Disclaimer: I am just borrowing them for the fun of writing, BUT I do own the plot, ideas and original characters.

A/N: Thank you so much to my beta, Heather! (Bookgurrrl)

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A/N3: Keep in mind, within this AU... There is no Puck/Quinn, no Finn/Rachel, Quinn is NOT pregnant at all, Puck's dad never left when he was a kid and Puck will be OOC so yes, totally AU, though you'll see similarities to the episodes.

A/N4: Voting is now open for the Glee Awards and will be until June 26th, so don't forget to head on over before then and cast your votes! Both 'Out of the Blue' and 'Starlight' are nominated in the 'Best Work-in-Progress' category as well as the 'Favorite Puck/Rachel' one competing against some awesome fics and authors who are also friends of mine. The voting entry is here: ( community . livejournal . com/ gleeawards/ 4156 . html ) (remove spaces) You don't have to be an LJ user to vote; you can use email or post to their voting entry. All the instructions on how to vote and where to send your emails are on the link I listed. Thank you to whoever nominated and seconded me. I have never been nominated in anything like this before, so it truly is an honor!

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Ethan woke up just before his four-am alarm went off and grabbed his phone out of habit, going online to check the status of their flight and it was a good thing he did; their flight had been canceled at two-am. Getting up and gathering their flight information, he called the airline to figure out a new flight and they had two others that day, one an hour earlier at eight-thirty, or one at noon; he opted for the one at eight-thirty, knowing it would be a rushed morning, but with the noon flight, they wouldn't get back to Ohio until eleven at night and with a two hour drive home, there was no way either of the teens would be able to go to school the next day.

After taking a shower, he called his wife at home and told her about the flight change, and she assured him it would be alright; an hour wasn't a big deal and Finn was staying at the house to watch Arin, so things would be alright, even with the time change.

Once their conversation was over, he headed for the room the teens were in. He didn't want to wake them up, but he didn't have a choice; they had an hour less to get ready and would have to hurry to make their flight, so he moved into the room and over to the bed, turning on the light as he reached them. "Noah, Rachel," he said softly resting his hand on his son's shoulder.

Rachel stirred first and opened her eyes, looking at him, "Ethan? What's wrong?" She asked, knowing their alarm hadn't gone off, so they weren't waking up late.

At Rachel moving, Noah opened his eyes to the light and his dad, "dad?"

"Get up guys. Our flight was canceled so I had to reschedule us for a flight an hour earlier," he murmured, "we've gotta leave here by six," he added.

Rachel's eyes widened and Noah sighed, but both sat up, "when did you find out?" Noah asked, rubbing his eyes.

"I checked our flight status when I got up about forty-five minutes ago. I gotta call the guys and let them know so they can check their flight back to New York in case theirs was canceled, too."

Noah grabbed his phone and turned the alarm off and saw it was almost four-thirty, "alright, we're up. Did you call mom yet?"

"Yeah, I just got off the phone with her. Finn is hanging out at the house with Arin tonight, so an hour difference won't be a big deal," he explained. "I was going to order room service, but I think it's best we just stop and get something on the way," he explained.

Noah rubbed his eyes again and tried to focus, but he wasn't awake quite yet, "okay."

"Sorry I had to wake you guys up like this, but I didn't have a choice," he said softly.

"It's okay," Rachel replied, nodding at him.

He returned her nod, "alright. I'm gonna go call the guys."

As Ethan walked out of the room, Noah sighed, "well shit," he muttered.

"We should really get up, Noah. We don't have that much time," Rachel said sadly.

"I know, that's why I said that," he wrapped his arms around her in a tight hug and kissed her on her forehead before letting go and shifting out of the blankets and stood up.

Rachel watched him get out of bed, enjoying the view of his bare chest and back, "he's right. There isn't anything wrong with enjoying the view," she thought, smiling as she slid towards the edge of the bed and stood up.

Noah turned around and saw her smile, and he returned it, "like what you see?" He asked casually, slipping his phone into his pocket.

Her cheeks warmed up, but she nodded, "yes, I do, Noah," she replied honestly.

"Screw morning breath and other things," he thought, leaning forward and pressing a kiss to her lips, letting his hands brush through her hair. "I'm glad," he whispered as they pulled away. "And this show will rerun on request, too," he winked at her before turning and heading out of the room.

She was stunned for a moment at his final words, the blush on her cheeks getting redder as the meaning sunk in, but she liked it.

