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: Thank you to everyone who has commented and review! It means so much and I've hit 400 reviews on so thank you all! Your feedback is loved!
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The first Glee practice in March, the day after Ethan had returned to Detroit after his weekend visit, the girls nominated Rachel and Tina to take 'When You Believe' and Rachel and Mercedes to sing lead on 'Umbrella.' Those two songs were the most concerning for Will because though 'Umbrella' was a popular song on the radio and 'When You Believe' was from a movie that had come out in the late nineteen-nineties, not everyone knew the words and they would have to work extra on them. Thankfully, most everyone was familiar with 'I'll Be There For You' since it was the them song to the long running television series 'Friends,' and Puck and Finn knew it well, so Will chose to start them out with the least familiar song, 'When You Believe' and would add in the others as they got that one down.
With the Cheerios no longer practicing for competition and there were no more sports they needed to cheer for until the following school year, Deborah cut their practices down to once a week, so the girls who were in Glee Club could meet more to practice.
Puck worked after school, so Will suggested that during their hour and a half lunch break / free period, they come in and practice, so twice a week they would meet after school on their normal days and three times a week they would meet during lunch, so everyone could attend as much as possible.
After his first visit, Ethan returned the next weekend and planned to make it a permanent thing until he'd either gotten a job with one of the local departments or sold his house, which he would start the process as soon as he got back to Detroit.
Mercedes, Kurt, Tina, Deborah and Quinn were secretly talking on the phone or through text messages about their plans for the upcoming baby shower. They had asked Quinn to be a part of the planning so it might be less suspicious, and their plans we coming together without anyone knowing any different.
It was a Thursday afternoon when Puck and Rachel walked close to the choir room and heard whispering, so they paused to listen.
"Are you sure we're set?" Tina asked glancing towards the door to make no one walked in.
"Yes, my dad gave Puck the day off, so he doesn't have to work, and the guys are in."
"And I've talked to the girls and we're all going to be at your place," Quinn responded.
"Have you asked them to come over yet?" Deborah asked.
"Not yet, but we need to, it is Saturday after all," Mercedes commented.
Puck and Rachel exchanged confused looks, but shrugged it off, waiting a moment longer before continuing to walk into the room, "hey mom, everyone," Puck said in greeting.
"Puck, Rachel, hi!" Mercedes commented, a little surprised, "um, can we ask you something?" She asked.
"Sure," Rachel said.
"Well, Kurt said you had the weekend off, and we were, well we're getting tired of practicing in the auditorium and the choir room, so we were wondering if you two wanted to come over Saturday around noon for a few hours, to practice vocals and stuff? No band or instruments, just us," she asked calmly.
Puck glanced at Rachel and shrugged, "sure, I guess."
Rachel nodded, "I believe that would be an excellent idea," she said, "but I do not know where you live so you'll need to give me directions," Rachel responded.
"Oh sure," Mercedes pulled out a piece of paper from her bag, "I had to give some of the others directions," she handed her a map and some printed out directions from the school parking lot to her house.
"Thanks," Rachel smiled and folded the paper and slipped it into her music folder.
"Some how I don't think this is involving music," Puck thought, a smirk on his face as he took his seat, glancing at his mom who was trying to to look at him.
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When Deborah, Ethan and Arin 'went out' about eleven in the morning on Saturday, Puck knew something was up, but played along. Just after eleven-thirty Rachel was digging through her bag for the directions, finding them in her music folder where she originally put them, "finally," she gasped, standing up and handing them to her boyfriend.
Puck glanced at the directions, "oh I know where this is," he handed them back to her, "come on," he motioned towards the door.
Rachel grabbed her purse and the two headed out to his jeep and he drove them over towards Mercedes', finding familiar cars parked along the road as they turned onto her street. There was an open spot just in front of the house, so Puck pulled into it, "okay, look, somethings up and I don't know what it is," he motioned across the street to his dads jeep, with brand new Michigan plates, "so just play along," he commented pointing further ahead to where David's SUV sat.
