Beginning Our Life
Last Time: Puck went out to breakfast with Santana, accidentally missing a doctor appointment with Sarah who was furious and therefore broke up with him. Finn had all the graduates come back to visit New Directions which put Sarah and Puck in distraught. Puck decided to sing to Sarah who sang to him in return. After singing, Sarah ran out of the room and away from her ex. 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 Road That Leads To You
Puck's Point of View
"Hey, alright, let's take a break," Finn said while stopping the music.
We were on stage practicing and practicing Gangnam Style for sectionals. Despite just helping out, it was brutal; not to mention hot.
Jake fell to his knees, "I think I'm dying."
I chuckled and sat next to him, "Come on, you're doing great."
"Shut up," Jake muttered, putting his head against his legs, "This sucks."
Marley came over and sat down, leaning against Jake, "I'm so tired," she gasped.
I looked her over to see she seemed sick. I could practically see the bones sticking out of her face. Plus, she was covered in sweat, even more so than Jake. She was way out of breath as well, even more than Jake who's dance with Brittany is ten times harder than anything she's doing; not to be biased.
"You alright?" I asked.
"Mhmm," she breathed.
I reached behind me to grab Jake's sweat towel and tossed it at her, "Here, not to be mean, but you're a wreck."
Jake grabbed the towel and started wiping her face for her, "Want some water? You're sweating way too much. How about a granola bar?"
"No," Marley automatically answered, "I'm fine."
"No, you're not," I pulled Jake's whole backpack over and grabbed out a water bottle and granola bar, "Eat," I set them in front of her.
Marley grabbed the water and took a small sip, "Thank you," she whispered as Jake continued caring for her.
"Sure," I said while staring at her, wincing at how she reminded me of Sarah.
"Puck, can I talk to you?"
I looked up at Sam, "Sure, sit."
"Um," Sam glanced behind him where I could see Sarah, sitting at the edge of the stage with Mercedes and Tina, watching us, "Can it be in private?"
I slowly nodded while standing. I led Sam to the wings, "What's up?"
He stuck his hand out where a folded piece of paper was clenched, "This is for you."
I took it, "What is it?"
"It's a note from Sarah," Sam muttered, "She gave it to me last night when I went over Brittany's where she was too. They'd been working on it for a while, I guess. She doesn't really want anyone knowing, well, besides me, you, and Britt of course."
I unfolded it, "You know what it says?"
"No," he shook his head, "They wouldn't say."
"And why can't anyway else know?" I asked, glancing down at the paper just to see my name at the top.
Sam stepped forward and lowered his voice, "Sarah's messed up, she really misses you, but doesn't want the other girls knowing since they're so set on you punishing you for your mistake."
I groaned, "Thanks."
He clapped my shoulder, "Good luck."
I nodded and lowered myself to the ground, finally reading the letter:
Noah,
I love you so much, please know that. No matter what happened, I will always love you. You are my first everything. No one's ever made me feel like you do. I want to talk to you. I need to talk to you. I love you.
Sarah
P.S. Brittany says hi and that she loves you too
I crumpled the note and threw it. As much as I wanted to talk to her, it didn't feel right for her to be begging for me when she was the one who cut the ties. I reluctantly crawled over and grabbed the paper, stuffing it in my pocket before standing up and making my way back over to Jake and Marley.
"You two ready?" I winced at the gruffness of my voice.
They nodded and Marley ran off to Santana leaving Jake with the granola bar-still wrapped-in his hand.
I nodded towards it, "Why didn't you make her eat?"
He glanced down at his hand and shrugged, "She didn't want-"
"She's sick or something," I hissed, "She's obviously not ok. Don't make the same mistake I did."
He nodded, "Alright, I gotcha."
There was a sudden scream from the other side of the stage. I turned away from Jake to see Sarah doubled over whimpering. Sam's hand was on her back, "What's wrong? Tell me, Sars. What's wrong?"
I felt frozen in my spot, especially when I heard Sarah breathe, "I think I just had a contraction."
The silence was deafening. My mind filled with images of Quinn screaming and rolling around on that hospital bed in agony. I couldn't watch that again. The reality of this whole situation suddenly hit me like a ton of bricks.
I broke out of my thoughts when Jake's hand found its way to the small of my back and pushed forward, "Go," he whispered.
I shook my head, "I can't."
"Yes, yes you can, come on," Jake pushed again, this time grabbing my elbow as well and practically dragging me over to Sarah and Sam.
Sarah was breathing harshly, holding onto Sam and Finn's hands as if her life depended on it.
"Noah," she whimpered.
That cracked my worries and forced me forward to grab her into my arms, "It's alright, I'm right here."
"I'm scared Noah," Sarah whispered into my shoulder, "He's not supposed to come for another couple months."
"I know, I know, but I bet it's nothing," I breathed while stroking her hair.
