A/N: Sorry for the really long time btw updates. I was trying to finish Anonymous and got distracted by Little Blue Plus Now that I have finished Anonymous I can devote more time to my other stories. This chapter is pure fluff, which I have to admit was needed in this story. The drama will reappear soon, as this is a dramatic story. I hope you like it. Please review and let me know your thoughts. I really do appreciate them. I really want to finish this story for you, but i don't want to cut it down and there are quiet a few chapters left. What do you all think, shorter so we can get the end or should I keep my plan and go with the longer story? Disclaimer: I do not own Glee or any of its characters. Glee belongs to its creators and FOX.
Chapter 27
"Who's up first?" Mr. Schuester asked excitedly as he strolled into class. Quinn rolled her eyes, she didn't know much about singing but she was pretty sure you started practices with vocal warm ups but Mr. Schue seemed to skip that step every class. Her eyes turned to look at Noah who was sitting next to Finn in the front row. Their eyes connected and Quinn shrugged. She had been worried that he would ditch her after Judy's embarrassing display of attempted parenting, but Noah had just shrugged it off and said he was used to parents freaking out when he was alone with their daughters. Quinn didn't particularly like his self-deprecating and resigned tone but hadn't know what to say. So she let it go, for now at least.
Rachel raised her hand as expected and she and Finn got up and did a duet. Endless Love. It was hard not to scoff as the song began and Finn opened his mouth. Sure Rachel nailed her parts, how could she not, she was an amazing singer but Finn, Finn was no Luther Vandross. I was pretty sure, no a hundred percent sure the song choice was all Rachel. Ever since Finn broke up with Marsha Rachel had dialed up her persuits of the boy. Finn for his part was completely clueless, but as they sang and she saw Finn look at Rachel, really look at her as they walked in as circle facing each other she saw a glint of something. Prehaps Rachel's crazy plan was working. Maybe Finn was finally seeing Rachel. Huh, well good for them.
Everyone clapped nicely as the twosome sat. Noah rose and walked forward, obviously he wanted it to be his and Quinn's turn. Quinn smiled, they had chosen a number she was pretty sure no one would know, well maybe Mercedes. It was more a hilarious rant between two lovers than a duet, but when Noah played it for Quinn she fell in love. Who knew that Noah Puckerman was a secret music nerd as well as bookworm. The song began, Noah strumming his guitar, Quinn across the room giving her best annoyed look. The song was set up that they exchanged each line, Quinn started.
Tramp! Quinn glared at him placing her hands on her hips.
Noah stepped back in surprise as he played, What you call me?
Tramp. Quinn held in her laughter, especially as she saw the perplexed and confused look the others were giving them. She stepped closer to Noah, daring him to continue.
You did't!
You don't wear continental clothes, or Stetson hats.
Well I tell you one dog-gone thing. It makes me feel good to know one thing. I know I'm a lover. He winked at her as he said the last line, dragging it out a little longer than the song required.
Matter of opinion. She scoffed and waved his comment off.
That's all right, Mama was. Papa too. And I'm the only child. Lovin' is all I know to do.
You know what, Noah? Quinn swapped out Otis to make the song funnier and this pretend argument more real. Noah smirked at this, she hadn't done that in rehearsals.
What?
You're country.
That's all right. They were now standing face to face, Noah leaning into Quinn, Quinn standing her ground, hand still on her hip examining her nails.
You straight from the Ohio woods. She took the liberty of changing the lyrics again, this time from Georgia to Ohio.
That's good.
You know what? You wear overalls, and big old brogan shoes and you need a haircut, Tramp.
Hair cut? Woman, you foolin'…ooh…I'm a lover. Mama was. Grandmama, Papa too. Boogaloo. All that stuff And. Noah walked around Quinn smiling and strutting in front of others before turning back to Quinn.
I'm the only son-of-a-gun this side of the Sun! Tamp.
You know what, Noah? I don't care what you say, you're still a tramp. Quinn looked Noah up and scoffed again, flipping her hair up as she turned away and took a few steps back. Noah followed.
What?
