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Puck pulled into the parking lot right after Quinn did. He got out and stood by Quinn's car silently. Quinn took Abigail out of her seat and made her stand on the ground until she got her stuff out. Abby poked Quinn and motioned for her to come down so she could whisper in her ear.

"Mommy can Daddy bring me in?" she asked.

"Ask him." Quinn said.

"You do it please" Abigail said batting her eyes.

"Noah" Quinn said softly, "Abigail wants to know if you'll bring her inside." Puck ignored her at first. "Please. She'd like for you to do it." Quinn pleaded. That's when Abigail spoke up.

"Daddy carry me in?" she asked.

"Sure baby" he said picking her up.

"Thanks. Why didn't you answer momma?" she asked.

"I didn't hear her sweetie" Puck said as he followed Quinn to the apartment. Quinn was happy Puck was holding Abigail. With the elevator still broken, carrying Abigail and all the bags up the stairs by herself was tiring.

"We're here" she said unlocking the door and turning on the lights.

"Do you want me to show you where her room is?" she asked.

"I've been here. I know how to find it" he said. Quinn followed him in and got Abigail pajamas out.

"Do you want to change her?" she asked.

"I guess" he said.

Quinn left the room. He changed Abigail and got her snuggled into bed.

"Mommy picks a story and I pick one too" she explained pointing at the big book of stories next to the bed.

"What do you want to pick" he asked.

"The one with the football player." She said, "Mommy reads it to me cause she said it was like you. I like it a lot."

Puck read the short story about the football player who had magical powers and Abigail smiled the entire time.

"You pick" she said. Puck picked a short one about a turtle and a rabbit and put the book away.

"Now mommy gets me my juice cup and puts it in here just in case" she explained. Puck went into the living room and saw that Quinn had it sitting on the counter.

"Okay" he said putting it on her night stand.

"Now mommy looks around and scares the monsters away" Abigail said.

Puck looked in the closet and all over the room and got rid of them for her.

"Now she kisses my head and says her poem" Abigail said.

"What's her poem?" he asks.

"She has to say it" Abigail says. Just as Abigail said that, Quinn knocked on the door.

"Ready for your poem baby?" Quinn asked and Abigail nodded. Puck stood up to walk away.

"Daddy stay" Abigail said. Puck turned around and stopped in the door frame.

"Goodnight moon, Good night stars. Daddy loves you, tho' he's far. Sweet Dreams, Pleasant sleep. Mommy's loves you, rivers deep. Close your eyes, dreams you'll make. I'll be right here when you wake." And with that Quinn kissed Abby's forehead, turned off the light and closed the door. Puck didn't realize just how much Quinn did for Abigail on a daily basis. Seeing how devoted she was to Abby, made his heart feel warmer.

"Thank you" Quinn said when they got into the living room.

"For?" Puck asked pulling his jacket off the couch.

"For reading to her tonight. I appreciate it" Quinn said sweetly.

"I didn't do it for you" he said pulling his jacket on.

"Noah can we just-" Quinn started but Puck interrupted her.

"Bye" he said walking towards the door.

"Damnit, Noah Please!" Quinn said raising her voice at him for the first time since he found out about Abigail.

Puck turned around startled at Quinn's forcefulness.

"I'm sorry" she said realizing how rude she sounded, "But can we just not do this. Whatever it is. Can we please talk?"

"I don't have anything to say to you" he said coldly walking to the door.

Quinn quickly hurried towards him placing a hand on his shoulder. "Please, for Abigail." She said.

"You can't do that to me Quinn!" he yelled.

"Do what?" she asked.

"You can't use her against me. I came here for her. You can't use her against me to talk to you" Puck said sounding upset.

"Well maybe I will!" Quinn said sounding angrier again.

"And what the hell is that supposed to mean" Puck fired back.

"It means if it will get you to speak with me I'll do it. I don't want to but I will" she said crossing her arms.

"What is it with you Quinn?" he asked, "It isn't all about you and your feelings! I don't want to talk to you. I don't want to look at you. I don't even want to be in the same room as you!" With each phrase he got closer and closer to Quinn's face. "In fact if I never had to see you again that'd be fine with me. If you hadn't trapped me into being a father, I wouldn't have anything to do with you now!"

