Hi, sorry i've taken so long to write this, thank you so much to gleemylove for her help!

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And would you like the next chapter to be them apart or together?

Chapter three.

Noah had convinced Rachel to go to the single parent play date. She explained to him that she wasn't single anymore but he said they should all go as a family. So on Sunday the three went to Angel park. Rachel had left Noah and Gem on the blanket under the tree so that she could catch up with Martha and her 6 year old son, Toby. Rachel had met the blonde, angelic 6 year old many times, through babysitting him and through the day care centre.

"So Rach, what's the story with you and t

hat hottie you were with on Thursday?" Martha asked, laughing lightly when a blush appeared on Rachel's face.

"Well…he's actually Gem's dad."

"WHAT?" Martha spat out her drink of water. "I thought Gem's dad was, and I quote: 'A disrespectful, no good, dead beet man who was not worth the satisfaction of thinking about…but very, very good in bed',"

"I did not say he was very, very good in bed!" Rachel's blush grew deeper red.

"Hmm…but I bet he is, with his muscles and his hands and god those eyes,"

"MARTHA! Fine! He is very, very, very good in bed and extremely well endowed. Now would you please, kindly shut up about it!" Rachel scowled at her friends triumphant grin.

"I knew it! Soo are you gonna see him again?"

"Uh, actually he's here,"

"WHERE? God you two are doing the nasty again aren't you?" Martha craned her neck to scan the crowd.

"No! We aren't. But we are together again," Rachel explained.

"You two are together but not having sex?" Rachel nodded. "How on Earth? Because he seems to ooze sex and I know your not a prude."

"Yes I know very well of my own boyfriends sex appeal and of course I'm not a nun but I'm just not there yet. I haven't been intimate in a long time. Since before I was like 6 months pregnant," Rachel glanced over at Gemma and Noah, they were sitting side by side with their backs facing Rachel. Rachel could tell Noah was talking to her.

"Well you better do it soon, other wise he might look somewhere else."

Even though her intensions were aimed well Martha had just set off lots of doubt into Rachel's mind.

Rachel pecked Noah's cheek and sat down opposite him. Gemma crawled into Rachel's lap and clung around her waist straight away.

"Hey baby," Noah mumbled.

"What's the matter?" Rachel asked.

"Daddy no good," Gemma said clearly. Rachel and Noah both looked down at Gemma in awe. Rachel giggled and kissed Gemma's face all over. Noah was beaming.

"That was good kid," He said.

"So what is the matter, daddy?" Rachel teased.

"Well if you call me daddy then I'll have a different problem." Noah quickly rearranged him self and Rachel smacked his arm, "But everyone keeps staring at us,"

"Yep, why did you think I didn't want to come to this thing?" Rachel let her lips linger on his, "It's only because we're a couple of hot Jews, right?" She said against his lips. Noah grinned, kissing her again a little deeper.

"Yeah that's right." Noah said, twisting her hair onto his fingers.

Rachel heard someone clear their throats so she pulled away. Looking up to see Lindsey Wise. Rachel hated her so much!

"Hello Rachel," She drawled dropping down next to them on the blanket, "Oh Gemma you're so pretty. Have you missed your aunty Lindsey.?" Gemma turned her face away and clutched Noah's shirt with the arm that wasn't around Rachel's waist.

"Hi Lindsey how are you?" Rachel asked trying to be polite.

"Fine just fine. The more important question is who is this incredibly good looking man?" Lindsey said eyeing up Noah. Rachel glared at her.

"This is Noah Puckerman."

"Hello Noah, I'm Lindsey," Lindsey said pushing her boobs closer to Noah's face.

"S'Puck, only my girl can call me Noah," Noah said gruffly. Noting Rachel's appreciative smile. Lindsey chuckled.

"And Rachel's your girl?"

"S'right," Noah said looking Lindsey straight in the eye.

"A man like you with Rachel something doesn't add up?"

"The fuck you trying to say?"

"I know for a fact that Rachel doesn't help with her man's needs she dated my brother for 2 and a half months and he didn't get any kind of action so when you need a real girl…come find me," Rachel looked down blushing, it was true she hadn't gone further than a make-out session since over a year ago.

