Noah Puckerman opened the front door of his three-story Manhattan and walked in expecting to hear his wife practicing scales or rehearsing lines, but he was met with silence. That was odd. He set his briefcase down on the couch in his living room and called for his wife. He was met with silence. Now he was getting worried. Rachel told him earlier that morning that she would be home before 5 and it was 6:30. If she knew she was going to be out late she always called or texted. Noah checked his phone incase she left a text or message earlier in the day. He was in court representing a man named Adam Kessler who was suing his former employee for embezzlement of company funds. He obviously won and he wanted to…..celebrate if you catch his drift. And Rachel was all gung-ho about it this morning before he left. Noah dialed her number hoping to reach her. He headed up the stairs towards his bedroom when he heard Rachel's phone. Crap, did she leave her phone at home? He followed the sound into Rachel's home office. He stopped short when he saw Rachel sitting at her desk reaching for her phone. She looked up when she realized someone was watching her.

"Noah! Your home!" Rachel said shocked. She was so focused on her work that she didn't even hear him come in.

"Yeah, thank fuck you are too." Noah crossed his arms.

"Language! And what do you mean? Of course I'm home, I told you I would be. I've been home since 2:30. I told you I'd be home before five." Rachel said sitting back in her chair.

"Yeah, well I walked into the house and it was dead silent. I called your name six fucking times and I got no answer. I kinda freaked out. I know we live in the nice part of New York but it's still New York." Noah threw his hands up. He was seriously freaked and she doesn't even get why.

"I'm sorry Noah, I didn't realize you were calling me. But you shouldn't have been worried until you checked both floors." Rachel began shuffling her papers.

"Usually I come home and your singing or running lines. It's reassurance that your home so I don't have to worry."

"Well I didn't want to annoy you." Rachel stood and brushed by Noah.

"Annoy me? Rach, you have the most beautiful voice in the world. How could you think that you singing could ever be annoying?" Noah followed her to their bedroom.

"Because yesterday when you came home from the courthouse you wanted me to stop singing because I annoyed you. You also said it'd be nice if a man could get a little piece and quiet when he came home. So I decided that the house would be quiet when you got home so you could rest." Rachel went into his closet and pulled out sweats and a tee shirt.

"What are you doing?" Noah emptied his pockets and placed the stuff on top of the dresser. He was feeling really guilty about the whole thing. He just said what he said out of anger. She wasn't supposed to believe him.

"Laying clothes out for you so you can change." Rachel ignored what he was doing and started to head towards the door.

"Wait a sec", Noah grabbed her wrist, "Baby I'm sorry. Yesterday I was tired and stressed. I shouldn't have taken it out on you. You have a beautiful voice. And the fact that you could still be so sweet and lay out clothes for me after I've been an ass is very kind. I'm sorry." Noah pulled her in for a hug. Rachel returned the hug and sighed.

"I love you Noah."

"I love you too. How about we forget what just happened and celebrate my win!"

"You won! Oh Noah that's incredible!" Rachel smiled.

"So, what do you say to the celebrating?" Noah said suggestively as he pulled her to the bed.

"I think it sounds wonderful." Noah laid Rachel on the bed and leaned in for a kiss but Rachel dodged and stood up causing Noah to fall. "But I have a lot of work to do." Rachel blew him a kiss and left the room.

"Great. Rachel! What am I supposed to do now?" He called through the intercom.

"'Take a shower. Get rid of your stress that way." Rachel replied and Noah smiled.

"You know that since you suggested it, it makes it even hotter right?"

"I know."

"You want to join me?" Noah asked hopefully.

"No Noah."

"Fine. I love baby girl!"

"I love you too and it's still a no."

"Damn it!"

"Language!"