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Chapter 6

Ever since their outing, Rachel had been avoiding Puck and he hated it. He wasn't sure how he was supposed to be preparing for their child with her when she wouldn't even talk to him.

As he sat at a bar enjoying a drink, Finn walked over to him. "Hey I thought I'd find you here."

"Yeah I needed something after the day I had," he replied, taking a sip of liquor.

"Work still sucks?"

"Pretty much. Being the new guy means everyone loves putting you through crap. If I had anticipated going through all of this I would've never taken the job. Then I have to deal with Rachel and her crazy mood swings."

"I'm guessing that means the pregnancy isn't going well," Finn frowned.

"It's a trainwreck. She hasn't spoken to me since that day she ran into her ex."

"Wow." He paused. "Did you do something?"

"Not directly. We just had a disagreement about what happened with us in high school and she freaked out and started avoiding me."

"What did happen with you two? You never explained why you two just stopped talking."

Puck shrugged. "There's not much to explain. I thought we were cool then senior year she just stopped talking to me."

"And you never found out why."

"Nope, she still won't tell me. But as much as she wants to, she can't shut me out this time. That kid is mine too so I'm not going anywhere. Luckily I put her doctor's appointment for tomorrow in my phone so she can't shut me out of that."

Finn sighed. "I really hope you guys work things out by the time the baby gets here."

"Yeah, I hope so too," he frowned.

The next day, Rachel prepared for her doctor's visit. She hated that he got to her and that she was still upset about what happened between them in high school. They were adults now and expecting a child together so she had to get over it. Instead, she focused on her baby and preparing herself. After giving it more thought, it was driving her crazy not knowing what she was having and she hated referring to the child as an 'it' instead of a specific gender.

As she waited in the waiting room of her doctor's office, Rachel frowned when Puck walked in and sat down next to her. "What are you doing here?"

"Just because you're ignoring me doesn't mean I'm going to miss an appointment."

She looked down. "I was hoping you'd forgot."

"Well I didn't. Seriously Rachel what the hell is your problem? We're having a kid together, you can't just up and ignore me because you're mad at me. We still have a lot to figure out and I don't know about you but I don't want to wait until our kid's born to start doing it. We're supposed to be a team."

Realizing he was right, Rachel sighed. "Fine, I'm sorry."

"Rachel Berry," a nurse called.

After they went into the examination room, Rachel took a deep breath. Every time she had one of these appointments she felt like she had to brace herself for bad news but everything was always okay. She just hoped it would stay that way for the remainder of the pregnancy.

Dr. Ashcroft walked in and smiled at them. "Hey guys how are you doing?"

"Pretty uncomfortable these days," Rachel answered. "My lower back is starting to kill me."

"Yeah that's to be expected. My best suggestion would be to sleep on a hard mattress and get a good pregnancy pillow. It might help." She started the ultrasound. "We're still keeping the sex a secret right?"

"Right," Puck nodded.

"Actually I think I want to know," Rachel told them before looking at Puck. "I thought about it and you're right. I hate calling my child an 'it' and I feel like if we knew we could be more prepared for what we're getting ourselves into. But only if you want to."

Surprised at her change of heart, he hesitantly nodded. "Yeah I want to know."

Dr. Ashcroft smiled at them. "Alright then." She began conducting the ultrasound and an image came up on the screen. "Okay here's the baby's hand. That right there is a foot so I'm sure you've been experiencing some kicking."

"Yeah every time I eat something it doesn't agree with," Rachel laughed.

"Okay if you look closer, you'll see its genitals."

Puck looked and smiled. "Is that a…?"

"Looks like you're having a boy," Dr. Ashcroft smiled. "Congratulations."

Rachel smiled at Puck's excitement. It was obvious that he had been hoping it was a boy and now that he knew for sure, it was like nothing was going to ruin that moment. She liked seeing him so happy and a thought crossed her mind about if she'd ever be able to make him that happy.

After the appointment, they left the building with Puck still beaming.

"You might want to stop smiling before someone thinks you're a crazy person," Rachel laughed.

He chuckled. "I can't help it. It's been driving me crazy not knowing what the baby was and now that I know it's a boy I just feel…satisfied."

"Well good for you," she giggled.

Puck paused. "Hey you do realize you're in your fifth month right?"

"So?"

"Our deal was you'd stay in your place with Santana up until the fifth month then you'd come to live with me so I can be there in case something happens."

Rachel cursed to herself, forgetting all about that deal. "Do we really need to still do that? I mean I'm perfectly fine where I am."

