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Yes I decided to update earlier due to the reviews, ad promised.

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So, this is the second and final part of this ficlet, I really hope you enjoy it!

When I Deserve You

Chapter Two

As Rachel pounded the streets of Lima the message in the year book etched itself onto the inside of her skull, find Puck, find Puck.

Puck didn't live far away but it was far enough away that Rachel felt she needed to run. Half way through the park she doubled over, her ragged breathes coming quick and fast. The back of her throat began to burn as she gulped in the cold air as if her life depended on it. Evening was beginning to fall and the light was rapidly fading. After a few more mouthfuls of air Rachel set off at a brisk walk, hoping that the consistency of walking would measure up to the same speed as if she was running and stopping to take breathers every so often.

It took fifteen more minutes to reach Puck's front door after leaving the park. Rachel held her breath as she knocked on the door, silently begging that he was in and not having a Halo marathon with Finn or celebrating their graduation with some of the guys from the football team. Her silent pleads were granted by Puck casually opening the door and greeting her with the usual words of, "Hey Jew babe."

Rachel rolled her eyes but proceeded to chuckle under her breath at the familiarity of their friendship. Without wasting a second Rachel tried to push past him but was stopped by Puck shuffling in front of the door frame.

"Where do you think you're going?"

"The interior of your house, so that I can converse with you in a civilised manner of which I deem necessary. It's important Noah. Please."

"No can do, sorry," Puck replied a little apprehensively.

"What? Why not," Rachel almost shouted.

"Keep it down, my um," he looked over his shoulder before quickly glancing back at the frowning diva, "my sister is sick and unless you want her germs then I think it's better if we talk here."

"Oh, well thank-you Noah for your courageous act," Rachel replied, half smiling.

"My what-now sorry?"

"Your courageous act of not letting me in as you are worried I might get sick."

"Um yeah that," he blurted out as if in a hurry for something.

Rachel was about to talk when Puck interrupted.

"I'll grab my jacket and then we'll go for a drive," Puck said before slamming the door in Rachel's face.

Taken a back Rachel took a few steps backwards and leaned against the door of Puck's car. A couple seconds later Puck reappeared and told Rachel to jump in.

Just as the vehicle left the drive, Puck's front door opened once again and a tearful blonde girl emerged. Despite the tears however, a small smile was plastered across her face and wasn't going to be moved any time soon. Quinn listened to the hum of the car's engine get further and further into the distance before deeming it safe to leave the driveway completely unnoticed. As Quinn made her way down the road only one thought filled her head: Rachel Berry. All she could do now was hope against hope that Puck would do everything that she told him, in exactly the right order. She'd given him the directions and reminded him countless times of what he was supposed to say. Quinn just had to hope that that was enough.

Silence encompassed the pair in a comfortable fashion but that didn't stop Rachel's relentless itching to ask Puck about the year book message. Puck's eyes stayed transfixed on the road trying to memorise the make shift map that Quinn had drawn on his bedroom wall just twenty minutes previously hoping against hope that Rachel hadn't suspected anything due to his tetchy behaviour.

"You seemed very jumpy earlier Noah, is everything okay?" Rachel asked trying to start a casual conversation before jumping straight into the heart of what she really wanted to know.

Damn, was Puck's first reaction to the diva's question but he knew he needed to play it cool. Quinn meant the world to him and he wasn't about to blow up her only shred of happiness by losing his cool for the first time in, well, ever.

"Everything's fine, I didn't want my hot little Jew getting ill that's all."

Good thinking, Puck thought to himself. Casual but cool.

"Oh Noah you are so considerate, people really underestimate your tender and loving abilities sometimes."

Pucks brow furrowed but nodded all the same, adding a very convincing, "Yeah that," after the diva's words.

The evening had fully set in by now and the loss of light caused Rachel to wonder where on earth they were actually going. They didn't need to go to the other side of Lima just to talk surely?

Another five minutes passed and Rachel's patience ran out, "I really don't mean to be impolite but where in the world are we going?"

"We've been in the car nearly thirty minutes and you only just asked, you've been biting your tongue I bet," Puck joked trying to steer the conversation away from Rachel's original query.

"As a matter of fact, yes I have, because I'd find it very impolite if someone interrupted me whilst driving, and I didn't want to lay those feelings onto you, but I couldn't hold it in any longer. Sorry." Rachel finished, blushing slightly at her outburst.

"Its fine, we are almost there now."

"Almost where?" Rachel asked her patience having completely evaporated.

"What sorry?" Puck yelled back as he turned up the radio, "I can't hear you over the radio!"

Rachel's hands dived for the volume dial but Puck reached it first pushing the dial in slightly as to lock the volume.

"I think you are displaying very immature attributes that won't be looked upon highly in regards with your upcoming occupation as Lima's Pool Manager."

"I don't care what you think," Puck laughed knowing that he was really starting to grate on the brunette's nerves.

Rachel huffed and turned to look out of the passenger window but was met with nothing but darkness and the faint outline of trees. She didn't have much time to dwell on this however as Puck had stopped the car and was telling her to get out.

"Take my hand," Puck said, grappling about for the diva's hand.

"Why?" Rachel asked as she grabbed the mohawked boys hand to stop him flailing about aimlessly.

