A/N: As of next week (a gleekathon week that is, which runs from Thursday to Wednesday), there will be chapters on Fridays as well as Tuesdays, for the next three weeks/six chapters, and then there will be one on Friday, Sunday, and the final chapter on Tuesday, so nine chapters in total after this one :)

"Technicolor Wishes & Hi-Def Dreams"

12. Families

They had been sprung from their telenovela world just as Puck had been put in the back of a police car and driven away, while Rachel stood in the driveway of the massive home. She had put on a good show of being distressed to see him go, all the while pretending that she'd had no part in the murder he was being arrested for. They could only know for certain that they'd done their job right when they heard the piercing sound that would carry them away.

Puck was awakened by something touching his face… prodding his face… He startled, but then he opened his eyes and found the implements of his poking were the index fingers of two small blonde boys, twins by the looks of it.

"What are you doing, Daddy?" one boy asked. He was on the ground.

"Oh, hey," he groaned, sitting up, just as a young girl walked into the room. When she saw him half on the ground, she paused.

"Uncle Jesse, are you okay?"

"Yeah, I'm fine, I… Wait, what did you c…" He actually looked at the girl's face, and he was startled to recognize her. Now he knew why the boys had looked vaguely familiar… He used to watch Full House when he was little. "Never mind," he got on his feet, breathing out. Where was Rachel? Was she Jesse's wife, or… He'd have to find her to find out. "You guys won't tell anyone about this, right?" he asked, picking up one of the boys and walking the other out by the hand. He'd have to find a way to tell them apart, get their names… One thing at a time.

They made their way down the stairs, and he was careful to try and hear out whether there were others in the house. Rachel would try and find him, too, if she was here at all…

They ended up in the living room, finding no one there still. Even into the kitchen, there was no sign of Rachel, or anyone else. He was starting to think maybe she wouldn't be…

"Hello?" he heard the voice come from back in the living room and he frowned. They'd only just been there. Michelle had gotten ahead of him, and that made the twin he'd been walking along dash after her.

"Well we should go, right?" he asked the twin in his arms. The boy nodded, so they went, and there they found who he saw as Rachel. The boy in his arms however had a different idea of it.

"Hi, DJ," he raised his hand. Rachel looked just as shocked to be there. She recognized the room, recognized the children. It took her words away for a beat.

"You just left two minutes ago," Michelle told her 'sister.'

"I did?" Rachel asked, blinked. "I did," she restated, nodding. "But then I realized I didn't… need to go after all," she announced.

"Michelle, why don't you take the boys to play in the yard," Puck put the boy down.

"Okay," the girl agreed, leading the boys off back through the kitchen. Puck and Rachel both stood there silently, waiting until the door swung shut and they heard the back door open and close. With the coast clear, Puck turned back to Rachel, who looked like she might squeal.

"Finally one I know again, I can't believe we're here!"

"Well don't get used to it, we still need to get home, remember?" he told her, though he still smiled to see her so happy suddenly.

"Of course I remember, it's just the last couple places we ended up, one was just too much and we got to skip it…"

"Yeah, how do you think that happened? Can we just skip any of them?" he looked around.

"I don't think so, maybe… maybe it's just one time, like a free pass."

"Great, and now we've used it. What if we end up somewhere worse?" he asked.

"I don't want to think about it," Rachel shook her head. "But between that, and then the talk show, I had no idea who I was supposed to be. And then the telenovela, with the Spanish, and the… nudity," she bowed her head for a moment."

"So this one is easier," he concluded.

"Yeah, should be," she breathed out.

"What are we supposed to do?" he wondered.

"I wish I knew. But there's you and me, and the twins, and Michelle…"

"Knowing the show, I'm guessing something will happen, maybe one of the kids will need to learn a lesson, or something will get lost or broken and need fixing, and then after the ups and down, there'll be some kind of heartwarming family moment…"

"Pretty much," Rachel agreed.

They stood in the living room, silent, like they were waiting on disaster to strike. Time stretched out, but there was nothing.

"Any minute now?" he asked her.

"I don't know, maybe. Maybe we should go check on the twins and…"

She was interrupted when the door opened, and in stormed Stephanie, stomping up the stairs. Moments later they heard a door shut upstairs. Puck pointed up.

"Yeah, okay," Rachel sighed and they moved to climb up to the second floor. The bedroom door was shut, as they expected to find. Rachel gave a knock, clearing her throat. "Steph? I-It's me, can I come in?"

"Fine," the girl's voice was heard. They opened the door and found her sat up on her bed, arms crossed before herself.

"Alright if I come in, too?" Puck asked.

"Yeah," Stephanie remained quiet.

"Everything alright?"

"What does it look like?" Stephanie frowned.

"Well can I help?"

TO BE CONTINUED (FRIDAY)