A/nStar: Ok, so wow… Was not really expecting to get responses so quickly on my story… I am kinda a timid writer, so that was pretty awesome. :] Thanks guys, I appreciate it. So I need your guys' opinions on if I should have this be different chapters with different couples, or just have it focus on Puckleberry. I mean I can do both, but if I do primarily Puckleberry, you will find out how the other couples are doing through school, phone, email/IM, and play dates. J Let me know what you want to see.
Disclaimer: I still unfortunately do not own Glee or any of it's characters… I soooo wish I did… Or at least Mark Salling… God that man is hot!
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"Rachel," Puck's voice called out behind her as she continued the march to the exit of the school, "Berry, seriously, stop!" Rachel just kept walking, her nose pointed to the air.
Puck took a deep breath, knowing he was so going to be harped on for this one, "Yo Tight-ass! Quit with your sexy storm out and focus on me here - you know, the guy your shacking up with as of five o'clock." His smirk was in place as he watched her freeze before her body went rigid and she turned on her heel. "Good Wifey," he leered.
"Noah Aaron Puckerman!" she screeched, watching with satisfaction as the smirk was wiped of his face, "Don't you ever talk to me like that again! How can you be so crass. I have every right to be upset right now. My so called boyfriend," she spat the word as if it would choke her, "just broke up with me because apparently you have dibs because I dated you first." Rachel's eyes started swimming with tears, as she quickly whipped around, not wanting Puck to notice. Too late.
Walking up behind her, Puck gently grabbed her arm and spun her so she was facing him. Ignoring the puzzled look on her face, he pulled her body against his chest gently, rubbing soothing circles against her back. "It'll be ok, Rach," he cooed, his voice rough, "He's a douche and doesn't know what he is giving up. I will take care of you. Don't worry."
Rachel relaxed into his arms, wrapping her own around his waist, burying her face against his chest, sobbing. Puck whispered sweet-nothings to her, and gently kissed the top of her head.
"Oh my Gucci," a distinctly effeminate voice rang out behind them.
Releasing Rachel from his embrace, Puck left one arm wrapped around her shoulder as he faced the other 12 members, and one nosy teacher. Puck shifted his gaze down, watching Rachel bury herself into his side, hiding her face from everyone's view, he tightened the arm around her shoulders, dropping another kiss to the top of her head.
"Got a problem guys?" he questioned.
"Since when do you have a thing for Manhands, Puck? Decided the loser was the one for you, or are you just cozying up to her so you will have a warm body in your bed for the next six months?" Santana sneered, while most the group behind her nodded in agreement, waiting for his reaction.
Puck felt Rachel tense against him, waiting for his response. "Didn't you know that Berry has always been my girl?" his reply catching everyone off guard, including Rachel who pulled back to look up at him.
He looked down, locking his gaze with hers, smiling softly, before turning back to the group. "I mean hell, the man that professed his love to her even admitted that she was mine, but that's not why I am claiming her. Rachel has been mine since she moved here. Why do you think I slushied her? She was off-limits. She's MY hot Jew."
Rachel started laughing, hugging his side again as the rest of the group looked on in shock. "Is that the reason you slushied me?" her soft, broken voice questioned, "I always wondered why you would leer at me and then slushy me. It made no sense. I like the explanation though." Rachel smiled up at the man that was claiming her as his.
"Hell yeah, Babe. You've always been mine. I just let Mr. Douche over there borrow you until you were ready to come back," he replied, gesturing to the red-faced Finn Hudson, causing her to giggle.
"Really Rach," Finn asked in annoyance. "You giggle for him. We broke up not even 10 minutes ago and you are already in his arms. You really are a whore."
The gasps from the group filled up the hall as Rachel squeaked in surprise, burying her face against Puck's side again, shaking as the silent sobs racked her small frame.
Puck's eyes flashed in anger, gesturing for Mike to come over to Rachel. The young Asian couple made it's way over to him, questioning him with their eyes. "Rachel," he whispered in her ear, "Go to Mike and Tina, I will be back in a second." Kissing the top of her head, he released her into the arms of the only people they both trusted.
Puck stalked towards the group, his eyes deadly flashing as he clenched his hands into fists.
