I looked up. "What, Mr. Schue?"

"What is it like being a mother?"

"And a wife," Puckerman said loudly, wrapping his arm around my shoulder. Everyone cheered.

"When did that happen?" Mr. Schue smiled.

"During my maternity leave," I smiled.

"And my personal break."

Finn glared at Puck. "Playing hooky doesn't make it a personal break."

"Well," Mr. Schue clapped. "I guess a few people knew,"

"Of course I did," Mercedes smiled. "And by the way, I look fabulous in purple."

I smiled.

"Well, I guess we have our first Glee family!"

Everyone clapped.

"Okay, it's your turn, team one," I stood up.

"Mr. Schue?"

"Yes?" He smiled.

"Will you hold Beth for me?"

"Sure," He took her and smiled as he sat down. "Any time,"

"Well," Puck grabbed his guitar.

"My Quinn doesn't feel up to singing and dancing,"

Finn stood up.

"So she'll be the one being serenaded." I smiled and sat down.

"Are you ready, babe?" He smiled.

"Shut up!" Finn shouted.

"Woah," I fidgeted.

"What?" Puck got out a pick.

"You're gloating man, not cool!" Finn shoved him.

"Hey," I stood up.

"You're not going to treat my husband like that."

"You're full of crap!" Finn shouted. "You're rubbing it in my face," Finn didn't look at me, he was still pushing Puck.

"Finn," Puck adjusted his guitar. "I'm going to need you to sit down so we can perform, Quinn."

I sat down.

"Take a shot at me, man." Finn shoved him again. "I dare ya,"

Puck sat down in the seat next to me. Finn came over and pushed my stool over, sending me to the ground.

"Not cool," Puck stood up and helped me up.

Finn shoved me.

"Finn!" I growled. "Leave me alone,"

"Maybe your husband can help you," Finn snapped. "Maybe he'll stop being such a girl."

Puck made a fist.

"I dare you, punch me, I'll get you sent to juvie,"

I closed my eyes. "Puck, don't,"

"Why?"

"He's serious," I grabbed his fist.

Finn glared at me. "Let him be a man,"

"Finn, shut up," I growled.

Finn wound up and punched me in the nose. Puck got his fist free and punched him square in the face.

"I'm calling the cops, man!" Finn said as he stood up.

"It was self defense," Mercedes stood up. "And you provoked him."

"Where's the proof?"

Mercedes held up her camera-phone. "Just leave them alone, or you'll be incarserated."

I started crying. Puckerman put his arm around me.

"Mr. Schue,"

"He's in the hallway with Beth."

Puck brought me out with him. "Oh, hi guys, how'd it go?"

Puck recounted everything. "Mercedes has it on her phone,"

Mr. Schue sighed. "Puckman, take her to the nurse."

"I'm fine." I cried. "You're dripping blood," Mr. Schue frowned.

"It's nothing compared to childbirth." I smiled.

"Puckerman, take her to the nurse," He repeated. "I'll take Finn and Mercedes into the principal's office."