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A/N: I edited this chapter, so all mistakes are mine.

A/N2: This story is mostly AU after Mash-up (1x08), but with some of the topics discussed in the later episodes and music used, I may sneak in a conversation, cover the same topic, or use the same song, but I will put my own twist on it and may use some of the music.

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A new week was upon them, with only a week left before school started and Rachel had plenty to do while Puck was a football practice.

Puck came into the kitchen with Abby and saw his girlfriend standing at the counter, so he moved towards her and slipped his free arm around her waist, kissing her neck, "hey beautiful," he murmured.

Rachel smiled, "hey handsome," she replied, turning her head to look at him, "ready for practice?"

"Kind of," he admitted, glancing over her shoulder to see her with her planner out, the current week looking full of colored writing, "what are you doing?"

"Oh," she looked back at her papers, "I just called to get Abby in for her four month check-up. She officially turns four months old on my birthday, but we'll be in school, so I wanted to get her in before we started back. That's for Thursday, then there's Abby's conversion on Friday after you get home from football practice, then the party here afterward to celebrate, our family portraits are set for Saturday at noon, and then Arin's family birthday party is Sunday, which is her actual birthday. Oh and I'm going to go talk to Susan tomorrow about watching Abby, since you and mom already have, I figured I should, too, you know?"

"Yeah, that's a good idea," he nodded, "what time is her doctor's appointment?"

"The only one I could get her is at one-thirty on Thursday," she said, "so I'll have to take her myself, and either have Arin come with me or see if Susan doesn't mind watching her," she explained, "I really wish you could go, but we're not always going to be able to go together to them," she said sadly.

"It's just football practice. I can see if Ben will let me out of practice early to go, if you want me to," he told her, "I'm sure he will; a couple other guys have gotten out early for appointments."

She nodded, "I'd like you to go, but I don't want anyone to think you're getting special treatment because of Abby or because he's your uncle," she replied softly.

Puck kissed her, "don't worry about it. They won't and even if they do, I don't care," he admitted honestly.

With a knock on the door, and then hearing it open, they heard his dad's voice, "knock knock, you guys decent?" He called out.

"Yeah dad, we're in the kitchen," Puck called out in reply, quirking an eyebrow at why his dad was there at that time of the morning, usually at work at that time. When he walked into the kitchen in his dress uniform, Puck was even more confused, "what ya dressed up for?"

Ethan sat his hat on the counter, "I have to go to Columbus to testify on a case I worked on," he explained. "So I came to say 'bye' for a few days," he added.

"Wow, you haven't even been on the job a month and you're already doing that?" Puck asked shocked.

"Yeah," Ethan nodded, "it's a case I helped solve," he admitted, wanting and needing to be as vague as possible.

"You will be back before Friday, right?" Rachel asked concerned.

Ethan nodded, "yes I will be," he smiled, "I should only be gone, I'm hoping, until Wednesday, then my boss gave me the rest of the week off," he added.

Rachel sighed in relief and nodded, "okay, good, because I don't want you missing Abby's conversion."

...

Ethan was glad to get out of Lima without having to say too much about why he was going and as he arrived in Columbus and checked into his hotel, he headed right over to the court house where he met up with his former teammates who had been summoned to come down, Mike and Allison, and Nate tagged along, too, even though he wasn't called for.

The indictment was, as Ethan explained over the weekend, a formal way to charge Ken and Terri with the crimes the committed and Ethan, Allison and Mike, were testifying to what happened before the grand jury, who would decide if Ken and Terri would be charged or not.

...

Monday ended uneventful, and as Tuesday arrived, Deborah missed her husband. She'd been so used to his early work schedule, that without him there, she woke up at nine, thirty minutes before they'd have to leave for Cheerios practice, so she was running really late.

Puck, Rachel and Abby headed over to the other house at nine-thirty, surprised that Arin wasn't there yet, which is when they found her eating breakfast and Deborah just getting out of the shower, "mom, is everything alright?" Puck asked.

"Yeah, I guess I was just tired. I'm so used to your dad's early schedule. I usually don't go back to bed after he leaves any more, so I'm normally up. I slept through my alarm," she admitted. "I didn't sleep well last night, either," she added.

"Have you eaten anything?" Rachel asked.

"Not yet," she replied.

"I'll call Quinn and tell her you're going to be late. Noah, go on, or you'll be late too," Rachel said, taking charge of the situation.