"Hudson," he growled out menacingly, "You better not ever talk to her like that again. You are a fucking dick for abandoning her because you were afraid that she would wind up with me due to this project. Guess what? That was your mistake. She is so fucking loyal that nothing would've happened. But you decided that she should be with me, and I won't make the same mistake you did. I won't let her go."
Puck grabbed Finn by his shirt, hauling him over so he was in his face. "If you ever speak to her like that again, you will wind up in the fucking hospital. It's a promise asshole."
Releasing the shirt, Puck turned around to walk back to Rachel, his Rachel. Behind him, Finn stepped forward, ignoring the whispered warnings coming from behind him. "Yeah, go back to your slut. I could have her again in an instant if I wanted to," his voice smug and sure.
Puck spun instantly, his fist connecting with Finn's jaw. Tackling his ex-best friend, Puck began beating Finn repeatedly, ignoring the people behind him yelling for him to stop, and pushing away the arms of the men trying to pull him off.
"I fucking warned you," he ground out. "Just don't know when to shut the fuck up." His blows landing on Finn's face and against his sides.
"Noah," her soft voice reached his ears, pulling him out of his fury. Jumping up, kicking Finn in the side once for good measure, he turned to face her, concern shining in his eyes.
Walking slowly towards her, wiping Finn's blood off on his jeans, he kept his eyes locked on hers, trying to gauge her reaction. "Babe," he called, his voice soft. "Are you okay?"
Rachel ran towards him, jumping into his arms, crying softly. "Please don't fight, Noah. I'm used to these types of comments."
His arms wrapped protectively and possessively around her, turning and facing the group once more, being flanked by Mike and Tina. "Nobody messes with her. Got it? She is off-limits to all of you," his voice dangerous, causing Rachel to cling tighter to his neck.
"She doesn't deserve the way we all treat her, and I won't stand for it anymore. I'm serious." Turning to face his teacher, his voice calmed down. "Mr. Shue, where are we living? We need to get packed and head to our house to get settled before we pick up the kids."
"Oh crap, I almost forgot. Thanks for reminding me Puck," the shocked teacher exclaimed finally being pulled out of his stupor. "Here are the keys guys," he stated in a business tone, handing one to each couple with a piece of paper. "The paper is the instructions on how to get to your new homes. Have fun with this assignment."
Puck squeezed Rachel gently. "Ready to go babe?" Feeling her nod against him, he turned to Mike and Tina, gesturing with his head that they should leave. The four-some walked out of the building to Puck's truck.
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After dropping Mike and Tina off at home, Puck drove to Rachel's house. "Babe," he whispered gently to the girl that was still buried into his side. "We're at your house. Let's go get you packed and ready to go. We have two hours to do everything before we have to go get our kids."
Rachel looked up, taking in her surroundings. "Oh, well, you can go get yourself packed and then meet me at the house. I think we should be using my car for when we have the kids because it is much safer for the children," she stated matter-of-factly, proud that she had been thinking ahead.
"I was thinking the same thing, Babe. Only difference is, I live about two blocks from here, so I'm leaving my truck at home and walking over so that we can ride to our new house together."
"Noah," Rachel scolded. "That is completely unnecessary. Besides, what happens when you have to go somewhere without me and the kids. You will need an alternative form of transportation. So in short, we need your truck."
"Babe," Puck explained slowly. "We're going to come back and get my truck later. Like after we pick up the kids." Flipping open his phone, before quickly replying to the text he had just received. "Never mind. I'm actually lending it to our new next door neighbors, ya know, the Chang's. Tina is going to drive Mike over to pick it up so that they can take all of the suitcases. Which is why you need to get your ass inside and start packing so that we can head over to my house."
Rachel huffed and turned around to get out of the truck on the passenger side, but Puck pulled her back, helping her out his door. "Let's go Wifey. Gotta get a move on," Puck smirked, following her up to her door, laughing when she tossed a glare his way.
"Would you quit calling me that?" she asked rudely. "I am not your wife, and you are not my husband. I don't go around calling you "Hubby" now do I? No, so you should stop calling me 'Wifey,'" the last word said with obvious disdain as she lets them into her childhood home.
