Beginning Our Life

Last Time: Just as Sarah thought her pregnancy was getting easier, Puck threw her for a loop and doubted his father skills. He wanted to change his name back to Noah, but Sarah fought and wouldn't allow it. Puck then decided to shave his head of the mohawk to look more like a dad and college student. To finish it off, Puck was scared that he'd be a bad dad because of his own. And that's what you missed on Beginning Our Life

Disclaimer: I don't own Glee or any songs that I may put in here.

Best Friend Disappointed

Puck's Point of View

It was a hundred and two degrees. One hundred and freakin two degrees. I think I'm going to die even with the air conditioner on high.

I was sitting on the living room floor with Sarah between my legs, the two of us barely watching the news. Ms. Carole and Burt had gone to some birthing class. Kurt was out with Blaine trying to find somewhere cool. Finn went over Artie's to play video games. Grace was laying on the kitchen floor coloring a picture and making a birthday list, even though her birthday isn't for another two months.

The news started talking about how today broke the record for its previous temperature in history. I flicked off the tv and leaned back against the couch, the soft suede sticking to the sweat on my bare back.

"I'd rather be stuck in a snow storm," Sarah breathed.

I glanced at her face to see it a light red with stray pieces of fallen hair from her sloppy bun sticking to it, she looked miserable, "Do you need anything?"

She gave a weak smile, "Some ice would probably feel good."

I nodded and turned my head to the direction of the kitchen, "Grace! Bring us a cup of ice!"

Sarah laughed and slid down so her head was at the top of my thigh, "Don't boss your sister around."

I shrugged, "She's not doing anything and is already in the kitchen."

Sarah smiled and closed her eyes.

Grace slowly walked over to us, "Here you go."

"Thank you," I took the cup from Grace before she trudged back to where she came from.

I glanced at Sarah and got an idea. I grabbed an ice cube from the cup and set it in the middle of her chest under her chin.

Sarah gasped at the sudden coldness and sat up, sending the ice cube down into her grey tank top, "Noah!"

I laughed, "I thought you were calling me Puck."

Sarah rolled her eyes, "You put an ice cube on me!" she reached into her shirt and pulled out the quickly melting ice.

"What're you gonna do about it?" I taunted.

Sarah had a wicked gleam in her eye as she grabbed a handful of ice from the cup and reached into my basketball shorts where she dumped it.

"Sarah!" I yelled as I pushed her off me.

Sarah laughed, "Payback."

"That was really cold," I muttered, while picking the ice out.

The door bell rang and Sarah stood up, "I'll be right back."

"And I'll be waiting," I winked while staring at her bootie shorts.

Sarah laughed and walked away to the front door. I heard her open it and gasp. I was about to stand up when I heard her start talking.

"What are you doing here?" Sarah asked.

"I came to see if you wanted to do something today," a girl answered, I vaguely recognized it as Sarah's friend Liz's voice.

"Um...I-I can't," Sarah choked out.

I stood and walked over to them.

As I came into view, Liz smiled, "Noah! You shaved your head!"

I nodded, "Yeah, hi Liz."

Out of the corner of my eye, I noticed Sarah wrap her arms around her protruding stomach.

Liz noticed this as well, "You ok, Sars? Are you sick?"

Sarah shook her head and stepped in front of me so I could wrap my own arms around her, "No, I'm fine."

Liz's eyes took in our joined arms and squinted her eyes. She walked forward and gently moved mine and Sarah's hands with slight difficulty. She gasped and jumped back, "Sarah, please tell me you just gained some weight."

Sarah broke from my grasp, "I'm sorry."

"How could you be so irresponsible?" Liz yelled, "Oh my God, Sarah, I thought you were better than this! But really, you're no different than all those cheerleaders! What were you thinking?"

I watched as tears formed in Sarah's eyes at her best friend's words. I had a feeling this moment was going to happen sooner or later.

"Liz, you don't understand," Sarah pleaded.

Liz raised her eyebrows, "What don't I understand? Are you not pregnant? Because it sure looks like it."

