"Mr. Shue, we need to talk!" Santana exclaimed, leading the Puckermans into Shue's office. Shuester groaned when the cheerio coach walked into the room.

" Yes, Santana?" the principal asked. When he saw the Puckermans enter as well, he realized why they were there.

"What on earth would possess you to hire St. Douche? Especially to team teach a class with Rachel and Puck. How was that a good idea?" the Latina yelled furiously.

"Jesse is very talented. He's been in a couple Broadway productions. I figured he be good to help teach the class. The more experience the teachers have in the subject they're teaching, the better. And combined, those three have a lot experience and expertise."

"If he does anything to try to ruin that relationship, I will personally make the rest of your years here a living hell. You think Sue Sylvester was bad? You haven't had to deal with Santana Lopez. There's a reason I was Top Bitch in high school."

With that Santana lead Rachel and Puck out of the office. Shue watched them go and dropped his head in his hands, shaking it slightly.

"What's wrong, Will?" Emma asked, walking into the office.

"I have managed to call down the wrath of Santana Lopez. It's going to turn into a Will Shuester/Sue Sylvester battle royale again. Why didn't you talk me out of hiring Jesse?"

"You were so happy about it. I didn't want to bring up that it might not be a good idea."

"Why did I let Finn convince me that it was a good idea? How could I have believed that Rachel would be happy to see him again?"

"Hudson convinced you to hire St. James? Oh, it's on!" Puck exclaimed, leaving the door way and ignoring his wife's cries of, "Noah, please! You aren't a teenager in school anymore! It's never good to settle things with your fists! Noah!"

*Meanwhile*

"So, you wanna do the assignment together?" Kai asked as he and Caroline walked it to their second hour class.

"Sure." Caroline responded sitting down.

"Sweet. Do you know what songs we'll be choosing from?"

"No. They'll most likely be putting the list together tomorrow morning. They'll be spending most of the afternoon at my dad's studio putting the finishing touches on everything. The bed of the truck was full of painting stuff so, they'll be there awhile."

"Cool."

Before they could say anything else, the teacher walked in and began class.

*With Puck and Rachel*

"Hudson! We gotta talk!" Puck stated, walking into Finn's office in the locker room, Rachel close behind him.

"About?" the coach asked in a bored tone.

"You convinced Shuester to hire St. James. Why?"

"I thought it would be a good thing for Rachel to have someone helping her that actually knew something about what they are teaching. You have never done anything with musical theater."

"I may not know a lot about musical theater, but I do know what it takes. And, HELLO!, music major! I know talent. I have worked with a lot of talented artists. And, I'll have you know, THAT is also important to have as a teacher of Musical Theater."

With that, Puck stormed out of the office. Rachel through Finn a look and ran after her husband. She found him sitting on the bleachers.

"Hey," She said, sitting next to him.

"Hey," he responded, sending her a smirk.

"What's on your mind?"

"Why would Finn convince Shue to do that? Especially, if you were going to be the other teacher."

"Noah? What are you really worried about?"

"You picked St. James over me once. I guess I'm just worried that you'll do it again."

"Noah Elijah Puckerman! We have been married for nineteen years! I am not about to leave you for the guy who crushed my heart. Who forced me to meet my mom, only to have her decide, once again, that she didn't want me. Noah, I love you and only you."

"I know, babe, I know. But I can't help but wonder why."

"Because you fought for me. Because you rescued me."

"I guess I did, didn't I?"

"Yeah, you did."

"Our story is told by these bleachers." Puck realized.

"How so?"

"Well, we broke off our whatever it was here. And then, the first day of summer, I had asked you to meet me here, I asked you out and you said you were with Finn. Then we found him cheating on you under them with Quinn and I comforted you on them. You asked a few weeks later if my offer still stood and I said yes. We were sitting her and it was during a break in football camp. The night of our biggest game, and first win, I told you I loved you, here. We were sitting here after another Rachel-Bash glee session and you asked me to run away with you. We were gone for two weeks and they were the best two weeks of my life. Senior year, after we won Regionals, I brought you here to ask you to marry me. And…" Puck took her hand and brought her over to the press box. She gasped when she saw NP+RB in a heart with Forever written next to it in spray paint. "I didn't have the courage to show you when we were in high school, I wrote it halfway through junior year. I love you so much, Rach."

Rachel pressed her lips against his and he backed her up against the press box wall. She let out a whimper when she pulled away.

"Noah," Rachel giggled, "it's our first day on the job and we can't really have someone catch us making out against the press box. Imagine how mortified our children would be."

"I had a lot more than making out on my mind," Puck growled, grinding against her and nipping her neck.

"Not here," Rachel stated, pushing him away lightly and starting back toward the school.

Puck growled and grabbed her hand, dragging her to the truck and shoving her in, Rachel giggling the whole time.