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Chapter 8

When Puck woke up the next day, his head was pounding. Memories of the previous night were coming back to him and he couldn't lie, it had been one of his best nights since he'd moved to New York. The only bad part about it was the fight with Rachel and the impulsive decision to kiss her. He knew he shouldn't have but he couldn't help it.

When he walked into the living room, he found Rachel cooking breakfast. "Morning."

"Morning. Hungry?"

"Not really, I kind of feel like I've been hit by a truck."

"Well I could always make you something to help with the hangover. Santana taught me a few tricks during college."

When he realized how nice Rachel was acting, he frowned. "What's going on?"

"What do you mean?"

"I was an ass to you last night and now you're offering to help me with my hangover. I know you, something's up."

She shrugged. "I just figured there's no need to dwell on last night and it's probably best if we keep moving forward."

"So we're going to ignore the fact that we kissed?"

"Lapse in judgment. I'm sure it didn't mean anything so there's nothing to talk about."

"Rachel-"

"Now if you'll excuse me I'm going to meet Santana for coffee. See you later."

Without another word, she grabbed her purse and left as Puck sighed. He should've known she wasn't going to acknowledge that the kiss meant something. Looks like things were just going to be awkward for a while until Rachel was ready to talk about it.

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As Rachel walked into the café, she tried to ignore the guilty feeling in her stomach for leaving Puck without talking about the kiss. She just didn't know what to say about it. She told herself that she wouldn't end up in that situation and now that she's in it anyway, she has no idea what to do.

When she sat down across from Santana, the Latina smirked. "What happened with Puck?"

Rachel looked at her in shock and confusion. "What makes you think something happened?"

"You have a guilty look on your face. Something I know you only have when you've done something you weren't supposed to so what happened?"

"We kissed last night."

Santana stared at her. "And?"

"That's it."

"Okay so what's the big deal? You've obviously done way more than that before."

Rachel rolled her eyes. "The big deal is we're not supposed to be anything but co-parents. Our baby isn't even here yet, I don't want to complicate things with Puck."

"Rachel hate to break it to you but things got complicated the minute you saw that plus sign on the pregnancy test. If you want Puck go for it, what's stopping you? Besides I'm sure those pregnancy hormones are driving you crazy."

"You have no idea," she groaned. "I replayed that kiss in my mind the whole night and got turned on just from that."

"My point exactly," Santana smirked. "Besides if you're going to have these feelings at least it's for the baby's father and not some random person. You should see where it goes."

"I know exactly where it's going to go: it's going to make everything complicated. Plus I'm still not completely over Brody, I'm not ready to just jump in bed with someone else despite the fact that I've already done it."

"As your best friend I have to say that it's time you get over that life-size Ken doll. He's not coming back for you especially when you're knocked up with another man's baby."

"So I should just settle for Noah?

The Latina paused. "No. But you should at least give him a shot. He might surprise you."

Rachel sighed. Santana had a point but she still wasn't sure if this was a risk she was willing to take with Puck especially after everything he said the previous night. If that was truly how he felt about her maybe there wasn't a chance for them after all.

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Puck sighed as he laid across the couch. His hangover was starting to go away and now he was able to think clearly about the situation between him and Rachel. He was going to have to just be patient and wait for her to come to terms with how she feels about him because clearly, she was confused.

His thoughts were interrupted when Rachel walked in. He sat up and looked at her. "Hey."

"Hey," she replied before an awkward moment of silence passed between them. "We should talk about last night."

"Yeah we should," he sighed. "I'm sorry for what I said. I was being a dick to you and you didn't deserve that especially when you're carrying my son."

Shocked by his apology, Rachel hesitated. "Thank you."

"But you were wrong about one thing: you're not the only one worried about what kind of parent you're going to be or how to give the baby the life he deserves because I am too. I just choose not to say anything because I don't need you getting stressed out."

Not knowing how else to respond, Rachel walked over to Puck and kissed him as Santana's words went through her mind. If she were going to have these feelings for anyone at least it was for the father of her child.

Puck pulled away and looked at her. "Rachel I-"

"Just kiss me," she told him before kissing him again and pushing him towards the bedroom. She was done with talking. Talking always made things complicated with them. This time she wanted to just feel.

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"Well that was unexpected," Puck smirked as they laid in bed.

Rachel giggled. "I caught you off guard, didn't I?"

"Yeah you definitely did. And here I was thinking that you were going to move out."

"You can't get rid of us that easily," she smiled, placing a hand on her belly.

He put his hand over hers and looked at her. "So we're doing this?"

"Yeah. If we can give our son a family with his parents together then we should at least try. But no more nights like last night. If you're going to go out and have fun with the people you work with that's fine but I don't want you coming home like you did."

"Deal," he said before kissing her. "I think I'm ready for round two."

"Oh are you?" she smirked before kissing him.

Later on that day, Rachel found an old photo album of Puck and started flipping through it while he was in the shower. She laughed at the photos of him when he was younger and started to wonder if their son would come out looking more like him. She wouldn't mind either way but she did hope that he would look like her.

She frowned when she came across a photo of a man and Puck who she assumed to be his father. It was the only photo in the album that had him and she was surprised that Puck had it.

"What are you looking at?" Puck asked, startling her.

"Oh I was just flipping through this book."

When he looked over her shoulder at the photo, he frowned and took the book to take out the picture. "Forgot this was in there."

"Do you ever talk to him?" she asked, hesitantly.

He stayed silent for a moment. "Nope never. And I don't plan to."

"You're not going to tell him about our baby?"

"For what? He's not around to actually be a grandparent so why bother?"

"Well maybe he'd want to know. Maybe he'd want to change his mind and actually be involved."

"Rachel stop. He left years ago, I doubt him finding out I'm having a kid is going to bring him back. That man is dead to me and I'd like to keep it that way."

She sighed and nodded. "I just always imagined my child having a huge family to love him."

"Hey our family may not be huge but that doesn't mean he's going to be any less loved. Between my mom and sister and your dads, not to mention Santana and Finn, our kid will be like a celebrity," he smirked.

Rachel laughed. "I guess you're right. Now can we get some food?"

"Your wish is my command," he replied, helping her up so that they could leave.

As they left, Rachel couldn't stop thinking about Puck's father. She hated that Puck had no real closure with him or any idea where he could be. If she found his father and just had a talk with him, he would at least know that Puck was about to be a father himself and maybe it would make him see that he wanted to be back in his son's life so he could be part of his grandson's life. Just maybe.

Looks like Rachel's up to something. Let me know your thoughts! Bye for now :)