A/N: Hello all! Here is another chapter. Know that we are nearing the end of this story and I hope that you are enjoying. Thanks again for the reviews, favorites and alerts. Also I would like to say that there were some concerns raised about my last chapter when Rachel and Puck threatened to take Shelby about taking away Beth. First this is just a story so I am able to do things that are not actually done in real life and second although it is rare adopted children can be taken away from their adoptive parents and placed back into the care of their biological parents. Now that I've cleared that up onto the story! Please feel free to comment with support or feedback of any kind! =)

The room was quiet and tension radiated in the air. Even Beth knew that something was off. She turned to Shelby, a question in her eyes. "What is going on?"

"Well, you know how I told you that I adopted you from your parents because they were just too young to take care of you?" Shelby waited until Beth nodded before she continued, "We decided that it was time for you to meet them."

Beth's head swung around as she took in the four people who sat across the room from them. "Well who is it?" Her voice was serious, but calm. There seemed to be no malice there, no anger, and that made Rachel feel better.

Rachel stood and went to kneel before Beth. "Hi Beth, I'm Rachel. I'm actually your sister."

Beth's eyes shot to Shelby who nodded. "So you're my mom's daughter?" When Rachel nodded she smiled. "So that makes you my big sister. I've always wanted a big sister."

Rachel felt the tears sting in her eyes as the little girl wrapped her arms around Rachel's neck and hugged her. When she pulled away, Rachel hurried back to the her seat, fighting the tears that were threatening to fall. This wasn't supposed to be about her, but she wanted to try and put everyone at ease. To break the tension she'd done the first thing she could think of. Now it was up to the rest of them.

Beth's eyes slid to Quinn. "I guess that makes you my mom." She glanced up at Shelby. "Well, my other mom."

"Yes, I'm Quinn." She looked like she wanted to say more, but she choked on her words and the tears that ran down her cheeks. "I'm sorry."

Beth stood slowly and walked over to Quinn before sitting beside her on the couch. "Don't be sorry." She wrapped her small arms around Quinn's shaking body. "You gave me to my mom who loves me more than anything in the world. How can that be a bad thing?"

Rachel was surprised by the young girl's words as they sounded so grown up. But she was right. Quinn and Puck hadn't done anything wrong by giving her up, in fact they'd done the best thing for all parties involved. When Puck let out a rush of breath she knew he was relieved that his daughter was being so accepting. She'd known how worried he was about her reaction.

Beth pulled away from Quinn, looking over at Sam. "Are you my dad?"

"No." Sam shook his head. "Your mom had you before I met her. But I'm Sam."

Beth's eyes glanced at Puck before turning back to Quinn and Sam. "So Isabelle, Blake, and Avery are my brothers and sisters too?"

Quinn nodded. "Yes they are. They don't know that yet though. We're going to tell them tonight after we leave."

"Leave?" Beth squeaked. "You're leaving already?"

Quinn ran a hand over the girl's head. "No, we're just going to a hotel. We plan on being here for a few weeks so you can get to know us and your brothers and sister."

Beth nodding, noticeably calming down. "Well that's okay then." Finally she turned back to Puck. "I guess that makes you my dad then. I've never had one of those."

Rachel watched as Puck sat up straighter. "Well, I'll always be your dad and if you ever need me I'll be there."

Beth sat where she was and Rachel wasn't sure why she wasn't coming to Puck as she had both she and Quinn, but she knew that he had to be wondering the same thing. Just then a sniffle came from the girl as she flew across the room and into Puck's lap. "I've always wanted a daddy," she sobbed. Tears were running down her cheeks as she curled herself into Puck. Puck held her, but when he looked up, his eyes were bewildered.

Suddenly Shelby was there and taking Beth into her arms. She whispered soothing words to her as she sat down in the chair with the girl in her lap. They all sat uncomfortably shifting around as they waited for Beth to calm down. It only took a few minutes before the girl quieted. "Are you okay now?"

Beth sat up and nodded as her face turned a faint pink. "I'm sorry..."

"It's okay, honey. We know that this is a lot to take in." Shelby paused. "And unfortunately there's more."

"What?" She paused. "Wait." She turned to Puck. "You didn't tell me your name."

"Puck...or, well, it's actually Noah, but I go by Puck."

Beth nodded before turning back to Shelby. "Now what?"

"Well Rachel and your dad...they were a couple a few years ago and they had a son."

"So wait...I have a brother who is also my nephew?" She pumped her fist in the air. "That is so awesome."

Rachel shook her head. Beth definitely had some of Puck in her, there was no arguing that point. But she had no idea how the girl was going to take the rest of the news.

"That's exactly it." Puck stood slowly before going to kneel in front of Shelby and Beth. "His name is Nathaniel, but we call him Nathan 'cause that's quite a mouthful, isn't it?"

Beth nodded, leaning forward so that she was almost touching Puck.

"Well Nathan, he's sick." Puck paused. "And he needs your help."

"My help? How can I help?"

"He needs something called a bone marrow transplant and the best matches come from brothers or sisters. So we're hoping that you'd be willing to get tested."

"Of course! If he's sick and I can make him better, why wouldn't I?" Beth was honestly confused by the concept.

"Because the test will hurt, a lot." Puck leaned forward, tapping her hipbone. "They have to stick a big needle right there to get the bone marrow."

