Author's Note: So, my plans for this chapter changed, thus giving me a new Chapter title. I think I will refrain from naming the next Chapter before it's done.

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Chapter 2 – Douchey

A week later, Rachel found herself accompanying Quinn back to Central Park to watch Finn play baseball. She doesn't really know why. Rachel really didn't want to endure the incredible crassness of Noah Puckerman. The man obviously treated woman as if they were merely his play toy. He had no manners and just incredibly rude.

She also told herself that going back didn't mean she was attracted to him. Okay, maybe he was very, very attractive and his face did appear in her mind while she pleasured herself a few nights ago. But that's all it was, just sexual attraction that was quickly squashed the moment she remembered what a jerk he was.

Rachel and Quinn ended up in a spot a little closer to the field. They were laid back on their elbows with their legs out in front, ankles crossed.

"Finn and I had sex last night," said Quinn out of nowhere.

Rachel sat up and looked down at her, "Really? Well?"

Quinn blushed, "What? It was very…" she sat up and took Rachel's hand into hers, "Rachel it was so magical! He is sweet and gentle."

Rachel ignored the little big of jealousy that threatened to overcome her. It had been awhile since she had slept with anyone and her hand could only do so much. She longed for the soft kisses to her skin, the words of her lover whispering what he wanted to do to her.

"That's wonderful. You guys are so sweet together."

After the game ended, Rachel watched Quinn wave and she looked over to see Finn and Puck heading towards them.

She took a deep breath and let it out slowly. She would simply have to ignore all of the inappropriate comments and bite her tongue.

Finn had talked Puck into eating lunch with him, Quinn and Rachel after the game. It took a lot of convincing and the promise to buy a 12-pack on the way home. Truth was Puck was kind of looking forward to it. Yes, the chick seemed a bit crazy and she obviously didn't have a sense of humor. But the vision of her in that white and blue dress last week had been added to his Rachel Berry spank bank.

As they got closer, he noticed that the dress she was wearing today was a shorter, allowing him to fully appreciate the long tan expanses of her legs. How such long legs could belong to such a tiny girl, he had no idea. What he did know was he wanted them wrapped around him, like, yesterday.

"Did you guys enjoy the game?" Finn sat next to Quinn and gave her a quick peck on the lips.

"It would have been better if Puckerman over here would have caught that fly ball," Puck laughed and looked down at Rachel. She was a feisty little minx, and he liked it.

"Well, I was a bit distracted by the busty brunette in the stands. Wouldn't mind motor-boatin' those puppies am I right Finn," he held out a fist waiting for Finn to pound it. Instead he was being glared at by his best friend. Quinn was looking at him like he had three heads and Rachel simply looked like she had swallowed a bug.

He shrugged his shoulders and plopped down next to Rachel. He peered into the picnic basket, "What's for lunch?" he went to grab an apple but his hand was smacked away by Rachel, "ouch, damn it woman."

Rachel huffed, "I am saving that apple for Gerry."

"Gerry, who the fuck is Gerry, your boyfriend?"

"Gerry is the homeless man that we see in the park whenever we visit," piped in Quinn, "Rachel always makes sure to bring him a bottle of water and an apple."

"I try to bring him sandwiches too, but he's so picky," Rachel moves her head slowly back and forth, "The man is homeless, you would think that he would be grateful. Instead he whines because it's regular mayo and not Miracle Whip."

This makes Finn and Puck laugh and Rachel smiles quickly over at them.

"Are you a Miracle Whip girl?" asked Puck teasingly.

She stuck out her tounge in disgust, "No, I'm a vegan, I don't eat dairy."

Puck chuckled, "Well, than remind me to never ask you out for ice cream."

Puck feels himself smile when he sees her roll her eyes but laughing at the same time.

They get through lunch talking about their high school years. Quinn and Rachel explain how when they attended high school just outside of Chicago they despised each other and were pretty much sworn enemies until their senior year. That was until they were both played by the same boy and ultimately bonded over it.

"Matt was such a meathead. He ended up cheating on both of us with another girl and we just kinda made a night of making fun of him," laughed Quinn.

