The Life of a Psychic
Summary: Rachel has been secretly psychic all her life. But after winning Regionals Junior year a violent vision comes to her that not only scares the Glee Club but also makes her decide to change things
Puckelberry
Other pairings will come and go and will definitely be side dishes for the story. The whole Puck chasing Lauren thing didn't happen for the purposes of this story.
SO HERE'S WHAT YOU MISSED: Rachel gets a vision of her death on a Broadway stage. New Directions has no idea about her psychic abilities and Puck is determined to be the one Rachel completes her Bucket List with.
Chapter 4
The next friday after the game Rachel stepped out of her last class of the day to see Puck standing there with a scheming look on his face. She eyed him warily and looked around for some clue as to his plans. She was just contemplating grabbing his hand and seeing into his immediate future but she didn't have a chance.
"C'mon babe I got big plans for us tonight." He waggled his eyebrows suggestively and started walking down the hall.
Rachel felt a blush warm her cheeks and she followed the strange boy. "Where are we going Noah?"
When he just smirked at her over his shoulder and walked into the auditorium Rachel followed, her curiousity at its highest levels to date. She followed him at a quick walk even though he was walking at a normal gate.
When they arrived at the drama storage area behind the stage Rachel's eyebrows furrowed. "Noah I will not engage in sexual activity on the stage."
Puck's head whipped around to smile deviously. "I like where your mind is Rach but we're here to snag some costumes."
Rachel arched an eyebrow. "Is this for a song for Glee?"
"Nope." Puck popped the "P" as he started rummaging through the costumes.
"Then do we have permission to borrow these costumes?"
Puck confirmed Rachel's suspicions. "Nah but we are just borrowing them. We'll bring'em back Monday." Puck pulled out a costume that was used for the highschool's rendition of Juliet. "You gotta wear this! Try it on." Rachel hesitantly took the offered garment.
"Noah I don't feel right about this. You at least need to tell me why we are doing this."
"Well since the state fair won't come till Fall I thought you'd come with me to the Renaissance Fair in Findlay." Puck shrugged nonchalantly while Rachel's face split into a grin.
"A Renaissance Fair? I've never been to one of those!" Rachel forgot her concerns about stealing the costumes and skipped over to a changing room ajoining the storage room. Puck got a smug look on his face during Rachel's excited babbling. Puck found a costume he wouldn't feel humiliated wearing. (No fuckin' way is he wearing tights)
Rachel came back out with her costume in hand and Puck frowned disappointed. "Why aren't you wearin' it?"
"We can't waltz out of the school in medieval dress Noah. We should take them to my house and get dressed there." Rachel explained reasonably.
"Ah good thinkin' Rach! Let's roll!" Puck threw his costume in Rachel's trolly bag and they went to her house.
They arrived at the Ren Fair at about an hour before sundown. Rachel took forever to do her hair in a style that reminded Puck of Belle from Beauty and the Beast. (Damn sister and her Disney movies)
Rachel looked amazing in the violet gown. It had a corset bodice with lavender lace ribbons that Rachel had tightened to show of her petite waste and her breasts were molded in the velvet top that completely showed off her shoulders and had long sleeves that were tight on her upper arms but flared out from her elbows down. The dress wasn't poofy which is why Puck picked it. It hung down loosely from her hips two slits along the sides to her knees where he saw black tights and black short heel shoes beneath.
Her only jewelry was the gold Star of David necklace that Puck was always surprised to see because it brought back flashbacks to his dreams. Though his mind didn't have to think that far back to remember the dream because even after their week long thing sophamore year he still had the dreams. It was the most common dream he had of Rachel but it was certainly not the only one.
When Rachel had seen Puck's costume she instinctively jumped into a critique about historal discrepancies but she had to admit Puck made a sexy pirate. His costume was very Jack Sparrow-esque with even the dread lock wig but the white shirt he wore that gave hints to his toned chest did very strange tingly things to Rachel.
