This is a bit rushed but I had to get it out. You would have got it sooner but my grandma died a few weeks ago and I had to catch up on college work.

She was currently sitting in a hospital bed staring at the ceiling. Puck and Naomi was sitting on either side of her asleep. She sucked in air and sighed as she thought about everything that had got her to this point.

Just a few days ago she was at home having breakfast with her fathers. She was smiling and enjoying being able to actually talk to both of them at the same time. She went to school feeling good and like nothing could ruin her day.

It lasted until she got home. She walked into her house humming to herself, "Rachel can you come in here?" It was her father. She walked into the living room to see her Father and papa sitting on the couch side by side.

"Yes?" She asked nervous. The last time they had spoke to her like this she was forced tospend hours practicing and told she couldn't have friends.

"Doctor Holiday called. We know." Her papa said it as if he was in a conference with a criminal. Her Father looked as if he was giving a patient bad news.

"Know what?" She asked looking from one to the other. She felt herself go pale and her hands started to shake.

"About the baby." There was the blank looks they always gave her when they were disappointed in her.

"Oh."

"Oh is all you can say? Rachel if you decide to keep this child you can no longer live here." Her papa said without emotion.

She stare at the men who had raised her. The ones that had pushed her to be so focused on her future. The ones who had separated her from the others her age. "Fine."

She turned and left the room heading upstairs. She reached her room and without thinking started throwing her belongings in a bag. She grabbed her laptop before heading out not even glancing back at her room.

She got in her car and made it ten blocks before having to pull over. She started sobbing in the parking lot of the Seven-Eleven. She covered her face and the weight of her decision crashed down around her.

It had got to the point where she couldn't catch her breath. She knew if she didn't calm down she'd pass out. She was trying to relax when she heard someone rap on the window. She jumped and turned to see Noah Puckerman outside her car.

She watched as he walked around the front of her car and got into the passenger side. "Sup, Berry?" He asked as he adjusted the seat.

"What are you doing?" She was so confused and she didn't know if Puck confused her or if her brain simply had stopped working.

"What does it look like? I'm checking up on my baby mama. So did Barbara die or something? Cause like bummer and shit but you didn't even know her?" He was looking out the front of the car.

She snorted. "No she didn't die and like you care?" She started to dig through her purse for some tissue when a big hand held out one of those little plastic kleenex things. "Thanks."

"I do care. Rachel, I worry about you and the kid. Look I'm trying here I'm not good with girls crying. Ask Adina." He looked uncomfortable. "So are you going to tell me what's goin' on with you?"

She pushed her hair back behind her ear and looked down into her lap where she was playing with the tissue. "My fathers found out about the baby and kicked me out."

"What?" She felt him shift in the seat. His eyes were on her. She just nodded; she didn't trust herself to speak. "You coming home with me then."

"Noah I can't do that. What will your mom say?" She looked up at him and for the first time He wasn't smirking at her or scowling.

"We'll see. She hasn't kicked me out yet and I've done some pretty bad things." It took him a few more minutes to convince her.

She followed him to the Puckerman house and nervously got out of her car and walked up to the front door. Before he opened it though he pulled her into a hug. At first she stiffened but then she wrapped her arms around him. Noah pulled her close and allowed her to sob into his white t-shirt before the front door was jerked open.

"Noah, what-? Oh Rachel is everything okay?" Naomi asked as she stepped out onto the porch. "Noah what did you do?" She glared at her son as she pushed him away and guided Rachel into the house.

"I didn't do a damn thing it was those bastards she calls fathers." He followed them into the house receiving glares from both women for his choice of words.

"Rachel what is my son talking about?" Naomi sat her down on the couch holding onto her hand and rubbing the back of it.

"He's talking about the fact my fathers kicked me out of the house." Rachel wiped her nose with the tissue she had still in her hand.

"Rachel I know your fathers and they wouldn't do something like that. You're their pride and joy." Rachel snorted which made Naomi frown.

"I'm more like a trophy. 'Rachel has done this or Rachel belongs to this' etc, etc. They don't really care never did." She didn't see as Puck and Naomi shot each other looks. They were only just realizing how much the Berrys had faked.

"Why did they kick you out?" Naomi asked looking back and forth between her son and Rachel who was sniffling.

Puck walked over and sat down on the coffee table in front of his mother. "They kicked her out because she's pregnant." He watched as his mother's eyes got huge. "The kid's mine."

He watched as different emotions traveled over his mother's face but the one it landed on was one of disappointment and sadness. She turned back to Rachel. "You can stay here as long as you need to. Noah got set up the guest room."

Rachel thought everything was going to be okay after that but this morning she had woken up in a puddle of her own blood. She had yelled for Noah who came running into the room. He didn't say not a word, just picked her and carried her out to the truck.

He was the reason their child was still alive. The doctor said a few more minutes and the baby would have been still born. Rachel owed the boy everything. She turned her head and watched as he slept.

Naomi's phone went off making all three of them jump. "Sorry. It's work I'm on call." She looked like she was asking permission to leave.

"Go ahead we're fine they'll call you if anything happens." Puck said and Rachel nodded. Naomi kissed both teens bye before leaving.

Noah rubbed his hands over his face. "Shit."

"Noah?" She said in a soft tone and he just grunted at her. "Thank you." He dropped his hands. "I mean for everything. I don't know what would have happened if-"

He cut her off by holding up his hand. "You're my family Rach. I'll always be there for you no matter what. I'm mean shit you're having my kid."

She smiled at him. "Thanks Noah." He just shrugged before turning the TV to Sportscenter.