Puck and Finn talked about the toughest part of their friendship when Puck had impregnated Finn's girlfriend.

This bit of information caused Rachel to gasp, "You would really do that to your best friend."

Puck shrugged, "I was a major douche back then."

"As opposed to now?" she said this with complete seriousness and Puck narrowed his eyes at her.

"You don't like me very much, do you Broadway?"

"Does that bother you? I'm sorry if I'm not pulling my panties down at the mere sight of you."

Before he could respond, Rachel had grabbed the bottle of water and apple she had brought for Gerry, stood quickly and walked away.

"You really have quite an effect on her Puck," sighed Quinn.

"What the fuck ever, you ready to go Finn?"

"Here's your coffee, man" Puck handed Finn the cup as he slid into the driver's side of their police cruiser.

"Thanks. Hey so, I told my mom about Quinn. She was really excited. She's really looking forward to meeting her next month when her and your Ma comes to visit."

Puck groaned, "Thanks a lot man, now my mom's constantly gonna be on my ass."

"Sorry, not my fault you have no brain to mouth filter."

"What the hell is that supposed to mean?" snaps Puck.

"I'm talking about Rachel, that's what," stated Finn, "Sunday was going really good until you pissed her off, again."

"Hey, she's the one that called me a douche. She started it," Puck drew out the word as if they were kids on a playground.

"You like her!" Finn was pointing at Puck who quickly pushed his finger away.

"Hell to the no! That chick makes me wanna light myself on fire!"

Finn shook his head, "Whatever makes you sleep better at night. Oh speaking of which, I thought I heard you moan her name a few times last night. Rubbin' one out to your favorite Broadway babe?"

"Shut your mouth or I'll tell Quinn you're listening to me jack off."

Attention all Units, we have an attempted mugging on the corner of 3rd and 94th.

Puck grabbed the radio and spoke, "Just around the corner. Should be there in five," he flipped on his lights and pulled the car into the street. He glanced over at Finn and rolled his eyes, "Look man, she's hot yes, not just hot but um," Puck shifted uncomfortably, "Rachel's beautiful, okay? Plus she's got awesome legs for a midget and her eyes…" he cut himself off when Finn started smiling, "I would like nothing more than to fuck her till the sun comes up. But she's a bitch and obviously she hates me."

Finn shook his head, "Okay, so you like her than."

Puck let out a sigh of defeat, "Aside from the fact that I hate her and she hates me?" Finn nods, "Yeah dude, I guess I do."

It was Thursday afternoon and Rachel was entering Mt. Sinai to visit Quinn for lunch. Her director had let the entire cast and crew early after a run through he deemed 'Tony worthy.'

"Rachel, over here!"

Rachel entered the cafeteria to see Quinn waving excitedly. Rachel smiled and waved and motioned that she would get some food. She grabbed a salad and bottle of water and paid the cashier before she found Quinn again. When Rachel approached the table she noticed her friend was not alone.

Puck in uniform caused warmth in Rachel's stomach. The man definitely made NYPD blue look good. She internally groaned and then took a seat, "Officer Hudson, Officer Puckerman, what a lovely surprise," she did her best not to sound annoyed, but it didn't work.

Quinn smiled ignoring Rachel's attitude, "I found them in the ER talking to an accident victim. Told them to join us for lunch and they said yes."

"Correction," interrupted Puck, "Finn said yes. I had no choice since I can't leave without him."

Quinn ignored Puck and turned to Rachel, "How was rehearsal?" her eyes went back to the boys, "Rachel's starring in the revival of West Side Story! Isn't that fantastic? It's been her dream to play Maria since she was a little girl," Rachel felt herself blush, "She sang 'Tonight' at an assembly in high school. I hated her at the time, but I knew she was really talented and was going to be a big star one day." Quinn choked on the last few words and Rachel grabbed her hand and smiled.

The boys both smiled at the interaction between the two girls. Puck found himself entranced by what Quinn was saying. If he thought about it, she was a pretty big deal. She didn't seem cocky about it though. He thought the blush that was forming on her chest was cute…no…hot…yes, hot.

