"That song was beautiful Puck." Quinn told him, pushing back a piece of her pink hair. The theatrical assignment had changed a lot of things between them. Puck had the potential to be an amazing father, and sometimes Quinn wished she could keep their baby, but it wasn't meant to be.
Puck smiled sheepishly. He never did take compliments from her well. "I - I wanted to show you that I wouldn't be a complete dead beat father."
"I never thought that." Quinn wasn't lying. Puck could be infuriating, but Quinn knew he loved their baby. "We can call her Beth."
He smiled. "I know she's not ours."
Quinn and Puck decided that giving her up would be the best option. It was a difficult decision, and sometimes it made Quinn feel sick, but it was what had to be done. "We can still love her."
"It's going to be hard letting her go." It wasn't going to be a good day. Usually the birth of a child was joyous, but Quinn knew it would be the opposite for her. Every aspect of their situation was wrong. Two stupid high school kids who made a stupid choice. Despite it all, Quinn wanted her baby. She dreamed of holding her and feeding her; giving her all the love her heart had.
But sometimes dreams don't come true.
Beth looked in the mirror and frowned. She hated not knowing where he looks came from. Would it be so hard to find a picture of her parents? Her mom had promised she would look at see if she had any information, but she kept coming up empty.
Maybe this was the end of the road?
It was hard being in the dark. Beth had nothing but dreams in her head, and that wasn't very useful. Bohemian Rhapsody was playing on the radio, causing Beth to smile. She always loved this song.
It was at that moment that Beth remembered a small - yet important detail.
Her mom had said that on the day she was born her show choir had performed this song at Regionals. Beth never thought much of it, but she realized that if her mom knew about her being born, then whoever was her parents had been there as well.
Beth was sure that her birth parents were not from her mom's school, but somewhere different. She quickly sat down at her laptop and typed in all the information. It was then she saw the two other competing show choirs.
Call it fate, but when she saw her - Beth knew.
The girl was beautiful. Bright blonde hair and a dazzling smile. The pregnant belly sealed the deal, but Beth knew who her mother was. Her heart began to beat fast. Was this her birth mother?
It had to be.
This girl - she was everything Beth imagined a more. There really was a resemblance between the two. Beth breathed in deep. Where was she to go from here?
Before she wished for just a picture, but now she wanted more.
Beth traced the picture with her finger. Her mother looked like a Quinn for sure. It was hard to believe she was pregnant there. Actual proof that Beth one time belonged to her.
She wondered if her father was there as well. There were two guys who looked like they could be her father, but Beth was unsure. With seeing her mom, she had an immediate connection.
It was harder finding her dad.
Beth bit her lip to fight back the tears emerging from her brown eyes. She felt guilty. Shelby was an incredible mom. She had given her everything, but it didn't change the fact that Beth wanted more. Finding her birth parents would be the greatest gift ever. Beth wanted to hug her mom, know what she smelled like. She wanted to have her dad to cry too.
She wanted them.