Author's Note: Thanks everyone for all of your reviews and alerts. You have no idea how happy it makes me that you're all enjoying this. So here's part two of Look Who's Talking Too : )

The next morning, Rachel woke up and felt completely content and happy. She let out a happy sigh and rubbed her cheek against her pillow before freezing when she realised that her pillow was breathing and had Noah's scent. She remembered their lovemaking the night before and slowly lifted her head, realising that it wasn't her pillow that her cheek was resting on but Noah's hard chest. When he felt her moving away from him, even slightly, he tightened his hold around her waist in his sleep, not wanting her to get too far away from him. She couldn't help but smile and leant down to press a soft kiss to his lips.

Waking up next to him, in his arms, just felt so right. She really wouldn't mind waking up to him every day for the rest of her life. Of course it was still way too early in their relationship for her to be thinking things like that but it was true. She didn't want any man other than him for the rest of her life and knew that he felt the same way about her. She'd thought that she felt that way about Jesse but looking back realised that she'd always been thinking about what would happen if he wasn't in her life anymore. She didn't think that with Noah anymore because she knew that he'd do anything in his power to stay in her life and she appreciated that.

"Daddy!" Finn called out from his bedroom and Rachel couldn't help but giggle. Ever since he'd called Noah his Daddy he'd been saying it over and over again. She knew he wasn't actually calling for Noah because he called absolutely everyone Daddy, including her, because it was the only word he knew how to say.

Puck groaned next to her and tightened his hold on her, burying his face in her neck. "I'm coming, squirt." He muttered, smacking his lips together sleepily before blearily opening his eyes. For a moment he froze, just like she had when she'd woken up, not knowing where he was, before a grin spread over his face when he remembered what had happened the night before. When he'd woken up and heard Finn calling out for him he'd assumed that the kid was waking up from a nap and he'd fallen asleep as well. It wasn't uncommon for him to take a nap while Finn was napping but he'd never been naked when he did it and he'd definitely never had a naked Rachel in his arms either.

"Morning." She greeted him brightly and he grinned.

"Good morning, Baby. I thought I'd just had a really good dream last night but here you are." He said with a smile, running his fingers through her hair. She smiled even brighter and snuggled against him.

"Here I am." She agreed. "Was everything... um, you know, good for you last night?" She asked shyly and he snorted.

"Good? Where's your impressive vocabulary now?" He teased, kissing her cheek a few times quickly. "Last night wasn't just good. Last night was amazing, mind blowing, excellent, astounding, incredible. It was perfect." He told her seriously and she couldn't help but grin.

"It was pretty brilliant, wasn't it?" She asked and he nodded, leaning in and kissing her slowly.

"Absolutely brilliant." He agreed, moving so she had to lean back against the bed and crawling on top of her, giving her a long, deep kiss.

"Daddy, Daddy, Daddy!" Finn called out again, banging something against his crib so it made a rattling noise. Puck groaned, pulling out of the kiss and resting his forehead against her collarbone.

"The hazards of being parents." He said with a sigh, kissing her quickly and then getting up. She couldn't deny that hearing him talking about the both of them being Finn's parents made butterfly's float up in her stomach. The thing was, it was true. Puck had been there for Finn pretty much his whole life and if that didn't make him his parent she didn't know what would. "I'll go get him." He told her, kissing her a few times quickly before getting up and pulling on his pants again, not bothering with underwear. Rachel smiled as she watched him leave her bedroom to go attend to her son, wondering how she'd ever gotten so lucky.

Finn was standing up in his crib, bouncing on his heels impatiently. He didn't know what was taking his Mommy so long to come get him that morning because she was usually there really quickly when he called out for her. Sure, he knew he wasn't calling her the right name but he liked saying Daddy and was sure that if he just kept saying Daddy it would make Puck stick around. He never wanted him to go away again, he really hadn't liked it when he'd only been able to see him sneakily.

"Good morning, Buddy." Puck said as he walked into the room, chuckling when Finn stared at him in surprise for a moment.