"So, when does the show start Rach?" asked Finn."

Rachel wiped a stray tear from her eye, "Next Thursday is opening night."

Puck watched as Rachel talked more about the show. He couldn't help but watch her lips move and wonder if she was a good kisser. His guess was that she was a phenomenal one but pushed it aside. Seeing her walk in a few minutes ago he had to catch his breath. She was in tight yoga pants that were cropped mid-calf and a pink sports bra with a gray zip up hoodie over it. Most of her stomach was covered but here was enough peeking out to cause his dick to twitch.

"Puck?"

He shook to attention and realized all three of them were looking at him, "Uh, sorry, I was, uh thinking about that chick from last night. Best BJ ever!"

Puck saw a flash of hurt in Rachel's eyes and then she smiled, "Well, I better go," she stood up and picked up her tray, "I guess I'll see you guys tonight."

Puck watched her leave and then a hand smacked his shoulder, "Ouch, what the…"

Quinn was glaring at him, "You have no tact, do you?"

"Fuck, what did I do?" Quinn gave him a look that said he knew exactly what she was talking about, "Look, I'm sorry. It's just….whatever. What's going on tonight?"

Finn chuckled, "The girls are coming to watch the game tonight."

"Excuse me? Why the fuck would they do that?"

Quinn rolled her eyes, "Rachel and me happen to be huge Cubs fans."

"Wait, Rachel likes baseball?" Puck quickly thought of the trash talk Rachel had given him last Sunday after the game.

"Yes, and the Cubbies are going to stomp all over the Indians tonight," she kissed Finn goodbye, "We'll see you boys later."

Once she was gone, Finn punched his shoulder, "God damn it! Can people stop fucking hitting me?"

The buzzer to Puck and Finn's apartment went off and a voice boomed from the box,

"Let us in fuckers!"

A few minutes later Puck opened the door for their friends Mike and Sam, both decked in Indians gear. The four boys attended the same high school in Lima, Ohio and they all moved to New York after graduation. Mike attended Julliard with a dance scholarship and Sam attended NYU with Finn and Puck.

"So, we finally get to meet the girl that's tamed the Puckerone huh?" asked Sam.

"Shut it, she hasn't tamed shit," mumbled Puck.

"Maybe not, but usually on game nights your deck in sweats and a tshirt," stated Mike as he tugged Puck's shirt, "I'd say dark jeans and a collared shirt is a bit of a change."

Finn entered the kitchen giving his friend's fist pumps, "I just got off the phone with Quinn. Her and Rachel should be here soon. I guess Rachel had to stop by her ex-boyfriend's place to pick up some things she left over there."

Puck perked at this information, "Did she just get dumped?"

Finn rolled his eyes, "Apparently the night of mine and Quinn's first date. I don't know all the details, but according to Quinn, dude was a total prick. He treated Rachel like shit, all three times they dated. He'd been cheating on her the last three months."

That was it, Puck thought to himself. Chick just got out of a relationship with a dude that obviously didn't know a good thing when he had it. Rachel had a wall up the size of the Chrysler building and Puck wasn't helping with his dumbass comments.

Around fifteen minutes later, Rachel and Quinn are walking into the apartment. Puck watches from the couch and instantly adjusts himself. Rachel had on a short jean skirt that barely covered her ass and a Cubs jersey, obviously too big, tucked in the front and back. Her hair is up in a high pony tail. She looks gorgeous.

He watched as Finn made the introductions and noticed how Sam seemed to linger near her. Puck was gonna have to make sure Trouty Mouth knew that if anyone in this apartment was going to sleep with Rachel it was him.

After a few minutes he made his way into the kitchen and stopped dead in his tracks. Rachel's back was to him cutting up some veggies, and Puck took the moment to finally be able to appreciate her legs and ass. He couldn't contain the groan that came out.

Her head turned slightly and her eyes fell on his, "Hello Noah."

"Hey, what's up?" he walked closer leaning against the counter crossing his arms, "that piece for me?"

She giggled a bit which causef a smile on his lips. She handed him the piece of celery and returned to chopping.

