Disclaimer: I am just borrowing them for the fun of writing, BUT I do own the plot, ideas and original characters.
A/N: Not beta'd; all mistakes are mine. Please mention them if you find any.
A/N2: Sectionals was amazing! I loved it! This story is mostly AU after Mash-up, but with some of the topics discussed in the later episodes, I may sneak in a conversation or cover the same topic, but I will put my own twist on it.
A/N3: Feedback is 3'd! You guys are amazing and thank you for all the great thoughts and messages! It means a lot! :D
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A/N4: Tying a slightly different format; I figured this would be a good way to cover over a month to get them to Regionals, because I've got plans for Nationals and I'm dying to write it and see what you guys think.
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Puck's eyes drifted open and he smiled at his sleeping girlfriend, "God she's beautiful," he thought, just as the lyrics to a song came to him. She must have felt him shift, because she began to stir, so he sang, the song he thought of, to her, "Good morning beautiful, how was your night? Mine was wonderful with you by my side and when I opened my eyes to see your sweet face, it's a good morning beautiful day," her eyes had drifted open and she was looking up at him, as smile growing as she listened, so he continued, "I couldn't see the light, I didn't know day from night, I had no reason to care, but since you've came along, I can face dawn, 'cause I know you'll be there. Good morning beautiful, how was your night? Mine was wonderful with you by my side and when I opened my eyes to see your sweet face, it's a good morning beautiful day." Her smile brightened as he finished and he couldn't help leaning over to whisper "I love you," before pressing a kiss to her lips.
Rachel wrapped an arm around him, holding him close as they kissed, "I love you, too," she replied as he gently pulled away, "that was a beautiful song," she added.
Kissing down her neck, he sighed, "I wish I could take credit for it, but I can't. It's an older country song, but the meaning didn't hit me until just now," he whispered.
His hot breath against her skin sent shivers down her spine and she shifted enough to slip her arm around his back, "last night was amazing," she murmured pressing another kiss to his lips, "thank you."
Resting his forehead against hers he gazed into her eyes, "you're welcome. It was amazing. A wonderful way to spend Christmas," he agreed, tightening his arms around her.
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David and Alan didn't need their sixteen year old daughter to explain what she was planning when she begged them to go to their neighbors; they figured it out and made her promise to use protection, but when Puck walked into the kitchen the next morning, the two dads made their move.
"How was your night last night?" David asked casually.
"It was good," Puck replied, passing them to go towards the coffee pot.
"Just 'good'?" Alan raised an eyebrow at him.
Puck stiffened staring at the wall for a moment as the realization washed over him. Calmly turning he saw them with smirks on their faces, "you knew?"
"Well, the door was shut and Rachel begged us to go to our neighbors," David commented.
His mouth fell open from shock, "you knew?" He asked again, feeling his face turning red.
"We're not so naïve to think our daughter would have waited until marriage," Alan replied.
Rubbing his hands over his face to wake from the shock, Puck looked at them, "you guys are too good to be true," he told them moving over to the island with his coffee. "Did you guys miss the parenting class about having a teenage daughter?" He questioned curiously.
David rolled his eyes, "Noah, think about it, you're dealing with a psychologist," he laughed, "the more we fight against something, the more you two will want to do it just because you're not supposed to; typical teenage rebellion. When she confronted us, I don't think she was asking for our permission, but we just told her to make sure you guys used protection. We trust you with our daughter; if we didn't, you wouldn't be here," David explained.
Scratching his head, he shook from his thoughts, "wow... So wait a second, you guys didn't mind that we slept together?"
"You two have been sleeping in the same bed off an on for weeks, so we knew it was coming. When she asked us, we had a chance to get used to the thought of our sixteen year-old daughter and her seventeen year-old boyfriend sleeping together. Sure, we're nervous, but like David said, we trust you with her or you wouldn't be here," Alan smirked, "and I mean we'd have a restraining order slapped on you so fast you'd get whiplash."
Puck's mouth fell open at them, shocked at what the meaning, but his reply was cut off by Rachel, "Daddy!" She exclaimed entering the kitchen, having only heard the last part of the conversation.
