Thanks so much to everyone who reviewed... it was more than i was even expecting and it made me so so happy! Also thanks to everyone who corrected me on Beth's last name. It apparently is Corcoran and not Corking... my bad i had no idea how to spell it so i just guessed. Next time i use her last name Ill make sure to spell it right :)

Also i have no idea what the newspaper for Cincinnati is called so i just made on up... so sorry if its wrong.

Remember to check out my other story "Say a Little Prayer for You".

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Chapter Two

Quinn Patterson, formerly Quinn Fabray, was walking down the hall of her huge Victorian style house when she almost twisted her ankle falling on a toy car. "Ayden Joseph Patterson, what did I tell you about leaving your toys in the middle of the floor!" she yelled to her son who was watching TV in the next room. She waited a second before she heard tiny footsteps coming her way.

"Sorry mommy," he said with a smile. He bent down to pick up his toy car and Quinn couldn't help but smile, he was just too cute she couldn't stay mad at him.

"It's okay baby just remember to pick them up next time," she said in her soft, sweet tone. He nodded before going back to the next room to finish his TV show. She continued down the hall and made her way to the kitchen to finish dinner.

"Ayden and Ella please go wash up for dinner it's almost ready," she called into the next room. She looked down at her phone and noticed she had a text from her husband, Joe.

Working late tonight, don't wait up.

Quinn sighed. This was the fourth night this week he was working late and Quinn felt like she hadn't seen her husband in weeks.

She was soon joined in the kitchen by her son and daughter. "What did you make for dinner mommy?" asked her six year old, Ella.

"Spaghetti and meat balls, your favorite," Quinn smiled at her daughter.

"Yay!" said the little girl throwing her skinny arms into the air.

"Ayd can you set the table?" She asked her eight year old son. He nodded and did as he was told. Quinn was very lucky because her kids were so well-behaved. She remembered the whole time she was pregnant with Ayden she had been so worried she would be a bad mother and that her kids would turn out rude and disrespectful. She was happy because she must have been doing something right.

The three of them ate dinner together. Quinn laughed as her kids told her about their day at school. When dinner was through Quinn washed the dishes as her kids watched Cars for the eight millionth time. After the movie was over it was time for a bath and then bed. Ayden went to bed no problem but it was Ella who put up a fight.

"I wanna see daddy," her little girl cried. It broke Quinn's heart to have to see this. As much as she missed her husband she was sure her kids missed their dad more. Ella had always been a daddy's girl but then Joe had gotten promoted and barely had time for family anymore and Ella was taking it the hardest.

"I know baby," she said rubbing the little girls back, "but daddy is at work and he won't get back until way after your bedtime."

"He's…always…at…work," Ella said through choking sobs.

"I know," Quinn didn't know what else to say. A tear fell down her cheek. She hated to see her daughter do this night after night because her dad wasn't home. This was not how her life was supposed to turn out. She gave up her baby in high school so she could have a better, happier life than she would've if she kept Beth, not a life where she saw her husband for a few minutes a day. She looked into her daughter's tear-filled eyes and decided wasn't going to take it anymore. She was going to talk to her husband tonight about the situation.

"How about mommy lies in bed with you until you fall asleep?" Quinn said. She wiped her daughter's red, splotchy face and laid in her bed next to her. She continued to gently rub her daughter's back until she finally cried herself to sleep.

When Quinn knew her daughter was asleep she quietly pulled back the covers and got out of the bed. She gave her daughter a gentle kiss on the forehead before leaving the room. When she was in her room she changed into her pajamas and relaxed in her bed. She opened the drawer next to her bed and got out her bible. She opened it up to the book of Ruth where she kept her most sacred possession. She took the photograph out of the page and held it gently in her hands. She smiled as she looked at the beautiful baby in the picture. She knew the baby in this picture was a baby no longer, she was now sixteen years old, but this picture was the only thing she had to remember the daughter she gave up sixteen years ago.

Quinn never knew why but she never told Joe about Beth. She never told Joe much about high school, it had been a bad time for Quinn that she did not like to relive. It all started when she got pregnant and was kicked out of her house, then all the baby drama with Finn and Puck. The worst part was when she had to give Beth up. It was the hardest decision she had ever made but she never regretted it; she always knew it was the right choice. After things had finally calmed down and she thought it would get better, her parents went through an awful divorce. She went to college hoping to escape her past and since she went to college she hasn't talked to anyone from high school, including her parents.

Quinn felt a tear race down her face and she quickly wiped it away. She turned the bible to Revelations where another picture was. It was a picture of her and Puck at sectionals. It had been taken just before her water broke and she gave birth to Beth. Even though Quinn was only pregnant for nine months, whenever she looks back at high school she, for some reason, always pictures herself pregnant. She figured it was some trick her mind was playing on her, showing her she cant escape her past.

She looked down at the boy she had once loved. Oh, who was she kidding she still loved him and probably always would. She knew he was the love of her life. She loved Joseph, she did, but she never got the butterflies when Joe would accidentally brush his arm against hers like she did when Puck had. She still got butterflies in her stomach when she thought about him. She couldn't help but wonder where he was now and ponder about how his life had turned out.

She was broken from her thoughts at the sound of her phone vibrating. She figured it was Joe calling to tell her good-night but when she looked down at her phone it said Private. She decided to answer it anyway.

"Hello." No one answered but she could hear breathing on the other line. "Hello," she repeated. She sat there for a couple more seconds. "If you don't say something I'm going to hang up." She had a little more annoyed.

She was just about to end the call when a small voice came from the other line. "Hi, my name is Beth….I think I'm your daughter."

