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A/N: Sexual Health Class. Exhibit A, Beth Puckerman.

Quinn, Puck and Beth arrived at school early on Friday morning, they wanted to make sure that they were all set up in the classroom with Ms McGann before the other students arrived. Puck had brought the original copy of the birth video with them too because Ms McGann had asked if they would show it in its full and graphic glory, to the seniors. Puck had reviewed the footage in minute detail and had come to the conclusion that there wasn't anything in it that would embarrass either of them, except maybe some of the names that Quinn had called him right at the very end just before speaking became too much. Ruth hadn't gone for any 'end of the bed' shots, thankfully, it was all shot from Quinn's shoulder pointing downwards and her blue hospital gown covered everything except her bare legs. Both Quinn and Puck were satisfied that no one would be able to see any more of her body than they would if she had her Cheerios uniform on. What was most graphic about the whole thing was the sound. That in itself would hopefully make some people think twice.

Ms McGann was waiting for them in the classroom. Puck pushed Beth in her stroller, everything they could possibly need for the day was with them. Beth looked immensely cute in her pink and white 'my daddy kisses my mommy (I think he likes her)' t-shirt and pink leggings. Ms McGann melted when she saw little Miss Puckerman smiling to herself and sucking on her lips. "Oh, she is so beautiful," she said, in that weird voice people use when they look at babies. "May I?" she asked, indicating she'd like to pick Beth up.

"Of course, she's wide awake and ready for the day," Quinn replied, nodding. Ms McGann picked Beth up and bounced her in her arms.

"It's not too long since she was fed, watch she doesn't…" Puck started to tell the teacher. "Too late," he murmured as Beth spit up on Ms McGann's navy blue jacket. "That'll need rinsing," Puck advised, well versed in the effects of baby puke on his clothes. Ms McGann nodded slowly, her down turned mouth and wrinkled up nose showing exactly what she thought of Beth's addition to her outfit.

Quinn took Beth from the teacher and wiped her mouth, talking to her softly. She laid Beth back in her stroller where she kicked her feet about and waved her hands at the patterns inside that were designed to stimulate growing babies.

The first group of students came in for their class. Ms McGann did the opening speech once the students had settled down. "Noah and Quinn have brought their daughter with them," Ms McGann told the class. "They are willing to share their experiences with you,"she added. "They are also willing to take part in a question and answer session," she said with a sinking feeling in the pit of her stomach. She suddenly knew some of the less reserved students would ask the most searching, embarrassing questions they could come up with. She hoped that the young couple could cope with it. "Are you ready to begin?" she asked, looking at Puck and Quinn.

Puck glanced at Quinn, they both nodded. "Ready as we'll ever be," he said, suddenly feeling very nervous. Puck could feel his heart beating at a ridiculous tempo, he hoped his nerves weren't showing. "Who wants to start?" he asked the class at large. Puck's fears weren't unfounded. The first question was from a guy sat at the back of the room. He wanted to know how far into the pregnancy they'd still been able to have sex. Puck glanced at Quinn again, she shrugged her agreement to him answering the question however he chose. "Well, you just have to be guided by her. It's her body, she'll tell you if it's too uncomfortable," Puck replied, rubbing his palms nervously up and down his thighs.

"No, I actually meant you two, not in general," the guy asked again.

"Why?" Puck asked shaking his head. "What difference does that make? It's not like it's relevant," he stated, a puzzled look on his face.

"I'm just curious," the guy explained. "Does it feel different to have sex with a girl when she's fat and pregnant compared with when she's hot and skinny?" he asked, leaning forward on his desk, waiting for Puck to answer.

"Well of course it's different," Puck replied. "It's bound to be different, you have to be a lot more careful, considerate," he explained, hoping he wasn't embarrassing Quinn. "But for your own safety, never, ever use the 'f' word. Otherwise you may never have sex again. Ever," he advised.

"Can we keep the questions to things that are relevant, please?" Ms McGann said to the whole room although she directed her stare to the one guy who'd asked the questions.

"How old is she?" another guy asked, nodding towards the stroller.

"Thirteen weeks tomorrow," Puck replied with a glance in Beth's direction.