"What? I'm just stating a fact," Alan commented.
"That's not something to even state," she commented wrapping her arms around her boyfriend.
"I'm one lucky guy," Puck murmured wrapping his arms around her waist and pulling her close to him.
With him sitting on the stool, she was the same height, so she slipped her arms around his neck and kissed him gently, "I do believe I am pretty lucky, myself," she replied as they pulled apart.
He brushed a strand of hair back behind her ear and smiled at her, "so just who else knew about last night?"
Rachel turned a deep shade of red and ducked her head, "um, well, I wanted the house to be empty."
"You told Quinn? And that's why my mom and Arin left?" His eyes going wide.
Biting her lip, she nodded, "uh, yeah. I didn't expect Carole to invite Quinn over the other night, but it things changed; Quinn was just going to stay last night. Your mom is the only woman I'd trust to talk about to about this and she's the one who suggested her and Arin leave, so it worked out. Our neighbors had invited dad and daddy down, but they weren't sure if they were going to go since they'd have guests over, but I encouraged them to go."
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Quinn and Rachel sat across from each other at the table, both working on homework they still had to finish before going back from break, "so... did you guys?" Quinn asked, but seeing Rachel's face turn a deep shade of red, that answered her question, "I take that as a yes," she laughed.
Rachel nodded, "yes we did... Um, thank you for going back to Finn's," she admitted.
"You're welcome. So, how was it?" Quinn grinned.
Rachel ducked her head, embarrassed.
"Rachel, come on, it's not like I didn't know and trust me, it probably was a hell of a lot better than my first time, being drunk and all," she said.
"Oh," Rachel bit her lip and looked over at Quinn; she never thought she'd ever talk about 'sex' with Quinn, considering that Quinn's first time was with Puck also, "he was gentle and a little nervous about it, but I'll never forget that night. It was very special, and it means a lot to know that he'll be the only guy I'll ever sleep with," she whispered.
Quinn nodded, "I wish I could say the same about Finn; you know why I can't, but I think Finn and I may be that way someday," she admitted with a shrug.
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Puck sat in his room at Rachel's, staring at his laptop on his knees, trying to compose a letter to his dad; he knew what he wanted to say, so he rested his hands on the keys and let the words flow out.
"Ethan - I'm not sure what to say, but I'm going to be honest - I hate you. I have hated you for over ten years. You left us! I don't know if I'll ever be able to forgive you for that, but I need to take my own advice and keep the past in the past. With that said, I'm willing to put what you did behind me. It's come to my attention that I'm lucky to have this opportunity. Finn's dad was killed in action before Finn was born; my girlfriend, Rachel, will never be able to know her biological mother, because she has two dads and the surrogacy contract they signed says they can't look for her and Kurt's mom died when he was a kid.
It sounds like you already know that I'm going to be a dad; not something I planned, that's for sure, but I'm taking responsibility for my mistake. The baby is a girl. I've chosen to name her Abigail Marie; Marie, for mom, Arin and Rachel... Rachel will be Abigail's mom and someday we'll get married; after high school and after I figure out what I'm going to do with my life. Hell, I owe my life to Rachel. If it wasn't for her, I wouldn't even have a chance with my kid... I've changed, well, maybe grown-up is a better term, and it's all for the good, thanks to her... Not the 'Lima Loser' that everyone thought I was.
I don't know what I'm going to do with the rest of my life, but coincidentally, I'm taking a criminal justice / forensics class at school and I really like it, but with limited funds for college, I've been thinking about joining the Navy. It'll take me away from home a lot, but right now that's the only way I see myself being able to support my family. I've heard that around the time I graduate NCIS will turn into NCID and will also have Navy officers involved as special agents; not just civilians like there are now. The Navy topic has come up, but I haven't mentioned what I'd be doing, but considering you're in the field, I thought I'd mention it; just don't say anything to mom. She has an idea that I might be thinking of being a cop of some sort, but I haven't gone into specifics; I don't know how well that would go over, now knowing you're SWAT. How did you get into that anyway?
