Beautiful People Chapter 14: Senior Year, Part 1, a glee fanfic

Another pregnancy! What will Noah think? Read on to find out!

For the Elix/Puck duet:

Italics – Elix
Bold – Puck

Puck could feel the blood drain from his face as he stared at Elix in shock. "I'm sorry, what? It sounded like you said you're pregnant again." This couldn't be true. They were careful. They took precautions. How was this happening?

"I know, babe. I can't believe it either, but I went to the doctor today because I wasn't feeling well, and they took a test just to make sure. I'm pregnant again, Noah," Elix said, obviously nervous that Puck would react poorly. Noah couldn't handle the fearful look in Elix's eyes, so he pulled the shorter male into a tight hug, kissing the top of his head softly.

"Hey, it's gonna be okay. We're gonna be okay," Noah assured both of them. At that moment, there was a knock on the front door. Elix pulled away from Noah and opened the door, revealing a disheveled-looking Katrina standing there.

"I have something to tell you," she said, slowly stepping into the apartment.

"Me too," Elix mumbled as they made their way to the couch. Once they were seated, each of them took a deep breath and spoke at the same time.

"I'm pregnant." They looked at each other in utter surprise. They continued speaking at the same time, and their responses surprisingly matched up. "How far along are you? Three weeks. We're gonna be pregnant together!" They pulled each other into a hug as Noah chuckled and went into the twins' room, opting to give the pregnant teens some privacy.

Katrina's enthusiasm quickly vanished and returned to the defeated look she had earlier. "What's wrong, sweetie?" Elix asked, concerned for his best friend.

"I told Mike," she responded, sounding somewhat defeated. "He left me."

Elix was furious. "What the fuck? He left you? What the hell for?"

Katrina sighed dejectedly before explaining. "He said he wasn't ready to be a father. He said he doesn't want to waste his youth on a child."

Elix was seeing red. There was a certain Asian male dancer that was going to be on the receiving end of a huge screaming match the next day. "Don't worry, doll," Elix said soothingly to his best friend. "Everything's gonna be okay. You have me, Noah, and everybody else in New Directions. We're a family and we're here for each other."

Katrina offered Elix a soft smile as she discreetly wiped her eyes. "Can I stay here tonight?" she asked weakly, her voice hoarse from crying. "I don't wanna be alone. Not right now."

"Of course," Elix assured her, rubbing her back comfortingly. "You're always welcome here. Always."

"Mike, we need to talk," Elix said dangerously, cornering the dancer in the empty hallway as soon as school was over.

"Now's not a good time, Elix," Mike said, trying to avoid the blonde. Obviously, he was not successful, since he stopped dead in his tracks when he heard the murderous tone in the cheerleader's voice.

"I don't give a flying rat's ass if it's not a good time. I'm going to talk and you're going to listen, Mike Chang," Elix growled, leaving no room for argument.

Reluctantly, the taller male turned to face the seething blonde. "Fine. What do you want?" he snapped irritably. He immediately cowered when he saw the look in Elix's eyes.

"First of all, if you value having genitals, you'll use a different tone with me. Second, what the fuck is wrong with you? Katrina is the best thing to ever happen to you and she cares about you more than anything in this world. So, now that she needs you more than anything, you just abandon her? Honestly, that was what I expected Noah to do the first time he knocked me up, but I never expected something like that from you. You're going to fix this, Mike, and you're going to fix it very, very soon."

Mike looked at Elix with a confused expression. "Did you just say 'the first time' he knocked you up?"

Elix let his bitch-face soften for a second as he realized his slip. As soon as it was gone, it had reappeared. "We're not talking about me, Mike. We're talking about how bad you fucked up."

The dancer looked down at the floor in shame. "You're right. But I screwed up too bad. She won't take me back."

"How do you know unless you try?" Elix asked, his tone softening enough to where the other man felt comfortable looking him in the eyes. "Listen, this week's glee assignment is to sing how we feel. Dedicate a song to her. Girls and guys like me love to be serenaded," the blonde suggested before turning to walk away. He stopped when he heard Mike say something.

"I can't do that, Elix. I can't sing to save my life. You know that."

Elix turned to look at the other boy with sympathy in his eyes. "Yes you can, Mike. I've heard you singing when you think the choir room's empty and you have an amazing voice. You just lack confidence. Pick a song that's easy for you to sing. As long as it's sincere, she'll love it." He made to leave again when Mike called his name one more time.

"Elix. Thank you."

The blonde gave an acknowledging nod and smile before walking off.

Schue walked into the choir room the next day with his usual fake cheer. "Okay guys, today's gonna be kind of busy. Puck and Elix are doing a duet and Mike's actually going to a sing a solo, then we need to discuss group numbers. Puck, Elix, are you both ready?"

