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Chapter Ten

Quinn was lying on the couch, reading her summer reading book when her mom walked in with groceries in her hand.

"Quinnie, can you help me with the groceries?" her mom asked.

Quinn sighed as she marked her place in her book and walked into the kitchen to help her mom. She grabbed the bag of grapes and put them into the fridge.

"I was thinking," Judy started as she put some cans in the pantry, "that I could watch Beth tonight and let you and Puck go out on a date. You both haven't really been out together since Beth was born and I would love to spend a night with my granddaughter."

"I don't know…" Quinn said hesitantly and both her and her mom knew why.

"Listen, Quinnie, I haven't had anything to drink today and l will make sure to stay clean for the rest of the day," Judy promised. "We need to have a test-run of how school will work anyway. It's only three weeks away."

Quinn thought about it for a couple minutes. She hadn't left Beth alone with her mom yet, and since the plan was for her mom to watch Beth during school, maybe it would be a good idea to have a test-run.

Her mom wasn't lying; she hadn't been drinking yet. Quinn hadn't smelt it on her breath, and she was good at detecting it by now.

"Okay," she said, finally giving in. "Puck and I will go to dinner tonight and let you watch Beth for a couple hours. But if you so much as touch a bottle of alcohol you will never watch her again," she warned. When did I become the mature one? Quinn thought. Who knew one day I would be the one threatening my mom to behave?

"Thanks Quinn," Judy smiled.

Quinn nodded as she left the kitchen and went back to read her book.

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"How does mommy look?" Quinn asked Beth as she twirled around in her dress. She looked down at the baby in her swing, and Beth smiled up wide at her. "You look wonderful, mommy. Prettiest lady I've ever seen," Quinn said, pretending it was Beth. She giggled to herself before walking over to her full-length mirror and making sure she looked acceptable.

It felt so good to be in her baby doll dresses again. She hadn't left the house much this summer so until now there was really no need. But now she was going to go on her first date with Puck since Beth was born.

She took extra care of her appearance today. She knew Puck didn't mind how fancy she looked- he had seen her give birth for goodness sakes- but she wanted to look good for him because she hadn't in a long time.

She ran her fingers through her straight blonde hair, and touched-up her mascara before deciding she looked date ready. "You better not throw up on mommy," Quinn said as she walked over to Beth's swing and picked her up.

While she was waiting for Puck to pick her up, she went over Beth's routine with her mom for the thousandth time. It's not like her mom didn't know Beth's routine already-she did live with them- but Quinn just couldn't be too sure when it came to her mom. She still doesn't trust her; her mom and she both know that, and they've been trying to work through it. Tonight will be a major test to see how far they've come.

Finally there was a knock on the door. Quinn went to open it and greeted Puck with a chaste kiss on the lips. "So where are you taking me on our date?" asked Quinn.

"You'll see," Puck said, giving her a wink. She giggled a bit before both parents said good-bye to Beth and walked to Puck's truck.

As Puck drove he had one hand on the wheel and the other laced through Quinn's fingers. She smiled at the contact, wondering where in the world Puck was taking her. He didn't stop until they were at a small park a couple miles from Quinn's house. She lifted her eyebrows at him in confusion.

"I thought we could finally have our picnic," he said simply. Sometimes Quinn forgets how romantic he can be, but he always reminds her with something as adorable as this.

He got out and opened her car door, helping her down from the truck. Then he went to the back and took out a blanket and a picnic basket. He spread the blanket out for them before Quinn sat down and watched him get the food ready.

"I didn't get to make it myself because I had work today," he explained. "But Sarah wanted me to tell you she helped my mom make it."

"Tell her I said thanks," Quinn smiled.

Puck pulled out two grilled chicken sandwiches, some macaroni, broccoli, and some rolls, along with chocolate chip cookies for desert.

As the two of them ate they talked, laughed, and flirted just like they were two teenagers without a worry in the world, not two teenagers who had a baby and a mess of worries surrounding them.

After dinner and desert Quinn leaned in and kissed him full-on on the lips. He gently cupped her face and pulled her in closer as his tongue slid into her mouth. He lay down so that Quinn was on top of him. Quinn felt so reckless and care-free as the two of them continued to make-out for at least another hour. She even let him touch her breasts a few times (a lot farther than they've gone in a while). Before Quinn knew it, she looked at her phone and it was ten o'clock.

