After the funeral, Finn quietly brought Lily to the living room and set her down in her bouncer that he and Quinn had bought her for Christmas. Not quite sure what to do with himself, he pulled out his algebra homework and starred at the jumble of numbers on the page. "Hey Lily, do you know what the square root of a hundred and sixty-nine is?"

In response the baby slapped a button on the bouncer that caused "Old Mac Donald" to start playing. "No, that's not it," said Finn with a sigh.

"Hey, Finn," said Burt. "Puck's here to see you."

"Now?" said Finn. What the hell did he want?

"Yeah," said Burt. "He said he only wants to talk to you for a second. Want me to keep an eye on Lily?"

"Sure," said Finn, knowing that it wouldn't be too much of an imposition because he planned to get rid of Puck as quickly as possible.

Puck was standing on the porch of Finn's house still wearing his black tux.

"What are you doing here, man?" said Finn. "If you had to talk to me today, why couldn't you do it at the funeral?"

"Because this needed to be said in private," said Puck. "Could you just come out here for a moment?"

Finn sighed and stepped out the door, closing it behind him. "What could we possibly have to say to each other anymore? I thought you were my best friend. Best friends don't knock up each other's girlfriends and let them raise the kid."

"That was Quinn's idea," said Puck. "I wanted to take care of her and Lily, I really did. I begged her to give me a chance. I even tried selling drugs to the kids at our school to raise money to pay the hospital bill, and she wouldn't take me."

"Oh yeah, that makes you real father material," said Finn. Suddenly he almost understood why Quinn had done what she did. But that didn't change the fact that she'd forced him into a life built on lies. Or the fact that she'd cheated on him twice.

"That's not what I wanted to say though," said Puck. "Because it's not an excuse. I just hate myself right now for the fact that I didn't tell you sooner. All this time, I blamed you for the fact that you were raising my kid, and then when I finally told you the truth, I was like, yes, this is it. She's finally going to be mine. I'd actually had this plan that I was going to come up to your house with some papers and sue you guys for half-custody of Lily, which would have been easy because I have two close cousins who are lawyers and she's old enough for a DNA test."

It suddenly occurred to Finn to be nervous. Technically, Puck was Lily's only living parent. If he proved that he was the father, he'd be able to take her away.

"But what Quinn's mom said at the funeral," Puck continued, "About being attached to your kid by an invisible tether, really got to me. You have that with Lily. I don't. You've built her crib, held her in the hospital, fed her, changed her, dressed her, sang to her, started teaching her how to walk, and all that other stuff that a real parent does for their kid. I'm not connected to that little girl by anything aside from DNA. And as much as I wish it didn't have to be that way…" Puck paused, trying to choke back tears that were already running down his cheeks, "It is."

Finn hesitated. Then he nodded in agreement. "Well, thanks. I appreciate you seeing it that way."

"I just wanted to let you know that if you ever need any help with Lily, call me," said Puck, straightening up slightly trying to look and act as if he hadn't just been crying. "Here's all the profit I made with my pool cleaning business last month." He pulled a hundred-dollar bill out of his pocket and handed it to Finn. "I'll give you more," said Puck. A car horn honked. "I've got to get going now. Later dude."

Finn nodded again. "Thanks."

That night, Kurt had dinner with Finn and their parents for the first time since the fight. "So, what's life like living with Rachel Berry?" said Burt.

"Very…interesting," said Kurt. Everyone chuckled. "I mean, it was alright having everything in sight be either fluffy or pink or both and it was great having a duet partner 24/7 and finally having a chance to do something about that ridiculous wardrobe of hers, but she never quite understood why once in a while I like to sleep in past 6:00 a.m."

Finn laughed. "Yeah, that's Rachel for you."

Kurt looked surprised. "How do you know that?"

"Oh, she told me about it a long time ago," said Finn. "Every morning she gets up at six and has a protein shake and then exercises before doing anything else. She does it to keep herself focused on her goals."

"When did she tell you this, Finn?" said Carole.

"Not sure," he said. "Around the time last year that we were doing our first mashups so…not very long after the club started."

"And you remember that?" she said.

"Well, yeah," said Finn. "What's wrong with that?"

"Nothing," said Carole. She looked away and smiled a little.

"How's school, Finn?" said Kurt.

"Everyone's doing great," said Finn. "Everyone still misses you." Unfortunately, thinking about everyone at school made him think about the way he and Quinn had been avoiding each other lately in the hallways, which made him think about the fact that she was…

"Kurt?" said Finn. "Is there any way that you could come to the anti-drinking assembly?"

"The one where you guys are supposed to perform TicToc?" said Kurt.

"Yeah, but there's something else I want to do instead, and if you could help out that would really be awesome," said Finn. "I mean, if it's safe," he said quickly.

"Yeah, I'm sure it'll be safe for just a couple of hours," said Kurt.

"How much help do you need?" said Carole.

