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It's been years since Noah Puckerman has been in this apartment building. He's only guessing that she still lives here. With his luck she probably moved away years ago. He's utterly terrified about knocking on the door. He's utterly terrified of seeing his little son or daughter. God, he's pathetic. He ran away before he even knew the sex of the little thing. He wonders how he can live with himself. He's sure as hell like his own deadbeat father. He's become the one person he swore he'd never be like. It sickens him. He's disgusted in himself and his life. The only good thing he ever did was agree to look after Rachel. And even now she's more screwed up than an eighteen-year-old girl should be. He realises that he's supposed to be a brother to that girl but clearly he isn't much of one.

Noah walks up to the door and braces himself. He lifts his hand and balls it into a fist. He almost drops it again but realises that for once in his life he needs to do something right for his sister. And he knows that this is right. He knows that this is the first step to making something right for Rachel. It's the first step to making her happy since she was five years old. He knocks on the door ferociously and waits. After a few moments a tall, blonde woman with a little girl at her hip opens the door and Noah has to avert his gaze. He's so ashamed of the girls he left behind.

"Hi, can I help – Noah?"

"Hi," he says, finally lifting his gaze to meet her green eyes. Her eyes. The thing that drew him to her in the first place. Looking into her eyes he remembers why he fell for the blonde in the first place. His eyes wander over to the little girl on her hip. She has brown hair – a trait she gained from her father – and green eyes. Her mother's eyes. Looking into the eyes of that little girl he feels an unexplained rush of utter love for her fill up inside him and he wonders why he ever ran out on them.

"Noah, what are you doing here?" Joanna asks. Noah looks back up at her and smiles weakly.

"Can I come in?" Joanna moves aside and Noah walks through to the living room. He stands awkwardly as Joanna places the little girl on the ground and moves towards him. She gestures for him to join her on the lounge and he obliges. His eyes never leave the little girl on the ground. "She looks like you. What's her name?"

"Why now? Why not when I needed you? Why not when he left me?" Joanna ignores his question and asks her own. Noah sits there and doesn't answer her. He doesn't know. He doesn't have any answers. Joanna looks at him. "Why are you really here Noah? And don't give me some bullshit story about wanting to meet your daughter. You would've stayed if you wanted anything to do with her."

He looks up at her and a sad smile crosses his face. "For Rachel..."

"Your sister? What do I have to do with your sister?"

"I... I need a name, Jo. For Rachel. I need to fix something for her. You're the only person I know that knows that name,"

"Who could I possibly know that has anything to do with your sister?" Joanna asks. She's beyond confused. She's still reeling over the fact that Noah Puckerman is sitting in her living room talking to her. She wonders if this means that he'll be there for his daughter. She can feel herself begin to want to rely on him. She can feel herself fall into that old way of thinking. She can feel herself want him to want to stay. She doesn't like it. Five minutes and he's already making her want things.

"You're ex boyfriend." Noah states. Joanna's jaw drops significantly and she looks at him in a state of bewilderment. "Please Jo? I need this. Rachel needs this."

"Rachel is eighteen. Noah, she's eighteen. How does she know my twenty-four-year-old ex boyfriend?"

"I'd..." Noah hesitates. Joanna would be disgusted in him if she knew what Rachel does and where her ex boyfriend ended up after he left her. "I'd rather not get into that. Look, Jo, the point is that because of the things I did with you Rachel's life is screwed up. She hasn't exactly been the same since she was sixteen. He, whoever he is, had the potential to make her life better. Until he found out about her relation to me. Now he hates her and I need his name so I can just find him and talk to him and maybe make things right for Rach. I need to do this. I need to do something right by her for once in my life,"

Joanna looks at him. She's never seen this side of Noah Puckerman before. And she realises. She realises that Rachel is the one person in the world that Noah Puckerman's tough guy resolve shatters for. Rachel is the one person that he cares more about than himself. Rachel is the one person who he loves so wholeheartedly that he forces himself to reopen old wounds just to do something right by her. And her pride shatters into a million pieces.

"Finn Hudson."

"What?" Noah looks back up at her.

"His name is Finn Hudson." Joanna repeats. Noah is up in one swift movement and has his arms wrapped around Joanna tightly. Her breath hitches at the close contact and she swears that she can feel her heart skip a beat at his warm arms wrapped around her body.

"Thank you!" Noah says as he pulls away. "Thank you so, so much, Jo! You've no idea how much this means to me," Noah moves towards the door and Joanna follows behind him as he keeps talking. "Thank you. Thank you for understanding that I need to do this for Rach. I'll come by again?"

"Yeah. I'd like that," Joanna replies. She looks back at her daughter as Noah opens the door. He's watching the girl too and Joanna swears she sees love in his eyes and her heart melts. "Julia. Her name's Julia."

"It's beautiful." Noah walks out the door and leaves Joanna thoroughly confused. But one thing she's certain of. Noah Puckerman isn't completely tough. He loves his sister and she swears that he loves his daughter now too.

Hmm, I could maybe develop this into a little sub plot. Let me know if you'd like a sub plot, :3