The plot/basic concept isn't 100% mine, but I am making the story my own and it will not be a copy of the others. Pretty much AU but follows canon timeline.
For the sake of this FF Rachel has a mother and a father.
**All words with a star near them will be explained at the bottom '
AN: So everyone knows, JEWS DON'T HAVE ARRANGED MARRIAGES. (coming from an Orthodox Jew.) This is for the sake of the Fic.
Property rights to Glee and Ryan Murphy
'Oy Vey'
Now, you wouldn't know it by looking at them, but Rachel Berry and Noah Puckerman were not only two very hot Jews (okay you knew that by looking at them) but they were also very religious Jews. They held a high pride in their religion and the culture they grew up in. Neither outwardly displayed such a religious affiliation but in their soul, at home, and with each other they did.
What does this all mean? This means that at the tender age of 18, at Lima's very own Orthodox Jewish temple, Rachel Berry married Noah Puckerman.
As many wondered, how could that be? Didn't the two supposedly hate each other? How were they even religious? How did no one, not even the New Directions know? They would all come to find out, that they knew a lot less about the couple than they had ever assumed.
Waking up early Friday morning, Rachel sat up and stretched, saying her morning prayer as she did, "*Modei Ani …" and the rest continued in the native tongue of *Hebrew. She got up and changed to workout clothes, getting on her elliptical and doing a very rigorous thirty minute workout in stride to her "Inspiration" playlist [ie: the playlist Noah compiled for her].
After she completed the workout and got showered and changed for the day she headed downstairs to eat some breakfast and to get some *Challah made, or at least started, so it would be ready for the *Sabbath that night.
Hearing some humming, Rachel looked up from the paper she was reading and smiled as her mother walked in,
"Good morning, Mommy. Did you have a good sleep?" The girl asked,
"Thank G-d, *bubah I did. Now, what's going on here?" Her mother asked with a little laugh as she looked around the kitchen seeing it was not nearly as pristine as it was left the night before.
"Oh! Well, I just wanted to get the Challah prepared so you had a little less to do." The small girl shrugged with a smiled, jumping up when the doorbell rang.
Running to answer the door Rachel lit up when she saw it was her long time best friend/enemy/soon-to-be-husband, "Good Morning Noah, I trust you had a peaceful evening." Puck chuckled and nodded his head, stepping in when the vivacious girl allowed,
"Morning Rae, morning Mrs. B." Puck called to Penina Berry as she walked by, bring coffee to her husband upstairs.
As they went into the kitchen he made himself at home as he always did and Rachel went to make him a cup of coffee,
"So.. last night Ma and I talked with Nana Connie…" he drawled out and he could hear Rachel take a deep breath,
"O-oh? And, what did they have to say?"
Esther Puckerman and her mother Connie had been the main forces, along with Penina and Judah Berry to bring their children together, but since the announcement of the intended marriage the Berry's had taken a step back and let the the Puckermans spearhead their wedding plans.
The pair moved to sit down at the kitchen table with their coffees. Puck took this time to look at the woman he was going to marry- she was beautiful. Her long brown hair fell in large curls, framing her tanned face. The features on her face were distinctly her and the nose (that he adored) which held the pride of their heritage. The dress she was wearing was a cream colored mid thigh length sundress. She had on these converse he'd gotten her last *Chanukkah, very little makeup, and overall she looked perfect in his eyes. He couldn't remember why he'd ever been an ass to her. They always put on this weird front where he acted like a jerk to her at school, threw slushies, and played the field a bit too much and threw their relationship to the side. He was never the same person at home as he was there. He sighed and took a sip of his coffee,
Rachel looked over Noah; muscular physique, chiseled jaw, eyes that could write a whole story if he'd let. He was in skinny jeans and a tee, simple, but on him it looked beyond incredible. He was so much more than looks though, he had one of the kindest hearts, and she'd forgiven him for all he'd had to put her through. Yes, had to. She knew that Noah, her Noah who'd been with her since the tender age of two had never truly wanted to do everything that he had, but he'd felt no option. In fact, Rachel was the one who'd allowed the slushies, because he wouldn't have gone through with it otherwise. Each night he'd return back to the Berry home and apologise profusely for the actions of the day, and Rachel accepted without fail.
So, here they sat, looking at each other before Puck spoke up,
"Nana is calling the wedding for five months from now. Her health is shit, Rae. Each day she gets up I thank G-d, cause it's a miracle." he ran his hand threw his 'hawk and closed his eyes, " 's'all fucked up, babe." He groaned.
Being the reasonable person she was, Rachel reached over the table, taking his hand and making him look at her, "We were going to get married anyways. Sure, it's expedited, but I'm ready...if you are." She looked up at him with a shy smile.
Yeah, this was going to be one hell of a ride.
Modei Ani (Moe-Day Ah-knee): Ritual Jewish prayer said in the morning to thank G-d for being awakened
Hebrew: Ancient Jewish language
Challah: traditional braided bread
Sabbath: From sundown on Friday until past sundown on Saturday. The day of rest.
Bubah (Boo-bah): Sweetheart, love, a term of affection
Chanukkah: Festival of lights.
AN/ Thanks for reading the first Chapter! Let me know what you think.