A/N: Here is chapter 10! Just so you know this will NOT be the last chapter! I still have a few more for this story in the works, and if you guys could maybe answer a question for me. I was thinking of doing a sequel to this story as a series of one shots of their life with Aubrey as she grows up. Anyone think it's a good idea? Anyway there is a lot of sweetness in this chapter, so for those who like sweetness, yay! Oh and Glee comes back on tomorrow! Us gleeks can rejoice! Please read, review, and enjoy!

Disclaimer: I don't own anything but original characters. Glee is not my property.

Once they got Quinn into a room, she was almost immediately put into a bed and a hospital gown, well immediately meaning right after the floor was cleaned up after her water broke as soon as she got out of the chair. The contractions were coming closer and closer together it seemed by the second and all Artie could do was stroke her hair and hold her hand as she tried to get through it.

"When-do-I-get-drugs?" she panted out.

Artie tried to look like he wasn't at a loss of what to say, luckily the nurse walked by to check her monitor just in time.

"Excuse me? When do you think she'll be able to get an epidural?" he asked her, with a little bit of desperation in his voice.

"Well last time we checked her about ten minutes ago she was at two and a half centimeters, and we can't allow epidurals until about four, four and a half centimeters so we'll check you again in about an hour and see what kind of progress you're making and then maybe we can talk about that epidural." she said smiling sweetly.

Quinn wanted to punch her. She didn't want to see her sweet, nice, not in pain smile right now. It didn't seem fair.

"I don't want to wait an hour or longer! I can't wait an hour or longer!" she cried out.

"I'm sorry, but it'll be okay. You can get through this, I know you can." he said sympathetically as he took a cold wash cloth from the table next to them and used it to wipe the sweat back from her hairline.

"No I can't! I can't, Artie I can't! Not just this, but all of it. How can we even be parents? We haven't even finished sophomore year! This just hurts, so bad, and I'm so scared and-"

"Quinn!" He he said raising his voice to get her attention. "Hey, don't talk like that, okay? Don't talk like that. I know you're in a lot of pain and I'm so sorry I can't do anything to make it better right now, but don't psych yourself out like that. You can do this, we can do this. Alright? We can. Do you want to know a secret?"

"What?" She choked out.

"I'm scared too. I'm really, really scared. Hell, I'm terrified. I'm terrified of what kind of father I'm going to be, I'm terrified that I'm not going to be good enough for her. But we just can't dwell on those fears anymore because this is actually happening, she's on her way, she's coming. And even though this is the scariest experience of my life, maybe in a way it's also the biggest blessing in disguise too? Mr. Converse pulling our names out of that hat was the best thing that ever happened to me. Obviously not because it ended up in me getting you pregnant but because it lead me to you."

Quinn felt her eyes well up but not just because of the pain of the contractions, because of the words that had just come out of his mouth.

"I can't believe I ever thought choosing Finn over you was a good idea." she managed to breathe out as she was hit with another contraction. Artie held her hand through it.

After it was over he let out a small laugh. "Well, what can I say? I really don't fit the mold of typical high school baby daddy do I?"

Quinn let out a brief smile. "No you don't, you fit what the mold should be. Well not that there should exactly be a mold for that but, it should be just like you. Do me a favor?" she breathed out.

"Anything."

"Don't think you won't be enough like you said. You're going to be the best dad. You'll adore her, you already do. She's going to adore you, she really, really will. You, you're going to be the kind of dad who is going to let her play dress up with you, and who she'll go to to protect her from monsters when she has a bad dream, and who will sing to her as she falls asleep," Quinn continued with her voice breaking with more tears but this time she wasn't the only one who was crying, Artie was too. As he listened to her talk about what he would do for his daughter and how much she believed in him, he couldn't help it. "And you're going to be her entire world." she finished.

Artie sniffed back some of the tears that were in his eyes and leaned over and kissed Quinn.

"I'm not going to let you down, or her down. I promise."

An hour an half later Quinn was finally dilated enough to get an epidural. After a while it did help some of the pain go numb, but she still overall just felt uncomfortable, and was ready to just get this baby out.

For most of the time Artie's mom had been in the lobby. Quinn wasn't sure if it was just that she wanted to give her and Artie there time alone together for this, or if she was still trying to make phone calls. Around twenty minutes after her epidural had been given, she walked through the door.

"Hey you two." she said with a cheery smile. Quinn thought it was amazing that she was even capable of giving a smile so cheery at five in the morning.

