Don't own Glee, if I did Puck would get more air time…..
The summer is hard on both Callie and Puck.
She is still spending time in the Gulf with her Dad and missing Puck like crazy.
Puck's pool cleaning business keeps him busy somewhat. When a housewife offers him a little extra for a little extra, he just thinks of Callie and politely says no. He misses the extra cash but that's all.
They text each other constantly, sending pictures of what they are doing. Calling each other at night, talking until one of them falls asleep.
Callie sends him a picture of her in the bikini that Puck kept hiding. He texts her to put some clothes on and he thought he hid that before she left.
Puck sends her a video of him playing the guitar singing a song that he wrote.
There are nights that they both cry quietly, wishing they could hold each other.
Yeah I cry, the great Puckzilla. You find her and then have to let her go for a while. No I am not gay either, I am in love. Oh God I am gay! I said the L word . I love Callie and it hurts like hell that I cant hold her, kiss her….Okay somebody just shoot me so I will shut up.
She spends her days at the beach and the shopping malls. He spends time with Finn, Mike and Kurt, playing video games and just goofing off.
When anyone asks him about the girl from the party they notice he gets quiet and really smiles, before telling them to mind their own business. The guys sense that he really likes her.
The days drag to weeks and the weeks to a month, the month to two months. And school is suppose to start next week.
Callie is packing her suitcase thinking about Puck "helping" her pack, the smile spreading throughout her body. Suddenly something catches her attention, her Tampex box was still in her suitcase.
That can't be. I know I had one last month. I check the calendar on my phone. Okay my last period was one week before the party. My next one should have been three weeks after I got here. My next one should have been last week. NO! NO! Did we use any protection? NO! Oh God, don't panic stupid. Just go out and buy a pregnancy test and get it over with before you totally freak out. It could be stress, it could be…
Callie grabs her purse and heads to the nearest drugstore. She buys three of them. She goes back to the condo and straight to the bathroom.
She opens all the boxes and pees on all three sticks. She waits for the results sitting on the floor crying and praying that she is wrong.
The timer on her phone goes off letting her know the first one is ready. A big plus sign is visible. She looks at the other sticks and they have all indicated positive results.
Callie Kincaid is pregnant. She crumples to the floor sobbing. This is not what she wanted for herself. This was not what she had worked so hard for in school.
Oh God Puck. How I am going to tell him that he is a father? How am I going to tell my own father that I fucked up so bad?
Callie decides that she will act like everything is normal until she sees Puck and has a chance to tell him. He has the right to be the first to know. Its only a couple more days until she sees him.
The next couple of days Callie is in a daze. She looks in the mirror constantly seeing if her body is changing yet. She sees the small round bump that is starting show. If you really didn't know her you wouldn't notice it.
Puck wants to pick her up from the airport but she tells him that her Dad is coming home with her and he rented a car.
Callie hears the disappointment in his voice as he tells her its okay, that he will see her in school.
When the call ends she breaks down cries her soul out. Everything from the first time she was with Puck over a year ago to being pregnant now.
Her father hears her sobbing and gently takes her in his arms, he just holds her until she quiets.
"What is wrong Callie?"
"Daddy, I messed up so bad. I met this guy before school was out and we went to this party. Some of the jocks there tried to get rough with me but Puck stood up for me. He got in a fight with a couple of them. We went back to the house so I could clean the cuts on his face."
Callie takes a deep breath and looks in her father's eyes, she knows he knows.
"Callie go on, I think I know where this is going but I need to know the whole story." He loves his daughter more than life. He knows that whatever happened, he is going to support his baby girl. And maybe kill a guy named Puck.
"Daddy I am so sorry", her voice hitches.
"He made me feel so good, so alive. We spent the weekend together at the house. He is the only guy I have ever been with like that. We have texted each other the whole time I have been here and we talk every night on the phone."
"Oh God Daddy I don't want to hurt you or for you to be ashamed of me. But I am pregnant."
Callie starts to sob again against her fathers chest. He simply keeps holding her. His baby girl was pregnant.
He felt his own tears slipping down his cheeks. He kisses her on top of the head, taking her by the shoulders forcing her to look up at him.
"Callie I am not going to lie and say that this doesn't hurt me, but I am not going to scream how disappointed I am in you either. Mistakes happen Callie, but I know this, you must love this Puck person or we wouldn't be having this conversation."
Callie looks at her father with disbelieving eyes. She simply nods her head at what her father is saying to her.
"Callie have you told him yet?"
"No, I wanted to wait until I got back to tell him in person."
"Okay. We will be home tomorrow and we can work out the rest when we get there. I love you baby girl and I will be here for you. I will be able to take off a few more days before my next job starts, so we can handle the details." He pulls her into comforting hug.
"I love you Daddy", she says into his chest.
They arrive the next day, driving home from the airport Callie sees Puck's truck parked at the drive in.
She texts him and lets him know that she made it home safe, but that she is tired and all she wants to do is sleep. She will call him later after she sleeps for awhile.
Puck knows that something is wrong, he can feel it. The last few days she hasn't been herself when they text or talk on the phone. But he doesn't know what to say to get her to talk to him.
He simply texts back okay and that he misses her.
Later that night Callie calls Puck.
Puck
Hey babe I'm so glad your home
Callie
Me too
Puck
Can I see you tonight? I need to see you Callie
Callie
No. My Dad wants me to rest tonight before school tomorrow. I need you too Puck
Puck
This sucks. I still cant see you and your just a few miles away.
Callie
I know I wish I was in your arms right now.
Puck
Me too
Callie
My Dad's telling me to get off the phone. Can you meet me in choir room in the morning before school starts? I need to tell you something
Puck
Uh, yeah sure. Callie are you okay?
Callie
Yeah I'm okay. I'll see you in the morning. Night Puck
Puck
Night Callie
Neither one sleeps that night. Both caught up in the might be's, could be's of tomorrow.
The next morning
Callie walks into school not paying any attention to the looks she is getting from the other students. She is deaf to the whispers that are calling her a new girl. She simply walks to the choir room.
Mickie sees her in the hallway and follows her. She finds Callie sitting at the piano her head resting on her arms.
"Well if it isn't my former best friend." The sarcasm heavy in Mickie's voice.
"Not now Mickie. I am meeting Puck here." Callie doesn't even raise her head to acknowledge her.
"Oh so your plan worked? He fell for you?"
"I fell for him Mickie. I love him."
"Callie you don't seemed to please with yourself. Did he dump you?"
"No. I'm…." Callie doesn't get to finish the sentence as she runs over to the trash can by the wall. Her breakfast ends up in the bottom of the can.
"Oh my God Callie you're pregnant aren't you?" The question is more like statement.
Callie walks over to her bag and pulls out a Kleenex to wipe her lips. Then pulls out her water bottle. She walks back to the trash can and rinses her mouth out. She ties the bag up so that she doesn't have to look at it anymore. She walks back to the piano.
"Mickie I really don't want to have this conversation with you right now, okay?"
"No its not okay. You haven't really talked to me all summer. The last time we really talked you were going through with your crazy plan involving Puck to get him interested in you for your plan to work. I told you that you would be the one to get hurt, not him. I told you that your plan was stupid."
Neither one of the girls noticed the figure standing in the doorway until it was too late.
Puck looked as if he had been hit with a low blow. Fury etched his features. His eyes were dark, almost black and his lips in a tight grim line.