Quinn and Judy were just sitting down to dinner when Quinn's phone began to ring. She took a look at who the caller was and saw it was Sam. Deciding it was best to answer; Quinn looked up to her mother and used her eyes to plead. Judy was just about to object – she was very adamant that there one time together each day should not be interrupted by 'outsiders' – but before she could Quinn said; "I'll be really quick" and she accepted the call.

Once safely out of her mother's earshot she spoke to Sam on the other end of the line. "Sam. I have to be really quick because… well my mom,"

"Okay," he began and Quinn could hear the seriousness in his tone. She didn't like it when he was like this. This wasn't Sam. Sam was goofy and hilarious and made a joke out of anything but at the moment he was always serious. And Quinn did know that it was pretty much all her fault for having all these complications that just get dumped on people when they get to know her but she couldn't help wishing everything was like it used to be with Sam.

"Look Quinn. I'm sorry. I'm sorry for when I got pissed at you and… for when I punched Puck and when I said all those stupid things. It was wrong and I just want things to get back to normal with us." Sam paused, expectantly waiting for a response. Quinn knew she should feel relieved at the chance to go back to before but something settled in the depths of her stomach told her it just wasn't going to be the same.

But she went with her head, not her heart. "I'm sorry too, Sam. I… shouldn't have got angry and I should have told you about Beth in the first place. I never meant to hurt you"

"I know, I know. It's fine, Quinn. I understand now just please… please say we can go back to how we were." He paused, "and I love you, Quinn"

Quinn sighed and let the words slip off her lips. "I love you too" she replied, feeling the guilt in her words.

"Bye." She could almost hear the smile on his face.

"Bye..." she whispered before hanging up the phone. Quinn had just lied to her boyfriend. She did not feel right about getting back with him and she knew that her words about loving him were empty. But how could she have said anything else? She still cared about him. Quinn stood staring sombrely into space when she heard her mother call from the dining room.

"Quinnie!" So Quinn turned around and prepared herself to wear a façade that said; everything is fine. I'm happy. Isn't that what she'd been pretending for over a year now? Maybe everything could go back to normal. She sat down across from her mother with thoughts clouding her mind about a big mistake she possibly just made and began to eat her casserole.


Quinn hadn't told anybody that she'd made up her mind about Beth but she was about to. She and Rachel were walking to glee rehearsal together next day and Quinn was listening to her babble away about what her Dads had made her do last night or something like that. The blonde really was trying to be an active part in the conversation but she couldn't stop her mind from planning out what she was going to say to a certain someone within the next few minutes. That is, though, if a certain someone else wasn't present.

To Quinn's upmost relief, Sam wasn't in glee club when they arrived but Puck was. He was in some sort of day dream whilst sat on a stool and strumming on a guitar and Quinn couldn't help noticing how good he looked. She squeezed her eyes shut and shook her head; an attempt to get thoughts about Puck out of her head. "Puck!" she said before she could get distracted again. Her looked up at her and smiled that beautiful and dopey smile she did not realise she loved that much until now. She had to stop herself getting distracted again.

"I need to talk to you," she said, closer to him now. He nodded, stood up, stood the guitar on a stand, held Quinn's shoulders, spun her around, gently sat her on the stool, bent down so he was just about eye level with her, put his hands on her knees and said, "go ahead."

Quinn smiled at him. And she carried on smiling as she said what she did because she knew it was right to tell him and she knew he would be supportive. "I'm keeping her. We're… we're getting our baby back." She said, grinning, and she put her arms out with her palms facing upwards.

"Really?" he questioned. Quinn nodded with the sides of her mouth upturned and she watched as Puck's face went from an expression of disbelieve then to happiness and excitement. He had on his face one of the biggest smiles she had ever seen him wear. "Really?" he repeated.

"Yes!"

Puck practically leapt up onto his feet and pulled her into a hug. "I'm so happy, Quinn. Thank you." He whispered into her ear as he wrapped his arms more tightly around her.

Unable and not wanting to wipe the smile of her face, Quinn whispered back. "Me too."

"She's coming home. Beth's coming home" Quinn could hear the pride in his voice and she felt so full of joy to be sharing this with him. Over his shoulder, she could see the other glee clubbers messing around on the other side of the choir room whilst waiting for Mr Schue to arrive. They all looked as though they were having a good time and, for once, Quinn didn't feel like the one who was feeling down. She was happy; truly happy.