A/N: Guys I am so so so sorry for not updating sooner. I feel like a big jerk. Really. I should have been typing and silly me got side tracked. So I'm going to try to focus more on this story, ok. I feel really bad, so thank you for all of you not hating me right now because I really deserve it.

Rachel took a deep intake of breath and her eyes snapped open.

She sat up in bed and ran a hand through her messy hair. She was sweating and her body was convulsively shaking. She sat, taking deep breaths trying to wrap her head around her dream.

Nightmare.

She'd never seen so much blood. It had been all over the place. The floor, her hands…his shirt. She didn't understand why she would have a dream like this. It started with Jacob looking rather suspicious. He seemed gloomy and angry and just had this look. He'd set his eyes on her from the very beginning of the dream and she had been by Puck's side laughing at something he said. Then as Jacob approached them, she saw him pull something out of his bag. A gun. She'd gasped and tried to think of something to do, but it all went so fast. In such a quick movement he'd pulled the trigger…but not at her. It was much worse than that.

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Rachel's eyes widened as Puck fell to the ground and Jacob ran off. She looked between Puck and where Jacob ran off to, unaware of what to do. She fell to her knees next to Puck, pulling his head into her lap.

"Noah…Noah please" Rachel cried, running a hand through his Mohawk. She didn't understand why this was happening to her.

Puck smiled up weakly at her. "It's ok, babe. It's time" He said hoarsely.

Rachel closed her eyes and let the tears slide down her face. "No" She shook her head. "You can't leave me."

"Come here" He whispered.

Rachel leaned down closer to him and Puck captured her lips in his, gently kissing her. He pulled back faster than Rachel would have liked. "I love you…never forget that" He mumbled, before his breathing stopped altogether.

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Rachel didn't understand what her mind was trying to tell her. It was highly unlikely that Jacob Israel would show up to school with a gun, so it was obvious there was a hidden meaning behind her dream. Maybe it meant that she shouldn't be friends with Puck because he'd get hurt. Maybe not physically, but possibly emotionally. She sighed and grabbed her cell phone, even though it was around 4 in the morning, and dialed the first person that came to mind.

"I need my beauty sleep, dear. This had better be important" Kurt said tiredly.

"Kurt…I had a dream. And I don't know what it means" Rachel said slowly.

She could practically see the grin on Kurt's face "Lay it on me. Was it juicy. Hot?!"

"No, not really" Rachel said exasperatedly, laying back in her bed. She went into a detailed description of her dream, with gasps at the appropriate times out of Kurt. "So what does it mean" She begged.

There was a long pause.

"Kurt" Rachel asked, making sure he hadn't hung up or fallen asleep.

"I think it means you like him. A lot. In a 'let's be together' kind of way" Kurt said as if it were obvious.

Rachel shook her head "But I don't."

"Rachel…you had a nightmare where Noah Puckerman died, and told you he loved you before he did so. When you woke up were you distraught?"

Rachel sighed "Well….yes, but I don't hate Noah. I just don't want to be with him."

"If you were back in your dream and you could say one thing to him before he passed on, what would you say" Kurt asked.

Rachel automatically hung up on Kurt, annoyed that he wasn't being helpful. She huffed and turned on her side, closing her eyes. This was going to be a long couple of hours.

Rachel slowly shuffled in the hall way about fifteen minutes before the bell. She kept her chin high, acting as though she wasn't afraid that Jacob would pop out with a gun.

Well Noah isn't even around. So you're safe.

It seemed to be that Rachel spoke to soon because Puck walked in front of her with a smile on his face.

"Hey" He said, walking in step with her. "How are you?"

Rachel smiled up at him "I'm fine. I still feel a little guilty though. Mr. Schuester really can't take us to sectionals. I'm the one to be blamed."

"No you aren't. You didn't know about the rules. Plus, we didn't accept those mattresses. I think it's all shit anyway" Puck said annoyed. The warning glance he got from her made him clear his throat "Sorry."

Rachel shrugged, continuing. "I just feel responsible" She said softly.

Puck stepped in front of her, setting his hands on her shoulders. "The only thing you should feel responsible for is yourself…and Kurt's ego. That diva needs to keep himself in check."

Rachel giggled, pushing a piece of hair behind her ear. She saw Jacob nearing them over Puck's shoulder. Her heart beat accelerated when she saw him clutching his bag. When he got closer and stopped in front of them, Rachel jumped in front of Puck. "Do. Not. Hurt him" Rachel growled, earning her a confused look from Jacob.

"Huh" Jacob asked slowly.

"What's in your bag" She demanded.

Puck cleared his throat "Uh…Rach?"

"What's in your bag" Rachel yelled, ignoring Puck. All eyes were on her now, and she would have blushed if she wasn't busy being paranoid.

