A/N: This chapter will be rated "M". It's got pretty heavy stuff going on. Suggestions of child rape...proceed carefully. Don't hate me.


The school day was finally over and Quinn was thrilled. She had spent all of glee, and most of her after classes, bouncing in her chair. The glee kids knew she was excited to see Beth. And they could pretty much always tell when Quinn had been away from the little girl for longer than the school. Not just because of who her father is either.

"Give Beth kisses from us," Sam laughed as Quinn popped off her chair at the end of glee.

"I will," Quinn replied as she waved and dashed out the door. She told her mom she would get Beth after school so Judy wouldn't have to rush out of her meeting to be on time getting her.


It took ten minutes for Quinn to reach the preschool. She put her car in park before she turned it off and jumped out. She almost broke into a full out sprint for the door she was so excited, but Quinn held herself together. Yes, picking her daughter up from preschool was a fairly regular thing for Quinn. Even the Monday after her weekends with Puck. Today was different though. Quinn had something important to share with the little. And she was beyond excited.

"Hi, Mrs. Jackson," Quinn greeted the daycare director as she walked through the door.

"Hi, Quinn," Mrs. Jackson replied warmly.

"How was Beth this afternoon?"

Mrs. Jackson hesitated to answer for a fraction of a second. Quinn felt her heart skip a beat. She hated when people did that. Especially when it involved her daughter.

"What happened?" Quinn asked nervously.

"She hasn't been sharing well. Or keeping her hands to herself. All afternoon I've heart Nina and Simone correcting her for both. I think they even put her in the corner," Mrs. Jackson explained.

Quinn dropped her head in embarrassment. She had been working on sharing at home with Beth. And now it appeared she was going to have to address hitting as well.

"I'll talk to her at home. Thanks for the head's up, Mrs. Jackson," Quinn said before she walked to Beth's class.

Quinn was just a few steps away when she heard, "Beth, don't hit Logan. We need to be nice to our friends. Keep your hands to yourself." She groaned as she stepped in the doorway to make her presence known.

"Hi Nina," she said to the redheaded teacher closest to the door.

"Hi Quinn," Nina replied.

"I hear a certain young lady isn't sharing today? Or keeping her hands to herself?"

"Yeah. It tends to come with age but it seems so, out of character for Beth. You know?"

"Yeah, I know. I'll ask Puck if anything happened this weekend."

"We can usually tell with most kids in split families who they're with when based on behaviors. Beth not really. She tends to behave the same way no matter what."

Just then Beth walked over with a dark haired woman - Simone.

"Hi Mommy!" Beth squealed excitedly.

"Hi sweetheart," Quinn replied, "Did you tell Logan you're sorry for hitting him?"

Beth stared at Quinn blankly. Quinn looked up at Simone who nodded.

"Any art projects today?" Quinn asked.

"YES!" Beth replied enthusiastically.

"Mommy can't have it yet though, Beth. Remember? It's a what?" Nina asked the little girl.

"It's a 'aprise, Mommy," Beth explained.

"Oooh, Mommy loves surprises. Especially from you," Quinn said with a smile as she tapped Beth's nose.

Simone said her goodbyes to Quinn and Beth before she turned her attention to the other children still in the classroom.

"Bye, Nina. Bye, Simone," Quinn said as she flicked her wrist, "Say goodbye to your teachers, Bethie."

"Bye 'Iss 'Ina. Bye 'Iss 'Mone," Beth said sweetly.

"Bye girls," Nina said as she waved.

Quinn grabbed Beth's backpack and sweatshirt from her cubby. She threw the backpack on her shoulder and put the sweatshirt on Beth before lifting her off the ground and they walked out of the building.


As soon as Beth was buckled in her car seat, Quinn shut the door and got in the driver seat. Call me after Beth goes to bed. As soon as her text to Puck went through, Quinn tucked her phone away in her purse and started the car. She had decided that today they would go feed some ducks. As she drove toward the pond, Quinn smiled at Beth who was babbling to herself. Beth smiled happily when they reached the pond. She loved feeding the ducks. They did that for about twenty minutes before Beth started getting whiny and Quinn declared it time to say goodbye to the ducks for the day.

"Bye, duckies!" Beth called to them as they waddled back into the pond.