She looked around, now noticing not only those he pointed out, but Mr. Schuester's car and Emma's were both there. "Um, alright," she nodded, leaning over and pressing a kiss to his lips before she slipped out of the jeep.
Puck smiled and got out, slipping his keys into his pocket as he shut the door and walked around to her, taking her hand as they went up to the front door. Just as he was about to knock, Mercedes pulled the door open with a smile, "about time you two got here," she laughed, stepping aside, "come on in."
The couple stepped inside, and immediately jumped in shock as everyone who was there yelled, "SURPRISE!"
Puck and Rachel both glanced around seeing the lavender and pink baby decorations all over the room and then noticed the banner hanging on one wall saying 'Welcome Abigail Marie.'
"I knew you guys were up to something," Puck smiled glancing at Rachel.
Rachel eyes were looking at everyone, seeing Ethan, Deborah and Arin, her dads, Will, Emma, Burt, the entire Glee Club and some of the band members, but she did notice some faces she didn't recognize, but she figured Puck knew them. "This is all..." She paused, "I don't know what to say."
"Say let's party!" Mercedes laughed from behind her as she nudged the two into the room further.
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After two hours of mingling and playing some cheesy baby shower games, Puck and Rachel sat on the love seat together and gifts were being place in front of them.
"Now are you guys sure that the baby is an Abigail and not an Aaron?" Kurt asked curiously.
"Kurt, we're sure," Puck laughed, "I've seen the ultrasounds."
"Okay, just checking, I mean it's possible for you to think that and then surprise, it's a boy," he commented with a grin.
"It's a girl," Deborah assured everyone, "I've seen the ultrasounds and a nurse knows these things," she laughed.
With that question settled Puck and Rachel started opening gifts. Tearing multi-colored paper off of neatly wrapped boxes or pulling tissue paper off the top of gift bags, the couple was overwhelmed by the selection of items from clothes, blankets, toys and stuffed animals to bottles and pacifiers, diapers and diaper bags, just from the first few gifts, and most of the gifts continued to be more of the same or accessories that could be useful. The clothes would always be used and they knew everything they got could be kept to be used and as Rachel set aside the last gift, she wiped her eyes, "guys this is so much more than we could have asked for, thank you so much," she smiled.
"You're not done yet," Mercedes grinned handing over an envelope. "We told everyone not to get any of the big stuff, like strollers or car seats, you know, cause those are things that you want to pick out, so we all chipped in and got you guys a gift card for them and both of your parents met whatever we came up with," she explained.
Puck was closer so he took the envelope and opened it up, taking out the three gift cards and once he saw the amount for each one, he shook his head, blushing lightly, "wow, thanks guys, you didn't have to do this," he said, "but thank you. This means a lot," he admitted, glancing around at everyone as he handed them over to Rachel so she could see.
Her answer was a shocked expression as she saw just how much they were, three two-hundred dollar gift cards.
...
As the party began to dwindle down and guests started to leave, Puck and Rachel shared hugs or handshakes with them before they left. Most everyone was gone except Finn, Quinn, Kurt, Burt, Rachel's dads, Ethan, Deborah, Arin, Rachel, Puck and Mercedes and her mom. The guys helped take out the gifts to Ethan's jeep and David's SUV, while the girls started to clean up.
Kurt and Burt were the next ones to leave and Rachel felt she should stay to help finish cleaning, but Mercedes' mom assured her it was alright, so thanking the Jones' ladies for the use of their house and for throwing the party, the Puckermans, the Berrys, Finn and Quinn left and went over to the Puckerman's house and carried all the gifts up and put them into the nursery, where the crib and changing tables were sitting, still not put together. "I really need to do that," Puck commented motioning to the two large boxes.
Ethan shrugged, "we can do it tonight if you want. Give us something to do," he replied.
Puck nodded, "that would be cool," Puck smiled at him.
Finn, Quinn, David and Alan stayed until after dinner when Puck and Ethan got out the tools and were heading to the nursery to put together the crib and changing table. Rachel, Arin and Deborah also went up but started to organize the gifts to see just what they had so they knew what they needed.
