Chapter 1:Finding Out The News/Reunion
-Noah Puckerman-
I was with Quinn when I got the news.
It wasn't that suprising, he'd be having heart problems.
That didn't ease the pain, though.
Our son, Noah Jr., was the one who told us, because Rachel told him.
The day was almost over when he did.
He had been over at Finn and Rachel's, playing with their daughter, Barbie.
His little face contorted in pain that a 7 year old should never have to have.
"Mommy, daddy." He told us.
Quinn rushed to his aid first, looking beautiful, even at 36.
I walked after her, touching my wedding ring and thought about the day that I had proposed.
The day of my high school graduation.
When we got into Noah's room, he looked at us, crying.
"What's wrong?" Quinn said, her hand over her stomach, which currently had our third child together inside.
"Aunt Rachel told me...Grandpa Will died."
The news hit me like an slap.
I walked from the room, pulling out my phone, calling Tina.
"Hello?" She said, and sounded like she had been crying.
"Is it true?" I said, my voice sturdy, at any moment ready to break.
"Yes." She said, and then the tears flowed.
"I'll meet you at McKinley, Tina." I said.
She sobbed and hung up.
Quinn walked out to me.
She was crying.
I put my arms around her, embracing her.
I hugged her again, and told her "Go to McKinley. Tina's there, and I'm sure Mercedes is too. Maybe even Santana and Britt." I said.
She nodded, and left.
I went to Noah's room, and told him to get dressed.
5 minutes later, we were headed to Shelby's house.
Beth answered the door.
"Hi dad." She said, and opened the door.
Barbie, Alicia, Finn Jr., Johnny, and Bethany were waiting.
So Finn and Rachel, Mercedes and Joe, Santana and Matt, and Brittney and Mike had brought their kids here.
"Can you watch Noah too? Your mom and I are going to McKinley."
"Yeah." She said, smiling.
"You're a dork." She said.
"What?" I said.
"Maybe it's because you were cool in high school. Or you lost the mohawk."
I rolled my eyes.
"Bye, Beth." I said, and I cloed the door.
I got back into my truck, and headed to McKinley.
When I parked, I saw my old fellow Glee Clubbers, and those few who had married outside the club.
I looked around.
I had been with nearly every girl, but now they were all happily married.
We all saw Mrs. Schuester crying.
"Are you okay?" Quinn was asking her.
"Yes, yes." She said, wiping her eyes.
Even Terri DelMonica, Mr. Schue's ex was here.
Sue Sylvester was here as well, determined to outlive every teacher that taught the graduating class of 2012.
I went to Quinn, who was with the other girls.
"Are you okay?" I asked her, in her ear.
She nodded.
I went with the other guys.
"Hey, guys." I said.
Joe and Sam looked at me.
"Hey, Noah." They said.
Kurt was hand-in-hand with Sam, and Joe was staring at Mercedes.
Mike and Matt were standing next to each other, silent.
Artie looked as if he was in prayer.
Finn just stood there. He looked broken.
I knew how he felt.
Mr. Schue was a dad to everyone in Glee Club that didn't have one.
I stood next to him, patting on his back.
Emma, Mr. Schue's wife, stepped forward.
She unlocked the door to the Choir Room, and we all stepped in.
Breathing in the air for the first time in 20 years was breathtakingly amazing.
Rachel sat in her old spot, and we all just looked around the room sadly.
"Alright. Enough of this tearfest. Jerry-Curl had a will, let's see it." Sue said.
"God, Sue, you need to be nicer." Tina said, giving her a death glare.
"Bite me, vampire." Sue said, but didn't speak anymore.
"Okay, well, it's a video." Emma said.
She turned on the TV, and put in the DVD.
Mr. Schue's face hadn't changed one bit. He was only 51 when he died, which made it all the more tragic.
"Hello, friends, family, and Sue." Mr. Schue said, smiling.
Sue groaned.
"I'd like to start off by saying don't be sad for me. I'm in a hell of a lot better place now. Ever since you guys, it's kinda been a downer. Besides my marrige."
Terri coughed, covering something up.
"Anyways, I have individual things in my will, and each of my 12 students will be getting something."
"Along with Emma, Sue, and Terri." Mr. Schue said.
Sue perked up.
"First up, I decided to start with the boys, since they probably don't want to sit through some boring old will. Especially Puck." Mr. Schue said.
Everyone laughed, and I just felt sad.
"Puck, to you I give $5,000 dollars. Some of my savings, besides enough for me to have a nice funeral, and Emma to have enough money to go on without me." He said.
I looked sadly. Why would he give me that money?
"I know it's enough for you to open the business you were telling me about."
My eyes widened.
"Puck, I have never stopped believing in you. You have the oppurtunity of a lifetime in your hands now. Don't waste it."
I couldn't help myself. I started tearing up.
"Puck, I have always loved you like a son."
And that's when the tears came.

-END OF CHAPTER 1-