Wherever You Will Go
Disclaimer: I do not own Glee, I just own the soundtracks, DVD and the plot. If I did own Glee, then I definitely wouldn't be writing this.
Summary: After a one night stand with Puck, Rachel found herself pregnant. Instead of telling everyone she packed her bags and left. Now 5 years later she returns to Ohio, with a surprise. How will Puck react when he finds out he has a son? Puckleberry. Please read and review.
Pairings: Puck/Rachel, with Finn/Quinn, Tina/Artie, Matt/Mercedes, Mike/Kurt and Santana/Brittany. With minor Burt/Carole.
Authors Note 1: Okay first things first, Wow I wasn't expecting to get that many reviews I was only expecting to get about five, so thank you very much to all who reviewed it means a lot. And sorry about the last bit about the grandson, I forgot what one it was woops, so thanks to everyone who corrected me on that. Now this chapter is named after the song 'Fix You by Coldplay. Enjoy the chapter.
Chapter Two
"Lights will guide you home,
And ignite your bones
And I will try to fix you"
Greg and Larry stared at Rachel and the child beside her. "Grandson?" They both asked simultaneously. Rachel nodded, unable to speak. "Oh my." Greg said. "Why don't you and Tyler? Was it?" Rachel nodded again. "Come in, you must be exhausted." Larry said, grabbing the suitcases off her.
Rachel walked silently into her house, her childhood and teenage memories soon coming back to her. "Let's go into the living room. I'll get you a nice cup of hot tea. And what does Tyler take?" Larry asked his daughter.
"Actually, would it be okay if I bring Tyler to bed, he was asleep for the whole ride down here. He's exhausted." Upon saying that Rachel looked down at her son, who was curled up to her chest, trying his best not to fall asleep.
"Of course." Greg said, nodding. "We still have your old room. We didn't want to move anything or change anything in case you came back or anything." Greg said to her. Rachel nodded smiling at them before walking up to her room.
Before Rachel walked in she took a deep breath and then opened the door. Her dad was right, they hadn't changed anything. Not a single thing. It still had her pink and white striped wall paper. It still had all her posters of her idols.
She lifted Tyler off her, pulled back the covers on the bed, before lying him down on the mattress. She then tucked him underneath the covers. She kissed him on the forehead. As quietly and carefully as she could she closed the door behind her, hoping that it wouldn't wake him.
She made her way back down to the living room and sat on the couch. No one really spoke for a while, which caused an uncomfortable silence in the room. Rachel decided to speak, the silence getting too much for her.
"I suppose I better start from the beginning huh?" Rachel asked, chuckling a little. "I think that would be best." Greg said, and Rachel noticed that his tone of voice had changed into a more stern tone. Rachel sighed and took a breath.
"It started the night we won Regionals. Kurt and Finn had thrown a huge party at their house after wards to celebrate. His dad and Finn's mom had moved in by then, and the of them were gone away for the weekend. Although we won Regionals, I was depressed. Finn was still hung over on Quinn, and I was upset over that."
"I know I shouldn't have been, but he had kissed me a day before Regionals and then he acted like it never happened. He was being a jerk. At the party I saw him and Quinn together, smiling at each other, acting like a love sick couple." Rachel scoffed at that.
"It made me sick. That was when I started to drink. I know I shouldn't have, but like I had said, I was depressed and upset and I needed relief. I thought to myself what was the best type of relief 'Alcohol'." Rachel shook her head, ashamed of herself.
"And then this guy came over and started chatting to me. I couldn't remember anything else after that. The next thing I remembered was waking up in the morning, in a bed with the same guy who talked to me."
Rachel took a much needed breath "Then for the next couple of days I started to get sick. I didn't think anything of it, I just thought it was the flu. But then one time in glee I nearly fainted, and Mr. Schuestor finally convinced me to go to the hospital. I went on my own, I didn't want anyone with me. In case it was something bad.
"It was then the doctor told me that I was pregnant. I could still remember my reaction. I was in pure shock. I couldn't speak, I couldn't move, I couldn't do anything. The only thing thought that was running through my head was 'I'm pregnant' "I'm sixteen and I'm pregnant." Rachel could feel the tears forming in her eyes.
"I couldn't believe it. I was so ashamed. I was so ashamed that I packed my bags and ran away without telling anyone. I couldn't tell anyone." Rachel looked at her dads and saw that they had the same look on their face 'sympathy.'
"I was afraid of everyone's reaction. I thought that you would all hate me. And I couldn't face that. So I ran away. I ran away from my problems instead of just facing them, like I should have done." Rachel sniffled, as a tear ran down her cheek.
"And now you probably hate me." Rachel was fully crying now. She placed her head in her hands to cover her face. "Oh honey." Greg said, coming over beside her and pulling her into a huge hug. He didn't care that she was getting his shirt all wet, his daughter needed comfort, and that's what he was giving her.
"Oh sweetie." Larry said, sitting on the other side of and began to ran his hands up her arm in comfort.
"I'm sorry." Rachel mumbled, sniffling as she pulled away from her dad. She was embarrassed that she had gotten his shirt all wet. Greg shook his head. "It's no problem. How long have you've been holding that in for?"
"For a long time." Rachel admitted. "I never really told anyone all of this." She told them.
"We're glad that you told us sweetie. We really missed you, when we realized that you had disappeared we thought the worst. But we're just glad that your okay." Greg told them. Rachel smiled softly not being able to speak.
"We're glad that you told us everything. But we still need to know one thing?" Larry asked, Rachel looked at her father and waited for him to continue. "Who's Tyler's father?" Rachel sighed, knowing that they would ask that.
"Noah." She answered him. "Noah Puckerman." She said, more confidently the second time.
"Noah Puckerman? Wasn't he in glee with you?" Larry asked, Rachel nodded. "And he doesn't know about Tyler?" Rachel shook her head. "No. No one knows." Larry shared a look with his husband.
"Well, I think it's safe to say that we've all had an interesting night. But it's getting late now and I think we should all go to bed. We all need a good night sleep." Greg said, standing up. Rachel nodded and she stood up.
"Maybe tomorrow, you could try meet up with some of your old friends, you know if you'd like? Or maybe the three of us could do something together?" Larry asked.
"Maybe." Rachel said, smiling a little. "But I'm going to bed, I'm really exhausted. It's been a long day." Her two dad's nodded, understanding how she must of felt.
"We'll see you in the morning, honey." Greg said kissing Rachel on her forehead. Rachel nodded. "Goodnight Daddy." Rachel said, giving Greg a hug. When she pulled away she turned to Larry. "Night Pappy." And gave him a hug as well.
"Night darling." Rachel pulled away and made her way up to her bedroom. She was too tired to change into her pajama's so instead she just got into her bed wearing the same clothes she had on her all day.
She wrapped her arms around Tyler, pulling him closer to her as if she was protecting him from something dangerous. She began to close her eyes, and soon after she fell into a peaceful deep slumber.
Authors Note 2: Well there you have it, chapter two. I'm really proud of this chapter. I still can't get over the fact that I got over twenty reviews for the first chapter. That's the most amount of reviews that I got ever for a chapter, it meant a lot. So I really hope you liked this chapter, it was a bit longer then the first. So if you liked it, please review it would mean a lot, thanks.
~BrookeWaldorf