I do not own Glee or Mission Impossible. If I did, then we'd be living in a strange world.

Rachel's POV

"Do you know if Quinn's coming today?" asked Tina.

Tina and I were spending the last class until free period, when we'd go meet the glee club and Beth, in the William McKinley High School bathroom giggling and gossiping. The teachers really didn't care if you showed up or not, so Tina suggested that we just stay in the bathroom after I had gotten sick. I agreed because well, it sounded like fun.

"She texted me saying that she's coming, but that Puck isn't going to let her leave his side," I answered.

"We'll just have to find away to get her away from him. After everything that happened with Beth and then Quinn being in the hospital, the three of us haven't been able to hangout," frowned Tina.

"I agree, but Puck is going to be really stubborn about this."

"Maybe we could kidnap her."

"Tina?"

"What? Was my idea really bad?"

"Quite the opposite, actually. We're going to have to steal Quinn away from Puck."

"And how are we going to do that?"

"Well, someone is going to have to distract him."

"I know what to do! We'll get Artie in on it. I'll untie one of Artie's shoes, and then he'll ask Puck to retie it. Thus, giving us time to steal her."

"That's brilliant, Tina."

"Why thank you, Rachel."

"You're welcome. Now, back to the game. I spy-

Just then, the bell rang, and Tina and I got up and started walking to the choir room while humming Mission Impossible theme song. We ignored all the people who gave us strange looks. We were women on a mission.

"Hey, Rachel, Tina," greeted a familiar voice.

"Hey, Mr. Shuester," we both said at the same time.

"How are you, ladies?"

"He's onto us!" squealed Tina, and we laughed and ran over to the chairs and took our seats. Mr. Shuester looked at us like we were crazy.

"OK, then, the rest of the club should be here soon."

"I think we just scarred Mr. Shue for life," I whispered.

"I agree. Perhaps I shouldn't freak out when people ask how we are."

"That would probably help us be less suspicious, Tina."

"Hey, Rach. Hello, Tina. How are you two?" asked Jesse, who had walked into the room and taken his usual seat next to me.

"Hey Jess! I'm fine. How are you?"

"I'm good, too, but bored. I mean, it's not like anything's happening," said Tina awkwardly.

"Rachel, Tina, what are you two up to?"

Great, now someone really was onto us! I couldn't believe Tina and I were being such laughing idiots about 'kidnapping' Quinn, but hey, we needed to have some fun. It was the last day of school.

"Nothing you can prove!" I shouted.

Jesse gave me a questioning look and Tina and I just burst out laughing. Mr. Shuester seemed to be watching us and walked up to Jesse.

"Don't take it personally, Jesse, Tina yelled 'he's on to us,' when I asked her how she was doing," he whispered.

"Hey, we can hear you, Mr. Shue," I smiled.

"Yeah! You're words are so hurtful! I am offended," added Tina.

"What has gotten into you two?" asked Jesse, who appeared to be very amused by our strange behavior.

Before I could answer with some stupidly defensive remark, the rest of the glee club, minus Quinn and Puck, came filing in and caught us up in random conversations. I absentmindedly chatted with Mercedes about how she did her hair that morning. A few minutes later, we all heard someone calling to us.

"Who wants to see a baby?" called a voice which I recognized to be Puck's.

"A baby by the name of Beth!" added Quinn.

"WE DO!" cheered the glee club.

Quinn walked in with Beth in her arms and one of Puck's arms around her waist. She looked perfectly fine; she wasn't even pale. (Which was good, because only Artie, Tina, Jesse, and I knew that she was in the hospital for a few days.)

"Aww… she's a pint-sized Quinn," smiled Mercedes.

"She's beautiful," admired Mr. Shuester.

"Thank you," beamed Puck.

"Why is your baby almost bald?" asked Brittany.

"B, shh! I have to admit, Q, she is kind of cute," said Santana, who was almost smiling. Almost.

"Who wants to hold her first?" Puck asked.

"I DO!" chorused most of New Directions. Tina, Jesse, Artie and I had all held Beth before, so we could go later. Besides, Tina and I had a crime to commit.

"Tina, why are you untying my shoe?" questioned Artie.

