Author's Note: Okay guys, so this will most likely be the last chapter of the story. Thank you so much to everyone who has been reading and added it to their alerts and favorites. The reason why I'm leaving it at this is because I have to start my final year of high school in 2 days, and I will have no time at all to continue with this fic. If I get enough to reviews and requests to continue it, I will, but it will only be smut stuff. And I have some good ideas for smut writing so if you want it, just say so! So I hope you enjoy this and once again thank you so much for reading.

Enjoy!

Chapter Nine: Yes.

Puck opened a book at his locker, wondering when the hell he took up History. Becky walked past him with a confused look on her face. What was that about? Anyway, this new semester shouldn't be too bad. I might actually start trying in school, Puck told himself. He hadn't seen Sam after they left Brittany's house. He dropped Brittany off and left so that Rory could tell him news, because know doubt that doctor would have called him up. Rory's parents contacted the school yesterday (the day before the semester started) and he was immediately on the plane home. Sam came home when Puck was in the middle of having a shower. The moment he came out with a towel around his waist, he saw Sam in tears on his bed. Sure, Puck had the wrong idea at first when Sam lunged himself onto him. He was hot, wet, and yea Puck might have started to kiss his neck and suck a little. But through Sam's sobs he grasped the fact that he found out Rory had to leave. And once again, Sam was crying over Rory. Puck loves Sam. He loves him more than anything in the world. He just doesn't know where he stands with him. He says that he's not sure if he loves Puck, or the idea of love in general. But then why can't he love Puck that way? Oh yea, Rory. Puck always wants be there for Sam, through thick and thin, he's just a little tired of not getting a straight answer. Hopefully now that Rory is gone he will finally have confirmation of their relationship. He looked at the inside of his locker door, he has math's. Pucks grim mood suddenly rocketed.
He got through math's, then tolerated social studies, barely. Puck was just feeling annoyed, which wasn't helped through the whispers that were directed his way. Puck wasn't surprised that the school had an idea of the nature of their relationship. Puck doesn't care though, he isn't obsessed with labels like the rest of the school is. The part that made him angry are the new slushie facials that will come his way. Once the bell rang he went to the gym to take out his anger on the punching bag. About 15 minutes had passed and sweat was glistening his body. He heard the door open, and Sam walked in.

"Hey." Sam said, he knew why Puck was violently attacking the bag. He had a few whispers received his way in Physics. He had his hands in his jean pockets and a duffel bag over his shoulder. "I'm guessing you overheard some students in a class?"

"Yep" Puck responded, with continued focus on the same spot on the punching bag.

"I didn't think that you cared about what people think of you? "Sam said quietly.

"I don't. I'm just not ready for the slushies''. And they're labeling us."

"So it's the labels that you care about, isn't that the same thing?"

"No! But they seem to be able to put a label on us before I even know where we stand!" Puck said with a raise in his voice.

"What is that supposed to mean?" Sam replied.

"Don't worry. What's in the bag?" Puck asked, still punching the bag.

"I joined synchronized swimming" he told Puck, who gave him a quick confused glance, but refocused himself. Sam knew Puck was upset about something; normally he would mock the shit out of him for something like this.

"Why?" Puck asked.

Sam swallowed before responding. "To distract myself from Rory"

"Oh". He started to punch the bag harder. His hands started to ache through the red gloves. Sweat beads began to roll down his checks, and began to mix with tears.

"Puck, please." Sam held Pucks bicep. At his touch, Puck snapped.

"What are we doing? What is this? I don't know what is happening here! I understand that you're upset about Rory, and I love you! I love you enough to stick by you even when you have problems with your ex! But why can't I get a straight answer? I want to be with you! And I don't even know if you want to be with me!"

Sam was shocked by Puck's sudden outburst. He didn't know what to say, so leaned over to kiss him. Right when their lips touched Puck pulled away.

"No! See right there are you showing that you can't even give me an answer! I'm basically throwing myself to you and begging you to take me!"

"Puck please calm down." Sam whispered. The bell rang.

"I need to have a shower. Tell Mr Shue I might be a little late". And with that Puck left the room to take a shower, leaving Sam there with his mouth open. He put his duffel bag in his locker and left the room, to head to glee practice.

