Chapter 1

"I'm sorry Finn, but I just can't stay here like this…"

"Like what?" Finn interrupted, fuming with anger at his fiancé.

"You know what! This cannot keep going on, I have more to think about than just myself now, Analise is barely a year and half years old, she's beginning to learn! I do not want her watching her so called father drinking himself to death!" She fumed.

"I'm in control now though, you know I am, I would never hurt Ana you know that…"

"Just like you said you'd never hurt me, you have to understand that this is for the best, I'm twenty-six years old Finn, I have a life ahead of me with Analise that doesn't involve you anymore, I'm sorry but this is the way it has to go" She sighed, leaving Finn would be the hardest thing for her to do, she gave up everything for him, for him to turn around and throw it back in her face. Knowing that Analise would grow up without a father was breaking her, but she could no longer stand his ways with alcohol.

"Please, Rach, I promise that I'll sober up, for you and for Ana"

"It's too late Finn, I'm sorry" With that she turned on her heal, picking up Analise from where she was on the floor, clearly disinterested with the fight between her parents. Getting into the car she set off for their new life, a new life with new opportunities in New York City.

Having two four-year olds was not the plan Puck had in mind when he imagined his life at the age of twenty-seven. Although he loved Jackson and Lailie more than anything else in the world, his dreams of conquering New York as a rock star had faded to the reality of owning his own day care.

"Daddy" Jackson screamed as he came running full force towards him. Puck shaking out of his thoughts, quickly bent down in time to catch his boisterous son in his arms before swinging him around, electing giggles from the small child. A small tug on the bottom of his trousers informed him that his daughter wanted to be picked up to. Shifting them into each arm, he turned around to find his mother waiting with a smile on her face.

"Daddy, Savta took us to the park today, we got to see the swans on the lake" A small voice came from Lailie. Puck smiled and looked toward his mother, Sarah looking straight back with a genuine smile.

"I did, didn't I munchkins! And what fun we had! But I'm sure your happy to be back with daddy now, aren't you?"

"Yes" They chimed in unison.

"Well, I think it's about time I get back to the apartment, it's getting late and if you want to miss the traffic Noah, you should be heading home too" Rolling his eyes he replied with a quick nod of the head and a small wave, before placing Jackson and Lailie down to grab his coat.

"Righty, munchkins, what d'you fancy for dinner then!"

"Pizza!" They yelled, making puck smile with delight. He was so lucky to have his children but nevertheless he always thought they should have a mother too.

The first few months had been difficult, trying to find a teaching job and an apartment in a nice area. It seemed that all jobs within the teaching had been taken around her area, so settling for less she grabbed the first job she could, a full time barista at a local coffee shop. By the fourth month of working there, she decided that she could no longer bring Analise into work with her, she was distracting her to say the least, and the owner, although loving Ana, was not best pleased.

Exploring the neighbourhood one Saturday afternoon, had led her to find a quaint little day care around the corner from where she stayed. Deciding that this was the best course of action for her daughter, she set out to find out more. Getting closer to the day care she saw many women standing about, obviously just collecting their children.

Waiting until they cleared out of the way, she spotted a price list for children of certain ages, noticing that the age group that Analise belonged to was not as pricey as she thought she decided that she would book a trial run for Ana. Squeezing through the door with her pram she headed for reception.

A small squeak alerted her of a little girl running toward her and running behind her legs, looking at what she was running from she laughed. Almost identical to the little girl, a little boy with a ridiculous Mohawk holding out a spider.

"Stop" A voice boomed from behind her. I know that voice, who is that she thought, someone from high school. No. Someone from California, one of Finn's friend's maybe. Turning slowly catching the hazel eyes that she once loved ten years ago, "Noah" she gasped.

"Rach?" He asked in complete shock.