Hello, hello! I don't know why you say goodbye I say-

"Ow!" Quinn squealed, again clutching her abdomen.

"Quinn, if they're getting this serious you really, really need to get to a hospital-"

"But they aren't. I'm sorry guys. From the top?" Everyone nodded and Scott and the band began to play the music over again.

About 15 minutes later, while rehearsing one of their back up songs (the glee club was doing everything in their power to prevent the sectionals incident from repeating itself) Quinn was obviously stifling a groan of agony.

"16 minutes apart!" Rachel observed concernedly. "That's probably-"

"I c-can still- Ah! T-tal… k through- ah!-it! I'm fine!"

Puck spoke up this time, using no mask for the concern in his voice. "Babe, if the baby's coming, you can't just postpone the due date-"

"But it's not! It can't! Not now!" She plopped herself down in the wheelchair and wheel-stormed away.

Will and Emma read each other's minds. Emma quickly followed after Quinn.

Once she caught up with her, she attempted to speak sense into Quinn.

"This isn't about regionals; it's about you and your baby's health!"

"Baby this! Baby that!" She wheeled around to face her counselor. "What about me? This pregnancy took everything from me! My family! My house! My boyfriend! Cheerleading! She can't take the one thing I still have!"

"Oh, Quinn," Emma said. She felt so much sympathy for the young girl, but couldn't put any guidance into words.

"Ow…" Quinn whispered. "Uh, Ms. P? I think my water just broke."

Santana stirred her soy latte as she and Brittany waited for Becky and Jesse.

"How can you drink that stuff?" Brittany said, cringing at Santana's drink.

"It's good! Better than that apple cider, caramel whip crap you call a Starbuck's," was Santana's counter argument.

"Everyone's saying Matt hooked up with Annie at the party, when really it was me." Brittany mentioned randomly.

"Ugh! Guy drama," Santana commented. "Can we talk about something else? I'm so sick of it."

"You're right," Brittany said, agreeing but a little hurt that her best friend couldn't help her in a time of need.

There was no time to dwell in this as Jesse and Becky both came in, the entrance bells ringing behind them. Both of them were panting like dogs. Santana motioned them to the table.

"Where the hell have you two been? And why are you PANTING?" Santana demanded.

"Quinn Fabray!" Becky said as she sucked in too much air. "Is in labor!"

"Oh!" Santana said sarcastically, "Well this is just-"

"Great!" Jesse finished. "You're right, it IS great. Not only is someone giving life unto this planet, but this is the freaking perfect foundation for plan B!"

"There was no plan B, Jess!" Becky interjected.

"Becky is right, Jesse." Santana said, folding her arms across her chest.

"With Quinn gone, you only have 12 members for Regionals."

"Yes, and?" Santana said in her usually skeptical voice. "12 are enough."

"11 aren't."

"I know that, but-"

"What if one were to quit unexpectedly?"

"That's be awesome, but-"

"What if someone just transferred back to Carmel High to compete for Vocal Adrenaline?"

Santana quit her protesting. "Jesse St. James, you are brilliant."

Santana Lopez, you are not. She couldn't stop herself form thinking.

She had just sacrificed one team for another.

Rachel walked out of the choir room reluctantly, not wanting to seem as if she was in a rush. Just as she crossed the threshold to the hallway, she began Olympic-style speed walking toward the outer doors. Kurt, Mercedes, Artie, and Tina were walking (slash being wheeled) down the corridor right in front of her.

"Well that was traumatic!" Artie commented the rehearsal.

"Indeed." Kurt agreed. "Hey, after Regionals tomorrow we should go see her at the hospital!"

"Good idea." Tina said.

"Yeah, def," Mercedes said. Changing the subject, she said "Any one up for coffee?"

"Oh, yes!" Kurt agreed.

"Coffee sounds really, really good right now." Tina said, and Artie nodded.

Come to think of it, Rachel thought, Santana mentioned Starbucks to Jesse right before rehearsal.

Impulsively, Rachel joined their conversation.

"Did someone just say coffee?" She asked enthusiastically.

"Yeah!" Mercedes said. "We were all going to make a Starbucks run. Wanna tag along?"

Rachel agreed, a fact that was rather vexing to Kurt. Three months ago, he would have elbowed Mercedes really, really hard. But he tried not to mind Rachel so much anymore. While they did have their affections set on the same boy, Kurt knew full well Jesse had no romantic inclination towards Rachel, and instead of feeling jealous of his class mate, he felt a little sympathy. She had absolutely no idea in her pretty little love struck head what was going on in the world around her.

But Kurt had no idea in his pretty little love struck head the chaos that was about to ensue at their Nobody Cares, Ohio Starbucks.

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