'What the hell am I doing?' Rachel thought to herself as she starred wide eyed to a ceiling that definitely was not hers. She decided to assess the situation. 'I'm in a bed. I'm naked, in a bed that's not mine. With a guy that is not Finn.' She first realizes this man is not Finn when she hears the slight snore, Finn doesn't snore.
Rachel sat up slowly holding the sheet to her chest. There was a mirror across from the bed and she took in her mused hair, flushed cheeks, and bags under her eyes. Rachel's eyes slowly grazed down to the man beside her. He was lying on his stomach with a sheet pushed so far down it was exposing more of him than Rachel really wanted to see. The man had a mohawk and a tattoo of the Star of David on his upper right arm.
Without thinking Rachel shot out of bed and started throwing on her clothes as she found them scattered throughout the surprisingly clean room. As she did so she barely registered the man waking up until he chuckled from behind her. Rachel practically jumped out of her skin as she turned to face him.
"What, beautiful? Not staying for round two?" the only sound Rachel could emit was a squeak from the back of her throat. "I'm kidding, dear. Need a ride home?" he asked kindly as he got up to dress himself.
"No!" Rachel shouted with wide eyes. "I'm sorry. I just mean... I'm... That's probably not the best idea. Shit! What happened?"
The man raised an eyebrow at her, "You mean before the mind-blowing sex? Or after?"
"Haha." she gritted out. "Before."
"Well you stumbled into the bar, completely hammered, and I offered to by you a drink. You said no but you were trying to dance with me. Which is no surprise, I mean I am a Puckerman. We tend to real in hot young woman like yourself. Anyways you said some stuff and I said some stuff and next thing you know we're here and you're practically ripping my clothes off. Just the way I like it." The man winked again, now fully clothed. He also offered a hand. "Noah Puckerman. I only like to be called Puck."
Rachel nodded blankly and shook his hand. "I'm married!" she blurted out and his eyes widened.
"What the hel?! I've been done that very ugly road before and I promised myself never again! Why didn't you say something when I asked?"
"I was drunk, asshole! You said it yourself!"
Puck sighed deeply. "Look I'm bring you home. I don't want to be responsible for any trouble that you've gotten yourself into with your husband now. I got a girl pregnant once while I was in high school while she was with someone else and it was the hardest thing I ever had to fix because we were best friends."
"Best friends with the guy or the girl?"
"The guy."
Rachel nodded and they headed out.
X
Four Weeks Later…
Rachel never told Finn. She got away with saying she stayed at a hotel for the night and they worked things out. Quinn even confessed to forcing the kiss upon him. The only thing that was wrong with things now was that Rachel felt incredibly guilty about that night. It was stressing her out so much she even worried herself sick once or twice. Rachel was very good at keeping that a secret too. She knew that f he saw her get sick she would have to tell him or he would worry. This is exactly what he did on one Tuesday morning after catching her puking her guts out in the bathroom. It was right after her shower which is where she usually thinks most about that night. He came in to brush his teeth when he saw. After that he was insistent on her going to the doctor and finally she gave in. He took a few tests and they all came back normal. Except for one.
Rachel Hudson was pregnant.
A/N:
So I know this is short and sucky but I just wanted to show you all that I will not give up on this story. Also the plot is gonna start picking up from here so they will lengthen in time. I love reviews but if your going to leave one that says 'This is short' or 'Please update soon.' Then just don't. It's not that I don't appreciate reviews because I do it's just frustrating to see those because I already feel bad enough that they're short and rarely updated. So yea.