"Uh, Rach," Puck questioned slowly, "Did you miss the part where Shue said we we're going to be living together for the next six months with children?"
"Of course not, Noah. Why on earth do you think that I am…."
Puck cuts her off. "In my mind, that means that we are husband and wife for the next six months. Better deal with it Babe. You're stuck with me. And I will get Shue to include the rings later."
Rachel sputters, and almost trips down the steps she was currently walking up, but thankfully, Puck was there to catch her. "Why on earth would we need rings Noah Aaron?" she asked in horror.
"Well, unless you want to be the unwed teen mother of twins, I guess we don't need them." Puck set Rachel upright, and urged her forward. "I just figured if we had the rings, people wouldn't say shit about us, but I guess I'm wrong," he shrugs at this note and follows her as she walks into her room, settling comfortably on her bed.
"Remember the last time I was laying on this bed?" his smirk full blown on his face as he waggled his eyebrows at her in a supposedly seductive way.
"Don't even go there, Puckerman. Besides, I thought we were in a hurry." At that, Rachel begins racing around her room, packing everything that she would need for the next six months.
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An hour and a half later, the "Puckerman's" and the Chang's were on their way to their new homes. Mike and Puck were in the truck, and the girls were following behind. Rachel in her little purple hatchback, and Tina in her dark green suburban.
"So dude," Mike starts slowly. "Did you really mean all that stuff you said at the school about Rachel?"
"Yeah man," Puck replied. "That tight little body is all mine and it always has been. I don't think Rachel knows how serious I was though… She will soon. I promise you that." A smirk covers his features as he glances into the rearview mirror to make sure that she is still following before quickly switching lanes.
"Oh god, Puck," Mike groans. "What in the world are you planning?"
"You'll see" was the vague reply he received as Puck pulled his truck into the driveway of his new home, leaving room for Rachel's car that pulled in afterwards. Climbing out of the vehicle, the boys went around to pull out all of the luggage, dividing them between the two households as the girls finally came over to them.
"Wow," the two girls said at once, with a dreamy expression. "It's so big and pretty."
The guys turned around at this to look at their homes, shrugged and then went back to work. "Alright ladies," Puck called to get their attention, "Time to help us and get all of this stuff in. We have to leave to get the kids in about 15 minutes."
The two young couples rushed to get everything into their new houses, and into their rooms. Walking into a fully furnished environment, Puck and Rachel decided to scope out the bedrooms, all two of the them.
"WHAT!" Rachel screeched in alarm. "We are expected to share a bedroom?" Upon opening the door to their room, her face turned white, "And a bed?"
Puck's expression lit up. "Seriously? This day just keeps getting better and better. C'mon, Babe, we need to set up and hit the road."
Quickly unpacking the teens headed out to their vehicle, stopping to pick up the car seats that were next to the door. After Rachel struggled with hers, Puck walked over and calmly installed the car seat and snagged the keys. "Get in. We gotta go."
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Arriving five minutes early at the orphanage, Rachel and Puck walked into the room they were told to gather in. Seeing Mr. Shue and Miss Pillsbury whispering off to the side, the young couple walked over to them.
"Mr. Shuester," Rachel started in a no nonsense tone, "Noah brought up a very good point earlier, and I wish to discuss it with you." The shock on Puck's face was evident as he tried to figure out where she was going with this as the two adults turned to face her.
"Noah brought up the fact that each couple should have wedding bands," her voice got a slight nervous tremble as Puck smirked, finally figuring out what she was talking about. "I didn't understand why, but after his explanation, I certainly agree. We should all be given wedding bands so that the girls are not taken to be harlots with having young children at such a young age out of wedlock."
The adults jaws dropped at hearing that Puck was the one that came up with the idea. Shuester, thankfully, recovered quickly. "Actually guys, that's one of the places you are going to be headed after you are done here. You are going to go pick out your wedding bands."
"WHAT!" the questioned was screeched through the doorway as the other six couples finally emerged. "You two are getting married? This is a hot damn mess!" Mercedes stated with the other eleven people nodding in agreement.
"Actually, you all are," Shue explained quickly, not wanting another fight to start here. "The wedding bands are to be worn at all times, and will make life easier for you when you meet new people." The general agreement from the gathered teens made Shuester sigh in relief. "Now, are you ready to meet your kids?"