Puck seemed to realize it was important Rachel find out what was in Israel's bag so he snatched it from the confused boy. He turned it upside down, duping it's contents on the ground.

"No" Jacob yelled, as a myriad of underwear and bras fell out of the bag. Puck looked at Jacob, shaking his head and trying very hard not to laugh.

"How did you get my underwear" Santana yelled, having been watching. A bunch of girls slowly realized Jacob had their possessions and they all grew furious.

Rachel bent over(giving Puck a pretty amazing view of her ass) and grabbed a pair of silk panties before running off.

Puck raised an eyebrow and followed after her. "Rach…Rachel. Hold on" He called, in between chuckles. The fact that Jacob Israel stole a bunch of girls' undergarments was too good not to laugh at. At least girls just offer to let me have theirs. Some make me keep them. As he approached the music room, he heard voices. Not just Rachel's either. He kneeled down, peeking through the window. Rachel and Finn were sitting close together and Finn was talking to her softly.

Puck pressed his ear against the door, eager to hear what was going on.

"So you aren't mad anymore" Finn asked, practically begging her.

Rachel shook her head with a sigh "No. I figure you are always going to worry about what other people think. I knew that before I asked you to be my co-captain and that was my mistake."

"I really am sorry. I feel like such a dick" Finn set his hand on Rachel's bare knee, and Puck practically snarled. He was fuming. Finn had no right to touch Rachel like this. Hell, Finn had no right to talk to Rachel at all.

"And you should" Rachel said, smacking his hand away.

Finn sighed "What am I supposed to say, Rachel?"

Puck just about walked in and punched Finn for being so stupid.

Rachel stood up "I want you to stop being so oblivious. I'm obviously hurt by your mood shifts and to be honest I don't even care much anymore."

Finn stood too, looking deeply at Rachel. "Are you saying you moved on?"

Rachel sighed and threw her hands into the air "I don't know. Maybe. I don't know what I'm feeling but I know I don't think about you as much as I used to."

"But you still think about me" Finn stepped closer.

Puck tensed, watching Finn get incredibly close to Rachel. His Rachel.

"Why aren't you with Quinn? She's pregnant Finn" Rachel snapped.

Finn growled, frustrated "And she's not making anything easier for me. It's like…she had a secret or something that she's not telling me."

"Well, I'm sorry but that's between you and her" Rachel exclaimed, headed towards the door.

Puck stepped out of her sight, to avoid being nagged for spying. When she didn't exit the room, he peeked his head inside just in time to see Finn press his lips against Rachel's.

Puck was seeing red, and he reached for the knob, about to show Finn what happens when you put your lips where they don't belong. He felt hands pulling him back and he turned to see Quinn.

"Let them pick. If your perfect Berry doesn't smack Finn and run off, then we both know who she wants" Quinn said with a nod.

"And what about Saint Finn? He's the one who kissed Rachel. Why not dump him" Puck growled.

Quinn frowned "I love Finn too much to let him go. He's all I have."

"And you're just going to keep lying to him about our baby? I think the pressure is what sends him to Rachel" Puck said.

"Ssh" Quinn said, pulling Puck against the wall.

The door to the room flew open and Rachel stormed out, mumbling to herself. "Stupid crazyass Frankenteen! …Probably has an issue with being small down there. Quinn must be desperate."

As Rachel turned the corner, Puck burst into laughter as Rachel's comments. "Frankenteen?!"

Quinn scowled "Stupid Dakota Stanly." She walked into the music room, to scold Finn he assumed. He rolled hi eyes and walked off. He turned the corner and Kurt stepped in front of him.

"Hello Puck" He said with a nod.

Puck raised an eyebrow "Uh…Kurt."

Kurt circled around Puck "So…I heard our Rachel made quite a spectacle of herself. Demanding she know what was in Jacob's bag."

Puck shrugged "I have no idea how she knew Israel had all those chicks underwear."

Kurt scoffed "She didn't."

Puck looked around confused "Then what…"

"She was looking for a gun…Normally I'm not so nosy-"

Puck snorted, earning him a glare from Kurt.

Kurt continued "Let's just say Rachel had a nightmare where Jacob plus gun equaled you bleeding all over her."

"So, she's afraid Israel is gonna kill me or some shit" Puck asked slowly, still very confused.

Kurt shrugged, examining his nails "I personally think her dream was a metaphor. She's afraid of loving you. That if she does open up, something will inevitably go wrong. Although, if she had to admit to one of them she would agree with what you said rather than me."

Puck looked at Kurt, shaking his head "…Rachel just wants to be friends."