"So you've recovered from the six week veto then?" the same guy asked slyly, nodding his head. He apparently already knew some information. Puck and Quinn just rolled their eyes and chose not to answer that question.

Several girls raised their hands. "Is it true that you can't get pregnant the first time you have sex?" a shy, blushing girl asked.

"That is absolutely false," Quinn answered straight away. "Totally false," she repeated and pointed towards the stroller. "There's the proof in there that you can," she added to make sure her point got across. This was met with a muttered "unlucky", Puck was sure it came from the first guy who had wanted to know about their personal life.

"Does it hurt?" one girl asked.

"Which part?" Quinn queried. "There's lots of times when you're pregnant that you feel discomfort or uncomfortable but the real pain is through labour. That's like nothing you've ever felt before," she told them all.

"Quinn and Noah are allowing you to see the actual delivery so we'll watch that then you can ask more questions. Thank you," Ms McGann nodded to Puck who turned out the lights then selected the video on the computer. As the class were sophomores it was the edited version. It was still enough to make them wince. Especially the guys when they saw how hard Quinn was gripping on to Puck's chest. Once the short film had reached the part where Beth was brought up from between Quinn's thighs below the blue gown and laid on her chest with the umbilical cord still attached, covered in blood and stuff, there were a number of different reactions, ranging from "gross" to "eeeeww" to breaths being sucked in to "awww".

"Before you ask, the nails gripped into the chest? Yeah, that hurt," Puck said, not altogether teasing. Beth must have felt that it was time for her to make her class debut and started whimpering in her stroller. Puck picked her up then went to turn the lights back on. As he turned back to the class with her in his arms there was another chorus of "awww", mostly from the girls. "At four o'clock this morning when she woke up crying and hungry, that's not exactly the sound I made," he told the class.

"Do you get up to feed her in the night?" someone asked Puck.

"Nope, I don't have the right equipment, that's purely Quinn's department," he answered, which brought appreciative sounds from the guys. "That doesn't mean I don't get up with her though," Puck added. "There's other stuff, like getting Quinn a drink and a snack, changing Beth's diaper and getting her back to sleep," he said, he didn't want anyone thinking that Quinn got shafted with all the night time duties and he just got to sleep through it. As he spoke, Puck rocked Beth and patted her back, he comforted her without thought, his movements entirely natural.

"Why did you choose to breastfeed instead of giving her formula?" a curly haired girl in the front row asked.

"I chose to breastfeed because it's better for her," Quinn explained. "Everything is completely natural, it's always ready, it's always at the right temperature and it's what we as females are designed for," she said and shrugged her shoulders. "Plus it's free. The downside is that you're the only food source," she added with the hint of a pout.

"How do you do it in the day when you're at school and she's not?" the same girl asked.

"I use a pump to express milk and it's stored in bottles in the fridge," Quinn explained, ignoring Puck's mumbled comment about the pump being a medieval torture device. "During the day, when either her Nana or Great Nana are taking care of her, they warm the bottles and feed her, so she's still getting the same food just with a different delivery system," Quinn said with a little smile.

"That took some work for Beth to get used to," Puck grinned. "Quinn still can't give her a bottle," he told the class. "If Quinn's feeding her, Beth just wants the real deal, but giving her a bottle means I get to feed her sometimes too, which is really cool. Till she spits up on you," Puck said smiling down at Beth. After a few more questions the first class was over. Puck and Quinn breathed a sigh of relief. "If we get any more stupid questions we should end this, what do you think?" he asked Quinn.

"I think that every class is going to have a joker in it who is going to try to ask something personal and ridiculous to try to embarrass us," Quinn replied. "We agreed to do this, we have to see it through," she said, nodding firmly.

The next class were seniors, one of them was the guy from the nurse's office. Puck glared at him as soon as he walked in the room. "We get one question about your boobs from this guy and I will hang him from the flagpole," Puck promised Quinn in a very quiet voice.