Puck took a bit and swallowed, it was now or never, "So, I just want to, um…I'm sorry I'm such a dick."

Rachel laughed loudly and turned around to face him resting one hand on the counter and the other on her hip, "It's okay."

"No, it's not, but as long as you don't hate me anymore, that's cool."

Rachel shook her head and her eyes fell to her shoes, "I don't hate you Noah. You are just a bit…."

"Douchey?"

"Abrasive," she placed a hand on his forearm, "and douchey is not a word," then she winked (that's right she fucking winked at him) and returned to the vegetables. He's wondering, nope she is definitely flirting with him.

He walks over and stands right behind her placing a hand on the counter next to her. He feels her jump slightly when she realizes his current position. He leans in closely and notices that she smells like vanilla and something else. He lets out a small breath and speaks softly,

"You want a beer?"

Of course his goal is to get this chick buzzed. If she's this awesome sober, Lord knows the possibilities.

She simply nods and he grabs one from the fridge. He twists off the cap and is half tempted to press it against her thigh, but he's not gonna push his luck.

He places it on the counter next to her, "I'll save you a seat."

As he exits the kitchen, he wonders if she's watching him.

She is.

A few hours later, Puck and Rachel find themselves on the oversized chair that just barely fit both of them. Rachel is sitting up as the game is coming to a close. The Cubs have the bases loaded and with their best player up to bat, it doesn't look good for the boys team.

"Come on Reed, you sexy mother f-er!" Rachel is leaning her hands on the coffee table watching the TV intently. The guys are laughing at her, trying to ignore how pissed they are about the fact that their team is about to lose.

Puck could not be more impressed with Rachel. She knew all the stats of each Cubs player and what college they went to. He tried to convince himself that the hard on in his pants was simply by the fact that her skirt was practically non-existent when her jersey had come un-tucked.

Suddenly there was a loud crack and Rachel jumped off the chair, her arms in the air, "Hell yes! Home run boys!"

The girl's get set to leave shortly after the game ends. Finn and Quinn are off to the side of the hallway standing close, their arms wrapped around each other.

"Thank you for having us over ," Rachel was standing just outside the door while Puck stayed just inside, "I had a great time."

"You're just happy cause your team won," he teased.

"Yes well," she crossed her arms and shook her head, "The Cubs and Indian both have a 38-58 record, so you'll take what you can get, am I right?"

Puck didn't know where it came from but all of sudden he wanted to kiss her. He didn't, but God strike him down if he was going to let a another moment like this pass again without doing it.

So I just nod as Quinn is walking out the door.

"We'll see you guys on Sunday, alright?" asked Quinn

"Of course babe," replied Finn.

Puck was a little startled when he noticed Finn standing directly behind him.

When the hell did he get there?

Oh, that's right. He was too busy making crazy eyes with Rachel to notice.

The next day Puck decided, with much deliberation (Finn was over it by lunch time) that he was going to make his move on Rachel Sunday after the game. No he wasn't going to suggest going back to his place to end the sexual frustration. He was going to ask her out on a date. Her new show started on Thursday, so he had to do it soon. She was about to become almost invisible with her schedule.

Him and Finn walked into their apartment after their shift to find a half-naked woman on the couch.

"Evenin' boys! How was work?"

Finn glared at Puck and just went straight into his room, shutting the door behind him.

"What the fuck are you doing here April? And how the fuck did you get in?"

The blonde woman stood up and waved her hand in the air, "Oh, no biggie, I know the Super from my Groupie days. I'm here," she put her arms around his neck, "cause I need a favor."

Puck rolled his eyes, "Just spit it out already."

"My boyfriend is going to propose and I just want to get the Puckmeister out of system for good," she smiled seductively.

Puck knew it was a bad idea. But, April had done some cool shit for him in the past. Not just sexual. She was able to get him front row seats for a Billy Joel concert once.

"Somebody final tying you down?"

He started guiding her towards his bedroom. He thought about what April had said and he actually knew what she was doing. He was about to attempt a monogamous relationship, so why not get one last blonde out of the way. He was sure Rachel would be much more enjoyable than anyone he had been with any way. And April, she was probably the best….so far.