"If you love me, when Puck and Quinn pass off Beth to someone else, let me wheel you up towards them, and then ask Puck to tie your shoe. Please, Artie?"

"Fine, but you're explaining this to me later, woman."

"Oh, it'll be explained within five seconds of you asking him."

"Huh?"

"Just be patient, Abrams."

Tina smiled at me and I nodded to show that I had heard and was ready. Once Beth was in Mike's arms, Tina got up and motioned for me to follow. Jesse watched as the three of us proceeded toward Quinn and Puck, but didn't make any move to follow us.

"Hey, Puck, would you please tie my shoe? I can't reach it, and I'm sure Tina's back is sore from doing it herself everyday."

"Sure, Buddy," said Puck, and then we put the plan in action.

Tina and I ran forward, grabbed Quinn's arms and started pulling her along with us as we ran back to the bathroom.

"We're confiscating your girlfriend!" I yelled back when Puck turned around after noticing that Quinn was no longer beside him.

"Guys, what the hell?" laughed Quinn.

"You've been kidnapped," Tina informed her.

"You're our prisoner," I added.

"That's great and all, but would you mind telling me why you kidnapped me?"

"We knew that Puck was going to make you stay by his side the whole time, so we decided to reclaim our ownership of you," stated Tina.

"You two own me?"

"Yes, we do. Now, how have you been feeling, Quinn?" I asked.

"I'm fine. I actually am fine. I have to be careful though. The doctor said that for about a week or two, I might randomly start running a temperature again. She said that's normal though and that it's more likely to happen if I exert too much energy. So, if it happens, I'm just supposed to lie in bed for the day. But I feel perfectly normal right now."

"OK, Quinn, but we don't want you to get really sick again, so if you think you're feverish, let us know," said Tina.

"I agree," I seconded.

"Honestly, I'm fine. So, how have you guys been?"

"Good. Nothing interesting has happened since Beth's birth, except for evil octopuses tormenting Rachel."

"Tina!" I exclaimed.

"Am I missing something?" asked Quinn, who seemed to be very curious and interested.

"Remember when I texted you in the middle of the night and then you called Jesse?"

"Yeah, I remember."

"Rachel was crying because she was dreaming about-

"TINA!"

"Evil octopuses?"

"Yes, Quinn, evil octopuses."

"Hey! In my defense, it wasn't exactly like that."

"I won't judge you, Rachel. I dreamt about cats."

"Cats?" Tina and I asked at the same time.

"I think cats are scary, OK?"

"Not as scary as octopuses."

"Gosh, I'm so glad I'm not pregnant," chuckled Tina.

"Your time will come Tina, just hopefully not in high school," remarked Quinn.

"Yes, Tina, please avoid teenage pregnancy. One of the three of us needs to get through high school without having a baby," I agreed.

"Don't worry guys; I'm not planning on having a baby anytime soon."

"Good. If you got pregnant, we'd all be screwed."

"Just wait until Principal Figgins finds out I'm pregnant," I said, "if there was a third pregnancy in the glee club, then our list of songs we're allowed to sing would be limited to Christmas Caroles."

"True! But you guys shouldn't be worrying about me. I'd be more concerned about Brittany and Santana."

We giggled and gossiped for a while and just enjoyed each others company. With everything changing so quickly, it was nice to be able to take it easy and laugh until you cried.

"Quinn, are you OK? You're starting to look a little pale," inquired Tina.

"You're just as bad as Puck! I'm fine. If I wasn't, then I'd tell you. Besides, I kind of promised Puck that I'd tell him if something was wrong."

"OK then, but I'm watching you, Q," said Tina.

We resumed our conversation about how stylish Kurt was, until something caught my eye.

"Quinn, did you just shiver?"

"It's cold in here, the vent is right there," she replied.

"Quinn, Rachel and I aren't cold, and we're in short sleeved shirts. You're wearing a long-sleeved shirt. You're running a fever, aren't you?" accused Tina as she leaned over to feel the shaking girl's forehead, but Quinn jumped up to her feet before Tina's hand could make contact with her.

"No! I'm fine, guys, really," but the way she slightly swayed on her feet contradicted her failed reassurance.

