A/N: I'm sorry if Puck and Rachel being twins seemed kinda random. I had this entire backstory planned out for the chapter, but it accidently got deleted and by the time I realized it, I couldn't remember every single detail of it and it didn't work without every single component. I promise I will get into that in later chapters. Basically, I just wanted Rachel to have someone other than her fathers to be able to help her out with Ryder and Puck seemed like a good fit for that.
Santana and Rachel walked into the choir room, giggling about something when they were suddenly aware of the fact that they had the entire glee club staring at them. "Are we late?" Santana asked. Mr. Schue nodded.
"Oh my gosh. Mr. Schuester, I am so sorry. We lost track of time. I am so incredibly sorry." Rachel said, rushing to sit down. Santana smiled apologetically and moved to sit down next to Rachel.
"Well, now that the entire club is here, let's get started. Rachel-" he was cut off by a phone ringing. "Who's phone is that?"
"Mine." Rachel squeaked, grabbing it and answering. "Daddy, I can't talk right now." The club watched as Rachel's face went from embarrassed to worried quickly. "Oh my god. I'll be there soon." she said, hanging up.
"Rachel, where do you think you're going?" Mr. Schue asked as Rachel packed her things.
"I have to go." she muttered absently. Mr. Schue threw down the sheet music he was holding.
"Rachel, sit down! I've had enough of you leaving whenever you feel like because you think you're the star. You're not going anywhere unless you can give me a damn good reason of why you have to leave!" he yelled. Rachel whipped around.
"My son is in the hospital. Is that reason good enough for you?" she yelled. Everyone who didn't already know stared at her in shock and Santana jumped up and pulled Rachel back before the diva could jump the man.
"Go baby." she whispered. Rachel nodded and turned to her brother.
"Noah, will you drive me?" she asked. Puck nodded and packed his stuff up as well. "Come when you can, okay?" Rachel whispered. Santana nodded.
"I promise, babe." she said. Rachel and Puck left the room and Santana turned around.
"Since when does Rachel have a son?" Tina asked.
"Why didn't she tell us about him?" Artie asked.
"How did I not know about him?" Finn asked.
"Will you all just shut the hell up? Yes, Rachel has a five-year-old son. His name is Ryder. She's kept him a secret from most of this town, even me, because she didn't want yet another thing to cause her to be an outcast. I mean, she's the only child of the only openly gay married couple in this town. We live in Lima. This town is a walking bigotry movement. So that, on top of the fact that people make fun of her simply because of her personality, plus the fact that she had a baby at thirteen? She'd be the most tortured person at this school. But I don't really think she wants to hide it anymore. Its really starting to take a toll on her. So just don't bombard her with questions, okay? Just let her take care of herself and her son right now. She'll give you the details when she's ready, but don't pressure her for them until then." Santana said.
"What about the whole Puck thing?" Mike asked.
"That's their story to tell you."
"Wait. Weren't you guys friends in middle school?" Kurt asked. Santana nodded. "Why didn't you know?"
FLASHBACK
Rachel walked down the hallway of Theodore Roosevelt Middle School. She'd known about her pregnancy for about a month and she was all alone. She had her new brother, of course, and Puck was very helpful and supportive, but she really just wanted her best friend. She and Santana had hung out once since the day she'd found out about her pregnancy and it didn't really feel like they'd be hanging out much in the future either. She looked up when she heard her best friend's voice.
"And when we're all Cheerios, we'll be on top." Santana was saying as she walked down the hall with Brittany and Quinn. They were wearing their cheerleading uniforms with their hair in ponytails (Sue required that the middle school squad do that so that they'd be prepared for Cheerios in high school) and walking in unison. Santana had been a cheerleader since sixth grade, but it had never effected their friendship. Then Quinn Fabray moved to town and it seemed that all Santana wanted to do was impress the new head cheerleader. Quinn decided almost immediately that she didn't like Rachel and though at first Santana defended her best friend, she slowly began to go along with the teasing when Rachel wasn't around.
"Look at Berry." Quinn said, laughing at the way Rachel was pathetically staring at them. "I bet she just wants to come over here and make out with us." she said. Santana winced.
"Come on, Q, that's a little much." she said. Quinn glared at her.
"If you want to defend her, then go hang out with her. Just know that you won't be welcome back." she said. Santana held her breath as they passed Rachel. "Hey Man Hands!" Quinn called out. Rachel sighed and raised an eyebrow in acknowledgement. "Maybe if you'd stop pining after Santana, you'd be able to get a boyfriend. That is, if you weren't so freaking horrifying." Quinn said. Rachel looked to Santana for some help, but the girl was just staring at Quinn, who nudged her. Santana took a deep breath.