"You sure you're okay, mom?" Puck asked.

"Yes, I'm fine, Noah. Rachel's right. Go on or Ben won't be happy you're late," she replied.

Puck gave in and with a hug and kiss to his the women of his life, he left for practice.

"Thank you, Rachel," Deborah said, grabbing a bowl for cereal.

"You're welcome," Rachel replied, pulling her phone out and calling Quinn.

Quinn understood Deborah running late and promised she'd take care of things, so while Deborah ate, Rachel helped clean up the kitchen, and Arin played with Abby in the living room.

"Rachel, you don't have to do that. The dishes can wait," Deborah told her.

Rachel shrugged, "it's okay. It's less for you to do later."

"Thank you again," Deborah smiled and filled a travel mug with coffee before turning off the pot, "alright, I think I'm ready. I still can't believe I overslept," she admitted.

"Maybe you're getting sick," Rachel suggested leaning against the counter.

"Possibly, but I don't think so. Hopefully once Ethan gets home it'll get better. Maybe I should have you guys call when you get up in the morning," she laughed. "He should be home tomorrow."

"We can do that," Rachel nodded, "is, um, Ethan really testifying on a case he was a part of?" Rachel asked softly.

"Yes," Deborah nodded, because in truth, he was a part of the case; Rachel didn't clarify which part. "He can't talk about it, but yes, he really is testifying on a case," she said.

"Oh, alright. It just seemed weird, I mean, he hasn't even been working in Lima as a police officer for a month yet, well officially," Rachel replied.

"I know, but since he can't talk about it, he can't explain why he is, so once he gets back, maybe he can," Deborah told her, "I should get going, so the team isn't waiting too long."

Rachel nodded, "oh yeah, sorry to keep. I'll see you when you get home."

"Don't worry about keeping me," Deborah gave Rachel a hug, "see you this afternoon. Lock the door when you guys leave," she added before moving into the living room to say 'goodbye' to her daughter and granddaughter, before leaving the house to get to the school.

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It was a little over an hour after Deborah had left for practice, and Rachel, Abby and Arin were on their way over to the other Puckerman's house; Deborah's brother and sister-in-law's. She wanted to take some time to talk to Susan, who had offered to watch Abby while she and Puck were in school, because she didn't know Susan as well as Puck and Deborah did, since she was pretty new to the family, but both seemed assured that Susan was the right person for the job. She believed them, but still as a young concerned mom and not knowing as much about his family yet, she wanted to still talk to Susan more before she agreed to it.

Stepping up to the house with Abby in her arms and Arin next to her, Arin knocked on the door and moments later, Jessica answered the door, "hey! Come on in!" She greeted, moving aside so they could come in.

Arin waved at her and moved off to where Hannah was watching cartoons, leaving Jessica and Rachel in the foyer. "How was your trip?" Jessica asked.

Rachel's cheeks turned red, "it was great," she replied, ducking her head.

"And fun, by the looks of it," Jessica laughed.

"Yes, it was. Saturday night we had dinner at his aunt and uncle's house and got a chance to talk to them. We met his dads side of the family at the same time, and he has years of catching up to do with them," Rachel explained.

"Uncle Ethan has a huge family," Jessica commented, "so Noah's got a lot of work to do," she laughed.

Rachel giggled, "yes, that is true," she agreed shifting Abby in her arms, who was currently looking around the new surroundings of a house she hadn't really been in before.

"Can I hold her?" Jessica asked.

"Sure," Rachel shifted a little and let Jessica take her, "just watch her head and make sure she doesn't tip back," she warned, "she's just starting to be able to sit up on her own, but she's not totally stable yet."

Jessica nodded, "yeah, I remember when Hannah was this young," she admitted.

Rachel blushed, "right, yes. I have to remember that some people have had younger siblings and know to be careful."

"You're a first time mom, it's natural," Susan laughed lightly, moving to where the girls were, "come on in, no need to stand here in the foyer," she added motioning towards the kitchen.

The three moved into the kitchen and all took seats at the dinning table, "can I get you anything to drink, Rachel? Water, soda, tea, juice, we've got a little bit of everything," Susan said.

"No, thank you though," Rachel smiled, "I'm good," she assured her.

Susan nodded, "are you ready for school to start?"

