Have you seen my guns?

I swear if I don’t get this baby out of me soon… 

hiho-cheerio-quinn:

I can’t sleep, my back is killing me, and I think I have to go to the bathroom more times in a day than I usually go in a week. I’m not sure I can survive the rest of this week, but I don’t really have a say in things. I just hope I can make it through Sectionals without giving birth on stage. 

Rachel would kill you for ruining her moment if you did.


Text @ Puck 


Text @ Puck 


Text @ Puck 


Text @ Puck 


Text @ Puck 


Text @ Puck 


Playing House || Quick 

hiho-cheerio-quinn:

Quinn smiled as Puck mentioned going to church with the two of them. She knew that would be a really big deal, but it also proved to her how dedicated he was to this. Going to temple with them might be a little strange at first, but she knew it would make them stronger. The fact that they were both willing to accept the differences they had meant they could make it through a lot of things. They were two very different people, but they were willing to do the work to make things the best they could be. If something happened and they found that this arrangement wasn’t then they could figure out something else that did. That was the whole point of making compromises and trying to find a balance in things.

“I love you too,” she said softly, pushing herself up into a seated position. It wasn’t exactly easy, but she managed to get up, smiling over at him as she did so. “I’d love to go to temple with you and do those things as a family. I think that would be the best way for it to happen too.” She pushed herself up onto her knees and leaned down to kiss him, sliding her hand around to grip his mohawk as she did so. The fact that they were going to be a family still came as a surprise to her, but she couldn’t be more happy with the choices they were making. She reached out and placed his hand on her stomach as she felt the baby kick, smiling against his lips as she pulled back. “I think she’s happy too.”

She pressed her lips against his quickly before moving off the bed. Their food was still downstairs and Quinn didn’t want to spend the rest of the night going over these same things. They still had a few months to go until the baby would even be here, so they didn’t have to worry until then. “Let’s go eat,” she said softly, holding her hand out for his. “Once we finish the pizza there’s ice cream in the freezer and those fruit pops you like so much. We can just pig out and not worry about anything, okay?”

Puck smiled as Quinn got up, admitted she loved him, and forgave him. He was also glad she was going to go to temple with them. He knew that it would make them more united as a whole family. Just hearing the fact that he was going to have a family with Quinn was still a scary thought, but he knew that they’d get through it. Everything would work out for the best, and he was thoroughly reminded of that when he felt the baby kick. A wide smile spread across his face as he watched his girl, rubbing her belly softly before feeling her lips against his again and watching her move off of the bed.

Puck nodded his head, chuckling lightly. “Ok babe,” he agreed. He got up and took her hand, going downstairs with her and towards the food. This night between the two of them would be nice, and Puck felt at home and relaxed whenever he was around Quinn and their baby. It was still a foreign feeling to know that he was going to be a dad, but at the same time, he felt like he was ready. He’d grown a lot after hearing that he was going to be a father, they both had, and he was sure that they could do this parenting thing.


Playing House || Quick 

hiho-cheerio-quinn:

Quinn tried to ignore Puck as he apologized to her, but she knew that she couldn’t. There was no doubt in her mind that she loved him for that reason alone. She loved to hold a grudge and being able to realize that she was going to forgive him was a huge clue to her feelings. The only problem was she didn’t know how to handle it. It wasn’t exactly the compromise that she wanted since her daughter wouldn’t be exposed to Christianity until she was older, but she could at least think about it. She wanted more than anything to experience going to church with her daughter in her Sunday best dress just like she had always envisioned herself doing. 

“I don’t want to wait until she’s old to start teaching her about my religion. If we’re going to celebrate Jewish holidays and have her attending temple then I want her to go to church with me,” she told him, still not moving to look at him. If he wasn’t interested in doing what she wanted then that was going to be the end of the discussion. It was unfair that they’d be raising her Jewish for her entire childhood and then introducing Christianity years later. She wanted things to be equal or they would never work out. Religion isn’t something you can force on someone and she wanted her daughter to have equal experience, so she could decide which she wanted to follow when she was older.

She rolled onto her back to look at him, trying to get a read on his face before he said anything. He had to know that this was his one chance to make things right because there was no way Quinn would relent on this. Her religion meant more to her than anything else and she wasn’t going to let him change that. “What do you want to do?”

Puck watched Quinn, swallowing as she seemed to get upset again. He thought it was a good idea, himself, although he guessed what Quinn said made sense since Jesus was pretty much the main focus of Christianity. Well, obviously God too, but Jesus was the main thing that differed Judaism and Christianity. “Ok, we’ll try teaching her both. And…we can get her baptized.” Puck knew this would make Quinn happy, and he always, especially at this point, wanted to make her happy. “I’m sorry, Q. Seriously. We’ll even things up; I know it’s only fair that way.”