Starting out with the easier of the two, the crib went together pretty quickly with only the four sides, the base and the legs to put on, but once they started to tackle the changing table, it went from easy to hard with tedious tasks before they could really put together the whole unit.
Finally, between a lot of laughter from all of them, they put the final screw into the table and sat back to admire their work. "You know, this kind of has come full circle, which is weird," Ethan commented leaning back against a bare wall.
"What do you mean?" Rachel asked.
"The last time I put together a crib or changing table, I was doing it by myself, for our son," Ethan replied, motioning to Deborah, "in this very room."
Puck ducked his head with a blush growing on his cheeks, "yeah, I guess it has been a while ago, huh?"
Ethan nodded, "yeah, it has been."
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The shower really hit every at just how close they were to the arrival of Abigail, so Sunday, the Puckermans, Berrys, Quinn and Finn spent the day shopping picking up a set with a car seat and matching stroller, and a rocking chair along with more clothes and things they really did need.
Returning to school on Monday, Rachel was overly excited to show Mercedes, Tina and Kurt what they had gotten on their trip the day before and they were all pleased they were able to get what they wanted from the gift cards, "see that's why we wanted to get you the gift cards. Tina suggested just buying a set we thought you guys would like-" Kurt started.
"But after I thought about it, I figured instead of you guys having to take it back if you didn't like it, if we put our money together and let you guys pick, it would be better all around," Tina explained, cutting Kurt of to finish.
Rachel hugged them all, "thank you, you guys are great."
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Mr. Schuester reminded them during Glee Club practice that afternoon that they had three weeks to master all three songs, vocals and choreography, and though they had 'When You Believe' down, 'Umbrella' and 'I'll Be There For You' were still in the works.
Deborah joined them extremely late from when she normally comes in and Puck saw her looking like she'd seen a ghost, so he went up to her, "mom, what's wrong?" He asked.
"Oh, um, nothing," she shook her head, "well, something. I've just spent the last hour talking with Figgins," she told him.
He eyed her concerned, "about what?"
"Sue resigned," she said softly, but everyone in the choir room heard her and they all gasped.
"Say what? You're talking about Sue, as in, Sue Sylvester?" Mercedes asked.
Deborah nodded, "yeah. I guess she came in this weekend when no one was here, packed up what was hers in her office, which wasn't much since all the trophies and pictures were Cheerios property or property of the school. Then she came in this afternoon, turned in her keys and told Figgins she was leaving for good. Figgins called me into his office just before school got out and offered me the position permanently."
"What did you say?" Santana asked.
"I said yes, I'm the official Cheerio coach now," she commented.
"Please don't start wearing track suits every day," Kurt begged as everyone else congratulated her.
She laughed at Kurt's words and thanked everyone, but looked at Will, "the reason why it took me so long is that I told Figgins that if I took it, there would be some big changes with the Cheerios and he agreed with my suggestions to cut funding for Sue's outrageous ideas and he's decided to give the money to a group that could put it to good use," she explained.
"What group?" Will asked.
"The Glee Club," she finished.
"WHAT?"
Deborah laughed at everyone's shocked faces and nodded, "some of the money that has been going to fund Sue's crazy requests will be now going into the Glee Club for anything you guys need, costumes, music, instruments, anything," she replied, a grin on her face.
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At the weekly Cheerios practice, Deborah made the announcement to the rest of the team; though most of them had found out from one of the Glee girls. Some of them were happy for the changes, but others were concerned. Deborah assured them that they would remain the same team, but wouldn't have all the extra, unnecessary stuff to complicate their lives.
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Wednesday morning, Puck walked into the kitchen of his house in jeans and a t-shirt; Rachel's noticing the color, "Noah, why the green?" She asked liking how the green brought out his eyes.
Puck smirked, walking towards her to look over her clothes she was already dressed in, "you might want to rethink what you're wearing," he commented calmly before reaching out and pinching her shoulder.
