It had been a long time since Noah Puckerman had been stood in front of this house. He walked up the path, the snow crunching under his feet, the cold January air biting at his face.

He knocked on the door and a thin man of about the same height as himself opened the door.

"Hey, Mr Berry"

Mr Berry smiled, it had always been surprising to Puck that Mr and Mr Berry liked him when most parents didn't but they were nice people and, like their daughter, often saw the good in everybody.

"Come in Noah, Rachel is upstairs"

He opened the door fully and gestured towards the stairs across the hall. Puck stepped into the narrow room and Mr Berry disappeared through a door that he knew from previous visits was the lounge. He took his coat and shoes off. He surprised himself that he remembered this rule of no shoes in the house that the Berry family had in their home.

Puck walked upstairs, he smiled at the last door he saw. A sign with the word 'Rachel' surrounded by gold stars hung from the door.

He knocked gently on the door and waited for an answer. The small brunette opened the door. Her hair was damp from the shower she had about 10 minutes ago. She was wearing a thin yellow cotton dress that fell just above her knees; her feet were bare with one foot with fluorescent pink toenails. She had a small pot of the fluorescent nail varnish in her hand with the lid unscrewed.

"You in the middle of something?" Puck asked.

She smiled. That beautiful, million dollar smile, he thought to himself.

"Um...I've just got out of the shower and yes I am in the middle of something" she said motioning to her unpainted toenails with her free hand.

She spun around on one foot and walked back into her room. Puck followed her, closing the door behind him as she sat down on her bed with her leg bent in front of her. She began painted her toenails with the bright paint. Puck took a seat opposite her on the foot of her double bed leaning his back on the bed post.

"How can I help you Mr Puckerman?"

Rachel looked up at him as she screwed the lid back on the pot of nail varnish and placed it on her bedside table.

"I've been thinking" he began, "We should pair up for this week's glee club assignment."

A couple of hours before they were both, along with the rest of New Directions, sitting in the choir room. Mr Schuester had announced that this week's assignment was to find a song with a country music feel.

"I mean, I love country music, it's kind of my thing and I figured it probably yours so why don't we pair up then we'll pass this assignment easily"

It was a good idea she thought. He was right; she didn't have a clue about country music. Rachel had asked her dads for help but their response was in the form of shrugging shoulders and a Loretta Lynn CD.

"That's a great idea" she exclaimed "Did you have any ideas?"

"Well there are tons of duets we could sing" he passed her a piece of folded up piece of paper, "look some of them up."

Rachel opened the paper and saw it full of song titles and titles. Honestly, she didn't recognise any of them. She folded the paper back up and placed it next to the nail varnish on the small table.

"I'll listen to some and let you know," she said "Thanks Noah."

Puck would never have dared to tell her that he liked it when she called him Noah. It reminded him of that short time they dated last year.

"You're about the only one, besides my mum, that gets away with calling me Noah."

She blushed slightly and watched him as she sat up before turning and lay down with his head on her pillows, staring up at her ceiling.

"I've missed you Berry" he sighed.

Rachel laughed at him, "I haven't been anywhere."

"No, I mean I miss hanging out with you," he turned his head and smiled at her.

Puck sat up and leaned in closer to her. She bit her lip as he rested his forehead against hers. His hand was placed on her side, just above her hip.

He was kissing her softly, his eyed closed. He could get used to this again. Her small body slipped down on her bed. He followed and lay on top of her, careful not to squash her. His hands moved up and pulled the thin dress over her head. Puck was surprised, she did not resist him as he expected. Instead she wrapped her legs around his waist, her hands on his shoulders.

Rachel smiled and kissed him again, this felt right she thought to herself. She pulled his shirt away and allowed his bare chest to rest on her stomach.

Puck kissed her neck and she let out a small giggle, he could definitely get used to this.

"Wait"

Rachel sat up and with surprising strength; she pushed Puck away and sat up.

This was the moment he had been waiting for. The moment where she would tell him she couldn't do this, she loved Finn, she wanted him back, whatever excuse she had thought of, he was ready for it.

"My dads are downstairs, they'll hear us" she explained.

"Hear us? We're not doing anything" he replied with a broad grin on his face. He pushed her back on her bed and kissed her collarbone.

She sat up again, this time smiling.

"Come back later," she said.

"Why"

"Because, my dads are going are going out of town for a few days for a wedding and they leave tonight."

Puck smiled and pulled his shirt back on. This was not the Rachel Berry he remembered, he liked this version of Rachel better, the one, he guessed, that wasn't in love with Finn anymore.

"I'll take that offer" he smiled and stood up and kissed her again.

"Get out of here" she said jokingly pushing him towards her bedroom door. She followed him out her room, down the stairs and towards the door. He kissed her before opening the door and walked down the path. He turned and smiled as she stood in the doorway. She was gorgeous. Without make-up, her hair still damp and her bright pink toenails. She was perfect. He waved and began his walk home.

Rachel closed the front door and ran back upstairs. She slammed her bedroom door shut and jumped on her bed smiling. She clutched a cushion and squealed with excitement as she recalled what had just happened between her and the football player.

Grabbing the piece of paper off the table, she sat at her desk and turned her laptop. Scanning the paper, she noticed something she hadn't seen before.

Of course, written in Puck's scribbled handwriting was the most obvious answer. She, Rachel Berry, had forgotten about one of the most famous duets of all time. How could she have missed this song? Kenny Rodgers and Dolly Parton. It was probably the most famous country song, out of the few she knew.