A/N: So I got this one done fast just because I had it fresh on the brain. This chapter is actually in a different point of view than Quinn's, and I'll probably switch that up a little bit every now and again just to get different sides of the different stories going on at once. This one's in Sam's point of view as you'll see when you read it. I'm excited about this story and I'm really glad that some of you are too based on your reviews, I really, really appreciate those. Hopefully you enjoy this one too :) –Kay.

Chapter 2-

Sam rolled his shoulders a couple times and pulled his shirt back on over his head. Football practice seemed to be getting harder and harder on the daily. Coach Tenaka was pretty dead-set on having them win at least one game this season and since that had yet to happen he was getting pretty mad, taking it out on then with harder practices and more yelling. It probably didn't help much that it was totally obvious he had the hots for Ms. Pillsbury who was totally crushing on Mr. Schuester. Adults always tried to make things not obvious, but they were really bad at it here, Sam noticed.

He'd finished taking a long shower and getting dressed and closed his locker after making sure that all his equipment was actually in it. He looked down the row of lockers as Finn slammed the metal door of his locker louder and ran a hand through his hair. It had been two days since that day in glee club where he and Quinn had showed up looking like they just heard someone died or something. Finn had been frustrated and seemed upset since then. Sam had thought to ask him about it, but even though they were teammates in both football and glee club, he really didn't think they were that close. Not to mention he felt a little awkward talking to the guy when he knew that he had lost his virginity to Finn's girlfriend, and she'd lost hers to him. That would make it a little difficult to talk to somebody straight.

Sam wasn't one of those guys that went out of his way to sleep around or to try and steal other guys girlfriends. That seemed more like something Puckerman would do, but lately he actually seemed to only be fixated on one girl in particular and that almost made the blonde boy feel worse about what had happened at camp. It was a couple of months ago now that it had happened, but it was getting to him every day. He actually liked Quinn, he had thought that maybe after that had happened between them she might change her mind about Finn, but if anything she had just clung onto Finn tighter. It didn't exactly make Sam feel any better. Was that going to stop him from being a man about things though? No. He wasn't going to let it. Taking a deep breath, he followed Finn out of the locker room and down the hall, catching up to him.

"Hey man, are you okay? You've seemed kinda upset the past few days." Sam pointed out, walking beside him.

"Yeah, it's kinda personal, but I'm alright." Finn mumbled.

"Well if you need someone to talk to, I'm all ears bro." It was probably one of the girlier things he had said, especially since he was saying it to another dude, but he didn't care.

Finn stopped walking and after a couple steps of not realizing the taller boy had stopped, Sam finally stopped too and turned back to look at him. Finn looked conflicted as his brow furrowed and he scratched the back of his head.

"You can't say anything to anyone alright?" he said quietly, moving his eyes back and forth down the hall at the people that were still walking by.

It was after school, but that didn't mean people weren't still around.

"Of course dude." Sam nodded.

Finn took a deep breath and looked down at the floor as he spoke, "Quinn's pregnant, and she's keeping the baby."

Sam was pretty sure he felt the world come to a complete standstill. He blinked a few times at Finn before the other boy walked away silently with a look of embarrassment on his face. Sam stayed where he was, standing in the middle of the hallway with his jaw hung open, his hearing turned into an echoing. This was even worse than when his parents had told him that after spending all his life in Tennessee, they were moving to Ohio. Ohio where he knew no one and would thrown into a high school just to be the new kid. Ohio where, now, he'd gotten himself in way more trouble than he could have imagined.

Quinn had told him that she and Finn hadn't done anything, and he highly doubted that that had changed since the two of them had gotten back from camp or since school started. Which meant… Which meant he needed to find Quinn. Now.

Cheerios practice usually got out not long after football practice unless it was one of Coach Sylvester's crazy days, but he had already seen the girls going into their locker room before he had gone off the field. He made his way back toward Quinn's hallway locker, knowing she always went there to grab the last of her things before she took off for the day –he paid attention. She was already there when he rounded the corner to get to it. Taking a deep breath, he walked up to her, trying to disclose the fact that everything on the inside of him was freaking out.