That's right. You haven't even got a fat bankroll in your pocket. You probably haven't even got twenty-five cents.
I got six Cadillacs, five Lincolns, four Fords, six Mercuries, three T-Birds, Mustang, oooooohh…I'm a lover. Noah sang as he rolled across the room on a wheelie chair.
Mama was. Papa too. I tell you one thing.
Well tell me.
I'm the only son-of-a-gun this side of the Sun.
Quinn and Noah were circling each other, trading lines with smiles on their faces as they tried to hold in the laughter until they were finished. Quinn played and tugged at Noah's clothes while he attempted to swat her off, which was hard considering he was playing the guitar.
You're a tramp, Noah.
No I'm not
I don't care what you say, your still a tramp.
What's wrong with that?
Look here. You ain't got no money.
I got everything.
You can't buy me all those minks and sables and all that stuff I want. Quinn pulled a feather boa from her school bag and throw it around her neck.
I can buy you minks, rats, frogs, squirrels, rabbits,….anything you want, Woman. Noah hopped a stuff rabbit from his bag into Quinn's face causing her to laugh a second before schooling her features back into annoyance.
Look, you can go out in the Georgia woods and find them, Baby.
Oh, you foolin'
You're still a tramp.
That's all right.
You a tramp, Noah. You just a tramp.
That's all right.
You wear overalls, You need a haircut, Baby. Cut off some of that hair off your head. You think you a lover, huh?Quinn ended mussing up Noah's Mohawk and laying a peck on his cheek.
They burst into laughter as the last note ended. Quinn hadn't had this much fun in, well before she could remember. Noah smiled and picked her up twirling her around as the glee club whooted and cheered.
Mercedes was shaking her head but had a big smile on her face. "Otis Redding, seriously, my dad rocks that stuff still. Damn never thought I'd say it, but damn whiteys you did good."
Santana rolled her eyes, "Where the heck did you find a song like that Q, never thought you'd be into the oldies."
"I love the oldies for you information, Aretha, Supremes, Temptations, Sinatra, Elvis, they're my people. But this, this was all Noah."
Noah shrugged, "I have eclectic taste."
Mr. Schue congratulated them on a great and original number before moving onto the next group. Soon glee was over and Quinn was heading out towards her car. Noah walked her there and they paused as she reached the driver's side door. "I had a great time working on the duet with you Noah."
"I had a good time too, maybe, I don't know maybe we could do it again."
Quinn smiled and tiptoed kissing his cheek, "Sure. Next time Schue assigns a group number you are my man."
"Yeah okay, but maybe we can like collaborate or some shit like that on our own for fun."
Quinn sighed, "Don't curse Noah it's not becoming. But sure, whenever you want to listen to music and do something call me. You're a great friend Noah, one of the best I've ever had."
Noah looked away, he's smile dropping a little, Quinn missed it though as she was unlocking her door. "Yeah…uhh… you're a great friend too Quinn. See you around."
"Bye."
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Judy stood beside Quinn as they waited for the doctor to come in. Quinn was due for her 6 month checkup in two weeks but Judy had scheduled on early because she was concerned for Quinn. Quinn's morning sickness had yet to subside and she seemed to be losing weight instead of gaining it. Quinn swore she felt fine, but Judy was concerned. She didn't remember her pregnancies being nearly as hard on her body as this one was on Quinn. If she wasn't at school or work, Quinn was asleep. She was even going out with Santana and Brittany less and less due to how exhausted she was by dinner time.
"Judy, chill I am fine." Quinn stated, annoyance clear in her tone. Judy sat and took Quinn's hand.
"I'm just nervous. I wasn't here with you for your last appointment."
Before Quinn could say anything the doctor came in. "Good evening Quinn. How are you feeling."
"Nauseous and tired." She replied flatly.
"She is still getting sick at least once a day sometimes twice." Judy informed the doctor, "and she is tired a lot."
The doctor nodded, "Alright, any pain Quinn?"
"No."
"Lightheadness or headaches?"
"No."
"Blood in your urine or throw up?"
"No."
"Joint or muscle aches?"
