Beginning Our Life

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The Bet

Puck's Point of View

Someone tapped on my shoulder countless times.

I waved my arm and rolled over, hitting Sarah's back. Who knows what time it was, but it was probably late and I wanted to sleep.

The person slapped my bare shoulder, "Puck!" another slap, "Get," slap, "Up!"

I groaned and waved my arm again, this time actually hitting skin, "Shut up and go away."

"My mom just went into labor. Kurt and Burt took her to the hospital. Now get your's and Sarah's butts out of bed while I go get Grace. You have thirty seconds," Finn's voice was dripping with anger and his words didn't fully register until he slammed the door shut and flicked on the lights.

I quickly sat up, "What?" I hissed. I blinked, remembering what he said: 'My mom' 'Labor' 'Hospital' 'Thirty seconds.'

I reached over and started shaking Sarah, "Sars, wake up, now."

"Puck, stop, I don't wanna go to school," Sarah muttered.

"Sarah, your mom went into labor, she's having the baby, we have to get to the hospital," I whispered.

Sarah moaned and opened her eyes, "Don't lie."

"I'm not lying," I told her, "Come on, I have to put a shirt on and maybe some pajama pants while you have to put a sweatshirt on. Finn's getting Grace, we'll meet him in the truck. Get up."

Sarah slowly nodded and let me help her get out of the bed. Once up, she went to the closet and started throwing clothes out. We quickly put them on and ran out to my truck where Finn was already in the backseat with Grace laying across his lap.

"You're late," Finn spit as I started the truck.

"By what? Ten seconds," I grunted and sped out of the sub.

I held Sarah's hand tightly as I drove the truck. This cannot be happening right now, the baby's not due for a couple months. Even I know that this can't be good for the baby. I drove into the emergency room parking lot and carelessly went into a spot.

"What's going on?" Grace asked as Finn lifted her into his arms.

"Mom went into labor, she's having the baby," Sarah told her as we quickly walked to the doors.

"Sammie?" Grace's whisper was barely heard against Finn's neck.

"That's not her name," Finn said softly while walking through the doors I held open.

I ran to the front desk as Finn and the girls took a second to sit down, "Hi, I'm looking for Carole Hudson-Hummel. She was brought in here a little bit ago because she went into labor, though she's not supposed to be going into labor for another two months, plus she's kinda old so-"

The receptionist laughed, "Don't worry. She's getting taken care of right now. I think they're actually trying to get the contractions to stop. Are you her son?"

"Um," I turned back to Finn, Sarah, and Grace, "Sort of," I said to the lady, "Can we go see her?"

The receptionist glanced behind me to where I was just looking and smiled, "I'll check on how she's doing and get back to you."

"Alright," I nodded and left to go sit with the others.

"So?" Sarah jumped up, "How's my mom?"

I sat in the seat she left and pulled her down on my lap, "The chick was gonna go check on her."

"Don't call her a chick," Sarah whispered and leaned her head on my shoulder.

I nodded, "Ok."

"Did you get any information?" Finn asked as he readjusted a (once again) sleeping Grace in his arms.

I shrugged, "She said something about getting the contractions to slow since she's so early."

Finn nodded and closed his eyes. Within seconds, he had nodded off against Grace's head and was snoring softly.

"Do you think she's in pain?" Sarah asked quietly.

I turned her in my lap and leaned my forehead against her's, "Hey, listen here. I know you're scared about pain or whatever, but you're strong enough to get past it. You're gonna be fine. I know because I love you and know you're gonna be ok," I placed a soft kiss against her lips.

Sarah sighed and nodded, "You're right, I'm sorry."

"Don't be sorry," I brushed her hair out of her eyes.

"What time is it?" Sarah breathed while closing her eyes and setting her head on my shoulder.

I looked around the room and finally spotted a clock on the opposite wall, "It's 1:45 in the morning."

Sarah groaned, "I'm so tried."

I ran a hand down her slightly knotted hair, "You can sleep, Finn and Grace are."

Sarah smiled against my throat, "Maybe I'll just close my eyes for a minute."

"Me too," I sighed while doing the same.

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"Excuse me, sir."

I opened my eyes to see the receptionist gently rubbing my arm that was securely wrapped around Sarah and standing in my line of view, "Yeah?"

