Jesse's POV
"Artie, Tina, we're here!" announced Rachel as she pulled me towards the couple.
"Hey Rachel, Hey Jesse!" said Tina as she absentmindedly tugged on Arties's suspenders.
"Good, you brought Beth," said Artie as he motioned towards the baby in my arms with one hand, and tried to shy Tina's hand away from his clothes with the other.
"Yes, we brought Beth, as you asked. However, we didn't exactly follow-
"Shh! Rachel, they're not supposed to know," I interjected.
"Don't reinforce their behavior, Jesse. As someone who is close to Quinn, I am personally offended that you told Jesse to not inform me of-
"You told her?" asked Artie.
"Yes, but it wasn't exactly my fault."
"Then who's was it?" asked Tina.
"Who do you think?"
Everyone turned to face Rachel.
"What did you do to him?" questioned Tina excitedly.
"Hey! You're not going to give her any ideas, are you Rachel?"
"Not to worry Artie, I won't explain my ways to her until a later time, because we have to get down to business. Where are Quinn and Noah?"
"In her room, which is right over there," pointed Tina.
"Now, before you guys go, we have to fill you in on the full details of this plan. Jesse will be annoying Quinn, but go easy on her since she's feeling pretty badly, while Rachel and Puck will be acting as referees."
"Referees?" asked Rachel in disbelief.
"You and Puck just have to make sure that they don't kill each other."
"I can do that."
"Good. While all that craziness is going on, Tina and I will be sitting in the back and watching. It should be a pretty entertaining show."
"Got it, let's go," ordered Rachel as we all walked straight ahead into the room, where Quinn was lying in her bed and Puck was sitting next to her.
Quinn seemed very tired, sick, and fragile, but she perked up a little when we walked in the room. Her eyes were glued to Beth.
"You brought Beth," she smiled.
"Yes, we did," I said as I stepped forward and placed her baby in her arms.
"Oh Beth, Mommy's missed you, and so has Daddy. But Daddy's been annoyingly overprotective of Mommy lately."
"For good reason," said Puck.
"Here, go distract Daddy," giggled Quinn as she passed Beth to Puck.
"Hello, Beth. Mommy is worrying me, but she keeps saying that she's fine. You don't believe her, do you, Beth?"
"Hey," interjected Artie, "it's not good for you to put Beth in the middle of your relationship struggles."
"Shut it, Artie," laughed Tina.
"Puck and I do not have relationship struggles; he just sometimes annoys the hell out of me with his idiocy. There's a big difference," stated Quinn.
"Idiocy?" asked Puck.
"Yes, Puck, idiocy."
"How is it idiotic to-
"Enough! You two can argue later. Right now, we need to get to the bottom of that cut on your arm," interrupted Rachel.
"Rachel! We weren't supposed to bring that up until-
"WHAT? You told Rachel and JESSE?" screeched Quinn, who was now furious.
Artie was about to open his mouth when Tina cut him off, "Arthur Abrams, if you pretend to shock Quinn, I will tell my dad that you've been pressuring me or something else that would make him want to shoot you!"
"Your dad has a gun, too?" I asked nervously.
"WHY, PUCK, WHY?" yelled Quinn.
"Quinn, you need to calm down," said Puck.
"Don't tell me what to do, Puckerman!"
"Quinn, please? It's not good for you to get yourself worked up."
"Oooh! Jesse says the same thing to me all the time, except for you, Puck's probably right. In your condition-
"Rupaul, now is NOT the tine," growled the furious blonde.
"This is getting interesting!" cheered Artie.
"Your face is getting interesting, Abrams," growled Puck.
"Noah, I know that you are under immense stress right now, but insulting each other is not going to help."
"Listen, Berry, speaking nonsense isn't going to help!" he rebuked.
"I am not speaking nonsense!"
"Yes, you are!"
"No, I'm not!"
"Yes!"
"No!"
"Yes!"
"No!'
Yes!"
"Rachel, Puck, just stop it. Now you two are arguing," I reasoned.
"Are you calling me a hypocrite, Jesse?"
"No, Rachel, I'm not!"
"Yes, you are!"
"No, I'm not!"
"Yes!"
"No!"
"Yes!"
"No!"
"EVERYONE JUST SHUT UP!" screamed Quinn.
"Quinn-
"Don't tell me to calm down, Puck!"
"But-
"I really don't care at the moment! If all of you can't keep it together long enough for Puck to try and explain why he was such an IDIOT and told Man-Hands and More-Manish-Man-Hands about my fricken arm, I will kill all of you!"
"But-
"FINE! I'll kill them in a week, Puck, because apparently killing is strenuous physical exercise!"
"OK, then."
