Chapter 2

Puck woke up from his sleep. It was still dark in his room meaning that it had to be extremely early in the morning. He felt for his phone on the nightstand to the left of him. '2:30' was what the clock read. He ran his hand over his face and pulled himself to sit up in bed. The bed felt lighter to him and it wasn't until then he realized that he was in bed alone. Puck let out a sigh as he looked over Rachel's side of the bed, her pillow still untouched for the night. This however, wasn't a surprise to Puck. This was how his nights have been playing out the last week or so, since finding about Rachel's sudden infertility.

Feeling thirsty, Puck rose from his bed and walked out into the kitchen. The entire house was dark and the only light Puck had was the light coming from the fridge as he grabbed a bottle of water. He walked around their apartment making stops in every room looking for Rachel, taking gulps from his water bottle along the way. When all the rooms in their apartment had been searched and Rachel was still nowhere to be found, Puck knew that there was only one place she could be.

As he made his way to their apartment's roof top, Puck wondered why he didn't go straight over there to look for her in the first place. The roof top was their own little sanctuary. It was the place where he and Rachel would just sit and talk for hours about the most random things as they stared out at the New York skyline and even though the loud sounds of the city could be heard from the roof top, it would always seem tranquil and calming to them whenever they were up there.

He found Rachel standing by the ledge of the roof top with her arms crossed under her chest. Her hair was down and was gently being blown by a light, warm, summer breeze. She had on a matching tank top and pajama set and despite the circumstances, Puck was still mesmerized by Rachel's beauty. She must have sensed that he was there because she turned her gaze away from New York skyline to his direction without saying a word.

Puck walked towards her as he spoke, "Babe, you ready to come to bed yet?"

"I suppose I am, Noah, but yet again, it's not like I have to be anywhere in the morning." Rachel's director had given her time off after learning about what happened. She was hesitant about taking time off, but the entire production staff insisted and she was pretty certain her under study was eager to take over anyway.

"Well, maybe we can do something tomorrow. Anything you wanna do babe. Just let me know." Puck suggested hopefully. He knew that being cooped up at home was only making her hurt more.

"I guess that wouldn't be such a terrible idea, being that I haven't left the house since-" Rachel looked away as her voice trailed off not being able to finish her sentence. She didn't need to. Puck already knew what she was going to say and there was no use bringing that day up right now.

"Got any ideas on what you feel like doing?"

"No. Maybe I'll figure it tomorrow. I think I'm actually feeling exhausted enough to sleep now." Rachel walked passed him and made her way back into their apartment and Puck followed. As they finally reached their bedroom, Rachel slowly crawled into bed and lied on her left side. Puck lied down beside her with the front of his body pressed against the back of hers. He placed his arm around her waist.

"I love you, Rachel."

"I love you too, Noah." With that Rachel let herself listen to the sound of Puck breathing softly beside her and allowed it to slowly lead her into a much needed slumber and within a few minutes she was out.

Puck knew Rachel was asleep when he heard her snoring very quietly. Something that she did only when she was really tired. He smiled to himself as listened to her snore. He loved everything about his wife, even the little quirky things like this that only he knew about and he couldn't help, but wonder when he would see that side of her again. All he knew was that he hoped it would happen sooner rather than later. For the past week, Puck felt like he was living with a zombie. The Rachel who was lying in his bed, wasn't the Rachel that he knew. The Rachel that he knew, was fiery and fierce, filled with passion and enthusiasm. Now, she was turning into a recluse.

When they found out that Rachel was unable to have children, Puck knew that Rachel wasn't going to take it well, but he didn't think that she would completely sweep it under a rug and refuse to talk about the situation. Yeah, it was painful to think about and of course, it would be even more painful to talk about, but he knew that keeping emotions bottled up was unhealthy and he was worried about Rachel, worried that she would explode one day from all the pain she was keeping inside and Puck knew that he had to get her to open up to him. Because he can't help her get through this if she won't allow him to.

For now, Puck was just going to enjoy the little triumph he felt for Rachel actually wanting to leave the house tomorrow and he was hoping that this would be the first sign of her emotional recovery, signaling a new beginning for them. He was not going to let Rachel's infertility stop them from having the family they have always dreamed of.

Puck gently planted a kiss on the back of Rachel's head, not wanting to wake her as he pulled her even closer to his body.

"It's going to be okay, babe. I promise you." Puck thought to himself as he closed his eyes and surrendered into his sleep.

A/N: Apologies for taking so long to update. I kept re-writing because I wasn't satisfied and sorry my chapters are so short, this being my first fic, I'm still trying to get the hang of this. I'm happy to see that I have quite a few followers. Thank you all so much and please, please, review. It will help inspire me to continue. Let me know what you think.