Rachel sighed, "I hope so. I went yesterday to get school supplies for us, but we won't know a lot of what we need until we go to school the first day, because sometimes teachers have specific requirements," she admitted.

Susan nodded and took a sip of her coffee, "has Noah or Deborah mentioned that I offered to watch Abby?" She asked.

"Actually, that's why I'm here, I mean, well, I don't want to seem like I just came over for that, but it is something that needs to get taken care of before we start back to school," Rachel replied.

"It's okay. Ben mentioned that you might stop over this week sometime to talk, which I totally understand. I wanted you to be the one to come to me," Susan explained.

"Thank you," Rachel smiled.

...

Jessica passed Abby to Susan and between talking to Rachel and interacting with Abby, Rachel felt confident that Susan was the right person to be watching her. She learned a lot about them as a family and found out why Susan was a stay-at-home mom; she never went back to work after Hannah, their second daughter, was born, and things were working out, so she didn't plan on it, until the girls got older.

Susan didn't want to be 'paid' so they made an agreement that if Rachel and Puck supplied her with the things Abby would need and took Jessica to school every day, they'd call it even, because Jessica didn't want to go with Ben because he wanted to be there early and she didn't want to hang around for over an hour before school started.

Rachel felt that was a fair trade and agreed to it and after some more conversation, Rachel realized it was close to the time Puck would be home, so she decided to leave, thanking them for letting her come over and she told them if she didn't see them before they weekend, she'd see them on Friday for the small party they were having for Abby's conversion and then again on Sunday for a family birthday party for Arin.

...

Since Monday at noon, and running to four-thirty, with breaks in between, and then for most of Tuesday, nine-am to close to three in the afternoon, with a few breaks, all the witnesses had testified and now it was up to the jury to make a verdict, but they hadn't made one by four-thirty, so now, they had to return on Wednesday at nine-am again, and would have to sit around and wait until a verdict had been reached.

Tuesday, after Ethan and his former teammates had finished at the courthouse for they day, they returned to the hotel they were all staying at to change out of their uniforms and then went down to the restaurant just down the street for dinner and once they were seated they relaxed a little.

"So you haven't told anyone why you're down here?" Allison asked Ethan from across the table.

"I told Deborah and Rachel's dads, but that's it. I don't want the kids to know. The less they know about the trial the better. They don't need it right now; like Deborah said the other night, it seems to get brought up every few months and we're just starting to get back to normal after Rachel and Quinn had their breakdowns on the Fourth of July," Ethan explained.

"Quinn, I can understand, but why Rachel?" Nate asked.

"Abby is her daughter, so after months of being strong, she finally cracked about how they almost lost Abby," Ethan replied. "Since then they've all been doing well, and I'd rather not upset them again by bringing it up, unless it's to tell them they're going to jail for a long, long time," he added.

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Holding his phone to his ear, Ethan sat on his hotel bed and hoped Deborah would pick up. He'd just gotten back from dinner and hadn't spoken to her since the night before, aside from a few text messages, so when her voice picked up on the other end, he smiled, "hey beautiful," he said.

"Hey sweetheart, how are you?" Deborah asked.

"Okay, I guess," Ethan admitted, "I hoping to be home tomorrow," he said.

"Oh good. I hoped you'd be home tonight, but if not, tomorrow. I can't believe I didn't wake up until nine this morning," she said.

"What?" Ethan's eyes widened in shock.

"Yeah, I didn't wake up until nine. I slept through your alarm that still went off and I went to bed at like nine last night," she told him.

"Wow, are you getting sick or something?"

"Or something, because if I was sick, I'd know it," she laughed. "I think it's just because I'm so used to having you in bed with me that now that I don't, I miss you," she admitted.

He smiled, "I miss you, too. I didn't sleep well last night, either," he told her, "um, babe?"

"Yes?" Deborah sat down on their bed and waited for him to respond.

"You know how you said 'or something'? Well, I'm like not trying to get our hopes up... but it's not like we've really been using protection..." He trailed off knowing he didn't need to continue.

Deborah gasped, "oh my," her hand flew to her mouth in shock, "that didn't even cross my mind!" She paused, "but I had my cycle in the beginning of the month," she added.

"Babe, don't kill me for saying it this way, but you're not a teen or a young twenty year old woman any more. Everyone is different and you're older, so your body might react differently now than when you got pregnant with Noah or Arin," he explained.

