AN: Christmas Parties... Not so good with the noggin... Spesh when your bestie doesn't tell you your sprite is vodka and sprite... but whatever.

Btw, I wasn't really happy with this chapter but like... I have to write it to get to the good stuff... you know? It's one of those filler kind of chapters. But I hope you enjoy the torture of Jacob Ben-Israel because I certainly liked writing it.

Dive(dot)divine... LoL, yeah my family thinks I'm insane too (Only a few of them speak English... LoL) But I'm surprisingly good at it. Got band sixes in my SC so I was able to apply for it.

Ladybug Jess, Berilan, Shiva'sGirl and chrpangel: Thanks! And here is more! (Sorry chrpangel, it's not too much longer but I hope it'll calm the beast, not anger it... looks nervously)

Distorted realities, Noelle86 and Namjr: Just read ;)

JustAmazing: You are the only one who picked that up... But it's cool... :) Hope your happy with what happens to Jacob.

Karma22: Hahaha, I'll inform my brother later... Like, next years. Cause while we were out and he bought me earrings... Sesame street ones albeit but I love Cookie Monster and he still thinks I'm 5 (mentally there is a very good chance of that). Actually, I kind of wrote Puck like my brother, except I have a dad who loves both me and my brother... Justin's just over protective cause he doesn't want me to date. Ever. Seriously, he gets weird when one of our family friends starts talking to me. And I've known this dude since diapers! (Sorry for my rant there...)

Alimard: I love your reviews. Mark Salling is... whoa. Teenaged heart attacks are occurring all over the world because someone left the scenes of him with his shirt off on replay in all of our minds... (slowly turns to mush as I re-imagine that scene over and over... now I compose myself... barely). I seriously need a life... Or a boyfriend. Either way. Oh and if no ones noticed, I just love Mike. I think he's awesome. Even though he doesn't talk much... he FINALLY got a line in the last episode. But no, I just love his facial expressions more. Like when they called out 'Other Asian'.

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Mike had his arms draped over Puck and Finn's shoulders and Artie was sitting in his chair looking content. "You did a good job, Puck."

"Thanks." Puck smiled. "It's good to get rid of the anger constructively."

"Oh this was definitely constructive." Finn agreed.

"And entertaining too." Artie added as he shut the camera. "Should we upload the video now?"

"Yeah." Puck said. "You can hack into his website, right?"

"In my sleep." Artie reached over and grabbed his bag and pulled his laptop out of it.

Just then, Finn's phone started beeping. He laughed. "It's from Kurt."

[Beyonce]: I lurveewat uve done w the feathers... Verii Vogue.

Puck laughed so hard that he had to hold onto his sides. Hanging from the football goalposts, tied up with feather boas and rope was Jacob Ben-Israel. As well as that, the boys had roamed around the costume room and pulled out a glittery show girl bra and matching skirt. That plus his not so tightie-whities made Jacob look very fashionable with the added bonus of the fact he was still wearing knee highs that were gathering around his ankles with his converse. "Being artistic is so much better sometimes than violent." Puck jumped up and down a bit in excitement. "Although I think we did punch him once."

"Twice." Mike corrected.

"Eighteen times." Artie informed them staring at the colourful array of bruises on Jacob's face. "And I broke his toes."

"See," Finn clapped his back. "No need to go all agro all the time."

Puck was definitely feeling better than yesterday, especially when Matt finally grabbed Kurt and the girls to bring them over to stand in the bleachers. Rachel was standing in the middle of them and looked up to see Jacob handing from the posts. "Hey, Artie, turn the camera on again." Puck nudged him. Artie did so and then Puck yelled out, "Jacob! What were you saying before again?"

Jacob groaned. "I promise I'll turn off all the cameras in Rachel's room."

"No, no, I'll deal with the cameras myself." Puck said. "Say the other thing. Come on."

"I'm sorry Rachel Berry. I never slept with her. I'm just a freak who put a camera in her room and stole her underwear." Jacob was pretty much crying. "Please, I've got a wedgie!"

Puck chuckled. "Last part, one more time."

"I am a dweeb and the only time I got laid was by my own hand."

Rachel turned bright red and Puck looked over at her with a big grin on his face. "Like your present, Berry?" he shouted out. "It's from all of us plus Matt."

Rachel put her hands into the back pocket of the jeans she borrowed and just nodded. "Yes, thank you Noah."

For the second time that day Finn found himself wondering about Rachel and Puck and how close they were. It kind of bothered him just a little more than it possibly should which he found even weirder. Well, it wasn't too weird because he did know he had some sort of feelings for Rachel. Finn looked at Puck who looked positively happy.

