"Rachel! Raaaaaaachel." Puck was standing in front of her house yelling at her window.
Finally she opened the window and looked down at him. "Noah, what are you doing? It's three thirty in the morning!"
"I wannnet to see you."
"Are you drunk again?" She whined. "Please tell me you walked here."
"I did." He says this like he's super proud. "Is gay daddies home?"
"Stay there." She hissed, pulling her head back inside. She walked downstairs and out into the front yard where he was standing. "It is freezing out here."
"S'cuz you're not wearin shoooooes." He told her. "Here, I get you."
He moves like he's going to try to pick her up, but he just knocks both of them over.
"Come inside with me." She grabbed his hand and pulled him inside. "Where's your coat anyway? You know, just because there's no snow on the ground does not mean it's appropriate to wear summer clothing."
"Shh, don't wake daddies up."
"Daddies aren't here." She mimicked him. "Here, drink this."
He took it from her and tried to throw it back like a shot. Being that it was a glass of water, that did not go well.
"Noah." She shook her head. "Go sit down on the couch while I clean this up."
"Sorry baby."
"It's fine." She sighed. "And how many times have I told you to stop calling me baby?"
"It's a free country, babe." He exaggerated the 'b' and stumbled out of the way when Rachel tried to hit him with a dish towel.
"Where have you been, anyway?" She called. "I don't like the thought of you wandering around Lima in November drunk at night without the proper apparel on."
"You take good care'a me."
"I just wish I didn't have to do it so often." She answered, walking into the living room to find him laying on the couch. "So what happened, Noah. What's wrong?"
"Nuthin."
She knocked his feet off the couch so she could sit down. "You know I'm not going to let you go to sleep until you tell me."
"My dad." He mumbled. "Fugger called n' talked to Sarah. Got her all worked up n' Ma was cryin. Shit. Ain't your dads got anymore booze?"
"That's the last thing you need." She told him. "I'm sorry."
"What for?"
"I can tell the call upset you too. I know you better than that. I've been taking care of your stupid drunk behind for months."
"Cuz your my hot lil jew princess."
She rolled her eyes. "I guess."
"Sorry I woke you up."
"That's okay. I'm honored that you trust me enough to always come to me in these situations."
"Not always. Only when I can't get you outta my head. Couldn't stop thinkin bout you tonight."
"Noah, please don't do this right now." She begged.
"You know I'd treat you better than him."
"Finn and I are not breaking up." She repeated for what felt like the thousandth time.
"You're never gonna see me the way I see you. I'm not good enough."
"Don't say that about yourself. There's nothing wrong with you."
"What can I do to make you look at me the way you look at him?"
"Noah. I love Finn. He loves me. You need to stop doing this. It's bad for you."
"I could love you." He mumbled quietly.
She closed her eyes and sighed heavily. "I know. You need to get over me."
"You need to get outta my head." He shot back, getting angry.
"I have no control over your mind."
"Fuck you, that's a lie. M'not s'posed to feel like this. I can get any chick in Lima and m'chasin after you? Rachel Berry? Manhands? The hell's wrong with this picture. I don't get turned down by girls like you. S'gotta be some Jedi mind trick."
Rachel stood up suddenly and stomped to the stairs.
"Where you goin?" Puck asked.
"To bed." She answered. "I'm not going to sit down here in the middle of the night to be insulted by you just because you're unhappy with your life. Stay, leave, I don't care. Just leave me alone and let me sleep."
"Baby, don't." He whined like he was going to cry. "Don't leave me. M'sorry. Just come sit here with me. I won't talk no more."
She thought about it for a moment, and gave in to him, resuming her place next to him.
"I'm only staying until you go to sleep." She said. "And it's only because I'm a good person."
"Th'best."
"I thought you weren't going to talk anymore."
He smiled and stretched out, putting his head in her lap. She rolled her eyes and rested one hand on his arm and the other on his head.
"Goodnight Noah."
"I love you, Rach."
"I know you do."
