Let me clarify some things before you read the story, which I hope you enjoy.

Names used for 'leaders for mass destruction' are not real people or any other names used for Presidents of countries or names like that etc. are just made up for the purpose of just this story.

I do not know all the facts about the military, the war on terror or anything else like that so don't criticize me for that aspect of the story, but I do try my best to try get everything right.

This is completely AU, I do not own characters or glee.

Chapter 1

"Same shit, different day."

He was an Army Ranger. She was their medic. This is their story.

Noah Puckerman joined the Army for all the wrong reasons. He joined for money, he joined for a free feed and most of all he joined because he didn't have to worry about his mother and sister. He didn't have to worry about who was going to have to go out and get food from their grandmothers house, just cause they didn't have any that night. He didn't have to worry about his little sister stealing anymore or his mother spending long hours at the Hospital; because he knew that he was getting paid for this. He knew he could stay here and fight well because his family back home would get all his money. He didn't fight for country and honour. He fought for family.

Quinn Fabray aced all her exams, received the valedictorian for her school and most of all she was captain of the Cheerios, but it wasn't enough for her. She wanted to help people, she wanted to do something with her life as clichéd as it sounded and she wanted to do it as far away from everyone else as possible. Since she had done so well in her exams, they allowed her to apply for an advanced course in Medicine, at Harvard. Miles away from Lima, Ohio, but it seemed like it wasn't far enough. She did the college thing, she spent three years in it, slaving away in her dorm room to get her exams done and when she finished her exams for her fourth year out of her sixth she left. She had enough. Her parents were on her back, so she went far away from them as she could. She joined the army.

Noah Puckerman was only 24 when he was placed in the Army Rangers after completing the Ranger School. He excelled in everything. He was the Army's best assest and he was probably one of the most fearest. He had the quickest reflexes, he had the best aim, but he was the strangest and most distant of all the soldiers. No one knew why he joined the army, no one knew why he never got letters and no one knew why he never went home. He always had leave, but he would go to Paris or somewhere close to where he was stationed. He didn't want to go home. It would always make him want to stay.

Noah or Puck as he was known better as, was sent out on a mission to the Iraqi/Iran border. Intel had been given to him and his squad about the known whereabouts of Mohammed Al-Pashir (a leader for Mass destruction: read info above). He had captured one of Puck's good friends, Lieutenant Scott in an attempt to try get more money from the United States. The deal had gone wrong and the whereabouts on Puck's friend are still unknown. With the knowledge that they might be able to get Mohammed Al-Pashir and question him for the whereabouts is a chance that Puck is willing to take.

"Captain Puckerman." Puck always hated this Colonel. He was too fake, a little annoying and definitely a bit up himself. Puck zipped up his bag that lay on his bunk bed and turned, taking up the salute position. Beside the Colonel, who reminded Puck of the real Colonel Sanders, stood Quinn Fabray. She was small, emotionless and to Puck's eyes… very, very beautiful.

"At ease." The Colonel said with pride. Puck always felt that the Colonel dreamt about everyone staring and saluting him in his dreams.

"Sir?" Puck murmured, confused as to why he was bringing her to him. The last woman that the Colonel brought to him was his daughter and he wanted Puck to fall in love with her, which was hard since she looked exactly like him.

"Captain, this is Corporal Fabray. She is your new medic." The Colonel said, just a little bit too cheery for Puck's liking. Their last medic was Lieutenant Scott, but the thing was, you couldn't have a medic in an Army Rangers squad. Women weren't allowed to fight in combat and that's what the Army Rangers did. They fought, wherever they went. It was their job.

"Sir, I don't mean to be rude…" He murmured, trying to ignore the raised brow that came from the blonde beauty standing beside the Colonel and continued, "and of course to you Miss, sorry, Corporal Fabray, but women aren't allowed in the Army Rangers." He murmured and the Colonel rolled his eyes.

"You don't think I know that? She's not an Army Ranger, Noah." He walked over and clapped Puck on the shoulder. Puck almost wanted to punch him for calling him Noah in front of her. "She's just a medic. I cannot let you go in there without one."

"One, we all know how to look after our men if one us goes down. Two, I will spend half of my time looking out for her and not focusing on the mission." Puck murmured, trying not to get angry as he ticked off the reasons on his fingers. It was true though. She would be in there with barely any Army Ranger training, their stuff is advanced shit and she couldn't fight in combat, so if they were under fire Puck would have to protect her and his men.

"Puckerman, you will not go down there without a medic. She won't be in the way, she will have her own gun and if needed she will fight in combat."
"That's against the-"

"Yesterday, 0400 hours Captain Catherine Parkinson bombed half of the United Front that were closing in on that cosy little base we like to call home. She saved your life and hundreds more."

"That's not direct contact, sir."

"I don't plan on shooting anyone, I don't plan on being killed. You don't need to worry about me, I can aim and I can shoot, but I don't plan to. I can hide, I can climb, I can do anything. I just want to find Lieutenant Scott and bring him home." Quinn murmured, her eyes on both of the men. She didn't want to fight; she just wanted to save lives. Puck can do all the killing, she didn't care. She just didn't want to see it and she just didn't want to be apart of it. Quinn couldn't help but shiver under Puck's intense stare. Before when she came in he was curious, a small smile playing at his lips, but now he looked angry with her. It wasn't her fault, she wanted to tell him. She wasn't the one who put herself up for this. She just came from being in a Hospital in west Afghanistan, helping whomever she could that rolled through her doors. She had seen too many people die and she had seen too many bad things already, she didn't want to see anymore or even cause anymore.

"Fine." He muttered, his hazel eyes narrowing for a moment at the Colonel before turning his head to look at her. His eyes were piercing and almost threatening. "We leave at 2100." He murmured before walking off. As he turned away Quinn felt her stomach flip, her teeth nibbling at her bottom lip. She was definitely going to hard a very hard few days ahead.

This is obviously just a short chapter to see if anyone likes it, so please, reviews are always welcome!