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"…and you're gonna be polite and civil, and you're not gonna threaten to remove his balls with a pair of pliers." Puck groaned in annoyance as Quinn fastened the buttons on his shirt, him fidgeting in frustration as she lectured him like a child.

It had been a week since the news of Beth's pregnancy had been broken to Puck, things still a little tense in the Puckerman household as each of them dealt with their feelings. Puck had made amends with Beth, or tried to at least, both of them opening up and sharing how they felt. He apologized for his reactions and she apologized for her actions, the two hugging and promising to be there and never let the other down again. While their heart to heart had gone well it was still a little awkward, Puck unsure of how to act around his daughter and what exactly he felt about it all. They avoided the other but not out of anger or resentment, both still carrying guilt and reminded of their mistakes when they looked in the other's hazel eyes. No one spoke of the pregnancy really, only Beth to Quinn and Quinn to Puck, the subject still an uncomfortable one. It wasn't like Puck wanted things this way or something, he missed his little girl, but Puck didn't know how to take that next step.

"Fuck being polite, and fuck being civil, and goddamn it I can rip his balls off if I want to! I'm entitled to those balls!" Quinn backed away as she arched an eyebrow, Puck sputtering as he backtracked.

"You know-I didn't-fuck," he grumbled, Quinn laughing as she turned and headed for their bathroom.

"Puck you need to calm down," she hollered as she opened her makeup bag, "You can't just go over there tonight and lose your shit all over the poor boy."

"Clearly he's the one who lost his shit, touching my daughter like that." Quinn rolled her eyes as she brushed on her eye shadow, ignoring the threats and yells that came from her bedroom.

"…I mean really, funny fucker ain't he? Thinkin' he was just gonna get away with it-"

"Don't you think they've been punished enough?" Quinn asked as she leaned back, meeting Puck's glare and throwing her hands up, "I mean haven't they been through enough?"

"Her, yes, him, fuck no."

"Well then explain to me the difference between the two," Quinn said as she leaned against the doorway, crossing her arms as Puck furrowed his brow.

"Wait, what?"

"You heard me," Quinn nodded, "Explain."

"Quinn," Puck said as he stepped forward, placing his hands on her shoulders and sighing, "Beth is my daughter, my sweet little innocent girl. She was obviously tricked or drugged or something-"

"So now Balen's a rapist?" Quinn asked in confusion, Puck cocking an eyebrow as he leaned in close.

"He does have dead eyes."

"Oh my God Puck!" Quinn shouted, "You would rather assume our daughter was hurt-"

"No ofcourse not!" Puck yelled, "But I know Beth, and I still have a hard time thinking she just one day agreed to this!"

"Well it takes two to tango Puck!"

"Don't talk about our daughter and the tango!"

"Well I'm just telling you that she obviously agreed to tango with him!"

"Jesus Christ, end this metaphor!" Both of them exhaled deeply as they stared at the other, Quinn wanting to smack her husband as Puck remembered how attractive she was all flustered.

"Look," he said finally, "I know alright? I get it, I'm just having a hard time accepting it is all ok? It's easier for me to blame Balen than actually admit-"

"That you're daughter is sexually active?"

"Don't-Jesus don't," Puck gagged, holding his hands up and shaking his head, "I can't breathe-"

"Puck I need you to realize something," Quinn said as she pulled him down on their bed, smacking his knee as she spoke, "Now I don't know if you've noticed, I find that hard to believe but well, it's you-"

"Get to the point Fabray-"

"But Balen and Beth? They're you and I." Puck shot up as he furiously shook his head, laughing sarcastically while pacing back and forth.

"No the fuck they aren't, no way," he said flatly as he lied to himself, Quinn groaning at his denial.

"Puck-"

"It's different, we're different-"

"How so? You think he used wine coolers or something different?" Puck jerked his head towards Quinn and flashed her an icy look, Quinn standing up to comfort him.

"Too soon? Not funny yet?"

"I'm so glad you find this situation so fucking funny Quinn, really, that's great," he growled, shrugging her off as he headed into the bathroom.

"Oh stop, you know I don't think that," Quinn argued as he turned on the water, splashing his face as he sighed, "And that's what I'm trying to tell you Puck, I wasn't innocent and neither was Beth." Puck cursed her under his breath as he wiped his face, shutting off the water as he leaned against the sink.

"So what? You want me to go back and be mad at her like I am him?"

"No, I want you to forgive Balen like you've forgiven Beth," Quinn said softly, rubbing her hands over his chest as she spoke, "I want you to realize that, despite what you think Beth is in my shoes and Balen is in yours, and they're terrified and scared just like we were." Puck didn't speak as Quinn continued coaxing him, knowing she was right but hating her for it.