Puck watched her, continuing, “And maybe I can attend church with you guys. Make it, like, a family thing. Ya know, if you attended temple with her and me. I just feel like we’ll be divided if we don’t attend those things all together, and I don’t want that with you, babe. I am willing to make sacrifices for you and the baby. I know it didn’t seem like it a second ago, but I seriously am.” Puck wanted to get it into her head that he was there for her, always. He didn’t get two jobs for the fun of it, after all. His two jobs were anything but fun.

Puck wondered if it was safe at this point to lay down next to her, but she wasn’t looking at him yet, so he figured he’d wait a little longer. He knew that she was still upset about everything, at least she was before he agreed to raising the daughter with both, but he wasn’t sure if she still was. He decided to wait a little longer, never taking his eyes off of her face. “I love you, babe,” he reminded.


Playing House || Quick 

hiho-cheerio-quinn:

Quinn didn’t want to hear any of Puck’s excuses for what he said. There was no doubt in her mind that he actually meant those things and there was no way she could forgive him. She knew the mistakes she had made and for him to throw them in her fact hurt. It wasn’t like she enjoyed being the person that she was or the fact she had premarital sex, but there was nothing she could do about it now. The only thing left would be for her to show everyone that she had learned from her mistakes and was going to change the person that she was. There was no need for someone to bring them up to her just because she disagreed with something they wanted. Especially not the person she had just admitted that she loved.

She laid down on her bed, curling up on her side as she tried not to cry. It was impossible anymore because of her hormones, but she tried to fight it for as long as she could. Her hands rested against her stomach as she felt the baby moved inside of her, smiling slightly through her tears. When Puck entered her room she let all traces of the smile fall from her face as she ignored him. He was the last person that she wanted to see right now and she didn’t need him there making sure that she was alright. “I don’t care,’ she told him, refusing to look over at him. “I think I asked you to leave, so maybe you should do that. I’m not in the mood to hear you talk about what a terrible person I am.”

Her eyes met his quickly before she glanced away, knowing she’d forgive him if she actually looked at him. She knew it wasn’t right that she was so angry whenever she had said a lot of hurtful things to him in the past, but right now that didn’t matter. He had touched on the one thing that hurt her the most and she couldn’t possibly stand to see him right now. “Whenever you realize that you’re not always right and things don’t always go your way then we can talk. I told you I was willing to make a compromise despite what I want, but that’s not good enough. You can’t raise a baby if you’re not willing to sacrifice things.”

It hurt Puck just to see how much he’d hurt her. He knew he was an asshole tonight, and he figured he could blame the lack of sleep and long hours putting him in a bad mood, but he still had no right to take it out on Quinn. “I’m not leaving,” he told her, knowing that if he did, in fact, leave, things would only get worse. He didn’t want to be the type of guy who was a fraction nice to the girl than he was mean to get them to like him again; not with Quinn, at least. He listened to her speak, and he knew she was right. They had come really far in their relationship and he was shoving things in her face, which wasn’t right at all. He couldn’t lose her or this baby, and he wasn’t going to act like an asshole and do just that.

“I know,” Puck said, letting out a deep breath and trying to rack his brain to figure out just what he was saying. “Look, I know all those things, and I know I can be a selfish ass, but…Q, I really do love you. I am willing to do those things, I’m just…I don’t know, I took out my bad mood on you, and I guess I was only looking at the negatives. You didn’t deserve having that stuff thrown in your face. I’ve had my share of shitty things, and in reality, I’m pretty sure they do go against the Jewish bible.” Look down at his hands for a little bit, he looked back up at her body, feeling the need to curl up next to her and hug her, though he doubted she’d let him after all of that.

“I don’t regret us sleeping together and I really hope you don’t. Maybe the timing was off a little, but I wouldn’t take it back. You’re not a terrible person, Q. You’re the best person I know. I want to make things work with you. This is our baby and I’m not gonna let my mom’s opinions get in the way, just like I’d expect you to do with your parents.” Sighing, Puck moved a little more onto the bed and continued, “I was looking all of this stuff up online, and it says that Jewish bible is the same as the Christian Old Testament. Well, for the most part anyway. It might just be the first five units in the Old Testament, but I figured we could teach our daughter that, and then when she’s old enough to know the difference between Jews and Christians, you could start teaching her the New Testament. The one that tells the story of Jesus, or something.”