Now Finn wasn't the smartest guy in the world, but he did know that not much made his best friend smile like that. Isla was one of them and sometimes his mum was another. Probably not at the moment but that had to do with the situation. Winning football and doing something right in Glee got him to smile too. But the fact there was a girl getting him to smile. Especially a non-related girl.

They left Jacob hanging there while Artie uploaded the video onto Jacob's blog after deleting the story about Rachel. He sent a school wide text message too for everyone to go onto Jacob's blog again.

Puck wrapped his arm around Rachel's shoulders and she blushed again, leaning into his grip. "Now we're even."

~*~

After school, Mike, Matt and Artie came over to her house to get rid of any cameras in her bedroom. Rachel was back to her usual self, talking about pressing charges and calling her lawyers. Mike and Matt just carried Artie upstairs to Rachel's room as she babbled on and pushed him through the thick carpet. Mike went and took the camera from coat hanger while Artie looked for the rest. He looked in the bathroom too as well as her closet and in total found five. "That's just creepy." Rachel muttered as she saw the small cameras in Artie's hand. "And we still don't know if we've gotten all of them."

"No we did." Artie said. "Puck is pretty good at breaking into lockers. He got Jacob's computer and I hacked in. There were only ever five cameras."

Matt wrapped an arm around Rachel. "You're safe now. Except close your curtains from now on."

"Do not worry. I am getting a restraining order." Rachel shivered at the thought. "I can not believe he placed cameras in my room. Did he film anything?"

"It won't get out of this computer." Artie said. "Except..." He trailed off.

"Except what?" she demanded.

Artie winced. "It was posted on the internet Rachel. Anyone could have those photos by now saved to their hard drives."

Rachel hadn't thought about that and fell back against her bed. "Hey, don't worry." Matt kneeled down in front of her. "Tomorrow we'll totally make sure no one picks on you."

"Yeah cause you should so get everyone's sympathy." Mike added. "I mean, the dude stole your underwear."

Rachel blushed and her hair fell over her face. "I'd rather not talk about that Mike."

Artie wheeled forward a bit. "He did steal your underwear, didn't he? I mean, you didn't give it to him cause..."

"Over the years." she interrupted. "To make sure Jacob didn't disclose certain information about myself, I have occasionally given him some of my garments to keep him at bay. Once or twice it was a feather boa which made today even more hilarious. It keeps me out of his blog, more-or-less."

Mike smacked his forehead and sighed. "Come on. We need to go bash him again."

"No!" Rachel reached out and grabbed his hand. "Don't worry. He'll get his. I am calling the police. Just... don't tell Noah please. He's got enough to deal with and I know he'll want to hurt Jacob. Violently."

"Okay." Mike promised and Artie and Matt looked at him like he was crazy. "Look, as long as he cops it, I don't care how. If that means jail, I'm totally cool with that."

Matt looked pretty pissed but he shrugged it off. "Fine, but only because I need to go watch my sister. Otherwise, I'd so be kicking Ben-Israel's ass because this shit is just freaking weird."

Mike and Artie agreed to stay with Rachel when she called her fathers and the police so Matt and Mike took Artie downstairs with Rachel following soon after. Briefly, her mind thought back to Puck, smiling at her as she laughed at Jacob's fate. She hope more than anything he was alright now, with his sister.

~*~

The only problem with Rachel's wishes was that he wasn't with his sister. He was waiting outside his sister's school, but his sister hadn't come out yet. And most of the kids had left. There were only the few stragglers who's parents had come late. There was no sign of her whatsoever.

He pulled his letterman jacket on and got out of his car, walking to the kindergarten classrooms. He saw threw the window Mrs Furner, a woman in her late-thirties who had been his and Finn's kindergarten teacher back in the day. He smirked as he knocked on the door.

"Noah!" Mrs Furner opened the door and smiled at him. "How are you?" She pulled him into a hug and Puck hugged her back more out of manners. The woman was a hell of a lot shorter than himself though. She had kids a bit younger than Puck but he knew this is one cougar he'd never go for because she was like... his teacher.

"I'm good Mrs F." he could never bring himself to call her Ellis even though she insisted. "I was just wondering where my sister is."

Mrs Furner frowned at him. "Hasn't your mother called you?"

Puck froze. "Called me? About what?"

"She picked Isla up mid-way through the day."

Puck swore right in front of the woman and wasn't even in the right mind to regret it.

"Noah?" she called out and Puck didn't realise he was running down the hallway.

"Sorry Mrs F!" he called out behind him and then bolted out of the school and into his car. He twisted the ignition and hightailed it out of there, breaking at least fifty-road rules along the way. He decided to at least be responsible about this and dialled Finn's number whilst he was driving.

"Hello?" Finn's voice called out from the other end.

"She took Isla!" he yelled.

"Who?"

"My mum!"

There was a pause where Finn processed everything. "Okay, Puck just chill."