"Hold up little girl! You come the fuck over here hit on me, a total stranger in front of my girlfriend and my daughter! Then have the fucking nerve to say my girlfriend can't help with my goddamn needs? Who the fuck do you think you are? Coz let me tell you my girl is more than e-fucking-nuff for me. She's perfect. Y'know you're probly good for a lay but that's it and Rachel…she's a fan-fucking-tastic lay and brilliant to be around. So get the fuck out of our faces," the look on Lindsey's face was priceless. She gave a small grimace and swaggered off.

"Thank you Noah," Rachel said quietly. Noah shrugged one shoulder, "S'alright. She was a total bitch."

"I'm sorry I haven't been taking care of your needs I'm just…not ready," Rachel played with the hem of Gemma's skirt nervously.

"Rach, I get it." Noah pecked her lips.

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"I'm home," Hiram shouted from the bottom of the stairs. Rachel ran down kissing his cheek. "Hello Dad,"

"Where's Charles?" Hiram asked as they wandered into the kitchen.

"He went to the grocery store about 10 minutes ago," Rachel answered, grabbing a bottle of water from the fridge.

"And where's your baby?"

"Noah took her to his moms house," Rachel popped up onto the counter and started swinging her legs. Hiram turned to her, his eyes blazing. Rachel gulped, so today was a bad day.

"You're a stupid little cunt. You know that?" Hiram pulled her off the counter roughly by the arm.

"Dad! Noah will be back at any moment!" Rachel tried to stop her fathers abuse. He smacked her across the face, causing her to whimper and clutch her cheek.

"Why did your Daddy ever want you?" Hiram asked her, "If he hadn't been so set on having a child I wouldn't have to put up with such a whore of a "daughter" you're useless," He punched her hard in the gut, "How could anyone love you?"

Hiram pushed Rachel to the ground, leaving her there to cry. He went upstairs.

Rachel clutched her stomach, it hurt so much. She hated her dad for doing this. It didn't happen often, just when he'd had a bad day and no one was around.

She pulled herself up and wiped her eyes when she heard a nock on the door.

"Hello Noah," She smiled, taking Gemma from his arms.

Noah had a brilliant day with his daughter. His ma had taught him do take care of the baby so Noah had bathed her, played with her, fed her, even changed her diaper! Every time Gemma laughed it reminded him so much of Rachel. It got his thinking about how Rachel had been doing all of this with hardly any help for the last 10 months. He felt so bad, he was knackered after only 1 day. He was still smiling as he walked up to Rachel's front door and knocked. But as soon as she opened it his face fell. Oh Rach…

"Hello Noah," She smiled fakely, taking Gemma from his arms.

Noah took in Rachel's appearance. Weepy red eyes, filled with pain. Bright red cheek, he was sure was forming into a bruise.

"Rach, what happened?" he asked rubbing his hand up and down her arm.

"Nothing," Rachel replied a little too quickly, leaning away from him slightly, "I…I'm just a little emotional because I'm due on."

"S' a lie, you don't cry you get mad. Y'know I know you to well for you to lie," Noah said. Rachel made her way back into the house - completely set on ignoring Noah's accusation -, Noah closed the door behind him and followed her the living room, sitting on the couch beside her.

"Was she good?"

"Mmhm," Noah looked at Rachel, she was sitting cross-legged, gently rocking Gemma back and forth on her lap. Just then Hiram came downstairs, he looked Rachel up and down.

"Girl are you going to make dinner tonight?" He asked gruffly. Rachel kept her eyes down and nodded. "Good. Will Puck be joining us?" Rachel nodded again. "Damn it child look at me when I'm speaking to you!" Rachel glanced up at him, "Dad, please? I'll make dinner in a minute, but my daughters here, please don't shout at me in front of her." Rachel pleaded quietly.

"That baby was a mistake and so were you," Hiram spat. Rachel started crying, she rushed upstairs with the baby still in her arms. Hiram went to go after her but Noah got in his way. "S'enough Sir. Leave her,"

"You don't know what you're talking about! She's a spoilt, useless, slut." Hiram shouted.

"No she's not, you can't call her a slut for getting pregnant when she was in a long term loving relationship," Noah shouted just as Charles came through the door, dropping the groceries as he was the two men.

"Hiram what on earth is going on?" Charles said rushing to his partners side and pulling him away from Noah. Hiram sighed and rubbed his temples.

