A/N: Good afternoon, my favorite humans! So you've probably realized that I haven't really had an updating schedule, and that I've kind of been updating whenever I feel like it, but I'm thinking that Fridays are gonna be a Glee days because I've got that day off university, and then the weekends will be for my other stories, sound good? Cool, onto the chapter!

Chapter 10:

Quinn and Puck arrived from Breadstix a few hours later, putting Beth down before the little girl ran to Franny's room and began to play with her toys.

"I have to ask you something," Quinn said into the silence, the guilt from her talk with Rachel writhing in her stomach, and Puck looked over at her,

"Sure babe," he said, making his way over to sit on the couch as she did the same "what is it?"

"What you said to Beth when we told her she was adopted, that you wanted to be her dad, you meant that, right?"

"You know the answer to that," Puck answered tonelessly, avoiding her eye.

"But I kept you from that, right?" Quinn pressed.

"What are you doing right now?" Puck asked shortly, finally facing her.

"I have to know-"

"You already know!" he exclaimed, standing "You're just looking for a way to make yourself seem like the victim!"

"How-"

"Stop it, Quinn!" Puck snapped "You know I felt crap after we gave her up, why are you bringing this back up again?"

"You cried," Quinn said, unable to stop her words as she watched the way his face contorted with hurt and anger "I made you cry,"

"Yeah, you did!" he yelled "You made me feel like absolute shit when you said we were giving her up, you're the one who made me cry for the first time since my dad left! You're the one who should be feeling guilty for this whole damn mess we're in, OK? Is that what you wanted to hear? Do you feel better now, Quinn? Because I sure don't!"

"Stop!" Quinn raised her voice to match his, getting up to glare at him "You think I don't feel bad enough about this? About the fact that today was the first time either of us have actually been happy since Beth was born? Because I do! So do you, I know you do, so we need to fix this!"

"This is your method of fixing things?!" Puck demanded "Making me feel like shit for being upset that I lost her, and faking all this guilt to make me seem like the bad guy, just so you can feel like you did something?!"

"I'm not faking!" Quinn yelled back "You think I can fake this? I need us to get through this without fighting, because god knows there's a lot we need to get through!" there was silence as the two panted heavily, and Puck let out a frustrated, exhausted sigh as he met her eyes,

"Not now, OK?" he said tiredly "Just- I'm gonna stay with my mom tonight," and with that, he left, and Quinn stood motionless, shaking slightly with what she thought was rage, until she felt the hot sting of tears in her eyes.

Quinn lay curled in her bed that night, unable to sleep, unable to stop her brain from going around in circles; Puck was mad at her for giving Beth up, he was mad at her for pushing the blame onto him through her guilt, and she was mad at Puck for... that was something that Quinn's restless brain just couldn't work out; everything was finally going well for them, and then things had to go and get screwed up... when it came down to it, Quinn realized as she choked out a quiet sob, she was mad at Puck because she had caused him to yell at her... suddenly, she felt the bed compress with the weight of another person, heard the blankets flutter slightly and felt a hand gently touch her shoulder, and she froze.

"It's me," a gentle voice told her, and she rolled over to meet hazel eyes, glistening with tears that had fallen.

"Puck," Quinn breathed out "I'm so-"

"No, don't apologize," Puck said, sitting up as Quinn did the same "you were right, we do need to fix this; it still kills me every day, Quinn." he said earnestly.

"But, we got her back-" she interrupted, confused.

"Not Beth," he answered "you; what this did to us still hurts, and every time I see you, I think of what we did, and I guess I thought pushing it away would help, but it didn't. It freaking hurt."

"I know," Quinn said gently "it hurts me every day too; we weren't dating or anything, but I really cared about you back then, and now, I- I love you," Puck rubbed the back of his neck awkwardly, mumbling that he loved Quinn too "but now there's just this thing between us, this guilt that neither of us ever talk about,"

"We need to," Puck mumbled, and Quinn nodded, blinking at tears "OK first, no crying," Quinn let a small smile grace her lips,

"I won't if you won't," she said, reaching out her hand for Puck to shake, and he did, "Look," she began as Puck turned on the bedside lamp "I'm sorry for what giving Beth up did to you, but you know now that it was what's best for her, right?" Puck nodded "It hurt me too," Quinn continued "not as much as it hurt you, but losing her did hurt; I just knew I had to get past it, focus on something else, because I knew I couldn't change what had happened," Puck let out a little chuckle,

"You always focused on the future," he said affectionately.

"Yeah," Quinn smiled "but the summer before senior year, when I saw you that day-" she needn't say anymore, neither of them ever wanted to bring up the memory of that day "it all just came back to me, and I- I couldn't take it," she stopped, and he put a gentle hand on her leg "I'm sorry,"

"I know-"

"No, I shouldn't have ever made you feel guilty about wanting to keep her, she is our daughter,"

"I shouldn't have made you feel bad for giving her up," Puck put in "I knew you were right, you always are," Quinn blushed, giving a small smile "but I couldn't shake the crappy feeling I had inside, and every time I saw you I remembered those fights... until I saw her with Shelby; right when you realized you needed her back, I realized we needed to let her go," Quinn let out a breathy chuckle,

"We never really worked the way we should've," she said, but Puck dismissed her,

"But we did," he pressed "we worked because we loved - love - each other even though there's this whole mess of crap and history between us,"

"And we're gonna keep working, right?" Quinn asked.

"Even more so," Puck told her, taking her hand "because there's no more crap between us, right? Everything's forgiven and forgotten?"

"Right," Quinn smiled at his word choice "no more crap,"

"I love you," Puck said as he pulled her into his arms "crap or no crap," and with that he met her lips in a gentle but passionate kiss. He was right, Quinn thought as the two broke apart and he wrapped his arms protectively around her as the two lay down in bed; they weren't supposed to work, president of the celibacy club and the bad boy sex shark, but they did, they worked enough to finally be parents to the daughter they'd always wanted but could never have, and now, things were finally falling into place for them.

A/N: So there you go, I hope you like this chapter; I got such lovely reviews on the last one, but I'm not sure this ones as good...

I also could do with your help guys: I've written this whole story out and given it an ending I really love, but I was just re-reading it and I was so proud of my ideas, and I loved writing Beth and Quick that I really would love to keep writing!

Now, the thing is, I could keep writing and add the other characters in and see where their lives go a little bit, but keep focusing on Quinn and Puck as parents, but I worry that I won't reach a nice little happy ending like I had when I finished writing the story. So it's up to you guys, should I keep writing after my end chapter, or leave it, and maybe write new stories in the same universe?

I'll ask again on the last chapter, but for now what do you think?

Thanks again for all your reviews so far, and I'll see you soon!