A/N: This is somewhat based in my story, Sins of my father. I'm trying to keep my personal cannon out of these as much as possible, but the back story I created for Puck plays pretty well with this. Its not necessary to read, but might be worth it.

Also… if there are any characters beyond the 12 original glee club members and Sam Evans you would like to see done here, please let me know! I am happy to write almost anyone who has appeared in the show enough times to have some personality.

Puck: Fear

Noah Puckerman believed in the power of fear and rage. Hell, he had seen what it could do. His father's rage had torn apart his childhood. His mother's fear had held her back, in their little apartment, for so many years.

Quinn's fear that she wasn't good enough had lead to drinking, which lead to sex, which lead to Quinn being even more afraid that people would judge her when they found out she had slept with her boyfriend's best friend. Finn's rage at the whole situation almost derailed the Glee club.

And, Puck's own rule of terror has kept the school under his thumb. Not even Azimo and Karofsky will mess with Puck. Between his sweet Mohawk and his tendency to throw people into the dumpsters, no one messes with Puck.

Then, Puck goes to Juvie. His mother cries so hard when he get arrested. He thinks it might be because the Volvo got impounded. "You're just like your dad," she says, and he knows she is crying for him.. Its worse than when she accused Puck of being like a Nazi.

He knows that he is a Lima Looser the minute the judege signs the warrant that sends him away to that horrible school. If McKinley is underfunded, and almost no one cares, then juvy is a thousand times worse. There is NOTHING to do there: no video games, no internet porn, no one to just sit and hang out with. And, as tough as he is, Puck becomes the victim.

His cellmates make a point to make him feel welcome. He learns to sleep with one eye open after that… or not at all. He spends the first week with a black eye for trying to fight back. They learn to hit him where it can't be seen. Under his clothes, Puck is a mass of bruises, and he's starting to get scared.

Breakfast doesn't happen. Puck likes breakfast food. It may not be manly, but it's the only meal of the day where you can eat meat and sweet. Of course, in juvie, all they serve is bacon with waffles, syrup and milk to drink. Puck may be a bad Jew, but he's not about to eat bacon. So, he quietly gets a glass of milk, and tries to get a waffle… until the refridgerator in line in front of him steals it off his plate.

Classes are a joke. They learn NOTHING. Its just an eight hour a day holding period. Actually, in that respect, it's a lot like McKinley, except that there is no janitor's closet to escape to where he can make out with Santana, and the nurse here is an ex-marine who doesn't let the students miss for anything short of a fever with vomiting. So, Puck sits in class.

He spends the entire three weeks of his sentence terrified out of him mind. He is constantly on edge, and it makes him angrier and angrier. He does all he can to keep things in check, but it isn't easy. No one respects him. No one cares.

When he gets out, Puck is angry, lonely and happy to be home. He knows he can't let anyone know how bad juvie was… otherwise, he will loose his reputation. So, he lies about the awesomeness of the situation. After all, no one can know he was afraid. Puck knows the power of controlling fear.