It had been two weeks since Finn had found out the truth about Quinn's baby, the two longest, most miserable weeks of his life. Okay, he had to admit that winning Sectionals was pretty sweet, but other than that, the past two weeks had been hell. School and Glee Club were almost unbearable because it meant having to see Quinn and Puck. He couldn't help but notice that Puck seemed to be doing absolutely nothing to help Quinn. In fact, Puck and Quinn seemed to be avoiding each other just as much as he and Quinn were. What a great guy, he goes and gets a girl pregnant and then isn't even willing to be there for her.
The truth was, as much as he wanted to hate Quinn, he couldn't. He couldn't help but notice how miserable she looked every day and how she would stare at him during Glee and he could tell she wished she was still with him. If he was honest with himself he knew he missed her too...a lot. He kept trying to tell himself that the baby Quinn was carrying wasn't his daughter, it was Puck's, but so far he hadn't been successful at that either. Now that Quinn was five months pregnant (he couldn't stop himself from still keeping track of how far she was into her pregnancy) you couldn't help but notice her baby bump. Every time he saw Quinn his eyes would automatically go to her stomach and even though he now knew that the baby inside of her wasn't his but Puck's, he still couldn't help but think of her as his daughter, his little Drizzle.
Now that basketball season had started, it meant not only did he have to deal with Puck at school and during Glee, but also during basketball. Puck and Finn were both in the locker-room after practice, almost everyone else had already left, so the locker-room was practically empty. Before Finn could grab his backpack and leave, Puck stopped him, "Dude, we need to talk."
"About what? About how you stole my girlfriend, slept with her behind my back and got her pregnant?"
"Okay, first of all, Quinn is NOT my girlfriend! In case you don't remember, I kinda like Rachel."
"And how's that going for you now that she knows you got Quinn pregnant? I'm sure really she wants to give you another chance now," Finn said sarcastically.
"Finn, just hear me out for a second," Puck said, ignoring Finn's sarcastic remarks.
"And why should I?"
"'Cause you don't know how it happened!"
"How what happened?"
"How I got Quinn pregnant."
"I'm not stupid, I don't need a play-by-play description, I know how you get a girl pregnant."
"Well, apparently you don't since you believed for four and a half months that you somehow managed to get Quinn pregnant in a hot tub because of your little 'problem', even though you're still a virgin."
"Why don't you just tell the whole locker-room how damn stupid I am, that I'm still a virgin, and that I have a problem arriving early!"
"Finn, there's like no one else in here. Please, just let me explain."
"Fine, it's not going to change anything though."
"I think it might."
"How? Nothing you say will change the fact that you got Quinn pregnant, which by the way, I can't believe you are doing absolutely nothing to help her. You know, when I thought she was having my kid, I stood by her, unlike you who acts as if you don't give a crap about her or your daughter!"
"Okay, first of all, that isn't true, I feel awful for knocking her up. I screwed up her whole life, I screwed up your life. But Quinn, Quinn doesn't want my help. Quinn doesn't want my help because-because I got her drunk on wine coolers because I knew if I got her drunk enough she'd have sex with me. That's how I knocked her up."
"How could you?!!!" Finn yelled, he was beyond furious. "How could you do that to her?! How could you do that to me, your best friend? How could you go behind my behind and purposefully get my girlfriend drunk just so you could have sex with her? You know you took her virginity? Let me guess, that's half of the reason why you wanted to do it with her? You thought it would be hilarious to get the president of the Celibacy Club drunk and then get her to sleep with you so could take her virginity, am I right?"
"Um, yeah, that's pretty much it," Puck said, looking down at the ground because he was too ashamed of himself to even look at Finn. "Look, I'm not proud of what I did. She wasn't supposed to get pregnant."
"Of course, she wasn't supposed to get pregnant. No one is supposed to get pregnant at 16! But you were stupid and didn't use protection and thanks to your stupidity Quinn is now pregnant… with your kid."
"Finn, like I said, we were both drunk! Hell, both of us barely even remember doing it! Using protection was the last thing on either of our minds. Look, what I am trying to say is Quinn and I don't have feelings for each other at all. She loves you and don't even try to tell me you haven't noticed how she's been staring at you during Glee. It's obvious she misses you and that she's pretty damn miserable without you. And I'm pretty sure you still love her and are pretty damn miserable yourself," Puck said.
"Did she tell you how just two nights before I found out I wasn't the father that we decided we were going to keep the baby and raise her together? Did she tell you that? 'Cause from what you're telling me it sure as hell doesn't sound like you're planning on helping her raise your daughter!" Finn said, ignoring what Puck had just said.
"No, I didn't know that, I thought she was still planning on giving it up for adoption. But that's beside the point, the point is Quinn still loves you and she chose you, not me, to be the father of her baby. As awful as it sounds, even though I knew that Quinn's baby was mine, I never really considered her to be my daughter. Okay yeah, so it was my sperm, but that's really the only connection I have with this baby. From the beginning, I pretty much always thought of it as you and Quinn's baby."
"You knew it was your baby and yet you never really thought of it as yours?" Finn asked, trying comprehend what Puck had just said. "That doesn't even make sense!"
"Don't you get it, man? Quinn chose you because she loves you and knew you would make a better father than me. She knew you were ready to become a father and that you would stand by her."
"You think I'm ready to be father? Hell no, no one's ready to become a father when they're still in high school!"
"Finn, from day one you wanted her to keep that baby, you even told me that yourself. You told me how you wanted to keep the baby and raise her with Quinn. Yeah, sure you were scared shitless, especially when she first told she was pregnant, but you love that baby and wanted to raise her with Quinn. From what it sounds like you and Quinn were planning on doing just that…and you still can. I told you the truth because you needed to know what happened that night. Don't blame Quinn, blame me, I'm the one who got her into this shit, okay? So, please, at least talk to Quinn. You and I both know that you have already been more of a father to this baby than I ever could be, and she hasn't even been born yet. Don't leave her without a father and don't make Quinn do this on her own. Like I said, at least just talk to her, I know she'll take you back and I think you and I both know that's exactly what you both want."
"Thanks Puck, for telling me. I'll think about it, but I'm still not quite sure what to think about all of this," Finn said as he walked out of the locker-room.
As Finn drove home he wasn't quite sure what to think. Wasn't this is exactly what he wanted? To find out that Quinn hadn't intended to cheat on him. That the only the reason Quinn ever agreed to have sex with Puck was because she was drunk. That the only reason Quinn had lied to him was because she chose him, not Puck, to be the father of her child. By the time he pulled into his driveway he knew he had to talk to Quinn tomorrow because as long as she would take him back, which he was pretty sure she would, he would tell her that he still wanted them to raise their daughter together. He wasn't going to let Quinn do this alone.