When Quinn pulled up to the house fifteen minutes later, she was surprised to find a cop car sitting across their driveway, essentially denying her access. She grumbled as she pulled behind the cop car. She had no idea if her mom was home and if she was, what happened that there were cops? If she were alone, Quinn would have raced to the door but obviously she couldn't leave Beth behind. She nervously reached for her phone. Panic rose in her throat when she saw multiple missed calls from her mom, Frannie and Michael, her brother-in-law. There was a text from Judy too: Come home asap. No "I love you" or any other pleasantries that were standard Judy Fabray "text speak". Quinn was beginning to shake the longer she sat in the car. She was convinced that something happened to her father (not that she would be upset if it had) or something happened at the Puckermans' over the weekend.

"Come on, baby girl, let's go see Gramme," Quinn said to Beth trying her best to stay calm.

She held Beth tightly to her chest as she sprinted across the lawn. Needing to catch her breath, Quinn stopped before opening the door, but only for a second.

"Quinnie!" Judy called out when she heard the front door close, "Quinn? Is that you?"

"Yeah, it's me," Quinn answered, "And Beth."

Quinn walked into the kitchen, still holding Beth pretty tightly, to find her mother at the table with two uniform cops. They nodded at her and she smiled faintly in return.

"Let's take Beth upstairs, honey," Judy suggested as she rose from her seat across from the cops.

"Okay," Quinn agreed easily.

"Excuse us, officers."

The two men nodded as the three of them disappeared from the kitchen and made their way up the stairs. Quinn kissed Beth before placing her in her crib. She thankfully didn't object. They were supposed to watch a movie together but Quinn was sure that was out of the question for now. Judy reached over the railing and smoothed Beth's hair.


"Mom, what's going on?" Quinn demanded as they walked back down the stairs.

"Did Noah mention anything about the weekend?" Judy countered.

"No. Why? Oh my God! Did something happen to Beth and he didn't tell me?!"

Quinn was enraged instantly. She and Puck had always been good about communicating with each other. Especially where Beth was concerned.


"Miss Fabray," Ofc. Petrowski spoke up a minute later.

Quinn looked at him blankly. Waiting for him to continue.

"Was your daughter, Beth Puckerman, in the home of Rose, Noah and Sarah Puckerman Saturday evening?" he asked.

"Yes," Quinn replied.

"Were you aware of a break in at their residence Saturday evening?"

"No, sir."

Quinn's stomach tied itself in a knot. She reached for Judy's hand and held it the way Beth holds her hands. Judy gave her hand a gentle.

"So you weren't aware then that multiple attacks occurred either?" Ofc. Petrowski questioned.

The only thing Quinn could force herself to do in response was shake her head. If either of them had more questions, Quinn wasn't sure she could bear to hear them.

"Please, tell me you don't think my daughter was attacked. I'd like to believe her father would have told me if she were," Quinn pleaded tearfully.

"He may not have known when you last saw each other," Ofc. Petrowski explained calmly, "We received a call just an hour ago. From Ruth Puckerman."

All of the color left Quinn's face in that moment.

"Excuse me," she said upon standing and walking out the front door. She took her phone from her back pocket and called Puck.


"Hey. I thought I was supposed to call you. When Beth's in bed," Puck said when he answered his phone. Not two minutes later.

"I know. But I need to talk to you now," Quinn answered.

"What's going on?"

"There are two cops in my kitchen, telling me there was a break in and multiple assaults at your house on Saturday. They seem to think Beth was attacked. Did you know about this?"

"Not until I got home today. Ma told me what she knew. I helped her report it to the cops. Sarah's a mess. I'm sorry I didn't let you know."

"How did you not know until now?"

"Beth took a really late nap Saturday. It was my turn to get dinner, Ma was on her way from work. Sarah offered to go instead but I insisted. She stayed to keep watch over Beth while she napped. It must have happened between when I left and Ma got home."

"Was Beth attacked? Did your mom say?"

"She couldn't for sure. But she thinks so, based on Sarah's behaviors."

Quinn felt hot tears prick the back of her eyes. Her throat was tight with emotion as well.

"I have to go."

"I'm so sorry I didn't protect our daughter, Quinn," Puck choked out.

"I know."

Neither of them said another word before the call was over. Quinn wiped the tears from her eyes and face before heading back into the house. She needed to know what to do next for Beth.


"What do I do now, Ofc. Petrowski?" she asked upon reentering the kitchen.

"Get Beth checked out at the hospital. Have them run a rape kit," he answered solemnly.

"She's not even two!" Judy cried.

"Mom, I have to do this. I need to know if someone hurt my baby," Quinn said matter of factly.

Judy could only nod. As sick as the thought made everyone in the room, they all knew Quinn was right.

"We could escort you to the hospital now. If you'd like?" Ofc. Dalton offered.

"Yes, thank you," Quinn said, "Let me go get Beth."