You're In My Veins

Nothing in this world will ever break my heart again.

No pain this life will put me through, will ever ever hurt, like you..

"Hi, mommy."

Quinn let out a loud sob, Puck sitting up instantly, ready to protect her from anything that might upset her. Was it her mom again?

"Beth? Is that you, baby?" Quinn asked, her voice soft and wobbling with the tears that spilled down her cheeks, Puck's eyes growing wide.

"Yes. I got your letter," Beth smiled, Puck getting up to wrap his arms around his fiancé who began to sob uncontrollably, having to hold her up so she didn't collapse.

"Hey, monkey face," Puck grinned, Quinn burying herself in his chest, crying loudly into his skin. Their daughter was on the phone, their perfect thing, the sweet little baby that had cried for everyone but her when she was born.

"Daddy?" Beth asked, a hint of excitement in her voice. "Is that you?"

"Yes, baby. It's us," he smiled, kissing Quinn's hair as she continued to sob into his chest, her hot tears hitting his skin.

"I got your letter, did you mean it? Do you really love me that much?" Beth wondered, a touch of awe in her words. The kids at her school were wrong after all; her parents did love her.

"We love you so much, baby. You're our perfect thing, and we think about you every day. You're loved, Beth. So many people love you," he murmured, gently lowering Quinn down to the floor with him, holding her tight in his arms. She was crying so hard he was actually worried for her.

"Thank you, daddy," she smiled, the title warming Puck up inside. He had been dreaming of hearing her call him that and it brought tears to his eyes. "Where did mommy go? Is she still there? Did she not want to talk to me?"

"Your mom is right here, bug. She's really happy you called. Quinn? Baby, do you want to pick up the phone?" He asked, jostling the blonde in his arms, Quinn nodding her head tearfully and taking the phone from him.

"Hi sweetheart," Quinn breathed, closing her eyes and trying to memorize the sound of her daughter's voice, as she didn't know when the next time would be that she actually got to hear her voice.

"Hi mommy, are you ok? You sound sad," Beth frowned, Quinn shaking her head.

"I'm not sad, baby. I'm just really happy to hear your voice," she sniffed, holding Puck's hand tightly. She had everything she could ever want right here in this moment and she didn't ever want it to end. "I love you so much, Beth."

"I like hearing your voice, too. It's nice. I love you too, momma," Beth smiled, Quinn smiling in response. She could hear the happiness in her baby's voice and it made her heart sing.

"How is your life, sweetie? How is school? What's your favourite colour? Favourite food? Are you happy?" Quinn asked, desperate to know some answers, to get to know things about the sweet little baby she had given up and regretted every day since. Oh, how she wished she had her daughter in her arms right now.

"School is fine, it's boring. I don't like it but mom says I have to go. I like dancing, ballet is good but I joined cheerleading last week. Rachel told me you were a cheerleader too. My favourite colour is blue, not pink. Pink is too common. Every one likes pink, so I like blue. My favourite food? It's pizza! Lots of pizza, with bacon and extra cheese. I'm happy, mommy," Beth told her happily, clearly excited to talk to her about her life and about her favourite things.

"I'd love to see you cheer sometime, you'll be amazing. I want you to know we're so proud of you, Beth. Your dad and I love you so much, I want you to remember that, ok? You're so very loved, baby. I'm glad you're happy, that's all I ever wanted for you," Quinn whispered, handing the phone back to Puck as she started to cry again, holding onto his waist.