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Noah, Rachel and Ethan managed to be ready just before six and Alex and Tim came to meet them; their flight to New York had not changed, so they would still get to the airport and stay like they had planned; they'd just have an extra hour to hang out.

Going through the room one last time to make sure they didn't forget anything, they checked out of their rooms and loaded up the rental SUV and left the hotel, stopping at the nearest McDonald's on their way to the airport.

Noah was dressed in a black hoodie with the Adidas logo on the front in white; he didn't want to use the OSU hoodie he'd worn to LA because it would ruin his chances of hiding in it again, so he opted for another one he'd brought along.

They dropped off their rental and headed for the doors by their check-in desk, and as soon as he got near them, paparazzi cameras were going off so he waved at them a few times, ignoring the questions they were throwing his direction as he continued to walk inside, taking a spot in line at the ticket counter with his dad, girlfriend, Tim and Alex.

The paparazzi was the only part of the business that he truly hated. He didn't mind photo shoots, but he hated that in certain places, no matter where he went a camera followed, but at this moment, as soon as they got in line, a spot opened up at the ticket counter and the group moved towards it. Ethan, Rachel and Noah got checked in their luggage first and got their boarding passes and then Tim and Alex did for the flight, before the five of them made their way towards the security line.

With a longer line, the paparazzi had a chance to get some more pictures of him and his girlfriend together; he was standing casually with her in front of him, his arms draped around her shoulders, while his chin rested on her head. Knowing they were waiting for something 'big', he made it interesting and shifted a little kissing her cheek and her neck, his lips remaining there for a long moment, hearing clicks from the cameras just feet away.

"Noah, you're going to get in trouble," Rachel murmured, not wanting him to stop, but knew he should, so she turned her head a little to look at him.

"You think I care?" He eyed her, pressing a kiss to her lips, "I don't. I love you and I want the whole world to know," he added softly as they continued through the line.

Rachel blushed and turned in his arms so she could rest her head on his chest, her arms around his waist, "I love you, too," she replied.

When they reached the front of the line, they moved to the next empty counter and Noah passed Rachel's bag to her, since it had been hanging on his shoulder with his bag. It didn't take long for all of them to get through without any issues and once on the other side of the checkpoint, they gathered up their things and moved on.

With security tighter in the airports now-a-days, the paparazzi lost sight of them once they were through security, but with enough people around, Noah still needed a little protection in the busy airport, which is why Alex and Tim's flight was scheduled to leave just after theirs had left; so the two bodyguards could be at the airport at the same time without going through extra paperwork or getting permission for them to escort him to his gate.

Stopping at Starbucks again, they all got extra large coffees and sat down at an empty table in the food court for a bit, but soon made their way towards their gate; arriving just a few minutes before it was going to start boarding.

The original plan was that Ethan, Rachel and Noah would leave Los Angeles at nine-thirty and Tim and Alex would catch a nine-forty-five flight to New York, but with the Ohioans flight rescheduled for an hour earlier, the two men had plenty of time to get to their gate, so they waited with the three and they all said their goodbyes for a few weeks.

As first-class was called to board, Ethan, Noah and Rachel checked in and with waves to the guys, the three walked down the ramp to the plane and found their seats. Rachel took the window seat again and Noah sat between Rachel and Ethan.

"I'm gonna sleep for a few hours," Noah said looking at his dad and then Rachel.

Rachel nodded, "I think that would be wise. As long as we do focus on our Spanish for at least part of the flight."

Noah slipped his arm around her shoulders and kissed her, "we will, just after a nap," he promised.

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Once the plane was in the air, Noah and Rachel snuggled up together and drifted off to sleep, hoping to spend at least half of their flight sleeping.

A hour and a half after take-off, the plane landed in the Dallas/Fort Worth airport to refuel and was soon on it's way to Columbus. The drawback to a flight from Los Angeles to Columbus was that it took only eight hours, but because of the time difference of three hours, when the plane lands in Ohio, it will be seven-thirty-pm, making it an 'eleven' hour flight; a long day of travel.

Noah had changed the time zone on his phone from Pacific to Eastern time before he settled in for a nap, so when he woke up and dug his iPhone from his pocket, he saw three-forty-five and knew they were about four hours from Ohio.

Glancing at his dad, he could tell he was asleep with his elbow resting on the armrest and his head leaning against his hand, and ear buds tucked in. Rachel was also asleep against him, so he remained where he was, his free hand brushing through her hair and pushing it behind her ears, enjoying their closeness.

