AN: You all want to know why I'm stir crazy? Go on my profile and some of the conversations I've had in the past two days... You'll also find out why I'm updating so soon...

Okay, I thought instead of replying to my lovely reviewers today, (I still love you all) I thought I'd do something better. I'm going to shout out to my favourite Puckleberry fic's that I recommend you read in no particular order other than in which I reviewed on their stories last.

Never gonna be alone ~ Unsuspecting Sunday Afternoon

A New Life ~ Chloe Bug (Chapter four... Mr Puck... Died laughing)

Slushie Shots ~ LazyLiChan (This one is awesome in its characterization and I just heart it)

Just Like Last Tuesday Except With Zombies & Spiralled out of Escalation ~ Angel-Dawes (Zombie is only two chapters in and I heart it... she's a great write writer and Spiralled is AWESOME)

It's My Life ~ vulnerable88 (They just finished this... Oh and then they've got Leading Man which is doubly as good)

Easy Girl & It Goes down Easy ~ une fille (Except they haven't updated in a while... humph)

Bleeding Love ~ toatsmania

Like We Never Loved at All ~ KRiSTiNEDAHLiNG

North ~ alien09 (I won a story on that... Hasn't been uploaded yet but I don't care... I never win anything... except those claw machine things. I'm particularly good at that)

ALL OF NICOLASAMARIA'S fic's... She is a damn good writer. Her one shots are epic (Especially 'Your Eyes' which I recommend everyone reads) 'Somebody to Love' trilogy is problem my fave of all time (sorry to everyone else but I downloaded every song she posted up in that story and don't regret it) and 'The Adventures of Puck and Finn' is like... THE BEST!

If you haven't read any of them, I suggest you do. :) No on with the story! [BTW, shout out to Karma22, cause I like pleasing the fans but if I said exactly what you wrote, it'd kind of screw up what I had planned... read carefully though ;) ...Also shout out to Alimard is in here... If you guys pick it up, please tell me]

At lunchtime, Glee was called for an emergency meeting. Everyone knew why. It was time for Mr Shuester to tell them who was officially taking over his roll and taking them to sectionals. They all congregated in the practice room, waiting for him to show up. Puck was leaning back in his chair when Kurt stormed up to him, an angry look on his face. "What's up Beyonce?" he asked lazily.

Kurt shifted his face upwards and looked at Puck with his eyes cast down. "See this bruising? See the bags under my eyes? The sleep deprivation? This is because of you!"

Mercedes narrowed her eyes at him. "Yeah, white boy. Last night we were all up searching for your sorry ass."

"Like, where were you Puck?" Brittany asked. "Not that I was looking for you, because I was with your sister but like, Tina was calling me every five minutes with updates and that was so not cool."

"Yeah, care to share as to we got no sleep last night while you look rested up?" Santana asked, raising both her eyebrows.

Puck shrugged. "Finn overreacted."

Finn's head snapped to attention. "Hey! Don't blame it on me."

Kurt stuck his nose up. "Yes well, next time you go lone ranger, don't take Rachel with you. I almost got a pimple from all the stress."

"Rachel chose to come with me." Puck defended. "Actually, she was driving. So she wasn't in any trouble."

"Obviously he's never watched the hallmark channel." Kurt muttered to Mercedes.

Puck rolled his eyes and just flopped back on the chair. "You're all crazy."

"Hey, where is Rachel anyway?" Everyone darted up to attention and looked around the room. Rachel Berry was no where in sight.

"Well that's not strange at all." Quinn said. "I would've thought Man Hands would've been the first here."

"With a list of suitable teachers to take us." Mike added.

"Oh she has the list," Kurt assured them. "But she just hasn't made the appearance."

"Anyone seen her since this morning?" Puck asked, standing up carefully. Everyone shook their heads. "Who does she hang out with?" Yet again, everyone was confused. "Beyonce, doesn't she hang with you and Mercedes?"

"Only during brief moments of passing by lockers and occasionally lunch." Kurt shrugged. "Otherwise she's a creature of habit. She's usually in here playing My Fair Lady or in the auditorium singing about Finn."

"She's not singing about me." Finn defended as Puck felt a stab to the gut.

Quinn placed a hand on his shoulder. "She's singing about you."

"But..."

"No." Quinn shook her head. "She is singing about you."

