A.N: Here is the deal guys... I'm 22 years old soon to be 23, and on the day after Christmas my cousin who yesterday would have turned 24 died very suddenly. It was a shock. We weren't close, not like we should have been. She was the bravest person I have ever known and it was my privilege to have know her my whole life. In a very Catholic family she had the courage to be herself so this update is to honor her birthday. I... I thought you all should know why I haven't been able to post. I will endeavor to be better but I can not promise to be much faster just yet.

A.N2: I ask that all my readers please remember to wear their seat belts because thirty seconds without one is all it takes. I know this for a fact, good god do I know.

Friday May 14, 2010

6:45 P.M.

The club had been devastated to learn that Sue Sylvester would be a judge at Regionals and the pizza party/crying fest at Schue's house had been just as depressing the second time. It didn't help that Quinn was nervous about going into labor at any minute even though she knew that she probably still had until after Regionals. Kurt was depressed about Jesse, Rachel was devastated that the club would end, and Quinn was dreading going through natural childbirth… again.

The club had rallied somewhat after Mr. Schue had proposed his Journey set list but the bus ride to Cleveland was still subdued. Rachel and Quinn sat huddled under a blanket, quietly talking. Kurt was with Mercedes. His head rested against her shoulder as he hummed a random tune.

For their parts the rest of the club was in various positions. Santana and Brittany were draped over each other. Puck and Finn had set aside their differences for the moment to discuss Mario, Tina and Artie were arguing about something, and Mike and Matt were having a staring contest.

7:18 P.M.

The bus had arrived at the Holiday Inn just after seven and the group had piled out and made their way to their room.

Rachel was freaking out a little, "This was a bad idea…" She paced the length of the small room.

Quinn was sat against the headboard and watched the little diva, "What was a bad idea?"

Rachel stopped dead, "Us… sharing a room."

Quinn fought the instinctual hurt that flared up, "What do you mean?"

Rachel sighed, "Why did we take the room with one bed? At the best of times we can't help but touch each other and now we are going to share a bed?"

The hurt Quinn had felt was washed away as she smirked, "Are you saying you intend to jump me Berry?"

Rachel turned red, "No! I just… I'm not very adept at resisting temptation." She stared at Quinn.

Quinn snorted, "Yeah right. I look like a whale."

Rachel stepped around the side of the bed to stand next to Quinn.

She placed a hand against Quinn's cheek and murmured, "You breathtaking Quinn. You always have been and you always will be." She pressed her lips to Quinn's forehead for a long moment and then broke away, "I'm going to take a shower!" She scurried away.

Quinn listened as the door slammed shut and let out a breath. She understood why Rachel had been freaking out. If she wasn't so afraid of shaking her baby loose she'd get up and pace. Logically speaking they should have given the room to Santana and Brittany or even Mercedes and Tina. San and Britt were comfortable sharing a bed and there wasn't a danger of Mercedes or Tina jumping the other.

Quinn closed her eyes and tried not to envision the little diva in the shower. A moment later she let out a groan and made a mental note. Telling herself not to do something? It guaranteed she would do it.

She heaved herself up from the bed and quickly changed into her pajamas. Of course her quickly resembled a walrus trying to slip on flannel pajama bottoms so really it took her nearly five minutes to undress and don her sleep wear.

She had settled on to the bed when the bathroom door opened and steam billowed out. Rachel emerged from the bathroom in a tiny hotel towel and Quinn nearly bit through her tongue.

Rachel blushed and hurried to her suitcase, "I forgot my pajamas."

Quinn cleared her throat, "I noticed."

Rachel picked out a pair of shorts and a tank top.

She turned to return the bathroom but was stopped by Quinn's husky voice, "You could change out here?"

Rachel stilled, "Is that a good idea?" Her voice was breathy.

Quinn shifted on the bed and answered honestly, "No… but I…" She trailed off. God she wanted to see Rachel.

Rachel turned to look at her before she took a breath, "You have to promise to stay on the bed."

Quinn nodded, "I promise."

Rachel smiled gently before her eyes shuttered and she turned to face the wall again. A moment later she loosened the towel and let it drop to the ground.

