**I'm not really sure what I want to do with the story, so if you have any ideas, lmk!
Thanks for the reviews:):)
whitters23 and HappyAce88 – I'm not really sure if this will be a Fuinn fic. Originally, this wasn't going to be, but if a lot of people want it to be, I might make it into one.
Mr. Schuester sat in an armchair watching his glee club and thinking. Finn had a new girl in his life all right; Puck had no idea how close to the truth he was about where Finn was for the past week. Mr. Schuester couldn't even believe what Finn and Quinn had been dealing with for the past eight days, and by themselves! Being who he was, Mr. Schuester felt somewhat responsible for what his students were going through. If only he had called Finn, or gone to see him earlier in the week when he first wasn't coming to school. Maybe Mr. Schuester could have helped them in some way.
'What about the rest of the glee club?' Mr. Schuester thought, watching the teenagers lounge around Brittany's living room, happy and excited, each bearing a secret Santa gift. He heard someone say they couldn't wait to see Santana after all this time and wonder if she changed any. 'How are they gonna take the news? Maybe some of them deserve to know before the others?' Before Mr. Schuester could think another thought, though, Brittany came running in from the hallway.
"They're here!" Brittany shouted, grinning from ear to ear. "I saw the car!"
Everyone sighed and said, "Finally." or laughed in anticipation of seeing their three friends that they hadn't seen for the past week or more. Brittany turned around and started running back the way she came and the rest of the glee club followed.
"Wait, guys!" Mr. Schuester tried, to no avail. The kids were bursting out the door, but Mr. Schuester ran to the front and stopped them. "Wait! Just wait, okay?" At the confused looks he got, he took a deep breath and said, "Maybe we should just wait for them here."
Some of them rolled their eyes, but all of them stayed in front of the door. After five minutes, Mercedes complained, "What's taking them so long?"
"Yeah, seriously, Mr. Schue," Puck said, nonchalantly. "If Finn doesn't get his …"
Luckily, one car door opened, and out stepped a very worn looking Quinn Fabray.
"Come on, Finn, let's get out," Quinn told Finn gently, squeezing his hand. "Everyone is waiting at the door."
Finn shook his head. "I can' t have everyone watching me right now. Please, I can't, I just can't." He shook his head again when his voice cracked on the last word.
"Finn, come on. They're gonna head over here soon. Puck looks pissed. You know he's not very patient." Quinn tried to reason with Finn.
"Can you just tell them to wait for us inside?" Finn pleaded. "I … I don't want all of them to react outside where anyone can see them. I-I don't think it's a good idea to do this outside."
Quinn sighed and removed her hand from his. She opened the door just enough so that she could get out and closed the door again. She headed up the long walkway to Brittany's front door, where the entire glee club awaited.
"Quinn!" Brittany shouted, hurrying over and tackling the other blonde girl with a hug.
"Be careful, Brittany," Tina warned. "She just got her appendix out, remember?"
Brittany looked at Tina like she didn't understand what that meant, and she didn't, so she did what she did best when she didn't know what was going on – she apologized. "Sorry, Quinn, I just missed you so much!"
Quinn gave Brittany a sad smile and hugged her back. "It's okay, Brit." She nervously cleared her throat and looked over the glee club. They all looked at her expectantly.
Rachel huffed. "Why aren't they getting out of the car? This cold air isn't good for my vocal chords and if I don't …"
Puck cut her off. "So? Where's the school slut? Why aren't they getting out of the car?" He complained. Everyone turned to glare at Puck.
Sam, who had never met Santana, tried to break the tension. "Where's the girl who's coming back? I can't wait to meet her." He smiled a big smile with his big mouth.
Everyone started talking at once about … Quinn didn't even know what. "You guys," Quinn whispered. No one heard her.
"You guys!" Mr. Schuester shouted, a bit harshly. They looked at him startled. "Quinn's trying to say something."
Quinn's eyes watered and her breath shook. "Can you all go wait inside? Please?" No one moved.
"Are you okay?" Mike Chang asked.
"Let's all just get inside, okay?" Mr. Schuester said, and everyone did as they were told. Mr. Schuester went over and gave Quinn a hug. "Is Finn in the car?" Quinn nodded. "Are you guys sure you want to do this? I mean, it's only been a week, and I can do it for you two if you don't feel up to being here." Quinn shook her head.
"We need to do this, Mr. Schue," Quinn explained. "I can't tell you why, maybe it'll help Finn get over it faster, maybe it won't, but I just know it'll help somehow."
"Take your time," Mr. Schuester said, giving Quinn's shoulder a squeeze.
Kurt was confused. He could understand why Santana wouldn't want anyone reacting to her eight month pregnant belly, but why did Quinn look like she wanted to cry?
"Maybe she got into a bad car accident and they don't want us to see her and pass out outside or something." Puck said.
Mercedes looked at him and said, "If something happened to make Santana ugly, she would never come back to WMHS." Others nodded in agreement.
Mr. Schuester walked in. "Hey, guys, can you not talk right now?" Instead, everyone began whispering about why it was that Quinn might want them to be inside for when they saw Santana again. They were so absorbed in their soft talking that they didn't hear the front door squeak open or the soft footsteps padding down the hallway and through the front room.
Suddenly, there was Finn and Quinn and … and a baby?