"Who cares who she's singing about?" Puck growled. "Are you telling me no one hangs out with her during the day?"

Tina shot him a small glare. "Only because you and the rest of the football team made sure she didn't have any friends over the years."

"We stopped that, months ago." Mike pointed out.

Tina shrugged. "A few months aren't going to make up for a whole year, especially seeing as your first few weeks in high school are what defines you."

Puck tried to remember back to Berry's first few weeks of high school. Oh yeah. He'd slushied her. Why?

...

Well for the life of him he couldn't remember. Random Act of Violence is probably what Berry would call it. "Let's just go find her." Puck growled.

"I'm sure Diva's gonna show up." Mercedes said. "It's Glee. What else does she got to be doing?"

"That's the point." Puck rolled his eyes and stalked out of the choir room, looking up and down the crowded hallway. "Where did you go Berry?"

Still sitting in the choir room, Quinn heard her iPod touch go off as she received a new email just as Puck walked out. Finn was edgy to say the least, not too sure of what to make of his friends new found defence of Rachel. Quinn pulled the iPod out and rolled her eyes. "Jacob." she muttered and clicked open the email. It lead her to a hyperlink which lead her to his familiar webpage.

"Oh my God!" Finn's head snapped and looked at her.

For Quinn to use God's name in vain, it had to be bad. "What?" Finn rested his hand on her stomach. "Is it the baby?"

"No!" Quinn nodded to Santana. "Check your messages. All of you."

Everyone pulled out their phones, looking through their phones to find the same webpage. Mercedes laugh was half-way between amused and shocked. "What the hell is that?"

Finn looked, blushed and turned away muttering 'mailman' under his breath. Quinn glared at him for a moment before flicking through the photo album. There were almost fifty of them. All of Rachel Berry, in her underwear. Well actually, no that was a lie. Half were of Rachel in her underwear. The other half were of Jacob holding up said underwear. "I knew she was a cotton girl." Kurt muttered.

"Twenty dollars says Diva saw these and is off freaking somewhere." Mercedes crossed her arms over her chest.

Tina pulled Artie's mobile away from him as he stared a little too long. "Hey, I was just trying to figure out how he took the photos!"

"And how he got the underwear." Matt added, squinting his eyes and this time Santana stole the phone off of him.

"Stop that, it's weird." Santana said, but then she caught sight of the photos and tilted her head to the side. "They seem a little, personal don't you think? Like, I've sent heaps of guys pictures but when I do personal I do personal. These ones look like she's by herself. I mean, look at the fifth one. She's dancing away from the camera."

"She's facing her mirror." Finn said, taking a peek. When he looked up, everyone was silent and staring at him. "What? I've been to her house once. Her bed is behind her which means she's facing the mirror."

Then Kurt, the only other person in the room to be at Rachel's, checked it out too. "They're all taken from the bathroom." he commented. "Or to be specific, that horrible coat rack which gives me a headache every time I glance at it."

"Except the last few of her on her bed." Matt wasn't even looking at the photos which made everyone a little curious but at the same time, got them thinking.

"Jacob would have to be standing at the window to take that one." Kurt said, flicking through. Rachel was lying on her bed, her feet up on the headboard in just a pair of shorts and her bra. She was looking straight at the camera, smiling idly. "Second to last." Everyone immediately went to that photo.

Mike shifted uncomfortably. "Look, can we stop looking at Rachel half-naked? I feel a bit weird about this."

"Shut up Mike." Brittany slapped her boyfriend across the shoulder.

"Yeah, she did take these photos of Jacob." Santana scoffed. "If you tell him there was an ant in your locker he'll post it as front page news."

"No." Finn realised something, tilting his head to the side. "These last few were taken outside Rachel's window."

"I'm going to be perfectly honest with you Finn." Quinn stared at him. "I'm extremely uncomfortable with how much you seem to know about Rachel's room."

"No..." Finn shook his head. "Earlier, I dragged Rachel into the auditorium. She freaked out because she thought Jacob was kidnapping her. She said like... 'I thought he upgraded from sitting outside my window taking notes' or something."

"Oh." Everyone nodded and looked back to the photos.

There was an odd silence where Mike just burst, standing up and snatching everyone's phones off of them one by one. "Okay, no more. We can't be looking at these. She's one of us and just..." he had to give an extra tug for Kurt's mobile. "No more, okay. It's just weird, okay." He dumped all the mobiles and iPod's onto the piano and stepped back looking proud of himself. "There."