"Quinn." He said, and he was disappointed to find the way his voice shook like a scared little girl's.

Even so, Quinn flinched when she heard his voice there beside her. He swallowed around the lump in his throat, feeling a burning in his eyes. He was a dude, no way was he gonna cry. But how could he not? Here was this beautiful girl standing in front of him, a girl he'd been crushing on since moving here, a girl who he'd had sex with over the summer, a girl who was now carrying his child. And she had tried to keep that from him. He did his best to suck it up. He wanted this to be a serious conversation, not a sob-fest. He wasn't going to yell at her, that just wasn't him, but he needed to hear it from her.

"Sam… w-what's up?" she asked hesitantly.

His teeth worked at his lower lip for a moment as he met her eyes.

"When did you plan on telling me you're pregnant?" he asked softly.

Once again Quinn flinched, this time taking the time to glance back over her shoulder to make sure there wasn't anyone else around to hear. Her jaw tightened in that way he had seen her do when she was being defensive.

"Finn told you?" she snapped.

"You didn't answer my question.." he muttered quietly.

She folded her arms across her chest and looked passed him, her eyes turning into a glare. She didn't say anything and he felt his chest ache a little bit. She wasn't going to tell him, she was going to keep this whole thing from him. Or at least try to. She wouldn't exactly be able to hide the bump that would be her stomach in a couple months, and she wouldn't be able to not let it be heard around school. But she was going to let everyone believe that Finn got her pregnant, she was even willing to like to Finn to make it seem that way. For the second time in a ten minute time span, Sam felt like crying.

"That's my baby too." He said finally, his voice still quiet.

Quinn's glare snapped up to being on him, "No, this is my baby. As far as you or anyone else is concerned, the baby is mine and Finn's. I'll take care of it."

"Quinn, please." Sam moved closer to her, his eyes stinging even more than they had been before, "Look, if.. if you wanna tell Finn that it's his kid, fine, but you have to at least let me help you."

"No." she shook her head, looking down. "You've kinda done enough already."

Sam winced and closed his eyes for a second before taking a deep breath through his nose and looking at her again.

"This isn't only my fault." He pointed out. "You kissed me, remember?"

Quinn glared at him again, "It was a mistake. It shouldn't have happened. I shouldn't have kissed you, I shouldn't have had sex with you. It was all a mistake okay?"

Sam felt his throat tighten and he clenched his teeth down together. She didn't even realize how much that actually hurt him to have her say that. Quinn shook her head, wiping away the couple tears that she'd shed.

"We're done here, alright? Don't say anything. To anyone." She said seriously before walking right passed him down the hall.

He stared at the empty space in front of him where she had just been standing for a moment before turning around to look down the hall and see her catching up to Finn, his large hand enveloping her small one. His chest felt like there was a boulder sitting on it. He was going to be a dad at sixteen. He was going to be a dad, but.. not going to be a dad, because the mother of his child wanted nothing to do with him. He took in a stuttering deep breath and left campus to go home, where he might finally let out the crying he had been holding back.

…

Finn still felt really weird about the whole thing. His girlfriend was pregnant, he was gonna be a dad. He had no idea how to do that, he didn't even know what that entitled as a teenager. How did you parent a child when you still were one? Quinn had already been on his case about keeping it all a secret, then he had gone and told Sam. He really didn't even know what had possessed him to just blurt it out to Sam. He didn't really talk to the kid that often. They were in football, glee, and a couple classes together, but they still didn't really know each other. Finn had seen Quinn talking to him after practice today too. Maybe Sam was just trying to be a good friend or teammate or whatever and he noticed that the two of them were going through something so he asked about it.

Now wasn't really the time for Finn to be thinking too much about what was stressing him out. Right now he needed to focus on the football game they were in the middle of. If they won this game at least they could say they had won a game. He looked over at Kurt, who for some strange reason he had helped get on the team, then looked at the scoreboard, then the guys huddled around him. They were already three-fourths of the way through the game and, naturally, they were losing. His eyes moved over to Quinn on the sidelines. With that smile on her face, cheering just like she had at every other game, it seemed like maybe things were just fine. Like maybe there was no baby at all. He shook his head, trying to clear it.

