A/N – It's been so long. You're going to have to expect that for a while though! I'm really trying, but with school and everything... It'll just take a little longer.

DISCLAIMER: I do not own GLEE.

Chapter Four:

It's probably a good thing they heard Santana before they got into the room. Neither Rachel or Puck are happy to have to break their kiss, but had they not heard Santana, Puck would be getting reamed out by a very angry Quinn right about now.

Santana can tell, just by the way Rachel is blushing, that something happened between the two of them, but she'll wait until later to have that conversation. As she glances over at Quinn it looks like she might be getting a clue about them as well.

"What's going on here," Quinn asks, her voice about an octave higher than usual.

"Nothing, I was just..." Puck trails off not knowing what to say.

"He was over here helping me out. I was telling him about this date I went on the other day, but I didn't wanna call San, cause she was with Britt and all, and I wasn't sure if you'd be busy. So, I called Noah and asked him to come over after he was through with work," Rachel explained hastily.

"So, why are you blushing," Quinn questioned, she was not gonna let this go easily.

"I'm talking about my date. With Noah Puckerman, of all people. He likes to make inappropriate comments about my sex life," she knows the look Puck is giving her right now says that she's still an amazing actress, but she can't bring herself to look at him right now. She just made out with her friends husband.

"Alright, I guess," Quinn starts, "I know he makes everything awkward. Sorry about that. You really could've called me though, I was bored until San and Britt came and got me."

"Well, I didn't want to interrupt anything, so it was easier this way," Rachel lies easily with a smile on her face.

A few minutes has Rachel sitting and laughing with the girls, only stealing a few glances in Puck's direction, as he sits with a bored expression on his face. When Quinn grins and says she must get her 'poor baby' home, Puck sees the look of sadness cross Rachel's face before she covers it with a chuckle. In that moment she feel her heart break all over again; he's not hers.

Puck walks in his front door and the only thing he notices is that it's missing the smell of strawberries. All he smells is the flowery scent of Quinn. It hurts him more than it should. Quinn is his wife. He just can't help hoping this is all a bad dream.

Rachel goes to bed early that night thinking about the conversation she, Brittany, and Santana had just had.

"Rach," Brittany starts, "are you alright?"

"Yeah, I'm good, Britt. I'm glad you're back," Rachel answers quietly.

"Bull shit, Ray. I saw that blush and the way you were all flushed. Don't think that just because Quinn didn't see through you, I didn't. Because I definitely did," Santana said to her matter of factly.

"San, it was nothing. It was just something that should not have happened." Rachel says with a soft sigh.

"Rachel Barbra Berry, do not say that. Things don't just happen. Everything has a reason behind it. I saw the way he kept stealing little glances at you, the way his eyes softened every time you spoke. Rachel, he loves you, with all his heart, and nothing, not even a wife will change that." Brittany was then looked at in shock.

Needless to say, Rachel doesn't get much sleep that night.

Puck kind of wishes that Quinn would have realized the way he was looking at Rachel. Maybe that would have given him away, but at least he wouldn't be hiding such a big secret anymore. He knows he can't feel bad for himself because he's the one who put them in this situation, marrying Quinn, he realizes, was the worst thing he could have done. He doesn't sleep much that night either.

It's been about two weeks since the night Puck cheated on Quinn. He still feels like shit for doing it, he's not a cheater, but at the same time, he wouldn't take it back for anything. He hasn't seen Rachel since that night either, and that makes him feel worse than the guilt.

Rachel has been freaking out. Every time she sees Quinn she feels like the girl knows. I mean nothing Quinn does actually scream that, but she just can't help thinking it. She realizes it's the guilt making her think that way, and it makes it harder and harder to continue to lie. She's very aware of the fact that dinner at the Puckerman's will be awkward, really, probably, only for her.

Quinn isn't a stupid woman. She sees the longing looks her husband gives one of her dear friends. Now, she's definitely pretending not to see them, because, you know, he's committed himself to her. That doesn't really make her feel one hundred percent better though. So, she decided to invite the girls, Rachel, San, and Britt, over for dinner. That's not to say she doesn't know what she's doing though. She may not be the HBIC she used to be, but she still knows how to make Rachel squirm.

She's nervous. Not that she has anything to be nervous about, she just is. She can't decide what to wear, until Santana throws and pair of shorts and a flowy tank top at her. At that point she knows the night will just go downhill.

She goes of course. What kind of friend would she be if she didn't? Puck answers the door with a smile on his face, that makes Rachel's heart beat faster, he let's them in. Quinn looks beautiful in her summer dress, as per usual, and Rachel tells her so.

"Thank you," Quinn says with a soft smile. "You look wonderful, yourself."

"Do I have to be jealous here, guys," Puck asks with a grin. Rachel frowns. Quinn giggles and kisses his cheek.

"What are we chopped liver," Santana asks, joining the banter, playfully.

"Of course not! You both look amazing," everyone laughs then. They're all dressed so casually.

As they sit down for dinner, Quinn notices the way Puck seats himself next to Rachel, she starts a conversation. One she knows will upset Rachel.

"So, Puck and I have been discussing children again," she says casually.

"Really? That's wonderful," always the amazing actress.

"Yeah, I've been thinking about wanting quite a few. He isn't sure how many he wants yet, but we plan on getting started very, very soon," she says grinning. Rachel swallows thickly. She should've known.

"That's great. Please pass the butter," Rachel smiles at Britt's obvious change in subject.

After that conversation, Rachel is very quiet the rest of the night. When they say their goodbyes she avoids Puck's hug. She can't handle this any longer. She needs to move on and she knows it. He won't leave Quinn, if them talking babies is any indication, he never even thought about it.

She doesn't let herself cry until she's alone in her room.

He yells at Quinn. They haven't spoken about kids since he told her he wasn't sure he wanted any. He did, of course. Just not with her. He doesn't know how to leave her though. She'll make his life, and Rachel's, hell. He wants to do it though.

He leaves and doesn't come home that night.

Chapter Four.

A/N – This chapter may get changed later. I'm not very happy with it. Anyway R&R please.

Love,

Katie.