"Noah go upstairs," Charles said. As Noah headed upstairs he heard a little of their conversation.

"Why did you want a kid Charles?"

"What did you do? Did you hit her again?"

Noah pushed the door to Rachel's room open. Stepping inside he saw Rachel laying on her belly in the middle of her bed. Her shirt had ridden up and he could see the letters NP poking out of her jeans.

"Noah it hurts!" Rachel wined.

"I know baby, I just had mine done remember?" Noah asks, he's sitting in front of her squeezing her hand as she gets her tattoo done. "Yeah, lemme see," Rachel asks. She's so cute. Noah thinks.

Noah raises his shirt to show her his tattoo of a small RB over his heart. Rachel smiled. "Me and you forever. Promise?" She asks hopefully. Noah pecks her lips. "I promise baby."

Noah sits down next to her on the bed and ran his fingers over his initials. "Me and you forever. Promise?" he whispers.

"I promise baby." Rachel whispers back.

"I didn't realize you still had it," Noah says laying down next to her and slinging one arm over her. Rachel turns her face towards him. Her eyes red from crying.

"It's a tattoo I can't exactly rub it off," she states angrily.

"I know. Just thought…I dunno?…I just…Rach…" He looks into her eyes, he wants to kiss her so bad but he knows she'd prefer words first, "I've really missed this…us, I've really missed us."

"Me too," Rachel says laying her hand over his heart. After 5 minutes Noah nudged Rachel to turn over, as soon as she did he pulled her back flush against his chest.

"Love you," Rachel said softly, dropping off to sleep.

"Love you more," Noah whispered nuzzling into her hair and dropping off as well.

"RACHEL NOAH DINNER!" Charles shouted up the stairs. They both groaned in response, still half asleep. Noah kissed the back of her neck lovingly.

"Mm I love it when you do that," Rachel grinned, shuffling around a little. Noah groaned as her ass made contact with the front of his jeans.

"Noah, is you head always there?" Rachel asked, turning her face to flash him a smile.

"With that sweet ass of yours all nestled up in my junk…hell yeah!" Noah lightly swatted her on the butt.

"Baby, y'need to talk to me," he sighed. He felt Rachel tense.

"About what?"

"You know what."

Rachel shot out of bed, "Come on we better get down stars."

Rachel noticed Noah's eyes turn from worried to angry, he got up as well, "Fine." He spoke through gritted teeth.

When they got downstairs Charles had served out the dinner, Gemma was in her high chair cooing away happily and Hiram was nowhere in sight.

"Where's dad?" Rachel asked, noticing the sad look in her fathers eyes.

"He's gone. I don't know when he'll be back," Charles said.

"It's- it's my fault isn't it?" Rachel asked, lowering herself into the chair in front of her food.

Monday morning.

It wasn't as bad as Rachel had thought, no one seemed to care that they were dating. Instead they were talking about Gemma.

"Rachel is it true you have a baby?" some one asked as they reached her locked. Rachel turned to the red headed cheerio.

"Yes I have a daughter." Rachel confirmed.

"Who's the daddy?" She asked. Rachel hesitated. Did Noah want anyone to know? Was he ashamed?

Noah stayed silent and looked down.

"PUCK? You and man hands had a kid?" The redhead's face looked like she couldn't contain her excitement.

"No, I don't know who knocked her up," Noah said tapping Rachel on the hip. And just like that Noah was Puck again.

Rachel nodded her head and walked off, leaving Puck to think about things.

In Glee Puck sat waiting for Rachel. But when she turned up she didn't even look at him, she went and sat next to Britney and lent her head on the blondes shoulder.

"Alright guys, we have a new member joining us today," Mr Shue pointed to a tall blonde guy with in Puck's opinion, a HUGE mouth. Before Puck knew what was happening Rachel was in the new kids arms, with her legs wrapped around his waist, laying kisses all over his face.

"Oh my god! Sammy I'm so, so happy to see you!" Rachel squealed.

"You too Legs, I've missed you," Sam said giving Rachel a quick kiss on the lips. Pucks fists clenched.

"Why are you calling me Legs?" Rachel giggled.

"I use to call you baby, but you said it brought back too many bad memories." Rachel turned her head to glance at Puck.