Sarah sobbed, "Yes, I'm pregnant, but-"

"But what?" Liz exploded, "Let me guess, Noah loves you and he promises to stand by you because I know you're keeping the baby, that's just the kind of person you are. How do you know he'll always be there?"

I snapped at her words and pushed Sarah behind me, "I think you should leave now."

Liz glared at me, "You're ruining her life, you know that. You're really letting her go through with this?"

I tried to ignore Sarah's soft cries from behind me as my gaze went red with fury, "Shut up and go away. Call Aiden and have him come get you."

"I broke up with Aiden when he started pushing me to do things I wasn't comfortable with. Looks like I made the right choice, wouldn't have wanted to end up like Sarah," Liz shot back.

I stepped forward, "Leave."

Liz sent one last glare at Sarah before turning and leaving the house. I watched her get in her car and drive off before turning to see my girlfriend now full blown crying behind me.

"Sarah," I whispered and pulled her in my arms, "Shh."

"She's right, she's right," Sarah cried, "I'm no better than Santana or Brittany or y-"

The words stopped on her lips and I froze. "Or you." The silent words echoed in my ears.

Sarah paused as well and stepped back, "No, Noah, I didn't say anything. I didn't mean it like that."

I shook my head, her voice screaming the unsaid words in my head. Somewhere in there, Liz's added as well, "You're ruining her life." A picture of Sarah with short, bright pink hair, tattoos, and piercings jumped into my head. She was gonna turn out like Quinn.

I walked past Sarah and went in the bathroom. I was vaguely aware of stripping from my few clothes and going underneath the freezing cold water. There was a pounding on the door, but I didn't lock it, they can come in whenever.

I can't believe I'm doing this. I'm such a girl. Throwing a little hissy fit just because my girlfriend and mother of my child kind of backhanded me. Hesitantly, I turned off the water and stepped out of the shower. The pounding had stopped, but I could hear a soft sobbing from the other side of the door. I knew who was waiting for me, so I didn't bother pulling on my sweat soaked shorts. Instead, I threw on a towel and opened the door.

I was shocked, to say the least, when I saw my sister curled in the fetal position against the wall. It was then that I heard another cry come from Sarah's room and realized that she must be there.

I tried to cover myself as I lowered next to Grace, "What's wrong?" I winced at the gruffness in my voice, it didn't exactly sound soothing like I intended.

Grace looked up and rubbed her swollen eyes, "You and Sarah are fighting."

I sighed, "We're not fighting."

"Yeah you are," Grace rolled her eyes, "I'm not stupid."

I stared down at the ground in silence.

"Are you getting rid of the baby now?" Grace whispered, "I heard what that girl told Sarah and what Sarah said. Is she gonna give the baby away?"

I glanced at Grace, understanding why she was crying. She thought she was going to lose another niece, or maybe nephew.

"I won't let that happen," I said softly.

Grace gave a weak smile before launching herself on me, "I'm always on your side, Noah."

I chuckled since that won't always be the case, but decided to just take the compliment, "Thanks monster."

Grace pulled away and wiped her eyes, "I'm not a monster."

I smiled and stood, tightly holding onto the towel, "How long has Sarah been in there for?"

Grace shrugged and stood as well, "She stopped beating the door after like five minutes."

I ran a hand over my head and sighed, "Thanks."

"Yup," Grace smiled softly, "Now I have to get back to my birthday list."

I laughed and watched her skip back to the kitchen. I made my way to Sarah's, and my, bedroom door. I cracked it open to see Sarah sobbing into her pillow with such force I was scared she was going to hurt herself.

I gently sat on the bed and pulled her on my lap against my chest. Sarah made no movement to recognize me and continued crying. I slowly ran a hand up her back and settled it on her neck.

After about ten minutes of nonstop tears, Sarah pulled away from my shoulder, "I'm sorry," she muttered.

"It's fine," I whispered.

Sarah nodded and settled back down. Her head went underneath my chin, "Don't hate me, please."

"I could never hate you," I replied.

Sarah didn't reply and stayed put. After another moment of silence, she sat up and got off the bed, "It's too hot for this."

