Beginning Our Life
Last Time: Sarah helped Puck with the double date and set Finn up with her old friend. The problem was the girl was exactly like Rachel, which scared Finn. Carole and Kurt were mad at Sarah that she put Finn through that. Sarah told Puck her pregnancy is starting to get in the way of some of the stuff she likes to do. And that's what you missed on Beginning Our Life.
Disclaimer: I don't own Glee or any songs that I may put in here.
The Next Step
Puck's Point of View
I poured Grace a glass of apple juice to go with her lunch, "Do you want anything else?"
"Nope," Grace said through a mouth full of sandwich.
"Close your mouth," Sarah scolded.
Grace swallowed before sticking her tongue out.
I put the cup down and gently hit the back of her head, "Don't do that. Apologize."
Grace glared at me, but turned back to Sarah, "I'm sorry."
The door bell rang and Kurt came running out of nowhere, "I got it!"
I sat next to Sarah, "Is he waiting for something?"
Sarah shrugged and opened her mouth to answer when Grace butt in, "He ordered stuff for his college dorm."
"Why are you such a brat today?" I asked.
"Why are you so mean?" Grace shot back.
"I haven't said anything mean to you today," I answered.
Grace nodded, "Mhmm! You yelled at me to say 'sorry' to Sarah."
"You guys, please stop," Sarah said softly, "All you do is fight."
I shut my mouth and Grace looked down at her drink. I instantly felt bad by the look on Sarah's face, she looked exhausted as she rubbed soft circles on her stomach.
Kurt came slowly walking in, "Here," he passed Sarah a big brown box, "It's for you."
Sarah stared at the box, "Really?"
Kurt nodded and pointed at the sticker in the middle, "Sarah Hudson, right there."
"Right," Sarah whispered, "I wonder who it's from."
Kurt shrugged while leaving the room, "It's from New York."
"Open it!" Grace yelled and jumped from her seat to run around the table, "But who do we know that lives in New York?"
I felt the blood drain from my face, "Sarah, is this about that phone call the other day?"
Sarah looked up at me, "I don't know," she stood up, "I'm gonna go in my room."
Grace and I watched her grab a pair of scissors before leaving the kitchen.
Grace stomped her foot, "I wanted to see what was inside."
I let out a deep breath, "Finish your lunch."
Grace groaned, "I don't want to. I want to see what Sarah's doing."
I softly pushed her back to her seat, "Eat your lunch and I'll go check on her."
Grace grumbled under her breath, something that sounded like 'Bossy bossy,' but sat down and took a bite of her PB&J.
I chuckled while walking out and down the hall to mine and Sarah's room. I hesitated before just pushing open the door. I wasn't surprised to see that she wasn't right in there, instead the closet door was closed. I went over and slowly slid open the doors. Sarah was sitting in the middle of the floor, the box open next to her with some of the stuff in her lap.
"Hey," I said softly while closing the doors again.
Sarah jumped while covering whatever was in her arms, "What are you doing in here?"
"I came to see what you were doing. Is everything ok?" I sat next to her.
"Yeah, just looking at some baby stuff," Sarah mumbled.
"Really?" I put my hand out to try and grab what I now noticed were magazine clippings, "Were these in the box?"
Sarah jerked slightly away, "Yeah."
"Oh," my hand fell on her thigh, "Can't I see?"
Sarah shrugged and pushed the papers on my lap while going through the box.
I stared at the glossy pages. Looking up at me were different pictures of nurseries for both boys and girls, "Who gave this to you?"
Sarah didn't answer and instead just threw a card over her shoulder.
I picked it up and flipped to the inside where there was a message written under a picture of a baby bottle.
Sarah, I'm sorry I can't be there to help you plan for Baby Puckerman, so I'm sending all this to you instead. They're different nursery ideas, baby names, comparisons of different supplies; everything you're going to need to prepare for the baby. Please call me with any decisions you make. Personally, I love nursery number 3 for boys and 8 for girls, the idea of glass bottles, green and brown clothes for boys while purple and white for girls, and the names Jonathan and Kristen. I'll talk to you soon! With Love, Rachel Berry
I looked up at Sarah, "Seriously? Are you really gonna listen to her?"
