Well, apparently this is no longer a one shot! I shall continue! It seems fairly fanon that Puck's mum's name is Deborah, so i'll be sticking with that, but his sister's name seems to be fairly fluid.

Don't own, don't sue!

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Rachel was freaking out. Not only had she surrendered the keys to her baby over to Quinn to drive home, but she was currently sitting in the passenger's seat of his car, on her way to meet his mother. She forced herself to breathe normally. Her skirt almost covered her knees, and she was a good girl, right?

"She's going to hate me."Rachel said resolutely. Puck shook his head. He should have anticipated a girly freak out.

"It's not like I even have that much experience with mothers. I don't even have one. Oh man, what do I do? Crap! This was a bad idea Noah, just turn around and take me home." Rachel went back to wringing her hands in the same rhythm that her stomach was churning. Puck managed not to roll his eyes, but pulled over abruptly.

"Rach, when I say I've never brought a girl home, I wasn't exaggerating. My mom has never met one of my girlfriends, because I knew that she wouldn't approve of them. Believe me; if I thought she was going to hate you, I wouldn't be taking you to meet her. So don't freak out, because I can smell the 'mothers love me-ness' coming off you." Rachel smiled. Puck squeezed her hand several times, before turning back onto the street.

Eventually he pulled up at a modest two story home. Before she'd gotten the chance to open the door, Puck had come around and pulled the door open; claiming that it often got stuck and needed to be pulled from the outside. Before Puck unlocked the front door, he turned to Rachel awkwardly,

"Ah, my mom doesn't know about babygate; so if you could, ah, not say anything about it just yet, that would be awesome" Puck muttered uneasily. Rachel nodded (she'd had no intention of saying anything anyway). Puck unlocked the front door and held it open for Rachel, before grabbing onto her hand as if it were the most normal thing in the world.

"Ma, Ma, are you home? I want you to come meet someone."Puck called out. Rachel smiled, observing the walls of the home. Photo frames hung on every available wall space. Rachel heard a small pair of feet come thundering down the hallway, and watched with amusement as Puck dropped her hand in order to pick up a pigtail-ed girl who could only be his sister. It was almost like entering an alternate universe. No way would the Puck who terrorised the halls of McKinley High ever, ever swing his sister around in a circle, and listen intensely to the story of her making a girl in FOURTH GRADER cry for telling her that Edward Cullen was really Cedric Diggory, and anyways, Edward Cullen was a sparkly douchebag in a tree (she couldn't have been more than eight, maybe the girl was more like Noah than she'd originally guessed). She heard someone clear their throat.

"You bellowed?"A woman asked. There was no doubt who this could be. Rachel willed the butterflies in her stomach to calm the eff down. Puck swung his sister on one hip, and wrapped his free arm around Rachel's shoulder.

"Mom, this is Rachel Berry, my girlfriend."Noah said easily. Rachel felt herself flush lightly at the word girlfriend, but was more concerned about the way Noah's mother was looking her up and down suspiciously.

"Shalom Aleichem Rachel," Mrs Puckerman said. Rachel internally sighed in relief. She didn't have that much Hebrew, but she knew the polite reply to make.

"Aleichem Shalom, Mrs. Puckerman, you have a beautiful home."Rachel put her hand out, ready to shake hands, but she found herself enveloped in a warm hug. It really was the Twilight Zone. A second ago Mrs. Puckerman had looked like she could have murdered Rachel and made it look like an accident.

"It's wonderful to meet you Rachel; you'll be staying for dinner." It clearly wasn't a question. Rachel smiled.

"That would be lovely Mrs. Puckerman, just let me call home and tell them not to expect me."Rachel managed to skate around the daddy issue. She quickly pulled her phone out and dialled her home number. After four rings Quinn answered.

"Somehow I find myself having dinner at Noah's. Just order takeout, I'll be home before ten." Quinn squealed loudly.

"Rachel, there will be DETAILS! And many of them! I'm going to buy sorbet right now. I'll let your dads know." Rachel hung up the phone. Noah's little sister was standing at the door, staring at her in fascination.

"Hi, I'm Naomi. Do you like Beauty and the Beast?"She asked. Well, that was blunt. She smiled.

"I do indeed like Beauty and the Beast. I think Belle is my favourite Disney princess."Naomi gave her a toothless grin, and grabbed her wrist.