Sam walked slowly to glee club. He was thinking about everything Puck had said. He reflected on the nature of their relationship and how he has been treating Puck. Puck had been there the whole time with no objections. Every time Sam had a problem, Puck would be there to comfort him. Sam realized that it probably looked like he was using Puck, which he wasn't. Sam loves Puck, he does. But thoughts of Rory may be always be there. He honestly took up synchronized swimming to take his mind off Rory and focus all of his feelings to Puck. Sam is still so upset by Rory leaving, and has hard as it may be, he needs to accept that Rory is never coming back. Sam held back tears as he walked into glee club. Rachel, Finn, Quinn, Tina, Artie, Kurt, and Blaine were all there. Rachel and Finn were deep in conversation, Quinn and Artie were discussing that week's chemistry assignment, and Blaine and Kurt were discussing some fashion designer so he decided to sit with Tina. He hadn't properly caught up with her once he got back

"Hey" Sam said to Tina with a smile.

"Hi Sam!" Tina said with a cheerful chirp.

"Where's Mike?"

"Oh he needed to ask his Physics teacher about homework he's got."

"Oh okay, can I ask you a question?"

"Sure"

"When did you start dressing differently? You have blonde streaks in your hair as opposed to blue and you don't look as 'gothy'".

"Oh, we'll I thought that I should change my look a little. It was strange at first but for some reason I felt that it was time for a new style. Why do you ask?" Tina answered with her usual smile.

"Oh I was just wondering! You look nice though, very 60's sheik" Sam said with a cheeky light nudge to her arm. She laughed and they chatted for a little more. Brittany and Santana walked in holding pinkies, followed my Mercedes and a girl who he had never seen before in his life.

"Who the hell is that girl with Mercedes?" Sam asked Tina.

"That's Suga"

"Suga?" Sam asked with a chuckle.

"She auditioned for Glee Club but sung like a cat with its tail in a meat grinder"

"Why is she here now then?"

"Well she formed the Troubletones with Mercedes and then, like you know, Santana and Brittany switched ship. When the three came back she followed, and we all decided that it wasn't worth the trouble to kick her out. Didn't you see her when we were singing 'We Are Young'?"

"Um. No, I had something else on my mind at the time." And right on cue, Sam thought, Puck walked in with Mike.

"I overheard your conversation earlier by the way, with Puck I mean. I was on the way to my locker when I heard him shouting in the gym."

Sam's face flushed red. "You don't need to talk about it, but if you do, I'm here." Tina said as she squeezed his hand. Sam smiled at her, and she got up to sit with Mike. Puck had placed himself next to Artie, who was asking him questions with his Geometry book out. Mr Shue walked in holding a white board marker and a stack of sheet music. He announced he was going to propose to Miss Pilsbury, and after an uproar of cheers he asked the club for the assistance with the proposal, but first wanted to try a new number to use for Regionals. Knowing him though, we'll end up using a whole new number the week of the competition. Mr Shue handed out the sheet music; it was 'Summer Nights' from Grease. He asked Sam and Mercedes to be Danny and Sandy. With a smile from Mercedes to Sam they agreed.

The club moved from a section to the school where there were rafters and lunch tables. The club set up in their places, guys on the rafters and girls at the tables, identical to the movie. Mr Shue was over at the tables talking to the girls. They guys were spread out along the rafters chatting. Sam sat down next to Puck who was staring out onto the oval. Sam put his hand Puck's thigh.

"Hi" Puck said his voice lighter than in the gym.

"Hi" Sam answered, and after a few moments of silence, he spoke. "I love you." Puck was about to speak but Sam squeezed his thigh, "Let me finish. I know how I've been treating you. I may always have feelings for Rory, and I can't promise that the feelings will go away. But I want to be here. Here with you, and I'm going to use synchronized swimming to help me distract my elf from those feelings, so that nothing will come through us. Not even what other people at this school will break us. Because we are strong, our relationship is hard."

Puck stared into Sam's eyes, then his faced turned into a huge smile, which Sam could tell had a cheeky effect to it.

"You are a pansy for joining that team you know" Puck said smiling into the blonde boys face.

"Shut up." Sam said as he smiled back.

A few moments passed as they stared out onto the oval.

"Thank you." Puck said quietly as he put his hand on Sam's, which was still on his thigh.

Puck rested his head on Sam's lap. He must be tired from the gym earlier. After a minute, Sam heard light snores come from Puck. He chuckled a little. Sam didn't want to wake him up when Mr Shue said it was time to start.

As Sam started the song, Puck kissed his hand.

All was well.