"God…" Quinn's fisted her hands in the bedspread. Rachel's back and bottom were before her in all their glory. She had known that Rachel had an amazing ass but looking at now made Quinn flush hotly. Rachel's shoulders were tan and strong and she didn't seem to have a single tan line.

Rachel's own voice was strained, "Do you… do you want me to turn around?"

Quinn clenched her eyes shut before responding, "Please."

She opened her eyes a second later and shuddered as Rachel turned to face her fully, "You're perfect."

Rachel seemed to fight the instinctual need to cover herself as she stood before Quinn. The diva's skin was still slightly flushed from the hot shower and added with the feel of Quinn's gaze the Songbird seemed to flush even more.

Quinn's eyes took in everything. Rachel's collarbone and neck called out to her and then she caught sight of the brunette's breasts. They were tipped with brown and pebbled.

"Are you cold?" Quinn's voice was little more than a choked whisper.

Rachel took a step forward, "No."

Quinn shifted on the bed again, "Oh. Can I… Put on your shorts before I do something we aren't ready for."

Rachel was quick to obey and Quinn privately mourned the loss of Rachel's visible flesh.

"What about my shirt?" Rachel had taken two more steps towards the bed.

Quinn steeled herself, "Put it on. I… I apparently have no willpower so for both our sakes put it on."

Rachel nodded and tugged her shirt on.

Quinn smiled at her tentatively and leaned back, "Did you want to watch TV?"

Rachel headed around the bed and slid under the covers before pressing herself against Quinn's side. The blonde maneuvered under the covers and wrapped an arm around Rachel.

Rachel sighed, "I still feel like I'm on fire but I'm also much calmer. Is that weird?"

Quinn shook her head, "No. I feel the same. I could go to sleep right now."

Rachel hummed in agreement before shifting away for a moment to shut off the light. A second later the two girls were plunged into darkness and Rachel was molded to Quinn's side.

"Good night Quinn." One of Rachel's hands pressed lightly against her stomach, "Good night baby girl."

Quinn's eyes watered in the darkness, "Sweet dreams Rachel…" She squeezed the girl lightly, "I love you."

Rachel sounded like she was already succumbing to sleep, "Mmmm… love you."

Quinn waited a few moments until Rachel's breath had evened out completely before breathing out, "Thank you Kurt."

Saturday May 15, 2010

12:47 P.M.

"My water just broke…" Quinn stared at her mother. She was actually a little stunned that she had gone into labor the exact same way she had the first time around but perhaps Beth was supposed to be born on May 15.

Her mother blinked before exclaiming, "Oh god! Ok. Quinnie stay calm. Don't panic!"

Quinn smiled at her mother, "I'm not panicking." A contraction hit and she gasped, "Rachel!"

The little diva hurried from where the group had been watching, "Quinn are you… why are you all wet?"

Quinn winced and reached for the Diva's hand, "I'm in labor."

Rachel's eyes went wide and she swayed just a bit, "Oh. Well ok then." She turned to Mrs. Fabray, "Perhaps we should go to the hospital?"

Mrs. Fabray nodded emphatically, "That's a great idea."

Rachel opened her mouth and bellowed, "Quinn is in labor!"

A second later all the members of New Directions swarmed around her and started asking questions.

"Should someone catch it?" Finn earned himself a dirty look from Rachel and Quinn.

All the boys seemed to lose their heads, including Kurt "She can't come now! I haven't finished her outfits yet!"

Mercedes looked appalled, "Boy you have had nine months!"

Kurt snapped back, "Not true, we didn't know she was a girl until after Sectionals and I have no idea whether or not she is a summer or a winter!"

Puck looked nauseated, "I feel like I'm gonna ralph. Hey let's name her…"

All the girls interjected, "NO!"

Rachel continued, "Noah, you and Quinn already agreed on the name Beth which is pretty… and not disgusting."

Puck nodded, "Whatever. I think I'm gonna need a paper bag."

Mrs. Fabray looked at the tall handsome boy who she had thought was the father of her grandchild, "I thought you were the father?"

Finn shook his head, "Nope."

Judy turned to glare at her daughter, "Quinn Elizabeth Fabray!"