Rachel walked towards Puck and Finn's apartment with a white container smiling. Her entire day had been spent thinking of Puck and how she really felt something important with him. She knew of his extra circular activities, and that did scare her. But why not take a chance? Puck is the exact opposite of Jessie in every way. She could no longer ignore the heat that soared through her as they sat closely during the game. At one point his arm had made it behind her shoulders occasionally running a finger against the back of her neck.

Rachel felt bad that Puck thought she hated him. Hate is such a strong word that she usually associates with Nazi's or homophobic's.

So, she decided to make him some "I'm sorry I made you think I hate you cookies."

She was about to buzz the apartment when someone came through the door. She snuck inside after them and headed up the stairs. Normally she would refrain and wait until properly buzzed in. But something inside her made her want to see Puck's face when he opened the door.

She knocked quickly three times. She hears shuffling then the locks being turned. The door opened and was Rachel was slightly , very disappointed that it was Finn. She smiled brightly,

"Hello Finn, do you mind if I come in."

Finn looked like he had just taken a shower and he quickly glanced towards Puck's bedroom,

"Um, I don't…"

"Please, I will be quick I promise," smiled Rachel.

"Um, alright," Finn hesitantly let her pass. He didn't know what else to do? Why the hell should he NOT let Rachel in? How was he supposed to explain to his girlfriend that he slammed the door in her best friend's face?

He followed Rachel to the kitchen where she placed he container on the counter, "Is Puck here?"

"Yes, he's…taking a nap."

"Oh," said Rachel quietly.

Suddenly, loud female laughter filled the apartment, "I will miss those hands of yours, but I think I can manage."

"Fuck," said Finn under his breath.

Rachel watched as the woman came into view, Puck's arm thrown over her shoulders. He had a smirk on his face which fell when his eyes landed on Rachel.

"Rachel? Rachel Berry? What in the Lord's name, how are you honey?"

Finn and Puck looked at each woman with confusion, "Hello April, how have you been?"

By this point, April was waltzing into the kitchen and before she knew it, Rachel was being hugged by April Rhodes.

"Fantastic! I'm gonna be engaged as of tomorrow! Thought I would get one last ride on the Puckerone Express before I took the plunge. He's mighty good at what he does and I never have a hard time getting off on that ride," she nudged Rachel with her elbow and gave her an obnoxious wink.

Rachel had a hard time forming the smile on her face. Puck watched the scene in complete and utter fear. How the hell did Rachel know April and how the FUCK am I supposed to convince her that I could be a good boyfriend?

"How do you two know each other?" Puck was so grateful for his best friend right now he could kiss him.

"Oh, me and Rach go back a few years. She was an understudy in Wicked. She played a fantastic Elphaba. And then she stole Beauty and The Beast from me," Rachel glared at April. She was really going to tell them the reason that her and Jesse broke up…the first time, "So I slept with her boyfriend."

"Alright April, time to go," Puck was pissed. April just slapped Rachel straight across the cheek using only words.

"Yes, I better go! I need to get ready for my date tonight," April turned around and left the apartment without saying another word.

Rachel let out a loud sob when the door slammed and Finn and Puck both looked over at her. She breathed in quickly a few times and wiped the tears that had fallen down her cheeks. She smiled brightly, "I just wanted to drop off these cookies I made…um for…both of you."

She picked up her purse and headed for the door. Puck grabbed her softly by the elbow. She stopped but didn't turn around.

"Rachel, I'm sorry," he spoke softly.

She turned around and Puck's chest tightened when he saw her face. She had on a bright fake smile that was twitching slightly in the corner and her eyes were filled with tears.

"What is there to be sorry for, Puck?" Puck visibly winced at the way his nickname rolled off her tongue, "It's you are obligated to anyone, right? I mean, it is none of my business whom you chose to sleep with."

She waved at Finn and with one last look at Puck she walked away.

Puck shut the door slowly and banged his head against it. He knew in that moment that he would not see her in the park on Sunday. In fact he didn't think he would ever see her again. _