Just as he dumped them, Puck came back in. "Has Berry showed up yet because I just scanned through the auditorium and halls and she was no where. What's with all the phones?" Puck reached over and picked one up but Mike snatched it away from him.

"No one else is going to see Rachel naked!" he yelled. "It's wrong and weird and is some freaky stalker stuff."

Puck frowned, his mind a few steps behind everyone else's. "Berry's naked?" he snatched the phone back and checked it out. "Whoa, what the hell?" He blinked a few times and then he realised that these photos were online. On Jacob Ben-Israel's blog. Titled under, What Rachel did last summer... With me!

And the dude had her underwear. "Berry did not take these." Puck growled. "And she didn't let anyone take them."

Kurt raised his manicured eyebrows carefully. "How do you know, Puck?"

Finn wanted to point out every point they just said but Puck threw the mobile on the piano (causing Tina to swear). "Because I dated her, remember? I'm going to look in the auditorium again. Maybe you guys want to help." Puck stormed out again, this promising himself not to return until he found Rachel.

Kurt and Mercedes shared a knowing look, and both grinned. "We'll help!" they said together and followed Puck out of the room after grabbing their mobiles, ready for some heavy gossip. Quinn sighed and looked at the Cheerios and Tina. "Each of you take a bathroom. Britt, third corridor, Santana, hallway, Tina auditorium. I'll go check the showers." The girls nodded, got up, collected their phones and disappeared which left Mike, Matt, Finn and Artie. Artie sighed, wheeling himself along. "I've got the parking lot."

Matt pushed himself up. "Football field and I'll go check out the basketball courts too."

Mike nodded. "I've got the bleachers, back and front."

Finn followed them out too. "I'll go through the classrooms and everywhere else."

Finn left just as Will entered the second door to Glee with Miss Pillsbury in tow. "Hey guys." Will said and then looked around the classroom. "That's funny. I told them all to meet me here."

Emma looked nervously around. "Are you sure?"

Will nodded his head. "Certain. Where could they be?"

~*~

Puck went straight into the auditorium again, this time walking down the stairs to go searching for her. He'd told Mercedes and Kurt to split up and go searching for her in other parts of the school, which they had begrudgingly done. He jogged down the stairs and looked up and down all the seats. "Berry?" he called out. "Berry, you in here?"

No one replied, just like they hadn't when he checked fifteen minutes previous, but this time he ran down to the stage and pushed himself up onto it. "Berry?" he called out. "Berry." He fell silent when he heard a small sniff. He rolled his eyes and followed the noise to a bundle of girl, wrapped up in the extra curtain that seemed to hang down from the ceiling.

For a moment, he almost threw up because he thought someone had gone Carrie on Rachel and drenched her with blood. But then he noticed the smell of cherry and figured it was just a slushie. "Hey." Puck walked up to Rachel and kneeled in front of her. Some of the slushie had been cleaned off her face, but it had been cleaned off with her tears. Puck felt delirious anger overtake him, but thought about what Finn had been telling him about anger management and pushed it aside for the moment. Rachel didn't need that. "Did I ever tell you I hate watching chicks cry?"

Rachel sniffed and pulled the curtains closer around her, turning away. It was then Puck noticed she was shivering. Oh yeah. Slushie. Puck moved so he could sit next to her and wrapped an arm around her protectively. Rachel just pressed her head into Puck's shoulder and continued to cry. Puck wasn't too worried seeing as it wasn't even his t-shirt that was getting dirty. Plus it was black.

"Who slushied you Rach?" he asked gently, wiping some of her hair off her face. Rachel didn't cry but just cried more.

Her hair was wet and sticky and kind of uncomfortable when he rested his chin on her head but Puck just held her closer still. "I'll beat Jacob up." he promised her. "I'll hurt him so bad that he'll never see daylight again through clear eyes."

Rachel sobbed harder and clutched onto Puck's shirt with one hand and wrapping her other arm around his neck. Puck just leaned down into her grip and held back. "Hey, remember when you said I can faint on you anytime?" Rachel nodded and her silence was starting to freak Puck out. But he decided not to mention it. "You can faint on me too, okay." This got Rachel sobbing again and he decided that maybe he should stop with the chick moment crap and just let her cry it out. Without her knowing, he slipped his phone out of his back pocket and hit reply to some random message that he was pretty sure was from one of the Gleeks and sent a message that he found her.