"So I need you to remember what you felt, remember what you were going through, and try to be a little more understanding to Balen."

"I can't just all of a sudden like that kid, you can't make me be biffles with the punk."

"What the hell is a biffle?"

"It's a-it's like-I don't know I hear the kids say it," Puck dismissed, Quinn laughing at his frustrated pout.

"Ok, ok, no, I'm not asking you to be his-er-biffle, but I am asking you to be more understanding to him and not just Beth," Quinn whispered into his ear as her hand traveled down his chest, " And who knows, maybe if you're nicer to Balen I'll be nicer to you." Puck moaned a little as Quinn nipped at his lobe, her hand resting against him and making him forget momentarily what the hell they were even talking about.

"Wait, so wait," Puck said as he pulled back, "You basically bribing me to accept Balen?"

"I planned on a doing lot more than bribing you," she said lowly as her tongue trailed up his neck, Puck losing his ability to breathe for a moment while she grinded against him.

"You're playing dirty you know that?" Puck asked as he looked down, Quinn meeting his gaze with her own dark eyes.

"I thought you liked it when I got dirty," she pouted while puckering out her bottom lip.

"You're unbelievable you know that?" he asked astonished, "I mean I like it, but you're still unbelievable."

"I'm ok with that," Quinn said as she pulled away, "So you promise to behave tonight?"

"As long as you promise not to," Puck winked cheesily, Quinn shoving him playfully as she left the bathroom, "Seriously though, I want nakedness, lots and lots of nakedness-"

"And seriously, I want politeness, lots and lots of politeness-"

"I'm talking cooking naked, cleaning naked, watching TV naked-"

"I'm talking acting nice, listening when Balen speaks, actually letting Balen speak-"

"Then we're gonna do it in the shower, and in the yard, and on the stairs-"

"Then you're gonna cooperate, and understand, and accept-"

"And I get to put it anywhere."

"And-wait, what? No!" Puck smiled as he wrapped his arms around her, Quinn resisting his kisses as she continued to talk.

"So you promise? Promise to give him a chance?"

"Swear…hey, where did you store those toys-"

"Puck!"

"I swear," Puck said as he pulled back, "I swear to give him a chance ok? I won't go as far as admitting he's anything like me-"

"'Cause it's such a stretch-"

"But I can give the kid the shot I never got ok?"

"Good," Quinn said as she pecked his cheek, grabbing her purse before opening the bedroom door and shouting behind her, "Toys are in the bottom shelf in the closet."

"Ha I knew it! Crazy bitch."

"Stubborn Bastard!"

"…and you're gonna be quiet and respectful and you're not gonna run when my dad threatens to rip your balls off with a pair of pliers ok?" Balen groaned anxiously as Beth cooed to him through the phone, him pacing nervously around his room as she soothed him like a child.

It had been a week since the news had been broken to her dad, things still a little awkward in the Puckerman household. Her dad had come back home and apologized to her, Beth never having been so happy as she was to see him that morning. He had gone on and on about hating how he left her and she had gone on and on about how she had disappointed him, both of them hugging and forgiving the other. While their talk had gone way better than Beth had imagined things were still a little odd, Beth unsure of how comfortable her dad was with the situation. She noticed they avoided each other a little here and there, not that they were mad or something but neither knew what to say or do with the other, both still feeling bad about their actions. No one spoke about her baby all that much really, she talked to her mom and she was sure her mom talked to her dad, but it was still an tricky topic. It wasn't like Beth wanted it this way or something, she missed hanging out and talking with her dad, but she didn't know what her next move should be.

"Fuck being brave Beth, you're dad's gonna kill me when he sees me! Remember the story about the tree and the rope and the yard?" Beth groaned in frustration as he continued to whine, wishing he would calm the hell down and stop annoying her.

"Balen you need to relax," she snapped angrily as she closed her makeup bag, "You can't just lock yourself in your room tonight and avoid the situation!"

"I'm not avoiding the situation babe, I'm avoiding your dad!" Beth brushed a few stray blonde locks from her eyes as she walked back into her bedroom, laying down on her bed as her boyfriend continued to complain on the other end of the phone.

"…I mean really, crazy fucker isn't he? He's gonna gut me and hang me up to drain-"

"Don't you think you're overreacting?" Beth asked as she pushed herself up, "I mean my parents aren't that crazy!"

"Your mom, no, your dad, fuck yes."

"Balen honestly you sound insane," Beth groaned, "You're making it like my dad's some serial killer!"

"He does have crazy eyes Beth."

"Shut up Balen!" Beth shouted into the receiver, "God you're such a coward!"

