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"You're going."

"Am not."

"Are too."

"Am not."

"Are too."

"Are we really about to let them have a baby?"

Quinn rose her brows as Puck looked over, the two of them able to hear Beth and Balen's arguing all the way from the living room. The two teens were discussing their impending birthing classes and what they'd learn, Balen refusing to participate while rambling off a list of reasons.

"Balen its your baby."

"Beth its your vagina."

"We're gonna to do this together!"

"Why, you're gonna do it alone!"

"And the fighting continues," Puck mumbled as he flipped through the TV channels, Quinn smiling beside him as she flipped through her magazine, "I mean I get it, I was terrified."

"Of what? You didn't go to my birthing classes," Quinn corrected, glancing up from the pages and eyeing her husband, "I remember Mercedes holding my hand as my "flower expanded."

"See, shit like that, that's why I didn't go," Puck defended, "And I went to the one."

"You ate the snacks and bailed before the video."

"And look, everything turned out fine didn't it?"

"Depends on which of us you ask," Quinn replied as she hummed, Puck looking at her wounded before smacking her magazine down.

"Ha!"

"Puck!" Quinn whined as she tried to pick it back up, Puck yanking it as he flipped through.

"What are you looking at anyways," he grumbled, halting on the first page and looking towards Quinn, "Uh honey, why are you looking at wedding crap?"

"Uh, maybe for the wedding?"

"You're shitting me, you're fucking shitting me!" he shouted loudly as he jumped up from beneath the covers, Quinn watching in confusion as he rounded the bed, "When the hell did this happen? What the hell? How long?"

"Puck-"

"Were you gonna tell me? I mean what are they thinking!"

"Puck, what are you-"

"It's because she's making him wait!" Puck snapped as he smacked his hands together, heading for the door knob while shaking his head, "He thinks if he marries Beth she'll put out-"

"Whoa, Puck whoa!" Quinn yelled as he opened the door, jumping up quickly and grabbing his arms before he went down the hall, "Balen and Beth aren't getting married!" Puck halted mid step as he turned around, his face etched with confusion as he tried to think.

"Wait-"

"Burt and Carole? Renewing their vows in May?" Quinn watched in amusement as Puck's face fell and he smiled, relief washing over as he relaxed.

"Oh…oooooh, gotcha, yeah that makes way more sense." He smiled and pecked her nose before heading back to bed, Quinn rolling her eyes as he caught his breath.

"Puck I can't believe that's where you went."

"What? You went from baby talk to wedding talk, the two usually go hand in hand!"

"Still working on that think first thing huh?" Puck looked over as he lifted the sheets and fluffed them at her, Quinn's hair blowing lightly as he crawled in.

"Whatever, anyway whatcha looking at?"

"Different idea for themes. She wants something traditional but modern, unique but classic."

"Isn't that kind of a contradiction?"

"Welcome to the problem." The two of them began looking through the magazine and pointing at different things, Puck finding himself oddly intrigued at all the different whatnots they had.

"Whoa, hold the fucking phone," he interrupted suddenly as he pointed to the page, "They have corsages in camouflage? Are you serious?"

"Are you serious? Puck those are awful!"

"They're fucking badass as shit! I wish we would've had those!"

"I'm sorry hun, I didn't know our wedding was so disappointing without them."

"You can make it up to me, maybe wear some camo lingerie?"

"Why, so you can't see it?"

"Ha ha ha, you're a fucking riot." They continued looking through and laughing at random things, Quinn promising the next time they got married he could have his chocolate fountain while Puck agreed to a powder blue suit.

"You know, all joking aside, I really liked our wedding," Quinn smiled as she looked over at him, "Really, it was simple and sweet, and I couldn't have imagined it going any better."

"Well I'm glad you liked it," Puck smiled as he rubbed his nose against hers.

"What about you?" Quinn asked as she nudged him, "Anything you wish you could have changed?"

"I got to be the guy that met you at the end of the altar, "Puck said softly as he brushed her bangs away, "I could've cared less about the rest." Quinn awed a little as she leaned over and kissed him, Puck fully aware of the line he had just laid down and already having cleared a spot on the bed for her.

"You're sweet you know that?" Quinn asked as she pulled away, Puck brushing his lisp against hers as he smiled.

"'Cause of you." He was on fire at the moment and couldn't wait to be rewarded, sudden stomping filling the hall interrupting his prize.

"Mom! Balen says he isn't coming tomorrow!"

"Puck! Beth says she won't let me skip like you did!"

"Beth! Honey stop yelling."

"Balen! Get the fuck out!"