Quinn shrugged, "What? Look mom, can you yell at me later? I'm kind of already in pain here."

Mr. Schue came huffing and puffing up, "I had Walter bring the bus around. We can head to the hospital now."

Rachel seized one of Quinn's arms and her mother grabbed the other, "Ok Quinn, let's go. We need to get you admitted as soon as possible because first pregnancies tend to be the most painful, at least according to all my research…"

Quinn waddled along, "Breath babe."

Judy did a double take but kept her mouth shut.

The other teams that hadn't performed yet parted like the Red Sea as McKinley glee club charged through the halls.

Puck, who was leading the way, crowed "I feel like Moses!"

Rachel snarled, "Keep moving you schmuck!"

Puck threw open the doors that lead to the parking lot, "I love it when you curse in yiddish Berry."

Judy couldn't help herself, "He's Jewish?"

Puck whirled to face the Fabray women, "I'm a Jew. A hot one."

Mrs. Fabray was staring at her daughter like she was insane, "This is who you pick to father your child?"

Puck looked offended, "Hey! Just cause I'm a hot Jew…"

Judy waved a hand, "I don't care that you are Jewish. I care about the fact that you keep referring to yourself as a 'hot one'. Really Quinn?"

Quinn sighed and then clenched her teeth, "Not now mom."

"Excuse me!" An official looking man came running out of the building that New Directions had just exited.

Mr. Schue turned, "Yes?"

The man was breathing heavy but managed to speak, "Am I to understand that you all are leaving?"

Santana snarled, "To go to the hospital you moron!"

Mr. Schue's eyes went wide, "Santana! Sir…" He took a breath, "As you can see one of my students is in labor so yes we are in fact going to the hospital to support her as a team."

The man squinted, "The team captain will have to stay."

At least half the team stilled until Kurt demanded, "What? Why?"

The man pulled out a book, "According to the Show Choir Rule book Rule 37 subsection B; In the event that a team must leave the performance venue before the announcement of results at least one member must stay behind or the team forfeits the competition. In this event it is the duty of the team captain to remain behind." He put the book away.

Rachel looked like she was going to burst into tears, "But I… Quinn…"

"I'll stay." Quinn turned to look at Finn. The tall boy wasn't looking at her but at Rachel, "I meant it when I apologized earlier. I'll stay."

Rachel dropped Quinn's hand and threw herself at her co-captain, "Thank you Finn! I will never forget this."

Finn gently returned the Diva's hug, "Your welcome Rach."

Quinn spoke quietly, "Thank you Finn."

Finn shrugged sheepishly, "I was an ass. This is the least I can do."

Quinn smiled, remembering for the first time in a long time why she had wanted so desperately to love Finn before she let out a whimper as another contraction hit, "We need to go."

Judy ushered her daughter onto the bus.

Finn waved as the bus pulled away, "Call me when she's born!"

1:04 P.M.

"Wait! I want Rachel with me!" Rachel shot forward to take Quinn's hand.

The nurse smiled as she wheeled Quinn into the birthing suite. Puck followed cautiously, looking vaguely horrified at what he was no doubt about to see.

Rachel, Puck, and Judy stood back as Quinn was moved into a bed and hooked up to the fetal monitor. After Quinn was settled there was a slight tussle between Rachel and Puck as they both tried to take the place on Quinn's left.

Despite his obvious size advantage Puck lost when Rachel stomped on his foot "OW! What the hell Berry?"

Rachel scowled up at him and pointedly took Quinn's hand in her own, "This is my spot, find your own."

"I'm the baby daddy!" Puck beat a fist into his chest.

Rachel ignored him completely, "Do you need ice chips Quinn?"

"Can I throw them at Puck?" Quinn knew that the hardest part of labor hadn't even started yet but she was already so tired.

Rachel smoothed a hand over Quinn's head and brushed back her slightly damp hair, "Yes. Would you like him to go get some?"

Quinn leaned into Rachel's touch and allowed herself to imagine that they were older and that this had been planned. That she was Rachel's baby mama and not some jerk's who used terms like… well like baby mama.

Quietly she replied, "Yes."