"You're mom is stable now, so you and your siblings can go back and see her," she stepped back and smiled.

"Thanks," I nodded, not really remembering why she thought Finn and Sarah were my siblings.

I glanced at the clock to see it was almost three, "Sars," I whispered, "Wake up, we can go see your mom now."

Sarah moaned, "Really?"

"Yeah, come on, get up. My legs fell asleep," I gently pushed Sarah off my lap.

As Sarah rubbed the sleep from her eyes, I hit the back of Finn's head, "Wake up. We're aloud to see your mom."

Finn's head snapped up, "What? What happened?"

"You're mom's ok enough for us to see her," I repeated while standing.

"Oh, alright," Finn nodded and carefully stood with Grace in his arms.

The receptionist led us back through a hall to Room 106A. She opened the door for us so we could walk in before closing it and walking away.

Ms. Carole looked up from her conversation with Burt, "My babies, oh I missed you."

Sarah ran out from under my arm, "Mom! Are you alright?"

Ms. Carole squeezed Sarah, "Yes, I'm ok."

Finn set Grace down in the chair next to a sleeping Kurt before going over and joining his mom and sister, "What happened?"

"There were just some contractions, no big deal," Ms. Carole waved her hand.

Burt rolled his eyes, "She's on bed rest until the baby comes, it is a big deal."

"Burt's just overreacting," Ms. Carole said, "Don't worry."

I walked over to her, "I'm glad you're ok, Ms. Carole."

Ms. Carole smiled, "Come here, Noah."

I carefully hugged her and avoided eye contact with Finn as his mom patted and rubbed my back.

I stepped away just as Grace shot up, "Where's Sammie?"

Burt laughed and picked her up, "Still in her mom's stomach."

"Oh," Grace shimmied down and ran over to Ms. Carole, "She didn't come out?"

Ms. Carole shook her head, "Not yet."

Grace crossed her arms, "But I really want to meet her."

"Grace, babies aren't that interesting," Burt told her.

"When they come out, they don't know how to talk or walk or move or anything," Finn added in.

"Looks like someone will never have any children," I muttered.

Sarah snorted, but quickly stopped and elbowed my side, "Puck," she scolded.

Finn glared at me, "At least when I have two kids, I'll be over nineteen."

"I'm not nineteen yet," I shot back, but bit my tongue when I realized that I hadn't really helped my point.

Sarah grabbed my hand and squeezed tightly.

"I mean...um...well," I racked my brain for an insult, "You're a giant."

Finn laughed, "I'm only three inches taller than you."

"Shut up, both of you," Kurt groaned, "I'm trying to sleep."

I looked down at Sarah, "Something's wrong, I have no insults in me."

She gave a small smile and ran a finger over my knuckles, "It's alright."

"You guys, it might be best if you go home and sleep," Ms. Carole said, "I'm staying until the morning, so you should all go."

Burt nodded, "Your mom's right. Could you take Kurt with you?"

I sighed, "Yeah, sure."

Grace and Sarah each hugged Ms. Carole before they followed me out the door. Finn and Kurt were right behind me as we walked into the parking lot.

After everyone was settled in, I drove onto the street. Before we even hit the first light, I noticed that Sarah, Grace, and Kurt had all fallen asleep in the backseat.

"I'll make sure I stay awake to help you with the others," Finn muttered.

I nodded, "Thanks."

Finn stared out the window in silence.

I took a deep breath, "You know, earlier you fell asleep pretty easily even though you were worried about your mom."

Finn turned and glared at me, "Are you trying to get me to yell at you?"

I shrugged, "I just came up with that insult. Too bad I came up with it now though."

"You know, I was plenty worried about Mom. Something terrible could have happened to either her or the baby," Finn fought, "And didn't you sleep too?"

"She's not my mom," I bit back.

An evil looking smirk formed on Finn's face, "Don't say that in front of her, she'd hate-better yet, yeah tell her."

I rolled my eyes despite Finn not being able to see in the darkness, "I'm just saying, if it was my mom-back when she wasn't all crazy and trying to do as much damage as possible to me-I'd have been a little more concerned."

"Are you saying I don't care about my mom?" Finn asked.

I shrugged while turning the corner.

