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For Me, It Wasn't Over: Chapter 4

Puck groaned as the bell over the door at Sheets and Things rang. Because of the baby, he had had to quit football, along with basketball and baseball, and had to take his job at Sheets and Things back for a few months. He figured he could make as much money as possible until he started to show. His mother and Dr. Potter were still working out the details of keeping him home from school once he did start showing, but Puck couldn't be worried about helping.

He leaned against the counter, running a hand over his tired face. The morning-ha, what a joke how about all the time-sickness was still coming and even though he was starving, almost every time he ate he just ended up throwing it all back up. Dr. Potter said that once he passed his first trimester-about a month from now-the morning sickness should let up a bit. Puck wasn't sure he could wait that long.

He looked over to the door, letting out a gasp when he saw who was walking in. Kurt stood there smiling at a boy in a Dalton uniform. When the Dalton boy turned, Puck saw it was Blake? Bland? Blaine! That's what his name was. He had met the boy once when he had snuck to Westerville to see Kurt and the dude had always been pretty cool about Kurt and Puck's situation, which made Puck happy. It was easier to sneak into Dalton to mess around since Blaine said he'd never tell.

Kurt and Puck's secret relationship had been going on for about four months when that situation with Karofsky had gotten out of hand. Puck had begged Kurt not to transfer, promising to keep him safe from the jock who was determined to make his life a living hell. Kurt would always point out that Puck couldn't do much without getting sent back to juvie, but Puck never gave up. The week after Kurt had left, Puck had been miserable. He had moped around for days and even got in a fight with Karofsky. That was the first time Kurt had snuck home; throwing rocks at Puck's window until the boy came downstairs to let him in. This became a routine; Puck sneaking to Dalton and getting inside through the side door that contained the stairs leading to Kurt's room or Kurt sneaking home and throwing rocks at Puck's window. Had their relationship not been a major secret all the sneaking around might have been romantic.

"Jeff spilt punch all over my sheets last night," Blaine said, shaking his head as he laughed. "Surprisingly he hadn't even been drinking. That boy has way too much energy and way too little coordination."

"So we just need to get you new sheets?" Kurt said with a grin.

"Yup. Jeff said he'd reimburse me for them and that I didn't have to go cheap. So off to the good stuff!" Puck watched as the two Warblers walked off, giggling to each other. He wondered if Kurt was dating Blaine. He hoped not; how could Kurt just move on so quick? They had been "together" for close to eight months. There was no way the boy could just forget Puck after all of that, right?

"That's Puck, isn't it?" Blaine whispered as he and Kurt eyed the wall of sheets in front of them.

"Don't be stupid, Blaine," Kurt said with an irritated growl. "Puck's at football practice. He hasn't worked here since the beginning of last year."
Kurt turned around to see who Blaine had pointed out with every intention of pointing out every difference between the man and his former lover. But when he spotted the man, he gasped.

"Oh my Gaga, that's Puck," he whispered, his eyes wide as he turned back to Blaine.

"Told you so," Blaine mumbled with a roll of his eyes, but Kurt wasn't paying attention.

"Umm, I'll be right back…" the teen whispered before walking away.

"But what about my sheets?" Blaine called out, but Kurt simply waved him off.

"Hey," Kurt said quietly, stepping up behind Puck. "How are you?" Puck jumped, turning around to look at Kurt with a raised eyebrow.

"Um, fine," Puck said, shifting awkwardly.

"Since when do you work here again? Shouldn't you be at football?" Puck sighed, looking away from Kurt's expectant face.

"I-I had to quit. Apparently I have this, um, weird stomach disorder thing." Kurt's eyes grew wide and Puck frantically shook his head. "It's not a big deal, like it's not deadly or anything." 'I hope,' he whispered to himself.

"So…so what's going to happen?" Kurt asked, reaching a hand out for Puck's arm but stopping himself half way there. He let his arm drop back down to his side, clearing his throat.

"I, uh, I'm probably going to have to have surgery," Puck said, smiling on the inside when he realized that he technically didn't lie. "And lots of doctor's appointments and all that kind of stuff. It's just not safe to, um, play football or sports and stuff. And besides, I need the money. The pool cleaning business doesn't do much during the winter."

"Oh," Kurt said awkwardly, looking back to where Blaine was comparing two different sets of sheets. "I, uh, how have you been?"

"Don't," Puck growled, turning to walk away. "Don't make this any harder on either of us than it has to be. You wanted out, you're out. That's it. No need to pretend that you liked me outside the bedroom."

"Puck, I-"

"Just forget it, Kurt. Hope you're happy with Bland."

"My names, Blaine, thanks," Blaine said rolling his eyes as he came to stand beside Kurt. Puck just huffed before taking off towards the bathroom, letting Mr. Shuester's ex now he didn't feel well before he did.

"What was that about?" Blaine asked, turning to a miserable looking Kurt.

"I don't want to talk about it. Get those ones," Kurt said, pointing to a package of silky sheets in Blaine's hand.

Puck once again found himself sitting in the waiting room of Dr. Potter's office with his mother. He was in his third month and the doctor claimed that the morning sickness should be dying down now. He also said that they'd be able to hear the baby's heartbeat today.

"Noah?" A smiling nurse said from the door and the Puckerman's followed her down the hall. Puck went through the steps of getting his weight and vitals taken and his stomach measured. Although his stomach still looked flat, Puck was pretty sure his six-pack abs were becoming less defined. He was pretty sure he'd be showing soon and wasn't exactly sure how he felt about that.

