting for-" she stopped when she saw Quinn. "Oh my god!" she said running up and hugging her.
"Sarah! You've gotten so big!" Quinn gushed.
"Yeah! I'm almost thirteen!" Sarah responded. "Is that-" Sarah started before pointing to Abigail.
" Noah told you guys?" Quinn asked. Terri and Sarah nodded. "I'm really sorry you're just finding out."
"Oh nonsense Quinn. It's alright! We lost touch and there wasn't anything we could do then" Terri said. She had always been so nice to Quinn. "Let's go outside, we shouldn't be having this meeting in here." She smiled, wrapped her arm around Sarah and walked out into the hall.
"Well, this is Abigail!" Quinn said, picking up her daughter. "Abigail this is your Aunt Sarah and Grandma Terri!"
"Oh gosh, grandma!" Terri said. "Didn't think I'd hear that one yet." Quinn looked upset. "Don't worry about it Quinn" Terri said, "I like the sound of it."
Abigail hugged Quinn tightly, "Are they nice like Aunt Rachel and Nana?"
"Oh their very nice! Just like Aunt Rachel and Nana!" Quinn said assuring her.
Abigail wiggled down and walked up to Terri and Sarah. "I'm Abigail Elizabefth Puckerman Fabray and I'm 2 and a half" she said proudly.
Sarah and Terri smiled widely and looked at Quinn.
"She's been very independent and has been talking from a very young age!" Quinn explained.
"Hi Abby!" Sarah said.
"Mommy calls me that!" she said raising her hands for Sarah to pick her up.
"Hi Abigail!" Terri said, "You are very pretty!"
"Thank you!" Abigail said smiling. "I have mommy's hair and daddy's eyes!"
Sarah and Terri smiled.
"I talked about him all the time." Quinn said, "She knows quite a lot about him."
As they started walking down the hall back outside, Terri and Quinn talked as Sarah and Abigail bonded.
"What'd you tell her about why he wasn't there?" Terri asked.
"She hadn't really said anything until summer before we moved here when people were asking me about him. I just told her he had to go somewhere for a little while, but he'd come back eventually." Quinn replied.
"I'm sorry you went through it alone. I told Noah to get in touch with you, but he was never ready." Terri explained.
"It's not his fault. I should have found a way to tell you." Quinn looked at her watch. "I'm Sorry, I have to get back, I have to perform. But can we finish this later today?" she asked.
"Yeah, of course!" Terri said giving Quinn and Abigail both hugs. Sarah hugged Quinn and patted Abigail's head. "We'll catch up after."
As Quinn rushed out with Abigail in her arms and bags in her other hand, she ran out the door right into Puck and some of his buddies. Crap. She thought. "Sorry" she said as she bent down to get the stuffed that dropped, being careful not to drop Abby. Surprisingly, he handed her one of the bags. "Thanks" she said but garnered no response from him. So she excused herself and walked back to the team.
As Puck walked into the building, ignoring who he had just bumped in to, he finally found Sarah and his mom.
"Take long enough!" he asked his mom.
"Don't be rude Noah" she said.
"Yeah, don't be rude." Sarah repeated which received a death glare from Puck.
"What took you so long?" he asked.
"Well, I was talking to Quinn and my granddaughter Abigail" Terri said as she walked passed Puck back out to the festivities.
"Mom" he said as he hurried up next to her, "What do you think you're doing?"
"I am not doing anything, Noah." She began, "I missed Quinn and now that I have a granddaughter, I am not going to miss out on seeing her."
"So you're just going to forget what Quinn did to me?" he asked as if his mother was picking someone over him.
"While I do not agree with Quinn not telling you and while I think you didn't really handle you're break up with her well either, you have to understand it is not Abigail's fault. Now that there is a child involved, you need to grow up and be that girl's father."
"I want to be there mom! But I can't even look at Quinn without wanting to yell or cry because of everything" he responded.
"You don't have to deal with Quinn to be a good dad, Noah" she explained, "but you should because I know how you feel about her!"
"Felt. How I felt about her." He corrected.
"No, how you feel." Terri corrected him. "When you told me you had a daughter you barely even mentioned that. You mostly yelled and cried about Quinn. There is obviously something still there."
"Whatever you say Ma" Puck replied dropping the topic and walking towards the football team.
"You will be involved Noah. Because I know you care about both of them and I know you are nothing like your father was" Terri called after him.
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