"Then let's bet on it," Finn stated.

I laughed, "How do you bet on whether or not you care about your mom?"

"The two of us have to constantly wait on her hand and foot until she gives us a real compliment, not just a 'Thank you' or 'You're so sweet' something real," Finn stared at me.

"So what's the bet?" I sighed, not really looking forward to taking care of another pregnant girl, no matter how much of a mom she was to me.

"Whoever gets the compliment first wins," Finn smirked, "And when I win, you have to...," he drifted off as he thought and I became nervous he was gonna have me do something stupid, "You have shave back in your mohawk and dye it red."

"What?" I yelled, "I'm not doing that!"

"Shh," Finn muttered, "You'll wake them up."

I glanced behind me at the three sleepers, each of them having barely moved, "They're fine."

"Alright, so on the rare chance that you win, what's your bet?" Finn continued.

I chuckled while pulling into the driveway and stopping the car, "Easy, you have to get over Rachel and go on a double date with me and Sars and some other girl."

~~~~~GLEE~~~~~

I raced Finn out the door as Burt and Ms. Carole drove up, "Out of my way Hudson."

"Not a chance," Finn grunted and pushed me.

I yelled as I fell into the grass, promptly pulling Finn's leg so he came down with me.

"What are you two doing?" Ms. Carole asked once she was out of the car.

"Nothing," we both replied while sitting up.

Kurt came outside, "Need help, Carole?"

Ms. Carole smiled, "I think I'm good for now, but thanks Kurt. Maybe you could get the door for me?"

As Kurt and Ms. Carole walked inside, Finn and I groaned.

"Get up and act your age," Burt muttered while walking past us.

~~~~~GLEE~~~~~

I walked in the kitchen to start dinner only to see Finn already doing so.

"The heck do you think you're doing?" I growled.

Finn turned away from the stove with a smirk, "Making dinner."

"You can't cook!" I stepped forward to see what he was making in the pot, "Is that tomato soup?"

"Yeah," Finn proudly stated.

I hit the back of his head, "End of July and the moron decides to feed us soup."

"I'm gonna make grilled cheese too," Finn smiled, "Now out before Mom thinks you made this."

I growled as he hit my back with the wooden spoon he was using to stir the soup. As I walked down the hall, Sarah came out of the bathroom, promptly stopping me with a scream.

I spun around and ran to her side, putting my hand on her stomach, "What is it? Is the baby coming?"

Sarah's pale face shook, "No."

"Then what? What is it?" I prodded.

Sarah reached her hands up and turned me around, "What happened to your back?"

"What?" I walked into the bathroom and turned in the mirror to try and see what she was talking about.

"Did you get shot?" Sarah asked.

"Wh-no!" I took my shirt off and flipped it over to see a big red splotch in the middle of my white t-shirt.

Sarah's hands were cold as they ran over my back, "Did you get hit or something?"

I groaned, "Finn hit me with the spoon he was using to make tomato soup."

Sarah pursed her lips, "Boys."

I rolled my eyes and followed her to our room where she passed me a new shirt.

~~~~~GLEE~~~~~

I winced as Finn's soup, or more like salt water, hit the back of my throat. I promptly took a swig of my milk.

"Mom, I don't want to eat this," Grace pushed her plate forward.

I tried not to laugh at her disgusted face.

"Finn, you will never cook dinner again," Kurt shook his head.

"Oh my God," Sarah muttered after taking a bite of her grilled cheese that she dipped in the tomato soup. She pushed back from the table and ran to the bathroom.

I followed after her, but was able to notice Finn's blushing face and neck first. I made it just in time to grab Sarah's hair as she threw up.

Once she was done, Sarah slowly stood up, "Finn's an idiot."

"Obviously," I nodded while helping her to the sink where she started brushing her teeth.

After she was done, we walked back into the kitchen in time to hear Ms. Carole say, "Finn, honey, pass me the pizza menu, I think we're getting take-out tonight. Good try tonight though."

I smirked as Finn dug through the drawer, "Too bad your food sucked," I whispered so only he could hear as I passed him.

Finn shot up and glared at me before passing his mom the menu.

~~~~~GLEE~~~~~

I went over the college brochure for the millionth time while sitting on Sarah's bed as she sat behind me.

