Puck woke up holding a pillow instead of Rachel, but he knew that the prior night had not been a dream. For one, the bed sheet was still hanging on the window. Secondly, the pillow he was clutching was covered in her scent. It smelled sweet, like milk, almonds, and honey. He called out for her, but no one answered. He got up and walked down the hall to the kitchen. He saw a note on the counter and picked it up to read it.
Noah-
I've gone home to change before Danny and Seb get up. I'd rather spend the day with you than spend it in my very own personal inquisition. Hopefully, I'll be back before you get up, but if I'm not, I'll see you soon. I made some coffee. It should be close to done brewing by the time I get back
Love,
Rachel
P.S. I found the book I loaned you a few years ago last night. I loved the picture, seeing as it was the one I kept as well. I'll be wanting that book back sometime soon though, I missed it. Maybe even more than you. Kidding, I got a new copy of the book ages ago. Great, now I'm babbling and you'll probably wake up before I even leave. Okay, I'm really going now, but seeing as this post script note was longer than the original note in and of itself, I feel it deserves its own signature, so here goes.
Love,
Rachel
He smiled at Rachel's ability to ramble even in written word. He checked the coffee pot but was surprised to see that it was not only done brewing, but it had been finished for quite some time. The normal residue coffee drip on the lid of the pot had completely dried as it normally did after sitting for a bit. He decided to walk over to Rachel's house to see if she had gotten captured by the New York gang. When he went to grab his hoodie, he noticed that she must have taken it. That made him smile even more.
Puck didn't bother locking the door behind him, seeing as it was Lima and not New York. As he approached Rachel's house, he was surprised to see the glee club, Danny, and Seb in her front lawn. Finn began to walk towards him, but by that time, Puck could see everyone was crying. He looked, but the one person he was looking for wasn't in the crowd. He began to feel nauseous.
"Finn, man, what's going on? Where's Rach? Is she okay?"
"Puck, dude, I'm gonna tell you something, but you need to keep calm, okay? I was just on my way over to tell you, but you beat me here. And before you flip, the only reason everyone is already here is because we knew you'd need them once you found out."
"Found out what? Finn, you're freaking me out here. Where the fuck is Berry, and why the hell is everyone crying?"
"Rachel's been kidnapped." Finn braced himself.
"What the fuck? That's not funny. Seriously, where is she?"
"It's true. Seb saw it. She was on her way over here and some nerd grabbed her off the street. We called the cops and they should be here soon."
"Fuck you." Puck spoke quietly.
"Puck, it's going to be okay. We'll get her back."
"Fuck you! Stop fucking lying! Where the fuck it she? Finn Fucking Hudson you'd better fucking tell me the truth right now! Fuck you! This isn't something to joke about! Fuck!" Puck began to pound Finn, aggressively expressing his anger and fear. Finn did his best to hold him off while the rest of the glee club shouted to him to stop and that Finn was telling the truth. Puck finally collapsed into Finn's shoulder, sobbing. At that point, everyone gathered around him, holding him in a large group hug. When Puck stopped crying, they all sat down on the curb. Puck brought his knees up to his chest, rocking like a toddler. Quinn rubbed her hand across his back, trying her best to calm him, but it wasn't working. His Rachel was missing and there was nothing he could do.