Feeling warmth and soft touches of someone's hand in her hair, Rachel's eyes fluttered open and she turned her head to look up at her boyfriend, "hey," she smiled at him.

He pressed a kiss to her lips, "hey back," he said gently.

"Did you have a good nap?" She asked, shifting her hand from where it was on his chest to her eyes, rubbing them gently.

"Yeah, I did," he nodded kissing her forehead, "how about you?"

"Yes. I was dreaming. That usually tells me I'm sleeping well," she explained, not moving from where she was, leaning against his chest, his arm around her back.

He looked down at her playfully, "really? About what? Or should I ask who was in it? I didn't interrupt anything important, did I?" He wiggled his eyebrows.

She blushed, a small giggle escaping her lips, "you were in it, but it's nothing I can't continue later," she admitted.

"In your dreams or in real life? Because I'm game for, you know, making your dreams come true," he whispered close to her ear.

Rachel's eyes widened at his words, "Noah, I..." She blushed, unable to figure out just how to respond to that.

He laughed lightly and kissed her again, his hand rubbing her back gently, figuring it was best to change the subject, "so homework?"

Not wanting to move, she nodded, "yes, we should," she sighed lightly, then sat up a little straighter in her seat.

Noah reached forward and grabbed their carry-ons and soon they both had their books out, reading over the chapters their classes were working on and taking notes, also doing the small assignments that were mixed into the chapter, just to have them done for later. When Rachel's hand had paused in taking notes, Noah reached over and wrote 'te quiero, mi novia' on her paper.

She eyed the words he wrote and then looked at him confused, "what does that mean?" She asked.

" 'I love you, my girlfriend'," he responded.

"I love you, too, Noah," she replied not catching on.

He smirked, "it means that, babe. Well, it's one way to say it. I could have said 'te amo' and it would mean the same thing," he explained.

She blushed at her lack of knowledge in the language; she was only in first year Spanish, so he was a year ahead of her, "I'm sorry, I didn't know."

"Don't apologize," he said leaning to kiss her lips, "you haven't learned that yet, but now you know."

"I do," she nodded and smiled at him. "If 'novia' means girlfriend, does 'novio' mean boyfriend?" She asked, "we've learned about the masculine and feminine forms of words," she admitted.

"Yep, it does mean that," he nodded in understanding.

Rachel eyed the words and turned to him, "te quiero, mi novio," she smiled at him.

He kissed her lovingly as his response before the two returned to their work, both with smiles on their faces.

Noah finished his work first and as he put his stuff away, he woke his dad up, but Ethan didn't mind. A little later, Rachel finished her work and they were now about an hour from Ohio. Relaxing in their seats for the last of their flight, Noah was getting more nervous because he realized that the closer they got to Ohio, the sooner he'd have to face her dads; he knew his dad wouldn't let them get out of telling her dads.

As the plane touched down on the tarmac in Columbus and taxied towards the gate, they, along with the rest of the first class passengers got off first and headed towards their baggage claim. All of their phones were beeping as new messages arrived, now that they had service and as they walked, they glanced at their phones, but once they saw Deborah, the put them away to talk to her.

"Welcome home," Deborah greeted with a smile.

Ethan wrapped his arms around her, "good to be home," he murmured kissing her lovingly.

As the parents pulled apart, Noah hugged his mom, "missed you, mom," he said kissing her cheek.

"Missed you, too, Noah," she replied as they hugged and then she pulled away, "you, too, Rachel. Did you have fun?" She asked as she hugged Rachel.

Rachel returned her hug and nodded, "yes, it was amazing," she smiled, "but I missed being home, too."

Once their bags appeared on the conveyer belt, they collected them and the four made their way out to the parking lot where Deborah had parked Noah's SUV, "can I drive home?" Noah asked as they reached it and began to put their bags into the back.

Deborah handed him the keys, "I don't see why not; it is your car."

He took his keys and was thankful she let him; wanting to drive, so he had something else to focus on aside from the upcoming conversation.

Rachel took the passenger seat in the front with Noah, while Ethan and Deborah sat in the back and after making a quick stop at a local fast food place to get something to eat, they were on their way home.

They kept the conversation light, but Deborah could tell there was something they weren't saying, but she knew from her and Ethan's phone conversation the day prior that they wanted to talk to her dads about something, so she knew soon she'd find out what was up.

Once they reached the Lima city limits, Noah was glad to finally be home, but he was still nervous about confronting her dads, so he reached over and took Rachel's hand in his and squeezed it gently.

