AN: This is just the prologue. I've been delving into Beatles music lately and I just keep coming with Faberry to come along with it. Once I figured out that Puck can sing "Hey Jew" to Rachel about Quinn, I knew I had to write it. So this chapter has no song but every other will. Next chapter's song will be "I Saw Her Standing There."

"Wake up …sexy"

Puck moved a bit in his head and groaned. The woman owning the voice had to stifle a laugh, she's pretty sure that Puck that had just humped air. So she leaned down and purred it into his ear again, "waaaakkeee upp sexy."

Now slightly more awake, Puck remembered, he didn't score last night. In fact, it was like, a Wednesday or something. Where the fuck was this coming from? Had some sexy ninja busted into his room to seduce him? Wow, maybe more women wanted the Puckasaurus than even he knew about. He mentally high fives himself and smirks.

Finally, he decided that if some girl had gone through the trouble of breaking into his room to wake up him like that deserved at least a quickie. Well, unless she was like diseased ridden or something, or Santana. He wasn't touching that again, Brittany threatened to break off his penis and feed it to ducks if he ever had sex with Santana again. He was pretty sure she WAS some kind of secret ninja. Everyone uses like 10% of their brain or something and since B wasn't using all that much in it at school she must have rerouted her chi or some shit to be like super athletic, hot and deadly. I have to ask her how to do that, he noted.

So Puck rolled over, rubbed his eyes to try to get a clear look at his sexy intruder. He looked and all he saw was a short brunette he'd never seen before. Well no, that wasn't true he just couldn't see her. He blindly reached for his glasses. What? Myopia has nothing to do with your level badassness ok? When he got them on and focused on her he blinked again.

There was something familiar about her. He gasped and resembled vaguely like a fish. She just laughed and said, "It's about time you woke up Puckerman! It's half past noon and I've already spent 2 hours with your mom. … Now get your ass out of bed!"

Still in a half awake stupor, all he got out was, "Shortcake?" After that he got a shot of adrenaline and jumped out and crushed his bro. "You know, you might have changed your hair and your clothes but I'd recognize that jew nose anywhere. Well, that and your voice. Shrill as ever when you wake me up in the morning."

Rachel rolled her eyes at her bro. It's been three years since she'd seen Puck, but he still calling her by her childhood moniker. "Noah you know as well as I do that my voice is never shrill!" She went up a decibel and continued, "My voice is like all of my instruments, always perfected tuned. Additionally, if you would notice that I am in fact, 5'2'' and am only two inches shorter than the national average. I am not that short." She mumbled all that into his chest.

Puck sighed. It was only 12:30. That means he'd only been asleep something stupid like eight hours. He needed more sleep to deal with this. But his Jew Bro was back! He was excited. He just rolled his eyes, "Shortcake stop sucking and ruining this! I got like a foot on you, you're shortcake."

She started to get a little indignant and then remembered, this was what Puck was always good for. He was always going to tell her the truth. And, she conceded, she was sucking at the moment. "Fine, you're right but bro, what the fuck is on your head? It looks slightly like a dead squirrel, should I be afraid? Are kids in Ohio gluing road kill to their heads these days as fashion statements?" She knew she was getting ahead of herself again and probably shouldn't have said that last bit out loud. But if kids were using this as a statement, I must notify PETA, she thought urgently to herself. She shrugged and started poking at the part of his head that she could touch still wrapped in the man's arms.

In response, Puck just laughed. "No, I'm kind of doing this to piss my mom off. She told me I had to grow my hair out or move out. I told her I'd grow it out, I just didn't tell her HOW I would grow it out. I never said I'd get rid of the 'hawk. I know I'm embarrassing her enough that she'll just give in and tell me to trim my hawk. Oh! You should tell her that thing about the squirrel, maybe that will finally push her over the edge."

Rachel raised an eyebrow, "That or she'll just shave her whole damn head while you're asleep. And I'd help too- that thing on your head is atrocious."

Puck instinctively wrapped his arms about his head like they were going to do it right then. She laughed, "You swear like your hair has ears and is going to get offended Noah. Aww, did I hurt your feelings?"

"Please babe, the Puckasaurus doesn't get his feelings hurt."

"Oh my god is that what you're calling yourself now? Right, I'm just going to stick to Noah."

"Wait, so you still haven't told you why you're back yet? I haven't seen you in three years! How'd you get into my room? And damn right I'm sexy you want a piece of this?" He stopped and thought about the last bit. No, that was kind of gross. Rachel and Puck grew up going to temple together and were Jew brothers since kindergarten. He gave her an appraising look. Fitted pink t shirt with a giant star on it and a sinfully short skirt, he lifted her shirt a little and checked out her abs. Damn, the girl was fine but did nothing for him, she was still that 5 year old girl that played chicken fight with him on the monkey bars. He made a face, "Actually, definitely just kidding about that last part."

"Ok well, I'm just going to have to cut you off there. Firstly." She stuck out one finger to let him know that she was, in fact, counting out her points. "I am back in Lima for this year. Daddy got an offer to be Chief of Surgery at Lima General. I know it will make him happy, they used to call him something like "shadow shepard" or something at his last job. I just know he wasn't happy and everyone seemed to be having sex all the time and he wanted to get out of Seattle. And anyway I only have one year left before I head off to NY for NYADA plus I'd had enough of my old school so here I am. Secondly, I am in your room because after settling in you were the only person I wanted to see. I've actually been here for two hours and was talking to your mom for a while before she left for work, so obviously she let me in. And lastly. Please. " She stopped and gave him a dismissive look, "you can't handle this." She punctuated this with roll of her eyes and a slap to her ass to let him know she was joking.

Puck almost choked on his laughter. This was definitely not the Rachel Berry he knew. Well, actually most of it was, but there was something different about her, more confident or something.

"Seriously though, you have some excess uhm, equipment, in what I look for in a lover."

Oh, he caught on, she got her lady kisses on in Seattle. Well a good sex life does do wonders for their self-esteem. He would know. He just nodded in acknowledgement.

This one of the reasons she loved Puck. He could be a grade A prick, but he was nothing but genuine and accepting towards her. She knew he didn't have a problem with gay people cause hello, her parents are obviously gay, but she was still a little worried.

"Alright how about some food, the Puckasaurus needs food!" She jumped on his back and commanded "Princess Shortcake demands cereal and milk, downward ho, trusty steed!" It was as though nothing had changed, it was as though three years didn't just elapse.

They got downstairs and had their feast of milk and cereal. He pointedly gave her the Fruit Loops and laughed. "Get it? You're fruity and a little loopy"

"God Noah it's not funny if you had to explain it."

Yep. Just like when they were 14.

"Listen, there's a party this Friday. It's going down at my teammate's house. It's going to be IN-sane since it's the last party of the summer. How about you come with me and get to know some new people?"

Well, this part was new, but this was still Noah. They were 17 after all, a little liquor won't hurt right?