"That's how mom figured out I was pregnant with Noah," she admitted softly, "and you're right, but even if I did get a test now, it might not be accurate if it's too early," she told him.

"So we keep an eye on you and if you continue to be tired, then we'll get one and see," he told her. "Just promise me you won't give me the cold shoulder if you find out you are, like you did with Noah," he added.

"I won't," she assured him, "as long as you don't pull what you did when I told you about Arin."

"I deserved that," Ethan commented, biting his lip.

Deborah sighed, "no you didn't. I'm sorry," she said softly, "I guess I still haven't quite gotten over everything."

"You don't have to apologize. I understand and you have every right to be concerned, but I am never leaving you again. I let go once and it was the biggest mistake of my life and I will never repeat that mistake," he swore.

"I know you won't," she admitted, "I'm sorry I even brought it up. I shouldn't have said that over the phone, either, not while you're gone," she added.

"It's okay. I'll be home tomorrow. We can make up then," he grinned.

Deborah laughed lightly, "deal."

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Puck rolled over in bed and noticed it was seven in the morning and he was wide awake. Abby wasn't up yet, and Rachel was still asleep next to him, but he had an idea. Leaning over his girlfriend, he pressed a kiss to her neck and smiled, "Rachel," he whispered, letting his hand slip down to rest on her hip. When she didn't respond he tried again, this time saying, "Rachel, wake up sleepy head."

She heard her name and slowly let her eyes flutter open, "what is it, Noah?" She asked, sleep and concern in her voice.

He pressed a kiss to her neck again, "Abby's not awake yet and I'll be away all afternoon at practice," he murmured.

Rachel turned her head a little to look at him, "did you seriously wake me up to have sex?" She asked curiously, biting back a laugh.

"Maybe," he trailed his hand under her shirt and rested it against her stomach for a moment, "we didn't get to last night and I miss being intimate with you," he whispered.

Rolling onto her back, Rachel wrapped her arms around his neck and pulled him down to kiss her, "you do make a valid point," she agreed.

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Ethan was sitting in the courtroom, dressed in his uniform, with Mike, Allison and Nate next to him and they were waiting, and waiting... Terri, Ken and their attorneys were not in the room at the moment, but he knew once the jury had made their decision they'd appear, so now they were just sitting and hoping they'd hurry up.

Hours ticked by on the clock and noon arrived and everyone was wondering if they'd break for lunch, but thankfully, the bailiff came into the court room, from the jury room, and headed for the judge's chambers, passing on that the jury had come to an agreement and soon the judge came out, then Terri, Ken and their lawyers; a male and a female police officer standing only feet from them as they remained standing until the jury came back in and took their places.

Sitting down, the judge first asked for the jury to give their findings, and they unanimously found that both Terri and Ken had committed the crimes they were originally charged for, the largest one being two counts of felony kidnapping in the first. With the findings given, the jury was excused and the judge turned to the defense table, where Ken, Terri and their lawyers sat, "at this point, I would usually schedule a criminal trial, but it is my understanding that you have an offer on the table?"

The older lawyer stood up and nodded, "yes, your honor, we do."

"What is it?" The judge leaned back in his seat to listen.

"Your honor, we know that the largest charge is the two counts of felony kidnapping in the first, and it holds a sentence of ten years in prison. Our clients accept the charges against them and are willing to plead guilty and serve seven years on the ten year prison sentence, so they do not have to continue through the emotional process of a trial for all parties involved," he said.

The judge nodded and turned to the other table, where the prosecutor was sitting, "prosecution, do you accept this?"

The man stood up and nodded, "yes, your honor, we do."

Taking a moment to think on his options the judge turned to the defense, "Mr. Tanaka, do you agree to this offer?" He asked.

"Yes your honor," Ken said with a nod.

"And you, Ms. Schuester?"

"I do, your honor," she nodded.

"Okay," the judge sat up a little bit, "I hereby sentence Mr. Ken Tanaka and Ms. Terri Schuester to seven years in state prison with the biggest charge being two counts of felony kidnapping in the first degree," he hit his gavel on the block and stood up.

Everyone in the court stood up and waited until he was gone before beginning to disperse. Ethan kept his face impassive, wanting to keep from getting excited until he had a chance to get home.

Mike patted Ethan on the shoulder, "ready to go?" he asked.

"Yeah, let's get out of there," Ethan nodded, and the four officers left the court room.

