"Hey, how's the painting going?" Burt Hummel asks as he and Kurt walk into the baby's room to find Quinn, Finn, and Carole all hard at work painting.
"It's coming," Finn answers, as Burt and Kurt walk into the guest room turned nursery. "But we could definitely use more help."
"Well, that's what we're here for," Burt says, taking the paintbrush Carole hands him.
"Yeah, and I don't put on my coveralls and risk getting covered in paint for just anyone," Kurt says as he grabs a paintbrush.
"Well, thanks for being willing to take that risk for us," Quinn says.
"No problem. Besides I wore my coveralls for a reason, it's the only piece of clothing I own I don't mind getting dirty," Kurt says, laughing.
"Where would you like us to start?" Burt asks.
"Why don't you both start over there," Finn says, pointing to the other side of the room. "As you can see, we haven't even started on that side yet, thanks to the fact that I'm only person that even standing on a ladder that can reach high enough to start that high up. But now that you guys are here, things should move along a lot faster."
"Yeah, well when your mom mentioned that you were going to be spending the rest of the day painting I offered to come over and help you guys and of course Kurt agreed to come along and help too."
"You know I can't resist helping with any type of makeover, even if it's only turning a guest room into a nursery."
"Well, thanks Kurt, the more people we have to help paint, the faster we'll get it done and the sooner I can get back to playing Xbox," Finn says.
"Oh my gosh, Finn, is that all you can think about, getting back to your stupid game? We're painting our baby's room and you're in a hurry to get back to playing Halo 3! It's a stupid game!" Quinn exclaims.
"Quinn, all I'm saying is that when we're done painting, I'm looking forward to kicking back and relaxing and playing a little Xbox."
"In other words, you'd rather be playing a damn game instead of painting your daughter's room!"
"Quinn, that's not what I meant and you know it! Besides, you know I always play Xbox after a game or anytime I'm really stressed, it helps me relax…well that and you know," Finn says smiling and raising his eyebrows, praying that by mentioning sex she'll stop yelling at him. One of the few pluses to having a girlfriend a little over six months pregnant is thanks to her hormones going crazy lately Quinn is always in the mood for sex.
"Finn, do you think trying to bribe me with sex will work and make me forget that you just said you'd rather be playing a stupid game instead of painting our daughter's room! I might be pregnant, but doesn't mean that sex is the solution to everything" Quinn says, as Finn turns bright red at her mentioning their sex life in front of Kurt, Mr. Hummel, and worst of all, his Mom.
"Quinn, Quinn, please just stop," Finn says, hoping she'll shut up before she says something even more embarrassing.
"Finn," Quinn continues, "you have to understand that I'm pregnant, we're having a baby. I know she isn't technically your daughter, but you said you think of her as your daughter, you said you'd always be there for me…for her and yet here you are saying that you just want to 'kick back, relax, and play Xbox.' Finn, don't you get it? We're about to become parents, which means we have to be responsible and be willing to make sacrifices. Giving up playing Xbox to paint your daughter's bedroom is only the beginning!" Quinn says as she bursts into tears.
"Quinn, just calm down," Finn says, trying to calm her down.
"Don't tell me to calm down," Quinn exclaims while continuing to cry uncontrollably.
By this point, everyone has stopped painting and all eyes are on Quinn. Carole steps in between Quinn and Finn to intervene because she knows if she doesn't it will quickly turn into a full-blown argument between the two, "Guys, just stop. Quinn, Finn didn't mean to upset you."
"Quinn, I'm sorry," Finn says.
"I know, it's just that …" Quinn says as she bursts into tears again and then runs out of the room.
"I'll go talk to her and see what else I did to upset her," Finn sighs as he starts to walk out of the room.
"Sweetheart," Carole says to Finn. "Why don't you let me take care of this and I'll go talk to Quinn, that way you guys can keep painting."
"Mom," Finn says, attempting to let his Mom know that it's his job to comfort Quinn, not hers.
"Finn, I'll come and get you if she wants to talk to you."
"But, Mom, I'm her boyfriend and it's my job to be there for her and to comfort her," Finn says.
"Finn, just trust me, I think it'd be better if I talk to her first," Carol says.
"Mom, didn't Quinn just say that I need to step up and start acting like a responsible adult, so isn't part of that making sure my girlfriend is okay? I'm just trying to do exactly what Quinn wants me to do. Mom, when are you going to start letting Quinn and I handle everything ourselves?"
"Finn, you and Quinn are planning on raising your daughter in my house, that alone means that you're not ready to handle everything on your own. You guys are doing are a great job, don't get me wrong, but you're only 16, you guys can't raise baby and handle everything yourselves yet."
"Oh, great, so now you're questioning our ability to be good parents?" Finn asks bitterly.
"Finn, you know I fully support you're decision. I mean, I'm letting you guys raise your daughter in my house. I'm spending my Saturday afternoon painting what will be the bedroom for your baby, so don't even try to say that I don't think you guys are doing the right thing. Anyway, just trust me on this, it will be better if I go and talk to Quinn first," Carole says.
"Yeah because apparently, I can't take care of my girlfriend on my own, not to mention my daughter," Finn says sarcastically.
"Finn, listen to your mom, I think she knows what's best," Burt adds.
"Since when do you have the authority to tell me what to do?" Finn snaps at Burt.
"Finn," Carole says.
"Sorry, sorry. If you think it's best for me to give Quinn some time to calm down and it's better for her to talk to you, that's fine," Finn says as he picks up his paintbrush while Carole walks out of the nursery to go check on Quinn.
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Carole walks into Finn and Quinn's room to find Quinn sitting on their bed. Although it looks as if she's finally stopped crying, her eyes are still red and puffy.