Rachel smiled at their joined hands, and placed her other hand on top of his, sandwiching his hand between hers. She knew he was nervous and hoped this could at least help reassure him that things would be okay, but in the back of her mind, she was also nervous. Like Ethan, her dads had never been faced with her dating before, so she had no idea how they would react; she just hoped that they would not ground her, forbid her to see him or do something drastic like that.

Pulling up to the Berry's house just before ten, Noah parked along the street, where he usually parked, and as everyone else got out, he stayed in the car for a moment, trying to relax. Sliding out moments later, he helped his dad get Rachel's bags from the back and then the four made their way up to the front door. Rachel opened the door and once she stepped in, she called out, "dad, daddy, I'm home!"

Alan and David emerged from the den where they had been, "welcome home, sweetheart," Alan said walking over to them and hugging her.

David hugged Rachel next, "did you guys have fun?"

Rachel grinned, "it was amazing! Did you see any news about the premiere?"

Alan laughed, "Deborah sent us some YouTube links of interviews and we saw yours with Ryan," he replied.

"It's online already?" She gasped.

Noah laughed, "I'm not surprised," he admitted nervously.

The two fathers looked around, slightly confused as to why the three Puckermans were still there, "um, don't take this the wrong way, but don't you guys want to get home?" David asked curiously.

"Yes," Noah nodded, "that's a great idea! We should go home, I'll drive," he said turning and heading towards the door.

Ethan grabbed the hood of his hoodie and tugged him back, "not so fast, Noah Aaron. You two have explaining to do. You're not getting out of it," Ethan said firmly.

Rachel looked at her dads, "dad, daddy, we have to tell you something," she said softly.

Alan and David exchanged concerned glances, "this sounds like a 'we need to sit down' conversation," Alan said moving into the living room.

"They didn't elope did they?" David asked Ethan seriously.

Ethan laughed, "no."

David sighed in relief as they all moved into the living room and took seats; everyone except Noah, who opted to stand, leaning against the arm of a couch, where Rachel was sitting.

Deborah and Ethan were sitting next to each other and she was just as curious, "what are you hiding?" She asked her husband.

"I didn't hide it. I just felt it wasn't something to be discussed over the phone," Ethan replied, "which is why we're all sitting here and Arin is at home; she doesn't need to hear this."

"Dad caught Rachel and I sleeping together Monday morning," Noah blurted out.

"Noah!" "You didn't what?" "Rachel!"

Rachel quickly jumped in to clarify, "sleeping, as in, asleep in the same bed."

"How did this happen?" David asked with wide eyes.

The two teens quickly went through the same story, the truth, that they had told Ethan, each saying a few sentences before the other would take over.

"I already went through the, 'they are only teenagers and have the rest of their lives to share that' conversation, but I would be a hypocrite if I disciplined them for it," Ethan explained, "Deborah and I were Seniors at McKinley when she got pregnant with Noah and he was born just a few months after we graduated."

"We didn't do anything," Noah said softly, "we just slept in the same bed, and it was great, but neither of us are ready to go that far and we won't be for a long time."

Alan and David, as shocked as they were, gave the teens a chance to talk, trying to come up with something to say. Deborah, much like Ethan, once she heard what happened, agreed with what Ethan had done. They couldn't say much, so the ball was currently in David and Alan's court.

"I also knew I couldn't speak for you two, so I told them they would tell you as soon as we dropped Rachel off," Ethan explained.

"I was not going to hide this from you," Rachel added, "even if he hadn't told us to tell you, I still would have. I will never lie to you or hide anything. I have never before and I don't plan to start, please trust me," she said a little worried at her dads' silence.

"Give Alan and I a few minutes to talk in private," David said getting up.

Alan nodded and got up, following David to the other side of the house.

Noah took his girlfriend's hand and squeezed it, "I'm not going anywhere," he told her.

She smiled up at him, but now she was just as nervous as he was; her dads hardly ever excused themselves to discuss anything in private, so that worried her, "I know. They just never do this and I don't know what to think."

He moved to sit down next to her and pulled her into his arms, "we didn't do anything wrong," he told her, "I'm sure they just want to talk and agree on something before they talk to us," he rubbed her back, "just relax."

"I'm trying," she admitted, then looked up at him, "I love you."

He brushed a hand along her cheek, "I love you, too, Rachel," he replied giving her a loving hug.

"That answers our question," David said as he and Alan returned and retook their seats.