They walked among the playtrons and interacted with the actors protraying medieval characters but Puck drew the line at some knight wannabe flirting with Rachel. They each picked a show, of course Rachel picked some Shakespear play that took FOREVER and Puck picked the jousting show. Rachel was uncomfortable sitting in the crowded wooden stands so he pulled her into his lap. Friends do that right?
They were mingling through the shoppes waiting for the bonfire feast that was going to be held in front of a makeshift castle.
"Noah this was so much fun! Thank you for bringing me." Rachel beamed and Puck got this small smile that reminded Rachel of her wedding vision. Her eyes softened and she turned her face back to the jewelry on display to hide her blush.
Throughout the day Rachel had felt her heart do some very strange things. It would skip a beat whenever she brushed against Puck and when she'd catch sight of a pretty wench eyeing him there would be a pulling feeling. She was scared of how fast she was developing feelings for McKinley's resident bad boy but she knew she always had a soft spot for him since that day in the bathroom when he apologized for all the slushies. She could already tell Puck was going to be an amazing man one day and she wished she could be there to see it.
Puck saw Rachel getting lost in her thoughts and he slung an arm across her shoulders to jolt her out of it. "Yeah pretty awesome for a first date huh?" he said casually but inside he was anything but.
Rachel's head whipped around so fast he worried she might have hurt her neck. "This is a date?"
"Duh!" Puck squeezed her into his side when he saw the blush taking over her face.
"Well you never even asked me! And we aren't wearing matching costumes..." Rachel started listing all the reasons she'd cooked up in her head for why it was obviously not a date.
"We are too wearing matching costumes, I'm a pirate and you're my sexy booty! And I didn't ask you cause then you wouldn't be a hostage." Puck explained smugly. Puck allowed his arm to drape around her waist now and then casually trailed his hand towards her ass.
Rachel burst out laughing at Puck's explanation and when she felt a large hand squeeze her bum she squealed. "Noah~! Release my behind this minute! And your logic makes absolutely no sense! How was I supposed to know if this was a date when you never asked me?"
Puck did not remove his hand just gave the taut flesh a rub and another squeeze. "So I got a minute to enjoy this? Awesome." He grinned lecherously. "It's obviously a date babe don't overthink so much."
Rachel smacked his hand away before he got his full minute and Puck fake pouted. "And why can't you say ass? You said it at the football game?"
"Well that was a competitive environment where team spirit is empowered by vulgarity." Rachel explained.
"It was awesome is what it was. Makes me want to get you to curse more." Puck grinned.
Rachel rolled her eyes and turned back to the shoppe. "You are incorigible, Noah Puckerman."
Puck eyed Rachel's profile, liking that he'd put that smile on her face. She didn't protest the idea that this was a date which was a big deal. Rachel took relationships very seriously like...matching cat calenders seriously. So if she wasn't adamently protesting this date then it was a clear green light.
So when they made their way to the feast Puck had an arm over her shoulders and was grinning like a fool and Rachel had her head ducked and was biting her lip to ward off a grin.
Rachel eyed the giant chicken leg that Puck was devouring and picked at her salad. When they'd finished they watched the show in front of the castle that featured some stuff about the King's Court with a jester and some professional dancers displaying the time periods prim dancing. Rachel watched enviously as they moved through the simple steps.
Puck noticed Rachel's eagerness and then stood up to hold out his hand. "Wanna give it a try babe?"
Rachel took to the dancing quickly and even some of the professional dancers were trying to recruit her midway through the first song while Puck was trying not to accidentally walk into anyone. But every time that he and Rachel stepped back towards each other and did the hands touching slow walk in a circle Rachel was always smiling at him adoringly.
This medieval dancing thing was not so bad in Puck's book. Far less complicated than some of the stuff New Directions did and very repetative so after the first dance he'd had the steps down. When the third dance ended and Rachel curtsied and Puck bowed, Puck stepped up to lead Rachel back to their seats by the hand.
Rachel entwined their fingers and tilted her head back to grin up at the night sky. She couldn't think of a time where she'd had more fun, especially not with a boy. Her dates with Finn were usually confined to Breadsticks but this...Noah was full of surprises that she really liked.