"Hey sweetie," Carole says as she walks over and sits down on the bed beside Quinn. "You want to tell me what's wrong?"
"Nothing, nothing's wrong, you know how being pregnant makes you emotional about everything," Quinn says, but Carole notices that isn't able to look her in the eye as she says this.
"You want to try again? Quinn, I'm not stupid and I know that you're upset about something."
"I'm scared that Finn's going to leave me after the baby's born. Puck's the baby's father and he wants nothing to do with her. I'm scared that Finn will realize what he's giving up by saying that he'll be with me forever and that one day I'll wake up and he won't be there right beside me. I mean, why should he be willing to stay with me and help me raise a baby that isn't even his?" Quinn asks, as a few tears once again begin to fall from her eyes.
"Because he loves you, that's why. He might not be the baby's biological father, but you and both know that Finn thinks of your baby as his daughter. Finn is not Puck and he's not going anywhere, he loves you and his daughter."
"I know that and keep telling myself that, but sometimes I just have these doubts. I mean, I know it's stupid, I know he loves me. But look at me, I'm fat and ugly."
"You're not fat, you're pregnant," Carole interrupts her.
"I cheated on him with his best friend, true, Puck got me drunk so I'd sleep with him, but still. And not only did I do that, but I lied to him and told him that I was pregnant with his baby because I didn't want to hurt him by having him find out what happened between Puck and me. I mean, I only lied to him because I love him and couldn't imagine myself raising a baby with any other guy but him. I did all that, and not only does he forgive me, but he promises to be with me forever and wants to raise the baby with me. He's willing to give up everything to raise a baby with me. I don't deserve this, I don't deserve him!"
"Quinn, he loves you. By promising to be with you forever and raise your daughter with you, he might have to grow up a little sooner than he planned and being a father will require him to make some sacrifices, such as staying home with the baby instead of hanging out with the guys all time, but none of that matters to him, all that matters to him is that he's going to spend the rest of his life with the girl he loves and raise their daughter together with her. He thinks the world of you."
"I know," Quinn smiles. "Sometimes he drives me crazy because he is constantly worrying about me and the baby."
"Yeah, well Finn's father did the same thing when I was pregnant with Finn. I think all father's- to- be are like that, almost as if it's God's way of preparing them to be father's," Carole laughs.
"Finn's going to be such a great dad."
"I know he is. I think in a way he's really excited about all of this."
"Yeah, I know he is. He's told me he wants to be the dad for our daughter that he never had and he's going to try his hardest to be a good father ."
"That sounds like Finn," Carole says, realizing just how much Finn has really grown up over the past six months. "So are you okay now, sweetheart?"
"Yeah, I'm fine. Thanks, Carole for talking to me and everything."
"No problem, that's what I'm here for," Carole says giving her a hug, as they both walk out of the room to the nursery to get back to painting.
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"I think it looks pretty good, don't you think?" Finn asks Quinn as he turns out the lights in the nursery as they walk out of the room. They had spent the rest of the afternoon painting the nursery and had managed to get the majority of it done and they planned on finishing the rest of it tomorrow.
"Yeah, it does," Carole says as she comes upstairs after seeing Burt and Kurt out. "So what are you guys up to the rest of the night?"
"I don't know about you," Finn says looking at Quinn," but between getting my butt kicked in the basketball game today and spending the rest of the day painting the baby room's, I'm beat. I'm planning spending the rest of the night playing Xbox and relaxing."
"I'm pretty tired too, so just hanging out and relaxing sounds great to me," Quinn says.
"All right, I'll be in my room then if you two need anything then I'll be in my room," Carole says as she heads to her room and Quinn and Finn head to their room.
As Finn walks into their room, he immediately turns the TV on and is about to start playing Halo 3 when Quinn takes the remote and turns off the TV.
"Hey!' Finn exclaims as Quinn sits down beside him on their bed.
"Finn, can you forget about your stupid game for one night?" Quinn asks.
"Oh, so I see you like the suggestion I made earlier," Finn says as he goes ahead and takes off his shirt and strips down to his boxers.
"Finn, no, not right now," Quinn says frustrated, it would figure that Finn would automatically think she meant she wanted to have sex right now.
"Wait, you don't want to have sex right now?" Finn asks. He finds this hard to believe because thanks to Quinn's pregnancy hormones he's been getting laid practically every night for the past two weeks.
"Finn, we need to talk," Quinn says.
"About what? Is everything okay?" he asks, his voice full of concern.
"Everything is fine, but we still need to decide what kind of childbirth classes we want to sign up for."
"Do we have to do this tonight?" Finn asks. "I'm tired, so why don't we wait and talk about this tomorrow."
"You're too tired to talk about childbirth classes, but not too tired to have sex," Quinn laughs. "Nice try."
"Sex doesn't require thinking, deciding what childbirth class to choose does," he says smiling.
"Finn, please, I'm trying to be serious here. We really do need to choose a class, I told Dr. Chin I'd have us signed up for one by early next week."
"Fine, "Finn says, as he takes a brochure Quinn hands him.
"Finn, thanks," Quinn says, smiling at him.
"For helping you chose what childbirth class to sign us up for?" Finn asks, a little confused as to what Quinn's thanking him for.
"For everything. For standing by me, for promising to be with me forever, for being willing to give up so much to help me raise the baby."
"Babe, I'm gaining so much more than I'm losing. Besides, how many 16 year old guys get to live with their girlfriend? Not very many."
"True," Quinn laughs.
"I love you," Finn says, as he leans over and kisses her forehead.
"I love you too," Quinn says.
As Quinn sits there looking at childbirth classes brochures with Finn, she realizes that Carole's right, Finn really does love her and think the world of her. And truth be told, she thinks the world of him.