The questions for the most part from this older group were more relevant and easily answered. They concerned the financial and emotional aspects of bringing up a child while the parents were so young. They asked about their support system to which they admitted that it was only Puck's family involved and that Quinn's family hadn't made any real contact with them. Everything was general and nothing was being directed at them personally, until the class watched the unedited footage of the birth. Then the questions were centred on how Quinn managed to sustain herself through such pain and if Puck had been any use to her during that time.

"To stop the pain?" Quinn asked. "No, no use at all. For him to be there for me to scream at and to be able to inflict even a small amount of pain on was absolutely invaluable. I couldn't have done it without him," she finished quietly, looking at Puck.

The guy from the nurse's office piped up with a smart remark. "Well, without his contribution you wouldn't have been in that position in the first place," he said with a snigger. It was a statement that neither Quinn nor Puck could argue with though Puck wanted to purely because it was that guy.

Beth began to get fussy, squirming in Quinn's arms, turning her face towards Quinn's breasts and pushing with her hands. "If you'll excuse me, this little girl is hungry," Quinn announced then left to go feed Beth in the nurse's office. When she returned the class had just finished.

Puck grumbled at Quinn about missing out on the embarrassing questions bit. The stuff the guys wanted to know, like how long after the birth can you 'do it' again and if the girl's body felt different and his very favourite question, from the 'headache' guy, had he tasted her breast milk. "I'm telling you, any more questions like that and somebody's getting hurt," Puck muttered, shaking his head. He took Beth from Quinn to rock her.

Quinn grinned at him, glad that she'd missed out on that one, she probably wouldn't have been able to hold back the blushes. "Well you have tasted it," she murmured quietly to Puck. "You taste it all the time, I bet you didn't admit that though, did you?" she asked.

Puck grinned back and winked at her. "Damn fucking straight I didn't Fabray," he whispered. Ms McGann apologised to both of them for some of the stupid questions that people were asking but thanked them again for giving an insight into the difficulties that they had faced and were still facing.

Another class, another set of questions, these not so personal or irrelevant. Beth woke towards the end of the class. She was a bit fussy but not hungry. Puck held her against his shoulder patting and rubbing her back, soothing her. The class finished with most students thinking that Beth was a beautiful baby, although they were not envious of the job that Puck and Quinn had before them.

The three of them went to lunch and sat with their Glee friends. Mercedes and Kurt were thrilled that Beth had a shirt on that they'd picked for her. Throughout lunch Puck held Beth on his lap. He felt even more protective of her than usual, so many different people that he'd never met or acknowledged before approached him just to see his daughter. Some of the football team asked if she could be their mascot. "What do you think baby girl? Should we get you a cheerleader uniform like mommy so you can come and cheer daddy on?" Puck asked Beth. Beth used her new found skills of blowing bubbles and grabbing at Puck's finger that he held out for her. "Well, I think that's a yes," he nodded, making faces at Beth to make her laugh. We better ask mommy though," he whispered to Beth. Quinn just looked at him as though he was nuts. "That look possibly means it's a no. Mommy can be so mean sometimes," he pouted, Beth gurgled.

"Hm, that's right, blame me Puckerman, make me the bad guy," Quinn said in a teasing tone.

Puck leant over and kissed her cheek. "I love it when you play the bad guy," he whispered in her ear. Quinn rolled her eyes and shook her head.

The next class had some of their friends in. Puck immediately felt more relaxed till some moron asked about the 'Finn-Quinn-Puck' triangle.

"That doesn't require an answer because it's nothing to do with any of you and it really isn't relevant," Finn replied on their behalf, earning nodded thanks from both Puck and Quinn.

The rest of the day continued in a similar vein, some classes asking mature and sensible questions, some being altogether stupid. At the end of the school day, both Quinn and Puck felt drained. Ms McGann thanked them for their openness about their life and their daughter. She thought that the day had had more impact on the students than some random film showing cartoon drawings and copulating lions. She also wished them luck.

"I'm so glad I'm not working this afternoon," Puck told Quinn tiredly. "I think we should have dinner, watch a movie then have an early night," he said, pulling a face when he realised how ancient that made them sound, although to be fair, Puck's idea of an early night didn't actually have anything to do with sleep. Quinn didn't think it sounded like too bad a deal.

"Sounds like a plan to me Puckerman," she grinned. "Let's go home."