She listened to Rachel address Puck, "Noah, go and fetch Quinn some frozen projectiles."

Puck grumbled but Quinn heard the door swing open.

"Quinnie?"

Quinn opened one eye to look at her mother, "Yes?"

Judy took a breath, "Have you… have you thought about what you're going to do after the baby is born?"

Quinn closed her eyes again, "I'm giving her up. I already found someone who will love her and take care of her."

Rachel's hand flexed against Quinn's head, "Shelby will love her. I'm sure of it."

Judy asked Rachel, "You've met this… Shelby? Is she a good person?"

Quinn could feel Rachel shift beside her, "I admit that I am quite biased in regards to Shelby. She is my mother after all."

Judy let out a gasp, "Your mother? Is that why you and Quinn seem so… close now?"

Quinn answered for Rachel, "No. I met Shelby because Rachel and I became friends."

Judy's brow furrowed, "Oh. Well alright then… but I thought you were the girl raised by the two homosexual men?"

Quinn's eyes popped open, "Mom!"

Rachel's hand moved down to rub soothing circles on Quinn's neck, "It is alright Quinn. I am not offended. In all fairness the statement was accurate… if a little tactless, but seeing as I am often accused of being extremely tactless it is unfair to get angry with your mother."

Quinn sighed and then let out a short scream, "God I am so ready for this to be over!"

The door swung open and Puck charged in, ice chips in hand.

Rachel snatched the cup from Puck and handed it to Quinn who immediately pelted Puck with an ice chip.

Puck leapt out of the way just as the OB-GYN entered the room, "Hello Quinn, my name is Dr. Tucker, I'll be the one delivering your baby."

Quinn smiled gratefully, Dr. Tucker had delivered her baby the first time around "Hi. Get her out of me."

The older man, handsome and tall, gave a great booming laugh "We'll see about that Quinn. She'll come out when she's good and ready."

Quinn flopped back against the bed.

Dr. Tucker snapped on a pair of latex gloves, "Ok Quinn, I'm going to check to see how far you've dilated. OK?"

Quinn nodded and placed her feet into the stirrups without being told. She squeezed Rachel's hand as the doctor's head vanished beneath her hospital gown.

He reappeared a few moments later, "You're about 7 centimeters dilated Quinn, so a couple more hours and we may be able to start you pushing."

Quinn sighed, "Ok. Thanks Dr. Tucker."

The man smiled down at her, "Your welcome Quinn. I'll have a nurse come in every thirty minutes to check you're progress ok?"

Quinn nodded and leaned back again.

4:44 P.M.

Puck exited the delivery room with his daughter in his arms. He presented her to the team and grinned as praise was heap onto his kid.

Kurt rolled his eyes as Puck swelled like a proud papa, "She's beautiful Puck."

Puck nodded and then looked down at his daughter before sighing, "I just wish…"

Santana was the one that spoke, "She deserves a great life Puckerman."

Puck looked heartbroken but he finally spoke, "I know. She deserves a parent who isn't a kid themselves."

Brittany cocked her head, "Am I the only one that thinks it's kinda weird that Rachel will be Beth's big sister?"

Santana replied quickly, "Oh totally. It's freaking me out a little."

Mercedes breathed, "Oh thank Jesus. I thought it was just me."

Kurt barked a laugh, "Me too. It's a little weird."

Puck held his daughter closer, "Hear that baby girl, crazy Berry is going to be you hot Jewish sister."

Kurt leaned forward, "Young lady you are not allowed to think of your sister as hot."

Puck's eyes popped wide open in alarm, "Glitter's right Beth. I can think she's hot, but not you."

Mercedes glared at the formerly mohawked boy, "Boy, stop talking about how hot your daughter's sister is."

Puck backed away, "When you say it like that I sound like a giant perv."

Santana snorted, "You are a giant perv."

Puck turned completely, "Not in front of my kid guys."

A nurse came up behind the boy, "Mr. Puckerman? We need to return Beth to her mother until the woman adopting her arrives."

Puck looked down at his daughter for a moment before clenching his jaw and making his way back to Quinn's room.

Kurt scuffed his shoes and murmured, "Poor Puck."

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