"Come on Rachel, you heard what Dr. Ashcroft said. You're in the stage of your pregnancy where you're going to start really being uncomfortable and possibly experiencing Braxton Hicks. Santana isn't always around, especially at night so it'd be best if you lived with me so I can be there."

Seeing there was no way to argue with him, she groaned. "Fine. When do are you free to help me?"

He thought for a moment. "This weekend sound okay?"

Rachel gave a fake smile. "Perfect."

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"I can't believe you're actually moving in with him," Santana said as she watched Rachel pack. "Are you sure it's a good idea?"

"Why wouldn't it be?"

"I don't know, maybe because there are definitely still feelings between you two that surprisingly have not gone away since high school? And there's the fact that you're clearly not over Brody yet."

"What makes you think I'm not over him?"

"The fact that you still wear the bracelet he got you for your birthday," she pointed to her wrist. "Come on Rachel, you were supposed to be marrying him and the guy threw you out on your ass. How can you not be over him by now?"

Rachel sighed. "Look I genuinely loved Brody. When he ended our engagement, it blindsided me so I'm still processing it. I mean we were together for three years, how do you get over something like that?"

"You get pregnant by your high school sweetheart," she smirked. "And then you go live with said sweetheart where you two are sure to have sex at some point."

The brunette laughed. "If you haven't noticed, I'm pregnant so sex can't really happen."

Santana rolled her eyes. "Haven't you ever heard of pregnant women being horny as hell? Plus, you're not too big yet so it's still possible to do some good positions."

The buzzer went off, signaling that Puck and Finn were there as Rachel looked back her friend. "Not a word of this to Noah."

"Whatever you say."

Rachel let them in and when they walked in, she smiled at Finn. "Thanks again for volunteering to help move my stuff."

"No problem. I figured you and Puck are going to be needing my help with stuff like this once the baby comes. I heard it's a boy."

She laughed. "Noah just couldn't wait to tell you, could he?"

"Nope," he smirked as he went to grab some of Rachel's stuff.

Rachel tried to lift a suitcase but Puck quickly ran over to her. "Don't even think about it. You're not supposed to be doing heavy lifting and the Rachel Berry I knew carried a lot in a single suitcase."

"I can help, you know."

"No you can go and get in the car and watch us load it up."

Seeing that she wasn't going to win, she rolled her eyes and walked out of the apartment as Santana looked at Puck.

"So you really think moving in together is a good idea?" she raised an eyebrow.

"Yeah why not?"

"You two can barely stand to be in the same room for too long. How do you expect to actually live together for the next few months?"

"We'll be fine. All we have to do is respect each other's space and it'll be easy."

Santana and Finn shared a look but chose not to say anything as they continued getting Rachel's things. When they finished, they went over to Puck's apartment to get her settled into the guest room.

Later that night after everything calmed down, Rachel went into the living room and sat with Puck.

"Think that mattress will help with your back?" he asked, noticing her wincing in pain as she sat.

"I hope so. I would kill to go to a spa and get a massage."

He thought for a moment. "I can give you one."

She raised her eyebrows. "You?"

"Yeah I've been told I have pretty gifted hands."

"Gross."

"You're the one who said it," he smirked. "The night we slept together."

Remembering she did say it, she shook her head. "Shut up, I was drunk."

"Come on, I told my mom I'd do my best to keep you as comfortable and happy as possible. I don't need you complaining to her and telling her that I'm not."

Rachel thought for a moment before hesitantly nodding. Her back did hurt and it was only a massage so it shouldn't be too weird. She turned and laid on her side on the couch as he started gently massaging her lower back. To her surprise, it actually felt nice. She knew she had to focus on something before she ended up falling asleep.

"So have you thought about what you want to name him?" she asked.

"Not really. I've mainly been thinking about his last name."

"What do you mean?"

"Well is it going to be my last name, yours, or both of ours?"

She shrugged. "Well I'm not really a fan of hyphenated names, it'll seem like a mouthful."

"So which one of us is it going to be?"

"I don't know." She looked at him. "We don't have to decide that now though."

"You're right," he nodded before pausing. "I like Jack Daniel."

"We're not naming our son after a whiskey."

"Such a buzzkill."

"And you're a dork," she laughed as he continued with the massage. Rachel tried to ignore how good Puck's hands felt on her body and how it made her think of their night together that created their son. But the more he carried on, the more she started to feel her hormones craving him. Maybe Santana was right. Now that they were living together maybe there was a higher chance of them having sex.

What do you think Puck and Rachel should name their baby? Let me know your thoughts! Bye for now :)