Hey guys, sorry for the late update but I had some crazy weekend that ended up with me being the most talked about person at my school lol. It's all good now, I think the rumours actually helped and made me found out that the guy I like likes me back :)
Anyways, this chapter you'll find out what Puck needs Santana for and you'll meet Stevens! I hope you like the way I've wrote him and enjoy his banter with Puck and Santana, reviews are always welcome :P

To answer your question: jrzygurl89, I am actually planning on doing a story line on PTSD, just later on in the fic. The jumps in the first chapter were more because they had to get used to their surroundings, but they're going back to Afghan so you never now what's going to happen.

I hope you enjoy this chapter guys!
I don't have anything to do with Glee.


The next two days went past in a blur, spending all my time rediscovering Brittany, and sometimes even coming out of the bedroom to meet up with our friends or my likable family members, mostly just for food and a wee though.

Today was the day that Stevens was due to arrive in Lima and I had been evicted from my room in the house, the result would be me moving in with Brittany's family for our remaining time in America. I was definitely going to use Stevens as an extra pair of muscles to help clear my things from the Hummel-Hudson's.

"So Puckerman, what was it that you had to tell me that you couldn't speak of in front of your better half?" Puck and I were on the drive to the airport and this was the only time I had managed to get alone with him in the past 48 hours. When Puck wants to avoid people, he knows how to stay hidden.

He wrung his hands nervously on the steering wheel as he glanced over to my expectant face, "It's just… I…" He gulped slightly and I had to resist the urge to roll my eyes, "Do you think Brittany is your soul mate?" He stared straight ahead and refused to even look in my direction.

My eyebrows scrunched in confusion but I decided to answer his question anyway, "Course I do, I know you probably think it's stupid to say, but I seriously think she's the one. It's hard to explain but she just… Gets me. She always seems to know what I'm thinking and what I'm feeling and it's fucking awesome. I think I love her more and more every single day." I turned to face the window to hide my blush; I tend to get soppy when asked about my girl. I cleared my throat, "Why are you asking anyway?"

It was Puck's turn to clear his throat, "I don't think you're stupid, Santana, I totally get it and that's why I want to ask Quinn to marry me."

My neck nearly snapped with the speed it span towards him, disbelief and shock written across my face. I couldn't find any words; my mouth was just opening and closing like a retarded fucking fish, "M-married?"

He swallowed, "I mean yeah, like you said, I think Quinn's my soul mate too and I want her to be the mother to my kids and all that shit. But I don't want to wait, I just want to get married to her like right now so she doesn't need to worry about me over in Afghan. If I marry her, she'll know that I'll always come back to her." He switched his eyes between me and the road to gauge my reaction.

I dissolved the new information for a few minutes, weighing the idea of Puck being married to Quinn in my head, and to be honest, it did seem to fit, "Well… I think you should go for it, bro. I'm all for helping you out with whatever you need doing." I grinned widely at him, "Fuck man! You're gonna get married!"

He only marginally returned my smile, "But what if she says no. I mean, it's too soon, we're too young to be tying the knot, Quinn's probably not even thought about kids in the future," His face kept dropping gradually in horror, "No! No, I can't do it, she's gonna say no, I mean why would she say yes? I'm just a stupid 18 year old, and I'm in the fucking army-"

"Stop!" His mouth clinked shut, "Dude, she won't say no, I've seen the way she looks at you. And I know for a fact that she's talked about having little Puckerman's running around her feet on more than one occasion," I smiled comfortingly when he next looked at me.

"How do you know this?" He asked tentatively, hope layering his voice.

"Britt and Quinn are like besties," I spoke to him in a 'duh' tone whilst rolling my eyes, "So what're you planning for the proposal? Traditional one knee job, or..?" I bounced in my seat giddily.

He grinned slyly, "Well that's where you come in…"

XXX

We finally arrived at the airport after a long queue in traffic and we were pretty late to pick Stevens up, his flight had landed nearly an hour ago. After a quick texting exchange where Puck and I had taken the piss out of him for chilling like a lemon on his own and him telling us where we could find him is the labyrinth that's known as an airport, we were on our way.