The group broke out in loud assurances that they were ready, and eight employees walked in, reading out the names of the children they were carrying, walking over to the couple that raised their hand for each child. As soon as Rachel was given Eli, and Puck was handed Becca, the two teens turned towards each other in awe.
"They're beautiful, Noah," Rachel whispered. Puck's only reply was nodding his head, the silent tears running down is face in memory of his daughter, before burying his face into Becca's hair. Rachel held Eli firmly with one hand, and squeezed Puck's arm in a reassuring manner to let him know that she was there for him. He smiled back at her.
"Alright, guys," Shuester called out. "It's time to get to the jewelers', then get your babies home."
The young Jewish couple walked out slowly, kissing the tops of their children's heads as they placed them in their car seats, climbing in, and driving to the store.
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Arriving at the jewelers', Rachel and Puck picked up their kids, Rachel again with Eli, and Puck again with Becca. Walking hand in hand with a baby on each hip, the kids made their way to the front of the store, talking to one of the employees.
"How may I help you…..kids….?" the employee questioned, in shock that the two young people had two young children.
"We need to look at your selection of rings in the white gold please," Rachel informed the woman of the colors Noah and she had decided upon on the drive over.
The employee led them over to the men's wedding bands first. "Rach, how about you pick my band, and I pick yours?" Puck questioned, a plan fresh in his mind. Seeing Rachel nod in agreement, Puck looked to the woman to take him where he needed to go.
"So are you looking for anything in particular, Mr…" the woman questioned in a flirty voice.
"Yeah, I am," Puck returned, ignoring her attempt to get his name, and snubbing her flirting. "I need an engagement ring and a wedding band."
Searching through all of the rings in a matter of minutes, Puck decided on a simple white gold engagement ring that had a 12 carat diamond in the middle and two sapphires on either side of the diamond, knowing that her birthday is in September. He then picked out a band that went well with the ring. Having the lady put it in a box, he walked back over to Rachel.
"About done, Babe?" he questioned, noticing that the rest of the Glee club had finally shown up, having not been able to put the car seats in by themselves.
"Yes, Noah," she replies softly, adjusting Eli on her hip. "I think I found the perfect band." Pointing it out, she asked the woman to make sure that it would fit Noah before moving on.
"Surprising," the employee said, noticing the rest of the teens coming in with children. "You decided to pick out the rings for the other, and wound up choosing the matching his and her bands. You guys fit well," Her voice carried to the rest of the group, causing Rachel to blush, and Puck to smirk.
"Well we are a couple of bad-" Puck's voice was cut off by Rachel's hand slapping over his mouth.
"No swearing in front of our children!" she lectured.
"Yes, dear."
"Can I see my band, Noah?" Rachel asked eagerly. Puck just slid the box over to her before taking the band from the woman and placing it on his left ring finger.
"Oh my gosh, Noah!" Rachel cried out in shock, tears coming to her eyes. "You didn't have to do this. This is beautiful! I love them." Standing up on her tip-toes, she kissed his cheek gently before going to slide the rings onto her finger, before Puck stopped her.
Taking the rings in hand, and her left in the one that was supporting Becca, Puck slid the rings onto her ring finger, bringing her hand up to kiss the rings. "I'm good, Wifey," he smirked. "And you deserve to have the whole sha-bang, even if it isn't real."
Everyone in the Glee Club, minus Santana and Finn ran over to look at Rachel's rings. Complimenting Puck on a job well done before heading over to pick out their own.
Nodding to Shue in a goodbye, Puck grabbed Rachel's hand and led her to the car where they placed their kids in their seats and kissed the tops of their heads before climbing into the front. Puck picked up Rachel's left hand once more, placing a lingering kiss to the rings on that finger, before pulling out of the space and heading home.
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A/nStar: So I am loving the response that you guys are having to this story. Thank you sooo much for all of the reviews and encouragement. I hope you enjoy this chapter, and I hope to have the next one up soon.
A/nMoon (impersonating Star): I also want to point out how freaking amazing my best friend is. ;)
A/nStar: And now that she is done bragging about herself after being my Beta, I finally get to update this. J