"Wait... a... minute. I never see you in the morning. This. Is. Awesome!"

Finn started jumping around happily, reaching out for him with a huge grin on his face. Puck chuckled again and walked over to him, lifting him out of his crib.

"Hey there." He said, knowing that Finn was excited to be seeing him first thing in the morning.

"Daddy!" Finn squealed happily, pressing his cheek against Puck's and clutching at his shoulder. Puck grinned and turned slightly to kiss Finn's cheek, walking him over to change table to change his diaper. Hearing Finn calling him Daddy never got old, even though he was calling everyone Daddy lately. He knew that he really meant it with him and it always made him smile.

"So, how'd you sleep, Finn?" He asked as he went to work in changing Finn out of his dirty diaper and into a clean one. It didn't even gross him out anymore, it was just second nature now.

"Not good. I dreamt that I was eating all those cookies from last night but then a giant cookie came and was trying to eat me. I am never having cookies again, man."

Puck chuckled at seeing Finn scrunching up his face and shaking his head as he babbled baby talk at him. God this kid was the most adorable thing ever.

"That sucks, man. Maybe you'll sleep better when you have your nap later." He told him, taking his expressions to mean he hadn't slept well. "Mommy's in bed. Wanna go get her up with me?" He asked and Finn grinned.

"Um, yeah. Of course."

He finished up with the diaper and lifted him into his arms to carry to Rachel's bedroom. The door was pulled closed again, which meant she'd gotten up sometime while he was gone to open it, so he pushed it open slowly, his hand over Finn's eyes in case she was still naked in there or something and squeezed his own eyes shut to be cute.

"Hey, what are you doing? I can't see with your hand there, Daddy."

"You dressed?" He called out and smiled when he heard Rachel giggling in return.

"Indeed I am." She agreed so he smirked and cracked open one eye as though he was checking. He groaned when he saw that she was dressed but that the clothes she'd decided to dress herself in was his shirt from the night before.

"You're playing a dangerous game dressing like that with the kid here, Rach." He told her, nodding towards Finn in his arms and she giggled again.

"Dressing like what? I still can't see."

Finn squirmed in annoyance in his arms so he moved his hand from over his eyes.

"Ah, so much better."

"It's really comfortable." She told him coyly, leaning in to kiss him gently. The truth was, she'd just really wanted to wear his shirt and once it was on had felt like she was wrapped up in his arms because she was surrounded by his scent.

"Who wants breakfast?" Puck asked, trying to stop himself from thinking about the fact that Rachel was standing in front of him wearing his shirt. If Finn wasn't around he'd already have her on her back for him again but then again if Finn wasn't around he wouldn't be in her life so he had to take it the way it was.

"Breakfast would be lovely." Rachel agreed, grinning as he turned to walk out of the room. He put Finn down so he could walk himself and chuckled as the boy went running off for the kitchen. Finn running on his short little legs was always adorable. By the time they caught up to him he was dragging his high chair slowly over towards the breakfast table from it's position against the wall.

"Someone's hungry." Puck pointed out with a chuckle, moving the high chair the rest of the way for him and then hoisting him up to put him in. "What do you want for breakfast, little guy?" He asked, ruffling his hair.

"Cookies!"

"Hey, what do you think you're doing. Scoot. I'm making breakfast, you sit back and relax." Puck ordered, swatting at Rachel's ass as she started trying to help with breakfast. She giggled and nodded, going to sit down. She smiled when she saw him taking some fruit out of the fridge. He started washing them and then chopping them up before divvying all of the pieces up between them. He came back over and placed one bowl on the tray of Finn's high chair for him and then gave Rachel her bowl, leaning down to give her a quick kiss as a bonus. He headed over to the cupboard and took out a box of Cheerio's, pouring some into another little bowl because he knew Finn liked to munch on them and he was going to have some as well.

"This is not cookies. I wanted cookies."

"You should make breakfast for us more often." Rachel teased and he shrugged.

"That'd be fine with me." He told her truthfully. She couldn't help but smile because she'd really love to have him over more mornings.