We saw him before he saw us, and it was mutual agreement on our behalf that his Lima, Ohio greeting could leave him running to the toilets because we made him shit himself. So, with a quick stop at a random costume shop to get some scary shit, we crawled up behind a bored and tired looking Stevens and tapped him on the shoulder, pissing ourselves at his terrified face once he saw our masks. His expression soon morphed into one of relief once he realised who we were and he pulled us into a huge bear hug.

Stevens was a lanky guy with emerald green eyes and a plastered on crooked grin that gave him a way with the ladies, though he was definitely a 'fuck 'em and leave 'em' type of guy. Stevens was a little older than both Puck and me, clocking in at the age of 20.

He released us from his grasp and looked us up and down appraisingly, "Well hey there, chums. How's life doing you?" He winked cheekily, ripping the mask from my hands and shoving his bag towards me then strode off with a swing in his hips.

I stood there with a mixture of shock and happiness on my face. It took me a few seconds to digest what had actually just happened, but when my brain caught up with itself I was quick to shove Stevens' bag onto Puck's frozen form before racing off to jump on his back.

Springing onto Stevens' back brought us a few disgusted glances from other travellers but we didn't give a fuck, I'd just been reunited with one of my best friends after like weeks apart and was having withdrawal symptoms, they could all go fuck themselves if they wanted us to act like 'mature adults'.

I leaned down and whispered in his ear, "Hey bro, guess who's about to pop the question to his better half?" I leaned backwards slightly with a giddy grin on my face. He craned his neck to catch my eyes, realisation dawning on his face when I casted my eyes in Puck's direction slightly.

"Dude… you're tying the knot with Barbie?" He dropped me from his back and waited for Puck to answer, mouth agape.

Puck smiled proudly, "Yep, I actually need your help with the proposal. But for now, it's ring shopping time!" He clapped his hands eagerly and skipped away.

Stevens and I turned towards each other, proud parent like grins on our faces. I put my hand to my heart and pretended to wipe a tear from my eye, "Our little boy's all grown up!"

Stevens played along and wrapped an arm around my shoulder, kissing my temple, "It'll be fine, hun. Though I do think we need to have a chat with this young girl he's corrupting." He shook his head in mock disgust, "By god I hope she's not like the last bimbo he brought home." He raised his hand threateningly at Pucks retreating figure.

It was silent for a few seconds before I finally cracked and dissolved into laughter, it was just impossible to keep a straight face with Stevens around, "All seriousness now though, I think you should actually have a chat with Q. You need to get a feel for her and shit, we need her trust you so we can throw a fucking awesome bachelor party without any hell breaking loose."

He nodded seriously as we began to walk in the direction Puck headed, "I'll be on my best behaviour. And about that bachelor party, we're going to need to start planning it soon, little Puck needs to have the best night of his life." He raised knuckles and we bumped them, devilfish grins forming on our faces.

We walked in comfortable silence for a few moments before Stevens began talking again, "So how's it going with your wifey, still paradise?" His smile had no cheekiness in it this time, just genuine interest.

I couldn't stop the sappy grin that took over my face, "Hell yeah, me and Britt are never out of paradise. Sure, we have a few arguments but, man, the make-up sex is outta this world," I swooned slightly at the very thought.

"Watch out, Snix, your gay is showing," He shoved me roughly in the shoulder before sprinting off after Puck, his contagious laugh following.

"Fucking ass," I smiled as I spoke the words. God I missed this guy. I jogged to catch up with the guys, finding them in what looked like an overly expensive jewellery store. I rolled my eyes, only the best for Quinn. Puck seemed to be in an intense conversation with what seemed like the owner of the shop,

"-looking for a ring for my girlfriend, I'm not really sure what I'm looking for yet, but I want it to be perfect." The man beamed at Puck and pulled Stevens' bag from his hands and placed it behind the counter,

"Well you're in the right place, I promise to find you the perfect ring for your lucky lady even if it takes us through the night." I internally groaned, fucking hell, as if we were probably going to have to stay here all night. Puck was one of the pickiest people I know when it comes to buying things, and I just know he's going to be even worse now it was something for Quinn. Stevens seemed to be having similar thoughts to me with the way his face dropped as well.

