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Chapter 2

Puck sighed as he walked into his apartment after faking sick and leaving work early. He knew he couldn't use the stomach virus excuse too often but he just had to get out of there. When he accepted the job, he didn't realize it would be so much work filled with people who hated him. He was used to people not liking him but to have them all in one room and be stuck with them for eight hours a day was tiresome.

As he watched television, Puck thought about his night with Rachel weeks ago. He couldn't remember much about their conversation but he did remember how beautiful she looked that night, even with her makeup smeared from crying over her breakup. She looked like a completely different person from what he remembered from high school but this grown-up version may be better.

Puck checked his phone to see if he had her number and when he realized he did, he attempted to call her. It went straight to voicemail so he decided to leave a voicemail.

"Hey Rachel it's me, Puck. I, uh, just wanted to see how you were after you know, what happened a few weeks back. So yeah, just give me a call when you can. Or not, it's up to you. Bye."

When he hung up, he cursed to himself for being so weird with the message. He should've shortened it but it didn't matter now. All he had left to was to sit and wait.

Meanwhile Rachel sat in the doctor's office, waiting for someone to come back with the results. Everything inside of her was hoping that the test was wrong and she was completely fine. Then she could get back to her life and figure out how to move forward after her breakup with Brody.

When the doctor came in, he looked at Rachel. "Well Miss Berry it looks like you are indeed pregnant."

"Oh my God," she whispered, closing her eyes.

"I take it this wasn't a planned pregnancy?" he asked. Rachel shook her head. "Well you do have options."

"I know I just…I don't know what to do," she said, putting her head in her hands.

"Well whatever you decide, make sure it's the right decision for you."

Appreciating the advice, Rachel gave a small smile and nodded as they finished up. When she went out to the waiting room where Santana was sitting, Santana stood up.

"Well?" she asked.

"I'm definitely pregnant. I don't know what to do."

Santana looked around them. "Come on, let's talk about this outside." When they walked outside, they sat on the bench in front of the entrance. "Do you think you'd want to keep it?"

"I don't know," Rachel shrugged. "I just got dumped and kicked out of my place. I can't have a baby right now. But at the same time, I don't think I have it in me to get rid of it or give it up for adoption. What do you think I should do?"

"I can't tell you what to do, this as to be your decision. But I do think you should talk to Puck. He's the father, after all."

"Do you think he'll even care? I mean come on, this is the same guy from high school who slept with anything that moved."

"I think you should try and see what happens."

Rachel groaned as she pulled out her phone and turned it on. When she noticed she had a voicemail, she froze when she saw it was from Puck. "He sent me a voicemail."

"Listen to it," the Latina urged.

She hesitated before pressing play and putting the phone to her ear. She smiled a little at how nervous he sounded but she appreciated that he called. "He wants to talk."

"Well call him back and talk to him. If you're going to figure out what you're going to do, his response should help you."

Rachel nodded as they got up to go home. On the way back, she sent a text message to Puck letting him know that she wanted to talk to him but wanted to do it in person. After giving him the address, she nervously waited in the living room.

"Would you relax?" Santana said, walking towards the door. "You never know, he might take it well."

"If he's anything like he was in high school, I highly doubt that."

Santana rolled her eyes. "Whatever you say. I'm working the late shift tonight so I'm out, good luck."

"Thanks," she replied as she walked out.

After a half hour, Rachel heard someone hitting the buzzer to her apartment. Taking a deep breath, she spoke into the intercom.

"Puck?" she asked.

"Yeah I'm here," he replied.

She let him in and tried to calm herself as she waited for him to come upstairs. When there was a knock on the door, she sighed before opening it.

"Hi," she greeted.

"Hey," he said, walking in. "I'm glad you wanted to see me."

"Yeah well what I needed to say couldn't be said over the phone. You should sit down."

Confused about why Rachel was moving around nervously, Puck sat on the couch. "What's going on?"

She looked down. "I don't know how to say this."

"Rachel it's me, just spit it out."

"I'm pregnant," she told him. He froze and didn't say anything which made her worry. "Puck? Please say something."

"Are you sure?" he asked quietly.

"Yes. I went to the doctor earlier today and he confirmed. That's why my phone was off when you called earlier."