Sarah shrugged and continued staring down at the list of baby names on her lap.
"Sarah," I let out a nervous laugh, "Don't let Berry control our baby."
"But Noah!" Sarah threw down the paper, "We have nothing! We haven't thought about clothes or bottles or nurseries! We barely have a name picked out!" tears formed in her eyes and her breathing turned into quick shallow breaths, "Where are we going to put him? We'll probably fight about him again! I can't do that! I can't fight with you! But we need to figure this all out!" she burst into tears and hid her face in her hands.
"Sarah," I whispered, "Look at me."
Sarah shook her head, but her tears quieted down.
"Ok then," I sighed and scooted closer to her, gently putting a hand on the small of her back, "Sarah, everything's going to be ok because guess what? We have until January to plan for him! That's amazing because it gives us enough time to buy clothes and diapers and paint the nursery-"
"Where?" Sarah hiccuped, "Where will he go?"
I bit my lip and looked around, getting an idea, "Here, Sars, the baby can go in here."
Sarah looked up, "I know he'll live here, but where? Noah, he needs a room."
"Yeah, yeah, but look," I smiled, "Your closet! It's big enough for a baby's room! By the time he's old enough for a bigger room, we'll have enough money for an actual house."
Sarah wiped her eyes, "I guess."
I hugged her, "This is great! One step down."
"No," Sarah groaned while pulling away, "We have to paint in here and get baby stuff and probably a vent or something so he can breathe."
I nodded, "I can do that. There's already a vent in here, maybe I can get some sort of air conditioner or heater too," I wiped away Sarah's tears, "We can do this. Everything will get done. I promise."
Sarah fell forward on my chest, "I'm sorry. Rachel got me stressed."
"She usually does," I muttered and rubbed her back.
Sarah giggled, "Wanna see what she sent?"
"Sure," I groaned and reached around her to pull the box closer, "What's in here?"
Sarah sat up and moved on my lap, "She sent all these lists and pictures and charts and..." She stopped moving around in the box.
"What?" I asked and tried to see.
Sarah slowly lifted out a gold rectangular present, "And this."
"What do you think it is?" I grabbed it and shook it.
Sarah took it out of my hands, "A book?"
"Boring," I started going through the box some more as Sarah carefully unwrapped the present. I noticed a list labeled 'Baby Names.' I read through it:
Girls: Barbara, Idina, Patty, Fanny, Kristen
Boys: Jonathan, Toby, Tony, Raoul
The boy names weren't bad, except Raoul. At least I'm not having a girl this time around.
"Wow," Sarah whispered.
"What?" I looked up.
"It's a book for him," Sarah breathed while flipping the pages, "I'm supposed to fill out facts about the pregnancy all the way through his first year."
"Mmm," I looked back to the box, "Cool."
"Do you want to fill it out together?" Sarah asked quietly.
I glanced at her to see her gently flipping through the pages, "Do you want me to help you fill it out?"
Sarah shrugged, "I don't know, maybe it would mean more to him if his dad helped since he's a boy and your a boy..."
I chuckled, "You sure? You haven't checked in a while."
Sarah hit my shoulder, "Shut up."
"And I'm not a boy," I whispered before leaning down and kissing her throat, "I'm a man."
Sarah laughed harder and pushed me away, "Stop, Grace or Kurt or anyone could come in at any moment."
"I don't care," I groaned against her neck.
"Later," Sarah breathed, "I promise."
I smiled and pulled back, "So, you said you wanted to paint a nursery?"
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Sarah and I stood in front of the paint section at Home Depot, her looking at the magazine clippings from Rachel while I stared at all the different paint colors.
"There's so many different options that Rachel gave us," Sarah muttered.
"We don't have to do something Rachel picked out," I told her.
Sarah shrugged, "I do like some of the ideas though."