Don't know what else to write right now, so I guess I send this and hear from you soon.
Noah"
Rereading over what he wrote, he nodded successfully and hit the send button before closing his laptop and leaving his room.
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New Year's Eve found Puck working until eight, but it gave him plenty of time to go back to Rachel's to shower and change before heading over to Kurt and Burt's. Kurt was throwing a mini-party for just 'New Directions,' so since Puck still had to work, Finn picked up Rachel and Quinn and Puck would meet them there; it was nine-thirty when he arrived.
"Hey! Finally!" Kurt commented, opening up the door.
Puck shrugged, "wanted to shower so I went back to Rachel's, did that and changed."
"Oh, alright, well come on in... Rachel your man is here!" Kurt called.
Stepping inside, Puck noticed a bunch of jackets hanging on the upstairs banister, so he threw his on the pile, just as someone's arms wrapped around his waist. Grinning, he glanced down to see the familiar ring and turned around in his girlfriends arms and wrapped his around her shoulders, "hey beautiful," he murmured pressing a loving kiss to her lips.
"Hello, Noah," she replied, resting her head against his chest, "how was work?"
He shrugged, "work, nothing unusual," he replied kissing her again.
"Save that for midnight," Kurt laughed pushing the two of them towards the living room.
The couple reluctantly pulled apart, but joined hands as they headed into the living room. Everyone else was already sprawled out on the couches and chairs. "Hey everybody," he said following Rachel's lead to the opposite end of the couch that Finn and Quinn were on; Puck took the hint and sat down, with Rachel settling down right next to him.
Everyone greeted him and after Kurt took his seat, he turned on the DVD player and started the movie they wanted to watch; having waited until Puck arrived to start it. With the antics, laughs and drama between the two main characters, everyone enjoyed it, but was glad it finished when it did; just in time to switch the TV over to the channel covering the ball dropping in New York City.
"I always love watching this," Rachel smiled sitting up from leaning against her boyfriend.
Puck smirked, "well I say you start a new tradition," he commented.
"Oh yeah, like what?" She asked curiously.
As the fifteen-second countdown began, he pulled her into his lap, "maybe something like this," he grinned, tugging her close and pressing his lips to hers just as the last second was called out with the announcer exclaiming, "Happy New Year, everybody!"
Her eyes drifted closed as they shared their first of many New Years kisses. With sparks flying around in her head, she let her tongue brush against his lower lip before nipping at it gently, feeling one of his hands brush through her hair.
Puck didn't want to pull away, but he knew if the continued, he wouldn't be able to hold back, so he pulled away gently, smiling at her as he brushed his thumb over her swollen lip, before his hand came to rest against her cheek, "Happy New Year, Rachel."
Rachel wrapped her arms around him, "Happy New Year, Noah," she replied hugging him tightly, "thank you," she whispered in his ear.
He smiled and held his arms around her body, pressing a kiss to the bare skin of her neck, "no thanks necessary," he murmured, knowing she was thanking him for her first ever midnight kiss from someone other than her dads, "I like this tradition," he added, pulling away to smile at her.
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"Noah - I'm shocked to hear from you, but I'm glad you wrote. I know you hate me and I always knew you would; I expected it. I hear you've got the heart of your mom and the stubborn badass streak of mine, so I get it.
I was surprised when your mom told me you got her pregnant; I don't remember her name, but you're doing the right thing... You're a better man than I ever was. Sure I've grown up and have a decent job now, but when I was young, dumb and stupid, I made some mistakes and left you, your mom and Arin and I can't even forgive myself for that, so I don't expect you to.
When I went through the Michigan Police Academy to become a cop, my instructor saw I knew a lot about guns and thought I could be an asset to SWAT and it didn't take very long before I joined a team. I started out at the bottom and now I'm the team leader. I've had my badge for just under ten years, been SWAT for nine.
I won't say anything to your mom. Being a special agent has it's perks. If you do join, are you planning to have your family go with you or stay in Lima? If they stay in Lima, are you willing to be gone for months at a time, miss birthdays, holidays and anniversaries? It's a tough call; good job and pay for missed family time... Think about it.