"Good afternoon, Noah, Mrs. Puckerman!" Dr. Potter exclaimed as he walked into the examination room. "How have you been feeling, Noah?"

"Still throwing up all the time," Puck mumbled, one hand laying one his stomach where he knew the baby was growing.

"I can't say it'll disappear entirely, but it should cut back now that you've hit your third month." The doctor stepped closer to Puck, listening to his heart and stomach using his stethoscope. He gently pushed on Puck's shoulders, causing him to lay back as he pulled the ultrasound machine up close to the table.

"How about we check on that baby of yours?" Dr. Potter asked with a smile. Puck just nodded, suddenly nervous. He lifted his shirt up, his jeans already low enough on his hips to be out of the way.

"This is going to be cold," the doctor warned, squirting a clear gel onto Puck's stomach. Puck tensed up, letting out a shuttering breath as the cold seeped into his body for a moment. Dr. Potter chuckled as he flipped on the machine and touched a weird baton on top of the gel. After a few seconds, a loud whooshing sound filled the room.

"That's your baby's heartbeat, Noah," Dr. Potter said quietly. "And right here?" the man pointed out a small pea sized blob on the screen-"That's your baby." Puck felt tears well up in his eyes as he watched the screen, his mother squeezing his hand tightly. He roughly brushed the tears away from his eyes, sniffing uncomfortably.

"Stupid baby hormones," he whispered, and Ruth laughed as she bent down to kiss his forehead.

"That's my grandbaby," she said with a sad smile, and for the first time Puck was glad that he was pregnant because he wasn't the only one getting something out of this. True, he got to keep a part of Kurt, but his mother was getting a grandchild that she could actually hold. She had been excited about Beth, but had never had the chance to meet her before she had been adopted by Rachel's mother. Puck wasn't going to let her down like that again.

"I love you, Ma," Puck whispered as Dr. Potter whipped the gel off of his stomach and printed out a copy of the ultrasound for the family to keep. Ruth smiled down at her son, kissing his knuckles.

"I love you too, baby."

"Finn! Finn dude you got to see this!" Puck called through the Hummel-Hudson house. He grinned at Carole, who had let him into the house, and headed for the stairs. Kurt stuck his head out of his room but rolled his eyes when he saw it was Puck. He was still a little bitter about what the former jock had said to him at Sheets and Things and didn't want to even see the boy, let alone talk to him. Puck paused for a moment when he saw Kurt, but kept walking towards Finn's room.

"Dude!" Puck exclaimed with a large smile on his face as he shut the door behind him. "Look!" He held out the copy of the ultrasound Dr. Potter had given him, the huge smile on his face getting impossibly bigger.

"Is that?" Finn asked, jumping off his bed to get a closer look. Puck nodded shoving the picture into his best friends face.

"That's my baby," he said quietly, keeping in mind that the rest of Puck's family was home.

"Wow," Finn breathed out, a goofy grin forming on his face. "Are you showing yet?"

Puck bit his lip as he lifted his shirt up, shaking his head slightly. "No, but my abs are kind of loosening up, so probably soon." He took the picture back from Finn, sitting on the foot of the bed and running a finger over it gently as he smiled.

"I know you don't want to, Puck," Finn started out quietly, moving to sit next to his best friend. "But I really think you should tell Kurt. He's big on family and I know he wants to have a big one when he gets older. He wouldn't just throw you and this kid away, you know?" Puck sighed, clearing his throat awkwardly when his damn baby hormones acted up and caused his eyes to fill with tears again.

"I know you think I'm being stupid about this," Puck whispered, keeping his gaze low. "I mean, you and I-hell even Kurt-know what it's like growing up with only one parent and I must be pretty selfish to bring that on my own kid. But I care about Kurt. I care about him a lot. He's better than me, than this school, and this stupid town. The likely hood of me making it out of here now that I'll have this kid is slim. And I know if I told him he'd stay with me, at least for the baby's sake. I'm not going to force him to stay in Lima the rest of his life. He's miserable already; imagine how he'll be when we're 30? I just can't do that to someone I lo-like that much."

Finn caught the slip and smiled at his best friend slightly. Reaching out and patting Puck on the shoulder he sighed.

"Just because you got knocked up at seventeen doesn't mean you have to get stuck in Lima. I mean I bet you can get all kinds of scholarships for being a daddy at such a young age. Or would you be the mommy? Ow!" Finn huffed, glaring halfheartedly at his best friend who had just cracked him upside the head. "I was joking! Jeeze. But as I was saying, you can get awesome scholarships and get a good paying job. You could get you and Kurt and this baby out of this stupid town where you know no one is ever going to accept you. You'll just have to work at it." Puck sighed, his eyes dropping to the floor. He clapped Finn on the back before standing up and making his way to the door. Half in the hallway, he turned back to Finn.

"I'll think about it man," Puck said. "Just…just don't tell Kurt until I figure something out, okay?" He made his way down the stairs as Kurt left his room. With a confused look, the Warbler walked into his brother's room.

"Tell me what?" He asked, his hands on his hips.

"Kurt! Uh…uh he didn't want me to tell you that he missed you! But he's trying to move on and didn't, uh, want you to feel bad or something! So, uh, pretend you didn't hear that!" Finn said quickly, his eyes wide and frantic.

"Oh," Kurt said with a defeated look. He sighed before leaving the room, not bothering to tell Finn that he missed Puck, too.

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