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Nate, Allison and Mike had come down from Detroit in Mike's SUV, and the three SRT officers were returning to Lima for a few hours before returning to Motor City.

On the way to Lima, Nate went with Ethan, giving the two a chance to talk about Puck joining the Navy. Nate was the one who had been in the Navy, doing what Puck is planning to do and agreed to help him out with everything in the enlistment process, and after if he wanted it.

"I don't want to be stepping on your toes with this. He's your son," Nate admitted.

"You're not. I don't know anything about this and you do. You're the only person I'd trust to talk to him about all this. He needs someone to talk to about everything from rules and regulations to uniforms, to any of the military stuff; I can deal with the cop stuff, that's easy, but not the rest," Ethan told him honestly.

"Okay, good, because I know we've talked about it, but now that's kind of a reality, I'm going to be talking to him a lot," he replied, "and I think we should create a mock up of the confidence chamber at some point before he leaves," he added.

Ethan glanced at him like he'd grown a second head, "a what?"

"It's the gas chamber," he told him, "one of the requirements to get through boot is you have to go into a tear gas filled chamber without a mask on, state your name, social security number and birthday and only then after you pass that can you put on a mask and go out of the chamber."

"Yeah, good luck with that, Jews are kind of sensitive about the whole gas chamber kind of thing," Ethan admitted.

Nate's eyes widened, "oh shit, I didn't even think of that," Nate paused for a moment, "well, this would be even better for him to experience it before he goes. He can deal with it now and when he goes through it there, he'll be familiar with it," Nate explained.

"I agree with you," Ethan replied, "so I'll talk to him," he added.

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Arriving home, Ethan parked his car in the driveway next to their jeep and Mike pulled up alongside the road and all of them got out and stretched from their two hour drive from Columbus. Seeing familiar cars, Ethan motioned across the street to Puck and Rachel's, "everyone should be here," he admitted, "come on over."

"Aren't they going to know something's up if we show up in our uniforms?" Nate asked.

"Just don't say anything until I can talk to Quinn," he said, before crossing the street and heading around the back of the house to find Alan, David, Rachel, Abby, Quinn, Arin, Deborah, Carole, Will, Emma, Jessica, Ben, Hannah and Susan in the backyard. "Hey everyone, looks like you're having a party, up for a few more?" Ethan asked.

"Daddy!" Arin hopped up and jogged around the table, hugging him when she got to him.

Ethan smiled and hugged her, "I missed you, baby girl," he murmured, holding her close for a moment before letting her go so he could hug his wife, "and you, too," he added with a grin, kissing her lovingly as they hugged.

"Welcome home," Deborah whispered as the pulled away.

"Good to be home," he replied with a smile before letting her go and turning to the group, "I think you guys all remember Allison, Mike and Nate," he motioned to them, "sorry for the uniforms, we checked out of our hotel rooms before we could change," he replied, "hey, Quinn, can I talk to you for a second," he motioned towards the side of the house.

Quinn got up and followed him towards the front of the house where there was more privacy, "you didn't just go to Columbus for a case you worked on, did you?" She asked softly, "Mike, Allison and Nate wouldn't be here if you had."

"That's right. The four of us, well Nate didn't have to come, but he wanted to, but we had to testify in the indictment of Terri and Ken," he told her, and before she could ask what it was, he continued, "where we told a jury what happened and they had to decide to formally charge them or not, and they were charged with several things, but the biggest was two counts of felony kidnapping in the first degree," he told her.

She narrowed her eyes at the words, "so, I thought when someone gets arrested they are charged then," she said softly, "and how come I didn't need to be there?"

"You weren't needed and I requested you be left out of this as much as possible for your emotional well being," he said, "and you're right, when someone is arrested they usually are, but because of who they kidnapped, they wanted an indictment to formally charge them. Normally, then a trial date would be set and you'd have to be there, but once the jury agreed to the charges, their lawyers offered a plea, which the judge accepted," he explained.

"What was it?" Quinn asked, taking a deep breath.

"The original sentence would have been ten years, but they agreed to plead guilty if they could get a lighter sentence, so both Ken and Terri will be serving seven years in prison, instead of ten," he told her, "they've accepted what they did and are willing to take the seven years."

Quinn gasp as tears came to her eyes, "so... just like that... It's... it's over?" She asked hopeful.

