They'd already lost that Rory kid a couple of days ago, Puck didn't care too much about that, but the others did, especially Quinn. He felt bad for her, but otherwise forgotten her existence when Rachel became sick. Not a "I got a cold, give me a few days and I'll be fine" type sick, a hard-hitting illness that impacted the entire group with such an effect that they forgotten about themselves and their own troubles, and became focused on making Rachel better.
It was soon decided that Puck would leave the house for the first time since Rory got killed. Finn came along too of course, he was concerned about Rachel too. He loved her, still. Puck had to pity the poor guy, he had nobody now. His heart remained with Rachel, no other girl could hold it like she did, even after all these years.
Ohio was now deserted of human life, so far anyway. The army's plans of coming in to "Save The World" either completely failed or they just forgot to go ahead with it. Either way, they were having to fend for themselves now.
When Puck and Finn reached the main square, they went searching for medical supplies. Puck and Finn remained together, as hard as it was. Both intended to keep her alive. Both intended to fight for her love.
"Look.. Over there. I see a pharmacy. Should we go in?" Finn gestured over to the store, holding onto his gun a little tighter. "No Hudson, let's go to McDonald's. Of course we should go in there, idiot." Puck briskly walked ahead of Finn, stepping over broken glass and bodies, slowly entering the store. Finn followed soon after.
"These things are sneaky, they'll come up behind you and you'll have no idea. So don't get distracted by those kid magazines over there." Puck spoke harshly to Finn, feeling like he deserved it, as they scanned through the shelves.
"Yeah, yeah, whatever. Just let's look for supplies, okay? For Rachel." Huh, trust Finn to be all calm now. No chairs to kick I guess, Puck thought.
During shoving countless medical supplies into bags, a distant groaning was heard from outside the store. Damn, Walkers. Finn tilted his gun to where the noise originated from, and waited for the Walker to come inside.
Soon enough, it did. God, those things were disgusting and the stench was indescribable. Puck decided to let Finn take this one down, they'd have a story for when they returned. Conversation was running pretty dry these days, he figured Finn telling his story would start some sort of talk within the group.
The evening soon came, and neither Finn nor Puck were anywhere near Santana's. They decided to root for anymore food and other supplies in another store, when a bunch of Walkers decided to make their appearance. Puck thought this was Finn's fault, loud noises attracted them the most aside from the smell of humans and Finn only used a gun.
"What the hell are we gonna do now? There's about twenty of them here!" growled Puck when he slashed another Walker over the top of their head with a knife.
"I don't know, just keep focused. Don't freak out." Who was he? A trainer for a boxing match? Puck figured he was right anyway, soon setting to work on destroying these things once and for all. Killing until they forgotten how to do anything else, their minds focused on that one thing.
After what seemed like hours, Puck and Finn set back for the house, feeling proud of themselves for what the two young men had achieved, though they wouldn't congratulate each other. Finn didn't talk much either, he considered that lucky. That guy really aggravated him.
Soon after arriving back at Santana's, Puck instantly felt on edge, like something had gone horribly wrong. After the door being unlocked and both of them being let inside, Puck noticed Rachel wasn't downstairs with the others. Its fine, she's just sleeping, he tried to persuade himself, but he just couldn't.
"Where's Rachel?" Puck's question didn't get answered so he asked it again, the aggression in his voice clearly showing. He could feel Finn practically shaking with anger beside him. "WHERE'S RACHEL!" Santana looked at Puck when she explained, stepping further away from him.
"Well, you and Finn were gone for so long, and she was getting worried, I told her you'd be back soon, but she didn't listen, and she wanted to leave to come and find you both-"
"So you LET her! SHE'S SICK!"
"Do you think I'm stupid? Of course I know she is, but she would. Not. Listen to me in the slightest!"
"You should of tied her down, knocked her out, I don't know, but that is the worst thing you could of possibly done! Now she's out there, alone, in the night when those THINGS are out there waiting to eat her guts out! I can't believe this Santana."
"I'm sorry Puck, but.. She just really wanted to see you."
"Well I don't think she's going to see me again is she now that she's went out there without any-Wait. Where's my gun? It was here earlier."
Santana sighed as if the answer was obvious and answered Puck. "Rachel took the gun. It took a lot of persuading to do so, but in the end she did. You should thank me."
"Thank you? That isn't possible as you've just let the one person I care most about out of here and into a world full of killing freaks! Didn't you listen to anything I told you last time when Rory got eaten?" Quinn flinched, but Puck didn't acknowledge he brought back bad memories for her. " Loud noises attract them, and what does Rachel have? A gun. You've basically killed her yourself." Puck continued to shout at Santana, seeing the tears fill up in her eyes. Good. She deserved it.
"Look man.. Calm down.. We'll go find Rachel, okay? There's no point sticking around here when she's out there." Finn started to prepare a new gun, and stick a bigger knife into his pocket in case the Walkers got too close and his gun malfunctioned. He was angry at Santana too, but he wouldn't show it. All he wanted was Rachel back with them, even if he wasn't the one she'd be most looking forward to seeing.
Finn and Puck soon said their goodbyes, and set off in search of Rachel.