"Amigo's, why don't you have a look around too and bring me over anything that stands out?" Puck's eyes were hopeful, and no one can say no to a hopeful Puck.

I huffed in mock annoyance and raised my eyes to the ceiling, "That's so fucking racist, Puck," I shook my head slowly then span on my heel and stormed extravagantly towards the other side of the store. If the laughter from behind me was anything to go by, it was clear that I was fucking hilarious.

XXX

When spent hours in that shop, just patrolling around, searing each glass container filled with overpriced jewellery more than twice over, but nothing was good enough for Puck. We'd had to resort to the manager, whose name we found out was Nick, to look in the back and see if there was anything that shined so bright it made the other rings look like they were pieces of rock in the fucking mud. He'd come up with four.

Each ring was brought out in its own separate mini glass box and the first thing that came to my mind, fucking expensive that shit. Without even looking at the price I knew that Puck was about to spend a huge chunk of his life savings, I was just wondering how he was going to bluff his way around Quinn's questions on where the money had vanished to.

Stevens, Puck and I were all sat down in front of the counter, waiting to be presented with supposedly the four most beautiful rings in the entire shop, so beautiful that they couldn't be on display. I could actually feel my stomach turning in knots for Puck.

Nick presented each ring individually; he slid the first one into place. It was definitely beautiful, a thin silver band coated with diamonds, spiralling around another band of silver which held a wonderfully decorated square with a large diamond in its centre, intricate designs patterned around it. The ring was nice, but I don't think it was a choice that would send Puck swooning, though from the look on Stevens' face, that ring would definitely be his choice when he decided to settle down.

The ring was slid to the side with the next one carefully filling its place. Superbly breath-taking it was. There was literally no words to describe the ring, the diamonds that decorated it reflected perfectly off of the lighting in the room in whichever way you span the glass box. The ring was so precisely designed that at whichever angle you tilted you head or whichever way you were to look at in your hands, the design would change into something more beautiful, it was literally impossible to get a single image of the ring as the look of it constantly changed. It was probably one of the most amazing things I'd seen in my life, and the size of the hearts in Puck's eyes, I'm sure he would agree with me.

"That's the one," He managed to breath out, afraid that breaking the awed silence would somehow diminish the beauty of the ring. It sure as hell didn't.

Nick nodded approvingly, "You sure do have one lucky lass, though I know I'm supposed to be selling you a ring, the price is pretty steep-"

"I don't care, whatever the cost is, I'll pay it," Puck interrupted with no hesitance, "I want something engraved on the inside too, make it unique and shit."

Nick looked at Puck for a long moment, probably to see if there was any way that he could sway him from his decision, eventually he nodded, "Fine by me, just come into the back and we can talk costing's, I could maybe even manage to get the ring engraved today if you're planning on sticking around the stores for a while."

Puck beamed, happy and excited tears welling up in his eyes, "Hell yes! We'll be here for as long as it takes," He shot up from his seat and swung himself up and over the counter, ushering Nick into the back of the store.

I turned towards Stevens in a slight panic, "It's a nice ring an' all but where the hell does he think he's gonna get the money to afford that?!"

Stevens shrugged his shoulders, "Fuck knows, but you know Puck, he's most likely got a million smackers hidden somewhere no one can find,"

I hummed in agreement, my excitement gradually coming back as Puck's engagement plan was forming back in my head, "It's going to be a fucking amazing engagement, I can't wait till we tell you what's going down." I grinned toothily.

Stevens grinned back, his emerald eyes sparkling, "Fuck yes, I can't either, and you know what else I can't wait for? Meeting this bird that's got our Puckster wrapped around her little finger. I bet she's fucking ace!"

I leaned back in my chair and sighed, memories of Puck following Quinn round like a puppy forming in my mind, "Oh you have no idea Stevens, just you wait till we get back," His grin broadened and became mischievous,

"I know it's kinda off topic but any of your friends rocking the single's boat? You know me, I can't last 5 more weeks without a little bit of jiggy time," He thrusted his hips up and down sending me a wink.