"Nice try, Q, I'm going to get Puck," said Tina, as she moved to get up.

"NO! No, do NOT get Puck. Fine, I think I'm running a fever, but the doctor said it would be normal for that to happen. There's only one hour of school left, and it's just free period. I'll just rest, OK? This isn't serious! This is normal!" protested Quinn.

"You said you promised Noah that you would tell him if something was wrong," I reminded her.

"This doesn't count as something being wrong," Quinn insisted.

"Puck would probably think otherwise," rebuked Tina.

"Please, guys?" pleaded the desperate blonde.

"You're recovering from a blood infection that could have killed you if you hadn't been taken to the hospital by Noah so quickly. If you're feverish, even if it's not serious, it's probably your body's way of telling you that you need to rest," I reasoned.

"Look, Puck's already worried about me because of me being in the hospital and something else," started Quinn, who was fingering the arm with the cut, "telling him about this is just going to stress him out over nothing."

"I still think you should tell Puck," said Tina.

"No."

"Then we'll tell him," I said, making it clear that I agreed with Tina.

"Then I won't come out of the girls' bathroom."

"It's not like he hasn't been in here before," laughed Tina, but there was a concerned edge to her laughter.

Quinn was about to argue, but instead moaned and started to lean against the wall for support.

"You need to sit down, Quinn," said Tina.

"It's just a low fever. No big deal," she objected.

"First of all, we don't know high or low this fever is, and secondly, you need to go home and rest. You can start by sitting down," I said as I gently pulled Quinn back down so that she was sitting.

"You're pretty warm, Q," said Tina after feeling her forehead.

"It's not that bad," Quinn argued.

"I know it's nothing serious yet, but if you don't go home and rest, it might get worse."

"Tina, I'm going to go get Noah."

"Rachel-

"You're not going to change my mind. I'm going to go get your boyfriend. I'll be right back."

"Fine, but just let me go tell him. He'll freak out if you go and be overdramatic about it."

"No, you sit, Quinn," said Tina, "you need to stay off your feet for at least a minute or two."

"Make sure she doesn't get up, Tina," I said as I left the bathroom to go fetch Puck. It was a good thing that the choir room was right across from the bathroom.

I walked in, trying to be unnoticed, but I should have known that Jesse would've acknowledged my presence.

"Hey, Rach. Where are Tina and Quinn?" he asked.

"Still in the bathroom. I need to get Noah for Quinn," I said as I kissed his cheek and walked to Puck, who was watching Mercedes hold Beth.

"Noah," I whispered, "you need to come with me."

"Why? Is Quinn OK?" he asked worriedly.

"She said it's normal and tried to convince us not to go get you, but she's running a fever again, but we don't think it's anything too bad. She said that the doctor said that this kind of thing might happen. She says she'll be fine for the rest of the hour, but Tina and I think you should judge whether or not she should go home and rest or not."

"Where is she?"

"Girls' bathroom."

We were about to leave the room when Mr. Shuester stopped us.

"Rachel, Puck, what's going on?" he asked, but thankfully not loud enough for the rest of the club to hear.

"Can we explain outside of the room?" I asked.

Mr. Shuester, Noah, and I stepped out into the hall and we explained how Quinn had been in the hospital, and how this was normal, but she probably needed to go home and rest.

"Puck, I give you permission to go in the girl's bathroom, but just this once! Wow, I never thought I'd say that," commented Mr. Shuester.

"Thank you," said Puck as he hurriedly made his way into the bathroom.

"Rachel, I'm going to run down to the nurse's office to get a thermometer, OK?"

"OK. I'll tell them."

And with that, I followed Puck, and Mr. Shuester went off to go get a thermometer.

"Quinn! Are you OK?" asked Puck as he sat down next to his girlfriend.

"I'm fine, Puck, and you know that this normal. I'm OK. We don't have to leave early. There's only… a little less than an hour left of school."

"You need to go home and rest," he murmured.

"No! Seriously, I'm OK. Let New Directions enjoy some time with Beth."

"I'm taking you home."

"No."

"Yes."

"No."

"Yes."

"Guys," I interrupted, "if it helps you make a decision, Mr. Shuester said he's running by the nurse's office to get a thermometer."