Quinn was not being weak anymore. "I didn't trap you into anything! So if you don't want anything to do with your daughter don't! I'm not forcing you to be here. We'll be fine without you! We were before!" She yelled.

"Yeah Quinn, that's why you tell her stories about me and try to wiggle your way into my mom's heart so you can see me!" he countered.

"Oh Please! Your mom invited me over and if you don't remember, I left because I knew I wasn't wanted there, you came back after me!" she fought.

"Because you forced Abigail all over her. We're not going to hurt an innocent kid just so we get you to go away." He replied.

Before Quinn could say anything they were interrupted by tiny foot steps and crying.

"Abby, baby what's wrong" Quinn asked going near her daughter.

"Is she ok?" Puck asked concerned.

"Don't act like you care" Quinn said sharply to Puck, "You can go now."

"My daughter's crying I'm not leaving!" he fought.

Just as they were going to resume their fight Abby spoke, "You and daddy woke me up."

"Baby, I'm sorry" Quinn said sadly.

"Why are you mad" she asked.

"Mommy's not mad baby" Quinn answered rubbing Abigail's back.

"Why are you loud then" she asked.

"Mommy didn't realize she was so loud sweetie" Quinn explained.

"Daddy?" Abigail asked.

"Yeah baby" he asked kneeling down to Abigail.

"I'm sorry" she whispered.

"Why baby?" he asked.

"I made you mad at mommy and now she's sad" Abigail explained.

"You didn't do anything wrong Abby" he said placing his hand on Abby's shoulder.

"Mhm. Mommy doesn't smile or play anymore. She cries and Aunt Rachel can't fix her" she explained. Quinn started crying at her daughter's revelation. She can not believe she hadn't notice Abigail paying attention to her change in moods since Puck finding out about her.

"Baby, you make mommy happy not sad" Puck said trying to make his daughter feel better.

"Since I told you my name she doesn't smile or dress up with me" she sad sadly. Quinn couldn't contain her tears.

"Abby, I promise mommy isn't mad at you" Puck said kissing Abigail's head.

"I want you to smile like the picture" Abigail said looking at Quinn.

"What picture sweetie" Quinn asked wiping away tears.

Abigail lifted up the picture that she was holding. It was from the homecoming dance right before Puck moved away. Puck was holding Quinn in the air and they were both smiling happily looking at one another.

"It'll be fine baby. Mommy will be better" Quinn said, "Let me put you back to bed" she said. Abigail nodded and hugged Puck before going back into her room. Quinn tucked her in and told her she was sorry and that she loved her.

When she got back into the living room she was shocked Puck was still there sitting on the couch looking at the picture Abigail had.

"I'm done fighting you Puck" Quinn said shutting off the light in her kitchen. "You're welcome to see Abigail whenever you want. You know the way out" With that she walked down the hallway into her room.

Puck sat on the couch head in hands, contemplating what he should do. Should he leave and let the relationship be as it was? Should he go and talk to Quinn and make everything better? And then he thought about Abigail. The daughter he's only known about for a little bit over a week and he loves her like he has known her since she was born. He thought about Quinn. He never realized how his relationship with her would affect Abigail so closely. He couldn't deny that he still loved Quinn and that was part of the reason why everything they'd been through recently had been so rough. The feelings they had for each other made their emotions more intense. He decided then and there to listen to his mother's advice and move on. Of course, everything wouldn't be perfect suddenly, but things could definitely be better.

He stood up and removed his jacket. It was going to be a long night.

He walked down the hall to Quinn's room and knocked lightly before opening it. He walked in to see Quinn staring aimlessly at a photo album.

"If you're here to tell me I trapped you and you never want to see me again, please just leave," she said softly.

"I'm sorry" Puck responded moving to the bed, "Can I sit?" he asked. Quinn nodded.

"I didn't want us to be like this" Quinn confessed, "I wanted to tell you and you to understand why I did what I did. I wanted you to understand that I loved you and wanted to make it all okay." She looked up at Puck. "I'm sorry I screwed your life up Noah."

"You didn't Quinn and I understand you had your reasons for doing what you did," He explained. "I may not like it, but I get it. I'm sorry for how I've been acting. I guess I haven't realized how our relationship was affecting her. I was just hurt."

