I'm writing this as I'm watching the episode Throwndown.

After Jake bathed Beth and got her dressed into another outfit, keeping her barefooted, he noted how sleepy she was getting. Figuring she wanted a nap Jake lifted Beth up and carried her over to his bed and placed her on, placing the top blanket of his bed over the girl. Once he was sure she was alright he left the room, leaving the door open a tad bit.

He left. But came back minutes later to make sure all the windows were shut and locked. Once they were he left the room again.

Jake got into the living room and packed up all her toys when his phone rang.

"Jake speaking." He answered.

"Hey it's Puck."

"What's up?"

"Listen I just got off the phone with Shelby. Your going to be stuck with Beth until around eleven."

"Uh, okay."

"In the morning."

"EXCUSE ME?" Jake yelled.

"Just kidding!" Pucked laughed. "She'll be over around nine tonight."

"So what's this call for?"

"A head ups. Later."

"Puck really sucks." Jake hung up the phone as he continued to pick up the toys in the living room.

About an hour later into watching a TV show Jake was about to go check on Beth when the doorbell rang. He walked over to the door and checked the poop-hole, finding someone unexpected outside of the door. He opened the door and saw a dark hair Cheerio standing there.

"Word on the street is that your alone today and Mama isn't coming back until after two in the morning." Bree said. "I'm bored and need some love right now."

"Uh, well...there's a little bit of truth in that but also—"

Bree pushed herself into the house and looked around as she entered the living room. Jake sighed as he shut the door and followed her in. "Bree look as much as I want this now too, I just can't."

"Shut up." Bree turned to him. "Look I prefer a bedroom. Yours is common, but I've been into this thing with parents beds too. Shower time is pretty okay but last time I did that with someone I had to bring him to a hospital with a cold towel on his head to stop his bleeding head."

"Bree I—" Jake started, but Bree's mouth connected with his mouth. She pulled out a moment later and said, "Come on."

"Bree I can't." Jake said. "I've got something else going on."

"Shut up and just let me—" Bree said before a sound from down the hall stopped her. "Who's that?"

"I've got someone else here, just—"

"Babysitting?" Bree said. "Whatever I don't care. Just get the brat into bed and let's pull an all nighter."

Jake rolled his eyes as he left to check on Beth. He opened the door and saw that she wasn't awake, but instead she was still asleep. The noise, he discovered, was from Beth knocking over one of the books on his bed while she was turning onto her side.

Jake shut the door and when he turned he saw Bree standing there. "You done taking care of your kid, Puckerman?"

"She's not my kid, she's a friends kid." Jake said.

Bree gave him a look.

Jake sighed. "Fine. Hard-core make-out session, for a while, then you've gotta go. If she says anything to her Mom about this than my ass is kicked. And so is Pucks."

"Does the mom not know the baby is here?"

"No, she knows. Puck told her this morning." Jake said, grabbing Bree's hand. "Come on my Moms room."

Half an hour later during the middle of their hard-core kissing session, Jake felt Bree's hand on his belt and unbuckle them. He pulled out for a second staring at her.

"Come on, kids sleep for like...ten hours. She won't wake." Bree said. "Please?"

Jake sighed as he got up and shut the door. He turned back to Bree on the bed and got on the bed, moving in to kiss her. Jake and Bree began kissing as she took his belt off..

Ten minutes later, his shirt and her shirt off, Jake placed his hands around the back of Bree and began unclipping her bra hooks when the sound of a door opened and a small girls voice entered.

"Jake! Hungry!" Beth called out.

"SHIT!" Jake yelled, falling on top of Bree to cover her from Bree.

"Excuse me!" Bree yelled.

"Beth!" Jake turned around and looked at her.

"Jake fighting?" Beth asked.

"Uh..yeah...I'm wrestling a friend for...a cookie." Jake replied. "Look...go to the kitchen, I'll be there in five minutes."

"Okay." beth said with a cheery tune and left the room.

Once she was gone Jake got off the bed, releasing Bree, and grabbed her shirt from the ground. "What the hell Jake?"

"You've gotta go." He tossed her shirt at her. "Now."

"Why? Just get her to take another nap and we can go on."

"I knew this was a bad idea," Jake said putting his shirt back on. "Bree you've gotta go."

"Why? Just put her back to bed!" Bree screeched.

"Bree." Jake said in a stern voice. "Get out of here, or I'll tell Coach Sue that you got pregnant by some other cheerleader guy from that annoying all-boys school over in Bluffton. Although you did get an abortion, Coach Sue will still kick you off and I only know that because of Puck hearing it from Quinn, and from Kitty."

Bree slapped Jake in the face as she got her shirt on, then got up and leave.

Jake followed Bree to the door, where she slammed it behind him. Jake rolled his eyes as he walked into the kitchen and saw Beth eating some of the cookies.

"Jakey, who that?" Beth asked.

"Just a friend of mine." Jake said sitting next to her. "Look no one else is gonna come over today. It's just gonna be the two of us. I promise."

"Okay."

"Beth? Don't tell Mommy about this." Jake said. "Or else Uncle Jake's gonna get Uh-Oh."

"Okay."