"I can't believe we're doing this. Going to get Beth." Puck said and smiled at Quinn who was sat next to him. They were in Puck's car driving to Perrysburg. They were going as two teenagers but were going to leave as two parents; two proud parents. Quinn gave him a smile but continued to stare straight out at the road ahead, feeling sick to the stomach. Is this what it feels like when excitement, nervousness sand worry get mixed up together?
Puck picked up on her mood instantly and, whilst keeping on hand on the wheel, he intertwined his fingers on his other hand with hers. She tried to pull her hand away and she shook her head. She couldn't do this – she was with Sam.
But he gently squeezed her hand and said, "I just want to hold my baby mamas hand, is that so wrong?" And he felt her relax next to him. But Puck wasn't finished; he carried on talking in that caring tone he only used when he talked about Quinn or their family. "Do you remember last year, in the hospital, after Beth was born, and I told you I loved you? It's still true. I love you because we're going to get our baby back but I'd love you even if we weren't. I never stopped loving you Miss Quinn Fabray."
Quinn felt the tears in her eyes, she felt them threatening to come out. She hated how she broke down at everything, she just wanted to be strong. But she couldn't. She couldn't because Puck's words had dug right into her heart and she knew they were true, she could feel it in the way he said them. Quinn hadn't felt this way in so long; she hadn't felt truly loved by anyone. Not like this.
By now the tears were streaming down her face and Puck took one look at her, pulled the car over, shut off the engine and turned his body to face her. "Hey, hey, what's wrong?" he asked whilst stroking away the tears from her cheek.
Quinn watched, for a few moments, as the cars sped past and then she used the edge of her sleeve to dap under eyes. A shaky, hiccupping voice began to escape her. "What if I can't do it? I'm going to be a terrible mom. We shouldn't be doing this… I shouldn't be doing this." Quinn looked down, ashamed.
"Listen to me," Puck said to her whilst lifting her chin with his finger, "No-one, and I mean no-one, would make a better mom than you Quinn. I promise. And you've always got me right?"
Quinn nodded and stared into his caring, beautiful eyes. Before she knew what she was doing, she was leaning her head into his. And when their lips touched she could remember nothing feeling as good. During that kiss she felt loved, she felt safe and she felt happy. Puck's lips were so gentle but so forceful at the same time and when they broke apart she didn't want it to be ending.
With their faces just inches apart, Puck whispered something. "I love you." She gave him a small smile and he stroked her smooth hair.
"Okay?" he asked. She bit her bottom lip and nodded. She was okay now she had him. Puck saw the dried tears on her face but noticed she wasn't actually crying anymore. He placed a small kiss on her forehead and pulled the car out into the road again but the whole time he did not let go of hand.
As they drove, Quinn thought over what had just happened. She had never experienced something so magical in her life and now she had no doubts that she loved the guy sat next to her. He was everything she needed, everything she wanted.
They began to talk about other things as time went on and Quinn found herself laughing uncontrollable at some of the things he was saying. "Puck? she said, a smile still plastered on her face because of something he just said. "You do know you not allowed to stop where you did earlier right?"
"Yeah, I knew. But what was I supposed to do? You were crying, I had to do something. And besides, I'd say that kiss was worth breaking some parking law over."
"Well it was pretty hot," she admitted, smiling.
"There you go then."
For a while they drove in silence and it was getting pretty dark outside but they'd booked a hotel for they night and were going to get Beth the next day. When they drove by a sign for the adoption agency Puck felt a delicate squeeze on his hand. And just seconds later Quinn felt a reassuring squeeze on her hand.
Quinn looked at all the numbers on the doors as they walked down the long hotel corridor. "The woman said we are number 208…" she mused whilst striding down the hall, seemingly unaffected by the moaning of the boy behind her. Puck was slumping behind carrying everything. Even the car seat which he couldn't understand why it couldn't be left in the car but Quinn said they needed to bring it so he did. Apparently Quinn could hear his groans behind her because she suddenly perked up with; "I thought you were meant to be my strong man?"
"I am!" he said whilst standing up a little taller and hearing Quinn chuckle. Finally they reached the room which Quinn unlocked with the key which happened to be the only thing she was carrying. Upon entering the room, Puck dumped everything on the floor in the entrance and flexed his arms. For a moment they both just stood and stared at the double bed in front of them.
"I guess I'll sleep on the floor then." He offered, trying to be considerate. She smiled and gave him a quick kiss on the cheek before dragging her bag to the bed. Quinn took a few things out of it and went into the en suite to take a shower.
While he waited, Puck wandered aimlessly around the room, opening and shutting draws, sliding the door of the wardrobe, staring out of the window. When she still didn't come back, Puck was getting super bored so he got up from where he was sat on the bed to turn the TV on. Just as he was pressing the button, Quinn and a whole lot of steam came out of the bathroom. She was wearing nothing but a towel and she was seemingly unaware of the effect she was having on the boy stood just metres away. Quinn grabbed some clothes from her duffel bag and turned to face Puck.
"Close your eyes." she ordered. She watched as he put his hands over his eyes and mock-peeked between his fingers. She laughed and playfully hit him.
"Now close your eyes" she said again and this time he really did. She let the towel fall to the floor and slipped into her pyjamas. Once she was done she told him he could open his eyes and she crawled into bed.
"Goodnight Quinn Fabray" Puck said.
"Goodnight Noah Puckerman"
Puck walked over to the light switch and turned it off. The room was almost completely dark. Quinn could faintly see Puck's shadowy figure and he walked back over to his 'bed' on the floor. Puck peeled his shirt off and wriggled his jeans off before lying down. Normally he slept completely naked but he thought he'd be considerate and leave his boxers on just for that night.
The room was quiet for a few minutes except from the sound of Quinn's delicate breathing and Puck's attempt to get comfy. They both knew the other wasn't asleep.
"I'm proud of you." Puck said out of the blue. Quinn smiled into the darkness and felt her face glowing with the happiness of being here with Puck.
After a few more minutes of silence, Quinn spoke up. "Puck?" she asked, unsure of whether he was still awake or not.
"Yeah" he replied.
"Will you lie with me?" she asked with her soft voice. Quinn heard the movement as he got up out of his bed and she then felt his warmth as he climbed into hers. He lay down and wrapped his strong, protective arms around her. And that is how they stayed. Neither of them said anything to each other. They didn't need to; they knew they had each other and that was all they needed.
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