I nodded and pointed to the blue and brown striped room with different animals around it, "I like this one."
"Yeah, me too," Sarah smiled, "But it seems too traditional."
"Ok," I sighed, "What about this one?" I pointed towards a picture with the green room that had some trees and letters scattered about.
Sarah looked up at me with an even larger smile, "I was hoping you'd pick that one."
I smiled back, "So are we getting those colors then?"
Sarah nodded, "This is our first real decision that we've made together."
"Alright, what do we need?" I asked.
Sarah stepped forward and went through the greens, "How's this one?"
I looked at the picture, "Yeah, looks the same."
"Ok," Sarah grabbed a brown, "What about this for the tree?"
I quickly looked up, "What?"
"The tree," Sarah rolled her eyes, "Like the one in the picture," she pointed towards the clipping.
"Umm," I looked down at the picture, there was no way I'd be able to paint that.
"I'll do it myself then," Sarah turned back to the paint colors, "I can do the whole room by myself."
I sighed, "Sarah, don't do this."
"Do what Noah?" Sarah asked coldly.
I was scared by her sudden change, "What's wrong?"
"You don't want to help," Sarah continued staring at the colors.
"I never said that, Sars, please, I don't want to fight. I'll paint the tree," I finished softly.
Sarah spun around, "Really?"
I tried to hide my shock, "Yeah, isn't that what you wanted?"
Sarah nodded.
"Then I'll do it," I grinned.
Sarah turned back around, but not before I could hear a soft, "Thank you."
I shook my head, these mood swings were going to kill me.
~~~~~GLEE~~~~~
I finished putting down all the paint cloths and tape as Sarah stood behind me after folding all her clothes and putting them in containers since we didn't have a closet for her yet.
"Puck," Sarah called.
"Yeah," I turned around.
"I have some of your clothes here. What do you want me to do with them?" she had a hint of a smile on her face.
I smirked, "Just put them with yours."
Sarah nodded and did as I said while laughing softly.
I watched her, "What's so funny?"
Sarah came over and hugged me tightly, "I don't know. It's just me and you being together after everything we've been through. It's kinda funny. Plus I realized most of your clothes that are in here are your boxers and pants, there's just one shirt. It's like you don't even wear clothes when you're with me."
I kissed her with a chuckle, "You're weird, you know that?"
"Mhmm," Sarah smiled and stepped back, "Come on, we have a nursery to paint."
I grabbed a paint brush and started painting one of the trees I taped in the corner. I heard Sarah grunt and turned to see her struggling to get a paint can open.
"Oh, hey, let me do that," I walked over and quickly opened the can for her.
Sarah crossed her arms, "I could have done that."
I raised my eyebrows while pouring the paint into the container so we could roll it on the walls.
"Seriously, Puck, don't treat me like a cripple," Sarah continued.
I straightened up, "Sarah, you've never opened a paint can before, you've never even painted a room. Let me get you started."
"Fine," Sarah muttered, "Thank you then."
"Yup," I passed her the roller, "You know what to do?"
Sarah rolled her eyes, "Yes."
"Alright," I went back in my corner and continued what I left as Sarah started painting the wall.
"Puck," Sarah said softly after a while.
"What?" I looked up from the second tree.
"Am I doing this right?" Sarah asked as she stared at the wall.
I looked at it, "Yeah, it looks fine."
"Well, come here and look closer," Sarah said.
"Um, ok," I walked next to her and looked at the wall, "Yeah, like I said Sarah, it's good."
Before I could even breathe after finishing my sentence, Sarah ran a wet paint brush down the side of my face, stopping just above my shirt collar.
"Oops," Sarah whispered.
I slowly turned my head to look at her, "What was that?"
"An accident," Sarah smiled softly.
I bent down and picked up the roller, "Oops," I whispered after rolling the green paint up her arm.
Sarah giggled and painted my arm, "Now we're even."
"What?" I laughed, "That's not even," I rolled up her other arm, "Now that's even."