I laughed, "Take a cold shower, it feels good."

Sarah smirked and rubbed her red eyes, "I can tell."

I remembered that I hadn't changed and was still in the navy towel. I felt a blush rise to my face as I rubbed the back of my neck, "Well...you were crying...I needed to get to you."

Sarah smiled and watched me. Finally, she said, "I need some Asprin for my head. Get dressed."

I nodded at her back as she left the room. I slid down from the mattress and walked to the closet where I pulled out a pair of basketball shorts and a t-shirt. I smirked when I noticed Ms. Carole was actually putting my clothes in this closet and not the one upstairs that just contained a few of my clothes from her attempting to push me back up there.

After changing, I went into the kitchen where Sarah was laying next to Grace on the tile floor. They were laughing and talking softly.

I smiled at them and lowered myself down to the ground, "What're you guys doing?"

Grace's eyes widened and she giggled before rolling away, "You can't know."

I winked at Sarah before pretending to be hurt, "What? But I'm your big brother!"

Grace shrugged and smiled, "It's for you though."

Now I really was surprised, "What?"

Sarah smiled at me over Grace's head. When she attempted to wink, I lost it. My head fell down onto my arms as the laughter erupted from my chest. Sarah started laughing as well. She sounded so happy and different from earlier, making the grin on my face grow. Grace's giggle added into mine and Sarah's, but I had a feeling she had no idea why we were laughing.

Once we had laughed until our sides hurt, I saw a shine of sweat on both Sarah and Grace's faces, meaning I probably did as well.

I slowly sat up, "Anyone want ice cream?"

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Grace plopped down on the curb between me and Sarah with her chocolate dipped cone, "Thanks Noah."

"No problem monster," I smiled.

Grace rolled her eyes and set her head on Sarah's shoulder.

Sarah promptly pushed Grace off, "It's too hot."

Grace stuck her tongue out at the girl she considers a sister who just laughed.

I hit the back of Grace's head, "Don't stick your tongue out, it's rude. Put it to good use in your ice cream."

Grace laughed softly and took a bite of her cone. Sarah smiled and sipped her chocolate shake. I just shrugged and ate a spoonful of my sundae.

I watched as Sarah stared out in the parking lot at the passing cars. Her hand drew circles on her stomach as her tongue played with the straw in her cup.

I reached a hand behind Grace and touched Sarah's back softly, "You alright?" I whispered.

Sarah blinked and broke from her trance, "Yeah," she smiled, "Perfect."

Grace was unaware of what I said, but added in anyways, "Mine is perfect too. Do you guys want a bite?"

"No thanks," Sarah said softly.

Grace's big eyes turned towards me and I shook my head, "I'm good. Want some of my sundae though?"

Grace nodded and her small hands wrapped around mine on the bowl and spoon as she took a bite.

"Aww, how sweet," I froze at Santana's voice.

"Who's that with Sarah?" Brittany asked.

"I think that's Puck. Is that his daughter?" Sugar replied.

Sarah and I looked up to see the three of them walking towards us from Brittany's car. Grace barely paid attention as she continued licking the hot fudge off my spoon that I was still holding for her.

"What'd you do to your head Puckerman?" Santana asked.

"I shaved it," I answered.

Brittany and Sugar ignored us as they went in line to get their own ice cream. Santana, however, stood in front of us, "How's your summer been?"

"Good," Sarah smiled up at her.

Santana glanced down at her and noticed the baby bump, "Looks like little Puckerman is finally appearing."

Sarah nodded, "They make it a little difficult to sleep, but it's fine."

I stared at her, I didn't know Sarah was having a hard time sleeping. I realized I must have said that aloud when Santana started laughing.

"Are you that clueless that you don't even notice when your girlfriend can't sleep? Don't you sleep in the same bed?" Santana smirked.

Before I could shoot back, Sarah opened her mouth, "He falls asleep the second his head hits the pillow and I've never mentioned it before."

Santana shrugged and looked up at Brittany who was calling her over to order, "I gotta go. Save us these spots?"