"NOAH! What was that for?" She exclaimed jumping up from where she was sitting at the table.
Deborah laughed from the doorway, also dressed in a green shirt and so was Arin. "It's Saint Patrick's Day and you're not wearing any green."
Rachel's eyes darted to the calender and sure enough it was March seventeenth, "I totally forgot," she rubbed her shoulder, "but do you have to pinch so hard?" She asked her boyfriend.
He smirked, "you're the only one I would pinch and you're lucky you were sitting or I would have pinched somewhere else," he moved over and pressed a kiss to her lips.
Rachel closed her eyes as they kissed, but as they pulled away, she smiled, "I better stop on my way to school and change," she murmured.
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Puck missed first period because he had a doctor's appointment with Dr. Stevens; Brad, or Brit's dad. His cover was a 'check-up' from his injury back in November, but Puck had something else he wanted to take care.
Making a pit-stop to the 7-11 on his way to school, he arrived at his locker just as first period ended and kids filled the halls. Stuffing his books for his next class into his backpack, he picked up the two cups he had set inside so they wouldn't spill and closed his locker, heading for Rachel's. She was standing with her back to him, but as he walked up, he smiled, seeing her dressed now in dark blue jeans and a green t-shirt. "Hey babe, nice outfit," he called out, catching her attention, but as soon as she turned to him, at first a smile on her face, it quickly disappeared and the color drained from her face when she saw what was in his hands. Puck saw the change and looked down, dawning on him why she looked like she was going to go hide, "no! Not what you think," he quickly said, "I'm hurt you'd think I'd throw these at you now," he admitted reaching her.
She studied him for a moment, relaxing, "I'm sorry Noah, but it is a reaction that is hard to get rid of. Why do you have two anyway?" She asked softly.
Puck handed off one of the cups, "you like grape, I got you one. I needed something sweet after my appointment since I had blood drawn and stopped at 7-11 on the way here," he assured her, pulling her close to him with his free arm, "I love you, babe, I'll never do that to you again; at least not for the reasons I did it before," he admitted.
She swatted him in the chest, "what's that supposed to mean?"
"Maybe next time it'll be to lick it off you," he murmured in her ear, "just to see how grape tastes on you," he whispered, pulling away to watch the color return to her face, the red standing out from the green shirt.
Rachel ducked her head and rested it against his chest for a moment, "I'm sorry I assumed you were going to throw one on me," she whispered.
He shrugged, "it's alright. I understand how it looked," he admitted pressing a kiss on her forehead before she pulled away to shoulder he bag.
"Why did you have to have blood drawn?" She asked, a look of concern in her eyes as she closed her locker and slipped her free arm around his back.
Puck slid his arm around her shoulders, "just to make sure everything is okay. The x-ray looks good and everything, but he wanted to make sure there isn't anything they are missing," he responded, "please accept that, I don't wanna explain any more," he thought.
"That makes perfect sense," she admitted as they walked into their class together, "thank you for the slushy, Noah," she added having been sipping on it as they walked.
Puck was mostly finished with his so he tossed it into the trash as he entered the classroom, "you're welcome."
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Two weeks to go, and Will was happy with how things were progressing. They had the vocals of every song worked out and the choreography for two of them down, but 'Umbrella' was still giving them some difficulty, but they still had plenty of time to work on it.
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Emma was sitting in her office organizing her desk when someone knocked on her door. Looking up, she saw Coach Tanaka in the doorway, "Ken, what can I do for you?" She asked.
"Uh, can I talk to you?" He asked her.
"Of course," she motioned towards one of the empty seats and he moved inside, taking a seat, "what would you like to talk about?"
"Are you seeing Schuester?" He asked, getting right to the point.
"That is none of your concern, Ken. You broke up with me, remember?" She asked calmly.
"Your damn right it's my concern. He's the reason we broke up in the first place," he snapped.
"No, the reason we broke up is because you were being selfish and refused to change the date, even when you knew that I was going with the Glee Club to chaperone," she said, calmly placing her hands on her desk and folding them together.