Sarah laughed and picked up another brush, "To make it fair," she explained.
I laughed and grabbed her by the waist, "In what world is that fair?"
Sarah shrugged in my arms, "You're stronger than me."
I lifted up my brush and traced it down her nose then cheek with a chuckle.
Sarah screamed and pushed against my chest, getting paint on my black t-shirt in the process, to try and get away from me.
I held her tighter, "Nope, you started this, I'm finishing it."
Sarah laughed and screamed as I painted up and down her arms. I finally let her and my brushes go only to have the green paint splatter across me.
"Hey!" I tried to cover my face.
Sarah grabbed my hands, "Don't hide you're face, it's too pretty."
I laughed, "Pretty? I'm pretty?"
Sarah laughed herself, "Yup."
I squirmed my hands out of her grasp and instead gripped her wrists tightly, making her drop the paint brushes and cover our bare feet in green and brown paint. I leaned down so we were eye level, "Now you put us off schedule."
Sarah held back a giggle, "Since when have you cared about being on a schedule?"
I shrugged, "Since my girlfriend freaked out this morning about not having anything ready for the baby."
Sarah blushed slightly, "Sorry about that."
"It's no problem," I whispered before kissing her softly.
Sarah's hands ran up my back, "And I'm sorry about getting paint on you," she breathed against my lips.
"See," I pulled back, "Now that is a problem."
Sarah laughed and put her head forward on my shoulder, "I'm sorry."
"Nope," I took another step back, "My clothes are ruined and I'm sticky with paint."
Sarah put her hands on her waist, "Now you're acting like Kurt."
I laughed and reached forward to grab her waist, gently tickling her sides, "Apologize."
Sarah laughed and squirmed away, "I did."
"Again," I chuckled and held her against me.
"I'm sorry," Sarah breathed once she stopped laughing.
"That's right," I stated.
Sarah went into another fit of laughter and I couldn't help but join her.
There was a knock on the wall and we turned to see Finn and Grace standing where the closet door used to be.
"Can we help?" Grace asked.
"Sure," I smiled.
Finn came and picked up a paint brush from the ground, "What were you guys doing?"
"Painting," Sarah laughed.
Finn smirked, "Sure."
"You were painting each other," Grace giggled.
"Yeah, we were," I ran one of my paint covered fingers down her cheek.
"Noah!" Grace screeched.
Within seconds, the four of us were in a whole new paint fight. I looked up from where I was sitting on Grace to see Finn holding Sarah under his arm painting her her neck. I laughed and got up to help her.
Sarah laughed, "Thanks."
"Not fair," Finn crossed his arms, but smiled all the same.
Grace came behind him and splattered paint across his back with a giggle.
"Oh, that's it," Finn lunged behind himself and grabbed Grace around the waist who screamed in response.
I kissed Sarah as our siblings got in a new fight.
Sarah let out a breath as she pulled away, "We're gonna finish, right."
"Oh yeah," I smiled, "We're gonna finish and you know what we'll end up with?"
Sarah shook her head with a hint of a grin.
"One awesome name," I kissed her, "An amazing nursery," another kiss, "Tons of clothes and other stuff," kiss, "And the best kid in the entire world."
Sarah laughed, "Promise?"
I hit my forehead against her's, "Promise."
~~~~~GLEE~~~~~
A/N: What'd you think? If you want to see what the nursery will look like, I have the link if you'd like it. I want to thank dance-sing-live for the idea of painting the nursery and Madie for the Rachel name ideas. You guys are the best! I'm still open to suggestions because I feel terrible for not being able to constantly come up with ideas. PLEASE REVIEW with any questions, comments, concerns, or suggestions! I love hearing from you all!
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dance-sing-live - I hope I did your ideas justice!
FinchelFan728 - Don't worry, there's hope!
Tyra - Lol, neither did I, but it was fun.
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Sneak Peak: I slowed my swing as Puck walked away. Seriously? He was doing this again? It went so well last time.
Two redos take place next chapter! Hopefully they go better this time around...