Ethan nodded, "yes, it's over. You don't need to worry about them, none of us do, because they're going to jail for what they did for a long time."

She fell against him as she began crying, five months of emotions and worries lifted off her shoulders and though she knew she was doing better, this would help her a lot in recovery, knowing that she would never see them for a long time.

For the first time, that he could remember, since all this happened, as Ethan held Quinn, his own eyes teared up and he couldn't help shedding tears in relief that this was finally over so they could move on without the wonder hanging over their heads. Lifting a hand to wipe his eyes, he rubbed her back gently with his other hand before pulling away a little, "no one is going to say anything until I say something, so I think we should go back so I can tell them," he said softly.

"Yeah," she lifted her head and nodded, wiping her eyes, sniffling, "thank you," she replied, "for everything, Ethan. I don't know what I would have done if you hadn't been with me through all this."

"I swore I'd take care of you and I did just that, but you're welcome," he hugged her again before they pulled apart and walked back to everyone else.

"I knew it!" Rachel gasped, seeing the state Quinn was in when they returned.

Finn and Puck had been inside playing video games, but once they heard his dad's voice, they came outside to find no Quinn or Ethan, yet Mike, Allison and Nate were there, and slowly the wheels were turning in his head, realizing that his dad had been hiding something. Finn rushed right to Quinn and wanted to know what was wrong, and Ethan moved to stand next to his wife and with everyone there, he retold what he had just told Quinn and everyone was affected by it, but Emma, Will and Rachel seemed to be hit the hardest with the news, but everyone was relieved to finally have some closure.

"I'm sorry I kept you in the dark, but everyone was just starting to heal from all this, so I didn't want to bring it up until I knew more. I didn't expect them to plead at the trial, but they did," Ethan said softly.

Will looked at him, shock still on his face, but shook his head, "it's okay Ethan. You're right, we didn't need to know, but it's good to have more closure than we had. Thank you for taking care of all this."

Ethan held back an 'it's my job' comment, and replied with, "you're welcome," instead, "this hit everyone hard and I was involved, too. I'm just as glad it's over," he admitted.

...

After Abby's bath, Rachel sat down on her and Puck's bed with Abby in her arms, wrapped up in her fuzzy towel and held her close to her as she dried her off.

Puck noticed Rachel's change in routine from the bathroom door, so he leaned against the door frame and watched her, but knew why she had, the news his dad had given them relieved them, but brought back up some old feelings and emotions. "He did the right thing, you know? Not telling us," Puck said moving to sit next to her on the bed.

"Yeah, I know that," Rachel nodded, leaning against him a little, "I had a feeling when he came over and said he was going to Columbus for a trial that it wasn't about a case he worked on. If it had been, it would have been to Detroit and when I saw Mike, Nate and Allison, I knew it was about Terri and Ken," she explained.

"No more worrying about them, or what could have happened. They're going to jail for what they did and we have a long, long time before we could ever bump into them on the street," he said slipping his arm around her shoulders as his hand moved to rub Abby's back, tickling her lightly.

Abby giggled a little and Rachel smiled, standing up, "you want to help me dress her?" She asked, "and you're right. I think just talking about it brought up all the feelings we had, but I'm okay," she assured him.

Puck stood up and followed her into Abby's room, "I know and we're going to be okay. No matter what life throws at us, we're going to be okay, because we're strong and we've got our family behind us," he kissed her lovingly before letting her set Abby down on the changing table.

Rachel looked at him and nodded, "we're stronger as a family than we are as a single person, huh?" She asked softly.

"Exactly," Puck replied with a grin.

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1. ( en . wikipedia . org/ wiki/ Indictment )

2. ( en . wikipedia . org/ wiki/ Plea_bargain )

3. ( en . wikipedia . org/ wiki/ Grand_jury )

Special thanks to knkykty / KittyGoddess415 for the suggestions and ideas for the trial.

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A/N4: It didn't dawn on me until a few chapters ago that I hadn't discussed anything involving Terri and Ken and the characters in the fic, and you guys, as the readers, should have some closure, too, so that's why I brought up the trial, closing a 'chapter' of the fic that's been hanging. I hope you guys liked this. Review and let me know!

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A/N6: Today (August 2nd) makes one year since I stopped talking to the friend who told me my writing wasn't very good. Thank you to all of you who have read and reviewed my stories and have supported me! I love you all!

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