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Warning: Strong language.

The next morning, Quinn awoke at 11am to the smell of baby vomit that roamed through the house. She immediately got out of the room and walked to the twins room, where she saw Brooke trying to calm the twins as Julian wiped vomit off his shirt.

"Ah, Shutterbug you've awoken." Brooke said, everyone laughed and Quinn smiled, remembering the time where they became superheroes.

"So, you guys have had an eventful morning, I see." Quinn said, pointing to Julian's shirt, leaning upon the door frame.

"They always seem to puke on me, it's like Brooke arranges that, every time." Julian said with a light chuckle, as Brooke winked at him.

"Okay, enough of the talk, Quinn, you need to help me arrange the house for the party tonight!" Brooke squealed quietly, she didn't want to set off the boys again.

"You two go get started, I'll stay with the men in the house." Julian said flexing his arm.

"Sure, honey. Whatever gets you asleep at night." Brooke said smiling as she and Quinn headed downstairs.

"So...have you thought about..your decision?" Brooke asked as she began taking plastic cups out of a plastic bag.

Quinn sighed. "I have...and I haven't changed my mind." She shook her head. "No, can...can we not talk about this, Brooke. I don't want to ruin the 'party mood' with all this baby talk." Brooke nodded as she began to set plastic cups on the table while Quinn handled the alcohol.

"Can I ask what you're going to do with the whole...alcohol business? I mean, people are going to wonder why you're not drinking..."

"People aren't going to care whether or not I drink, Brooke. I mean, I've gone to parties and gone home sober."

"Really? Remember my bachelorette party? You got your tongue pierced? Every party we've attended, you've always gotten completely wasted. Ah, I love drunk Quinn!" Brooke said punching a fist in the air. "Remember the Halloween party last year?"

**Flashback**

"Woooooo!" Quinn screamed "CLAY!" The girl, dressed as a plant, stumbled towards Clay picking up Tric napkins and throwing them in the air. "You made it! You know, this drink...is...da bomb...dig..a...DEE." Clay put his arm around Quinn's waist.

"Okay, you need to sit down." Clay said as he pointed towards a chair. "You kn-" Clay was interrupted by Quinn smacking her lips on his.

"Oh, I love you! We should have sex! No, I wanna daannnccceeeeeee." Quinn said as she pulled away from Clay. As she got out of his grip, she stumbled across the chair and fell. The music stopped as everyone stared and gasped. Quinn soon got up.

"WOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO OOOOOOOO!" She screamed holding up a nearby cup, everyone soon followed and cheered as the music played again.

"Come on, let's leave, super plant." Clay said to Quinn as he picked her up, bridal style. Quinn cheered once more as they left Tric.

The next morning, Quinn woke up with a pounding headache.

"Morning, plant girl." Clay said handing her a cup of water with an aspirin. Quinn took the cup as she rubbed her head.

"What happened last night, Clay and why does my leg hurt?" Quinn touched her badly bruised leg.

"Well, my girl got extremely drunk, suggested intercourse, danced...and then fell over a chair."

Quinn nodded, she did the usual things she always did when we got drunk.

"..Wait...who did I suggest intercourse with?" She said playfully.

Clay raised an eyebrow as he leaned over to kiss Quinn, she laughed as he laid down on the bed with her. "I think I can work with this headache and my bruises." Quinn said, Clay nodded taking off his shirt.

**End of flashback**

"Okay Brooke, calm. Wait, so what should I do...about the whole drinking business, I mean, I know I don't want the baby but I'd feel...you know...unresponsible if I drank with this in my damn stomach." Quinn said as she pointed to her stomach.

"Hm...what if...we empty a bottle of beer...we rinse it out...and add water to it...you take the bottle and drink it...carry it... People would think your drinking beer...but your not. Yes. B-Dazzle you've done it again." Brooke said patting herself on her back.

Quinn laughed. "No more superhero references! That sounds like an idea that's sure to fail."

"Do you have anything else, Shutterbug?" Brooke said sarcastically. Quinn shook her head. "I didn't think so, Hm." Brooke winked at Quinn as she rolled her eyes. "We need to get back to work...after we have some toaster pastries!"

"Toaster pastry, taste so good and yum-"

"No more toaster pastry song!" Brooke smiled as Quinn stopped singing.

It was now 6pm, after Brooke and Quinn had their toaster pastries and set up for the party they began to get ready.

"What about this?" Brooke said holding up a very short black leather dress. Quinn winced. "You don't like it?"

"It's...erm...too short..like...hooker short."

"What? It's sexy!" Brooke held the dress over her body.

"...Hooker sexy...not sexy...slutty. Yes."

"Aren't we supposed to be sexy...sorry...slutty?"

"Not hooker slutty, Brooke." Quinn laughed as she got up towards Brooke's closet, she pulled out a knee-length floweyred halter dress. "This...is so cute!"

