Mass had just come to an end when Father Michael saw his favorite Sunday school pupil. She was making her way up the asile to the far right, her steps hesitant and sadness in her eyes. She stood to the side of the door and waited patiently, almost fading into the backround. He could see her, out of the corner of his eye as he talked with a few people before they finally departed. After they had left, he turned to face her, but she did not come to him. He stood by the front pew and she stood by the door, he did not know why she stayed so still. Finally the alter boys disappeared, having finally finished the clean up and preparation for the next mass that would start in an hour. She walked out of the shadows with a sad smile on her face.

"Hello Father Michael," she whispered, so quietly he barely heard her.

"Hello Quinn," the young priest greeted in a voice only a tad louder then her own. She didn't say anything more, only turned on her heel and walked over to reconciliation. She didn't even turn to face him before disappearing into the dark, closet like room. He followed her, going into the other booth before sitting down in his chair.

"Forgive me Father for I have sinned," she whispered.

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"What is wrong with her?" Tina finally asks after a few minutes of silence. Only minutes before Quinn had dashed out of the choir room as soon as the clock struck one, signaling the end of fifth period, just like she'd done every day for the past month.

"I don't know," Santana says softly, ignoring the startled looks she's getting from her classmates at the display of obvious concern.

"Something is definitely going on here," Rachel states as they all gather around the piano.

"I think Puck should ask her what the hell the matter with her is," Santana says, returning to Head Bitch in Charge mode.

"Why me?" Puck asks, well aware that Quinn would eat him alive. He knew her temper better then anyone.

"Because, you dated her and she's more likely to tell you then us," Mercedes tells him, as if it was the most obvious reason in the world. He wants to tell her she's wrong, that Quinn hates him for breaking her heart, but he doesn't. He loved her, loved her so much that he'd gotten scared and ran off like a little boy.

"Fine," he relents with a moan.

"Come on, she's in the hallway, go find her."

Without another word from any of the group, he venchers out into the hallway, quickly spotting her walking down the mathematics hallway. Well aware of her class schedule, he decides to cut through the science hallway and intersect her when the two intersect. As he sprints down the hall, he can't help but feel that something was seriously wrong with the girl he loved and adored. Quinn Fabray was anything but weak, and she'd rather burn in hell then let you see her vulnerable. The fact that she was so off yet so calm was off putting, scary even. He finally spots her walking down the hallway at a pace so slow even a turtle move faster, but something startles him, she's watching the floor, begging it to open up and swallow her whole. Where was the girl he had fallen in love with? This girl was not his Quinn, she was to… broken. Without another thought of the potential harm she could cause or the lack of Quinness in her, he steps in front of her, blocking her from her path of death (as he would later refer to it).

"Leave me alone," she tells him in a tone he can't quite explain, a mixture of stubborn, fear, sadness, and anger.

"Quinn," he whispers to her as he grabs her arm.

"I'm so sorry Puck," she whispers, tears in her eyes.

"Quinn, sweetheart." His voice is tender and sweet as he cups her face with one hand and brushes her hair out of her eyes with the other. "What's going on?"

"I'm pregnant," she whispers, finally allowing the tears to fall. He's crushed but he doesn't let her know that. Instead he pulls her into his arms and holds her close, vowing to save his fallen angel. If only he knew what was going to happen the next day.

The next morning when he came to school, he's immediately ambushed by Rachel, who tells him that Mr. Schue has called an emergency meeting. Puck feels his heart stops as he fears the worst. Had Quinn tried to kill herself? Was she in the hospital? Was she dead? His mind is racing with thoughts and he's scared, but he lets Rachel drag him down the hallway towards the choir room.

"Do you know why he called this?" Puck asks the brunette, wondering if he really wanted to know the answer.

"I don't know," she answers honestly.

When they get to the choir room the duo take their seats with the rest of the glee kids and wait as Mr. Schue talks with Miss P.

"Guys," Mrs. Schue finally says as he turns to face them.

Puck is biting his lip, praying that Quinn was safe and sound and just not there yet.

"Quinn…"

Puck feels tears well in his eyes, and he's angry, guys don't cry… but neither did Quinn.

"no longer goes to school here…"

Puck lets out a sigh of relief.

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A/n Hope you all liked it, next chapters will be longer and better, this is just the intro. I'm in the market for a beta reader, so let me know if you are intrested.