Here's chapter 4! Thank you for all the reviews, favs, and alerts! I was in a writing mood today, so I was able to get this chapter done quickly.
LilDevyl - The Fabrays didn't make Puck feel guilty about anything. He kinda feels guilty about the accident, and he feels that he's the whole reason everything that had happened to Quinn in the past seven months is his fault.
FinchelFan728 - You'll find out in this chapter :3
I don't own Glee. I only own the character Cory.
Enjoy!
"I don't think you should show Quinn the baby, Noah. It will be too much," Russel said before taking a bite out of his sandwich. Him, Judy, and Puck were sitting in the cafeteria at the hospital. Puck didn't like the food there, so he settled for a candy bar from the vending machine. Him and Quinn's parents were trying to decide if they should let her see her baby girl, even though she doesn't even remember her conception.
"She has a right, though! She's her child!"
"She's going to freak out when she finds out she has a baby," Judy whispered while eating her salad.
"Quinn doesn't have to see the baby, but she has the right to know about her. If you'll let me, I'll tell her," the teenager said, finishing his snack.
"You've done enough," her dad said, "It will be for the best if we tell her."
Puck didn't want them to tell her. He wanted to tell her. He was the one that got her into this mess, so he should have been the one to tell her. His phone vibrated in his pocket, and when he took it out of his phone he saw he got a message from Quinn.
Quinn - Come here asap
Asap? That wasn't good.
"Uhh...Finn needs me to help him tie his shoes again. Be right back," he made up an excuse so he could get away from Quinn's parents. Puck swiftly made his way up to her floor, and darted to her room. He saw her sitting on the edge of her bed, looking outside the window. "What is it?"
"I just finished taking my first shower...Puck, why is there a huge scar across my stomach?" she asked like an innocent child; her green eyes filled with worry. Now was the time to tell her, regardless of what her parents thought.
"Since you're sitting down, now is probably the best time to tell you," he walked over to the chair beside her bed and took a huge breath before hand, "On Valentine's Day of this year, you decided you wanted to lose your virginity. You felt ready enough, and you wanted me to be your first. We had sex, and about a month later you found out you were pregnant. You told me, and you decided that you didn't want to get rid of it. You kept it a secret for seven months until your car accident. Our baby girl was born twenty-nine weeks premature, and now she's thirty-one weeks."
"What...? I'm a mother?" she murmured while looking at him. Maybe he should have had her parents tell her instead of him, "Why did I keep it a secret? The real question is how did I keep it a secret?"
"The school found out, but you're parents didn't until the accident. You usually hid it behind stuff and you kept pillows on your stomach. And you were afraid that they'd kick you out like Rachel's dads did to her."
There was a five minute pause before the blonde said anything, "I want to see her. Take me to her."
Should he take her to see their daughter? "Your parents said-"
"I don't care what they said. Go get me a wheelchair and take me to see her."
Quinn was always someone who got what she wanted.
Puck crept away with a wheelchair, put her in it, and they traveled down a floor from the elevator to the N/ICU. When he took her over to Baby Girl Fabray, she looked really surprised. Puck was too when he first saw her, "She's so small."
"I know. You can put your hand in there and stroke her if you want," he offered, but Quinn shook her head no. "I've been working on a song for her. Even if we give her up for adoption, I think it's a good name."
"Let me hear it."
Puck:
Beth I hear you calling
But I can't come home right now
Me and the boys are playing
And we just can't find the sound
Just a few more hours
And I'll be right home to you
I think I hear them calling
Oh, Beth, what can I do?
Beth what can I do?
You say you feel so empty
That our house just ain't a home
And I'm always somewhere else
And you're always there alone
Just a few more hours
And I'll be right home to you
I think I hear them calling
Oh, Beth, what can I do?
Beth what can I do?
Beth, I know you're lonely
And I hope you'll be alright
'Cause me and the boys will be playing all night
All night
"Bethany...or just Beth. What a lovely name," Quinn whispered through her tears. "She's too perfect to be mine. I mean look at her..."
"The name tag says Baby Girl Fabray, so she is your's," Puck smiled.
"We still have time to decide if we want to keep her or not, right?"
"Right."
Rachel held a cup of mint tea in her hand as she wrote down her essay for Psychology. It was about memory, which ironically applied to Quinn's real life situation. The class was pretty easy; the only reason she took it was because she needed one more credit for History. The house was pretty quiet now, with Finn and Rachel doing their homework in separate rooms so they could concentrate. Whenever they did their homework together, it usually ended with them studying other things instead of their work.
"Mama! Mama!"
And that's when her tea flew right on her hand written essay.
"Damn it!" she exclaimed, instantly covering her hand over her mouth. She had to make sure Cory was ok before trying to fix her essay. She walked into the nursery to find her son standing up in his crib, pointing outside the doorway. Usually when he pointed in the hallway it meant he wanted food.
"Damn!"
Oh crap, she shouldn't have said that. Now he was mimicking her. She knew one day, he was going to be a lot of trouble.
"No, no, no Cory! Don't say that! Please don't say that!"
"Damn!" Rachel picked her son from his crib and carefully carried him into the kitchen to get his food ready. It was two o'clock, which was his usual snack time. She grabbed some chopped up strawberries from the fridge and placed them on a napkin for him to pick from. She watched tentatively as he ate the smaller pieces, then the big ones.
"Did I hear Cory cuss?" Finn stepped into the kitchen, scratching his head once he entered.
"Yes, he did. Only because I did. He startled me when he called for me, which caused me to spill my tea on my essay," she explained, stealing one of her son's pieces of strawberry. "And before you say anything about it being hand-written, it looks more professional that way."
"I wasn't going to," he smirked, sitting next to her as he too watched their son eat, "Rach, I've been thinking about the wedding."
"You have?" she asked, "So have I. What have you been thinking about?"
"I think we need to put off the wedding for like, a really long time. Maybe even a year. Please don't hate me," he explained, waiting to hear a backlash from her.
"I've been thinking the same thing. With school, Cory, glee club, and Quinn needing support from all of us, we have too much to do for a wedding in less than a month. Plus, aren't you looking at scholarships to apply for?"
"I'm trying, but I'm not finding any good sports scholarships in New York. I might try for something academically, who knows. When should we move the wedding to?"
"We'll figure that out down the road," Rachel answered, giving her fiance a kiss on his lips.
"Mama! Dada!" they heard Cory say, which made them laugh. Whenever he talked, they couldn't help but smile.
Song used:
Beth - KISS
So do you think it was the right decision for Finchel to move the wedding? It was for the best, in my opinion.
Also, I have a little spoiler that I'm willing to reveal to whoever wants to find out what it is. Just PM me and I'll tell you.
Coming up in chapter 5: Puck and Quinn make a decision about Beth. More Finchel fluff with Cory in the mix as well.