"My back aches sometimes but not a lot. I figured backache was normal."
"It usually is. On a scale of one to ten can you rate the average pain?"
Quinn scrunched her face as she thought, "3 or 4."
"Worst?'
"Six, but that is only after I've been on my feet at the library all day."
The doctor nodded, "Well everything seems to normal. I suggest that on days you are at the library you sit as much as possible, I can write a script for your boss. As for the morning sickness, unfortunately it isn't uncommon for it to persist throughout an entire pregnancy. As long as you aren't getting dehydrated, getting lightheaded, having pains, blood in your urine or throw up, or excessive headaches, you are alright. If the vomiting increases and you aren't keeping down food or liquid at all than call me."
"She has lost some weight I think." Judy added.
Quinn glared at her as the doctor made her stand and go on the scale. "Well her weight gain is a little low but still normal. We'll watch it though. Now you are due for you sonogram in two weeks but I can do it now so that you don't have to come back so soon."
"Sounds good." Quinn replied. She laid down and lifted her shirt and the doctor placed the goo on it and began moving the wand around. Judy was in awe of the clarity of the picture that showed up. Sonograms were nothing like this when she was pregnant with Frannie or Quinn. Judy squeezed Quinn's hand as they heard the heartbeat. Judy's own heart skipped a beat, there before her on the screen was her grandbaby. Tears leaked from her eyes, she was so happy but at the same time she was overwhelmed with sadness that Quinn was going through this at such a young age.
"Would you like to know the gender?" The doctor asked as she took some pictures. Judy looked down at Quinn who'd closed her eyes. There was silence. It was a hard decision to make. Knowing the gender meant Quinn could start thinking of names, it connected Quinn to the baby even more than she already was. Judy knew Quinn hadn't even decided if she wanted to keep the child. Judy desperately wanted to know the gender, she wanted her daughter to keep the baby, but it wasn't her decision.
"Yes." Quinn choked out. Judy was surprised but she didn't let it show. Instead she kissed Quinn on the forehead. They waited as the doctor studied the sonogram for a moment before turning to them. "Congratulations it's a girl." Tears flowed freely down Judy's cheek, a girl, she was going to have granddaughter. A choked sob from Quinn drew Judy's attention. "It's a girl." There was so much relief in Quinn's voice. Judy pulled her into a hug as Quinn broke down. "A girl, it's a girl." Quinn kept mumbling. Judy hadn't realized how much Quinn feared her child was a boy. She couldn't really understand that fear, but she guessed Quinn feared looking at a mini version of the father who'd abandoned her or even the mini version of Russell. "Shh… I have you."
"A girl, Judy."
Judy kissed her temple, "Yes, I know."
That night Quinn went to bed early so Judy went over to Leroy and Hiram's. They were sitting on the couch reading quietly when she entered. "Where's Rachel?"
"Talking to Finn on the phone."
"Oh?"
Leroy nodded as he patted the seat next to him, "Yes, they became official today after school."
Judy laughed. Rachel always got what she wanted she should have known this would be no different. "Smart boy, he is lucky."
"Yes he is and if he ever hurts my baby I will break every bone in his body." Judy stared at Hiram in shock. She'd never heard a hatful word from the man across from her and now he was threatening the life of a teenage boy.
"Yes, I know and we thought I'd be the scary dad." Leroy quipped which caused the duo to laugh. Hiram didn't find it nearly as fun.
"I'm serious."
"I know you are Honey."
They lapsed into a comfortable silence for a moment or two before Judy brought up her reason for the visit. "Quinn's having a girl." She couldn't keep the smile from her face. Her heart swelled with joy and happiness.
"Congratulations!" Leroy yelled. He hugged her tight. As soon as he let go she was tackled by Hiram. "That is amazing Judes. We should celebrate. I'll get the wine." Hiram ran off to the basement.
"Is Quinn happy?"
"I think relieved is a better word. I think she feared it would be boy."
" I can see why. Has she decided if she will keep the baby?"
"Not yet. Maybe knowing it is a girl will help her decide. I don't want to push though."