"Hey." Quinn said softly in a daze, the epidural was making her a little out of it.

"Did someone get you some medicine for the pain?" she asked, her and Artie both gave some nods.

"The nurse said you're water broke awhile ago, how many centimeters are you?"

"They said around 5 and a half." Artie replied for her.

Lilly got an excited look on her face, "You're getting there." she told her with some excitement.

Quinn let out a little simple nod. "Lilly?"

"Yeah, honey?"

"Did you talk to my family?" she asked a little scared of what she would say. She knew that the chances of her parents forgiving her was slim but she just needed to know.

Lilly took a deep breathe, "I talked to your sister. Her and her husband are going to drive over here when they got off of work and should get in a little after dinner time. I, I um talked to your father. He sounded very tired, but he didn't seem too thrilled about anything. I'm sorry Quinn." She let out with a sad smile.

Quinn swallowed the lump in her throat. "No, don't be. I mean who knows maybe something will change at some point if not, my baby has a good set of grandparents right here."

Lilly smiled. "Yes she will, who love her already very much. Um, do you guys have a name picked out yet? We haven't really talked about it."

Artie and Quinn exchanged a smile. "Well her first name is going to be Aubrey. You know after that Bread song?" Artie told his mom.

"Oh right! I love that song, and that's a beautiful name."

"Well, you see we already have a middle name picked out as well." Artie added.

"What?" his mom asked.

"Lilly." Quinn said softly.

The look on Artie's mom's face was priceless. It made Quinn so happy with the decision that she made.

"Are you serious?" she asked her eyes getting misty.

"Yes. As you can see, my family isn't really here for me. You were. You took me in when I needed a place to stay and I know it wasn't just because your son got me pregnant, but because you knew it was the right thing to do. Because of you and your husband, are baby is actually going to have a home and a family, and I just had to thank you."

With that Lilly went over to Quinn and hugged her. "I'm honored to have you and that baby be part of our family. No matter what the timing may be, no matter what could've been done differently, I'm so happy that you are the one who is having my grandchild. You've been so good for my son, thank you. Just thank you." she whispered into her ear.

Around three hours later everything started moving faster. Quinn had made it up to ten centimeters so it was time to start pushing. The whole experience seemed to be a mess. The epidural and almost all but worn off, and Quinn was having some serious difficulties. She was tired, she was in pain, and she was even nauseous, she just wanted the entire thing to be over.

Looking over at her of all the pain and agony she was in, Artie felt terrible. He couldn't imagine how much pain she was in right now, but he also underneath that sadness and guilt, felt serious excitement. Their baby was almost here. With Artie holding her hand up near her forehead and Lilly and a nurse holding her legs up as the doctor instructed her to push.

"I can't do this anymore!" she cried out.

"Yes you can, you're almost there! She's almost here!" Artie told her trying to giver her the strength by hearing something exciting.

"Artie, I can't. This is too hard I have no energy left."

"Quinn, you are beginning to start crowning. If you push really hard on this next contraction, we could have a baby in the next few minutes here." Her doctor told her.

"Come on Quinn, you can do it. Just one more push. Do it for her, do it, do it for our family." Artie told her and with that Quinn gave that last push her all. Until a few minutes later a cry entered the room.

Quinn lay back on her pillow and sobs as she heard that cry, it was the most amazing sound she had ever heard.

Artie also couldn't control his sobs as he heard that cry, as he pressed his lips to Quinn's forehead. He looked at his daughter as they were cleaning her off. She was perfect, she was absolutely perfect. He knew right there and then that no matter how young he was and no matter what this crazy, messed up world had in store for their family, that he would do anything, brave anything for that little girl.

"Is she okay? Is she okay?" Quinn asked as she laid back trying to catch her breathe.

"She's perfect, Quinn. She's so beautiful." he said through his tears.

Soon the nurse came back with a little pink bundle and handed her to Quinn.

She was absolutely angelic, and she could already tell the resemblance between her and her daddy. There was some of her mixed in there as well but mainly, a cute little girl baby version of Artie. And Quinn wouldn't have had it any other way.

"Hi, I'm your Mommy, hi." she whispered softly as she held the little girl in her arms, stroking her cheek.

"Here, you should hold her." Quinn said after a few minutes to Artie.

Artie looked nervous as Quinn passed her over to him, so he tried to control his shaking.

"Hi, baby. Hi. I'm your Daddy, I'm your Daddy. You see me and your mom here, we love you. We love you so much, Aubrey."