Disclaimer : Unfortunately the rights to Glee haven't been signed over to me *sigh*, so I still don't own Glee. If I did Finchel wouldn't exist, ever. How can anyone ship them after the Puckleberry in last night's episode? I also found myself shipping Fuinn a little last night.


It was 7 am and Puck was lying in bed. His thoughts had kept him awake all night, 'Why was Rachel ignoring his calls and texts?' 'Why didn't she turn up to the Glee party?'. The questioning and guessing was getting to much for Puck and he was starting to drive himself insane. He figured the only to stop his worrying was to go over to the Berry's house and talk to Rachel face-to-face. Grabbing his crumbled jeans and his worn out Hollister shirt he rushed to the bathroom. He grabbed his car keys and ran out to his car. It was then he noticed the pink envelope stuck to his windscreen. A broad grin arrived on his face as he saw the feminine writing on the front that spelt out his name. Instantly, he knew it was from her. She was always sending him cute little love letters when they first started dating. He carefully opened the envelope and began reading. At first he didn't understand what it was all about, then his heart suddenly stopped in it's tracks when he read the words 'I'm leaving'. Her words filled every corner of his mind as he continued reading. The next part of the letter was pretty much a blur to him, it was all about being naïve and not believing in fairy tales, he struggled to understand. He carried on reading and then suddenly gave out a loud cry and dropped to his knees. Rachel had left him. He didn't know how she knew about his scholarship and at that moment he didn't really care. All he could think about was how his only soul mate had left him and hadn't told him where she'd gone, although he guessed that maybe she'd gone out to LA earlier than she was meant to. He needed to find out, even if it did say at the end of the letter not to come after her, he knew he had to. He quickly scrambled clumsily into his car and drove off into the direction of the Berry's house.

He arrived at the all so familiar house and knocked the door anxiously. Hiram opened the door and his face dropped as he found Puck standing there with blood shot eyes. Puck looked up at him afraid.

" Oh.. Noah. I um guess you got Rachel's letter?" he said looking at the tear stained letter in Puck's hands.

Puck tried to open his mouth to speak but he couldn't, he just nodded sadly.

" I think you'd better come in Noah." Hiram said as he turned towards the kitchen where his husband was sitting, staring out of the window.

Puck quickly followed him, shutting the front door behind him. He silently sat down at the table facing Rachel's two dads.

" Has she actually left?" he whispered, breaking the uncomfortable silence.

" Yes son, I'm afraid she did, her plane left at about 1am, we're so sorry Noah." Leroy gave him a sympathetic look.

Puck looked down at his shoes, tears were forming in his eyes.

" Where has she gone?" Puck asked them, choking back the tears.

" I'm sorry Noah, but we're under strict orders not to tell you. We can't betray our daughter Noah, I'm sorry."

Puck nodded, he understood completely. He would've done the same.

" Have you heard from her at all? Is she safe?" He was crying at this time.

It was Leroy that answered this time as Hiram was getting Puck a glass of water.

It had become a reflex action, when he saw tears he grabbed some water.

"Yes she called us at 3am to tell us that she had arrived safe and was on her way to the apartment we've rented for her."

Puck nodded and thanked Hiram for the glass of water.

Suddenly he realised something, his theory of Rachel being in LA was completely wrong, if Rachel was on the way to her apartment at 3am then she couldn't be in LA. Puck might be dumb and he may not have attended many math lessons but he knew that it took at least 4 hours to fly to LA. Wherever Rachel was she had flown there in probably about an hour and a half, or something like that. That was when Puck started to put the pieces of the puzzle together. He remembered back to the time when Rachel and him were making out in her room when he noticed a letter from the corner of his eye. He couldn't make out what the letter said but he could see the header clearly

'The Julliard School, New York City'

Puck nearly jumped up from excitement as he realised he might just have put the pieces together.

"I need to get to New York stat." Puck thought to himself.

Wasting no time he thanked the Berry's and ran out towards his car, speeding of towards his house.

On the way home, Puck tried to figure a way to get to New York. What if Rachel wasn't even there? No, she was definitely there he told himself. She had to be. He knew he could never afford the plane tickets but he also knew he couldn't drive. There was no way in hell his crummy old truck would make it all the way to New York. He immediately knew where he needed to go, he turned his car around and headed for the Hudson-Hummel household. As he pulled into his driveway he spotted Finn's mother and stepfather standing outside Kurt's car. Kurt suddenly appeared from inside the house holding a NYU catalogue and a large, Louis Vuitton suitcase. He watched as Kurt's slender arms struggled to lift the heavy suitcase in to his car. Puck scrambled out of his car and walked over to his family. Finn's mom noticed his blood shot eyes and opened her mouth to ask what was wrong when suddenly Puck interrupted her.

"Hey Puck, Finn's at Quinn's house if you're looking for him..."

"Hummel , I know we're not the best of friends but I really need your help" Puck begged.

"Oh. Of course, what do you need?" Kurt asked, concerned over Puck's bloodshot eyes.

Puck couldn't believe his luck. When he needed a ride to New York, Kurt happened to be going to the exact same place!

"Do you mind if I catch a ride with you to New York?" Puck practically begged.

Kurt hesitated at first but then when he saw how broken Puck looked he nodded.

Puck noticed Kurt's hesitation but dismissed it. The only thing on his mind was Rachel Berry.

Carole and Burt went off to find another one of Kurt's suitcase. Kurt and Puck sat in the car silently, neither of them moving an inch.

" You're going to find Rachel aren't you?" Kurt broke the silence.

" Yes. I can't believe she just left me man! I need some answers ya'know?" Puck replied sadly.

" She had her reasons Puck. Believe me". Kurt rested a sympathetic hand on Puck's shoulder.

Puck looked up at the sky longingly.

" Wait a minute, you've talked to her? You know where she is don't you?" Puck angrily turned to face Kurt.

"Puck, don't get mad. She texted me last night, I tried to call her but she said she couldn't speak to me, she was that upset. She explained everything to me via text message and I believe she has made mature,reasonable decisions. You're not the only one that's hurting, believe me."

Puck whimpered, Kurt was right. Rachel was hurting as well as him.

Carole interrupted the boys by tapping on the window, having packed up an overnight bag for Puck using Finn's belongings. Puck rolled open his window and gave his thanks to Carole. He knew it was killing her that she didn't even know what to do or say, Puck wanted to explain to the caring woman but he couldn't get the words out. He couldn't say the words 'Rachel left me.' out loud, those three words killed him inside. As they bid their goodbyes Kurt pulled out of the driveway and headed for the highway. Puck stared out of the window and sighed. He pulled off the expensive watch Rachel had given him on his 18th birthday and flipped it over. Noah and Rachel, Forever and Always. The words were engraved on the back of watch and Puck clutched it tighter. Ever since the day they found themselves after the Fuinn reunion it had always been Puck and Rachel, Rachel and Puck. He didn't dare to think of himself as just Puck. But the thing that killed him the most was that feeling in the pit of his stomach that one day he was going to wake up and find out it was now Rachel and Another Guy. He tried not to let himself think like that. Instead he tried to keep a positive mental attitude. He was going to New York to find Rachel and he was going to get her back. Maybe Rachel didn't believe in fairytales but Puck did, and in fairy tales the prince always gets his princess.


A/N : Just a fair warning to the readers, this story will feature some frustrating chapters, it's not going to be easy for Puck and Rachel. Anyway, I hope ya'll will still read and keep reviewing, reviews make me smile :)

Also, does anyone have any idea where I can buy Sam's 'Trouty Mouth' t-shirt from? 'Cause I totes have a Trouty Mouth :(