"We should probably get going," she suggested. "I didn't wanna leave Beth with my mom for too long."

"Good idea," he agreed. Quinn threw the trash away and packed up the basket as Puck folded the blanket and put everything back into the trunk of this truck.

They drove back to Quinn's house, their faces filled with large smiles; having that alone time was just what they needed. When they arrived they walked up to the house. Quinn got out her key and unlocked the door. They walked in and anger began to pump through Quinn's veins when she saw her mom passed out on the living room couch, a bottle of vodka at her side.

"Mom, what the hell is this!" Quinn yelled as she walked over to the couch and violently shook her mother to wake her up. Her mom's eyes opened and she sat straight up.

"Oh, Quinnie, you're…home," Judy said relieved, her words slurring.

"You're fucking drunk!" Quinn yelled. "Where's Beth?"

"Don't worry, Quinn, she's upsturs sleepin," Judy reassured her.

"Go check on her please, Puck," Quinn asked her boyfriend, taking deep breaths as she tried not to lose her cool. Puck, who was awkwardly standing by the door, nodded, happy to have something to do, and disappeared up the stairs.

"You promised you wouldn't get drunk, mom!" Quinn's voice was at a yell now, and she couldn't even try to be quiet, even if she knew Beth was asleep upstairs.

"I waited until she was asleep," Judy said, not understanding what the big deal was.

"What if she had woken up?" Quinn questioned. "There's no way you could have even held her in your condition."

"She was just crying, so much," Judy said. "It gave me a headache. This…this makes me feel better."

"Well I hope it was worth it," Quinn said with tears in her eyes, "Because you will never be alone with my daughter again."

"Quinnie…" Judy started, but Quinn held up her hand to stop her mom.

"I don't want your excuses anymore." Quinn turned and started heading for the stairs, but turned around one more time to face her confused and drunk mother. "It's sad, you know, when the child is more responsible than the parent." And with that she turned around and headed up the stairs. She walked down the hall and opened the door to Beth's room. Puck was sitting in the rocking chair, rocking quietly so he wouldn't wake up Beth. Quinn smiled at him and motioned for him to follow her. He quietly got up from the rocking chair and joined her in the hall.

"You okay?" he asked. Before Quinn knew it her eyes were welling up with tears. She shook her head no as it fell into his chest. Puck hated when girls cried because he never knew what to do. Even with months of practice with Quinn crying he still didn't quite know what to do except awkwardly rub her back.

"Let's go in your room so we don't wake the baby," he suggested. Quinn nodded and followed him across the hall to her room.

"She ruins everything!" Quinn yelled after Puck had shut the door. "What are we supposed to do with Beth while we're at school now?"

"We'll figure something out," Puck assured her. "There's got to be plenty of people who are willing to watch her during the day."

Quinn nodded and began pacing back and forth around the room while Puck sat on the bed and watched, puzzled as to what he should do.

"I need to get Beth out of this house," Quinn finally said after a bit of pacing. "I don't want her growing up in the same type of toxic, alcoholic environment that I did." Quinn didn't know what she was thinking when she trusted her mom with her daughter, thinking she had actually changed. Her mom, and her dad, too, had been secret alcoholics for as long as Quinn could remember. How could she have expected her mom to act differently?

"I almost have enough for an apartment, Quinn," Puck said. "You're just going to have to hang on for another month or two, and then we can live together and you won't have to worry about your mom anymore."

Quinn stopped her pacing right in front of Puck. "I don't know what I'd do without you. Thank you."

"Don't thank me. I'm not a deadbeat, I provide for my family. It's what I want to do."

"You're right, babe. You're not a deadbeat; you're the best daddy in the whole world. Beth's the lucky one in our family; she gets to have a good dad that loves and cares for her and will never abandon her."

"You got that right. Number wah dad right here."

This made Quinn giggle. She leaned in and kissed him on the lips. "You always know what to say to make me feel better."

He took her hands and intertwined their fingers. "It's what I'm here for. I love you, Quinn Fabray."

"I love you, too, Noah Puckerman."

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