Hey all, I'm back this time with GLEE! Which btw is like the best show, watch it! So yeah, this is a chaptered fic. I promise, promise, promise to try and keep up with it. It was edited by me, so I'm sure there's all kinds of mistakes lol. Let me know what you think. Oh, it's slash. Except it :D Puckurt :D Cuz I love me some Puckasouraus!
Disclaimer: It's not mine, because if it was all the boys would want Kurt because he is fabulous. It belongs to Fox and its affliates and writers, who are genius'.
And I'll Be Right Home to You
"Welcome to McKinnley High's 15 year anniversary class of 2012! Please, feel free to help yourselves to refreshments, and make sure you go by the email group table set up in the back. Have a great time!"
Principal Figgins looked rough, which being that he was a retired high school principal was not shocking. Looking around, Kurt sighed at how many faces he saw that he had never wanted to see again. All the football players were there, scattered about; Finn, Karofsky, Mike Chang, Matt Rutherford, Puck. Wait. No, no Puck. He was no where to be found.
That wasn't surprising now that Kurt thought about it. Half way through junior year, Puck had disappeared, never to be seen again. Kurt hadn't thought of that in a long time.
A tap to his shoulder distracted him from his odd thoughts.
"Kurt? Oh my god is that you?" The one and only Quinn Fabray stood behind him, looking just as perfect and blond and cheerleader-y as always. She had some dull looking business man with her, her current husband Kurt guessed. He pasted a fake smile on his face and met her half way in her hug.
"Wow Quinn look at you! You look amazing," Kurt smirked, trying to remember that he could leave in an hour. That's all he had promised 'Cedes he'd stay.
As Quinn launched into a tale of the past 15 years of her life, Kurt looked across the room to where 'Cedes and his step-brother were standing in line for drinks. Rachel, Finn's wife and technically his step-sister-in-law caught his eye and grimaced at his current company. He rolled his eyes, but turned back to Quinn when she asked about him.
He told her a brief history, how he had taken off to New York, lunched a decently successful fashion line, but had recently come back to Liam to take care of his aging father. His father was fine, and Carol was good too, but with the birth of his niece of nephew looming ever closer, ha had decided to spend a year or five back here with his family. He was currently working part time at his dad's shop, which was still doing well, and also helping Rachel with the current glee club.
Quinn smiled and nodded, but Kurt could tell she wasn't interested in his story just as he hadn't cared about hers. Thy quickly hugged again, then took off in separate directions. Kurt walked over to his family and snagged his drink from 'Cedes, quickly downing the drink.
"Whoa white boy, slow down." 'Cedes was still his best friend in the world. She had been with him for a while in New York, but then had headed to LA to pursue a singing career, which as of yet hadn't gotten huge, but she was making it. Finn was currently, oddly enough, the Spanish teacher and football coach at good old McKinnley high, Rachel taught music and choir, and sponsored the glee club. She often joked about her old Broadway dreams, but Kurt knew she was happy. Currently, she was huge with child, not that Kurt would ever tell her so.
A stream of people continued to walk up to the group, talking about long lost days. After winning nationals both junior and senior year, the glee had finally gained popularity and fame in their tiny high school. It seemed laughable now that they had cared so much, but Kurt knew that was the way of high school.
He turned to Mercedes, engaging her a conversation about her newest song. They chatted back and forth, Rachel joining in when Finn got distracted by his long lost buddies.
Suddenly, Kurt felt a hush fall across the crowd. Slowly turning towards the doors Kurt mentally rolled his eyes, wondering what high school drama was being brought up. When he saw who had walked in, his breath caught.
The years had been kind to Noah Puckerman, that much was obvious. Thankfully no longer sporting his mohawk, he had short hair, buzzed close to his head. He was still tall, muscular and brooding. Pretty much, he was still Kurt's version of the perfect man. He wore dark jeans, a maroon button up shirt and a sports jacket over it. He looked delicious.
Following close behind him though was a young girl. And by young, Kurt meant high school aged. He was a little disgusted, if she were actually his date or something. He didn't want to jump to conclusions, however.
Finn was the first to break out pf his chance.
"Dude!" Suddenly they were back in high school, and Finn was shouting down the hall, and all the football idiots swarmed Puck. Kurt somehow got drug along in the swarm towards him.
There was a clamor to talk to the long lost running back, and Kurt watched as his, date?, got swept away in the tide. Trying to save the poor girl, he pushed through and gently grabbed her arm.
"Hey Hun, come this way. You don't want to get caught in their odd man rituals. They are practically ancient and sacred." Kurt led her to a generally clear area away from the huge fuss.
She smiled at him, and it looked familiar. In fact, she looked familiar. Her blond hair looked soft and silky, but it was her face that struck him. More specifically her eyes. He had seen those eyes before.
"I'm Kurt. It's nice to meet you…"
"Beth!" The cry came form the middle of the huddle, and suddenly Noah was there, grabbing the girl and puling her to his side.
"Sorry sweetheart, are you ok? Don't disappear on me like that!"
"Sorry, I was saved by Kurt here. He pulled me from the craziness that was your welcome home." She gave a light and airy laugh, waving her hand towards Kurt.
Kurt couldn't move. Puck had called her Beth. Her eyes had looked so familiar, and now starring into the same eyes on a different, male face Kurt knew.
"She's… She's your… Uh. What? How?" Kurt couldn't get a full sentence to form in his mind, let alone come out through his mouth.
"Hey Hummel, Kurt sorry. Yeah this is Beth. She's my girl." Puck said with an easy smile, and Kurt didn't know whether the melt at his smile, or gape at him like he was crazy.
"No, she's like… your daughter."
"Yup, she is. Beth, this Kurt. He was in glee club, remember?"
"Oh! Yeah you told me about your glee club! Oh Kurt it's so nice to meet you! Dad told me all about y'all's club! I feel like I know you, he talked about you so much!" Beth grabbed his hand and held it as she smiled at him.
Kurt felt like his head was spinning. Beth was the name of Noah's and Quinn's baby, who they had given up. Right?
"I'm… It's nice to meet you to. But, I don't… I don't understand." Kurt looked at Noah questioningly and he opened his mouth, presumably to give an answer. Before he could however, Kurt heard the click-clacking of someone's heals, which seemed oddly ominous for a high school reunion.
"Noah Puckerman, what the hell are you doing here, and why did you bring her?"
Quinn Fabray had appeared again.
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