A Collection of Glee Oneshots 5

Regrets & Forgiveness (Quicketh+/Santana)

"Did you ever regret me?" Beth blurted.

"Never." Quinn shook her head.

Beth looked at Quinn.

"I don't recommend getting pregnant when you're a teenager, especially when you don't know your baby's father that well." Quinn went on. "But from the moment I found out about you, I knew I would do whatever it took to keep you healthy and safe and happy."

Beth smiled. "And Dad? Do you regret him?"

"No." Quinn said. "Being loved by your father was one of the greatest things that ever happened to me."

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Quinn took a deep breath as she waited outside of Santana and Brittany's apartment. The door opened, and Santana looked at Quinn.

"What are you doing here?"

"My husband's here and he won't take my calls." Quinn noted. "I came to see him, and to talk."

Santana nodded slowly, thinking it over.

"Let me in, Santana." Quinn commanded.

"Okay." Santana said, letting Quinn into her apartment.

Quinn stepped inside and looked at Santana. "Where is he?"

"My room." Santana replied. "I'll get him."

"Wait." Quinn stopped Santana. "How's he doing?"

"I've been helping him." Santana answered before excusing herself.

Quinn sat down on the couch, picking at her hands nervously.

A few moments later, Santana returned with Puck.

Quinn stood up when she saw him. "Noah."

"Hey, Q." Puck responded.

"Hey." Quinn repeated.

"What are you doing here?" Puck wondered.

"I wanted to see you." Quinn stated. "You won't answer my calls and I wanted to make sure you're okay."

"Okay." Puck repeated.

"I forgave you." Quinn reminded Puck. "And I know you don't forgive yourself, but-"

"Do the kids know?" Puck interrupted. "Besides Beth?"

"No." Quinn said. "She's worried about you. I am, too, but I think you can get better."

Puck shook his head. "I'm not so sure."

"You can, Noah." Quinn insisted. "And you will. For yourself, for the kids. For me."

Puck bit his lip.

"I'm here for you." Quinn added. "I've always been here."

"I know that, but..." Puck shook his head. "You don't get it, Q. You don't know how hard this is."

"I don't know exactly." Quinn noted. "But I know you're not proud of this and it isn't something you can help."

"I still messed everything up." Puck pointed out.

"We can fix things." Quinn responded. "But not if you run away."

Puck went silent for a moment, the weight of her words sinking in. "I'm not trying to hurt you or hide from you. Or the kids. I just..."

"I know." Quinn nodded. "But we can still find a way back."

"I don't know if I can ever make it right." Puck said. "'Cause I don't know if I can get clean again."

"You have to want it." Quinn replied. "And start slow."

Puck went silent again, and Quinn could see the hope in his eyes.

Santana, who had been standing in the doorway watching quietly, finally spoke up. "Quinn's right. You have a whole team behind you, Puck. But you have to choose what's next."

Puck looked at Quinn. "You really think I can do this?"

"I do." Quinn said, her eyes meeting his.

Puck nodded slowly. "Okay."

"Okay?" Quinn repeated.

"I wanna get clean again." Puck clarified. "For the kids."