Kurt laughed at this "And Ryan never loved Marissa. I know Rachel like I know my OC. The girl likes you but is afraid she'll get hurt. She's Brooke Davis-ing you!"

"Brooke….what-ing me" Puck asked.

Kurt sighed "You're Lucas Scott. You need to take a trip to Tree Hill, ASAP."

"Speak Human" Puck snapped, starting to get a migraine.

Kurt crossed his arms and huffed. "Rachel likes you, but is afraid if the two of you date she will get hurt. Do you understand" He drug out his words.

Puck sighed "Yeah, Beyonce. I get it. That's why we're staying friends and nothing else. She's too good for me."

"Oh quit it, Edward Cullen. You and I both know you are in serious like with our Rachel."

Puck looked down at the ground, pushing off the Edward comment. [His little sister had made him watch that gay twilight movie enough to know who Edward Cullen was.]

"Whatever" He mumbled, before walking off.

Kurt smirked as Puck left, and patted himself on the back for his job well done.

Rachel walked into the cafeteria, trying to remain calm. She hadn't seen Puck since the morning and she wanted to keep it that way. She was embarrassed about her mental break down, and was still a little weary about it. What was wrong with her to have thought that Jacob would actually bring a gun to school? He didn't even know how to work a pen, much less a gun. She knew there was a hidden message behind her dream. She refused to believe what Kurt was saying. She'd made it perfectly clear that she only wanted to be friends with Puck.

"Hey" She jumped at the sound of his voice. She turned around and smiled half heartedly.

"Hi" She said softly, headed towards an empty table.

Puck followed her, straddling the seat next to the one she occupied. "So…earlier" He started.

Rachel looked up at him, her brown eyes wide "Was nothing. I thought he should return all those underwear."

"No you didn't. You had no idea they were in there" He said with a smirk.

"Yes I did" Rachel snapped, looking down at the table. She wasn't very hungry. She was mostly aggravated at herself.

Puck looked at the clear table "Aren't you hungry?"

"Not particularly" She said with a shrug.

He simply nodded, knowing better than to question Rachel Berry. "So…Beyonce told me something interesting earlier."

Rachel froze. Shit. "And what was that?"

He stared at her, trying to see her reaction "He told me you had a dream involving me."

"I just don't want to see you hurt. That's all" She said, standing up. She walked away, hoping Puck wouldn't follow her but knew that was a stupid thing to wish for. Of course he would follow her. It's all he knew how to do lately.

"Rachel, wait" Puck called, standing up and chasing after her. When he caught up to her, he took a deep breath "Kurt seems to think theirs a different meaning to it."

"Well Kurt is stupid" Rachel snapped, turning to face him. She sighed "I didn't mean that. Kurt isn't stupid...I'm just angry that he told you."

Puck looked down at his feet, then back up at Rachel "Don't you think that…maybe we'd be good together?"

Rachel looked away from his gaze, his green eyes boring into her. "I can't do this Noah. We can't. We just…wouldn't be good for each other. We're total opposites. I- I like having you as a friend. That…works."

He took a deep breath and nodded. What was it with girls and always denying him? Santana, Quinn, and now Rachel. "Yeah, that's cool" He said, with a nod.

Rachel looked up at him with big eyes "Noah…I'm sorry."

He shrugged, starting to back up "Don't be. I'm cool with it. I have plenty of girls I can…do things with. I'll see you later I guess." He headed back into the cafeteria, and Rachel watched him go sadly.

You are a horrible friend, woman, and Jew Rachel Berry.

A/N: THE FALL FINALE OF GLEE WAS THE SADEST CRAP EVER. It was only sad because it's over. XD I think everything worked out perfectly. I'm glad to have Sue out of the picture for now. -sigh- Finally Will and Emma are together and content. I KNEW FINN WOULD FIND OUT. I CALLED IT! No but did you guys see that puckleberry look before he went to talk to Quinn?! Perfect! I literally balled my eyes out watching this. I started around the time they started their performances. Lea Michele astonished me with her performance of Don't Rain On My Parade and then their group number was amazing. I fell a little more in love with glee. I was crying like a bitch when Will was crying and laughing at the same time. I was just oh so sad/happy. I balled when Emma said she was resigning. It was so heart wrenching. OK WHY DID NO ONE SMACK JACOB FOR SAYING HE WAS TRYING TO GET IN RACHEL'S PANTS?! LIKE SERIOUSLY! I was very very angry that nothing romantic happened with Rachel. I mean she could get with Finn AND thankfully for us puckleberry fans there is now a chance for those two lovers again. Oh, and WHY are Brittany and Santana gay? O.o like really..? And one last thing and I promise I'll stop talking…I can't believe we have to wait until April you guys. -cries hysterically-

Ok I'm done…reviews please? It'll make me feel better.