Author's Note: And here we have a little more Pucktana bromance (cos i just love it so much XD) as well as the introduction of the Berry men (who i also absolutely adore XD) there is also a bit of Pezberry interaction, but don't worry, it's settin' up for summat a whole lot better in the next chapter ;) i know i've been depriving you of late, but have no fear, my trusty fans, you'll be getting a nice big helpin' of Pezberry next chapter =)

Thanks to my beta, Becca, who is just plain awesome! Congrats on passing your Uni course this year and gettin' out alive, i knew you could do it, my friend =) and also thank you so much to everyone who has read, favourited, alerted and especially thank you to everyone who has left me such amazing reviews, i love all you guys and your reviews always get me typing/writing faster cos i know i have people waitin' on me.

Anywho, enjoy. I'm actually posting this chapter now cos my girlfriend is buggerin' off and leavin' me for a few days so i thought i'd be nice and let her have a new chapter before she goes =) i'll miss you, hot stuff, but i hope you have fun. I'll be here when you get back, hopefully with another chapter for you to read and 'eep' over XD

Disclaimer: I don't own a damn thing. If i did Finn would've been 'accidently' strangled with his stoopid jock jacket thingy that Azimio and Karofsky ripped up, then Azimio woulda had his head twisted off by Beiste for being such a massive douche-bag.

Chapter 10

Tore Me Apart

"Mornin', sleepy head," Puck nodded a greeting as Santana dragged herself into the kitchen.

"What time is it?"

"Almost one. Coffee?" The girl slumped onto a stool and gratefully accepted the cup Puck sent her way.

"I hate mornin'," she mumbled, drinking deeply.

"It's afternoon, brainiac."

"I hate that too, dumb-ass."

Santana was so glad it was Puck here and not someone louder and more annoying… suddenly last night's conversation hit her and she groaned.

"You just remembered too, huh?" The boy chuckled sending a wink her way.

"Puck, you swore!"

"I know I did, Lopez, don't get your panties in a bunch. I don't intend on sayin' anythin' to anyone, 'kay?"

"You better not." It was hard to sound threatening when she felt like death warmed up.

"Yeah, yeah, yeah. I like my balls exactly where they are so it won't happen. What would be the big deal anyway? Kurt's as queer as a Christmas tree and no one cares. Ain't that the kinda thing Glee Club's all about?"

"Puck."

"Okay, alright, I know," he held up his hands, not wanting to get into a fight when his brain felt like mush. "I'm just sayin'."

"Well I don't even know if I actually like the stupid hobbit yet. I ain't gonna go round tellin' everyone about it and standin' on some damn float next to a bunch of Lady Face's at the next gay-off."

"Someone's cranky!"

"Shut it, Puckerman."

He rolled his eyes at her and poured them both some more coffee before going in search of food. "Yeah, but you do like her though. Even if it's only a little bit. You can't lie to Puckasaurus; you of all people should know that, San."

"You're a douche."

"And you love it."

Half an hour, four eggs, five sausages and six rashers of bacon later, the two of them were back on the couch in full potato mode. It didn't really matter what they did today - what films they watched, what food they ate, what they talked about- what mattered was that they were doing it together.

For all of Puck's faults and mistakes, he was actually a very good friend; something Santana was sorely in need of right then. Puck was her go-to guy for pretty much everything – be it alcohol or someone to lean on. He cared about Santana a hell of a lot, the same could be said for his fellow Jew. He wanted them to be happy, and if being together made them happy then he was damn well going to do everything in his power to see that it happened.

"You lot have fun last night? It certainly sounded that way!" The taller Mr. Berry leant against the kitchen counter watching the three girls and boy wolf down pancakes as his husband washed up.

"Sorry if we made too much noise, daddy."

"Don't you worry about it, sweetie. It's nice to see you with your friends." He beamed at his daughter who beamed right on back.

"These pancakes taste kinda strange," Mercedes lifted a forkful up to her eyes suspiciously.

"That's because they're vegan pancakes."

"You can make those?"

"I believe so, or Rachel would've already ordered me hung, drawn and quartered."

"Daddy!" There was laughter from the other three as Rachel blushed.

"I'm just saying you have a nose for these things." There was more laughter before the easy chatter returned and they continued to eat. The Berry men stood side by side and watched them.

"She looks happy, doesn't she, babe?" Hiram wrapped his arms round his husband's waist and leant his head on his chest.

"She really does." They kept their voices low. "And I don't think it's just because of her friends."

