AN: It's just one of those days, I suppose I should acknowledge that starting May 10th my schedule is changing drastically for about seven weeks so, I'll try and update but no promises for any of my stories.

"The hell does xyster mean?" Puck asked, a slight frown on his face. He wondered if they were yanking his chain, because that so wasn't a word. He was getting his ass handed to him by both Rachel and Quinn and he was sure that they were just making up words to screw with him. He should have suggested poker. He had chips and everything.

"Xyster is a surgical instrument for scraping bones," Quinn said with a pleased smile. She had been planning to go easy on both of them till Rachel had laid down 'jousted'. It had stoked her competitiveness immediately because Rachel was clearly no slouch, which certainly beat attempting to play with her siblings or any of her immediate family. No one took it as seriously as she did.

Puck made a face at this and fiddled with his tiles, trying to figure out an impressive word like that. Rachel bit her lip, this really wasn't a fair game for him. "Do you want me to help Noah?" Rachel asks causing him to look at her. No matter how many times he corrected her she was going to refuse to call a grown man Puck. Noah was a perfectly fine name. Puck immediately pushed his tiles towards to her so she could see them. Quinn did say that they had to take it easy on him. "You can play," Rachel pauses for a moment and looks at the board before adjusting the letters a bit. "Aerie, it's an eagle's nest located on a cliff or some other location."

Puck flicked his eyes between the two of them, "Do you two—just sit and memorize dictionaries?" he asks them completely serious. Normal people didn't use words like that or even know words like that.

Rachel smiles, "I haven't played scrabble in a while," she says. "I used to play with my dad's whenever they weren't too busy, but lately—" Rachel pauses for a moment and realizes that Puck and Quinn are giving her an expecting looks wanting her to finish the sentence. Finn wasn't—a wordsmith by any means. "Life got in the way," Rachel finishes lamely.

Puck exchanges a look with Quinn for a moment, it was obvious what had got in the way. "Should always do things that you enjoy. Take a look at me, I do things that I enjoy all the time."

Rachel looked at him her curiosity now sufficiently piqued. "What do you enjoy doing?"

"Don't—" Quinn begins reaching over the table to attempt to gag Puck who pulls back just out of her reach.

"Women." Puck states bluntly going back to fixing his tiles half bored.

Rachel blinks at this and looks at Quinn who is pinching the bridge of her nose and she looks back at Puck. "Are you quite successful in convincing women to sleep with you?" Rachel asks. She's rewarded with Puck flashing her a huge smile.

"And you got him started," Quinn says with a groan, looking at the ceiling. She almost felt bad for Rachel.

"Everyone likes a bit of the Puckasaurus," Puck informs Rachel. "It's the Mohawk, it's the carefree attitude, and it's the fact that I am a very hot Jew. I mean look at these guns." Puck says flexing and showing off for Rachel.

Rachel stares at Puck and giggles at him, he can't be serious. "That doesn't actually work does it?" she asks turning to Quinn. "Calling himself Puckasaurus?"

"You should see me in a pirate's outfit," Puck says completely oblivious to the fact that Rachel is laughing at him. "The ladies love it."

"You'd think that women everywhere would know better but apparently they don't. I don't know how he's so lucky with women, but it is what it is," Quinn said with a sigh giving Puck a look and shaking her head, she couldn't believe that he had started. Even if it seemed to amuse Rachel to no end.

"Two words. Hot Jew." Puck said with another huge smile on his face, "Rachel knows what's up."

Rachel blinks confused, "I do?"

"You're a hot Jew too and we've got to stick together," Puck informed her ignoring Quinn sliding down in her seat.

Rachel flushed at this, she was quite unsure what to make of it. "I'm not—" Rachel turns to Quinn and whispers to her. "Is he hitting on me?"

Quinn looked at Puck who flashed her a smile. "No that's Puck's idea of a compliment—you get used to it and then learn to ignore him."

Rachel smiled, she had never really been called hot before and Puck seemed to be the life of the party. "I guess we do—have to stick together."

Puck grinned, "We do. Now I'll show you my amazing powers of picking up women, it's an important skill. Next woman that comes through that door I'll totally show you how the ladies like the Puckasauraus." Puck wiggled his eyebrows and Rachel laughed.

Quinn smiled, introducing them seemed to be a good thing. Puck knew how to be gentle and he was a loyal friend, his personality quirks aside. It was good to see and hear Rachel laughing even after all this. Quinn relaxed. This was a productive day, when Rachel was ready she'd introduce her to Santana after giving Santana a very stern talking to about being nice and professional. They'd get the ball moving but right now she was content to have Rachel relaxed.

There was a knock on the door and Quinn turned to the door wondering if it was a nurse and she paled considerably. "Mom!"

Puck turned and grinned, "Hey Mrs. Fabray. For a second—"

Judy turned to Puck and sighed. She knew about Puck's reputation from a few of her friends. What they were doing with a boy that could be their son was beyond her, the fact that it had started when Puck was a teenager didn't help the situation. "Puck I've known you since you were six years old and you used to like eating glue. It's not going to happen."

Puck turned a bright red and looked at Rachel who was trying not to laugh. "She doesn't count she's like my second mom," Puck said immediately. "I promise that the next girl that comes in here, I will totally seduce successfully."