For their participation in the dancing they were given free tickets for seating around the bonfire. Puck rented a blanket from a booth and then laid it out twenty feet from the fire. They sat down and Rachel didn't even ask if it was okay before she snuggled up into Puck's side and stared into the fire. Puck wrapped his arms about her shoulders and laid his head on top of hers.
"Rach, I've always thought..." Puck hesitated not sure if it was a good idea to be talking like this so soon. "that...the first time around we never really gave it a shot. You know...dating. And I don't know if you are still hung up on Finn but I think..."
Rachel was trying to focus on what Puck was saying but in the middle of his first pause an actor passed in front of her field of vision, momentarily blocking the sight of the fire and it triggered a vision. 'No, not now' Rachel bemoaned in her head as Puck's voice was overpowered by the rushing and her vision blurred.
She realized immediately she was not in a normal vision. She was herself in this vision but not...because she was in the desert somewhere. The gold sand was made to look blue under the moon and she was dancing a traditional hebrew dance around a fire. She'd had visions of past lives before and most of them were lives where she was definitely jewish.
But this one was different from those because as the circular dance began to move to the right she turned to see the man with her hand clasped in his. In this life he did not have guitar caluses but he did have thick caluses from the heavy labor he undoubtedly did for the travelling tribe of hebrew people.
But his eyes were the same even if his hair was longer and he had a light beard about his face. "Noah..." she murmured. Noah turned his head to hers and smiled a smile she knew all too well from her time. The same devious one he often gave her.
"Rachel." And as the dance changed directions again he was able to lean forward and press a kiss to her hand tucked within his. She felt her heart beat ecstatically and tears welling in her eyes from sand blowing in her face.
~-~~-~-~~-Present~-~~-~-~~-
"Rachel?" Puck felt something wet drip onto his arm. He craned his head down and saw blood and water. Puck scrambled to gently pull Rachel around to see her face. Her nose again...and now tears too. Her vision came back into focus and she stared up at Puck.
"Noah?" she murmured.
"Rach, What's wrong? Look if you aren't ready or something then just tell me, I won't get mad!" Puck's brain felt like it couldn't piece together what was going on with Rachel. He started looking through her clutch for a napkin that he'd seen her tuck away at the feast and he gave it to her.
"What? No I'm ready...?" she said confused at what she'd missed in the present.
"Then why are you crying?" Puck was baffled.
"I'm just...well the emotions from this wonderful evening are just running high. I'm so happy to be here with you Noah." Rachel explained hoping it would explain away the tears and fix whatever damage had been done from her falling into a vision while he was talking.
"Then I can take you out again?" Puck asked unsure and when Rachel smiled up at him happily he took that as all the confirmation he needed. "What's with the nosebleeds Rach? Seriously..."
"It must be the heat from the fire, Noah. Don't worry." Rachel shrugged.
Puck knew better. Something was wrong and he was not going to forget to ask her about this but for now...He didn't want to ruin the night by calling her a liar or something. So he pulled her back into his arms and they listened to the music and watched the fire.
The next few days were filled with Rachel and Puck hanging out at her house and rides to and from dance classes. Rachel was happy with the casual relationship that her and Puck were developing, a more-than-friends-but-not-officially-dating vibe. The one where they went on dates but Puck hadn't yet asked if she wanted to be his girlfriend. Rachel briefly worried if she should ask him but Puck was the more relationship gun-shy of the two so he should probably initiate it. She was not happy with the guilt building in her stomach, Puck had asked several times since Regionals what the nose bleeds were about and she kept lying. And if you knew Rachel Berry then you knew she hated lying...especially in relationships. But she was pretty sure that the second Puck grasped the idea that she was claiming to see the future he would drop her like a hot potato and jump on the nearest floozy.
A more reasonable Rachel reminded her that Puck was certainly not getting sex from her yet but he was being incredibly patient and loyal. But the fear still played in the back of her mind. She'd never had these worries with Finn because he never seemed to pay attention to her enough to notice weird behavior. And back then she'd had control of her visions so no nosebleeds in public.
But it was the Glee rehearsal following the Ren Fair that everything changed...
