This chapter will cover the very, very beginning of Regionals. Just a quick heads-up: As you've probably already figured out, Regionals in this story is going to be different than Regionals was on the show. Oh and yes, the story started out after Funk and before Regionals. Of course I made one change as to what happened in Funk: Quinn is still living at Puck's house. (Which was shown in chapters 1 and 5) Enjoy!

Rachel's POV

"Ah, the McKinley High School choir room. I missed this place," said Jesse.

"What do you think you're doing?" I demanded.

"Going to glee club practice."

"Jesse, if you go in right now Finn is going to eat you! Wait out here until Mr. Shuester introduces you or something," I said as I walked into the choir room and took my usual seat between Quinn and Tina.

Mr. Shuester walked up to greet us, "Hey girls, how are you today?"

"Fine," replied Tina.

"Tired," mumbled Quinn.

"Good," I smiled, "and how are you, Mr. Shuester?"

"I'm fine, thank you Rachel. Oh, and is he here?" he asked.

"Yes, he's here. I made him wait out in the hallway and told him not to come in before he's introduced, because I'm pretty sure that unless you intervene Finn's going to eat him."

Mr. Shue didn't know quite what to say after that, and so he walked away with a puzzled look on his face.

Quinn tugged on my arm and then whispered, "Jesse's here?"

"Yes, he's here," I whispered back.

"How?" asked Tina.

"He transferred back- long story. Mr. Shuester's not letting him perform at Regionals because of the timing, but he's going to be your fellow assistant coach, Quinn."

Before Quinn could respond, Mr. Shue called the team to order and started to hand out sheet music. We were about to start rehearsing when he seemed to remember that he had some introductions to do.

"Now, before we start rehearsing, I have some people to introduce. First off, Quinn isn't going to be performing at Regionals due to her current state, so she is going to be an assistant coach this weekend. However, we still need twelve people to compete, so I had to fish us out a substitute. Please welcome back, Jacob!"

The room fell silent as everyone waited for the much-hated Jacob to walk into the room, but he didn't.

"Uh, Mr. Shue, Jacob told me to tell you that he wouldn't be at rehearsal today, and now I understand why he would be at rehearsal at all, to attend an intervention about panty-raiding that his family set up for him," announced Kurt.

"Oh," replied our coach, "Well, it's not like rehearsing would make much better anyways. Also, we have a new glee club member! Since this member joined glee club so late and since he has a… history with one of our competitor, the show choir governing board wouldn't approve him to be Quinn's sub. However, he will be an assistant coach at Regionals, along with Coach Quinn. We are once again joined by Jesse St. James!"

Jesse walked into the room and stood by Mr. Shuester. At that point, most of the glee club just stared at him in shock. I gave Jesse an encouraging smile, which he returned. This exchange made Finn's expression from disbelief to crushing anger. The tension in the room was mounting and Mr. Shue knew that he needed to do something.

"Uh, I think the coaches need to have a quick conference. Coach Quinn, please join us up here, that is, if it's comfortable for you to stand up."

"I'm still functional," said Quinn, as she rose and went up to stand by Jesse, trying to urge the theme of acceptance.

"Alright, let's huddle up!" cried Quinn.

Jesse, Mr. Shuester, and Quinn formed an awkward circular formation.

"Umm… OK, does anyone have any ideas about how to get the rest of the club to work with Jesse?" asked Mr. S.

"I guess I've earned all this hate," sighed Jesse.

"Wait, what? No, no, no! What is this noise? What is this noise, Jesse? Where is your annoying arrogance? You need to be tough, and I mean really tough if you're going to get out of here alive. Not that I care because I'm your friend, because we're not friends. Let me get this straight: I hate you. No, I REALLY hate you. But does that mean I'm going to let you Finn derive sadistic pleasure from ripping you apart? No. Quinn Fabray is a better person than that. She is not going to let her… her… her acquaintance's love interest get eaten! Oh and by the way, her acquaintance has really bad taste in sexual partners. So you, yes you Mr. St. James, GET IT TOGETHER!" yelled a suddenly fired up Quinn.

"Well, that was very… inspiring, Quinn." said Mr. Shuester.

"Admit it Quinn, you care for me as a friend," challenged Jesse.

"No I do not, Care Bear Collector, but there's that arrogance I was looking for. So get out there and be an ass! MAKE them accept you as a semi-likable member of this glee club! Let the records show that I still hate you," said Quinn.

With that, Jesse tugged Quinn away from the huddle, and they faced the glee club.

"Hello everybody," greeted Jesse.

The room was silent once again. Finn was about to change that, when Quinn cut him off.