"Mom? What are you doing here?" Quinn asks immediately getting up and putting her laptop down. "Rachel this is my mother—mother this is Rachel."

Judy smiled at Rachel, it was a pleasant smile, "So you're the Rachel, that I've heard so much about, or well I would if Quinn ever picked up the phone to call me. It's like she forgets that I spent nearly ten hours in labor with her and her sister."

"Mom!" Quinn hisses mortified. Her mother was doing this on purpose.

Rachel smiled and shook Judy's hand with her good hand. "It's a pleasure to meet you Mrs. Fabray."

"Please call me Judy. You don't mind if I borrow my daughter for a bit do you?" Judy asked.

Rachel looked over at Quinn who was shaking her head and then looked at Judy, who seemed to be waiting for her permission. She smiled and nodded, "Of course, I'll try and remind Quinn to call you more often."

Judy smiled, she liked meeting her children's friends and if those friends chose to insist that her children call her more often then so be it. "It won't take long. I simply need to talk to her about her most recent behavior."

"She told you. That little—rat." Quinn said as Judy looked at her and finally noticed the bruise on her daughter's cheek.

"Don't talk about your sister like that Quinn. She seems to be the only one actively trying to give me grandchildren." Judy moved around the bed and tilted Quinn's face up and shook her head, "Did you put an ice pack on this?" Judy asks as she pulls her daughter out of the room, ignoring the fact that Quinn was trying to get herself free.

"You're not supposed to imply that she's your favorite, and no. Mom I'm fine," Quinn said as she tried to free herself.

"I'm not implying anything. She currently is my favorite. Married with a baby on the way and she knows how to be kind to her dear mother. You know she can't lie to me." Judy said simply pulling Quinn out of the room.

"I didn't lie I just—didn't tell you!" Quinn argues shooting Rachel a look before she's pulled out of sight.

Rachel looks at Puck who is still flushed from his earlier handling, wondering if she made the right decision. "Will Quinn be alright? I mean she wasn't serious about her sister being her favorite was she?" Rachel asks.

Puck laughs, "She was joking, sort of. I think. She really wants lots of grandkids to spoil." Puck answers. "She's probably just upset that Quinn didn't call her to come bail her out of jail. And didn't tell her about the serious charges she was facing."

Rachel bit her lip, "She was just trying to protect me—"

"Don't worry Quinn probably got a slap on the wrist, her older sister and her sister in law are some fancy lawyers. If they can't get her out of a simple brawl, then they should hang up their lawyer badges." Puck said with a shrug.

Rachel smiled, "Lawyer badges?" she asked amusement in her voice. Puck was fun it was no wonder Quinn made him the fun loving pirate in her book.

"What were you thinking getting into a fight?" Judy demanded the moment she had a moment alone with her daughter.

Quinn scowled and immediately got defensive. "He was abusing her. Then he has the audacity to show up to the hospital twice. With fucking flowers—the second time. Thank god Puck was there cause if he came to close—"

"You'd what you'd get yourself arrested again? How is that supposed to help her? I'm aware that you enjoy writing about knights and the idea appeals to you, but you know that violence isn't the answer." Judy said sagely. "Oh I understand wanting to do it, but do you really believe that showing that you're violent to someone who has been abused is the healthiest thing?"

"He hit her while she was pregnant." Quinn said with a grumble, she was going to find Charlie and kick her ass. This was exactly why she hadn't wanted her mother knowing what she was in for. "I just gave him a taste of his own medicine." It's probably the only thing that's going to happen to him.

Judy studied Quinn for a moment, she hadn't believed Santana when she was basically of the opinion that Quinn was in love with her. But it was becoming quite obvious. That Santana was right on the money, the situation was complicated enough, "Yes and he used violence and I imagine fear tactics. He probably hit her when he was angry and he lashed out. You can't be seen as the same no matter how angry he makes you."

Quinn sighs, mostly she's just furious that Finn wasn't going to jail. He wasn't going to feel the same fear or pain that he had inflicted on Rachel. That's what bothered her the most, he deserved it. He deserved to be locked away, quite frankly for the rest of his life. "I know—and I have no intention of getting violent again. She needs me more than I need to beat on his face." Quinn admits and watches as her mother sighs.

"Quinn I need you to be careful more than anything, if he has no problem hitting a pregnant woman think about that type of person then. Many of these cases don't end well. So I need you to not antagonize him any further. I mean look at what he did to your face." Judy said.

Quinn scowls, "You could have told me all this over the phone mom. You didn't need to come down to Ohio to tell me to be careful."

"I came down to Ohio, because you got arrested and you didn't think that telling your mother was a good idea. Really Quinn, if you want to keep secrets from me I suggest that you don't have it be something this big. And you don't leave your sister alone in a room with me, without a sufficient lie at the ready. You should know better." Judy sighed. "What's your plan?"

"I'm going to have Santana walk Rachel through her options, and maybe help her out with making the right decision," Quinn said. "She needs legal advice, and Santana is a better choice than Frannie."

Judy loved all her children equally and she was very aware of Frannie's personal flaws, she didn't exactly put on kids gloves ever with anyone. "You may be right but if this—Finn person has no problem hitting a pregnant woman."

"That's why Puck is right there, I'll make sure that everyone is safe," Quinn said including Rachel. She had thought this through. Finn wasn't going to hurt anyone else.

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