"Right, Rachel, if you'd like to disentangle yourself I'd like to introduce you all to, Sam Evens!" Mr Shu said. Rachel jumped down and took Sam's hand in hers, grinning all the way as she led him to her seat.

"Rachel, I really have missed you wifey," Sam said pulling Rachel into his lap.

"I've really missed you too, hub-" Rachel was cut off by Puck standing up, "Fuck you, Rachel Berry," he said quietly, looking straight into her eyes, then stormed out.

Rachel had been super emotional all day. She was now eight and a half months pregnant but could still hide her small bump under a big jumper, she just looked fat rather than pregnant.

There was a knock on the front door.

"Guess movies and toffee popcorn will have to wait," Rachel muttered to herself before pulling herself up and opened the door. The last person she expected was standing there, with a bottle of JD.

"Lemma in, S'your fault," Puck said in drunk drawl. He swaggered past he, tapping her ass on the way in. Rachel followed him to the kitchen with a shocked look on her face.

"What's my fault?" She asked, crossing her arms over her chest. Puck turned to look at her, his eyes glassy with the JD that was now on the counter top.

"Yo-you fuckin' ruined me!" He stated, flicking the kettle on and attempting to get two mugs out of the cupboard above his head, "Whenever I have sex I compare th-them to you…no one can fuckin' compare to fuckin'…fuckin' you. I-I couldn't even finish with S-Santana tonight coz I called out your fuckin' name n she kicked me out."

Rachel took the mugs (Puck had finally been able to get) out of his hands and placing them on the counter next to his JD. "Puck, I think you need to go," Rachel said still with her back to him. "Why?" Puck asked pressing himself firmly against her back and placing his hands on her hips. Puck gasped as he felt something move under his fingertips, that were laid on her belly. Rachel spun around. Realizing Pucks gaze had landed on her stomach she pulled self consciously on her hoody. Puck batted her hands away and pulled the front up over her pregnant belly. Puck smoothed his hand over her belly.

"You little cow," Puck muttered as her stared at her belly, running his hands up and down the sides of her bump.

"What?" Rachel asked.

"You're fucking twisted for not telling me," Puck whispered.

"She's not yours," Rachel lied, Puck led her by the waist over to the couch and sat her down. "You forgetting that I know you better than I even know myself?" Puck asked gently pushing her into a laying position and kneeling down beside her. He lay his head on her belly, "Damn Berry. How far along are you?"

"Nearly nine months," Rachel said as Pucks grip tightened on her thigh. He jumped up, his hands balling into fists.

"NINE FUCKING MONTHS! YOU'VE HAD MY BABY IN YOUR BELLY FOR NINE FUCKING MONTHS AND YOU HAVEN'T BOTHERED TELLING ME!" Puck shouted. Rachel jumped up from the couch, pulling her top down. The tears she'd been holding in since Puck arrived were now streaming down her face.

"Puck please…"

"Say my name," Puck cut her off.

"Stop shouting, please?" Rachel sobbed. Puck shook him head.

"What in the world is going on?" Charles said rushing down stairs. Rachel made a pained noise and lowered herself to the floor, clutching her belly. Puck rushed over to her. "Is it the baby?" He asked.

"Ray what's the matter? Have your waters broken?" Charles asked coming to her other side. Rachel shook her head, "Go away Puck, I don't want you here…ahhh daddy, it hurts." Rachel cried out, "Take me to the hospital!"

"Rachel!" Puck shouted .

"No Puck go away…AHH…I hate you!" Rachel screamed clutching her daddy's arm.

"Fuck you Rachel Berry," Puck muttered as he walked out the door.

THE NEXT DAY-12.30pm

"Hello?" Rachel answered unsurely, she knew it was Puck.

"Hey, I uh…know we haven't talked in like…a couple of months but uh, I was gunna come see ya yesterday but I..well I got drunk," Puck rambled.

"Wait! You can't remember anything from last night?" Rachel asked a little too happily.

"No, I…wait whadya mean?" all he could hear was a baby crying.

"Baby where are you?"

"Puck I'm not your baby, but I…gotta go,"

"What are you doing?"

"Nothing I need to go, bye Puck," Rachel looked down at her new born daughter, who was now cooing gently in her arms.

"Rach?" he called me Rach!

"Mmhmm?"