It felt completely natural for him to be there that early, for him to be making them breakfast and pulling silly faces to make Finn laugh in between bites. It felt natural for his hand to fall to her thigh, nothing sexual about it, he wasn't trying to move up any higher he just wanted to be touching her. It felt natural for Rachel to lean against his side cosily and to get up to get Finn his morning juice while Puck handled cleaning up. It also felt natural for him to catch her around the waist and kiss her again and for Finn to laugh at them like they were the weirdest people ever and that what they were doing was funny. Everything felt so right and natural that she hated herself a little for letting it take this long for it to happen.

A few weeks later Rachel was at the park with Finn and Puck when a thought occurred to her. Her period was late and it had gotten a lot more regular since she'd had Finn so it was something to note. The realisation had hit her out of the blue when she'd been watching a woman pushing a newborn around in a pram. Finn had gotten curious and kept looking over at the tiny baby so Puck had taken him over to get a closer look and the mother had of course been completely happy to show off her baby. (Especially to a man as attractive as Puck was, made even more attractive by the way he was with Finn.) She'd briefly wondered if Finn would act that way if she was to have another baby and then it had hit her, she was late.

She stopped off at the local pharmacy and picked up a pregnancy test. She wasn't as careful with protection as she should have been and she knew that was a stupid mistake to make again. Puck had stuck around to hang out with them that night so she'd locked herself in the toilet and done the test. It was like repeating history doing that test and she honestly wasn't sure what she wanted the result to be. She loved Noah and she knew that one day she wanted to have more children with him but it was also way too soon in their relationship for them to have a baby.

But sure enough, the test was positive.

Her first reaction was the freak the hell out. She couldn't believe she'd done it again. She was usually a really responsible woman, except where it came to birth control with men she was in love with it seemed. Her relationship with Puck was going so well and it just felt like they fit perfectly in every way but she didn't know if they'd survive this. Sure, Puck was absolutely amazing with Finn and the two boys loved each other to death but she was scared that she'd scare him away by getting pregnant so soon in their relationship. She made the decision to keep the news to herself for a little while, not wanting to scare him away.

"Hey, you okay? You were in there for a while. You're not coming down with something, are you?" Puck asked worriedly when she came out of the toilet and she gave him a small smile.

"I'm fine." She told him, trying to make it convincing so he'd stop asking questions. He nodded but didn't look convinced. He tugged her closer to him and ran his hand down her cheek, surreptitiously checking for a temperature. She knew exactly what he was doing and chuckled, pushing him away. "I'm fine, Noah." She told him again and he nodded again but she knew he didn't believe her.

He started making them all some dinner so while he was distracted she went to work in getting rid of the pregnancy test. She shoved it back into the box, wrapped the box up in some tissues and shoved it deep into the trash so there was no way he'd be able to see it. They sat down to dinner and she couldn't stop looking at the way he was very patient with Finn as he fed himself and made a mess. He was an amazing father even to a child that wasn't his and, as long as he didn't freak out over this when she finally told him, she knew he'd be an amazing father to the child that was his as well. She just didn't want him to feel like he had to stay with her just because she was pregnant with his child, she wanted him to want to be with her just because he loved her, no other reason.

After dinner, Rachel headed off to have a bath, leaving the boys to their own devices. That was definitely the wrong thing to do. As usual, Finn was able to coax Puck away from his cleaning up duties to play. It wasn't hard to do once he put on his puppy dog face, tugged at his hand or shirt or leg and called him Daddy. He'd never had any trouble convincing him to play before but the word Daddy was now the best way to get him to cave. It just melted his heart to hear this boy he saw as his son calling him Daddy that he couldn't deny him anything at all.

"The Puckasaurous is so hungry. A nice little bite of Finn should hit the spot." Puck called out, stomping around the apartment. Finn squealed and took off running, making Puck chuckle.

"Don't eat me! Don't eat me!"

Finn was laughing his head off as Puck chased after him, continually looking over his shoulder to see how far in front he was.

"Catch me, Daddy! Come on slow poke."