Your mom has kept me pretty up-to-date with what's been going on and it sounds like Rachel is quite a catch; pretty romantic thing you did on Christmas with the rings. Congrats!
I want you to know that I think of you all a lot and miss you so much. I have a lot of regrets; I never got to hold my little girl when she was born, never got to teach you how to drive, throw a football or even work on cars, but I'm proud of you.
Write back soon,
Ethan"
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Winter Break ended all to quickly for everyone and as the students returned to William McKinley High School on the first Monday in January of 2010, no one wanted to be there.
By the time lunch arrived, Puck and Rachel's rings were the topic of conversation and gossip. Some thought the rings on their hands meant they got married over the break, some thought they were engaged, some knew the truth, while others just speculated, and the couple didn't bother to correct them; the people they cared to know about it, knew the truth and that is all that mattered to them.
The 'Glee' table was filled with the club members, laughing over the gossip.
"So Puck, I hear you and Rachel ran off to Vegas with fake IDs and Elvis married you," Kurt commented with a laugh, "just what did Elvis say to you guys?" He asked curiously.
"Really? I heard that Puck kidnapped Rachel and forced her to marry him," Finn added nudging his friend in the shoulder.
Puck and Rachel exchanged glances; Puck just laughed, but Rachel sighed, "the students at this school should have more things to worry about than our love life," she shook her head.
Puck slipped his arm around her shoulders and pressed a kiss to her cheek, "our hunka hunka burnin' love life," he corrected her, using his best Elvis voice.
The entire table erupted into laughter at Puck's impression and the shade of red Rachel turned matched the tomato on her salad. "Noah! It's not funny!" She tried to say, but couldn't help the giggle that fell from her lips.
"Aw, baby, at least they haven't thrown slushies at us," he smirked, knocking his knuckles on the wooden table several times.
Rachel ducked her head and took another bite of her lunch, looking up to see Mr. Schuester and Deborah walking towards them, "look, your mom's here," she said motioning towards her and then waving.
Deborah returned the wave as they walked up to the table, "hey kids," she greeted them.
"Hey mom," Puck commented looking up at where she was. "What's the verdict?"
She laughed, "did you really think I wouldn't get it? You guys are looking at the new school nurse and temporary Cheerios coach," she grinned.
As she was congratulated, she smiled at everyone and walked around the table to her son and Rachel, "I also hear you two were quite busy this break," she said resting her hands on their shoulders, "Noah, fake IDs and Vegas, really? How come I wasn't invited?"
"Mom!" Puck groaned, now his turn to turn red.
"Sweetie," Rachel grinned, "what was that about our 'hunka hunka burnin' love life?' Don't you love me?" She pouted.
Puck's mouth fell open at her response, a quick witted comment that used his words against him, "I... Rach..." Unable to speak he just pulled her into a loving kiss for a moment before pulling away, "of course I do," he smiled.
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"Alright everyone," Mr. Schuester said, "we've got to come up with two more songs for Regionals. 'Emotionless' will be our ballad, so we need two more."
"Two more, Mr. Schue?" Finn asked, "but I thought we only needed two total."
"Two for round one of Regionals; a ballad and one more, then if we place high enough, we go onto the second round and we preform one more, so we need a total of three," Will explained. An echoing groan rippled through the room and Will noticed, "look, I know it's hard, but we can be great. We can't do 'Last Name,' 'Don't Stop Believing' or the two we did at sectionals, but we have several others that I think if we polished up our routines could work great, or we can come up with two new songs," he told them.
Kurt raised his hand, "I vote for 'Keep Holding On' as one of them."
Several others agreed, even Rachel, so Mr. Schuester nodded, "alright, well we have two. Now, just one more."
"Uh, Mr. Schue, can I say something?" Finn asked.
"Sure, Finn, what is it?" Will answered.
Finn bit his lip and glanced at everyone, "I don't want to sing lead anymore," he said, "it feels too weird," he admitted.
"Too weird?" Rachel gasped.