"You'll always be my baby," Then hung up. Rachel smiled to herself. Then she promised herself that only her and he daddy would ever know about last night.

"Rachel what was that about?" Mr Shue asked.

"I…I better go and see if he's okay," Rachel said walking out the room. She soon caught up with Puck, catching him by the elbow. He turned to her with angry eyes.

"What was that about?" Rachel asked.

"D'ya really think I wanna see you all over some big mouth dude?" Puck asked.

"I was not all over him,. I gave my friend a hug and a kiss because I haven't seen him in ages. Puck, I've never been ashamed of my daughter…ever. And you obviously are, so we can't be together," Rachel said looking down at her toes.

"I'm not…Rach I love you and Gemma, but all this shit has happened so soon, I just need some time I guess," Puck said.

"Well you can have all the time you want…but I can't promise to wait for you." Rachel turned and walked back to glee. Puck punched the locker.

"Rachy, we all need nicknames. You call me Dan, I call you Rachy, Brit is Brit, what can Noah be?" Danica asked Rachel.

"Donkey," Rachel murmured under her breath, then blushed profusely when she realized Danni had heard her.

"Donkey huh? That's funny!" Danni said tapping her lip then grinning.

"NO! W-we can think of something…else," Rachel babbled, then heard the click of the front door closing.

"Honey I'm home," Noah's sexy drawl ran through the house. He came through to the living room and pecked Rachel on the lips.

"Noah! Me and Rachy were making up nicknames and she said we should call you donkey!" Danni babbles. Rachel blushed bright red and put her head in her hands when Noah shot her his cheeky grin.

"Oh god!" she muttered.

"Yeah you call me that one too," Noah grinned, tickling her sides.

"Noah! NO! ST-STOP IT!" Rachel wined through her fit of giggles.

"C'mere baby," Noah said pulling Rachel into his lap and placing a kiss to the back of her neck.

"God, get a room!" Danni laughed.

"Noah, I really missed Rachy, so don't piss her off again, okay?" Danni asked as soon as he'd walked through the door.

"Fuck off. I'm not in the mood," he slammed the door shut behind him.

"What did you do? I swear to god if you have hurt her again then I'm never speaking to you again,"

Baby: can u look after Gem 2night? Don't worry if u cant.

Noah: y?

Baby: going out with Sam

Noah: the fuck?

Baby: never mind, I'll just call the sitter

Noah: no, I'll hav her. No point her bein wit sitter so u can hav a fuck.

His phone started ringing ten minutes later.

"lo,"

"Why are you being like this?" she voice sounded weepy.

"Like what?"

"Saying I'm ditching my daughter for a…for a fuck,"

"Coz y'are,"

"You know I haven't been intimate with anybody but you,"

"Yeah, well you seemed upset today. Last time I checked when you were upset you loved it kinky. Or is this Sam guy just not good enough for when you like it like that?"

He watched as Santana and Quinn pushed her too the floor before walking off and laughing. She looked so upset, he wasn't suppose to care, but he did, he always would. He followed her into the girls bathroom and into a spare cubical. She looked up at him with teary eyes.

"Are you clean?" She asked. Puck's face just says WHAT THE FUCK? "Your mother gets your junk tested every two months…are you still clean?" Rachel asks again, this time more inpatient.

"Uh…yeah," Puck nodded.

"You got any lube?"

"W-WHAT?"

"I need you in my ass right now!" Rachel states, whilst pulling off her panties.

"You only ever want in up there when you're upset. What's the matter?"

"Shut up and fuck me Puckerman," Rachel shouts and turns her back to him, then flipping up her skirt. Pucks hand automatically went to her ass, kneading it slightly.

"Bite my neck, pull my hair and fuck me in the ass," Rachel orders. Puck pulls his pants (commando!) down.

"Babe are you sure?" Rachel wiggles her ass into him as a response. Puck drags his cock up her slit, gathering her juices on his tip before entering her tight ass.

"PUUCKK," Rachel moans as her moves inside her, "MOOOREEE."

Puck knew exactly what she needed. He lent her forward slightly more so his balls slapped her clit with every thrust, pulled her hair with the hand that wasn't supporting her round the waist and bit down hand on the juncture between her neck and shoulder.

