A Very 'Quick' Family

We're getting married today. MARRIED. If you had told me 7 years ago that I, Quinn Fabray, would me marrying Noah Puckerman, I would scolded you.

Let me give you a little back story. Hold on to your hats, it's a very bumpy ride.

It all started during my sophomore year of high school. I was captain of the cheer leading squad, president of the celibacy club, and dating quarterback Finn Hudson. One day, I had been drinking a little, and was feeling extremely vulnerable. I made the stupidest mistake I have ever made. I slept with Noah- WHILE I WAS DATING FINN! I tried to ignore the fact that it had happened, but a couple months later I found out I was pregnant. I tried to pass it off as Finn's, but he found out it wasn't and we broke up. I started living with Puck (That's what we call Noah.), and we had a beautiful little girl named Beth. But, we gave her up for adoption. After that we didn't really talk much, until our senior year. I was regretting giving Beth up, and I took it out on Puck. He was always good at comforting me. We got together right after graduation, and have been together ever since. It's been four years now, and we're going strong. I love him so much.

"Hey, Quinn!" My maid of honor, Rachel, exclaimed as she walked in to the bathroom.

I instantly broke down.

"Woah! Quinn! What's wrong?" She rubbed my back.

"What if he doesn't want to marry me? What if he's just settling for me?" I asked, with tears streaming down my face. "His reputation was RUINED after we had Beth, what if he just settled for me because he couldn't find anybody?"

"Quinn, stop. You're messing up you're makeup. He loves you. If he was settling for you, he wouldn't have planned that elaborate proposal 6 months ago." Rachel assured me.

I smiled, remembering the day he proposed to me.

6 months earlier

Puck and I were walking down the side of the road downtown, when someone behind us began singing "Will you marry me?" Then, another person joined them harmonizing, then more people. Puck pointed behind me saying "Look." But, there was nothing there. I turn around and he's on one knee harmonizing with everyone else."

"Lucy Quinn Fabray." He began. I could already feel the tears welling up. "You are my best friend. From the first time I laid eyes on you, I knew it was meant to be. I'm so happy that we had Beth, even though we gave her up, because it brought us together. I love you so much. Will you marry me?"

I was bawling by now. "Of course!" I put the ring on my finger and wrapped my arms around his neck.


"Yeah, I guess he does love me." I said, still smiling.

"I told you. Now go get married!" Rachel exclaimed, fixing my makeup.

The organ began playing the wedding march, and the doors opened. All of my bridesmaids and Puck's groomsmen walked down the isle, along with the flower girl (Rachel and Finn's daughter, Grace) and the ring bearer (their son George). Then, Rachel and Finn (who was Puck's best man) walked down. Finally, it was my turn. My mom grabbed my arm and began walking me down the isle. She had to walk me because when my parents found out I was pregnant, they kicked me out. I remember that day like it was yesterday. Finn still thought he was the father of my baby, and he started singing...

7 years ago

"Mmm. This is a lovely ham." Finn said, smiling.

"Thank you." My mom said.

"There is no beating Judy's ham." My dad added.

She laughed.

My dad hit his glass with a spoon, proposing a toast. "I'd like to propose a toast!"

"Daddy, no." I said, laughing.

"Russel and his famous toasts." My mom smiled.

My dad laughed. "The Fabrays are a tight knit family. I have been blessed with a loving wife, two remarkable daughters- my first, married a wonderful christian man who owns his own chain of UPS stores, my second daughter, little Quinnie, we're so proud of her. Captain of the Cheerios, president of the celibacy club. I got a little peak at the dress, I'm certain she's a shoe-in for-"

"I have to go to the bathroom!" Finn stood up, interrupting my dad. "Uh, too much pop."

My parents exchanged looks. "Oh, it's just right through the kitchen, sweetie." My mom exclaimed.

"He wears a helmet when he plays, right?" My dad asked.

"He's just intimidated by you, daddy." I assured him.

He was gone for a couple minutes before he returned with my mom's kitchen radio.

"That's my kitchen radio." My mom said, surprised.

"Yeah, I need to borrow it."

"Finn, what's this?" I asked. What was he doing?

"Well, we have this assignment in Glee club to sing a ballad. They're all about expressing things you can't find any other way to say." He explained.

"Oh god, Finn. DON'T!" I threatened him. This could not be happening."Please. Don't."

"No, I need to do this. For both of us." He replied.

I gave him a stern look, and he pressed play on the radio.

"You're having my baby. What a lovely way of saying how much you love me. You're having my baby. What a lovely way of saying what you're thinking of me. I can see it. Your face is glowing. I can see it in your eyes. I'm happy you know it. That you're having my baby. You're the woman I love and I love what it's doing to you. You're having my baby. You're a woman in love and I love what's going through you."

My dad looked at my mom.

"The need inside you. I see it showing. Woah, the seed inside you baby-"

My dad stopped the radio, standing up, staring at Finn.

Once we got in the living room, it all blew up.

Finn and I were sitting on the couch with my parents in front of us.

"There must be some sort of mistake, here." My mom said. "Quinnie, we raised you right."

"You- You did. We didn't even have s-ex.." Finn said.

"I'm sorry, can we just stop with the lying please?" My mom interrupted.

"Look, I'm-" Finn was interrupted again.

"When you were about five years old, I took you and your sister down to an Indian's game." My dad said, looking at me. "All the other dads brought their sons. But my two girls were enough for me."

"Daddy." I said, crying.

"Your sister made it through the whole game" He continued. He was crying, as well. "But you fell asleep in my lap. I kept hoping nothing exciting would happen, cause I didn't want the crowd to get too loud and wake you up." He paused. "It didn't matter. You stayed asleep in my arms until the game ended."

"Daddy, I'm so sorry." I cried.

He breathed, and then looked at Finn. "You need to leave."

"Wait! Please, daddy, can we talk about this?" I begged. "Finn is a good guy! He loves me."

"You too." My dad said not looking at me. "Get out of my house."

"You can't do that! She didn't do anything wrong!" Finn argued. "Please, Mrs. Fabray, do something!"

"Don't bother, Finn. If she wanted to do something, she would've when she found out that I was pregnant." I scoffed.

"You knew?" My dad said.

"I-no. She didn't tell me anything" She defended herself.

"But you knew. And I needed you. I needed my mom. And you were so scared, of what he would do if he found out. You just pushed it aside, like we do EVERY bad feeling in this house." I yelled. "If you don't talk about it, it doesn't exist."

"No do NOT turn this on us! You are the disappointment here." My dad yelled back.

"Why? Because I'm not a little girl anymore? Because I made a mistake?" I argued.

"Who are you? I don't recognize you at all." My dad said.

"I'm your daughter. Who loves you. And I know this must be really hard for you. But I just need my daddy to hold me and tell me that it's going to be okay." I cried.

He walked towards me.

"Daddy, please."

He set the timer on the microwave for 30 minutes. I had to pack my stuff and leave.

My mom took me back after I had Beth, and kicked my dad out.


As soon as we started walking down, I started crying. I was so happy. Nothing, absolutely nothing could ruin this day. My mom sent me off to Puck, and we took hands.

"We are gathered here to celebrate the joining of Noah "Puck" Puckerman and Lucy "Quinn" Fabray as partners in life.." The minister began.

Puck looked at me and whispered. "You look absolutely beautiful."

I smiled. "I love you."

The wedding proceeded.

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