"No, not in a bad way, well I don't know, I just don't feel right singing lead with you," he told her, ducking his head.
Puck and Quinn exchanged glances and nodded, both knowing where Finn was coming from, "Rachel, he's uncomfortable singing with another guy's girl," Puck said softly.
Rachel opened her mouth to respond, but then glanced at Quinn and Finn and back at her boyfriend before she realized what they were getting at, "oh, I see. Would you be up for it?" She asked Puck before glancing at Mr. Schuester.
"For what?" Puck asked.
She looked at him again, "singing lead with me," she commented, glancing to see Kurt and Mercedes nodding their approval of the idea.
"There's no place I'd rather be," he told her honestly.
"Great, then I have a song for you two," Quinn commented with a grin.
"What is it?" Rachel asked.
"From Grease, 'You're The One That I Want,' it's perfect," she said, "you two already agreed that you were kind of like a modern day Danny and Sandy."
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With their three songs for regionals picked out, the club immediately started working on their new routines, as well as polishing up 'Keep Holding On.' On top of the music, they also had to worry about money. With Sue gone, there was no one to fight Will for funding, but the club hadn't won enough to really get a lot of money for more than some new costumes and the bus ride, so they went for more bake sales and car washes.
Quinn, Santana, Brittany and Deborah's time was taken up by trying to get the squad ready for their National competition at the end of January, so the girls were forced to split their week in half, spending part of their time with the Cheerios and part on Glee, but the squad still found time to help out with the Glee fundraisers, "to help out with school unity," from what Deborah said.
It was about mid-January and the guys had just run through 'Emotionless' because Quinn, Santana and Brittany were at Cheerios practice, when Kurt stepped forward, "what are we going to do about costumes? We can't wear the same thing we wore to Regionals; it would be tacky," he commented, "so we need to figure out what we're going to wear. It's not like we can just wait until the day before we're supposed to preform and pull something off a rack and expect it to fit," he explained.
Will nodded, "you're right, Kurt... Anyone have any ideas?"
Kurt was standing on the edge of the stage by Artie, while Puck, Finn, Mike and Matt sat on the edge, looking at the girls and Will, who were sitting in the front row of the auditorium. "I know where to get the Sandy outfit for 'You're The One That I Want'," Kurt said.
"OH HELL NO!" Puck snapped looking back at Kurt and then to Will and Rachel, "not happening!"
"It's just a costume," Kurt defended his suggestion.
"It's not a fuckin' costume," Puck snapped acting as if he was going to jump up and tackle the smaller kid.
Rachel moved quickly to her boyfriend, stopping him from doing anything stupid, "Noah, calm down," she said resting her hands on his knees.
Even with Rachel taking Puck's attention, Kurt still stepped back behind Artie's wheelchair, as if using him as a shield. Puck shifted back to where he had been sitting, but turned to glare at Kurt, "my girlfriend is not going to be dancing around in front of anyone looking like a 2-bit hooker," he said as calmly as he could, "not a chance," he added turning to look at Rachel, hoping he didn't piss her off, but he wouldn't stand for that, "even if she would look fuckin' hot," he added in his head.
"Okay, calm down," Will moved towards the stage and glanced at the two, "guys, relax... Puck, I agree with you. Kurt, I'm aware of why you chose that, since it would be like the movie, but it's not very tasteful for a high school competition and I won't allow it period, though I'm sure Puck's concerns are not about it being tasteful," Will commented.
"Though I do agree it would be a perfect fit for the song, I would not feel comfortable in something as revealing as that costume is," Rachel said calmly.
Kurt sighed, "fine," he rolled his eyes.
"Mr. Schuester, I might have an idea," Tina said.
Will turned to her, "yes, Tina?"
"Well, if we're still talking Grease, it was set in the fifties, so the girls could dress in poodle skirts and remember when the guys did their Mash-ups and wore the leather jackets? If they wear the jackets, a black shirt, black jeans and the Converse, it would be the same look from the movie, and Good Charlotte performs in black, so all they would have to do is take off their jacket to preform 'Emotionless.' As for 'Keep Holding On' we already have a costume for it, so why not just keep that?"
