A Collection of Glee Oneshots 3

Rehabilitate (Quicketh/Jake)

Quinn furrowed her eyebrow when she heard a knock on the apartment door. She got up from the couch and peeked out the peephole.

Quinn cracked the door open and looked at Puck. "Noah, you can't be here."

"I wanna see her." Puck said.

"No." Quinn shook her head. "Not like this."

"Please, Quinn." Puck begged. "You never let me see her."

"Because every time I offer to, you're drunk or high." Quinn noted. "You promised me you'd get better."

"What's the point?" Puck asked. "You're not gonna let me see her. And you're gonna dump me anyway."

"You need to get out of here." Quinn told Puck.

"Q."

Quinn ignored Puck and closed the apartment door. She locked it and grabbed her phone, dialing Jake's number while Puck knocked on the door.

"Hey, Quinn."

"Hey." Quinn replied. "Can you come over? Puck's here and I have to go pick up Beth."

"Yeah, I'm on my way." Jake promised. "How bad is he?"

"Pretty bad." Quinn answered as Puck continued knocking and calling for her. "He's high."

"I'm on my way." Jake repeated.

"I thought you said he was getting better." Quinn said.

"He is, but it's not a linear thing." Jake noted.

"Well, where is he getting the drugs?" Quinn demanded.

"Not from me." Jake answered. "Marley and I have the apartment cleaned, and we check Puck's stuff."

"Sorry." Quinn apologized. "I know this isn't your fault. I'm just frustrated."

"I know." Jake responded. "I'm sorry."

Quinn exhaled and closed her eyes, trying to block out the sounds of Puck.

"I'll be there in five minutes." Jake promised.

Quinn hung up the phone and opened the apartment door.

"Come sit down before you disturb all of my neighbors."

Puck sat down on the couch, and Quinn looked at him.

It was like he wasn't even there. He was a mess.

"I want you to get better." Quinn told Puck. "You can't do this anymore."

"I wanna see Beth." Puck muttered.

"Not like this." Quinn shook her head. "Jake's gonna be here in a few minutes, and when you get better, you can see Beth again. And then you can come home, but you can't have drugs around our daughter."

Puck looked at Quinn as someone knocked on the door.

"It's open!" Quinn called, keeping her eyes on Puck.

"Hey." Jake said. "Thanks for calling me."

Quinn nodded. "Thanks for coming. I'm sorry."

"I got him, Quinn."