"I don't want you to get lost."

"Where are we…?"

But was interrupted by Puck saying, "Shhh."

A ten minute walk was all Quinn had said, anything longer and he hadn't followed the path correctly. Puck was starting to worry as the time felt as if it was dragging on forever but a clearing up in the trees ahead signalled his anxiety to stop.

As the pair stepped into the clearing Rachel's mouth fell open. They were on a grassy bank just outside of Lima and it was tall enough to see the entire town below, lit up in all its glory.

"Wow," Puck and Rachel breathed together, their breaths falling as icy whispers as they hit the chilly night air.

The mind blowing view had ripped everything from Rachel's mind and even Puck himself had to mumble under his breath the words in which Quinn had told him to remember as not to screw it up. A couple of seconds passed with the couple just staring at the sight in front of them, their mouths hanging open. Puck's glance then hit the sky and every little star sparkled a blink at him and he felt that it was an indication that he should start the ritual of which Quinn had ingrained into his skull.

Puck got down on one knee and this movement caused Rachel to turn around and nearly laugh.

"Noah, get up you look silly."

But Puck didn't move. He could feel the damp grass engrossing his knee but not even that would stop him. He had to do this and he had to do it right.

"Quinn will kill me if I get this wrong, so listen up okay," Puck instructed.

At the mention of Quinn's name realisation hit Rachel and suddenly she remembered why she was here. Anger bubbled inside her again; she wanted Puck to stop distracting her.

"No, let me talk first. You knew I wanted to ask you something so stop evading the question!" Rachel shouted.

"No Rachel, it's your turn to listen. We've all listened to you for the past three years; let someone else speak up for a change."

Rachel closed her mouth instantly and nodded, motioning Puck to carry on.

"Quinn will kill me if I get this wrong, okay, so listen up. What I'm about to say, I'm only allowed to say once. Understood?"

Rachel stood frozen to the spot.

"Just nod if you understand," Puck said in a much softer, calmer voice now as he became fully aware of the diva's wariness.

Rachel nodded hesitantly.

"This is directly from Quinn," Puck cleared his throat, "I know you'll be mad and upset that I didn't say goodbye but I do have a reason. My reason is that I don't see it as a goodbye, not unless you want it to be. I see it more as a hello. I come up here a lot, to contemplate life, school and most importantly you and it was here that I first felt something, something for you and it was here that I realised what Puck is about to relay for you. Look up Rachel," Puck instructed before clearing his throat and quietly singing, "Look at the stars, look how they shine for you, and everything you do," Puck finished as he thrust his hand in his pocket and pulled out a small black box.

A tear escaped from Rachel's eye, she wanted to talk, to say something, anything, but she'd promised Puck to let him talk.

As Puck opened the ring box, Rachel gasped trying to hold back the steady flow of tears that was protruding from her eyes.

"Take the ring."

Rachel did as she was told but before putting it on, she examined it, on the inner surface the word 'promise' was engraved next to the letters 'R+Q.'

"Put it on, Rachel," Puck choked out, trying to hold back his own tears. Rachel could tell that he was no longer talking as Quinn.

She put the ring on and just stared at it, then from the ring to Puck and back again.

"Quinn wanted me to say one more thing once you'd put it on. If you are wearing the ring Rachel then you accept my promise."

Rachel looked confused but Puck continued imitating Quinn's exact words.

"When I deserve you, I will come and find you, my promise. The stars are my eyes and until the point that I feel I deserve you, I will always be watching over you." and with that Puck stood up indicating that he was finished holding his arms outstretched.

Rachel flung herself into Puck's arms and allowed herself to cry freely into his chest, tugging at his shirt, wishing that it was Quinn's.

"If she wants to contact you, she will, but until then, let her do this Rach, don't go after her. You put the ring on, you accepted her promise, respect it. Respect her. Please."

Just as he'd finished talking he began humming in Rachel's ear the same tune that he'd just been singing.

Rachel couldn't do anything apart from nod at Puck's request and cry even harder because of the comfort he was displaying. The only thing holding her up was Puck's firm grip and Quinn's words, when I deserve you, I will come and find you, my promise.

She was coming, Quinn was coming. For her. Quinn was coming for Rachel.

All that was left to do was play the waiting game, and the thought that kept Rachel on her feet and stopped her from running to find Quinn was that, waiting can't last forever.

Quinn's tears had finally subsided. She rolled over in her bed and looked at her clock. Midnight. Puck would have told Rachel by now and she'd be at home crying her eyes out. It hurt Quinn to know that she'd hurt Rachel, but she meant every word of what she said and if there was one thing that Quinn didn't do, it was give up and she was damn well determined to deserve Rachel.

She rolled back over onto her side, staring at the picture on her set of drawers. The first ever picture of the Glee Club together. Then her eyes darted to Rachel's beaming face causing the corners of her lips to curl slightly.

Quinn closed her eyes; her lips still curled and muttered what will be the most important words of the next few years of her life, to herself, like a mantra until she lost consciousness, falling into a hazy daze of sleep and dreaming of being with Rachel for just one last time.

Suddenly the final utterance of the words fell from her lips and Quinn was asleep.

When I deserve you, I will come and find you, my promise.