"Probably a good idea." Leroy smiled and kissed Judy's temple, "Seriously though I am so excited for you, a baby granddaughter, its amazing."
"It really is. I could have waited a few more years to be a grandmother, but I am happy."
Hiram joined them with the wine and three glasses and the three old friends stayed up talking baby names and plans for a nursery. It maybe a little premature, but Judy didn't care, she was having a granddaughter.
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"I don't get it, how can they even tell it's a girl?" Santana asked as she rotated the sonogram above her. Quinn shrugged, "I don't know, I guess if they can't see a penis they know it's a girl."
"Wouldn't it be really tiny, I mean it's not like it looks like Puck's." Brittany pointed.
"Ew." Rachel gagged. Quinn laughed. She was currently lying on her bed with Santana, Brittany, and Rachel. They were having a sleep over and had been watching Baby Mama, Santana's choice, when Quinn spilled the beans. Rachel and Brittany squealed and tackled her while Santana smiled her and gave her a slight nod of the head. She was happy for Quinn.
"Let's not talk about Puck's penis Britt, I regret ever seeing it." Santana growled.
"I don't know, Puck does know what he is doing." Britt commented. Quinn saw Santana bit her lip and look away. Quinn sighed, seriously when would Santana buck up and ask Brittany out? It was clear to Quinn that Santana was in love with Brittany and Brittany with Santana. This game they were playing would just result in both of them getting hurt.
"Any names, Q?"
"No. I, I can't name her, I don't even know what I am doing yet." There was no way she was naming her daughter. She wasn't even sure she was going to keep her little girl. She wanted to, she really did, but she feared she would be horrible mother, that she would be just like Russell. A sharp pain came shot through her stomach. Her hand flew to the spot.
"You okay Quinn?" Rachel asked in concern. Another pain and Quinn rubbed the spot.
"Yean, she is just really moving or kicking." Three faces lit up and stared at her.
"What?"
"Can I feel?" Britt looked like she was about to explode in excitement. Quinn smiled and nodded yes.
Three hands pressed the spot she'd been holding. As if on command her daughter kicked.
"Wow."
"Cool."
"Crap"
The three girls looked down in awe as her daughter kicked again. Quinn just sat back. If these three were anything like Judy they'd be doing this for awhile. It was weird having people touch her bowling ball sized stomach but somehow Quinn didn't care because well it meant that her friends cared, right?
"That is crazy shit Q. Does it get annoying?"
"Yes, when it's the middle of the night and all I want to do is sleep and she won't stop moving and kicking. She's been really active lately too."
"Maybe because she knows her Mommy wants to get it on with Puck." Britt smirked. Quinn's eyes grew wide as Rachel choked and Santana whispered "Britt."
"What?"
Britt laid back down and turned to look at Quinn, "You and Puck, your together."
"No, no we aren't. We are just friends."
Britt scrunched her face in confusion, "But you spend all your time in the back of library together, everyone makes out back there."
Quinn's heart picked up speed, "Not us. We just read."
Santana snorted, "Read, sure."
"I'm serious. Noah, he likes to read." Quinn suddenly slapped her hand over her mouth, "You can't tell anyone I said that, he doesn't want anyone to know."
"Wow, you're serious." Rachel chimed in. "I never took Puck to be the intellectual kind."
"He's really self-conscious about it. Please don't say anything." Quinn glared at Santana.
"Fine whatever." She relented.
"Thanks."
"You owe me though. This is the best blackmail material I am giving up." Santana laid down now too. Quinn didn't respond, there was nothing to say, she knew she'd have to pay up someday she just prayed it wouldn't involve murder or something.
Sleep found them one by one. Quinn was the last to dose due to her daughter kicking like crazy. She smiled as she thought about it, her daughter.
A/N: The song Noah and Quinn sing is Tramp by Otis Redding and Carla Thomas. I normally don't tell my readers to listen to the songs I put in here but this is a MUST. You have to listen to it to truly appreciate and understand the playful banter I was trying to create between Quinn and Noah. Its a great song. Thanks for reading.
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