I never liked one shots because I hated when a really good one was never continued. But over time I have come to appreciate their value and worth. This will be a Rachel series of one shots where I pair her with several characters who I think she'd be awesome with.

Puckleberry One-shot

I loved her. God damn it, it had taken two years after our week old relationship died for me to realise it but I finally did. I loved Berry with all my soul. Half the time I'm pretty sure I was mad but there it was. I loved her insanely short skirts that I think she wore just to drive the Puckosaurus crazy. I loved her big ass smile, her over the top confidence, her hidden bad-assness. I loved her fucking voice and how it could reduce him to tears.

I loved how she let me move in with her after her Dads left. I loved how when Quinn gave birth to Beth Rachel didn't hesitate in taking them both in, even if Quinn wanted to take more of an Aunt role with Beth than a mother role. I loved how even after that Rachel became like the mother I always would have dreamed of for Beth. I loved how today, exactly two years, one week and three days after the original Glee club was formed, she still made him, and everyone really, try the hardest and never stop fighting, just as she had done two years, one week and three days ago.

I loved how it was the start of senior year and even after a whole summer together she hadn't dumped my ass. I loved how she had treated everyone (me, her, Quinn, Beth, San and Britt and Mike and Matt) to a day at the water park for Beth's first birthday. I loved how she had helped me mature and grow into a man my Ma could be proud of.

I loved how she had managed to help me get my grades up (and shit was I smart when I tried) at the beginning of last year, enough to apply at Columbia and get in. I love how she had been the one to encourage our group to spread their wings and not be afraid of applying both far and weird. I loved how excited she had been when we all came together for dinner at Breadsticks (Shelby, Rachel's Mom, was looking after Beth. She had been like a Grandmother for her, and I was darn pleased about that) and our group all exclaimed happily that Mike and Matt would be at Julliard with Rachel, only they would be studying dance to her acting/singing, Santana would be at NY Law School and would also be taking part in a community performance of RENT, Brittany would be at Fashion Institute of Technology (I know, Britt got into College!) and Quinn would be at Cornell, studying to be an obstetrician. I loved her that little bit more when she told Quinn and I one night at dinner that her mother had decided to move her self-employed business (being a singing teacher) to New York which meant the five of us could get a house together and we'd be able to take Beth with us.

I loved her when she demanded I take her to Prom. I loved her when she turned to me, tears in her eyes and her big ass smile on her face, and pushed me to claim my crown and the title of Senior Class Prom King. I loved the way she kept that smile on her face as she came up to receive her own crown and title. I loved the way she relaxed in my arms and laid her head on my chest as we had our dance as King and Queen, completely trusting me with herself.

I loved how now, after our first year at College, she had managed to get all of us together at the start of break for a special dinner (Shelby having taken Beth away for the weekend so we could enjoy ourselves). I loved how her eyes sparkled once again with tears, her cheeks a little pink, her right hand over her mouth, and her head bobbing madly in a nod as she agreed to become my wife.

I loved how after three years, she still looked at me with those big brown eyes filled with love as we stood up with Mike and Quinn to see 'em get married. I loved how twenty years after that, when we were both in our early 40s, she was the one to walk our daughter down the aisle.

I loved how today, 34 years since we first met in Glee club, we were having our 30th wedding anniversary and she still looked at me with those big round eyes, that big ass smile, and a loving and caring face.

Plain and simple, I loved Rachel Berry-Puckerman.