Right Now

Puck walked down the stairs freshly showered, ready to order take-out and curl up with Quinn watching a movie for the night. He approached the living room, seeing Quinn sitting on the sofa, their white home phone pressed to her ear. Puck sighed knowing that he couldn't order food, until Quinn got off the phone. So he collapsed in one of the other chairs in the living room, grabbing the remote from the coffee table he turned the TV on. Surprised to see that the Buckeyes were playing the Wolverines. Getting comfortable in the chair, he settled in to watch the remaining 10 minuets of the game.

"Puck!" Quinn scolded holding the phone to her chest. "Turn that off! Go upstairs and watch it!"

Puck pouted at his wife, but turned off the TV anyways. Being too lazy to walk upstairs to their room, and since there was only ten minuets left in the game anyways, Puck decided to stay downstairs. He sat in the chair, waiting for what seemed like hours for Quinn to finish talking to whoever was on the phone. Even though he had only been sitting in the chair for about five minuets anyways. Puck was just about to close his eyes to take a short nap, while Quinn finished her conversation, when he saw Quinn hang up the phone.

"Who was that?" Puck asked getting up out of his chair and plopping down next to his wife.

She ignored his question. "Guess what you get to do tonight?" She asked smiling wickedly.

"Oh God what do I have to do?" He asked groaning.

"Your my dear, get to call my parents and tell them that I'm pregnant." She exclaimed like it was the best idea she had ever had.

"What? No! You call them! They're your parents. And they actually like you. I'll call my mom." Puck cried.

"Nope." She shook her head. "I just talked to your mom and told her, so that means you get to tell my parents."

"That's not fair! You have two parents! I have one. My mom loves you. Seriously another unfair reason!"

"Well." Quinn said considering this. "My mom likes you. You can talk to her?" She offered.

"She doesn't like me." He argued crossing his arms over his chest.

Quinn sighed. "Yes she does. She likes you a lot. She likes you a hell of a lot more than my dad."

"He doesn't like my mohawk." Puck grumbled.

"Yeah, I know. But your still calling them." She told him. Grabbing the phone and dialing her parents number.

"Noooo!" Puck groaned. Inching away from Quinn, who now had the phone pressed to her ear, waiting for someone to answer.

Puck pouted and was now sitting on the armrest of the couch. Quinn smiled, and greeted her mother on the phone. "Hey Mom... Yeah were both great...How's Dad?... That's good...You know I think Noah wants to talk to you..."

Quinn held out the phone to her husband. Puck stared at it, but didn't move to take it.

"Puck, take the phone!" She hissed quietly.

No response.

"Puck!" She hissed a bit louder.

Nothing.

"Take the god-damn phone now or no more sex for you!" She told him shoving the phone up to his ear.

"Uh, Hi Mrs. Fabray." Puck said into the phone, walking out of the room, so Quinn didn't have to hear the conversation.

Quinn laid down on the couch, smiling to herself with pleasure. She had actually gotten Puck to talk to her mom.

About 45 minuets later Puck walked back into the living room, phone in hand. Quinn was lying on the couch mindlessly flipping through a magazine. "There" He said sitting down by her feet, hanging the phone up. "I did it."

"Really?" Quinn asked sitting up to look at him.

He nodded. "Yep. I even got to talk to your dad. Most awkward conversation ever. So now you owe me sex women." He told her smirking.

"Oh I bet that was fun. I guess your right I do owe you sex... But you owe me dinner and a movie. You promised." She told him, sitting on her knees so she was face-to-face with her husband.

He smiled "Your right. I did." He kissed her gently on the head and walked into the kitchen. "What's that baby of ours hungry for?" Puck called out to Quinn.

Quinn walked into the kitchen, wrapping her arms around his waist. "Our baby is hungry for just about everything. But I think they can settle for pizza and chinese?" Quinn asked hopefully.

"Sure babe" He said turning around to face her, stealing a kiss. "But this definitely mean sex tonight."

She smiled. "Of course, after our movie. I mean."

"Or during the movie."

"Or during the movie." She agreed.

"Or right now." Puck offered wrapping his around around her.

"No, I need food first." She argued kissing him.

"Fine."

"Fine."

"Hey Q?" Puck asked.

"Yeah?"

"I love you"

"I love you too Puck" She said kissing him.

"And I love our baby" He declared, looking into her eyes smiling, and placing one hand on her stomach.

"I love our baby too."

TBC

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