Sarah gently ran her fingers down my head, "You know, I'm kinda starting to miss your mohawk."

I looked up from reading about the music classes and turned my head, "Sorry, what'd you say?"

Sarah giggled, "You're excited to start college, aren't you?"

I shrugged, "I don't know. But really, what'd you say?"

Sarah's hand passed through my hair again, "I miss your mohawk."

"Really?" I turned to face her, "Unfortunately, you might actually get it back."

"What do you mean?" Sarah leaned back against the wall.

I sighed, "Finn and I took a bet on who could get the first real compliment out of your mom. Finn's wager was that I'd have to shave back in my mohawk and dye it red if he won."

Sarah's nose scrunched up, "Never mind, I don't want your mohawk back."

I laughed, "I really need to win though and not just for my hair. My bet was that Finn would have to move on from Rachel and go on a double date with me and you."

Sarah nodded, "That's good."

"I just need to win," I said.

"You know what would make Mom compliment you?" Sarah asked.

I shook my head, "I can't come up with anything."

"I bet she'll say something about you being a great dad if she sees you helping Grace with something," Sarah smiled, "That'd count, wouldn't it?"

I nodded as a smile formed on my face, "Yeah, it would."

~~~~~GLEE~~~~~

"Grace, just do it," I pushed her forward towards her bike.

"But Noah, I could die," Grace whimpered.

"You won't die, you'll have a helmet on," I assured my sister.

Grace bit her lip, "Noah, I'm scared."

I bent down to her level, "Grace, you'll be fine. I'll be right here the whole time. I promise I'll run as fast as I can when you fall. Remember, try and fall on the grass though so it doesn't really hurt, but pretend you're hurt so I look good when I save you."

Grace sniffled, but slowly nodded, "Ok. Tell me again why I'm doing this."

"So that Finn can be happy again and I don't look stupid," I smiled, "Go get Ms. Carole."

Grace nodded and ran to the garage door, "Mom!" she called inside, "Come see what I can do!"

Ms. Carole appeared a minute later, "What is it?"

"Look!" Grace smiled and put her helmet on, "I learned a trick on my bike."

Ms. Carole stepped outside and came to stand next to me, "Alright, let's see."

Grace nodded and as she jumped on her bike, I saw a little bit of nervousness in her eyes.

Ms. Carole and I watched as Grace slowly let go of the handle bars with both hands. Soon enough, Grace lost her balance and fell to the side with a scream.

I ran forward, "Grace! Are you ok?"

Grace looked up from where she fell in the grass, tears pooling in her eyes, "I don't know."

I fell to the ground next to her and pulled her against my chest, "Thanks kid, that was great," I whispered.

"It doesn't really hurt," Grace whispered back.

I rubbed her back, "That's good," I helped her up and turned to Ms. Carole, "I think she's alright!"

Grace nodded, "I'm good, Mom!"

Ms. Carole finally made her way to us and hugged Grace tightly, "I'm so glad you're ok, sweetie."

"All because of Noah," Grace looked up and smiled.

I smiled, I hadn't told her to say that, but it was a nice touch.

Ms. Carole smiled at me, "He's your hero."

My grin widened, that could count as a compliment.

"He's going to be a great dad," she continued.

Alright, that totally counted.

"Thanks, Ms. Carole," I said, "That means a lot."

Ms. Carole put a hand out and squeezed mine, "I mean it. If my daughter had to get pregnant before she was married, I'm glad you're the father."

Yes! That's it! I won!

~~~~~GLEE~~~~~

A/N: Ok, so it started off with drama and ended with a little humor, but I liked it. What about you? Next chapter will be the result of all this and I'm excited. I came up with the idea yesterday which is why I wrote this chapter so fast. PLEASE REVIEW with any questions, comments, concerns, or suggestions! I love to read them, they bring smiles to my face!

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raem9898 - So...different baby drama. And lol, I'd want to beat the kid up too, but didn't since it's not really right :P

Tyra - This chapter wasn't as dramatic as I made it seem, but everything ended up ok :)

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Sneak Peak: I winced, maybe choosing Starr as a possible date for Finn wasn't the best idea. She was a little too much like Rachel.

The double date doesn't get the same effect as Puck was hoping for...