Sarah and I nodded as Santana stepped around us to join Brittany and Sugar.

"She's always fun," I muttered.

Sarah laughed, "She's nice," she said to defend the Latina.

I rolled my eyes, "Because of," I nodded my head at Grace eating her cone between us.

Sarah smirked and silently offered her drink. I nodded and took a sip of the shake.

"Can I have some?" Grace asked.

I took another drink before passing it back to Sarah and shook my head, "No, you've had enough. Eat your own ice cream."

Sarah laughed, "Finish your own and maybe when you're done I'll give you some."

Grace nodded and quickly started eating her ice cream. Sarah and I laughed while watching her.

The sound of sandals hitting cement sounded and soon enough, Brittany and Sugar were sitting next to Sarah with Santana on my other side.

Brittany struck up a conversation with Grace while Sugar talked to Sarah about her new summer wardrobe.

Santana elbowed my stomach, "Why the hair?"

I shrugged, "I'm gonna be a dad."

Santana nodded in understanding and took a bite of her blizzard, "What's with Sarah?"

I glanced at my girlfriend to see her sitting cross legged in front of Sugar talking about her new maternity clothes. I turned back to Santana and took a deep breath, "Her best friend-well, now ex best friend-came over this morning and yelled at Sarah for getting pregnant and ruining her life and all this other crap." The anger I felt earlier returned with each word I spit from my mouth.

Santana knew this and put a hand on my knee, "Calm down, it's over."

"Yeah, we were almost over," I whispered, "I swear I thought Sarah was going to break up with me."

"She wouldn't do that," Santana assured.

"I hope not," I muttered.

"You should take her on a date," Santana suggested.

"We already go on dates, plus we live together," I told her.

"Going to pick out maternity clothes or buy pregnancy books doesn't count as a date, idiot," Santana scoffed, "Do something romantic."

I rolled my eyes, "I don't know if I'm actually good in that department."

"I know, I dated you," Santana muttered, "Just think of something. Maybe take her out to a fancy dinner and a movie or," she hit the back of my head, "Take her out in the middle of the night. She can't sleep anyways, might as well have some fun."

I nodded and glanced back at Sarah who was now laughing with the other girls. I could do that, either one of those options was doable, maybe I'll combine them.

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I woke to Sarah's foot kicking my thigh. The blankets were off of us and we were in as little clothing as possible. It was still so, so hot.

"Sarah," I whispered.

Sarah's movement stopped and I heard her start to snore, or at least pretend to.

"Sarah, I know you're awake," I said.

Sarah flipped over so she was facing me, "You didn't have to wake up for me."

"You kicked me," I stated.

"I'm sorry, I couldn't get comfortable," Sarah said softly.

I glanced at the clock and saw that it was 1:13, "You haven't fallen asleep in the two hours since we came in here?"

Sarah blushed in the moonlight and shook her head.

I sighed and put my arms out, "Come here."

"No, I can't squish her," Sarah moved farther away from me against the wall.

My arms fell to my sides, "Her?"

Sarah blushed again, "I think our baby's a girl, I should have told you."

"No, it's fine," I whispered. A girl. Wow. Of course, that's just her opinion, the baby could be a boy. We didn't know yet.

"Maybe I will be able to sleep if we're closer to you," Sarah smiled.

I smiled back and pulled her against my chest, careful to not hurt her stomach, "Close your eyes."

I felt Sarah's eyelashes brush against my skin and tried to push away the feeling that I was going to start sweating soon from the close contact and heat.

"Thanks...for everything," Sarah whispered.

My hand knotted itself in the back of Sarah's tank top, "You're welcome."

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A/N: Did you like it? Santana was in it again, only because she's one of my favorite characters. Do you like when she's in it? Are there any certain people you want to see? After next chapter, I've sort of run out of ideas, so can you please give me some? Thanks so much! PLEASE REVIEW with any questions, comments, concerns, or suggestions! I love to hear from you!

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Sneak Peak: I blinked and realized why I felt like I was flying, someone was carrying me through the house.

Sarah and Puck have some fun next chapter.