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The silver lining is that this old Guido has never looked better.
When she stops screaming, the first thing Quinn does that morning is reach for her gun. Quinn has a gun. Quinn now has a gun. What she wouldn't give to pistol whip-- no, she's feeling more charitable than that. It takes a few moments, but Quinn realizes her hormones are not, well, pregnancy hormones.
Also, she's suddenly aware of the reason Finn and Puck are always adjusting themselves down there.
Quinn puts together the freshest outfit she can figure out, after pure horror has shrunken the morning wood problem into just a regular problem. Then she puts on the gun and she feels a lot better. She can understand why Coach Sylvester always keeps that pepper spray in her ankle holster. It's power, and Quinn Fabray likes power just fine.
Right, the first thing she needs to do is to find herself. She needs to find her body, and her-- oh Jesus, her baby. Quinn almost throws up from the sheer shock of realizing her baby is with someone else, and she's never thought that the first time she'd think of herself as a mother is when she's a man, also for the first time.
At least she has the badge.
"Excuse me," she says, trying not to sound like herself, amazed at how, ugh, JERSEY she sounds. "I'm looking for someone." Quinn flashes the badge and tries to look like a cop.
When she stops screaming, the first thing Quinn does that morning is reach for her gun. Quinn has a gun. Quinn now has a gun. What she wouldn't give to pistol whip-- no, she's feeling more charitable than that. It takes a few moments, but Quinn realizes her hormones are not, well, pregnancy hormones.
Also, she's suddenly aware of the reason Finn and Puck are always adjusting themselves down there.
Quinn puts together the freshest outfit she can figure out, after pure horror has shrunken the morning wood problem into just a regular problem. Then she puts on the gun and she feels a lot better. She can understand why Coach Sylvester always keeps that pepper spray in her ankle holster. It's power, and Quinn Fabray likes power just fine.
Right, the first thing she needs to do is to find herself. She needs to find her body, and her-- oh Jesus, her baby. Quinn almost throws up from the sheer shock of realizing her baby is with someone else, and she's never thought that the first time she'd think of herself as a mother is when she's a man, also for the first time.
At least she has the badge.
"Excuse me," she says, trying not to sound like herself, amazed at how, ugh, JERSEY she sounds. "I'm looking for someone." Quinn flashes the badge and tries to look like a cop.