"Uh, to your dad, yeah!" Balen replied angrily, "Beth you're his only daughter, his baby, and the fact that I went and got you all knocked up can't settle well!"

"I talked to my dad Balen, he knows I'm a part of the reason I'm all knocked up!"

"Well that doesn't mean he likes you all knocked up!"

"Stop saying knocked up!" Both of them growled angrily through the phone, Beth wanting to kick his baby girl ass while Balen fantasized about Beth getting all hot and bothered on the other end of the line.

"Look," Balen said finally, "I know I need to just man up and face your dad, and I will tonight, but I can't help that I'm terrified of the dude. I'm not gonna bale, I promise Beth, but you're dad intimidates the hell out of me!"

"Balen don't you get it?" Beth asked as she sighed, "Balen you and I? We're my parents!"

"I know Beth, kind of the reason I'm terrified-"

"Yeah but don't you see? You and my dad can actually relate to the other, which probably bothers my dad just as much as me having sex with you does, but still, my dad knows where you're at Balen. He's been there, he's done this, so he knows what you're feeling and going through and he isn't gonna be hard on you."

"I don't know Beth-"

"Well I do, so trust me ok?" Balen mumbled something as Beth ignored him, sliding on her shoes as she got up to leave.

"So stop worrying, put on a clean shirt, and be ready when we get there ok? Don't stutter and act all finicky in front of my dad, show him you're a man and you're ready to handle this ok?"

"Ok."

"Ok?"

"OK!"

"Good," Beth smiled, "Because if you keep acting like a bitch, I'm gonna be the one who rips your balls off."

"God I love it when you talk dirty to me." Beth groaned as she went to click off, Balen quickly calling her before she did.

"Beth!"

"What?"

"What color panties you got on?"

"You're disgusting."

"What? It'll help get me through the night, now come on, play with me!"

"Screw you Balen."

"Suck it Beth."

Quinn adjusted uncomfortably on the couch, flashing a small smile to Kurt and Jacob as she patted her hands on her knees. The two families had been like this for a few minutes now, neither group knowing what to say as they all sat in awkward silence.

"Quinn that's a beautiful dress," Kurt said softly as he pointed, "I love the color."

"Oh thank you," she replied graciously, another silence falling over the group as they sat. Balen nervously slurped from his cup as Puck watched him intently, Beth avoiding them all as she toyed with the hem of her skirt.

"Well as fun as this has been," Jacob finally said, "I think it's time we got around to it."

"Hallelujah," Puck muttered, sitting up as Quinn and Beth shared the same stomach flutter.

"So where to begin," Kurt said as he sighed.

"How about the part where your kid impregnated mine-"

"Puck!"

"Dad!"

"Easy," Jacob said softly, holding up his hand as he stared at Puck, "Now first things first, no accusing anyone here, alright? I think everyone in this room can agree we're all at fault here."

"Wait, how are we at fault?" Kurt asked confused.

"I'm with him, what the fuck did we do?" Puck glared.

"No one is at fault," Quinn interrupted, "I think what Jacob means is that we all played our roles here-"

"And yet the role of condom went un-cast-"

"As did the pill-"

"Stop it Puck!"

"Jacob calm down!" The two men glared at the other, Kurt and Quinn both holding on to their spouses as their tempers flared.

"Like I said," Jacob snapped, "No accusing here-"

"Then don't look down on Beth-"

"And you to Balen." Puck and Jacob slid back in their seats as Quinn and Kurt breathed sighs of relief, now taking their turned to speak.

"First," Quinn said, "I think we all need to just accept the situation. It happened, it's over, and this is what we're dealing with, so everyone here needs to accept this and move on got it?" Puck clenched his jaw as Jacob popped his knuckles, the two men finally nodding as Kurt spoke up.

"I couldn't agree more," Kurt nodded, "The only thing we need to focus on right now is Beth and Balen and the baby." Another silence swept through the room, neither family having actually discussed the infant that had brought them all together.

"Jacob and I have agreed," Kurt said slowly, "That we will accept and support whatever decision you two make."

"As will Puck and I," Quinn added, squeezing her husband's hand as she looked at him.

"Now we get it Beth, it's your final decision," Jacob spoke up, "But we would like you to hear Balen out atleast, consider what he thinks and wants whatever it may be. I know it's your body, but it's also Balen's baby too so please, please let him have an opinion." Beth nodded as she looked at her boyfriend, his green tinge growing as she spoke.

"What do you wanna do?" Balen avoided the adults as he looked at her, shrugging his shoulders as he fought off his nausea.

"I-I honestly don't know," he mumbled, "I just-I don't know Beth. What do you wanna do?" It was Beth's turn to feel the pressure, growing quiet as she thought.