"Seriously Berry. Stop stalking me. Its freaking creepy. I don't know what you do in your spare time, but leave me out of it." Santana said as they kept walking. Rachel refrained from crying until she was in the bathroom. After school, Santana caught up with Rachel by her locker. "Hey." she said softly. Rachel nodded slightly. "Do you want to hang out at my house?" Santana asked. Rachel turned her head.
"I wouldn't want you to think I'm stalking you." she snapped. Santana looked down.
"I'm sorry, Ray." Rachel sighed.
"So am I." she said. Santana smiled slightly.
"Thank God... Look, let's just hang out like old times. Do you want to come over?" she asked. Rachel shook her head.
"I'm sorry that our friendship is ending after all of these years." she said, closing her locker.
"Why... Why is it ending? I apologized." Santana said, following her.
"Because you can't take back what you said and you're just going to keep trying to please Quinn. I'm ending now so I don't get hurt even more in the future. I love you, Sanny, but I don't want you in my life anymore. I'm sorry." Rachel said, walking away.
END FLASHBACK
Santana pulled herself out of her flashback. "I just didn't, Hummel. Anyway, just leave Rachel alone, okay?" she said, turning to Mr. Schue. "Can I leave? My girlfriend needs me right now." she said, daring him to say no.
"Go ahead." he said. The angry Latina stormed out of the choir room.
Rachel rushed into the hospital to see her dad. "Dad!" Bobby turned around.
"Hey baby girl. He's going to be okay." he said.
"Did you treat him?" she asked.
"Do you really think I was going to let anyone else near him?" he asked with a smile. Rachel sighed a breath of relief. "Daddy is in there with him now. Hello Noah." he said, nodding at his son. After about three months of the two bugging them, they'd had a paternity test done and it became known that Robert Jeremy Berry was the biological father of Rachel Barbara Berry and Noah Eli Puckerman.
"Hey Dad." he said, putting an arm around his sister. "Ryder's going to be okay, Rach." he said softly. She nodded.
"Where is he?" she asked. Bobby led them down a hallway and into a room. "Hi Daddy." she said. Danny looked up from the book he was reading to Ryder and smiled. "Hey baby boy." she whispered with a smile as she walked over.
"Hi Mommy." he said as she kissed his head. He looked over at Puck and grinned. "Uncle Puckasaurus!"
"What's up little man?" he said with a grin as he stood next to his sister. Suddenly, there was a nurse at the door.
"Dr. Berry?" The entire group looked over. "There's a young woman named Santana Lopez demanding to see you. She says she's family." Rachel and Puck exchanged an amused look while the adults laughed.
"She's family, Eileen." he confirmed, turning to his daughter. "You're lucky I like that girlfriend of yours." he said. Rachel grinned and Santana quickly entered the room.
"Auntie Tana!" Ryder said. Santana smiled.
"Hey buddy. How are you feeling?" she asked.
"They gave me a bunch of candy." he said. Rachel frowned at her father.
"I didn't let him eat a lot of it." he assured her. Rachel raised an eyebrow and turned to Santana.
"How'd it go with the Glee Club?" she asked as Santana walked over to her.
"After I told them to leave you alone until you're ready, Schue let me leave. I don't think he felt like me screaming in Spanish." she said. Rachel laughed. "Cool cast, buddy." Santana commented, nodding at Ryder's lime green cast. She sat down on the bed and Ryder climbed into her lap. "I bet that if Mommy lets you come, the entire Glee Club would sign your cast for you." she said. Ryder grinned up at Rachel.
"Can I Mommy? Please? I want to watch you and Uncle Puckasauraus and Auntie Tana sing!" he said. Rachel hesitated.
"Come on, Rach. They already know about him." Puck said. Santana grinned at her and kissed the side of the boy's head. Rachel sighed and smiled.
"I guess you can come to a rehersal, baby." she said. Ryder cheered and Santana smiled at Rachel, who kissed her softly. "Do you know what you're doing?" Rachel whispered. Santana nodded.
"They aren't going to judge you. The only person outside of Glee that knows is Shane and he isn't gonna say anything. And I can guarantee you that none of them have said anything to anyone who isn't in Glee Club. Not just because you have Puck and I on your side, but because they're your friends. If you want, you can come up with some excuse if anyone outside of Glee asks you who he is." she said. Rachel rubbed the back of the Latina Cheerio's neck and nodded.
"Tomorrow?" Santana nodded.
"I think that would be good." she said, kissing Rachel.