Noah and Rachel jumped apart, not expecting them back so soon, "I, um, -"

Alan held up his hand and shook his head, "let us talk, Noah," he requested softly.

Rachel took her boyfriend's hand in hers, waiting to hear what they had to say.

"We had a feeling that you'd have difficulty sleeping," Alan started, "so for that, Noah, we're glad you were able to help her sleep."

David continued on so the teens couldn't speak up yet, "we also know you know what could happen if you two did go that far, but we trust you, both of you," he told them.

"You two are both very mature for your age and we're aware that teens are not waiting for marriage to have sex, but we believe you when you say you're not ready and won't be for a long time," Alan continued. "We're not going to say you can't, because it's typical psychology, if we tell you not to do something, you're going to do it, just to spite us, and we don't want that."

"We're trusting that you two are telling us the truth and we won't keep an eye on you guys, because thus far you have been honest with us. Your relationship has progressed slowly over the last few months and now hearing that you two have expressed you love for each other, we know that this just isn't a crush or infatuation, there are real feelings here," David explained.

"If the time comes when you two do feel ready, we won't stop you, but we just hope you think about it. Noah, we've gotten to know you pretty well over the past few months and we know you won't do anything to hurt Rachel or force her to do anything she doesn't want to do, so stop looking like you're going to be sick or run," Alan laughed lightly, seeing the expression on Noah's face.

Noah swallowed nervously and nodded, trying to relax, but he couldn't help the worry still in his gut, but he felt a lot better hearing they trusted him and believed he wouldn't hurt her.

"Nothing changes. You guys spend more time around the house than you do in your room and when you are in there, you guys keep the door open, so just keep that up and Noah, you know you're always welcome here. We were also going to mention that this winter, if you two are here and with the weather the way it is around here, you're welcome to stay the night in the guestroom; we don't want you driving around in the snow and ice if you don't have to," David said.

"The same goes for you, Rachel," Ethan said. "I wouldn't forgive myself if something happened to you on your way home because of the weather," he added.

"Thank you," Rachel nodded at Ethan, "I appreciate that."

Noah nodded in agreement, "I do, too. I don't mind driving in the weather, but I just might take you up on the offer a few times, depending on how bad the winter gets," he explained, relaxing a little as he and Rachel exchanged glances, "um, so you guys aren't going to kill me?" Noah asked.

David, Alan, Ethan and Deborah all laughed lightly, and Alan shook his head, "no, Noah, we're not. We trust you both, but if either of you do something to break that trust, it will be hard to get it back," Alan explained.

"You guys got together kind of quickly and oddly, but have been honest with us from the start and as long as you keep that up, things will be okay," David finished with a smile.

The clock on the mantle dinged on the hour and they realized it was eleven at night. Rachel and Noah had relaxed and were glad her dads were accepting of the news, knowing it could have gone the other way.

"Thank you, guys. You have my word that we will be honest with all of you," Noah said truthfully.

"We will," Rachel agreed squeezing her boyfriend's hand, "thank you for being understanding," she added happily.

Content that the conversation had come to an end, Noah went on to invite David and Alan over Sunday night for the awards and soon the three Puckermans were leaving the house, after Noah and Rachel shared a long goodnight hug and kiss, promising to see each other the next day at school.

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Spanish used:

Te quiero/Te amo, mi novio/novia = I love you, my boyfriend/girlfriend

I took 4 years of Spanish from 8th to 11th grade and then took all 3 classes at my college; I love the language. I won't say I'm fluent in it, but I know enough to get around and have conversations in it.

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A/N5: What did you guys think? Review and let me know. It is pretty short and I fully intended to put the awards in this chapter, but it wouldn't fit all in this one, so I chose to make it the next chapter.

A/N6: Huge hugs to all! You guys rock! All the story alerts, favorites, and reviews I'm getting mean so much. You do not know how awesome your reviews make me feel, so please keep them coming! I'm getting better at responding to them, but I know I have many I need to respond to, but I will soon.

A/N7: After finding out my schedule for next week, I wanted to post something for you all. Aside from today (Friday) I will have 1 day off in the next 9 days, so I'm not going to have a lot of free time to be writing. We have the big wigs in town and we're short handed by 2 people, but the big wigs will be gone after next week, so I will hopefully go back to a more normal schedule and have more time to write. Writing is the only thing that keeps me sane and without being able to write as much, I've wanted to either pull my hair out or tell everyone at work to fuck off, LOL.

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