The four of them began yelling over the other as they tried to figure out what was happening, Beth chewing Balen as Quinn tried to clam them both while Puck randomly shouted.

"Mom tell him he has to go!

"Balen hun-"

"Beth it freaks me out ok!"

"Quinn let them figure it out."

"You're dad didn't go to your moms birthing classes!"

"Yeah because he was stupid and lazy!"

"I am stupid and lazy!"

"I can agree with that."

"Hey Mrs. Quinn, did Mr. Puckerman ever tell you about that one time he borrowed-"

"Balen doesn't have to go."

"Dad!"

The arguing continued until Quinn had enough, taking the remote from Puck and chunking it at the floor.

"Enough!" she screamed as it smacked into the hardwood, Beth and Balen halting as Puck watched in amusement, "Look, I can't force you to go Balen-"

"Ha!"

"But I know your dads will."

"Damn!" Beth smiled triumphantly as she crossed her arms over her chest, poking her tongue out while humming happily.

"You shouldn't rub it in his face Beth."

"You shouldn't have gotten me pregnant."

"You shouldn't have agreed to have sex with me.

"You shouldn't be in my room." Beth swatted at her dad as Balen headed out the door, Puck shooing them away as he closed and locked it back, "Now, where were we?"

"Its smells funny mom."

"It's probably your hormones."

"It's probably a baby."

"Balen people don't have their babies here!"

"Then why did we have to come?"

"To learn how to have our baby!"

"Uh isn't it pretty simple? Ya know you just push and it shoots out-"

"Stop, just please stop."

Beth and Balen halted as they reached the classroom door, peering inside the small glass panel as they looked at other pregnant women settling onto the floor. It was their first child birthing class and neither had a clue what to expect, Beth having to drag Balen there and force him to overcome his fear of delivery.

"Their so big," he said in awe as he watched one particularly large mother mount her mat, "I mean you're so skinny compared to them."

"Aw, you're so sweet," Beth cooed as she rubbed his arm, the two of them linking hands as Quinn and Rachel looked on.

"They're so stupid."

"Tell me about it."

The two of them followed after as they helped the expectant parents find a spot in the corner, Balen politely laying out her mat as Quinn and Rachel lowered Beth onto it.

"Why do I have to be here again?" Rachel moaned as Beth squeezed her hand, her circulation cut short as the young girl pulled Rachel down until she was settled, "I mean what was your reasoning?"

"Because I went to all of yours even when Finn didn't, and I practically delivered Michaela."

"Oh right, guilt," Rachel groaned.

"Look, without you I'd be here stuck by myself while these two cover their eyes behind their fingers while I go insane. Puck promised he'd come next time and Kurt and Jacob said they'd rearrange their schedules to make some too, so just humor me for one night ok? It's the least you could do."

"Fine," Rachel drug out as she plopped down beside Quinn, the foursome looking around as they took everyone in.

"Hey, Rachel hey," Quinn said suddenly as she shook the other woman's arm, "Isn't that the girl from VA?"

"What?" Rachel asked confused as she turned her head, "What are you talking about?"

"Over there, front of the class, purple sweats," Quinn described as she pointed, Rachel following her finger as her eyes grew.

"Oh my God it totally is! Oh how weird!" she laughed, watching the pregnant woman try to get comfortable as she tossed and turned, "Do you think she remembers us?"

"Please, with an ego like hers, there's no way," Quinn shook as she rolled her eyes, "We weren't "superior" enough for her." The two of them laughed to themselves as they reminisced, Rachel in the middle of a story when Quinn's attention was averted,

"So I tied to explain I couldn't do that yet-"

"Rach," Quinn called as she looked over her friends shoulder, her mouth gaping open a bit as her eyes widened.

"And he just didn't understand-"

"Rachel, honey please," Quinn tried again as she began smacking her friends leg, "I need you to turn around."

"I-Quinn I'm in the middle of something!"

"Well you're about to be in the middle of something else," Quinn smiled as she pointed her finger across the room, Rachel turning in confusion but gasping when she followed Quinn's direction.

"Are you serious? That can't be-"

"Holy Jesse St. James, he is totally here," Quinn laughed, Rachel still trying to pick her jaw up as Quinn watched in delight.

"Oh my God Quinn, oh my God!" Rachel squealed as she darted behind the blonde, Quinn almost falling over as the brunette pulled her back.

"Rachel! Rachel!"

"Don't say my name Quinn!" Rachel hissed as she continued to duck out of sight, Quinn growing annoyed as she pushed at her friend.

"Rachel what is your problem? What are you doing?"

