3 AM

It was just past 3 am. Quinn was exhausted. She had been in labor for a little over eight hours and refused to take any kind of pain meds for the aggravating pain that ripped through her abdomen every couple minuets. She knew it was risky delivering twins naturally, but she was stubborn and told her doctor she wouldn't budge on this issue unless one of their lives was in danger, and since he had proclaimed that she was doing perfectly just a few minuets ago, she continued with her natural birth plan.

Puck literally thought she was out of her mind when she insisted on having the twins naturally. But she was so incredibly stubborn on this issue he knew that he shouldn't pressure her to do it differently but it killed him to see her in that much pain and not be able to do anything about it.

"Q?" He asked tentatively standing by the doorway. Apparently he had been annoying her so she sent him out to give her parents and his mom an update on how she was doing.

"What?" She snapped, her hazel eyes turning to look at him.

"Uh.. Can I come back in?"

She rolled her eyes at his question. "Get in here." She growled.

Obedient to her wishes he walked across the room, and slipped his hand back into hers. She smiled up at him for a split second before letting out a loud groan and squeezing his hand tighter than he ever thought possible as another contraction hit her.

He stood there awkwardly, really he had no idea what he was suppose to do. At first he had tried soothing her, and then encouraging her, but it all went to shit because she didn't approve of any of it so he ended up just standing there, for you know moral support.

She gritted her teeth. "I hate you." She declared.

Quinn had said those same words to him so many times in the last eight hours he knew it was better just not to respond. He nodded his head though, so she knew that he heard her.

So he stands there with her for the next hour, listening to her snide comments about how much she hates him and that she's never going to let him touch her again and on and on. His feet are killing him, but he knows if he even looks like he's about to start complaining, he knows she might just kill him.

But when the doctor announces that she can finally start pushing, all that hate and anger towards him vanishes and anxious and nervous take their place.

She gripes widely for his hand and sends him a quick smile. He returns the smile and leans down to kiss her forehead mumbling, "I love you." into her messy blond hair.

It takes a little over forty minuets later but Savannah Theresa Puckerman enters the world first at 3:57 am with her sister Blaire Isobel Puckerman following soon after at 4:01 am on Thursday February 13th.

Puck beams down at his two girls nestled in Quinn's loving arms, and he couldn't be happier because they were finally a family.

~Fin~

I hate ending it that way but it is what it is. But, if enough of you would like me too, I would gladly write a sequel to this story about Puck and Quinn dealing with their two girls (i think I'm going to anyway). Thanks so much for reading and all the fantastic reviews make me so happy! :) I cannot thank you enough! :)

love always

Emma

p.s since I will probably end up writing the sequel I'm almost positive I will call it "Making Memories" or something like that :)