It was Mike who he had sent it to and he came first with Matt and Artie. Mike sat cross legged across from her and darted his face into her vision, which looked odd because he had to twist his body around and look up at her from below. "Hey," he grinned, making a face. "You okay?"

Rachel chuckled and nodded, holding on tighter to Puck. "We're gonna beat him up." Matt assured her.

"After we figure out where those cameras are." Artie added.

"Cameras?" Rachel frowned, looking up at him.

Artie nodded. "How did you think he got the pictures?"

Rachel shivered and then thought it was plausible. "He put cameras in my room?"

Puck tensed underneath her and knew that if she wasn't lying on top of him, he probably would've gotten the fuck out of there and beaten the little shit to pieces. Puck thought he was a bad Jew. Man, that dude overstepped some line, and Puck had no idea why he cared because it was Rachel Berry but... There go his thoughts again. He couldn't figure out which ones he was listening too because there were so many just crowding his mind. It's because of last night you idiot. She took care of you. Now you're gonna take care of her. That's why you're so pissed.

Oh... there's the logic. It had nothing to do with the fact he liked Berry.

What?!

No. Seriously, what? His thoughts were fucked before but now they were mental. "Rachel?" Puck and Rachel looked up to see Brittany, Santana, Quinn and Tina, with Finn behind them, standing there with clothes and make up. "Kurt is going to grab his hair kit from his car and Mercedes is with him. Matt texted us."

Rachel shot Matt a grateful look and he just shrugged it off. Puck rubbed Rachel's shoulder. "Talk, will you? It's kind of freaking me out."

"Thank you Puck." Was all she said, and Rachel pushed herself off the ground. "And thank you to the rest of you." Rachel smiled as Tina and Brittany took either one of her hands and led her off with Quinn.

Mike and Matt got up and followed them out with Finn and Artie trailing behind. Because the ramps still hadn't been installed, they still had to carrying him down. Curiously though, Santana stayed behind with Puck, glaring at him.

"What San?" Puck groaned as he got up.

Santana looked around the curtain to make sure everyone else was out of hearing distance. Her mouth fell into a hard line and she crossed her arms over her chest. "Are you okay?"

Puck sighed, "I'm fine. Why?"

"Well you were drunk off your face yesterday, so I don't know. Curiosity?" she rolled her eyes at the same time as Puck. "Don't screw this one up, Puckerman."

"Screw what up?" he asked.

"This thing you have with Berry." she frowned. "I don't claim to understand it, but I see it happening."

"Oh Jesus, San." Puck ran his hand through his mohawk. "She did me a favour last night and don't give me that face!" he added when he saw Santana contort her face with disgust. "It wasn't like that. She just made sure I didn't do anything... stupid. So yeah, I owe her."

"Oh, I see." Santana said sarcastically. "You're just paying her back."

He narrowed his eyes. "You know what, go screw Brittany. Be productive about something outside of my love life. Because we all know that you like setting me up with girls and then watching me fall. Or better yet, breaking up with me over credit score."

"Only because you give the best break up sex I've ever had." Santana shrugged. "Even when it's 'I've just broken up with someone else' sex."

"Does Mike know about you and Britt?" Puck asked and suddenly Santana became very angry.

"You'd never tell him because you know Brittany doesn't understand that stuff and if Mike broke up with her because of it she'd be really upset." Santana pointed a finger Puck. "Would you seriously like to be the one who made Brittany cry?" It was true, no one wanted to make Brittany cry. Isla was possibly smarter than her.

No actually, that wasn't a possibility, it was a fact.

"Just, go San." Puck gave up. "I've got no time for this crap."

"Puck!" Both Santana and Puck looked around the corner to where Finn, Matt, Mike and Artie were standing. "Come on man."

"Bye Senorita Loca." Puck waved her off and ran after the other boys. "I have a freak to bash."

AN: Trust me, that's not the end...

NOW there's a small chance I'll update tomorrow because my bro just called me to tell me he wants to go Christmas shopping... tomorrow... TWO DAYS BEFORE CHRISTMAS!

LoL

Oh and I spelt Bayram wrong in the last chapter... when I was doing the whole 'season greetings' thing.

I love my reviewers! (and my stalkers... and those who favourited and put me on alert)

Bibz