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"Puckerman?"
Rachel and Puck had been sitting in the waiting room, nervously anticipating their doctor to call them back for their results. Rachel had decided they were finally going to get a real test done, tired of stupid store bought plastic always dashing her dreams. Puck nodded his head and grabbed Rachel's hand, leading them back into the office.
They sat quietly while her doctor went to get her paperwork together, Puck analyzing a model of the female reproductive system and Rachel laughing at him hysterically.
"Babe, I don't wanna alarm you, but I don't think you have a set of those.," he said pointing to the fallopian tubes. Rachel tried to control her laughter, looking at Puck's genuinely confused face.
"What? I'm serious! I've never seen anything like that on you!"
"Puck, those are inside me, they're connected to my uterus." Puck grimaced, shaking his head and turning away.
"Oh grow up," she said smacking his knee, "it's natural."
"Uh, no, that," he said pointing to the model again, "aint right. That's some serious Sigourney Weaver "Alien" shit." Rachel rolled her eyes, stifling another laugh as the doctor entered.
"Hi there Mrs. Puckerman, Mr. Puckerman, I'm Dr. Marilyn." They both stood to shake her hand, Rachel feeling excited and scared all at once. She squeezed Puck's hand hard, knowing that the next few moments could change the entire course of the rest of their lives.
"Well," she squealed, "are we new parents?" Dr. Marilyn smiled, opening up the file and running her hand down the page.
"I'm sorry Mrs. Puckerman, the test came back negative." This time it was Puck's turn to squeeze Rachel's hand, trying to offer her support and comfort.
"I-I don't understand," she stuttered, feeling hot tears in her eyes, "we've been trying for a year now. We're only twenty four, we're young and healthy, how come this won't happen for us?" Puck leaned over and wrapped his arm around her, wishing he could do anything to stop her tears. It killed him to see her hurting so badly and knowing he could do nothing to help.
"Mrs. Puckerman I am very sorry, but its not quite as easy to get someone pregnant as you think." Rachel guffawed and Puck coughed to hide his laugh.
"Honest, there's a lot that goes into the process and even the smallest things can disrupt conception.," she offered, trying to cheer her up, "But just to be safe, do either of you smoke?"
"No.," they chimed together.
"Drink?"
"No."
"Have a history of drug use?"
"Let me tell you."
"Do any kinds of cancers or diseases run in your family?"
"No!"
"Does anyone in your families have a problem with fertility?"
"Err," Puck grunted, wondering if this was the appropriate time for a trip down memory lane, "I uh, I had a baby in high school." Dr. Marilyn just stared, surprised by Puck's little tid bit of information.
Puck and Rachel never talked about it much, seeing as it wasn't their best high school memory. Quinn and Puck had decided when the baby was born that it was best to give the little girl up for adoption. He had promised Rachel that he never regretted his decision, knowing it had been best for everyone involved. Rachel had nodded and agreed with him, yet some part of her knew that deep down Noah Puckerman had wanted to be her father.
"Oh," the doctor mumbled surprised. She quickly grabbed Rachel's papers again and began looking them over once more.
"You know Mrs. Puckerman if you're truly concerned, I can run a few simple tests and give you a physical.," she offered.
"Yes," Rachel said perking up, "Yes that'd be great, thank you so much!" She hopped out of her chair, leaning down to place a small kiss on Puck's forehead.
"I'll be back.," she smiled, following behind the doctor. Puck slumped down in his seat, confused as to what the hell was going on. Was something wrong with them that they didn't know? Did his junk have some sort of "Good For One Use Only" system? He rested his head in his hand, growing more and more nervous about Rachel and her test results. He prayed, to who he didn't know, that she would be alright and that nothing serious would stop them from having their baby.