"I-I…" Beth racked her mind furiously, all the options and scenarios swirling around as she felt lightheaded.

"Mom," she said in a small voice, turning to her mom for help but Quinn shook her head.

"Honey this is your choice," she said as she smiled, "I want you two to decided. You two have to decide. It's not up to me or your dad or Balen's dads, just you two."

"But what if I make the wrong choice?" Beth asked frantically, "Or what if I screw up?"

"You won't sweetie, you know deep down what you wanna do," Quinn whispered, "Just close your eyes and clear your mind, and I promise you'll know what you want." Beth turned back to Balen as they searched the other's faces for the answers.

"We support you, no matter what," Kurt offered.

"We do," Jacob agreed, "Whatever you choose."

"Can we-I mean can we just have a second?" Beth asked, the pressure in the room almost unbearable as she tried to think.

"Yeah, sweetie-"

"We just need a second alone," Beth said quickly, pulling Balen up and dragging him to the door, "We'll be right back." The two made their way out of the living room, through the front door and into the yard where they slumped onto the steps. Balen held Beth's hand as they leaned against the other, both knowing what they wanted to do but too afraid of admitting it.

"Count of three," Beth said softly, "I'll say mine if you say yours."

"Count of three," Balen agreed, "One-"

"Two-"

"Three-"

"I wanna keep the baby." They turned to the other, Beth almost bursting with joy as Balen sighed in relief.

"Thank God," Beth moaned as she hugged him, Balen shaking as he wrapped his arms around her.

"I just don't see any other way ya know?" he said nervously, "I mean I'm not ready to be a parent!"

"Neither am I!"

"But we can't give it away-"

"I'd never sleep, I'd always think about him-"

"Or her, and I can't let you-you know-get rid of it-"

"The thought makes my stomach hurt-"

"And I know we're gonna have a lot of shit to deal with-"

"My ass is gonna get so fat-"

"But I'll get my shit together if you will."

"Deal." They stared at the other as they finally laughed, Balen reaching up to wipe Beth's tears as she smiled.

"You promise this is what you want?"

"Yeah. I mean it's not really what I had planned but it's the only way I see it."

"And you promise you'll help me? And you'll be there and you won't screw around?"

"Babe of course I'm gonna be here! And anyways I couldn't screw around even if I wanted to 'cause your dad is gonna be on my case all the time!"

"So that's the only reason?" Beth scoffed, "You won't cheat 'cause of my dad?"

"No! I won't cheat 'cause of you! I love you Beth, you know that!" Beth relaxed a little as she scooted into him, playing with his fingers as she spoke up.

"Well I promise to be better too and not yell at you all the time," she said as she chuckled, "Just stop hanging out with Mindy Creedy ok?"

"Baby she's a hag, and she's got nothing on you anyway," Balen said dismissively, "But I won't talk to her anymore deal? And uh, maybe since I'm being such a good boy you could, you know, reward me?"

"Really? Jesus Balen, after what it got us into last time?"

"I can't get you pregnant again…I don't think…"

"Stop talking, just-stop." The two sat there for another moment, trying to find the courage to go back inside and announce their plans.

"What do you think our parents will say?" Balen asked as he got up, Beth shrugging before she turned the door knob.

"I don't know, but they said they support us right?" The two stepped inside and headed into the living room, the sight of their stiff parents almost comical.

"We made a decision," Beth began, "And we decided to-"

"Wait!" Puck interrupted, standing up as he faced them, "Before you say anything-"

"Puck!"

"Let me get this out Quinn!" he shouted, holding his hand up as he stared at Beth, "Look, I know I was the least ok with all of this and I haven't really showed my support, but this isn't a choice-"

"But dad-"

"You have to have this baby Beth." Beth stopped dead in her tracks, more than a little stunned at her dad's confession.

"Beth I know you're scared and petrified and you think this is the end of the world," Puck said lowly, "But baby its not. You have me and your mama and Kurt and Jacob and you know, that bitch-"

"Puck!"

"-and we aren't gonna let you go through this alone." Beth tried to speak but Puck cut her off, making his way towards her and grabbing her hands.

"I look at you and I try to imagine what life would've been like without you, had we not had you or given you up, and I can't see anything Beth. I wouldn't even be here right now without you, and I don't want you to feel that kind of regret. Beth I can't imagine a life without you, I can't imagine me without you. You made me who I am, you gave me the life I have, and I know that one day you'll see your baby the same way I see you." Beth couldn't help the tears that fell as she wrapped her arms around her dad, smiling ear to ear as she squeezed him.

"Ok daddy, ok," Beth whispered as Puck kissed her forehead, letting him have his moment in thinking he had convinced her, "We'll keep the baby."