So the show didn't mention his little sister's name, but I had to call her something so I improvised. Anyways thanks for reading and reviewing, hope you like this next update!


Quinn laughed as Puck swung his little sister around the room, twirling her in a circle while she giggled. Her fifth grade dance was coming up and Charlie had been bubbling about going, telling Quinn and Puck all about her dress and her friends. While she had been excited, Charlie had confided in Quinn that she didn't know how to dance, asking if Quinn would show her since she had seen her perform in Glee club. Quinn had been thrilled, taking any chance she could to bond with the little girl, but finding her belly a hazard. Quinn had then thought of another solution instead, and now she sat and watched as Puck spun his little sister around the living room.

"You're really good!" she said while he dipped her, "I'm surprised you can even move your feet!"

"Oh I've got the moves," Puck grinned, "I just save them for special occasions. Birthday parties, bar mitzvahs, you know." He pulled her up and twirled her again, Quinn watching as the small girl swayed back and forth.

"So who's your date?" Quinn asked while leaning on her pillow, "Is it Jeremy?"

"No," Charlie blushed while moving her small feet, "I didn't say yes to him."

"Wait, what? There are boys at this thing?" Puck asked while stopping abruptly, "You didn't tell me that."

"Yeah Puck, because the school is having a "school dance" but only for girls," Quinn laughed while Puck stared in confusion.

"Seriously, I don't think you should go," he said while dropping her hands, "I-I don't think you're ready."

"What? But Puck I have to!" Charlie whined as he stopped their music, "Aaron Hayes finally asked me out and-"

"Who's Aaron Hayes? Who, who is that?" Puck interrogated while frowning, "What's his social and what streets he live on?" Quinn stifled her laugh as she watched the two Puckermans fight it out, Puck's protectiveness kinda heart warming.

"You're not beating him up!" Charlie yelled while turning the music on, "I really like him and he really likes me, so I need you to finish teaching me to dance and shutup!" Puck's face turned into a smirk while she grabbed his hands, tugging Puck to move across the floor.

"Fine," he grumbled, "but I'm meeting this punk." The two continued to dance, Quinn watching in amusement.

"Do you ever dance like this with Quinn?" Charlie asked, Puck grinning while he stared down.

"I…actually I don't think we have," he said turning to her, "Of all the things we have done-"

"Puck!" Quinn snapped, narrowing her eyes while he grinned.

"Charlie take a breather," he said while letting her hands go. He pointed to Quinn and walked over, holding his hand out while bowing a little.

"Can I have this dance?" he asked in a funny voice, Quinn laughing at his cheesy gesture.

"Of course," she said while standing, joining him on the floor and lightly holding his hands. The two swayed back and forth, Puck spinning her and even dipping her once which had thrown her balance off a tad.

"You're really good!" Charlie cooed from the couch.

"You have no idea," Puck smiled as Quinn swatted at him. They continued to move when the doorbell rang, Charlie hopping up to answer.

"I'll get it, you keep moving Footloose," she joked to Puck while getting up.

"Not bad Puckerman," Quinn joked as she rested her head on his chest, "you know being a gentleman suits you."

"Which is why I'm always one," he said casually, Quinn snorting in reply.

"Hey," he said while tickling her, "I've gotten better!"

"You have," she said while looking up, "you definitely have." She leaned in to kiss him when a figure in the corner of her eye caught her off guard, Quinn turning to see Charlie and Mr. Puckerman watching.

"Well look at ya'll," he smiled while taking off his sunglasses. Quinn's uneasy feeling smacked her instantly, pulling Puck closer while he walked towards him.

"Hey," Puck said awkwardly, letting go of Quinn while walking over, "what are you doing here?"

"Well, I just figured I'd see what ya'll were up to," he said while sticking his hand to Puck, "see if ya'll wanted to do something." After greeting Puck he turned to Quinn, lightly waving while smiling.

"Hey sweetie, how you?"

"Fine," she answered uncomfortably, shifting in her spot and avoiding his eyes.

"Well uh, I see ya'll are busy so I'll go-"

"No!" Charlie said while grabbing his hand, "what did you wanna do?"

"Well I don't know really, maybe grab lunch or something," he asked while hugging her close, "I know you're mama works late tonight but I figure ya gotta eat right?" Quinn turned to see Puck's face, finding him nodding in agreement.

"Yeah, sounds good," he said softly, "You sure?"

"Absolutely, we'll load up," his dad smiled while motioning to the truck. Puck turned to take Quinn's hand but she shook her head.

"Its fine," she said while forcing a smile, "I think I'll stay." Puck looked confused while Charlie begged her to go, Quinn not enjoying being put on the spot.

"Quinn come on," Puck said while walking towards her, "Its cool, there's room-"

"I know," she said sweetly, "I'm just tired, you know and I think I'll just stay."

"Quinn-"

"Really," she insisted while pecking his cheek, "Go on, you three spend some time alone. I'll be fine, I need a nap anyways." Puck finally obliged and hugged her, taking Charlie's hand and walking towards the door.