"No?"

"No, I think there's a special someone in her life." Leroy sighed and hugged the smaller man.

"Not that Finn boy again, I hope. He was a nightmare. He kept stepping on my feet and I thought there'd been an eclipse when he stood next to me one day!"

"No, I don't think it's him-"

"Oh, thank God! What about that Jess?"

"Jesse, dear. And not him either. Not after what he did to her." Both men's faces darkened as they remembered the 'Jesse St. James egging incident' of last year. It had been so terrible for Rachel. She hadn't stopped crying and kept talking about the poor baby chicks.

"He was a smarmy bastard anyway; I always knew he was trouble. From the second he showed up here I just had a feeling!"

"Of course you did, dear." Leroy pressed a kiss to his husband's forehead, easing the scowl that had appeared there. "But it's not him either-"

"What about that Shakespeare boy?"

"Shakespeare boy?"

"Yes, the one from Midsummer Night's Dream. What was his name?"

"You are aware he wasn't actually in it, aren't you? Puck was just a chara-"

"Puckerman, that's right. Even with his Mohawk, his nipple ring and his obvious sex obsession-"

"It's called being a teenage boy, dear."

"Even with all that, he was still my favourite of her boyfriends by far. That doesn't mean I want them back together though!" Hiram looked up at Leroy desperately. "We both heard what he did to that Quinn girl."

"Rachel is not going to get pregnant. She's smarter than that! Have some faith in her."

"I do have faith in her; it's those boys I don't trust!"

"Me neither. Which is why I already like this new one." Leroy reassured the other man, grinning as Rachel glanced over at them.

"If it's a boy I'm never going to-"

"It's not a boy."

"It's not a boy? But then-" Hiram stared up at his husband with wide eyes. "Oh." Leroy waited as he processed. "Oh!" A massive smile spread over his face and he squealed as he hugged the other man tight, drawing confused looks from the four sat at the kitchen island.

"Dad? Daddy? Are you okay?"

"Uh it's nothing, honey," Leroy smiled reassuringly, dragging his still squealing husband out of the kitchen. "Your dad and I just have something to discuss. You guys carry on."

Rachel looked at her friends who all just shrugged and went on talking.

"Oh, I'm so happy!"

"I know you are, dear, but we can't let Rachel know we know! She has to tell us in her own time!"

"But-"

"No buts! Until that happens we just have to be here for her and act like we don't know a thing. Okay?"

Hiram opened his mouth to argue but the look on Leroy's face made him stop. "Okay, you're right; I know you are, I'm just so excited!"

The men hugged fiercely, grinning from ear to ear. The boy's in Lima left a lot to be desired - none of Rachel's boyfriends had lived up to the Berry standards and both men had seen how different, how happy their daughter had been the last week. It gave them hope.

"I know, dear, I'm excited too."

"Why good afternoon, Santana."

"You never text, Berry."

"Well neither did you."

"I had Puck buggin' me all day."

"And I had Kurt, Mercedes and Tina keeping me occupied."

"Right…" Santana was silent, unsure what that feeling in the pit of her stomach had been when she'd realised she hadn't heard from the tiny diva for so long.

"Santana?"

"What?"

"I'm glad you called."

The Latina smiled in spite of herself. "Oh yeah?"

"Of course. You're interesting to talk to, nice even. Although you do still insist on insulting me at every opportunity, but even they have gotten kinder."

Santana frowned, the need to punch the girl starting to take hold. "I don't know what you're talkin' about, Stubbles!" She heard Rachel sigh on the other end of the phone. She sounded… disappointed. And Santana found she actually cared that she'd disappointed her… "Listen, I just wanted to know if Fairy Lights and co. said anythin'. You know, let anythin' slip about the sudden uber weirdness of the Glosers."

"Well it didn't actually- Glosers?"

"It's my new word."

"Okay… well it never came up in conversation but Tina…" Rachel trailed off, not a hundred percent sure she wanted to reveal to Santana that Tina knew about them. She didn't want to anger the girl when they were kind of getting along.

"Tina what? What does the Asian Vampire know, Berry? Tell me!"

Rachel swallowed hard and took a deep breath. "She may, or may not, have possibly seen us, when we were, sort of-"

"Spit it out, Short Round, I don't got all day!"

"She saw us kissing."

"…what?"