He slowed down when he noticed Puck was getting further away but then squealed and sped up again when Puck swiped out for him, almost getting him in his arms but purposefully missing.

"Hmm, this Finn is definitely fast food." Puck said thoughtfully, making a growling noise that made Finn crack up laughing again.

Suddenly Finn crashed into the trash can, too busy looking over his shoulder at Puck to see that he was headed right for it. Puck had placed it near the front door so he could empty it later but that was obviously not a good place to put it when playing with Finn. The boy bounced off of it and fell on his butt as the trashcan fell over as well. He stared around in confusion, not knowing why he was on the ground, before frowning as he realised he'd fallen over.

"Did I hurt myself? I'm on the ground so I must have hurt myself."

"Hey buddy, careful there." Puck said, hurrying over to him and sweeping him up into his arms, tickling him quickly so he wouldn't start crying from the shock of falling over. Finn giggled again, completely forgetting about having fallen over.

"What's going on out there?" Rachel called from the bathroom, making both boys freeze guiltily.

"Uh oh, Mommy's gonna be pissed."

"Nothing Rach." Puck called back. "Come on, we'd better clean this up before Mommy see's and freaks the hell out." He told Finn, chuckling when the boy nodded with wide eyes.

"Good idea."

He put Finn on the ground and started picking up everything that had fallen out of the trash can. He kept an eye on Finn because the kid couldn't be trusted around anything that was on the floor. That's why he noticed when Finn grabbed something and started lifting it up to his mouth.

"Uh uh, no Finn." He said sternly, taking the thing out of his hands.

"Oh come on, it was right there."

"This was trash, kid. Not very tasty." He told him, shaking his head. He went to put the thing in the trash again before frowning when he realised that it looked like something familiar. It was a pregnancy test. His eyes widened and stared at it for a moment, wondering why the hell it was there.

The pregnancy test was one of those ones that had lines instead of the straightforward ones that just told you outright if you were pregnant or not pregnant. He frowned down at it, not knowing what two lines meant (even though he had a hunch), and picked up the box where it was resting near Finn's leg. He searched through the instructions before his eyes widened when he read what two lines meant.

He finished cleaning up quickly, lifting Finn up and putting him on the rug in front of the TV with some toys so he had something to do instead of trying to eat the trash again. Once everything was clean he went and sat on the couch, the pregnancy test and the box in his hands, just waiting for Rachel to finish in the bath so he could ask what the hell was going on. It had to belong to her because the only other people who'd come to the apartment were her students, who wouldn't use the bathroom here to take a pregnancy test, Kurt and Blaine, which was obviously a no, and Santana, but he doubted it was hers because she was all up in the lady loving with that Quinn chick from their dance class.

"Okay, so what really happened out here?" Rachel asked in amusement when she came out of the bathroom. Her eyes widened when she spotted the things in Puck's hands and watched in terror as he looked up at her with an odd look on his face. "Where did you get that?" She asked hurriedly, not sure if she should go over and snatch it out of his hands or just stay where she was. Shock made it easier to stay where she was so she didn't move a muscle.

"Finn ran into the trash can and everything spilled out on the floor." He explained, answering both of her questions at the same time. "Rachel... is this... this is your's, right?" He asked and she could only swallow heavily in response. "You're... pregnant?" He asked softly, barely able to get the words out. She bit her lip and nodded, staring at the ground.

This was it. He knew now and everything was going to go to hell. When Jesse had found out she was pregnant she'd thought he was okay with it, after he'd asked about her getting an abortion of course, but looking back it was extremely clear he hadn't been (who asked their girlfriend to get an abortion if they wanted the baby? God she'd been a moron). She had no doubts whatsoever that he'd want to stay in his child's life but she didn't know if he'd want anything to do with her. She was the stupid girl who'd let herself get pregnant again and he might think she was trying to trap him into staying with her.

"So... we're gonna have another baby? But one that's, you know, half me and half you?" He asked, placing the test and the box on the couch and getting up, walking over to her seeing as though she wasn't moving towards him.