"Alright guys! We need to start raising money for Nationals. The budget we got from Principle Figgins will pay for the hotel rooms but we will need transportation and food costs..." While Shuester rambled Puck sat behind Rachel and sent her a lewd text.
Puckzilla: wat color r ur panties babe?
When Rachel didn't even check her phone he realized she must have had it silenced. He pouted. Sometimes it sucked having a school nerd for a girlfriend...
"So that is why I purpose we have a bake sale!" Shuester finished and everyone groaned, Puck the loudest since he hated dealing with that creep Ryerson but there'd be no other way a bake sale would work.
"That is a lovely idea Mr. Shue. I was talking to Ms. Holliday after class last week and she was talking about how she would love to organize such an event." And as Rachel predicted Mr. Shue got a dopey look on his face and excused himself to go find Ms. Holliday for a chat.
Rachel stood from her seat and faced the Glee Club. They all eyed her wearily and were about to vocalize their disagreement with the bake sale idea when Rachel spoke authoritatively. "We can still do Mr. Shue's "plaid out" idea however I doubt we will be able to acquire all the funds that method. Which is why I am purposing a different option!" Rachel beamed waiting for enthusiasm but when no one shouted her down she decided to press on anyways.
"We need to get sponsors for this club not just to get to Nationals but also to keep this club going next year and for years after. Which is why I purpose we do a flash mob in downtown Lima."
"Flash?" Brittany reached for the bottom of her shirt and began to lift it. Artie swiftly grabbed her arm and Lauren scoffed "No!" from the back row.
"A flash mob is when a group of people spontaneously perform a random act in public. In this case I suggest we sing and dance down Main Street." Rachel suggested. While usually the club spitefully disagreed with public performances this particular suggestion intrigued them.
While Rachel broke out into a specific plan for the flash mob Puck noticed a pink piece of paper sticking out from her open bag. He figured that it was her bucket list and so he reached out to pull it from her bag. What he didn't know was that the list was working as a bookmark for a particular black book. When he pulled at the paper her book was swept out of the bag and almost fell to the floor but Puck caught it before it could slap on the floor.
He opened the book to remove the list and was about to close it when the last sentence on the page caught his eye.
The nosebleeds are drawing Noah's attention, I can't keep making up excuses but I'm scared to tell him the truth.
He snaps the book shut and quickly stuffs it into his jacket. Everyone is staring at him curiously except for Rachel who is drawing on the dry erase board a very detailed map of Main Street. Puck shoots his signature scowl at everyone and they turn around or go back to studying the map. All except Finn who was still trying to decide if he'd actually seen Puck stuff Rachel's diary into his jacket.
Rachel turns around with a flourish that has her skirt precariously rising. Puck tilts his head hoping for a glimpse of panty. No luck! "Any questions? We can work on choreography after the next rehearsal and until then we can all think of an appropriate song."
Mercede's blinked in surprise. "You're going to let us make suggestions?"
Rachel frowned. "Of course! I was thinking we could vote on the song next class. If you have a serious suggestion then bring music so we can start practicing right after." Rachel beamed and this seemed to seal the deal cause everyone looked pleased with the idea.
And this is when Mr. Shuester comes back looking confused. The rest of the Glee rehearsal is spent discussing the bake sale and songs for Nationals. Puck felt the guilt for stealing Rachel's diary welling up inside him but he reassured himself that he wasn't really doing anything wrong...
While everyone was leaving Rachel was bent over packing up her music and she turned her head to see Puck staring unabashed at her ass. "Noah? Are you ready to go?" He'd been giving her a ride every day since Regionals.
Puck's eyes darted up to meet Rachel's and the serious expression in them had her nervous. When the last Glee Clubbers, Sam and Santana, left he finally spoke. "Rach..." He pulls out the book from his jacket and Rachel's face looks immediately horrified. "What are you hiding about those nosebleeds?"
Rachel's brain had shut down at the sight of her book in his hands and when his question finally registered she got a hopeful look on her face. "You didn't read it?"
"I saw you wrote something about not telling me the truth about those nosebleeds but no I didn't read anything else. Rachel, I'm not fuckin' playin' around anymore. Tell me the truth."
