Chapter one
"I'm losing my patience Princess will you just eat please?" Noah Puckerman sighed, running his fingers over his short hair at the back of his neck, a nervous habit.
"Not hungry!" Avery Puckerman shouted before sticking her tongue out and pushing the plate that held her jelly sandwich as far away for herself as possible.
"Look Baby I ate mine," Puck sighed out. Avery shook her head and scowled.
"Fuck kid I swear you are your mother sometimes," Puck said defeated.
"One dollar in Nana's jar Daddy!" Avery said whilst cutely cocking her head to the side and smiling.
"Yep. Definitely a mini Berry," Puck sighed out.
"What makes me a mini Berry?" Avery frowned.
"Well for one you look just like her," Puck's eyes roamed over his daughters tanned face with soft pouty lips, dark, deep eyes that gave everything away, prominent nose and long chocolate locks that were hardly tamable.
"Why's Mommy not here Daddy?" Avery asked, drumming her fingers on her opposite arm, another Rachel-esk quality.
"Uh, I do need to talk to you about that actually," Puck sighed, running his hand down his face, "So remember I told you Mommy had been in an accident?" The little girl nodded, "And she needed to stay at the hospital to get better?" Another nod, "Well, Mommy's coming home today and I need you to know something very important but it might upset you okay?"
"What is it?" Avery frowned.
"Well when the accident happened Mommy hit her head pretty hard and she...well she has no memories," Puck said, how the fuck was he suppose to explain this to a four year old?
"So Mommy doesn't remember me?" Puck shook his head, "Will she ever?"
"Well the Doctor said when she comes home and back into her routine then her memories should come back, but it may take some time," Puck explained.
"Okay," Avery nodded, tucking into her sandwich.
"Okay?"
"She's still Mommy right?"
"That's right," Puck smiled fondly, "Right, go get dressed and I'll drop you off at Grandma's."
"KAY!" Avery chirped before scampering upstairs.
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Puck stirred from his nap to the phone ringing he look at the clock, 3pm. FUCK! He was late to pick Rachel up.
"Go for Puck," He yawned out once he'd reached for the receiver, pulling on his jeans.
"I've found you're Wife," Sam Evans, Puck's best friend answered.
"Where?" He choked out.
"Wandering around central park, I'll keep an eye until you get here," Sam reassured.
"Thank's man," Puck hung up, rushing out the door.
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When Puck got to the park she was just sitting on a bench looking out over the pond. He wandered over and gently sat next to her.
"Hello," Rachel said quietly.
"You okay?" Puck asked.
"I...they hopital discharged me and you weren't there but I was hungry so I asked a taxi driver to take me to the nearest restaurant. When I got there I realized I only had 2 dollars in my purse so I walked until I found a coffee shop. Then I realized I don't even know if I like coffee...do I like coffee?" Rachel turns her eyes up to his.
"No," Puck shook his head, "You only like coffee at home, you said it doesn't taste the same if you're out so when you're out, you drink cocoa."
"Oh...good to know," Rachel nodded her head, swinging her legs, "Could we go back to your house please? I'd...I think I'd like to meet my daughter."
"Of course."
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Rachel wandered through the house. It was clean and tidy. But it was clear a family lived here. There was a 3 coats by the door. A black one, a childs white puffer jacket and a pink lady's coat. Rachel ran her fingers down the material, trying to memorize it.
She walked into the lounge, there was a comfy looking couch and matching chair facing the large entertainment system, the lounge backed onto the kitchen/dining room area. There were pictures and bit of paper all over the fridge, Rachel focussed on one particular photo, one of her and Puck grinning as they kissed, him in a tux and her clearly pregnant and in a simple black dress. Another was of Rachel hugging a little girl to her chest grinning at the camera.
"Where's Avery?" Rachel asked softly, turning back around to see Puck with his hands in his pockets.
"She stayed at her Grandma's last night, Shelby should be dropping her off soon," Puck answered, glancing at her clock.
"Shelby?" Rachel raised one perfectly shaped eyebrow.
Puck nodded, "Your Mother."
"Oh," Was all Rachel could think of to say.
"You don't have to see her today Rach," Puck said. Rachel nodded silently as the doorbell went.
Ten minutes later Rachel heard two voices coming down the hall/
"Is my Mommy here? Really? You aren't joking are you Daddy 'coz-"
"Wow Baby," Puck cut her off, "Yes Mommy's in the kitchen."
Avery practically sprinted into the room and stopped before Rachel.
"Mommy?" She asked.
"Yes Baby," Rachel whispered at the little girl who was like a mirror image of herself. Avery launched herself into Rachel's arms. Both of them wrapped their arms around each other tightly.
"I love you," Rachel whispered kissing the little girls face all over.
"You need to remember me, okay Mommy?" Avery asked look up into her Mommy's eyes.
"I Promise," Rachel whispered, sending a look at Puck