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When Beth pulled into her driveway she was happy to find that Jim was not home from work yet. She hadn't been able to stop thinking about her parents all day. She wanted nothing more in the world than to talk to one of them, to hear their voice, except maybe to have her mom home so she didn't have to be alone with Jim. Beth gulped, she didn't want to think about this weekend, she knew how it was going to work out, like it had once a month for the three years he had been married to her mom.

She pushed the thought to the back of her mind, like she always did and went into her room. She opened her laptop and before she knew it she found herself typing the words Quinn Fabray into Google. Beth didn't expect to find anything useful, but the first thing that popped up was a newspaper article from the Cincinnati Times. It was an engagement announcement from nine years ago. It was announcing the wedding between Quinn Elizabeth Fabray and Joseph Daniel Patterson, the son of the most prominent lawyer in Cincinnati. Beth smiled. Even if her mom didn't marry her father, at least she married someone wealthy who would be able to take care of her.

Beth was also excited by the fact that she now knew her mother's married last name and where she lived, which meant she could look her up in the phonebook. Even if she just called and hung up at least she could hear her voice, if only for a second. She went to the online phonebook and typed in Quinn Patterson, Cincinnati, Ohio. Beth wasn't surprised there was only one hit, Quinn wasn't the most common name in the world.

Beth took a deep breath and dialed the number. She only let it ring once before she chickened out and hung up. Come on Beth, you can do this, she thought to herself. This was her chance to hear her mother's voice. She dialed the number again and this time she wasn't going to chicken out.

The phone rang five times and Beth was scared it was going to go to voice mail until suddenly she heard the most perfect sound in the world, her mother's voice. "Hello," she said. Her voice was soft and sweet, everything Beth had ever imagined it would be. There was something so warm and inviting about her voice and it made Beth want to melt.

"Hello," she heard the voice again. Beth wanted to say something, anything, but it was like her tongue had become paralyzed and she couldn't speak anymore. "If you don't say something I'm going to hang up," came the voice again, a little more agitated this time. Beth didn't want her to hang up.

Finally she was able to say, "Hi my name is Beth," she paused and took a deep breathe. "I think I am your daughter." She held her breath, not knowing how Quinn was going to react. Now there was silence on the other end of the phone. Beth was about to hang up, she obviously didn't want to talk to her.

After a few silent moments Beth could hear crying on the other line. "Beth?" came her mothers sweet voice, more silent this time and labored from crying.

"Yes, it's me," Beth said starting to cry herself. She couldn't believe this was really happening to her. She never thought this moment would happen.

"Oh Beth," Quinn cried. "How…how is your life?"

"It's good," Beth smiled. "I go to your old school and I'm in glee club. Mr. Schuster told me all about you today."

"I hope it was good," Quinn said her voice lighter and happier now.

Beth laughed, "It was."

It was silent for a couple more seconds before Quinn spoke up again. "I think about you everyday," she said honestly. It felt so good for Beth to hear those words, to know she wasn't forgotten.

"I think about you, too," she said shyly. Beth wanted to stay on the phone and talk to Quinn all night but much to her dismay at that moment Jim walked through the door.

"Beeettthhhh!" he yelled at the top of his lungs. Beth flinched, he was already drunk.

"I…I've got to go," Beth said as she heard her step-father's footsteps grow closer and closer. She didn't want to but she had to close her phone before Quinn could answer. She practically threw her phone onto the bed and sat down at her desk like everything was normal.

"Who were you talking to?" Jim yelled as he stormed into her room. She jumped a little in her chair.

"N…No one," she cried. "It was my computer." She knew what was coming and she closed her eyes, trying to keep the tears from shedding. He made his way over to where she was sitting and picked her up by her shoulders. She tried not to scream as he carried her over to the bed and threw her down. She closed her eyes and tried to think of something else, like it wasn't happening. But it was hard to ignore the fact that he was now pulling down her shorts and then her underwear. She knew better than to fight back, last time she did she ended up with a bruise the size of a softball on her back. She knew that if she stood still and let it happen it wouldn't hurt.

The only thing that got her through it was the sweet, soft sound of her mothers voice. Over and over in her head she heard her birth mom say, "I think about you everyday." She knew Quinn was probably thinking of her right now and the conversation they had just had. She was probably wondering why Beth had gotten so scared and hung up so fast. Beth knew Quinn enough by now to know that if she knew what was happening to her daughter she would not stand around and let it happen, she would do something about it.

Beth didn't blame Shelby for what was happening to her because there was no way for her to know what her husband was doing to her daughter. Beth had wanted to tell her mother a hundred times what happened to her when she went to New York once a month. She had been going ever since Beth was seven years old and she became the head of the theatre department at the local community college. Once a month her and the other employees in the department went to New York for a weekend of Broadway plays. Beth would do anything to be in New York watching some amazing Broadway play, instead she was here lying on her bed, alone, underneath her step-dad.

Finally it was over. It had been ten minutes of pure agony, but finally it was done. Jim gave her a crooked, drunk smile and Beth's whole body shuddered. He kissed her on the cheek and Beth threw up in her mouth, keeping it from going all over her floor. She couldn't move, her body was paralyzed. She lied on her bed, naked, for what seemed like hours before she was able to move. She wanted to call Quinn again, to hear her voice, to hear her tell her everything was going to be alright but she decided against it.

One thing was for sure, though, she wasn't going to let this happen to her for two more years before she graduated. When her mom got home she was going to tell her everything because she couldn't take this anymore, she wasn't going to take this anymore.

Beth cried on her bed for the rest of the night. She cried loud sobs. She knew no one would be able to hear her anyway. By now Jim was passed out on the couch and would not remember what happened when he woke up in the morning, but Beth would always remember what happened. She knew she would never be able to get it out of her mind, ever. Before she knew it she had cried herself into a deep, painful sleep.