"It's not a big deal No—."
"God damnit Rachel! It is a big fucking deal! You're getting these nosebleeds, and passin' out! And what happened at Regionals was just...!" Puck dropped the book with a loud smack and grabbed at his head, sinking his fingers into his mohawk in frustration. "It was fucking scary Rachel! And I think I deserve the fucking truth!"
"I don't have to tell you anything Noah! So just drop it!"
"We're fucking dating! Shouldn't I be told if you have some kind of...of...health issue?"
"That's not it Noah! So put your mind at ease and just drop—?" Rachel paused to register what he'd said. "We're dating?"
"We went on a date didn't we?" Man! It was like pulling teeth with this chick!
"Yes on one date Noah! I had no idea we had reached the exclusive-tell-all-our-dirty-secrets stage!"
"We better be fuckin' exclusive cause I'm not puttin' up with that shit!"
Rachel took a deep breath trying to calm herself. Everything was going so wrong and she needed to just sit down and gather her thoughts. So she did.
Puck was fuming cause not only was he having the most ridiculous couples spat ever only days into their relationship but he still had no answers!
Rachel was bent over with her face in her hands. "Noah?" she muffled through her palms.
"What? You gonna tell me the truth or what?" Most of the wind had been blown from his angry sails and now he was bordering on being whiney.
Rachel sighed. "We've not been dating long enough that we have to share all our secrets or pasts yet. We're on the way but we aren't there yet. However!" She cut him off as he opened his mouth to protest. "You are right about one thing. We're friends right Noah?"
"Fuck no! We're dating!"
"Yes but we're friends too right?"
Puck blinked in surprise. "Yeah..."
"You're my best friend right now, Noah. You really are." she looked up at him with those big doe eyes and he almost wanted to take the whole conversation they'd had back and kiss her.
"Your kind of mine too babe, me and Finn aren't back to how we were before and we've been havin' lots of fun lately and we've talked..."
Rachel smiled fondly and scooted her chair closer. "We have." she agreed and then she reached down to pick up the book. "Which is why because you're my best friend I'll tell you my secret. It's a secret I've never told anybody Noah. Not even my Dads."
Puck blinked in surprise. "For real?"
"Yes. So you can't..." Rachel's voice shook. "If things are different between us after I tell you. If you think I'm crazy and dump me then I'd understand but I'm begging you...to promise me now that no matter how you feel after I tell you this you must promise not to tell anyone."
Puck smirked good naturedly. "Babe I already think you're crazy and I'm not going to dump you no matter what it is. So lay it on me baby."
"You promise not to tell?"
"Yeah I promise on my honor as a BAMF."
Rachel smiled and tucked the diary back into her bag. "Okay...the nosebleeds are caused by these...visions I have of the future and past." Rachel blurted out right off the back. "When I touch objects I can induce these visions and see the future and past for that object and lately people and places have been triggering my visions as well but I've not been able to control them. I can't change the future even though I know it will happen I can only See it."
Puck stared at her confused. "Are you saying you can see the future?"
"Yes...the stage at Regionals triggered a vision of the future. Same with Quinn in the hallway and I even induced a vision at the basketball game."
"That is how you knew the other team would put out that guy?"
"Yes!" Rachel clapped in excitement and Puck sat quietly for a minute. Rachel frowned in understanding. "You think I'm crazy."
Puck scoffed. "Rach I've always thought that but this is just hard to take in. I mean...I know you aren't telling me this to get attention cuz if you wanted attention you aren't the type of chick to make shit up you'd just brag about your awesome voice. And it's hard to believe you'd make this shit up. But I can't totally believe it without proof or somethin'."
Rachel grinned. "I can prove it!"
Puck blinked in surprise at her eagerness. "Okay how?"
"Do you have a quarter?" Rachel asked and Puck fished into his pockets for a quarter. "Okay I'm going to have a vision of the next thirty flips of this coin. I'll write down the results and you do the flipping! If I get all of them right then will you believe me?"
