(Cori's POV)

Kurt and I sat in silence for a while before I heard the garage door—signaling his dad was home.

"I guess I should probably head home," I said, getting up.

"Can't you stay for dinner?"

"Well, I wouldn't want to intrude."

"No intrusion at all," He got up. "Plus, I kind of want my dad to meet my girlfriend." He took my hand and spun me in a circle.

"Girlfriend, huh?"

"Would you like to be?" He stepped closer, our fingers still laced.

I nodded quickly, already feeling breathless at the close proximity.

"Okay then. Let's have dinner." He smiled and rushed up the stairs. I followed closely behind.

"Hi dad," Kurt said when we got up there.

"Hello son. How was your day?"

"Good. There's someone I want you to meet," He walked forward with his hands knotted behind his back and motioned for me to stand beside him. "This is Cori. Cori, this is my father, Burt Hummel."

He stuck out his hand, I followed the gesture.

"Cori, it's nice to meet you."

"Same here, sir."

"I've heard quite a bit about you. It seems you and my son have quite the, uh, friendship. I'm glad he's found someone who can relate to him with all that fashion and moisturizing stuff."

"Actually, dad, she's my um," He hesitated. "Girlfriend."

"Wait, I thought you were…"

"Turns out I just hadn't found the right girl," He smiled.

"Well, as long as you're happy, I'm happy." And he did seem genuinely happy. Would he have been this excited if Kurt had a boyfriend instead? "Would you like to stay for dinner, Cori?"

"Sure," I took a glance at Kurt and he looked at me with pure happiness. It was totally different than when he used to look at Finn. No more desperate wishes or lost hope, just happiness.

Kurt and I walked hand in hand down the hall the next day. The reaction we got was nothing to serious, just a few looks and stares.

In glee, everyone congratulated us. Finn came up to me afterwards.

"Looks like the talk last night went well."

"Yeah, it did. It wasn't what I was expecting in the least. So, have you decided to do anything about Quinn?"

"We're talking now. So, I think that's a good start."

"Well, I'm happy for you. I hope it all works out."

"Same here." He looked past me at Kurt who was swarmed by Mercedes, Tina, Rachel and Quinn. "He seems a lot happier."

"I noticed the same thing."

"You do too, though." He brushed my hair behind my ear.

"Careful, he'll get jealous," I joked.

"You're right. Man, wouldn't want that happening," He repositioned himself a few steps back. I chucked at him, but appreciated the respect. "So, do you still need a ride home?"

"Kurt's going to take me, but thanks."

"No prob. I'll uh, see you tomorrow." He started towards the door.

"Wait. Maybe we could go out for ice cream? You, me and Kurt?"

"Sure." He looked relieved.

"I'll go get him." I walked over to him and put my arm around his waist. It felt so good to be able to touch him like this.

"Do you want to get some ice cream with Finn?" I whispered, trying not to disturb the girl's conversation too much.

"Sure," He whispered back. "Alright, I'll see all of you tomorrow."

They all said bye, except for Quinn who seemed to have disappeared.

"Where'd Quinn go?" I asked Kurt.

"I don't know. She said she felt kind of sick and left."

"I'm going to check the bathroom real quick. Wait here?"

He nodded and took position next to Finn in the hall.

(Quinn's POV)

I sat as best I could on the floor, my head hanging over the toilet as I puked. Throwing up is a nasty thing and it was all because of this rat inside me. God, I hated Puck for this, but I hated myself too. The weirdest things don't set well with me anymore. I usually don't get sick, but I can't really blame my body for hating the cafeteria food.

"Quinn, are you in here?" It was Cori.

"Y-yeah, I'm fine."

Her voice came closer, "You don't sound fine. Open up?"

I had no choice. She would persist anyway. "Baby stuff?" She asked.

I nodded and threw up again, she held my hair back. I spit a few times. "I think I'm good now." She helped me up and got me to the sink

"Oh, God, I look terrible."

Cori rolled her eyes and wet down a paper towel. "You look as beautiful as always."

"Even all gross with this basketball attached to me?"

She gave me a look. I took the paper towel and began wiping down my face. She rummaged through her bag and presented a mini toothbrush and toothpaste in front of me.

"Oh my gosh. You're like the exact combination of Kurt and Rachel."

"Just throw away the toothbrush when you're done, I haven't used it yet."

"Thank you," I looked at her sincerely.

"Of course. We're friends, right?"

"Right," I smiled a bit and brushed my teeth. She leaned against the sink and waited.

"How far along are you now?" She asked when I was finished.

"Eight and a half months."

"You know first time mothers are usually pre-mature to give birth."

"Yeah, I'm actually really scared."

"It'll be okay Quinn. I'll be there with you, if you'd like?"

"Yeah, that'd be nice. And Finn, do you think?"

"I'll talk to him," She smiled. "I should probably get going, Kurt and Finn are waiting. Will you be okay?"

"Yeah, I'll be fine. Thank you."

She nodded and left.

I would be having this baby any day now and I was totally unprepared. Cori helped a bit though. She wasn't as bad as I initially thought she was. Of course, at the time, I was just nervous about losing Finn, but losing Finn was my fault.

Cori was in love with Kurt. That was obvious from the get-go. I was happy for them, Kurt especially. Who would have thought he'd wind up dating a girl?

I looked at myself strongly in the mirror. I'd let this baby take a hold of my life, but not in a good way. I let it take away my accomplishments and ruin my family. In return I gave her a punishment by deciding to give her away. Heck, I didn't even think of names for her.

Drizzle.

Maybe for once I'd step down and let Finn have something he's really wanted. I know Cori will come through and get him to come to the delivery. This baby is going to be ours, even if she is truly Puck's.

Suddenly the door burst open.

"Hey, Quinn. I decided I couldn't leave you here. Do you want to come with Kurt, Finn and me to get some ice cream?"

"Sure," I smiled and walked out. Finn was right there smiling down at me. "There's something we need to talk about," I told him.

"Alright," He said and I led him back a bit as we started to walk, hoping to keep the conversation more private.

"I've decided to keep the baby."

"You have?" He asked.

"That's fantastic, Quinn!" And no privacy was given. Cori had the ears of a fox. She ran back to us, tugging Kurt by the hand, and gave me a hug.

"And I already have a name."

"You do?" Finn asked.

"I'm going to name her Drizzle."

"That's… that's… Quinn, you're kidding."

"No, I'm not." I smiled at him.

He let out a few mumbles of disbelief before suddenly engulfing me in a hug.

(Cori's POV)

Finn hugged Quinn for a long time. I briefly questioned if he was ever going to let her go, but when he did he gave her a kiss. It was short, but sweet. I could tell by the instant smiles on their faces. I looked at Kurt, nervous about his prior feelings for Finn, but he was smiling as well. He never ceased to amaze me. I grasped his hand and he looked at me, questioning, but I just gave him a quick kiss on the cheek.

"Alright, let's get some celebratory ice cream!" I announced.

End.

Author's Note:

And our journey is finished. Thank you to those who favorited and stuck around until the end. I hope you enjoyed the story.