"Fuck no! She's gonna take her home where he is. I don't want her there with him Finn."

"I get that dude but storming in there isn't going to help either."

"I'm getting her out." Puck hung up and threw his phone on the seat beside him. "Parents, think they know everything, they know crap." He muttered angrily and then drove into his driveway.

Just as he pulled up the handbrake, his mother came out, calm faced. "Noah..." she said as he got out of the car.

"Get out of my way." Puck walked past her and opened the door. His mum was just behind him.

"I want to talk to you."

"And tell me what? He's changed, he's staying for good. He's your father. Whatever, I've heard it before." Puck walked into the living room to see his father sitting on the couch, watching Isla watch some Disney movie. She looked calm so Puck had to look calm too or else she'd freak out and probably wouldn't leave with him.

"Hey kiddo." Puck went and casually sat on the single seater, avoiding his dad. Josef was staring at him though, calmly and carefully. "What happened to us hanging out this afternoon?"

"Mum picked me up." she said with a smile. "Puck, this is Dad." Isla just leaned against him with a grin. Josef looked down at his daughter, smiling as he gently ran his fingers over her hair.

"Yeah, I know." he said quietly, anger bubbling just below the surface.

"He said he forgives you for this morning and he just wants to be a family again." Isla gave him her best pout. "How cool would that be? Having a mummy and a daddy." Puck felt himself gritting his teeth. Obviously his sister knew his complete and utter resistance because she only pouted at him when she knew he was close to refusing her. What Isla didn't know what that there was a snowballs chance in hell he was going to lie down and let this one slide.

"Can we talk, Noah?" Puck's eyes darted straight to the man himself who had spoken to him so calmly. "In the backyard."

Puck nodded slowly and his mother looked relieved. But Puck carefully went over to his sister and leaned down next to her, whispering something in her ear that their parents couldn't hear. "But Noah!" she pleaded.

"Just do it Isle." he muttered before walking out into the backyard, Josef following him from behind. Puck knew it probably wasn't the smartest thing to do to let his dad follow him, but once they were outside, he rounded. "Leave." Puck demanded. "Get out of Lima. Now and forever, just go and don't come back."

"Noah, I know that..."

"No you don't know!" Puck growled. "You don't know anything and you're not going to know. Just leave."

Josef crossed his arms over his chest. "I'm not going anywhere, son." And that was all it took to push Puck far over the edge. His anger took over and he lunged at Josef, shoving him to the ground. He swung the first punch, but he wasn't the only one swinging.

Josef threw his son off of him then proceeded to punch back. Four times. It was the third time when Puck realised what was happening. His mind froze, spinning back to the past. The fourth punch woke him up though and Puck knew he had to fight back before it went to far. Puck pulled his knees up underneath him and then extended his legs, kicking Josef in the stomach and throwing him off in one movement. He scuttled up off the ground and felt a black eye developing.

He shook his head. "Yeah, that's pretty much all you taught me how to do." Puck spat. "Fight."

Puck headed back inside, storming past his mother who looked torn. She then decided to follow Puck. "Noah, please, please listen to me."

"He just tried to beat the shit out of me Ma."

"You threw the first punch..."

"He called me son!" he turned and yelled. "He doesn't even deserve to call me Noah. Actually, none of you deserve to call me Noah. Only Isla." He turned back around and pushed himself up the stairs and went into his room. He grabbed two duffle bags and shoved his clothes and jerseys in there. He also threw in all the money he stashed around the place and some essentials, like a toothbrush. After grabbing packing his x-box and PS3 and all the games in a separate bag (because c'mon... He paid for all of them) he walked down the hall to Isla's room. His mum was downstairs checking out the bruising on his ribs which Puck thought was kind of cool. "Come on Isles, we're going."

"Where?" she asked, zipping up her fifth bag.

Puck stared at all of them in shock. "How much of that is clothing and bathroom stuff?"

"Just the first three." she said.

"Last two?"

"Toys."

"Oh." Well he had packed his x-box. "Fine." He was glad he could throw all his bags over his shoulder and he went and picked up three of her bags while Isla dragged the last two beside her. "Let's go."

"Where?" she repeated, following his down the stairs.

"Finn's."

"Oh. Cool."

Deborah came out of nowhere and stood in front of Puck. "Noah, please don't do this." She cried. Isla tilted her head to the side, trying to figure out what was going on. "Please don't do this."

"Choose. Me and Isles or him?" he gave her the ultimatum but Deborah just clutched the front of his shirt.

"Don't you just want to be a family again?" she begged. "Just normal again?"

Puck pulled out of his mothers grasps, tears building up painfully behind his eyes. "We were a family. You, me and Isla. We were fine. He isn't fine ma. He's just... fucked." And that was saying something because Puck never swore in front of his mother or sister out of fear for getting hit across the head or grounded. This just made Deborah break down again because she realised he no longer thought of himself under her control.