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Deborah nervously left Friday evening with the Cheerios for competition, so Puck was taking care of Arin for the weekend; leaving her kids for the first time for more than a night. She tried not to worry, but she couldn't help it.
Puck, Rachel and Arin were staying at the Puckerman's house for a change of scenery from the Berry's. It was ten in the morning on Saturday and the three kids were still in bed. They had stayed up late the night before so were taking the opportunity to sleep in.
Hearing a ring somewhere near his clock, Puck groaned and shifted from Rachel, reaching for his cell phone, unable to catch it before the caller hung up. Looking to see who it was, he saw it was his mom, so he quickly returned her call.
"Noah! Is everything alright, how come you didn't answer?" She exclaimed.
"Good morning to you, too, mom, I slept great, thanks for asking," he retorted, but he was half asleep, so he couldn't be too sarcastic yet, "I couldn't reach my phone," he muttered.
"Good morning, Noah," she corrected herself, "are you two still in bed?"
Puck smirked, knowing she walked into another one, "yeah, we stayed up late... Actually I tied Arin up in her room so she wouldn't bother us while I had my wicked way with Rachel; I wore her out," he grinned loving to tease her, but Rachel swatted him in the chest.
"Noah Aaron Puckerman! That is not funny!" Deborah gasped.
He laughed, "God, you're too uptight! It's a joke!" He shook his head.
Deborah was silent for a long moment, "Noah, be serious," she told him.
"Fine," Puck gave in, "we stayed up late, said we'd sleep in, then probably going to do homework and chill today," he said. "We're fine. Arin's still asleep, or at least she hasn't come in here yet and my door is open so she can if she wants," he explained.
"Alright," Deborah nodded, "just be good. Don't let Rachel being there distract you -"
"Mom, I love Arin, I'm not going to ignore her; she's my sister and she annoys me sometimes, but I will take care of her," Puck cut off her lecture; one they had gone through before.
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A little after lunch, Arin's friend down the street called and wanted to know if she could come over and spend the night. Grinning inside at the winning hand he had been dealt, Puck agreed, but told Arin she had to finish her homework before she went anywhere.
Arin sat and did her homework while Puck watched over her to make sure she actually did it. When she finished, he let her go pack for the night and Rachel walked her down the street to her friends and returned finding the house quiet. "Noah, where are you?" She called, knowing before she had left he had been watching TV.
"In the kitchen, babe," he replied.
Rachel headed towards the kitchen and found him looking through the fridge, "hey," she commented slipping her arms around his waist from behind.
Puck smirked and turned around, slipping his arms around her body and kicking the fridge door shut with his foot, "so we've got all night alone," he murmured.
"I've got an idea," she whispered shifting to wrap her arms around his neck.
Holding her against him, he continued their kiss, lifting her body up and going towards the the counter, setting her down on it gently before breaking the kiss, "what idea is that?"
"Something more adult," she replied, her eyes twinkling deviously.
"I think I've created a monster," he muttered, "but I like it," he added leaning forward to kiss her again.
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The Cheerios took third place at Nationals; some were surprised they made it that far, but others were pissed because they 'could have' made first, blaming Quinn and Sue for their 'demise.' They couldn't be mad at Deborah; if it wasn't for her, they wouldn't have been able to go at all, but with Quinn's pregnancy and Sue's cheating, they felt they lost two key parts of their team; sure Quinn had helped with the routines, but she couldn't dance, so they lost one of their best dancers.
Deborah and Quinn returned to the Puckerman's Sunday night, Puck being the first one to notice the car pull up, "they're back," he said getting up from the couch and heading for the door.
The two women were unloading their bags from the trunk as they were joined by Arin, Puck and Rachel. Arin hugged Deborah and Quinn shared a quick hug with Rachel and Puck before taking their hands and resting them on her swelling stomach, "she started kicking as soon as I started talking about getting home to her parents," she told them, a grin on her face.