"Hells yeah, Schue," Puck said, heading with Elix down to the front of the room.

Elix turned to face the rest of the group. "Since the assignment was to sing whatever we felt, and we felt sexy, we're going with "Revolver" by Madonna and Lil Wayne." They couldn't help but chuckle when they saw Schuester put his head in his hands. He obviously was familiar with the song.

My love's a revolver
My love's a revolver

Oops, I guess I shot ya, my finger's on the trigger
I had a bullet with your name on it, click-click
I'm a sex pistol, my love should be illegal
Real deal, baby, I'm no counterfeit, click-click

Line 'em up, knock 'em down
If looks could kill, e-o-e-o
My body's fully loaded
And I've got more ammo
Line 'em up, knock 'em down
If looks could kill, e-o-e-o
You're an accessory to murder, 'cause

My love's a revolver
My sex is a killer
Do you wanna die happy?
Do you wanna die happy?
My love's a revolver
My sex is a killer
Do you wanna die happy?
Do you wanna die happy?
I let it bang, bang

You've been hit by a smooth criminal, a bad boy
I gotcha crying to your mama, saying I can't believe it
I've seen your type, bring a knife into a gun fight
Caught up in the law right, I think I'm in love right

I shoot 'em bang, bang
I shoot 'em bang, bang
Mirror, mirror on the wall
Who's the baddest of them all?
I shoot 'em bang, bang
I shoot 'em bang, bang
I line 'em up and watch them fall

Bang, the shooter name is Wayne
The victim didn't complain
He just screamed, shoot again
I gave him extra rounds
My barrel twist around
I am Mr. Shoot 'em down
I leave hearts on the ground
My love is a weapon
And yes, I use it well
Then I let the rose petals
Cover up the bullet shell
I never shoot and tell
I only shoot to kill
And that vest ain't gonna help ya
Even if it's made of steel
My love is a revolver

My love's a revolver
My sex is a killer
Do you wanna die happy?
Do you wanna die happy?
My love's a revolver
My sex is a killer
Do you wanna die happy?
Do you wanna die happy?
My love's a revolver
My sex is a killer
Do you wanna die happy?
Do you wanna die happy?
My love's a revolver
My sex is a killer
Do you wanna die happy?
Do you wanna die happy?
I let it bang, bang

I shoot 'em bang, bang
I shoot 'em bang, bang
I line 'em up and watch them fall
I shoot 'em bang, bang
I shoot 'em bang, bang
I line 'em up and watch them fall

As Elix and Puck made their way back to their seats, they ignored another one of Schue's "What's Appropriate for School" speeches. Finally, Schue introduced Mike to perform. The dancer made his way to the front of the room, his eyes never leaving the ground.

"I screwed up really bad recently and this is my way of making up for it," he mumbled to the floor as Iyaz's "Solo" started playing. As he started singing, eyes still on the ground, the room was pleasantly surprised to find that he could, in fact, sing well.

See how we used to be a team
Running the streets
Yeah, we was living out our dream, oh
You used to be my rider
I was your provider
And now we separated in two
Oh we was burning up the block
And everybody know when we step in the spot, oh
See, we was like the dynamic duo
I'd never thought that you'd go, but you did
Yeah you did

Mike chanced a look up at Katrina and saw so many emotions running through her eyes. He saw anger, sadness, hurt, and possibly a hint of forgiveness. He hoped he wasn't imagining that.

Oh baby you left and sailed away alone
And now you got me trapped up on this island
With nowhere to get home

And I don't wanna go, no
I don't wanna go, go
I don't wanna go, no
I don't wanna go, no
I don't want to walk this earth
If I gotta do it solo
Cause I was so high
And I was so low
And I don't wanna walk around alone, solo
And I don't want to walk this earth
If I gotta do it solo

You asked me pinned onto my top line
Put us together
And you have to hit the rewind
See, you give me a purpose
Now I'm getting nervous
That my heart will never sing again
Oh, when we were burning up the airways
Didn't know I was from the Virgin Islands to the U.K.
See, we was on the way to the platinum and gold
Never thought you'd go, but you did
Yeah, you did

Oh baby you left and sailed away alone
And now you got me trapped up on this island
With nowhere to get home

And I don't wanna go, no
I don't wanna go, go
I don't wanna go, no
I don't wanna go, no
I don't want to walk this earth
If I gotta do it solo
Cause I was so high
And I was so low
And I don't wanna walk around alone, solo
And I don't want to walk this earth
If I gotta do it solo

S-O-L-O
I don't wanna walk S-O-L-O
I don't wanna walk S-O-L-O
Oh no
I don't wanna walk S-O-L-O
I don't wanna walk S-O-L-O
I don't ever wanna let your love go
Whoa
I don't wanna walk S-O-L-O

And I don't wanna go, no
I don't wanna go, go
I don't wanna go, no
I don't wanna go, no
I don't want to walk this earth
If I gotta do it solo
Cause I was so high
And I was so low
And I don't wanna walk around alone, solo
And I don't want to walk this earth
If I gotta do it solo

Everyone except Katrina stood to cheer and clap for Mike's newly discovered talent. Mike walked up to Katrina and knelt down so he was eye-level with her. "Katrina, I'm so sorry for what I did. I want to be there with you every step of the way. Can you forgive me?"