"Yeah." She forced out, knowing she needed to actually say something instead of continuing to nod along like a moron. He gripped her hips tightly and pulled her closer to him, capturing her lips in a deep kiss.

"Holy fuck, we're gonna have a baby." He said excitedly, a huge grin spreading over his face.

"You're... happy?" She asked in surprise and he snorted.

"Of course I'm happy, Rach. You make good kids, it's been proven, could you imagine what your kid's gonna be like when it's fathered by an awesome guy like me instead of a douchebag?" He asked and she couldn't help but chuckle. "Are you happy?" He asked worriedly. He didn't want her to tell him that she didn't want to have his baby, because he was already so in love with it even though he'd just found out about it, it was crazy.

"I am." She said, testing the words out loud. "I am so amazingly happy." She admitted and he grinned, kissing her again. "But I don't want you to feel like you have to stay with me just because I'm having your child." She pulled back to tell him seriously and he snorted.

"Rachel, come on." He said with a tone that showed he thought she was crazy with that crap. "I busted my balls trying to be with you for a year. A fucking year, Rach. I'm with you because I love you and want to be with you, not for any other reason. I love you, and Finn and now our little sea monkey as well." He told her, putting his hand on her stomach. She couldn't help but chuckle and shake her head at his name for their child. "There's no one else I could ever want, no one else I'd want to be doing this with." He added and she smiled, pressing their foreheads together.

"I love you too." She said softly, making him grin. "But if you ever feel as though you don't want to be with me anymore..." She started but he cut her off.

"Never gonna happen. God, do I have to give you the A-Z of why I love you? Fine, that's what I'll do." He told her and she couldn't help but blush. "You're Amazing and Beautiful and Crazy but in the best ways possible. You're completely Dazzling and you're Everything I never knew I always wanted." He told her, making her smile. "You're Flexible," he told her, raising and lowering his eyebrows, making her giggle and blush even though they were the only two people there who could understand what he was saying. "And you're Gorgeous and Hot and so fucking Intelligent. You have the Juiciest lips I've ever kissed. You're Kind and Loving and Musical in everything you do. You have No gag reflex." He listed and she blushed again. He'd discovered that particular talent recently and it had reduced him to a babbling mess for over an hour. "You're Outstanding and Pretty. You're Quirky and Real Sweet." He said, cheating a little and putting R and S together. "You're so fucking Talented it takes my breath away. You're Unique and Vivacious and Warm. You're Xtremely hot, with a capital X and Yummy." He listed, making her laugh again. "And, last but not least, you're Ze woman of my dreams." He finished with.

The whole list had been completely sweet but utterly ridiculous. It was so Puck and it definitely showed her that he loved her because he barely even hesitated between letters which meant that it wasn't the first time he'd thought these things. He was crazy about her, that much was abundantly clear, and he was with her because he wanted to be with her, because he loved all these things about her.

"Do you believe me now?" He asked softly and she nodded, kissing him quickly.

"Yes, I believe you." She agreed and he grinned.

"So, celebration tonight? After Finn goes to sleep?" He asked huskily, kissing along her neck and gripping her tightly, making it very clear what his way of celebrating was.

"And I'm guessing we have to be naked for this... celebration?" She asked teasingly and he grinned, sucking a small mark into her collarbone.

"You know it." He confirmed. "Come on, what better way to celebrate? It's not like I can knock you up again." He pointed out, making her chuckle.

"After Finn goes to sleep." She agreed and he grinned.

"Hey Finn, you feeling tired?" He asked, looking over at the boy.

"Mmm, no. Not yet."

Finn shook his head and then went back to playing with one of his toys, making Puck groan but Rachel giggle.

"Relax, he'll be tired soon enough." She assured him, kissing him quickly before walking away from him, leaving him watching the sway of her hips with a groan.

Sure enough Finn was falling asleep within the hour and about five minutes after they put him to bed, Puck dragged her into her bedroom and made good on his promise of a celebration.

Author's Note: I'm still setting everything up but things should start really picking up soon. Thanks for reading!