Normally, Puck doesn't let women stay the night. But seeing how Rachel wanted rounds 2-4 last night, he couldn't find it in himself to kick her out. However, this is a very big problem when he hears the front door slam shut and there's a little girl loudly saying 'Daddy!'

Rachel stirs next to him and he honestly has no idea what the hell to do right now. So he slips out from the bed and pulls on some sweatpants before stepping out into the hallway to deal with the commotion.

She rolls over and finds no one next to her, but then it hits her that she just slept with a man she doesn't even know. Quickly, she stands up and starts to get dressed but jumps when the door opens.

"Hey."

"Hello. I mean, good morning." Rachel shakes her head and finishes getting dressed.

Puck laughs and folds his arms over his chest. "Uh, sorry if that woke you up."

Tilting her head, she looks at him strangely before pulling on her boots. "What?"

"Um, nothing." It's a lie but he'd rather not her know about the little girl who just called out in the living room.

"Anyways, I really have to go. I have an appointment in a few hours and I really need to stop by my apartment."

"You don't need to give me any kind of explanation, Rachel. We slept together. It was fucking amazing. And that's that."

"Are you always this vulgar?" Rachel scrunches up her nose then looks over at his alarm clock. "Um, thank you for last night?"

He laughs and nods. "I should probably be thanking you. But I dig compliments too."

Rachel stares at him with wide eyes then tucks some hair behind her ear. "It was, lovely meeting you and I hope you have a great day."

The entire situation right now is so awkward to her and she decides to walk past him and leave before things can get any worse.

Despite her night and morning, Rachel feels much better than she did last night. She changes into a cute outfit and gets a soy latte from her favorite coffee shop. It feels like today is going to be a really good day, almost like she got a boost of confidence and that she'd feel really good heading into work.

With that, she walks up into her doctor's office and signs in before sitting down. Rachel smiles widely at a little boy who is smiling up at her then relaxes into the seat to drink her latte.

It doesn't take long until a nurse takes her back into a room to take all of her vital signs then informs her that they got a new physician's assistant and that he'd be in soon to talk with her since the doctor was out today.

Just like the nurse said, a man in a white lab coat enters her room but his eyes are staring intently at the chart in his hands.

"Good morning," she says brightly.

A pair of familiar hazel/green eyes look up at her and it feels like her stomach drops. She swallows tightly and forces a smile on to her face, hoping that he doesn't remember her.

"I feel like I just saw you," he replies with a smirk.

Rachel blushes and averts her eyes, trying to not think about the multiple rounds of sex they had last night. It's like he notices that she's a little uncomfortable and gets into a professional attitude.

After going through the motions of a regular physical, Puck tells her that he needs to get some blood work done and that he'll be right back. He gathers up what he needs then comes back to the room, only to find Rachel nervously biting her lip and looking out the window towards the city.

"Are you ready?" He asks then moves over a rolling table that has everything he needs on it. When she doesn't respond, Puck walks to stand in front of her and notices that she's shaking a bit. "Hey, what's wrong?"

His voice pulls her from her thoughts and she looks up at him. "I don't like needles."

Even though this is most likely against all code of ethics, he moves forward and rubs his hands up and down her arms. "I've been told that it doesn't hurt at all when I draw blood."

"You could be lying to me so that I'll cooperate."

"Do I look like the kind of guy that would lie?" Rachel tilts her head and stares up at him with a serious look. "Whoa. Did I lie to you?"

She bites her lip and shakes her head. "No, I suppose you didn't. But if people have said that it does not hurt with you, then I'm willing to try it. I'll just look away."

"That's probably best. I don't need you puking or anything."

Puck laughs when she rolls her eyes at him and lets out a huff. He could say something to get another rise out of her or maybe at least distract her from what he's about to do but he decides to just keep quiet.

Despite the fact that she wanted to look away, she's intrigued by his hands and how he takes the utmost care in prepping her arm. He just places the tourniquet on her arm and Rachel notices that he starts to hum something. It sounds so familiar but she can't put her finger on it. The song manages to calm her though, even as the needle entered her vein.

"They were right."

He's steadying the needle and puts the tube up against it to catch the blood then looks up at her. "Right about?"

Rachel smiles and looks down at her arm. "How it doesn't hurt when you take blood."

Puck smirks and leans back a little bit before he changes out the tube for another one. "Some patients say it hurts them the most when it's pulled out. But don't worry, none of my patients have said that."

She nods and looks back down at her arm as he takes out the tube then starts to take the needle out. Her eyebrows raise in shock when it doesn't hurt at all.

When he finishes up and then starts to write in her chart, Rachel stands up to smooth out the wrinkles in her dress pants before looking over at him. "What song were you humming?"

He looks at her out of the corner of his eye. "Sweet Caroline."

A smile comes onto her face as he finishes up then soon they're both standing straight and looking at each other, complete silence filling the room.

Clearing his throat, Puck tucks the folder underneath his arm then puts his pen away. "Well I hope that I don't see you any time soon."

"Excuse me?"

Puck chuckles and shakes his head. "As in that you're healthy and I won't be seeing you in my office any time soon."

"Oh, pardon me for jumping to conclusions."

"Nah, it's fine. They'll mail you a copy of your results, but I hope you have a great day, Miss Berry." He walks over to the door and holds it open for her.

Rachel tucks her hair again and walks past him then looks to her left and right.

"Down the hall to your right and the check out window will be on your left."

She turns around and smiles at him then holds her hand out. "I hope you have a great day. And thank you again for calming me down with the whole needle thing."

"No problem."

After he flashes her a smile, he turns down the hallway and hands her chart off to a nurse and she wonders if she actually will see him again. Either way, she leaves the doctor's office humming Sweet Caroline all the way to her own office.