"Let's all say hello back to Jesse! Hello, Jesse! See, if I can do it you can do it! Come on, why don't you try Rachel!" said a frantic Quinn. I have to say that I was touched at how hard Quinn was trying to make it work, even if her techniques were more amusing than helpful.

"Hello, my Jesse," I said before immediately realizing that the use of the word "my" was a mistake. Finn was about to erupt, when once again, someone interrupted him.

"Hello, Jesse," said Tina. Many of our team members stared at her in shock wondering why the shy girl would be one of the first people to respond to Jesse.

"Hey, Jesse," said Puck. That was the final straw for Finn.

"THIS IS GARBAGE!" yelled a furious Finn.

"Finn, I-

"What, Rachel? Has he changed? Is he no longer a no-good spy now? I can't believe that you could ever be that STUPID!" Finn interrupted me.

"Don't call my girlfriend stupid," growled Jesse.

"You're Rachel's BOYFRIEND again?" screamed Finn, who was now walking up towards Jesse with his fists clenched.

"Hey, hey, hey. Sit down, Finn," warned Mr. Shuester.

Finn continued to walk up towards Jesse.

"Finn, sit the hell down. Fighting isn't going to help," demanded Quinn.

"Why should I listen to you, you cheating little bitch?" retorted Finn.

"Do NOT talk to my girlfriend like that," snarled Puck.

Suddenly, both Puck and Jesse were ready to rip Finn's head off.

"Puck, calm down. It's OK. Finn's just mad about Jesse and Rachel and . I didn't take it personally," pleaded Quinn.

"Fine," mumbled Puck as he took Quinn's hand and sat her down away from Finn before grudgingly sat down next to her. From the looks of his face, he would much rather have been punching Finn out.

I was instantly grateful that Quinn, who was heavily pregnant, was away from testosterone-fueled Jesse and Finn. I may have been pregnant, but I wasn't nearly as fragile as Quinn was. I was only 6 weeks, after all. I took advantage of the moment and decided to try and numb things down.

"Finn, Jesse, please both of you just calm down and listen. Just give me one minute. Finn, Jesse and I are dating again. I listened to him and now know why he did the things he did. He still shouldn't have done them, but he's a good guy, Finn. Besides, he's here to stay and Regionals is THIS WEEKEND. You can be mad at me and Jesse, but please just can you try to deal with this, at least just for Regionals! Don't let your anger at us disadvantage the rest of the team! If we don't place, glee club is over." I begged.

"Fine," growled Finn before turning to Jesse, "but we are dealing with this after Regionals."

"And the ladies involved with this: Quinn, Tina, and especially Rachel, we are going to talk about this later. But Finn, I think you and Jesse should just stick to talking. Bloodshed isn't going to fix this," declared Mercedes.

And with that, Mr. Shuester ended the conversation and started the most awkward glee club rehearsal ever.

Quinn's POV

The day had finally came- it was Regionals. If we placed, glee club would be given another year. If we didn't, New Directions would be over. Forever. On the ride there, Puck kept telling me to calm down.

"Quinn, if you keep stressing yourself like this, you're going to go into labor!" he would say.

I told him that I would be fine and that Baby Beth wouldn't be making an appearance for quite awhile. He didn't seem to believe me. However he did have a point in a way, I shouldn't be stressing so much. Even though I wished I could have performed, I still had to realize that I shouldn't be stressing out as much as the performers. They actually had to go out there and put on a show. I didn't have nearly as much pressure as they had. Still, as Puck helped me out of the car (he had a compulsive need to help me do everything during that stage) I was extremely nervous.

"Alright guys, lets go have a quick meeting in our designated room before Aural Intensity starts their performance!"

I don't know if it was the nerves or my impatient baby, but at that moment, I felt a sharp pain in my stomach. I told myself that it was probably just a Braxton Hick, one of those false labor contractions that the doctor had told me about. Luckily, everybody was following Mr. Shuester at that moment, so nobody saw my look of pain. But when Puck noticed I was behind the rest of the group and went back to walk me to our room, he noticed that my eyes were watery.

"Hey, Quinn, are you alright?" he asked.

"Yes Puck, I'm just worried about glee club ending." I said, and it was only half of a lie.

"I thought I told you not to worry. Come on Quinn, it'll all be OK."

I let myself believe his words. New Directions was going to be amazing and Beth wasn't going to be coming today. I chanted that again and again in my head. Once I was in the room with the rest of the club, I went from worried Quinn to worried Coach Quinn. New Directions was about to get coached by a whole lot of baby mama.