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Chapter One:

Three Years Later

"Happy birthday!" Quinn cheered as she threw open the door, wrapping her arms around Rachel and then proceeding to kiss the baby in Rachel's arms. "Happy first birthday Miss Eva Jade Hudson!"

Rachel smiled and took the bright colored pink bag from her friend's hands. "Thanks Quinn,"

After Finn and Rachel were married two years ago (Quinn had been maid of honor and sadly Puck had been best man. Quinn was constantly reminded of her dislike of him whenever she looked at Finn and Rachel's wedding photos, in which she was beating Puck in the head with her flower bouquet.) they had their daughter Eva, who was turning one today. Quinn, as Eva's godmother, was of course attending the party. Tragically, Puck was her godfather, so he would be there too, most likely late. Puck's ideal Sunday was not spent at Finn and Rachel's house surrounded by screaming kids and drinking lemonade on the porch while Rachel asked him if he was settling down soon, or had eyes for anyone in particular, like a certain blonde she thought he should give a chance...

"I think she'll love my gift," Quinn beamed as Rachel led her into the fully furnished kitchen. Rachel smiled as she pulled a little dress out of the bag, covered in gold stars.

"It's adorable! She loves it, I can tell!" The brunette toddler was, in fact, giving Quinn a toothless grin.

"It's good to know I'm appreciated by somehow, Evie." Quinn laughed as the baby reached out a tiny hand to her. At that moment, she didn't even care that she would be forced to sit through a kid's birthday party serving cake and ice cream to screaming demons with Puck, she loved her goddaughter that much.

Puck, however, could not be so lucky.

Sure, he loved Eva and everything, he loved her so much more than words could describe, but so far his day had not been good. He was currently hanging decorations with Finn and observing the guys setting up the bouncy castle, as Rachel had told them if any child was injured in said bouncy castle it would be on their consciences.

"Are you going to pay us or what?" One of the punks demanded after they finished. Finn dug into his pockets for the money Rachel had given him, but Puck stopped him. The guys smelled strange and had bloodshot eyes.

"Are you guys high?" Puck demanded. The two boys shared a look. "Hand it over, or we'll call the cops."

Reluctantly, the second guy took it out of his pocket but Finn confiscated the pot before Puck could snatch it. "Damn," he thought.

"Now go," Finn ordered the two guys, who slinked off without another word.

Puck sighed and staggered back to one of the patio chairs. "This is going to be a long day,"

Finn retrieved the packet with a sigh. "I know I shouldn't do this, but you're going need it. Rach would kill me if she saw I had it anyway. She'd accuse me of having a drug problem and throw me out of the house for a month. Not like I would use it anyway." Puck took the pot eagerly and stuffed it into the pocket of his pants. No sooner had they finished their secret exchanged had a group of overly excited children come running across the lawn, their parents in a slow pursuit.

Rachel had invited over the entire McKinley High crew, their children too of course. Mr. Schue and Miss Pillsbury were married now and they had a five year old, Annabelle, Mike and Tina had two sons called Zach and Jonathan, Kurt and Blaine had a three year old daughter named Grace, and Brittany and Santana had a son and a daughter, Nick and Lily, who were four and two respectively. Only Artie and Mercedes were both still single, but Mercedes was a foster mother to three kids, ten year old Jennifer, eight year old Luke and six year old Victoria.

Rachel and Quinn came running from the house, hugging the guests and talking excitedly as everyone crooned over baby Eva, who happily gurgled as she was held by different people, all fawning over her. Just like her mommy, Eva loved being center of attention.

Yup, it was going to be a long day for Puck.