"Hudson! Get with the program, we've got a play to run!" Coach Tenaka shouted at him.

"Yeah, got it, sorry coach!" Finn yelled back.

He took another glance at the scoreboard, paying attention to the time this time around. Puck kinked a brow at him when he looked back at the huddle.

"Uhh, dude, hate to break it to you, but you're not exactly giving us a play here man." He said.

Finn pursed his lips for a second and stole another glance at Kurt on the bench, "We have to do the dance. Hear me out, we have to. They won't expect it and we can get a touchdown in while they're distracted."

"No way dude. I am not dancing, you guys can keep that to Homo Explosion." Karofsky mumbled, shaking his head.

"Shove it Karofsky." Puck said, shoving him.

"Do you really think that would work?" Mike asked.

"I don't know man, I think I'd feel kinda weird busting out Beyonce on the football field." Sam muttered.

Finn raised his voice over the chattering that had ensued, "You guys! What do we really have to lose? Our football team already sucks and this might give us some kind of shot. If it doesn't work then it doesn't work-"

"And we get labeled as losers for the rest of our high school lives." Puck mumbled under his breath, receiving a small shove from Matt on his right.

"We're already losers dude, look at us." Finn shook his head a bit, "We have to do it."

With a whole lot of reluctant mumbles and hesitant nods of the head, they had an agreement.

"Kurt, we need that song!"

.

Quinn really couldn't believe that she was actually witnessing what she was. Were the guys seriously dancing on the football field? She hid her hysterical laughter behind her pom-pom for a minute then decided she didn't want to miss the show and watched again. Santana leaned against her in her laughter, unable to stand up straight. They couldn't actually be dancing to Beyonce in the middle of their game, that just couldn't be happening. Then in an instant, the music was shut off and the play was being played out. Her eyes widened and she paid close attention as the ball was set up and thrown to Sam and he made his way toward the touchdown zone. Santana jumped up and down a couple times and Quinn's jaw dropped open. Everyone in the stands jumped to their feet, cheering, as the touchdown was made.

A wide smile came to her face and she jumped up and cheered too, catching Sam's eye across the field. Her smile faltered just a little bit, but they nodded once at each other before he ran to his awaiting teammates. Quinn bit down on her lip and Santana nudged her with her elbow.

"Now it's time for the kick." She noted.

Quinn nodded, "Okay girls, time for the kick. Come on!"

They turned to face the crowd, doing their normal job of getting them riled up and prepared for the play as the players on the field actually set it up. As the whistle was blown, they stopped their cheering and turned to face the field. If Kurt actually made this kick, the football team would finally have actually won a game. It would mean the world to Finn, especially after what she had dropped on him a couple days ago. Oddly enough, she didn't really feel that guilty that she was lying to Finn about the baby being his. He would take care of her, she knew that, and he would take care of the baby too. She would have to push him, but he would be there. When Sam had confronted her that afternoon, she wasn't sure how to react. She did regret the things she had said to Sam and the way that she had said them, but she couldn't have him ruining what she had. When she had said that he had already done enough, it was true. He had.

The whistle was blown again, pulling her from her thoughts. She paid close attention as Kurt got into position. A fit of giggles erupted from the line of Cheerios as the Beyonce music was once again turned on. She herself even cracked a smile. When Kurt kicked the ball up into the air it was like a moment of silence took place until it erupted into a loud cheering as the ball went through the field goal, getting them their winning point. She jumped up and down excitedly, a wide smile on her face as she clapped her pom-poms together, only to drop them when Finn ran up to her. He caught her in his arms, lifting her up a little bit to kiss her. Her arms wrapped around his neck, pulling him in closer as she kissed him back. She could feel his wide smile against her lips.

When he let go of her and muttered something about seeing her after he had showered and changed, she nodded and let her eyes wander over to the bench. Sam was standing there over the bag of equipment. He had a sad, dejected look in his eyes. Quinn stared at him for a moment then took a deep breath, tilted her chin up a little bit, and walked away to go wait for Finn.