"Excellent. Noah says he's sick of watching it with me, but if his is there, I'm sure he'll be much more agreeable." Rachel had to stifle a giggle as she was tugged into the living room by Naomi, the child evil genius, who was calling out that her brother had better get his butt into the living room right then, or she'd find the baby photos (yep, definitely an evil genius, but Rachel was pretty keen to see the baby photos). Noah came charging in from another room, and sat down next to Rachel. He slipped an arm around her waist and kissed her cheek.

"Mom is having a fit. I brought a Jewish girl home for her to meet. She's planning the wedding now." Rachel could only shake her head. She may not have a Jewish mother, but she had plenty of aunts, all of whom were desperate to set her up with whatever Jewish boy they could find. Rachel leaned her head on Noah's chest and settled down to watch the movie.

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Just as Belle's dad was getting committed to the insane asylum, it was announced that dinner was ready. Rachel was in shock. Noah pulled out not only her seat, but also his mother's and his little sister's. She smiled as he led them in a short prayer before they ate.

"So, Rachel, tell me a little about you. What are your plans for after finishing high school" Mrs Puckerman asked across the table. Rachel smiled, and swallowed her mouthful of beef stir fry.

"Well, the plan is to study at either Julliard or NYU, as a musical theatre major. I'd love to perform on Broadway or the West End."Mrs Puckerman nodded thoughtfully.

"Rachel's an amazing performer ma, she's the one that won us Sectionals, remember?" Noah jumped in.

"So tell me, what do your parents do for a living?" Mrs Puckerman continued. Rachel exchanged a look with Noah before answering.

"My dad works in finance, and my daddy lectures in literature at Ohio University." Rachel said it like was the most normal thing in the world, and quickly took a sip of water before answering the inevitable slew of questions.

"Your dad and your daddy?"Mrs Puckerman questioned. She had the look on her face that most people had when Rachel had to explain her parents' lifestyle.

"I have two gay dads. They decided that rather than adopt that they would find a surrogate mother, whom they screened based on beauty and IQ. Then they mixed their sperm together and used a turkey baster. To this day we don't know which one is my real dad, which I think is pretty amazing."Rachel smiled politely. Noah made a big show of checking his watch.

"Ah mom, I think that I should get Rachel home."

Mrs. Puckerman and Naomi walked Rachel to the door. Naomi smiled at Rachel,

"Next time you come over, I'm sure we can convince Noah that we should watch The Lion King, even though he always cries in it." Noah paled and started muttering about getting something in his eyes, but Mrs. Puckerman pulled Rachel into a hug.

"You're more than welcome here any time you like Rachel."She said fiercely. Rachel hugged her back.

"Thank you so much, I had a lovely time, I'm sure I'll be seeing you soon"

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"Your sister is fabulous."Rachel said immediately. Noah shook his head.

"She's trouble. I've already got a baseball bat assigned to beating away boys who come to my front door."Rachel shook her head.

"Your mom is lovely as well. I hope she doesn't freak too much about the dad thing." Rachel added. Noah snorted.

"Not likely. She's probably gonna try and adopt you, now that she knows you don't have a mom" Rachel shrugged. That wouldn't be so bad. Noah pulled up in front of her house, and helped her out of the car, and wrapped his arm around her shoulder as he walked her to the door.

"I'll pick you up tomorrow at eight ok?"Rachel smiled and nodded. With that, she tilted her head slightly and met his lips with hers. The kiss was sweet, much more restrained and elegant than the one in the parking lot, but still lovely. Rachel's front door opened abruptly and the pair sprung apart.

Quinn started laughing

"I've always wanted to do that to somebody. Night Puck" she laughed, as she grabbed Rachel's arm and dragged her inside. Quinn sat Rachel down on her bed and handed her a carton of strawberry kiwi sorbet and a spoon,

"Ok, talk." Rachel laughed.

"It was really great, actually. Noah's little sister Naomi is an evil genius in training, I'm sure of it, and Mrs. Puckerman is really quite lovely. I swear, Noah is a completely different person at home. It's like Dr. Jekyll and Mr. Hyde. Is that sufficient detail for you?" Rachel asked, digging her spoon into the sorbet,

"I'm happy for you Rach. I'm really glad that things are working out for you."Quinn said, and she was shocked to find that her words were totally sincere.

"Now and Then?" Rachel asked. Quinn nodded. It took a few minutes for both girls to change into pyjamas and sprawl out on Rachel's bed to eat sorbet and watch a movie that was a staple of both their childhoods.

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