"Please don't leave." He said, half dejectedly as we stared at each other in the hallway, his hand on my suitcase.

I looked at Finn, it was hard to know that I loved him and still had to leave him. But I had to do it, it was what was best for him. He just didn't know the situation to understand it.

"Finn, get off of my stuff. I need to go." I pulled my suitcase toward me and he dropped his hand from the handle. I adjusted my purse and overnight bag on my shoulder, took a deep breath and turned around. "You weren't even supposed to be here." I whispered.

"So you were planning on just leaving me." I looked at him over my shoulder. His width and height took up the whole hallway. He, though so big and tall, looked like a sad little boy. "Rachel, I don't even know that I did."

"Finn." I let go of the suitcase and let my purse and overnight bag fall from my shoulder. "You need to be a guy and we," I gestured between the two of us, "We are so-constricting."

"Constricting?" He rubbed the side of his neck and ran a hand through his hair. "I am sorry you feel that way, Rachel." He looked at the wall and rubbed it, like he was feeling memories around the apartment. "But if you want to," He swallowed hard and squinted, trying to find the words he didn't want to say, "just be f-friends we can do that. I think leaving the apartment is jumping the gun."

"It will be awkward." I said quietly. I didn't want to leave at all. I'm pregnant. I wanted to say. I can't be with you anymore because I am having a baby and will not step on your toes and stop you from living your life because of this unplanned pregnancy.

"But what about Puck and I? We were roommates before, can't we...just, I don't know, pretend nothing happened?" He moved his eyes all around the apartment, looking for some sort of refuge from the sinking feeling in his stomach. "Just, just for now."

I was already thirteen weeks pregnant and suffering from horrid morning sickness. It was a terrible thing trying to hide this from my roommates- one of which who is my boyfriend. I needed to get the hell out of here before they did catch on, though I am surprised they haven't yet.

"Fine." I said, giving up. Finn let out a breath of relief, though tainted with sadness. I didn't know what to do, I guess I was leaving tonight, since leaving while Finn was at work didn't pan out as I expected it to.

"We can make this work, Rachel." He picked up my suitcase and brought it to my bedroom, setting it down on my bed while I followed with my other two bags. "Being just friends again, I mean."

"Thank you, Finn." I smirked at him, trying to be anything but cold, but I could feel that it wasn't working on him. He knew me too well and could tell that I was on edge and uncomfortable. He half smirked back at me, though it didn't do anything to change the hurt in his eyes and walked out.

I hid in my room for most of the rest of the day, trying to figure out what else I could cram in my luggage.

"Rachel?" Puck said as he knocked on the door to my bedroom. I wiped tears away as quickly as I could, though he clearly saw me. "What's up? Can I sit down?"

"Sure, Puck. Eem- come in, come in." He sat down on the floor with me, grabbing my hands and staring at me.

"Hey." He said quietly, soothing me. I pulled my hands away from him and rubbed my brow, pulling my hair behind my ear and sniffling loudly.

"Hey what?"

"You were trying to leave today?" He searched my eyes, then furrowed his eyebrows.

"I can't live here, Puck. I need a new start, a fresh start."

"Why would you need a fresh start, Rachel? Your life is kind of amazing." He furrowed his brows and looked around my room. "You are still planning on leaving."

"No." I said quickly, looking around my room to see how he knew that I was trying to leave. "And... my life is far from perfect."

"Rachel, why are you really leaving?" He stared me down, I felt tears beginning to pool in my eyes.

"I just can't stay, Noah. Please just pretend we didn't talk." I wiped my eyes and stood up. He stood up too, though he seemed a little numb and confused.

"Tonight?" He whispered without looking at me. I 'mhm'ed a response. I half expected him to be angry with me, to run into the hallway and yell to Finn that I was still leaving, that I never intended to stay after this afternoon, but he hugged me.

He put his arms around me, encircling me in a circle of kindness and love. He smoothed my hair down and patted my back.

"Please don't tell him, Noah. He needs to think that this is for me, why I am leaving."

"You aren't leaving for you? Why are you leaving then, Rachel?" Noah pulled me back by my shoulders and looked at me critically. "I won't tell, Rachel."

"I'm pregnant." I said quietly, closing my eyes.

"So you are leaving him? Is it his?"

"Of course it is Finn's baby." I rubbed my brow again. "He can't be held back so much by me and the baby. I can do just fine by myself. I, Noah please, this is just something I need to do. Finn can't be held back by me, he just can't."

"How far along are you?"

"Thirteen weeks." I lifted my baby doll shirt up, showing my tiny baby bump. Noah put his hand on it, shut his eyes for a moment and drew a breath. "Noah, I am starting to show and I can't stay any longer or he will notice."

"Are you sure you want to do this?" Puck looked at me intently, waiting for my response. "If you keep this from him he might never forgive you."

"This is what has to happen. Please don't tell him, Noah." He hugged me more firmly this time.

"Secret's safe with me, princess." He kissed the top of my head and let me go, squeezing my shoulders. "You need to call me every day though because I need to make sure at least one person is watching out for you and I want it to be me."

"I love you, Puck."

"I love you too, Rachel, and I will love this baby." He smirked and shrugged. "I get to be Uncle Puck."

Later that night, after I assumed everyone had gone to sleep I quietly began bringing my bags into the hallway. As I walked into my bedroom to grab my purse Noah was standing there with a white envelope.

"I want you to take this and to call me when you get to wherever you are going. Stay close, Rachel."

I looked into the envelope, there was $800.00 inside.

"Noah, I-I can't take thi-."

"Take it. I won't take it back." He kissed the top of my head and stepped back. "Go, princess. Go before I change my mind."

"Thank you." I said as I walked out. "I will call you."