"You only want to chaperone because you can be with Schuester, I know that's why you're going!"
Emma shook her head and took a deep breath, "Ken, I think it's time for you to leave now."
"No, I'm not going until you give me a straight answer," he hissed, standing up and leaning over her desk.
"Ken, step back," she said.
"Give me an answer!"
"No, we are not seeing each other. We are friends. He just finalized his divorce a few months ago and is not ready to be in a relationship yet, though we may have one at some point. Now, you have your answer, please leave."
Ken's hands balled together in fists at his side, "oh yeah, well Terri wants him back and she will do anything she can to get him and I'm gonna help her," he hissed, storming out.
Emma stared out of her office in confusion.
Deborah, who's office was across and down the hall a little from Emma's, overheard Ken's loud voice and waited until she saw him storm past before getting up and rushing into Emma's office, "Emma is everything alright?" She asked.
The woman looked up at her, "I'm not quite sure what just happened."
"I heard him snap at you, did he try and hurt you?" Deborah questioned.
"No, he didn't, but he was demanding I tell him if Will and I were seeing each other."
"What did you tell him?"
"I told him we were just friends, but it may turn into more. And then he told me that Terri wants Will back and he's going to help her," she calmly said.
"I know, I heard him say that," Deborah agreed, just as confused as Emma was.
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"I thought dad was coming home today," Arin commented over the dinner table Friday night, one week prior to the Glee Club leaving for Seattle.
"He's not coming home until Sunday, sweetheart. Then he's going to be here for two weeks," Deborah responded.
"You get dad all to yourself when we're in Seattle," Puck responded with a grin.
Arin smiled, "I'd like that, but I don't wanna leave Quinn alone. Could we hang out at Rachel's house while you guys are gone?" She asked.
"You'll have to ask your dad, but my dad's will be alright with it," Rachel smiled, "it will give them all a chance to catch up."
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"Are you sure you want to do this?" Deborah asked Ethan, "I mean, we don't have to rush into this."
Ethan laughed, "you say it like this is a bad thing. It's a great thing, babe," he pressed a kiss to her forehead, "it'll be fun."
"We haven't signed for anything in over ten years, Eth," she whispered.
Wrapping his arms around her body, he held her close to him, "there's nothing to worry about, Deb, I'm here and I'm not going anywhere," he replied.
The couple was standing outside of the Real Estate office that was selling the house across the street from them. Since Ethan had discovered the house was for sale, he contacted the realtor and started the process to buy the house. He wanted to remodel and fix it up to live in, so he, Deborah and Arin could live there, while they gave their son and his family the other house, though that wouldn't be for a few years that they would officially sign it over to them; since Puck and Rachel were still in high school and neither were legal adults yet.
Pulling the door open, Ethan waited for Deborah to step inside before he followed her in and told the secretary at the front who they were there to see and she led them into the realtor's office.
"Deborah, Ethan, nice to see you two again," she said motioning towards the seats by her desk.
They both took seats, "thanks," Ethan nodded.
"I'm still a little foggy on some of the details of all this, so would you mind going over them again," she requested.
"Deborah, our son and daughter live across the street from this house. Right now I'm living in Detroit and I am finally moving back to Lima. I am selling the house I redid for way more than I thought I was going to get for it, so we are going to buy this house so I can work on remodeling it for us and our daughter to live in, so our son, his fiancée and their daughter can live in the house they're in right now," Ethan explained, leaving out the minor details of their kids ages.
"Is the house you're selling already sold or is it waiting to be sold?" She asked.
"It's sold. It closes the end of April," he explained.
She smiled, "excellent. Well," she picked up a stack of papers, "I've got everything ready for you guys to sign. Since you're buying the house as is, after you guys saw it last weekend, the owners are actually willing to drop the price a little because they know you, Deborah and are more than happy to help out so you guys can get the place," she told them.
"That's wonderful," Deborah commented, "I didn't think they could or would do something like that," she admitted.
