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She stood looking at him. His eyes flickered to Santana, "Will you give us a minute San?" Santana nodded, whispered she'd talk to her later and left. Rachel placed her hands behind her back wringing them, "I was going to tell you Puck. I was waiting until my second trimester." He shook his head, "Did you think I'd fire you for being pregnant with Sam's baby. I'm a bastard Berry but not to women. Your job is safe. I just needed to know so I could plan. You know in case you end up on bed rest or some shit." She sighed he didn't think it was his. She wanted to laugh but she was hurt. Looking down at the floor she said, "Noah I'm three months." She heard him suck in a breath but she couldn't look at him. She went to get her belongings. He was in shock as she walked past him. He did the math and three months ago she was in his kitchen asking about the bruises her ex-boyfriend had put on his face. He heard doors open and close but he just stood there she was pregnant with HIS child not Sam's. By the time he came back to the real world she was gone.
She was in Sam's apartment sitting on his couch watching a re-run of Nip/Tuck running a hand absently over her belly. She didn't want to tell Puck that she was pregnant like that but it happened. She took a deep breath and pushed it out between her lips. She heard laughter coming from Sam's room and smiled at least he was happy. She kicked her shoes off and was heading for the kitchen when she heard a knock at the door. Sighing she opened the door, "What can I do for you?" She stepped back letting in the gangster. "Is it mine Rachel?" She closed the door and sat on the couch he followed her. She turned her body toward him, "Yes Noah it's yours. I was going to tell you but I wanted to wait to see if I could carry this baby for longer than three months." He looked into her face. She looked so tired. He placed his hand on her cheek, "I'm sorry Rachel I shouldn't have been an ass." She covered his hand with hers closing her eyes, "No it's my fault I was pushing you away. I'm not use to feeling like this Noah. When I was dating Jesse I didn't love him. I couldn't love him but he was what I felt I deserved. Because that's what people told me my whole life except for my father and Sam. Then I met you. You're a criminal who could come up missing or dead. I'm not supposed to feel like this Noah. I've hardened my heart for so long. But you, you weasel your way in with the sooth talk, bright smiles, and eyes that see through my soul. I fell Noah and I fell hard for you. I don't want to love you but I do. I know this might be freaking you out. I'm sorry but I had to let you know."
She was looking down now and her cheeks were red. "Rachel I love you too. I was pushing you away too and I'm sorry." She looked up at him and her eyes were bright, "Rachel did Sam tell you what I said that night?" She looked away and he saw the hurt on her face. He wanted to pull her to him and just hold her, "Yeah he told me what you said." She got off the couch and went into the kitchen. He followed, "Rachel I'm sorry I didn't mean it. You went home with him and I was hurt. It felt like you just wanted me for sex and that was it. I'm sorry Rachel so sorry." He was holding her hands and trying to get her to look him in the eyes. "Please Rachel look at me." She raised her eyes to meet his and he knew she was the one. "Rachel I want our child. I want to help you raise them. I want to be there for doctor appointments and cravings. I want to hold your hand as you give birth and be there for their first shots. I want everything Rachel." Suddenly she pulled away from him, "My child is not a replacement for Beth Noah. I don't want you to do this if it's because you didn't get to do it with Beth. I'm sorry but my child is not a replacement." As she talked she had pointed to herself and there were tears in her eyes. "No Rachel that's not what I think."
He wrapped her in his arms, "I know this isn't Beth, Rachel and I understand why you would feel like that. This child is you and me so of course she can't replace Beth. I don't think you can make blond babies and if it does come out blond I'm going to be very suspicious." Rachel laughed and he smiled. "Can I ask you something and you can refuse if you want but I kinda need to know so I know whether I need to be jealous," She just nodded. "What is your exact relationship with Evans?" She sighed and leaned back on the counter. She had a far off look and was rubbing her belly. He started shifting his feet. He was just a little uncomfortable because she hadn't answered right away. Finally her eyes came back to him.
"I meet Sam Evans when I was five. We were in the same kindergarten class. I broke my crayon and he handed me his. During the year we became best friends, stayed best friends till I was sixteen. He was my first boyfriend, my first kiss, he was my first everything really. Then my father died and I was forced to leave home. We lost touch for two years. The next time we saw each other he found me strung out in a crack house. He picked me up off the floor and took me to his house. I went cold turkey. It sucked so bad. Thought I was dying. Once I was clean and had worked through my problems, he got me a job at your club. We're just friends Noah once in a while if we're both single we do sleep together. I love him like a brother."
Puck relaxed, "Okay I can deal with that." She laughed, "Only because Sam is dating Mercedes." "So?" She just laughed at him. He watched as she went around the kitchen fixing her a bowl of cereal, "Do you want some?" He shook his head, "No thanks." They went back into the living room both feeling relieved. She watched some show and he watched her eat. It was two am and he didn't want to leave. He watched her walk into the kitchen, heard her cleaning and then watched her come through heading down the hall. When she came back she was in cotton shorts and a tank, he thought she was going to walk him to the door but instead she pulled him down the hall.