"Just Kurt and the Glee club," said Finn. "But you guys can come watch if you want."

"We might," said Carole. "Does Mrs. Fabray have Lily that day?"

"No, I do," said Finn. "You'll see."

"You're sure that everyone's completely sober now?" said Finn as he stood backstage with the rest of New Directions.

"I made sure," said Mercedes. "Are you sure you don't want one of us to come up with you?"

"Thanks, but I think we're good," said Finn, scooping up Lily in his arms.

"Good luck," said Sam, patting Finn's shoulder.

"Thanks," said Finn.

"And now, we have Finn Hudson from New Directions, who were supposed to be performing a song by key-dollar sign-ha, but in light of recent events, they are going to be doing something else instead," said Principal Figgins. Finn took a deep breath and came out onto the stage and took the microphone as the audience clapped politely.

"Hey, everyone," he said. "I'm Finn Hudson, and this is my daughter Lily." Almost as if on cue, Lily grinned and yelled, "Ba!" at nothing in particular, causing a few audience members to chuckle and a few to sneer at Finn's shamelessly announcing that he was a teen dad. "This was her mother, Quinn Fabray," said Finn. A picture of Quinn was projected onto a wall in the room. "Most of you knew her as the captain of the cheerios and the president of the celibacy club before she got pregnant. She's spent about the last year and a half trying to pull her life together between school and taking care of Lily after getting kicked out of her parents' house. Then, last week, she went to a party with some friends of ours and had a few drinks because she was feeling angry about something. Eventually it became more than a few. At the end of the party, she got into a fight with someone and decided to leave. When a friend offered to call her a cab, she refused. She decided to drive herself home, two hours later I got a phone call from the hospital." A few gasps came from the room. Finn realized that most of the students and teachers hadn't even been told that Quinn was dead yet and felt bad for a second. "Next year she would have been going away to college. She wasn't quite sure what she wanted to do yet, but she was smart and an amazing performer, so she could have been anything. Instead she's dead."

Finn froze when he realized that over half the people in the room had tears in their eyes, and he was one of them. He tried to concentrate on Lily to avoid crying in front of the whole school, but when he looked at her, all he saw was Quinn.

"Should we do something?" whispered Santana backstage.

"Yeah, I think one of us should go out there," said Sunshine.

"Allow me," said Kurt, walking out onto the stage before anyone else could respond. He came up beside Finn and took the microphone. "I spent part of my childhood growing up without a mother. It wasn't easy. I can't imagine how hard it'll be for a little girl."

At that point, almost all the audience members were crying. Even Sue Sylvester had a few tears in her eyes.

"This one's for you, Quinn," said Kurt. Then he took Lily in his arms and stepped to the side of the stage. Finn smiled gratefully as he made his way to the center of the stage with the rest of New Directions as they came out from backstage. Mercedes began singing.

"There's no one in town that I know
You gave us someplace to go
I never said thank you for that
I thought I might get one more chance"

Finn suddenly wished he was still holding Lily as he stepped forward to sing, but he knew he couldn't risk her crying and disrupting everyone. He glanced at her as he sang, Quinn's face echoing in hers more than ever.

"What would you think of me now?
So lucky, so strong, so proud?
I never said thank you for that
Now I'll never have a chance"

Then all of New Directions stepped forward and sang together.

"May Angels lead you in
Hear you me my friend
On sleepless roads the sleepless go
May Angels lead you in

May Angels lead you in
Hear you me my friend
On sleepless roads the sleepless go
May Angels lead you in
May Angels lead you in"

"Maybe she really did have my bone structure," whispered Sue Sylvester to herself in the audience.

"When do we make our announcement, coach?" asked Becky.

Sue realized that she was talking about the drunk dial of Will's she'd been planning on broadcasting. "Nah, I'm uncharacteristically not feeling like destroying his life today. I'll save that phone call to blackmail him with some other time."

The curtains on the stage closed "Thanks for that, Kurt," said Finn.

"No problem," said Kurt. "I've got to get back to school now, I still have two classes left and then a Warblers meeting."

"Still singing with the canaries, Kurt?"

Finn turned around and saw Karofsky coming towards him. "What the hell are you doing in here?"

"Actually, yes I am," said Kurt. "In fact, I have a canary. He's smarter than you."

"What's going on here?" asked Sam, stepping over with Santana, Puck, Mike, and Artie following behind.

"Karofsky was just leaving," said Finn.

"Fine," said Karofsky. "But you'd better not be thinking of coming back here." He pointed at Kurt and then left before anyone could say anything else.

"What's wrong with him?" said Artie. "If he hates you that much, why couldn't he just ignore you?"

"He's probably more scared of me than I am of him now that I know," mumbled Kurt to himself.

"Huh?" said Finn.

"Nothing," said Kurt. "Would one of you walk me to my car?"

"We all will," said Puck. He glanced at Finn on their way out the door as if to remind him that they were all still teammates.