"When they found out who you were, they wanted to. And even though you're signing the papers today, on the twenty-ninth, they won't be submitted until April first, and will take a month or so to know for sure if things go through, so that works out of your house closes at the end of April."
The couple signed each set of papers she needed them to sign and after an hour, they finished all of the signatures. The realtor gave them copies of everything in a large folder, "I won't know anything for at least two weeks, but if I hear anything before than, who should I call?"
Ethan pointed out the number to call, the number to their house now, and she marked that as the primary contact number before shaking their hands and walking them outside. As soon as she went back inside, Deborah looked at her fiancée, "you know our son is going to freak out when we tell him, right?"
"Probably and I'm sure Rachel will cry, but it's a great way for us to start our new life together," he said hugging her.
Deborah smiled at that and returned his hug, "I just hope Arin doesn't get upset."
"If we were moving away from the street, probably, but it's across the street; not across town," Ethan assured her.
Deborah glanced at her watch, "we should probably go get Arin. It's almost three and I want to be home before Noah and Rachel get back, so I can hide these," she said, "when are we going to tell them?" She asked.
Ethan shrugged his shoulders, "don't know. Over Spring Break after you guys get back from Nationals," he suggested.
...
Thursday night, Puck dropped Rachel off at her house on his way home from school, both needing to finish packing before they left the next day for Seattle.
The old saying, 'no news is good news' didn't help settle Puck's nerves as he waited for the results of the blood test he had two weeks prior. Brad told him could take a few weeks and he had hoped he would get them in the mail before they went to Nationals so he wouldn't have to be worried over their trip.
Pulling up behind his moms car, he parked and got out, noticing his neighbor was getting the mail, so he headed for the mailbox and pulled out their mail, finding a few letters, bills and then he got to the last one from St. Rita's Medical Center addressed to him. Biting his lip he headed inside, finding his parents in the kitchen.
"Noah, what do you have there?" Deborah asked taking the rest of the mail and noticing he still had one in his hand.
"My lab work," he told her, "um, yeah, but I'm afraid to open it."
"Why?" She asked.
Puck looked up at her and then to his dad, "I asked him to do everything."
"Yeah, white blood cell count, cholesterol, blood sugar, all that, right?" She raised a curious eyebrow at him.
"Those and, um," he nervously fidgeted, rubbing his neck.
Ethan took the hint quicker than Deborah had, "Rachel isn't the only person he's slept with, Deb," he said softly.
Puck nodded looking at his dad, "yeah."
It dawned on Deborah just what he was scared of and she reached over and took the envelope from him and opened it, "Brad would not have let you sit for two weeks if there was something wrong," she said softly, opening up the two folded papers and scanning over them. The first page read the typical blood work she had spoken about and she flipped to the second page and saw the results, "they wouldn't have contacted you through the mail if it was serious," she assured him, handing him the papers, open to the second page to let him see.
Puck's eyes scanned over the alphabet soup of abbreviations of all the different things he had been tested for and next to each one the word 'negative' was typed in, but the handwritten note at the bottom was all he needed to see, "Noah, you're clean. Everything is great. I told you there was nothing to worry about and now you have proof. Congrats, Dr. Stevens 'Brit's Dad'." "Oh thank God," Puck sighed in relief, as the weight on his shoulders lightened tremendously.
...
Puck bounced happily on his feet as he knocked on the door at the Berry's about seven that night; he couldn't wait to tell Rachel. Sure, he could have just walked in, but he chose to wait. The door opened and David stood on the other side, "Noah, what are you doing here? I thought you were staying at home tonight," he said stepping aside to let him in.
"I am, but I couldn't wait to tell Rachel something," Puck responded.
"Oh, alright," he laughed a little, "she's up in her room still packing."
Puck nodded and headed up the stairs, "thanks," he called before climbing up the familiar stairs and leaned against the doorway of Rachel's room, watching her rush from her bed where her suitcases were sitting to her bathroom or closet and back to her bed, "busy?" He asked calmly.
Rachel jumped, "Noah! What are you doing here?" She gasped.
"What? I couldn't stop over and see my girlfriend?" He asked curiously as he walked in.