Right on cue, we heard a knock on the door, and I went and received the thermometer from our glee club director and Spanish teacher.

"Open up," I ordered, and she reluctantly complied.

About thirty seconds later, we heard a beeping noise, and Puck pulled the instrument out of Quinn's mouth.

"We're going home. You need to rest so this doesn't get worse," he announced.

"Why? What does it say?"

"103. Why didn't you tell me you weren't feeling well, Quinn? You promised me."

"This doesn't count as something being wrong."

"Yes, it does."

"This is normal and not serious."

"But if you keep trying to go on, it might get serious. Why didn't you tell me?"

"I honestly felt perfectly fine until a little while ago. Please don't be mad at me!"

"How could I be mad at you when you aren't feeling well? Come one, let's get you home. I'll go get Beth and tell the others that Beth has her check-up today, or something. I'll be right back," he said, and I could tell he was reluctant to leave his girlfriend's side.

We could hear Puck telling Mr. Shuester, who was waiting in the halls close enough for him to be heard by us, that Quinn had a temperature of 103 and needed to go home and rest. Mr. Shuester agreed that would be best. Within a minute, Puck was back with Beth in his arms.

"Hey, Tina, could you do me a favor and carry Beth for me?"

"Sure," said Tina as she took Beth into her arms.

Puck was about to pick up Quinn when she protested.

"Puck, I can walk," she insisted.

"You can walk, but you're not going to," he said as he scooped up Quinn with ease.

"Damn you, Noah Puckerman. Damn you and your worrying tendencies."

"I'm just taking good care of my girlfriend."

"Still, I'm damning you."

"Love you, too, Quinn." And with that, Puck, who was carrying Quinn, and Tina, who was carrying Beth, left to go to Puck's car. I waited until Tina came back before going back into the choir room.

The glee club greeted us and then went back to their conversations, besides Artie and Jesse, about how sad they were that Beth had to leave so early and how cute she was. Jesse grabbed hold of my hand, and walked me to a chair, while Tina went to go sit in Artie's lap.

"What happened? Is Quinn OK?" he questioned after we both were seated.

"She's OK. She's running a 103 fever, but she'll be fine. Puck just took her home to lie down."

"You did the right thing by getting Puck."

"You really think so?"

"Yes, I do. Why wouldn't I?"

"Because, the effort didn't go on without argument from a certain green-eyed girl."

"Well, that's Quinn," he laughed.

"I guess so. So, anything interesting happen while we were gone?"

"No. The most interesting part of the day, well for me, because I've already met Beth, was when you and Tina stole Quinn from Puck. Is that why you and her were randomly laughing and acting weird earlier?"

"Yes."

"I have to admit, it was a good plan."

"Of course it was, with my genius brain in on it! But it was mostly Tina's idea."

"What a team you two make."

"Never underestimate girl power, Jesse."

"With you around, how could I ever?"

"You're really good at flattery, St. James."

"I mean what I'm saying, Rach."

"Sure you do."

"Rachel, look at me."

Sighing, I turned my head to face Jesse.

"You're the most beautiful girl in the world and I love you. Never forget it."

I leaned against him and rested my head on his shoulder.

"I love you, too, Jesse."

"That's good to hear, because I'm kind of living at your house."

I just laughed and continued leaning on him.

"Snuggle time, much?" asked an amused Mercedes.

"Maybe a little bit," I smiled.

"Just keep it to a minimum. One baby is enough for this glee club," she chuckled before walking away.

"Wow," I said.

"At least she doesn't know yet," said Jesse.

"Imagine how Mr. Shuester will react when he finds out."

"I'm sure he'll think the baby's Finn's just like everyone else who knows did at first."

"I know, right? Why does everyone assumed the baby's Finn's?"

"Perhaps because of your romantic history with him?"

"I know I've said this before, but you're really cute when you're jealous."

"Should I take that as a compliment?"

"Yes, you should."

"Then thank you, Rachel."

"You're welcome."

"Do you think I'm cute when I'm not jealous?"

"What do you think, St. James? I am pregnant. Although, usually, that's your insinuation."

Wow, so this turned out to be really, really, really, long compared to my other chapters. Oh well! I hope it was worth reading.