"Ew,you wear that, too...50's for me. I need something...like...This!" Brooke said holding up a short navy blue lace dress. "And it's the perfect amount of slutty!" The two ladies laughed as they began to laugh uncontrollable. After spending an hour getting ready, Brooke and Quinn rushed downstairs.

"Okay, Davis and Jude are asleep,now for Operation Fake Beer...Feer...B-Dazzle and Shutterbug UNITE!" Brooke said holding out her hand.

"You are way to excited about this, Brooke." Quinn said as she high-fived her. Brooke emptied a beer bottle in the sink and began to rise off the beer residue in the bottle, after several rinses Brooke handed her friend the fake bottle.
Quinn examined the bottle closely... "How about...I get a cup..and fill that with water instead..." Brooke sighed.

"Well, you could've said that while I was rinsing out this bottle!" Brooke said playfully.

"...Is Clay coming?" Quinn asked as she poured water into the red plastic cup.

"Oh...crap...He's Julian's friend! Blame Julian. Blame him. Blame him now." Brooke said drinking tequila from the bottle.

"Brooke, calm it with the drinking. I'll have to face him someday...you know...talk...God I wish I were drunk." Quinn said staring longingly at the bottles of alcohol all set neatly on the table.
The doorbell rang, when Brooke opened the red door Haley and Nathan smiled at their friend.

"Haley! Nate!" She hugged them both fondly."What happened in with the social worker?"

"Well, she inspected our house and how Lydia was when she left the hospital, she seemed happy yet she's coming back in five months. Eurgh, I need a drink." Haley said tiredly.

"Nate! Haley Bob. Where's Jamie and Lydia?" Quinn said as she hugged her sister and brother-in-law tightly.

"Home with Deb tonight, how are you Quinn?" Nathan said smiling at her. "...You talk to Clay yet?"

"I need a drink." Quinn said, avoiding his question. Haley looked at her sister looking at a bottle of vodka. She was confused.

"Quinn...are you drinking...Aren't you erm...carrying a special Joey in your...pouch..." Haley said raising an eyebrow.

"Joey? Pouch? You've been falling asleep while watching the Animal Channel or something?" Haley nodded. "Anyway...the drinking...I...miss drinking...especially since the whole Clay situation...I miss being drunk...!"

"Well, Quinn. In nine months...you'll have a beautiful baby, that'll make those nine months of not drinking worth it!" Haley assured her, Quinn smiled weakly, she didn't want to tell her about her plans to not have the baby, she didn't want Haley to make a scene...especially not now.

"Okay, I'm going outside. Get some air. I'll see you in a minute Hales." Quinn gently patted her sister's arm as she made her way out where she say Clay...sitting on a swing with a beer. Quinn took a deep breath as she walked up to him.

"Hey." She said sitting on the swing next him.

"Quinn. Uh..Hey." Clay said coldly, taking a swig of beer.

"Clay...I need to apologise to you. I...was...unreasonable and I shouldn't have been...So...I'm sorry." Quinn took another deep breath as she got up from the swing. As she began to walk away, Clay grabbed her wrist. He balanced the beer on the grass and stood up.

"I've missed you, Quinn." He said as he kissed her deeply, wrapping his arms around her waist. As they pulled away, Quinn rested her head on his chest as Clay rested his chin on her head. "I know I've been some...douchbag workaholic...so I apologise to you too, but...you know...your not second best...I love you too much for you to be second. Your my first priority...You know that right?"

"Your chin is hurting my head...Clay..." Quinn said smiling.

"You always ruin the moment, don't you." He said laughing. He felt Quinn shiver. "Come on..let's go back inside. You goof." They shared one more kiss as they made their way back to The Baker household,hand in hand.

Brooke walked up to the happy couple. "You made up." She said hugging them both. She and Quinn shared a glance. "Oh...Quinn...can you help me...my dress..." Quinn nodded as she kissed Clay on the cheek before heading upstairs.

Clay admired Quinn from behind. "I got lucky." He said grabbing another beer.

"Did you tell him?" Brooke said as they shut the door in the twin's room. Quinn looked at Davis sleeping soundly.

"No, I don't have to...In a few weeks the baby won't exist...He doesn't have to know...Right?" Quinn said looking for some comfort in her friend.

"Quinn...he's your husband..."

"I can't, Brooke. He'll convince me to keep the baby...he won't support this...Why would he?"

Brooke put her hand on Quinn's shoulder. "Because he's your husband...and you love him...and he loves you." She hugged her friend tightly.

"Boy...I'm in a pickle." Quinn muttered.

A/N: They're back together! Wooo! OH HAPPY DAYS...OH HAPPY DAYS...That's all I know of that song. Haha. Thank you, one tree hill girl 969696 and Lucy07 for reviewing! I appreciate all follows/favourites/reviews/ thank you. I honestly...have no idea where this stories going now...haha. I have something in my head...but I don't know how it'll go...hm.. Thank you again for reading.