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Quinn felt ill when she awoke the morning after her sob fest. She was staying in Rachel's guest room – hiding out from all the problems Quinn knew she had to face. Her chest ached from the heavy breathing through the sobs. God only knows what she actually looks like. Quinn made a mental note to avoid looking in the bathroom mirror. Puck had shaken her and Quinn hated him for it. That time in her life was supposed to be over. He shouldn't have the ability to break her heart. Quinn heard music playing downstairs and she smiled. Rachel was awake – doing her morning routine. Quinn quickly washed her face and pulled her hair up into a pony tail, she had to face the music sometime.

Finn was sitting at the table enjoying a hearty breakfast. He would never change. Quinn sat down and grabbed one of the magazines lying on the table. Finn didn't say anything, but he gave Quinn a sweet, soft smile. It was enough to shatter her heart into a million pieces. Finn always had a way with cheering people up. Sure, for awhile he hated her and Quinn couldn't blame him, but there were times he really came through for her.

Quinn hated theatrics but being pregnant caused her emotions to go haywire. It was ridiculous how easily she cried. Puck had said something stupid which caused Quinn to turn into a blubbering mess. She was embarrassed so she did the only thing that made sense – she ran. No one said a word when she slammed the choir door shut. Quinn assumed they were talking about how stupid she was being, but none of them understood.

It was a surprisingly nice day out. Spring was quickly approaching and Quinn was thrilled. The sooner spring came – the sooner she would be giving birth. It was hard to think of what would come and all the decisions she had to make, but Quinn wanted it to be over. She loved her baby girl, but there was no way she could give her the life she deserved.

"Quinn –"it was the last voice she ever expected to hear, but it was exactly what she needed. "I – I wanted to make sure you were okay."

She smiled up at Finn, who was standing awkwardly with his hands in his jean pockets. This was their first conversation since – well the truth came out. "I'll be okay."

Finn sat down next to her. At first, neither one of them said a word, but it was Finn who took the first step. "Is the baby doing okay?"

"She's doing perfect." Quinn smiled when she mentioned her baby. "I – Finn."

He looked over at her and gave her a sad look. "You don't have to say anything – honestly."

They both sat and looked in each other's eyes. Quinn leaned in slowly and placed a soft kiss on his lips. He reciprocated – letting his tongue slide into her mouth. Quinn couldn't help but notice that it just didn't feel the same anymore.

"It's different now." Quinn whispered. "How long have you loved Rachel?"

Finn's cheeks reddened. There was no denying how he felt. Quinn was no idiot. Oddly enough, the idea of Finn loving someone else didn't hurt. It felt good.

"I – I'm not sure." Finn admitted. "What about you – how long have you loved Puck?"

Quinn squeezed her eyes shut. Every day she tried to tell herself she wasn't in love with him, but she couldn't deny it much longer. "Awhile."

Finn grabbed Quinn's hand and sat with her in a comfortable silence. It was something he did to soothe her when times were tough. "You will always be special to me, Finn."

It was the truth. Finn took care of her and Quinn would never forget that. "Same here."

Finn held her hand and gave it a tight squeeze. "Everything is gonna work out – I know it."

He was always the optimist and Quinn loved him for it. Despite everything they went through – in the end – Finn became her very best friend. It was funny how it happened, but it worked. Of course, she had to learn to put up with Rachel, who at first was horrible, but then Quinn learned to love the girl.

In a weird way – they were a family, a totally bizarre, dysfunction, and amazing family.

There were only a few more days left in New York and Quinn wanted to spend them with Beth. She was the reason for being there, not Puck. Even though Quinn wanted to avoid him for the last days, she knew Beth wanted to meet her father. Quinn knew she had to talk to him again and that scared her terribly. Their last conversation ended on a sour note, but Quinn was determined to make it work.

"Rach, I have something I have to care of – but I will see you tonight?" Quinn knew that Rachel saw right through her, so she quickly went to take a shower.

Finn turned to Rachel and sighed. "Maybe they will both pull their heads out of their asses and be normal for once."

"Finn!"

Puck didn't even want to look over at his alarm clock. He had spent the entire night crying and mopping. Sure, deep down he felt pathetic, but the weight of everything was finally starting to make him crack.

He groaned when he heard a loud knock on his door. Who in the hell would be bothering him? Hopefully, it wasn't some girl he randomly hooked up with at a bar. He was so not in the mood for that.

The banging on the door got louder and Puck was getting more irritated. He quickly put on a pair of sweat pants – ignoring a shirt. Puck had planned the perfect insult for whoever was knocking, but when he opened the door he was rendered silent.

Quinn was standing there in a pair of jeans and a white shirt. It was simple, but so fucking beautiful. At first Puck didn't know what to say or do, so Quinn just walked right on in.

"Listen, why I am here has nothing to do with – us." Quinn told him firmly. "You're daughter is here in the city and she's the most beautiful girl ever. You need to see here. Do one fucking thing right in your life and go see your daughter."

Puck was still searching for the words. "I can't – "

"No, don't give me this shit. She will love you no matter what. You are her father and she wants to know you so badly. She loves you and I love you and I wish you would just get your shit together."

Quinn was pacing around his apartment in a way Puck had never seen. This new Quinn was fiercely independent and not shy. Her mouth was also pretty vulgar as well. "Puck – Noah – you have a chance to show Beth that you always wanted her. It might be the only chance you have."

"I can't go without you."

It was an embarrassing confession, but Puck couldn't see Beth would Quinn by his side. He needed her there for strength or whatever. This was something he thought about every moment of his life – and Quinn had to be there.

"Of course."

Beth was just about done packing up the rest of her clothes when Shelby called her into the kitchen. She suppressed the urge to roll her eyes. Honestly, Beth wanted to be left alone in her own thoughts. Everything was perfect this week and Beth was so thankful, but she knew that feeling in her heart would never go away. She longed for the father she never knew.

When Beth reached the kitchen she almost fell to the floor. Standing next to her mother was Quinn – and a man she knew had to be her father. Beth felt the tears stream down her face as she stood staring. There he was – better than she ever dreamed. Quinn looked up at the man standing next to her – she also had tears in her eyes.

Shelby smiled the same smile the moment she met this young couple.

Puck stepped forward; nervous about what to say. "I'm sorry it took me so long to get here."

Beth ran into his arms and hugged him tightly. She wanted to remember every detail about him. This moment was something she always dreamed of. Her father was there and he was hugging her tightly. Beth looked up and saw Quinn wiping the tears from her eyes. "I love you so much, baby girl."

Beth smiled. "I love you too."

Finally, she had her family back together – but she knew it wouldn't last forever.