Quinn's POV
The drive back is quite, I sit in the back of car with Beth while Puck drives us back to Shelby's house. Beth falls asleep almost immediately after being strapped into her car seat and the whole way back to the house her tiny little hand never leaves mine. Puck pulls into the driveway and we both just kind of sit in the car absorbing everything that has happened, soon Beth opens her eyes and me and Puck both get out of the car, as I unbuckle her and pick her up Puck watches intently, he is mesmerized by they way I am handling her. We take her into the house and set her down into her crib, I walk into the other room and sit down at the dinning room table, Puck follows me and sits down next to me, I lay my head down on the table and he rubs my back, I would have normally never let him do this before but under the circumstances that we are currently under I allow him to. "Are we really going to do this?"
"I honestly don't know"
"Do you want to?"
"I don't know that either, I think we should go through all our options first"
"And that includes?"
"Seeing if there is anyone who could take care of her better than we could" as if on cue we heard crying coming from the other room as if she was testing us, seeing if we really could take care of her the way she needs us to. I walk into the room and find her standing up and balancing herself against the side, this makes me wonder if she is actually walking yet? How can this be something that I don't know, she is my own daughter and I don't know if she has reached one of her milestones yet. I pick her up and try to sooth her "Shhh, its okay baby, your okay"
"Do you think she is hungry?"
"Yeah she might be" I hand her to Puck and he sits her down in her highchair, she is still crying and Puck tries to calm her down as I search through the cabinets for some baby food that I can feed her. I finally find some and get out a spoon that I can use to feed her with, as I scoop out every single bite she fights me on it, she refuses to eat any of it and she just gets even more upset as she makes a mess all over herself, Puck must be able to tell how frustrated and defeated I feel at the same time because he stands up and searches through the cabinets and then comes over with a box of Cheerios in his hands, he comes over and dumps a pile onto the tray of her highchair and sits down in chair next to me as we watch her eat the cereal. "How did you know?"
"Last time I watched her she couldn't get enough of them, I figured that if she didn't want anything else she probably wanted a snack"
"Your so good at this"
"Thanks I think" he laughs and I think its because my words were dripping with jealousy
"I just mean you are so natural with her, I don't think she likes me"
"Are you kidding me? Of course she likes you"
"How are you so sure about that?"
"It's because your her mom Quinn, I know she doesn't know you that well but trust me she remembers you"
"Well I guess she has all the time in the world to get to know me again" Puck walks over and wipes off her face and I pick her up and take her into the living room, I lay her on my chest and rub her back as she falls asleep in my arms, it is just minutes later when Puck comes into the room and sits down next to me, he runs his fingers through her hair and smiles
"She looks just like you"
"Really? Because I always thought that she looked more like you"
"That's not possible because she is perfect just like you, and I am definitely not anything close to perfect"
"I am not perfect"
"I think you are"
"Are you really seriously thinking about keeping her"
"Yeah I am"
"Why now?"
"We missed our chance to be her parents when she was born but now we are both out of high school and are older and I don't see why we can't take our chance back"
"What if there is someone who could take care of her better, who are the other options"
"I don't think there is any Quinn, you heard the lawyer. Shelby didn't have living relatives besides Rachel who is currently engaged to our best friend Finn, she isn't going to take in her birth mothers adoptive child who she doesn't even know" I stand up and take Beth and place her into the crib knowing that this talk could turn into an argument "Besides we are both her parents"
"Were, we were her parents"
"We still are, especially now when we are all she has"
"That is what scares me"
"What?"
"I'm scared okay?"
"Well so am I, this whole situation is scary okay? One day I am living in L.A. working at my pool cleaning business and the next thing I know I am back in Lima Ohio being told that my daughter needs me to be her father again. But you know what? I would do anything for her and that's why I can't turn my back on her, not again"
"You don't get it, I'm not scared the same way you are"
"Then how are you?" our voices have been getting increasingly louder as we talk and I hope that Beth doesn't wake up again
"I don't know if I can be a mother okay? I obviously wasn't meant to one in the first place, what if I am no good at it?"
"What are you talking about?"
"God gave me a baby at the age of 16 just so I would have to give her up, then when she is brought back into my life I am told how unfit I am to have ever been her mom whatsoever and now I find out that the same person who had just told me that I couldn't raise Beth has now left her to me, this whole thing doesn't make any sense and I feel like its a sign that I just wasn't meant to be her mom"
"Quinn that is crazy"
"It's not crazy, this is how I feel"
"Well if you believe in signs then what do you call the opportunity to raise the baby we gave up, it is a sign that Beth is our child and was always meant to be our child"
"Are you willing to do this with me? Be there with me every step of the way?"
"I am all in, we can do this Quinn" I look over at Beth sleeping and feel an overwhelming amount of love for that little baby, Puck is right, she belongs to us, she has always belonged to us
"Call the lawyer, we will need to sign some papers" There is no going back now, we have both made the decision to raise Beth, we are going to do what we couldn't have done when she was born, were going to be her parents.