"Well call me if you need anything," he shouted. Quinn saw Mr. Puckerman look back, nodding his head and flashing her one last grin before joining them. She shivered as she locked the door back, wondering what it was about him that creeped her out.


The shower felt good as it beat against her skin, Quinn leaning to the side and relaxing. Just a few more weeks and she'd finally be done with pregnancy, something Quinn could honestly say she was looking forward too. She turned to the faucet and shut it off, sliding the curtain back to find Puck opening the door.

"Jesus!" she screamed, grabbing her bathrobe and flinging it on, "You scared the crap outta me!"

"Sorry!" he laughed while walking over, "I heard the shower go off and I figured that was my cue." He wrapped his arms around her and pulled her close, kissing her lips despite the wet hair.

"Whoa, someone's in a good mood," she said when he pulled back, "What did you really do today?" Puck laughed and stepped back, helping Quinn grab her clothes while walking into their bedroom.

"Quinn it was like being with a whole other person today," he said as he sat down on their bed, "I mean my dad he's just…different." Quinn's uneasy friend came back, her stomach churning a little as he began to talk.

"I mean first we ate and then went to the park. Charlie wanted to go fishing so we spent the day there and it was as if we'd all been together forever." Quinn watched as he smiled, recalling their day and all the things they talked about. Puck reminded her of a child almost, a side of him Quinn had never dreamed he had.

"And I mean I know what you're gonna say, "Puck be careful," and I am, but I really think he's different Quinn." She sat beside him on their bed, patting his hand while listening.

"I'm happy for you, honest. I don't think I've ever seen you smile like such a girl," she joked.

"Shut up," Puck mumbled while playfully pushing her, "I just, I don't know, I-I like having my dad again." Quinn nodded, imagining how good it must've felt. Puck and happiness weren't exactly synonymous, so Quinn decided to keep her opinion about his father to herself.

"Well if you're happy then so am I," she forced out, not about to ruin the perfect mood his was in.


"So I haul tail down the road, blue lights are flashing behind me, and somehow I managed to turn and lose them!"

Puck's dad had joined them for dinner, cracking his kids up as he told stories about being on the road. While Puck and Charlie had laughed, Quinn and Mrs. Puckerman too she noticed sat uncomfortably, picking at their plates and merely nodding along.

"I mean I tell you, I've never been so terrified," he laughed. Quinn tried to play along but she couldn't help her suspicions, watching every move he made across the table.

"So, I-" he was cut off from his story by the ringing off his cell, jumping up quickly as the tone.

"Crap, I'll be right back guys," he said, patting Puck on the shoulder while heading out.

"Dad's crazy," Charlie said from her spot, sipping her water while smiling.

"Obviously…Quinn you alright?" Puck asked, having noticed her silent demeanor.

"Hm, oh yeah! Fine, just tired," she said standing, "I actually think I might head up."

"You sure?" he asked while standing.

"Yeah, I'm fine, stay! I just had a weird day." She grabbed her plate and pecked Puck before leaving, walking into the kitchen to clean it off. As she stood at the sink she heard angry whispers coming from the living room, turning to see Puck's dad. His back was to her so he had no idea she was there, grumbling into the phone and getting upset.

"And I told you I'm good for it," he growled, "but I need more time." An alarm immediately went off in Quinn's head, and she slowly shut the water off to listen.

"God damn it you have my word, alright? But I need longer than a week!" Quinn strained her ears, trying to catch every word he said.

"Yeah, sounds good. But you can't just call like this understood? I'll call you when I have it." He snapped his phone shut and Quinn frantically turned to the sink, grabbing a fork and scraping the plate hurriedly while pretending to not notice him.

"Uh, hey Quinn!" he said awkwardly, his tone completely different from before, "What uh, what are you doing sweetie?"

"Oh, just washing this off," she tried to say casually, her hands shaking while he approached her.

"Gotcha, gotcha," he muttered. He stood beside her oddly, as if he wanted to ask whether she had heard him or not.

"Well I enjoyed getting to visit with ya," he smiled as she shut the water off, trying to get away from him as soon as possible.

"Uh yeah, same," she smiled forcefully, wiping her hands off on the towel hastily.

"And I've also enjoyed getting to see Noah and Charlie again," he said softly, stepping towards Quinn, "These past few days have been the best I've had. I've really needed this." Quinn watched as his attitude changed again, less anxious and more sweet.

"You know I don't deserve to have those two in my life," he said while smiling, "so the fact they they're letting me in is huge. I don't know what I'd do if something were to ruin that." Quinn's heart pounded in her chest. Was he threatening her? Or was this a guilt trip of some kind?

"I don't have much time but what little I do I wanna spend with them, you understand that right?" Quinn could only nod as he smiled, "Good, I knew you would." He walked over and wrapped his arms around her, lingering a little too long against her.

"I guess I'll see you soon," he said as he turned to leave, Quinn standing in shock at the sink. She couldn't even begin to understand what had just happened to her, the past few minutes almost a blur. While she didn't know who he had been talking to or what he was up to, Quinn was suspicious about Puck's dad and now he knew it too.