"Let him go Deb." Josef scoffed from the living room. "Let him go to those homo's daughter and his other faggot friends. Cause he's no son of mine."

Puck growled, dropping all his bags in the hallway and stalking into the living room. "Noah! Noah, no!" but Puck was already lunging at the man lounging in Puck's recliner.

He threw two punches and then pulled back (Finn would be proud). "Don't talk about my friends but yeah. I can agree with you with the whole, I'm not your son thing." And with that, Puck went and picked up the bags again, shuffling Isla out of the house. He briefly wondered whether or not the next time he went home he could leave without the violent exit, but whatever for now. He put his and Isla's bags in the tray of his truck and then help Isla inside. "Noah why'd you punch Daddy?"

Noah growled without realising and just buckled Isla up. "Don't worry Isles, we'll be fine."

She looked out the window to her mum who was crying in her dad's arms. When he got into the car too he looked at Isla. "Isles, do you trust me?"

Isla nodded, looking up at him with her big green eyes. "Good. Then you'll trust me when I say, I'm not doing this to hurt mum. I'm doing this so you don't get hurt. Dad isn't a nice man, okay? He hurt me and mum a long time ago and I don't want him hurting you too. Got it?"

It took Isla a few minutes before she nodded to. Puck turned the car on and drove off. "It's okay. I didn't like him too much anyway. He punched you."

Puck just nodded stiffly, scared of what he'd do if he opened his mouth. He made the quick drive to his place where Finn was arguing with his mother, trying to tug his car keys out of her hand. "He could be in trouble!"

"I will not let you go down there and get hurt Finn. Now just wait and let me call Deb..." But then they both stopped to see Puck's truck sitting in the driveway.

Finn pulled away from his mother and jogged over. "Dude, your face." Finn said and Puck just nodded to Isla.

"Can you take her inside for a sec." he asked. "Please." He thought that up until this moment he'd contained all of his anger quite well, using a few of the anger management skills he and Finn had picked up from watching Anger Management and Bad Boys II.

Finn just nodded at Puck and opened the car door and unbuckled Isla. "Finn!" she squealed and he let her jump on his back like a monkey. As soon as Finn closed the door though, Puck revved his engine and drove off and full speed. Now was the time for him to let his anger out in a different manner. By completely shocking himself.

Finn swore, dropping Isla to the ground and running to his mum before tugging the keys out of her shocked hands. She'd seen Puck's face, bruised and partly purple.

He yanked his phone out of his pocket as he backed out of the driveway and streaked down the street after Puck. "Mike? Dude, Puck just showed up with a black eye and his sister. I have no freaking idea what happened. I might need your help. Where's Matt? Fuck. Just, he's heading down to the lake. Yeah, I'm sure. I know it's freaking bad Mike, that's why I'm calling!"

In the other car, Puck just kept driving, switching radio on in hopes it would calm him down. Because while a lot of him was screaming keep driving another part yelled, calm down, Noah. He was really surprised when that part of him sounded like Rachel Berry with her calm calculating voice but that wasn't the point. He drove until he came to a familiar turn off. Last time he'd been here though, he'd ridden his bike because he was too young to have a licence.

It led to a lake. A lake he knew pretty well.

He parked at an angle, but really didn't care because it was starting to get dark anyway and only losers like him came to parks after dark. He got out of the car and left it running with his door half open. Did it matter if it got stolen? Probably seeing as his sisters stuff was in there as well as his, but it didn't occur to him.

He heard Finn pull up behind him and the a third car but he didn't turn around and just started running to the lake. "Puck!" he heard his name being called out by Finn and Mike. He didn't care.

There was a tree, by the lake that hung over it. He yanked his wallet and phone out of his pockets and dumped them on the grass. Just like he had done seven years ago, Puck climbed it until he got onto the branch that hung right over the centre of the lake. "Puck!" Finn yelled again but he was far from listening. His whole body felt like it was on fire, anger surrounding him so he did the only thing he knew how to do to get rid of that anger.

He jumped into the deepest end of the lake.

AN: For all those girls out there who are about to commit suicide because Puck is no longer... BREATHE! Look at the top of the page... This story is still IN PROGRESS.

:) Review if you want Puck to live... Or if you want to kill me, whatever... My heart just swells when I see the reviews... Even if they're threatening... Seriously if I get just one that says 'Horrible' I start leaping around the house because it meant someone at least read it. My parents think I'm crazy. My brother is the only one who knows it's because I see all your reviews. Anyways...

PS I got you guys dreading to read this with my first AN didn't I? I (heart) cliffies... Well, not reading them. Lurvee writing them.

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