"Oh, don't act so cool about this, Mister! I'm going to kill you, too. That is, after I regain the ability to see straight and walk, and all that other stuff! Now, EXPLAIN YOURSELF!"
"Well, uh, only Jesse was supposed to know, but I guess he told Rachel."
"Wait a minute, are you telling me that you were planning on telling Jesse, of all people? It would be better if Rachel told Jesse, but no, you had to go and tell Jesse of all people?"
"Time out!" declared Rachel.
"WHY?"
"I have three questions. One, how come Beth is just smiling through all of this?"
"Because she loves her stud father and is content in his arms," answered Puck.
"Two, why are Artie and Tina making out in the back corner of the room?"
"Oh, sorry," blushed Tina after pulling apart from Artie.
"I guess we just got… distracted," smirked Artie.
"Gross! OK, last question. Quinn, why are you talking about my boyfriend like that? I think you're just jealous that Noah isn't as much of a man as Jesse is."
"OK, that's it Man-Hands! You WISH that you're show-tunes-singing excuse of a man was as hot and sexy as Puck is!"
"Does that mean that you forgive me?" asked a hopeful Puck.
"Don't ruin this," whispered Quinn.
"Noah is half the man that Jesse is," said Rachel.
"Rach, Quinn, lets not fight about this," I said.
"As hot as this argument it, Jesse has a point," agreed Puck.
"Fine. Time in. Where were we?"
"Yeah, where were we?"
"I don't know."
"Neither do I."
"Oh, I got it. Quinn was interrogating Puck about why he told Jesse about her big and suspicious gash," Artie explained.
"You have a good memory," said Tina.
"Why thank you, m'lady."
"NO! You two are NOT going to start kissing again," snarled Rachel.
"We'll continue this later," said Tina suggestively.
"Whoa, Asian, whoa! I'd expect that from Wheels, but not from you!" exclaimed Puck.
"Don't judge a book by its cover," she replied.
"You got right back. Alright, Quinn, go back to freaking out at your boyfriend," said Artie.
"Man, you guys are all stealing my thunder. Give me a minute to look at Jesse."
"Quinn, WHY do you need to look at my boyfriend?"
"Easy, Rachel."
"Because, it helps me get angry."
"Hey!" I shouted.
"If you can't take the heat, then get out of the hospital!"
"The expression is get out of the kitchen, Quinn."
"I KNOW, Artie, I was just adjusting it to our situation. Oh! I'm mad again. Now, dearest Puck, explain to me why you told Jesse. NOW."
"Well Quinnie-
"Quinnie? Really?" I asked.
"What is with you people? Just let us get through this!"
"Sorry, Quinn."
"Continue, Puck."
"Well Quinnie; ST. JAMES, STOP LAUGHING! Anyways, I told him because I thought that… he could annoy you into telling me how you got that cut on your arm," he explained, "I guess it wasn't that good of an idea. I'm sorry, Quinn. I only did it because-
"You were worrying about me. What is with you and your constant worrying?"
"Jesse has that same problem!" proclaimed Rachel.
"In my defense," started Puck, "you ARE in the hospital, so I think I should get to worry about you."
"And in my defense, Rachel, you ARE… oh wait! Artie doesn't know. Never mind," I fumbled.
"You're Dr. Smooth," grumbled Tina.
"What don't I know? Is Rachel dying, too?" asked Artie.
"Dying, too? I'm not dying, Artie," corrected Quinn.
"Well, if Puck hadn't worried and took your temperature-
"I don't want to think about that!" interrupted Puck.
"What's up with Rachel?" Artie asked.
"Tina, distract him!" Rachel ordered.
"On it!" she replied, and then Artie and Tina started talking to each other in low voices, so that we couldn't hear them.
"This is awkward," stated Quinn.
"Yes, yes it is," I agreed.
"So, what should we do now while Tina and Artie are working things out because SOMEONE couldn't keep their mouth shut?"
"I'm sorry, Rach. It was an accident."
"It's OK, as long as Tina can distract Artie, we'll be fine."
"Oh, I think she's got him distracted," commented Puck as he motioned towards the couple who were once again, kissing.
"Have you been teaching Tina your ways, Rachel?"
"Maybe… so Quinn, mind telling us about your arm?" asked Rachel.
"Actually I would mind rather much, Berry."
"Please, Quinn? Please? I love you," pleaded Puck.
"I love you, too, but-
"But?"
"Do I have to?"
"Technically you don't have to, but we could keep annoying you."
"So in that case, I guess I do have to tell you."
"YES! The plan worked!"
"Don't push it, Puck."
"Rachel, Jesse, Artie, Tina, can you all please leave so I can talk to Puck?"
"Sure," we all replied and left the room.
That was really fun to right. With those six people in a room, you know that there will be craziness.