"Stop talking Quinn! Sh!" She continued to scoot and hide as she adjusted herself behind Quinn's back, peeking through her arms every minute or so and cursing to herself.

"Rac-"

"Don't say my name!"

"Hudson! What are you doing?"

"Quinn he can't see me like this!"

"Like this? Like what?"

"Here, with you!"

"Oh wow, well completely forget me hiding you now-"

"No, stop moving! That's not what-ugh," Rachel groaned as she jerked Quinn down, "No, no! I mean I can't let him see me here, as in alone, without Finn, in these sweats looking like a mess!"

"R-"

"Stop!"

"Oh my God would you grow up!" Quinn hissed as she smacked Rachel's forehead, "I mean what's the big friggin' deal?"

"The big deal is that I want him to see I'm better!" Rachel snapped as she laid on the floor while pulling Quinn's shirt over her face, "That, even though he dumped me-"

"And egged you-"

"And broke my heart-"

"And humiliated you-"

"That I turned out better, that I'm the one who walked away with the upper hand!" Quinn stared down at Rachel as she shook her head in confusion, Rachel waiting for her response as she cowered lower, "Quinn please, just get me out of here, it's too weird!"

"Rachel he moved back to Lima, ok, Lima. Obviously something didn't go right in his life!"

"Quinn just please! Please!" Rachel pleaded as she poked out her lip, Quinn hating her best friend for the guilt trip but finally falling for it.

"Oh fine! But you owe me!"

"I promise!" The two of them quietly eased up from the floor and began creeping towards the door, Rachel keeping her eyes on the side of Jesse's face as Quinn simmered angrily.

"You're the bestest friend Quinn, and you're pretty, and smart-"

"You're taking me shopping. And for lunch. And a movie."

"Deal." They continued slipping by slowly and almost reached the door when it suddenly was flung open, every head and eye turning to face them as the instructor walked in.

"Good day everyone! Good day!" she beamed happily as she threw her hands up, Quinn stifling her laugh painfully as Rachel tried to become one with the wall, "And welcome to your first birthing class! Today I introduce you into the world of delivery and the beautiful process of childbirth. We have our mommies, our daddies…our…er…" The teacher looked over at Quinn and Rachel as she waited for an explanation, Quinn seeing Beth and Balen's faces out of the corner of her eye as she turned red.

"We were-we were just-"

"No need to be ashamed, everyone's welcome here," the other lady told them soothingly, linking their hands together and guiding them to a spot on the floor. Every head and eye turned as the two girls were led through the crowd, Quinn able to see Jesse gawking from his position. She knew Rachel would kill her if she didn't die first, Quinn deciding to enjoy the humiliation before her death.

"Well, it could be worse," she mumbled as she leaned over, Rachel's face a mixture of red from embarrassment and green from nausea.

"How?"

"Oh I don't have anything, I just thought I'd say something to be polite." Rachel looked like she was about to crumble at Quinn's side, burying her face in her hands as she shook her head back and forth.

"How could they think we were together? Neither of us is even pregnant?"

"So then I guess we're just fat?" Rachel looked up with tears almost in her eyes as Quinn snorted, her comments doing nothing to ease her friends emotions.

"I'm kidding, I'm kidding!"

"This is no time for your so called comedy Puckerman! I just-I-maybe he didn't see me, do you think? That maybe he missed me?" Quinn already knew the answer but she looked up anyways, her eyes immediately connecting with Jesse's as he waved.

"Oh he saw ya, he totally saw you." Rachel quickly peeked up before looking back down, Quinn rubbing her head as they tried to focus.

"Now breathe, that's it, slowly."

Quinn and Rachel sat beside Beth and sighed as they helped her do her exercises, the young girl looking around awkwardly as she inhaled and exhaled.

"Does this-whoo-really work?"

"Not the breathing, but the-whoo-process can help you focus."

"Oh, ok I guess."

They all continued breathing as they listened to the instructor, Quinn looking up every once and awhile to see Jesse glaring in their direction.

"He's been-whoo-eyeing you all night."

"Yeah, probably trying to-whoo-figure out how I got so big."

"I was joking! Rach you're not fat!"

"Mom, breathing?"

"Sorry."

Quinn resumed her exercise as she nodded to Beth, looking up and causing her breath to hitch when she saw Balen.

"Bale, you ok?"

"Whoo hee-yeah, I'm just-whoo hee-doing the breath thing."

"It sounds like your starting a car, stop it!" Beth snapped agitatedly.

"What, you wanted me here, I'm here."

"Yeah but you're annoying me."

"Well then maybe I should leave?"