I smacked him upside the head, "Hell no they're not and you're not fiddling around in anyone's business and causing shit, I know what you're like dude, and you don't do that shit with my buddies ok?" I thought for a second before tracking back, "Actually, I'll let you fuck around with Finchel but that's about it, Frankenteen is annoying as fuck and needs to be brought down a peg or two. I warn you though, hobbit may be pretty sexy, but she has a way of destroying brain cells." I wagged my finger by the side of my head to show she was cray cray.

He nodded seriously, "I'll watch my back, I'll scope out the surrounding area first and see what's occurring, this 'hobbit' can be a last resort." He raised his fingers and bent them to express the inverted commas.

"Sounds like a plan," I raised my knuckles for a bump. We clashed fists just as Puck came skipping out from behind the counter,

"We gots to be back here in two hours so it's time for a shopping spree!" He giggled and placed a hand on his hip and brought his other up to his non-existent hair and began to play with it.

I groaned loudly, "Hell to the fucking no, I had to go through that shit like 2 days ago, not happening again! We're going somewhere fun like McDonald's" I folded my arms and stood steady, there was no way in hell I was being forced to go shopping twice in one week.

Instead of arguing Puck sighed in relief and let his shoulders slump, "Thank fuck for that, the Puckasaurus needs his food and he needs it now. Stevens! Get your bags, we're leaving!" He saluted smartly then span out the door in a march.

I chuckled at his behaviour, "You heard the man," I saluted to Nick with a wink, "We shall see you soon, sir"

He waved back to us good naturedly, "Adios, Amigo!"

My head snapped towards him to flip my shit, but before I could say anything Stevens was pushing me out of the door with a vice like grip, his uncontrollable laughing angering me further, "Chill out, Snix, he meant no harm, he's a real charmer actually."

"Shut the fuck up you cocky twat before I make you," I couldn't help the twitch of my lips when I finished my sentence.

"I love you too, San" He winked at me, "But you're going to hate me once I do this,"

"Wha-"Before I could even finish my word he had me over his broad shoulder and running towards Puck, "Stevens you absolute knob! You're so dead when you let me go!" Though his childish giggles stopped me from actually getting mad at him.

"Puck! Puck! Look what I found! How about we throw her in the fountain near the escalators? Sounds like something more fun than going shopping," I could literally feel his cheeky grin burning into my face.

"Hmmm…" I shifted my weight slightly so I could see Puck in my upside-down state, he had his head resting on his hand, a finger stroking his chin, "That does actually sound more pleasant, let's get to it!" He slapped my arse as he walked past, leading the way towards my imminent drenching.

We'd managed to catch some attention from the on-goers who stopped to stare at us for a while, their mouths hanging open in shock, some even taking pictures. Both the guys seemed to be oblivious to the attention but I made it my job to catch the eyes of everyone who stared and make my pleas of help visible, no one seemed to be bothered to save me though. Fucking wankers.

"Why is it always the small person that gets picked on? This is fucking heightism," I folded my arms across my chest awkwardly in an attempt to show my disgust. They both just laughed,

"It's not that, babe, it's just the fact that you're the easiest to get a rise out of," Puck laughed and I heard the slap as he and Stevens high-fived.

"You just wait till I tell Quinn about this. I'm sure she'll have something to say about two men ganging up on an innocent, vulnerable woman. Well done Stevens, I thought you wanted to make a good impression?" I smirked smugly when they both froze on the spot, I could only imagine the looks of horror on both their faces.

I was quickly brought off of Stevens' shoulder and stood back upright; they both got to work on fixing my clothing, muttering their apologies and pleas to not tell Quinn about the situation.

"It's cool boys, I'll keep your dirty secret a secret if you promise to never do it again." They both nodded quickly whilst I smiled my old HBIC smile, "Good, now lets go and get McDonald's like I was promised," I bumped their shoulders as I strolled past, "Stevens," I called over my shoulder, "The new boy gets to pay."


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