"What? No, I just-"
Puck pulled her into his arms and kissed her lovingly, cutting off her words as he tasted her, his hands pressing into her back gently as he held her against him. Rachel's arms wrapped around his neck as the kissed and she responded with as much passion as he was giving her, surprised, yet enjoying it all the same.
Giving in to the need for air, he reluctantly broke their kiss, taking a few deep breaths as he looked at her, "I couldn't wait to tell you the good news," he whispered.
Rachel blinked as she relaxed, "what news?" She asked softly.
Puck smiled, "remember two weeks ago when I had that doctor's appointment and I said I had some blood drawn?" He asked. At her nod, he continued, "well, even though I needed it done anyway, I asked him to test everything," he whispered the last few words as he pulled the envelope from his pocket.
Rachel's eyes focused on the white envelope he was holding to her and she took it, looking at him once more before taking the papers out and reading over the first page, smiling at all the normal levels he had and then flipped to the second page, catching the hand written note first. Her eyes read over it twice just to understand the words and then scanned over the lists and saw all the same mix up of letters he had, but several stood out and all of the notes next to them were 'negative', "oh, Noah," she gasped, looking up at him, "you asked him to do this?"
Nodding, he smiled, brushing his hand along her cheek, "yeah. You've never been with anyone except me and you know I have, so I did it for us. I wanted to make sure I couldn't hurt you," he whispered, "I would never forgive myself if I had something, didn't know about it and gave it to you. Now we know there isn't anything standing between us, medically at least. I know we still have a lot of bumps in the road, but this isn't one of them anymore."
Rachel choked back a sob as she slid her arms around his waist and hugged him tight, "I love you, Noah," she cried.
Puck smiled, running his hand through her hair as he held her, pressing a kiss on her forehead, "I love you, too, Rachel, always will."
"It's customary if you're going to make-out to close the -" Quinn's words cut off quickly when they jumped apart and she saw Rachel's red eyes and the paperwork in her hand, "is everything alright?" She asked now concerned.
Puck motioned for Quinn to step into the room and once she was close enough, Puck took the results from Rachel and handed them to her, "in case your were curious," he said softly.
"Why would I need-" Again, Quinn's comment disappeared as she read over the lists of tests and the results and then read and re-read the doctor's note at the bottom. Blinking her eyes, she smiled and handed them back, "that's great. Congrats," she replied. "I actually was curious, but I didn't know how to ask you," she admitted.
Puck nodded and took the papers placed them back into the envelope, "considering I got you pregnant, I also wanted you to know so you didn't worry about anything," he told her.
"Thanks," Quinn nodded, glancing at Rachel's bed, "not done packing?" She asked.
"Gah!" Rachel exclaimed dashing back to her bed to start organizing her things. "I'm not ready! I can't believe I waited until the last minute to pack!"
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A/N4: Just as I was getting close to finishing this edit, my cousin called. I still live my parents and my mom answered the phone... This was not a call I wanted to get, but now I'm having déjà vu. I felt like this was coming, and as soon as I heard my mom say, "oh my God!" I knew something was wrong... Long story shot, my cousin's wife committed suicide today... They've been split up for a few months and she went to his house, got one of his guns, went back to her place and... yeah... so... this update... and you may be reading a lot more from me in the next few days so I can keep myself focused on something else. I'm hurting because I knew her, but I'm not like hysterically upset, because we weren't close. I am very worried for my cousin and their 10 year old daughter. This isn't the first time I've dealt with suicide; this time was the closest to my family. My junior year of high school a guy in my same grade committed suicide and though I didn't know him personally several of my friends did so it was a hard time at school for several weeks. His locker was right down from mine so I walked past it every day, seeing the black handwriting on it as people signed it and left roses and things taped to it... Sorry, I'm babbling. Hope you liked this chapter. Spent most of my day off writing the next two parts and though they need a lot of editing, I'm going to have them posted soon. I even got started on the 'drama' so that's coming and should last, uh, 2-3 parts.