It's weak I know but I'm sick so I'll redo it later maybe. Let me know what you think please.
He was pissed he sat in his booth watching Sam fucking Evans dancing with Rachel and she was clearly enjoying it. Sam's hand was on her lower back holding her tight against him. Sam was whispering in her ear causing her to laugh. Santana slid in beside him, "If you don't like it go break it up." He glared at her she knew that him and Rachel weren't exclusive. "She's not my girlfriend she can dance with whoever she wants." "As long as she's in your bed right?" She rolled her eyes at him, "Just so you know her and Sam have a thing. Sam's the reason she works here." Santana watched as Puck's jaw tensed and left. Puck looked at the clock she was off in about ten minutes, he wondered if she would go home with Sam. He wished he didn't feel like this that Rachel was just some girl and that he could be done with her.
She went home with Sam. He made her laugh and they had known each other before her life had gone south. She was in her underwear on his couch watching Star Wars laughing as he repeated the lines. "You're such a dork." "Awe you love my dorkieness Chel." He kissed her, "Do you want to finish this movie now or later?" "Later." She giggled as he put his beer down and picked her up taking her to his bed. It was five in the morning and she was lying on her stomach, "What are you going to do once your undercover work is done Sam?" He shrugged drawing patterns in her back, "I can't leave you here Rachel you're my best friend so I think I'll quit the force." She rolled over to look at the blond, "But you love being a police officer." "Yeah but I love you more and Mercedes has been hinting at us being together as a couple and I think that's where I belong." She smiled, "Good. Have you explained us?" She point at her then him. "Yeah kinda had to but you haven't explained us to Puck I thought he was going to kill me." She waved him away, "Noah and I are just having sex." "That's not what his face was saying." She laid against his chest and sighed, "I wish it was more Sam I do." He wrapped his arms around her, "Did I ever tell you I'm sorry about not being there for what happened with Jesse?" She shook her head against his chest, "Not your fault I know you were busy with PO stuff. Anyway you took care of me afterwards so all is forgiven." They fell asleep like that.
She went to work. Tonight she would be barkeep. Emma, Will's wife was in labor so he couldn't work. She had just finished Quinn's order when she heard yelling coming from Puck's table. Finn was holding on to Puck while Mike held on to Sam. She heard Sam yell, "I'll fucking kill you. You best watch how you talk about Rachel." Puck was growling now, "Yeah well if she wasn't jumping from bed to bed I wouldn't be able to say that now would I." Rachel rolled her eyes and turned to her next customer, "What can I get cha hun?" She handed the man his beer completely ignoring the men who were about to fight over her. Sam and his morals, Puck and his I don't give a fuck mind set were standing toe-to-toe and Santana was trying to smooth everything over. "Rachel please help me." "Nope." Both men looked toward her, "Oh so you don't care if they kill each other over you?" She handed out another beer, "Nope if they want to be stupid go ahead. I don't care." Sam grinned at her and sat down. Puck looked confused. Santana looked at him, "Really? She says she doesn't care and you stop? What the hell trouty mouth?" Sam grinned, "She doesn't care so I'm going to let it go because later she'll ask me what you said Puck. And you know what I'll tell her the truth and then you'll be in trouble." They all looked confused.
She did ask him later that night but she acted like nothing had been said. Santana, Brittany, and Quinn woke to an empty apartment. Rachel's things were gone. She didn't leave a note. She didn't say a word. When they went to work she was there but they never got to talk to her. When her shift ended she left without a word. Puck had finished locking up and went to the bar were Santana, Brittany, and Quinn set all looked sad. "Who ran over your cat?" They glared at him, "Whoa ok chill. What's wrong?" Santana spoke, "Rachel moved out last night and she isn't talking to any of us. From what Finn said she's living with Sam." Puck raised an eyebrow, "Mercedes is okay with that?" "Yeah she is. Britt called her to ask her about it. She was with Sam at the time." Santana had a tear running down her face. "Why would she leave without saying anything? Did I do something wrong? She's my best friend." They all shrugged at San and then wrapped their arms around her.
A month later…..
No one but her and Sam knew she was three months pregnant with Noah Puckerman's baby. Sam had quit the force officially. He and Mercedes were a couple and a good one. She accepted his weirdness and his friendship with Rachel as long as they didn't have sex anymore which was just fine with Rachel. She still worked at Taste and didn't talk to the girls unless she had to. Puck would always watch her when he was there but she didn't look at him. She was feeling a little sick tonight she would be signing. She was wearing black slacks that were loose and a white peasant blouse with heels. She stood up on the dark stage thinking about being up there three months ago. She took a deep breath as the band began to play Let Me Down by Kelly Clarkson. She sang like always did refusing to look into the crowd and see him but signing to him. She finished and walked over to Mercedes, "Wow girl you sounded great. How are you feeling?" Rachel held her hand out it was shaking, "Nauseous."
"Told you to call in." She shrugged and went to do her job. Santana walked over to Mercedes who sighed at the crazy Latina, "What's wrong? Rae never shakes after a performance." "She's been sick for the last couple of days that's all." Santana knew that wasn't right Berry never got sick. She gasped as it hit her. She'd have to wait until closing time but she was going to ask Rachel if it was what she thought it was. Rachel was cleaning the bar Puck was locking the back door, "So Berry is that why you moved out? Your pregnant and didn't want us to know?" Rachel turned to look at Santana, "Yes Santana I'm pregnant but that's not why I moved. I moved out because Sam has room." Santana looked down, "oh I didn't know." Rachel walked over to San place her hands on San's arms, "I been too sick to talk to San. I'm sorry but I've just been so tired and stressed. I wanted to tell you." Puck stood in the doorway looking at both women, "Yeah well when were you going to tell me Berry?"