"In the choir room. I made her promise not to tell anyone else and I trust Tina with this kind of information, more so than Kurt or Mercedes. So I think it will be okay… Santana?" The other girl was uncharacteristically quiet and it worried Rachel. "Santana, I'm really sorry! I promise I'll deny everything if it does get out, or I'll say I came on to you or-"

"You did come on to me, Berry. But I can hardly blame you. I'm a hot piece of ass; you're only human, after all." Rachel sighed in relief, the Latina didn't sound pissed. "And don't worry about it, if you trust the Asian Surprise then so do I."

"Really?"

Santana rolled her eyes at how shocked the diva sounded. "Yeah. Plus Puck kinda knows too, so…"

"…Noah knows?"

"Well he had a feelin' somethin' was goin' on. It was only after seven beers that he knew somethin' was goin' on."

"You told him?"

"Kind of. You got a problem with that, Tiny?"

Rachel grinned to herself as she wandered downstairs into the kitchen to get a drink. "No, not at all, Santana. I'm just surprised that you told him."

"Don't be. Puck's my boy, he would have figured it out eventually, he has a nose for these things." She chuckled as she remembered how excited he'd been when he'd found out he'd actually been right. "Plus there was beer involved and that gets most people talkin'."

"So do you trust Noah?" Rachel asked carefully, not wanting to offend the Latina.

"I trust him."

"Good. Then so do I."

They sat in silence for a long while, not really minding because it was actually comfortable. Suddenly Hiram and Leroy bustled in, mid argument. "…but it's such short notice!"

"I know it is, but we've both been so busy lately that we haven't had much time to ourselves."

"I know, and I'm sorry about that but- but I don't want to leave Rachel on her own!"

"Dad, I'm seventeen, I think I'm old enough to be left on my own!"

"We know, sweetie, he's just being stubborn. I have reservations for that new restaurant that opened down the street and he won't go." Leroy pointed accusingly at his husband who just huffed.

"I told you, I don't want to leave our precious daughter on her own, she might need me."

Rachel rolled her eyes as the men continued arguing. "Sorry about this, Santana. They like to be dramatic."

"It's okay; I'm enjoyin' the free comedy show." The Latina chuckled, her phone pressed to her ear so she didn't miss a word.

"Okay, how about this." Leroy held up a hand to silence the other man. "Why doesn't Rachel invite a friend over while we go out to dinner? That way she won't be on her own and you won't be so worried."

There was silence as Hiram considered it. "Well…"

"Excellent! It's a plan then. Rach, honey, why don't you see if your friend wants to come keep you company while we go out?"

"Uh…" she covered the phone with her hand. "I don't know if she'll want to, daddy, she's probably got plans."

"Ask anyway, there's no harm in asking." Leroy smiled kindly, nudging his husband as Rachel sighed and went back to her phone.

"Santana?"

"Hmm?"

"I know you probably have things to do and people to see, but I was wondering if you would like to come over. My dads are going out and are pestering me to ask you."

"Ask me?"

"Well… anyone really. But since Kurt, Mercedes and Tina only went home a few hours ago and I don't really have anyone else-"

"I'd love to! Uh well- I mean, I'll check… with my dad… but I don't think I have anythin' more important to do so I guess I could grace you with my presence for a couple of hours."

Rachel almost did a happy dance right there and then in front of her fathers, but she managed to control herself. Just. "Great! Do you need the address?"

"Nah, I can remember it. When d'ya want me?"

"Anytime you like."

"Alright, I'll be over in half an hour." The line went dead and both girls stood in shocked silence for a long moment, phones clutched in their hands.

The next second Rachel was dashing up the stairs to her room to try and make it presentable for when her guest arrived. The Berry men high fived each other and headed upstairs after her to get ready themselves.

Meanwhile, Santana hastily dialled Puck's number. "You're go for Puck."

"Dude, I think you're right."

"I am? I mean- of course I am! …about what?"

"Me and- and Berry!"

"Yeah, I am!"

"No dude, I'm serious. I actually think I like her. And I have to be over there in half an hour! What the hell am I goin' to do?"

AN: So lemmie know what you thought, i always love to hear from you guys =) i've recently got back into the groove of things with this story and started writin' again, and let me tell you, it's gettin' quite heavy! But i'm really enjoyin' writin' it so XD

Oh and i also wanted to say, i've read quite a few stories where people have chosen different names for the Berry men. The reason i chose to use Hiram and Leroy is because they just seem to fit the men perfectly. They're quite different names and it sets the men apart, plus there are a lotta weirdly named characters in Glee - Quinn, Finn, Santana, Puck, Blaine, etc etc

Peace Out.