"OH…GOD, PUCK!…MM..YEAH!" Rachel keened out as her breathing got harsher. Puck knew it would only take one last thing to make her cum, he pulled her hair back from her ear and whispered three word into it, "I love you."

"AHH…oh…god!" Rachel's body spasmed around him. Puck helped her ride out her orgasm as long as her could before pulling out and emptying himself over the toilet seat. He held the now lifeless Rachel in his arms un till she pushed him away.

"Thanks," She said pulling her skirt down. Puck nodded, tucking himself back into his jeans and watched Rachel walk away, without a second glance.

"Don't. Please just stop it,"

"That's fine Rach but just so you know, most girls don't cum with guys fucking the in the butt…it was only because it was me and you,"

"NOAH! Look, I'm not having any kind of romantic relationship with Sam, he's just a friend. You know I haven't seen him in 6 months,"

That made Noah feel like a dick, if he had been around 6 months ago maybe he would know what the fuck this Sam guy was like.

"I don't want you kissing other guys," Noah pouted.

"Then don't kiss other girls,"

"I didn't,"

"You've kissed way more people than I have and had sex with most of them too,"

"You sucked Finn's dick,"

"Wh-what?"

"He told me,"

"I-I…that's privet."

"What are you wearing?"

"What are you wearing?"

"W-what?" Rachel asked. She knew Puck was drunk but she didn't know why he was calling her at three in the morning.

"What are you wearing?" Puck insister. Rachel looked down at her outfit, since the pregnancy she'd taken to wearing one of pucks shirts and panties to sleep in.

"Pyjamas,"

"When we were together you always slept naked. I'm pretty sure you don't own any Pyjamas.""I use to sleep naked because if I didn't you'd get really moody and then take off all my clothing anyway," Rachel sighed, knowing it was pointless to argue. She rubbed her hand over her baby bump, "I'm wearing a t-shirt and underwear,"

Rachel heard Pucks appreciative growl, "What colour panties?"

"Blue,"

"Are they the ones with the bows on your hips?" He asked.

"Mmhm," Rachel mumbled, nudging the covers up higher.

"What top?

"Uh…"

"Mine isn't it?" He said as more of a statement that a question. When he was answered with silence he groaned again, "Babe, touch yourself. For me."

"Where?" Rachel whispered/ She didn't want to give him any more reason to be nasty to her and truth be told, she still loved him with all her heart and would do anything for him. So at this point, as sad as it may be, anything he gave her, she would take eagerly.

"Boobs, I want you in just panties. Pinch your nipples like a taught you," he heard a breathy whimper, "Now run your hand down that beautiful, flat belly of yours."

Rachel looked down at her baby bump. She ran her hand over where her baby was laying. Their baby. He and Noah's baby.

When puck heard a sniffle he stopped stroking his cock, "S'matter?"

"I-I can't. I can't d-do this," Rachel sobbed "I need t-to tell you some-something."

"Nah babe, I don't wanna hear it," Puck snapped, "The fuck you crying for?"

"Puck! I was just abo-" Puck cut her off.

"Say my name."

"Puck," Rachel rolled her watery eyes.

"No. Say my name,"

"No. I can't. I wont," Your not.

"Why?"

"You've made yourself Puck so that's what I'll call you,"

"Please?" Puck whispered.

"Say my name," Rachel said coldly.

"Babe…"

"No my name," she demanded.

"Berry." Puck growled.

"Do you still love me?" Puck asked, trying to keep his voice cold, he knew that if he let a hint of emotion into his voice that Rachel would pick up on it. She just knew him.

"Why are you doing this?" she asked in the quietist voice she'd ever heard.

"Please just answer,"

"Of course I do," Rachel sobbed, "Do you sill lov-"

"No," Puck cut her off, "I don't do love. I do sex." They both knew it was a lie, they both knew he loved her.

"You use to," Rachel whispered.

"No, you were just the only 13 year old girl that would put out." Another lie.

"If you're saying the our relationship was just sex then I will not believe you,"

"Yes it was. I never loved you. You were just a tight little piece," Puck said through gritted teeth, trying to hold back his own tears.

"You know what Puck fuck off!" and the line went dead.

"Can you have Gem or not?" Rachel asked, getting very impatient with this pointless phone call.

"Kay. Drop her off." The line went dead.