"Oh my God," Puck murmured feeling the light flutters against his hand. He had heard Abigail's heartbeat several weeks prior at Quinn's last doctor's appointment which made the life inside her more real, but feeling her for the first time and he couldn't help the bright smile grow, "welcome home, baby girl," he said gently, looking at Rachel.
Rachel grinned as she felt the same thing as he had, "hey sweetie," Rachel said gently rubbing Quinn's stomach before moving her hand to take Puck's, squeezing it as the reality of their family grew stronger.
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The first of February, the Cheerios returned to school with their third place win, the same day that the new semester of school started, meaning that all the kids had to show up extra early to pick up their new schedules.
Most classes lasted all year, but sometimes they were split up into sections or were only a half a year, which gave a lot of students changing schedules. Puck didn't care too much because the only one that changed for him was his history class fourth period. It went from World History to Ohio State History, a requirement by the state for all high school students to graduate.
Rachel seemed overly excited when she met him at her locker after getting her schedule, "let me see yours," she beamed.
Puck took out his schedule and handed it to her, "it's the same as last semester except my history class." Rachel glanced back and forth between the two papers and smiled, turning hers around to show him. Looking over the schedules, he noticed that some of her classes had changed, his eyes landing on her first period, "whoa, how did you get into Junior English?"
"I tested out of Sophomore English when I was a Freshman so I went right into Junior English, but I have been taking it third period, now I'm taking it first period," she said, waiting for him to pick up the hint.
Puck grabbed her schedule and his and realized not only had she changed her first period, her second and fourth period classes were also different. "You changed your schedule so we could have some classes together," he said with a smile, handing hers back.
Rachel nodded, "yes, I don't see you at school unless it's between classes, at lunch or in Glee and I wanted to, so I spoke to scheduling and requested the switch. I hope that's alright. I never asked, but now that I think about it, I probably should have."
"No, no," he shook his head, "it's great," he smiled tugging her into his arms, leaning towards her, "maybe we should have physical education together too," he whispered, nipping her ear, "or is that an extra curricular activity?" His hands slid down to rest on her lower back while his lips kissed her neck, feeling her shiver under him.
"Noah," she groaned, "stop teasing," she whispered, but she wasn't trying to pull away.
"Who says I'm teasing?" He grinned nipping at her earlobe.
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On top of the new schedules, the club needed to master their songs because competition was less than two weeks away. Since Regionals was being held out of state, the school's policy stated 'for every three kids of either gender, a parent or guardian of the same gender must attend,' so Mr. Schuester needed more adults to go aside from Ms. Pillsbury. With the band's students already taken care of, he needed to deal with getting a mom and a dad to go, so he first asked Deborah, who said she wouldn't mind going, and then he asked the club if any of their dads wanted to go. Kurt suggested Burt, who agreed to go, since Kurt and Puck would be going and his other employees could take care of the shop for the weekend.
The competition fell on President's Day weekend, which also turned out to be the same weekend as Valentine's Day; Rachel only realized a week before, "oh my God! What are we going to do for Valentine's Day?" She exclaimed as she and Puck were sitting in the living room at her house, with Quinn, "our first one together and we're going to be away!"
Puck rolled his eyes at her, "I've got it taken care of. We agreed no gifts, but we have plans."
"Plans? What are they? We?" Rachel asked.
He shrugged, "I'm not telling you, just make sure you two pack something nice to wear, the four of us have plans," he explained glancing at Quinn, "yes, Finn and I have plans, thanks to my father." Seeing the looks from them he laughed, "what? My dad lives in Detroit, he knows the area, therefore perfect person to find someplace to go."
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Music: The song Puck sang to Rachel is 'Good Morning Beautiful' by Steve Holy.
A/N5: Back to your regularly scheduled story in the next part, LOL. As an afterthought I wasn't sure if this would work and am worried it kind of jumped around since I covered a lot in this one, but hopefully you liked it. As I said above I have plans for Regionals and something to happen around Nationals, that I'm dying to write, but I don't want to even start it until I get closer to that time in the story so I'm not rushing myself at writing it or neglecting the rest to get there, but anyway, hope you all like this! More soon!