"Class, please," the teacher called as she eyed the foursome, Rachel ready to sink into the ground at any minute as she groaned.

"Beth would you start breathing so we can go!"

"Hey! Don't snap at me because you're insecure!"

"Beth!"

"Baby!"

"Bethany!" Rachel said in shock, Quinn glaring at her daughter as she bulged her eyes.

"What, can there ever be something that's not about you? Jesus."

"Class-"

"I'm going-"

"Rachel stop, she doesn't mean that she's just hormonal."

"Hormonal my ass-"

"Horny more like it-"

"Balen!"

"Wha-"

"Excuse me-"

"Ya know I'm already having a bad enough night and then you have to say something like that!"

"Great Beth, now Aunt Rachel's crying!"

"Oh screw off."

"Beth!"

"Silence!" Every head turned to see the instructor clenching her jaw, no one moving or speaking as they waited for what happened next, "I think-I think that's enough tonight." The class remained seated on the floor as they waited for something else, the group still afraid to budge as they searched each other's faces for answers.

"Until next time." Slowly couples began pushing up from the floor and heading for the door, each of them making sure to cast angry glares and looks at Beth and her clan.

"Oh fuc-"

"Beth!"

"What?"

"Balen please take her to the car," Quinn groaned as she shoved the keys in his hand, Beth still rattling off to another pregnant mother as she and Balen went down the hall.

"I guess she's right though, I was kid of silly huh?" Rachel asked as she helped Quinn pick up the mat, Quinn cocking an eyebrow as she smiled.

"Kind of?"

"Ok, ok, but-"

"Rachel?" Quinn's eye widened once more as she and Rachel turned around, Jesse now standing in front of them and sighing loudly, "Well, well, Rachel Berry." It took her a moment to un choke her tongue and actually breathe, Rachel sputtering a tad as she coughed.

"Je-hi, hi how are you?"

"Good, I'm good," he smiled widely as he lit up, Quinn almost growing ill at the sight of his fake grin, "How are you? You look good."

"Oh, stop it," Rachel blushed as she giggled, Quinn now spinning to her friend and watching in disgust, "I, you know."

"No really, I mean it, you look phenomenal," Jesse continued as he took her hands and up and downed her, Rachel still laughing like a hyena as he doted on her, "So what brings you here? You don't look pregnant."

"Oh, I'm not," Rachel assured him as she continued to ignore Quinn, "We're actually here for-"

"My daughter, Beth," Quinn interjected as she shoved her hand in betweens Jesse and Rachel's, "Quinn, hi, remember me? Standing here the whole time?"

"Quinn, hi," Jesse gasped as he began glancing her over, "Well aren't you-"

"Yeah, phenomenal," she broke in as she smiled sarcastically, "Well we were actually going-"

"So Jesse is that your wife that you're here with?" Rachel asked curiously as she looked behind his shoulder, Jesse still focused on her as he nodded.

"Yeah, right, that's her," he said quickly as Quinn scoffed.

"Oh, and how long have you been together?"

"Oh just recently, ya know," he dismissed as he shifted topics, "What about you?"

"Oh, well-"

"Yep, yes sir she is!" Quinn interrupted again as she yanked Rachel's left hand forward, "Happily so!" Jesse looked down at the ring as Rachel bore through Quinn, the tension that had mounted almost unbearable.

"Well isn't that something." The two brunettes continued to make googley eyes as Quinn watched in horror, smacking Rachel with her purse as she began walking away.

"Well we gotta go, my daughter needs to get home before she kills her boyfriend," Quinn tried as she tugged on Rachel's hand, the smaller woman not budging as she stared into Jesse's eyes, "Rach-"

"I'll be there in a minute," she swatted as she smiled at Jesse, Quinn getting angry as she watched.

"Rachel-"

"I can't be rude Quinn, I wanna meet his wife," Rachel thought quickly as she nodded.

"Right of course, well come on."

"Rachel-"

"Be there in a sec Quinn," Rachel growled through gritted teeth, Quinn silently yelling as they walked off.

"Honestly, I can't even believe it!"

"You're telling me!" Beth shouted from behind as she walked up, Quinn turning around to find her and Balen with a baby carrier.

"What the hell? I told you to get in the car-"

"The teacher stopped us on the way," Beth grumbled as she shook her head, "Said that she thought we needed more practice, learn to pay more attention."

"So-"

"So meet your new grandbaby," Balen said flatly as he shoved the carrier at her, Quinn looking down exasperated at the plastic doll that lay inside.

"Seriously?"

"Seriously," they said in unison, Quinn poking the plastic baby angrily while whining.

"Your fathers gonna kill me."