Beth flinched at the word needle, but quickly pulled herself together before their eyes. "I don't care. I want to help my baby brother slash nephew." She grinned, throwing herself into Puck's arms once again.

This time Rachel watched as Puck pulled Beth into her arms and held her close, even smelling her hair once before she pulled away. "I'm so glad that I have a daddy now." Beth turned to look at Shelby. "Can I go play now?"

Shelby nodded and once Beth was gone from the room, she sighed. "Well that went a lot better than I had expected."

It was a few hours later and they were once again at the hospital. Puck was beginning to realize that as a parent of a sick child, this was where you spent most of your time and it fucking sucked. They tried to make the pediatric ward more cheerful for the kids, but it was still a cold, sterile place and he wanted nothing more than to have his son out of there. But now he had not one, but two kids at the hospital (although Beth was only there to be tested.)

He and Rachel were standing outside of the room where she was being tested and he flinched as he heard Beth's cries. Having that needle pushed into your bone fucking hurt and he wished that there was something that he could do to take the hurt away, but he knew that it was necessary.

He squeezed his eyes shut, trying to shut out the sound but couldn't. And then suddenly Rachel was wrapping herself around him, arms around his waist and head on his chest. On reflex he brought his own arms around her. Feeling her body flush against him sent sensations through his body and straight to his crotch. Well, he'd wanted a distraction and now he had one, just not one that he necessarily wanted. He was going to have to start watching what he wished for, but for now he just clung to her.

Several minutes later the door opened and Shelby stepped outside with the doctor right behind her. "How is she?" he asked.

"She's doing about as well as can be expected." Shelby shrugged. "She's resting."

Rachel pulled away from him and wrapped her arms around her mother. "Thank you. Thank you so much."

Puck watched as the surprise registered on Shelby's face before she reciprocated. "You're welcome."

Puck turned to the doctor. "How long until we'll have the results?"

"We'll put a rush on it, but it'll probably be tomorrow before we know anything." The doctor, an older woman who reminded Puck of his Nana, had been nothing but nice to them since they'd arrived. For whatever reason he couldn't remember her name – he just wanted to call her Nana.

Puck shook his head, trying to clear out his thoughts—what the fuck was wrong with him? Must be lack of sleep mixed with stress. When Rachel's small hand slipped into his, he smiled down at her, trying to reassure her of something that he couldn't guarantee. No matter how much they wanted Beth to be a match, they couldn't be sure until the tests were back.

"We should go see Noah." Rachel turned back to Shelby. "When Beth is feeling up to it, the two of you should come by. I know he'd love to meet Beth and he really took to you."

"We'll be along in a few minutes." Shelby smiled before slipping back into the room that Beth was currently occupying, leaving Puck and Rachel in the hallway.

"It's going to work out, Rachel. Even if Beth isn't a match then we'll find someone who is." Puck squeezed her hand in his again.

Rachel looked up at him and he watched as the tears pooled in her eyes. "How can you be so sure?"

"Because there is no way that God would let my son die so soon after I met him." Puck tried to smile, but couldn't bring himself to do so.

"I'm sorry, Noah."

"For what, babe?" He draped his arm over her shoulder as they started down the hallway towards their son's room.

"For keeping Nathan a secret from you. I was completely in the wrong and am quite appalled at myself for doing so."

This time Puck did crack a smile, because no matter the situation Rachel could always find a way to sound like a talking dictionary. Although he had noticed that she didn't do it nearly as often as she had back in high school. "I can't say that it's okay because it's not, but what's in the past is in the past and I just want to focus on the present. We can't dwell on the past, babe. It'll drive us crazy. So I forgive you." He kissed the top of her head.

Rachel stopped suddenly, looking up to meet his eyes. "You really mean that, don't you?"

"Absolutely." Puck shrugged. "What good does it do Nathan for us to hate each other?"

He didn't understand the look that crossed her face, but she was nodding. "You're one hundred percent correct. It will not do him a bit of good for us to be arguing all of the time."

Puck rolled his eyes. "Okay, well if you're done talking now, I'd really like to see my kid."

Rachel let out a bark of a laugh before nodding. "Yes, let us go see your kid."

The meeting between Beth and Nathan had gone over really well. They'd instantly taken to one another and Nathan had not been at all surprised to find out that Shelby was his grandmother. He was still a bit young to understand that Beth was not only his sister, but his aunt, so they'd decided on her being his sister. And it hadn't been the adults who decided, it had been Beth and Nathan.

Both had apparently been desperate for a sibling and now had one (or in Beth's case four). When Rachel had noticed how tired Nathan was looking she'd made noises about leaving and Shelby had quickly left with Beth, promising to come back for a visit soon.

Now they were tucking their son in so that he could go to sleep, and Puck wished once again that Nathan wasn't in the hospital. He wanted to tuck his son into a real bed, a bed in his home. And that was a shock for him to think about. How would Nathan fit into his life? What would happen once Nathan was better? Would they share custody? Would Rachel allow him to see his son? Of course she would. He knew that she was genuinely sorry keeping Nathan from him, so he wasn't really worried about her doing the same once he was better.

As he watched Rachel lean over and kiss Nathan, another thought crossed his mind. What would happen if Nathan didn't get better? Even he had noticed how pale Nathan was looking, how his appetite had diminished to next to nothing, and how he tired so easily. What if he died? No matter the brave front that he put on for Rachel, he knew that it was still a possibility. How would he deal with losing a son he barely knew?