"I feel like not only have I failed as your friend, but as her mother." Quinn said tearing up. "She was so upset. I didn't know she saw the change in me from smiling and playing with her to being so distant."

"That's my fault too Quinn. I haven't been making it easy on you because I was angry. I don't want to be angry anymore. I can't be." Puck replied. "And you're an excellent mother Quinn, you haven't failed at anything."

"Maybe not as a mother, but definitely as a friend. I mean look at us. We get tense whenever we are near each other, we barely can hold a conversation. God and the last time we laughed together." She let her final sentence drift off.

"It was at coffee a week ago." He said. "The last time we laughed. We were talking about freshman year when Karofsky used permanent marker to write on his face for homecoming."

"I mean really laugh Noah," she said handing him the photo album she'd been looking at. It was one full of her and Puck from when they first met up until homecoming their sophomore year, a month before he left. "I think that was the last time we truly laughed together."

"It was an awesome night" Puck said looking through the pictures.

"You think we'll ever be like that again?" she asked, "You know, laughing with each other over stupid things; being comfortable around each other."

"I dunno" Puck answered honestly. "I mean it's been a long time. It almost seems like a different world."

"Yeah" Quinn said. They sat in silence for a few minutes. "I really never wanted to hurt you Noah. I was letting my fear of you hating me scare me away from telling you the truth and being with you. But it ended up turning out worse than I could have ever imagined." Quinn apologized.

"I know you didn't. You would never do anything intentional to hurt anyone. You've never been that kind of person." Puck replied.

"But I hurt you so badly. You're one of the most important people in my life Noah and I ruined everything," she cried. "I know you don't want to be friends or anything like that but all I'm asking is you be here for Abigail and we don't completely hate each other, at least for her sake."

He looked at Quinn in the eyes for the first time in awhile. He saw hurt and pain and sincere sadness. "I never hated you Quinn. I could never hate you. I may have said I did, but I'm not capable of it," he explained. "You know it's funny. After we fought the night I found out and I said all those things, I went home and cried. I cried more because you and I were fighting than that you kept Abby a secret."

"I was a wreck but I knew I deserved it. That day you told me you had feelings for me and I so badly wanted to just accept it and be able to just be in love with you again. Then I remembered about Abigail and couldn't do it to you." Quinn said. "I never stopped loving you Noah. And I know you can't stand me right now but just know I want you to be happy; however that is."

"We both have done and said a lot of things we shouldn't have" Puck explained, "But I think we can move on from there. There are obviously feelings unresolved between us and it will take awhile for us to sort them out, but I want Abigail to be able to see us together and know we aren't going to yell at each other all the time."

"That's all I want. I want Abigail to be happy and to see us and know we aren't enemies. I really miss having my best friend. And I know we won't be there but I want to be able to talk to you and spend time with you again, even if it's just small talk" Quinn confessed. "I would really like to move on from here and have things not be awkward. And I want you to know I didn't mean any of the mean things I said to you. None of them and I'm so sorry for how I've hurt you."

"I forgive you Quinn. And I'm sorry for how I've been treating you and for everything I have said. You have been great with trying and make me feel comfortable with everything and I was too stubborn. But I promise it's going to change." Puck replied.

"So what happens now?" Quinn asked.

"I guess we start over, again." He said. "How about you tell me about her. Everything."

"Okay" Quinn said. "Well, she was born on June 30th and lucky for me I was only in labor for a short period of time. She was perfectly healthy, 7 pounds 9 oz, 19 inches. I took her home two days later and it seemed like she grew up so fast…"

Quinn told Puck a lot about Abigail's firsts: first tooth, first doctor visit, and first time being sick. She tried to update him on as much as she could. She explained him her personality and how she seems to be so ahead of a lot of children. She answered any and all of Puck's questions about Abigail and told him about everything she shared with Abigail about him; which made him happy to know Abigail knew a lot about him.

After talking, Quinn took out Abigail's baby book and showed Puck everything. She took a lot of the extra pictures she had and put them in an extra little photo album for Puck to have which he greatly appreciated.

After talking about Abigail for hours, they looked at the photo book Quinn had been looking at when he walked in and eventually both fell asleep on her bed; Photo Album open between them. Neither will admit it in the morning, but it's the best night sleep they've both had since Puck found out about Abigail.

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