"Thirty? Uhm yeah I guess..." Puck watched intrigued as Rachel got out a piece of paper and a pen with a star on the end of it. She clutched the coin in her hand and concentrated. Puck watched her eyes glaze over and blinked in shock when her nose began to bleed. You can't do that shit on demand...
Rachel came out of her vision and immediately started scribbling on the paper trying not to forget what she'd Seen. She handed Puck the paper and quarter and he started flipping.
HTTHHHTTHTHTTTHHTH
And on the 18th flip he was so shocked he stopped and stared from the quarter to Rachel to the paper in amazement. Then Rachel grinned and instructed him to turn the paper over. Where it said:
You will stop flipping on the 18th flip and stare at me and the quarter with the most adorable look on your face.
"HOLY SHIT!" Puck threw the quarter clear across the room and nearly fell out of his chair.
Rachel frowned in concern. "Was that too much?"
"Your for real...damn...so...how long have you been able to do this?"
"For as long as I can remember but Regionals was the first time that I'd lost control and since then it keeps happening."
"So like...what have you Seen?"
"I can't tell you about your future, Noah, because telling you might change the course of your future."
"But I thought you said you can't change shit?"
"I can't but as was proven at the game you can if I warn you."
"Is there anything shitty in my future you might want to warn me about?" Puck hinted.
Rachel smiled and shook her head. "I've not seen anything bad in your future yet. But I probably still wouldn't tell you unless it was life threatening. Sometimes bad things happen and it's part of getting through life when you face them."
"Glad to know you won't let me die." Puck deadpanned. Rachel flinched at the reminder of her own possible demise. But Puck didn't notice because he was on another train of thought. "So you had a vision when you bumped into Quinn? What did you See?"
"Her future." Rachel shrugged.
"Was she knocked up again?" Puck snickered and Rachel glared.
"That is a very rude thing to say since you got her pregnant the first time. But, no, she did have a child though with her husband."
"And her husband is...?" Puck prodded desperate for details.
Rachel felt a tightening in her chest completely unrelated to Finn and totally related to Puck possibly hoping to be Quinn's husband. "Do you still like Quinn, Noah?"
Puck blinked in surprise. "Noooo! I just want to know who the unlucky asshole is!"
Rachel rolled her eyes. "It's your ex-best friend."
"No fuckin' way!" Puck took some kind of strange joy at the news and started laughing.
"I don't understand why you find this so amusing. They are dating."
"Finn and Quinn! Is their kid named Dinn?" Puck was almost falling out of his chair again this time with laughter. Rachel smiled at this boy's ridiculousness.
When Puck finally calms down he turned his chair to completely face Rachel. "So do they like ever leave Lima?"
"From what I gathered from the vision they will live here." She was beginning to wonder if she should be telling him all of this.
"Do...Do I make it outta here?" Puck asked with an uncharacteristic amount of vulnerability.
Rachel's eyes softened. "On the path you are currently on...yes you make it out of here."
Puck searched her expression for sincerity and found it. He reached out and sank his fingers into her hair. Rachel blinked in surprise as Puck pulled her face close and he just stared at her. Rachel felt her heart beating a mile a minute and when his eyes drifted closed hers did too. He brushed his lips against hers with the softest touch that made Rachel giggle from the tickling feeling. Her giggle seemed to cause something in Puck to stir because his grip on her chocolate tresses tightened and he pulled her into a toe curling kiss.
Rachel sighed into the kiss and wound her arms about his neck. Puck pulled her over into his lap to straddle him as he licked her bottom lip for entrance. Rachel opened her mouth eagerly and soon the familiar tingling sensation from having Puck's tongue thrust into her mouth to run along her sensitive tongue had Rachel moaning in appreciation into the kiss.
Puck finally pulled away for air, damn this girl and her breathing control! Rachel smiled dreamily at him and he barked a laugh. He kissed her lips briefly and nudged her to stand. "Let's take you home babe."
"Okay..." Rachel sighed wistfully. Rachel didn't notice that her list was missing and Puck forgot to slip it back into her bag.
Chapter 5: A vision Rachel has puts her life in danger and Puck picks another activity for Rachel to do.