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2 months later Quinn was home alone as Puck was at work. She was now like a balloon nearly 6 months along. The nursery was painted light pink and the white crib was set up. 
                          
It was around 5pm when there was a knock on the door, the blonde jumped up knowing that it was most likely Puck returning home. 
                          
'Quinnie.' It wasn't Puck it was her mom. 
                          
'Mom What are you doing here?' Quinn asked. 'Did you come here to tell me how much of a disappointment I am?'
                          
'Quinnie I wanted to apologise.' 
                          
'Apology not accepted.' Quinn sighed and closed the door but Judy put her hand out to stop it.
                          
'I've left your father.' Judy said sadly.
                          
'Oh mom.' Quinn said pulling her mother in a warm embrace. 
                          
The two woman sat down on the couch. Judy explained that she had walked in on him screwing his tattooed freak assistant in his office.
                          
'I'm sorry I didn't say anything when he was here.' 
                          
'It's okay mom.' 
                          
'No it's not, I should have been there for you Quinnie.' Judy sighed. 'How are you? How far along are you? What do you work as?' 
                          
'I'm fine, I'm nearly 6 months and I'm a barmaid.' Quinn replied.
                          
'And you and Noah?' 
                          
'We're good, taking things slow. For now.' Quinn said. 
                          
'He's hasn't proposed?' 
                          
'No mom. We rushed into our relationship and it was a mutual decision to take things slow, maybe after the baby is born.' The younger blonde said slightly frustrated. 
                          
'Quinnie. I know this is your decision to make but what if Puck decides to leave you once the baby is born.'
                          
'That's not Puck. He would never do that to me.' 
                          
As if on cue Puck walked through the door. 'Babe Santana wanted to-' he trailed off when he saw the two blondes. 'I can leave.' He said awkwardly.
                          
'No stay.' 
                          
'I was just leaving.' Judy said standing up. 'Quinnie I'll be here for a few days . Give me a call.' 
                          
'Okay.' The two blondes hugged and Quinn left.
                          
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An hour later Puck was watching Tv in the living room and Quinn was sorting out the few bits of baby clothes in their room she had purchased. Ever since her mother had arrived she had been distance from Puck, he decided to find out.
                          
He got up from the couch and knocked lightly on their bedroom. 'Come in.' Quinn said softly. He opened the door and saw Quinn laying on the bed curled up. 
                          
'Are you okay?' He asked. The second after he asked it he felt like an idiot, it was obvious she wasn't.
                          
'I want you to lie with me and hold me.' Quinn ordered softly. Puck obeyed.
                          
After a few minutes of laying together Quinn spoke. 'Once the baby is born are you gonna leave me?' 
                          
Puck was taken back by her question, that wasn't even a thought in his mind. As long as Quinn would have him he would never leave.  'No.' He said quietly.
                          
'Do you want to marry me someday?' 
                          
'Quinn.' He breathed out. 'Every time I say can I ask you something you freak out and think I'm gonna propose.' Puck explained. 'Someday I want to marry you. For now I just want to us to focus on the baby. Okay?'
                          
'Okay.' Quinn smiled.