Katrina looked over to Elix, silently asking his opinion. When the blonde simply smiled, Katrina took a deep breath and looked back at Mike. "If you ever break my heart again, I will castrate you." Mike chuckled as he pulled Katrina into a bone-crushing hug.

"Why am I so nervous?" Elix asked, sitting on the examination table as they waited for Dr. Sanders to come into the examination room for their first ultrasound. "It's not like we haven't done this before. Why am I freaking out?"

"It's because you care, babe," Puck said, standing up from the chair he was sitting in and walking to stand in front of Elix. He wrapped his arms around the blonde's waist and allowed Elix to rest his head on his muscular chest. "You just have to relax. Take a deep breath. Everything's gonna be fine."

Before Elix could say anything back, the door opened and Dr. Sanders walked in, smiling warmly when she realized who was in the room. "There's my favorite couple," she said excitedly. "It's good to see you both again. Are you ready to see your newest baby?"

Elix nodded at the doctor as he lay on the table, Puck holding his hand the whole time. Elix lifted his shirt up to just above his stomach as Dr. Sanders applied the gel to his abs. Elix flinched at the cold feeling, causing Puck to naturally squeeze his hand protectively. Dr. Sanders placed the wand instrument on Elix's stomach and flipped on the monitor. She moved the wand around on Elix's abs, looking at the monitor to find the form of the baby. After a couple moments of the monitor not picking anything up, the doctor's brows furrowed in confusion. Elix looked at her with concern in his eyes.

"Is everything okay?" he asked, his voice weak. He wasn't sure he wanted to know the answer.

Dr. Sanders turned the monitor off and put the wand away before turning to Elix. "I'm so sorry, Elix. Male pregnancies are rare enough, but male miscarriages are almost unheard of. Elix, I am so, so sorry," the doctor said genuinely. Elix's face went blank, shattering Puck's heart into millions of pieces. As much as he hated to see Elix cry or explode with anger, he hated seeing the blonde's numb expressionless face even more. Elix only had that face when he was too devastated to cry, or too angry to lash out. He would generally shut everything out for hours, almost as if he was in a coma. He wouldn't talk, eat, interact, or do anything until the funk went away, no matter what Noah did. It hurt the jock to see Elix in so much emotional pain.

The ride home was silent. Neither of them knew what to say. Elix's face never changed from the numb expression. When they got home, Elix silently walked into the twins' nursery.

"Thanks for baby-sitting, Katrina," Puck said to the pregnant girl sitting on the couch.

"It's no problem, Noah. They're always angels," Katrina said to Puck before sending a concerned look toward the nursery. "Is he okay?" she asked softly.

Puck shook his head sadly. "No. He…uh…he lost…" he couldn't finish the sentence, but Katrina understood what he was trying to say.

"Oh my god, that poor thing. I should go talk to him," she said, making her way to the twins' room before Puck stopped her.

"I think he just needs some alone time right now. Maybe you should wait until later," he suggested.

Katrina nodded before giving Puck a hug. "I'm so sorry that this happened, Noah."

"Thanks, Katrina," Puck said back. "I am too." Katrina left as Noah went to make himself a drink. After a few minutes, he noticed that Elix still hadn't left the twins' room, so he decided to go check on him. When he entered the room he saw Elix sitting against the wall with a sleeping twin in each arm and his head down, crying softly. Puck quickly sat beside the crying teen, wrapping an arm around him and pulling him closer. Elix rested his head on Puck's shoulder as his crying intensified and Puck was amazed that it hadn't woken the twins up.

"It's all my fault," Elix mumbled, his tears and Puck's shoulder making it sound muffled.

"Elix, it's not your fault at all."

"Yes, it is," the blonde said once he had calmed down a bit. "We didn't use protection on our anniversary, so that's probably when I got pregnant. Then I drank all that alcohol at Rachel's party. I killed our baby. It's all my fault."

Ok, so I know that this was a lot shorter than usual, but that's because there wasn't a way for this chapter to flow without cutting it into two parts! I hope you enjoyed it anyway!

Feel free to send me ideas for more Pix stories! I'm really falling in love with this pairing! :)

Also, if you haven't already, check out my newest story: "The PuckElix Songbook." If you like songfics, you'll love that! See you all next update!