"It's mine?"

Rachel immediately became angry from the question. "Of course it's yours. I don't go around sleeping with random guys."

Realizing he upset her, Puck shook his head. "Sorry I didn't mean it like that. I just remember you saying you just got dumped so I just thought it could be his."

"No it's definitely not. The last month of our relationship both of us were too busy to be intimate."

"Wow," he said. "So what are you going to do?"

"I don't know, I was hoping you would help me decide that. I don't think I have it in me to have an abortion."

"What about adoption?"

She sighed. "I don't know if I can just give something I created away to total strangers and have them not know who I am."

"You're not actually considering keeping it are you?"

"Well why not? I think we can handle it."

"Rachel we haven't seen or spoken to each other in years. We barely know each other anymore and you think we can raise a kid?"

She shrugged. "Well we'd just have to get to know each other again."

"That's not the point," he groaned. "My life is shitty enough as it is right now with me trying to get used to this city and this new job. Adding a baby on top of all of that isn't what I signed up for."

"Well it wasn't what I signed up for either but you're the one who forgot to put on a damn condom. If anything this is your fault."

He smirked. "I don't recall you asking about it. In fact, you were too busy trying to get my clothes off to even ask."

"Now I remember why I wanted nothing to do with you when we graduated," she looked at him, disgusted. "Of course you haven't changed a bit."

"I guess you haven't either. Still putting the blame on someone else when you're equally responsible. Classic Rachel Berry. Maybe that's why your ex dumped you."

Rachel rolled her eyes to hide the hurt behind the comment. "Forget it. I thought I needed your input but I don't anymore. I'm doing whatever I want whether you're here or not."

"Don't worry, I won't be. Good luck with everything."

As he left, slamming the door behind him, Rachel sat on the couch in tears. She had no idea what she was about to do and honestly she was afraid of what was going to happen next. If Puck wasn't going to be involved, she would need to figure out if she wanted to handle this responsibility on her own or if she should do away with it altogether by giving the baby up for adoption.

Gathering her pride, Rachel picked up her cell phone and called a familiar number.

"Dad," she cried as soon as she heard his voice. "I made a mistake and I don't know what to do."

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That night, Puck texted Finn and told him to meet him at a bar. He needed someone to talk to about what Rachel just told him because he had no idea how to deal with it.

When Finn got to the bar, he frowned when he found Puck taking a shot. "What happened? John said you left early because you were sick."

"Yeah I faked it to get away from everyone. That job is not everything you said it'd be. The people there are just dicks."

"Hey you said help you find a job you didn't say it had to be perfect."

"I should've," he said taking another shot.

Finn looked at him, confused. "Your job is making you down shots like this?"

"Nope. I met up with Rachel today."

"Oh no. Let me guess, she wants to pretend you guys never hooked up and that everything is normal?"

"I'm sure she wishes that now," he smirked. "But nope. She's pregnant."

Finn's eyes widened. "She's what? Come on, Puck you weren't careful?"

"Evidently not. We were drunk off our asses and just wanted to have sex, I wasn't thinking about it."

"So what is she going to do?"

"I don't know but I told her I won't be around so she can do whatever she wants," he said, taking a sip of his beer.

Finn pulled the glass away from him. "You're ditching her when she's pregnant? You're that much of an asshole?"

"Look I'm not in the best position to be taking care of a kid right now, Finn. I have this shitty job, I can't even take care of myself let alone a kid."

"Wow. Never knew you would end up becoming just like your dad."

Puck's stomach dropped. "Don't say that."

"It's true. Except he left after your sister was born. He didn't leave your mom pregnant and alone so looks like you're worse than him."

"I'm nowhere near worse than that asshole. Stop comparing me to him."

"I will when you stop acting like him," Finn sighed. "You can't leave Rachel to do this on her own. This is scary and the last thing she needs is you running out on her."

Puck groaned. "I don't know what to do though. We're not even together."

"You don't need to be. You just need to be there for your kid so they're not out in this world wondering why their dad didn't want them."

Realizing Finn was right, Puck sighed and nodded. He couldn't abandon Rachel at a time like this. He had to be there for the kid he helped create and support Rachel in any decision she makes. He just hoped they could do it and be civil with each other.

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