"We should probably head to the ER, like now," Finn muttered so only I could hear.
I nodded over Sarah's head, 'I know,' I mouthed. I bent down so Sarah and I were eye level, "Sarah, look at me, babe, look here," she blinked back her tears and looked up, "We have to go to the doctors and find out what's going on-"
She cried harder and doubled over again, "No! I can't! I'm not ready, I wasn't going to be ready until January 14th!"
"I know," I said into her hair.
"You can't make me, Noah, you can't," Sarah cried, "We're not even dating, you have no control over me."
Subconsciously, I jerked backwards, but came back, "I'm sorry."
Quinn walked over and gently set her hand on Sarah's shoulder, "Sars, listen to me, there's nothing to be scared of, everything's going to be ok. If we get there fast enough, and you are in labor, they can get you the meds and everything'll be ok. I'll stay with you the entire time, if you'd like."
"And Noah," Sarah glanced up, "He has to be there too."
I felt a smile tug at my lips, as did Quinn's, as she carefully pulled Sarah from my embrace, "Let's get going then. I'll sit in the back of your car with you and Noah will drive, alright?" Quinn asked.
"Mhmm," Sarah shakily grabbed onto Quinn's arm. She turned back to me, "Are you coming?"
I smiled, "Of course," I grabbed her hand, only slightly wincing at her tight grip.
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"It hurts!" Sarah screamed as Jake and I half ran/half walked while carrying her into the hospital.
"I hate you," Jake grunted behind Sarah's back.
I narrowed my eyes at him, "Remind me to not help you when you knock Marley up."
Jake glared at me, "I'm not an idiot, unlike you."
"Really?" I asked, "Cause I know you're just jealous of-"
"Shut up! Both of you!" Sarah yelled as we made our way through the doors.
"You're stressing her out even more!" Quinn added
We ran up to the desk, slightly being pushed off balance as Finn shot ahead of us, "My sister's in labor, fix her."
The secretary laughed softly before stopping quickly, "Alright, I just need you to fill out-"
"We don't have time!" I yelled, "She's not due for another month and a half, something's not right."
"Calm down, please, I'm going to bet it's just false labor, but in case you're right, follow me," the lady stood.
"Where?" Jake whispered.
Sarah's foot kicked down between Jake's legs. He grunted in pain and stumbled backwards.
"Careful!" I worked to balance us out again.
The door to the side swung open and the woman stepped out, "Down here, I called one of the ER doctors from upstairs, they'll be here in a second."
A sob escaped Sarah's lips as Jake and I hurried down the hall with Quinn on our tails.
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The doctor left the room, leaving Quinn and I to stare at each other as Sarah shifted around on the bed, "Are one of you going to help me get undressed or not?" she asked.
Quinn broke from my glare, "Seeing as he's your ex and I'm one of your best friends, I'll help."
Sarah slowly nodded, but I couldn't help to notice the look of disappointment flash across her face before Quinn pulled the curtains around the bed.
I shrugged off my jacket and tossed it on a chair while leaning against the wall. I could barely hear their conversation behind the thin curtain.
"How are you feeling?" Quinn whispered
"Uncomfortable. I just want to know what's wrong," Sarah breathed.
"Everything's going to be ok, I promise. Whether these are just fake or the real deal, you and Baby Hudson are going to be fine," Quinn told her.
"Baby Puckerman," Sarah corrected, "Just because we're broken up for now doesn't mean Nathan's name changes."
I smirked while hearing Quinn sigh. There was a ruffle of clothing and a quick intake of breath.
"It hurts," Sarah whimpered.
"I know," Quinn breathed, "It's ok, everything'll be-what's that? Is this the necklace Puck got you for Valentine's Day? Why are you wearing this?"
"Give it back!" Sarah yelled quietly.
I looked up to see the shadow of Quinn holding a chain with a distinct heart in the air while Sarah's arms reached up to try and grab it.
"You can't wear this! He cheated on you."
"No, he didn't, now give it back."
"No! I'm giving this back to Grace when she comes."
"Come on, I know for a fact that you still have one of Puck's old t-shirts from when you stayed with him for when you sleep. I saw it when I slept over your house and I was trying to find some socks."
Now a smirk was definitely across my face. Take that Quinn, I knew you missed me. I walked over and pulled open the curtain just enough to stick my head in, "I can hear every word you ladies are saying."
Quinn gasped and blushed before muttering, "I hate you."
Sarah laughed and caught my eye, "Can we talk?" she whispered.
"Yeah," I nodded while walking in further, softly hitting Quinn's shoulders with my own, "Out Fabray, you heard my baby mama."
She just shook her head while dropping the locket to the bed before leaving the room quietly.
I picked up the necklace and sat on the mattress, "How're you doing?"
Sarah played with the neck of her hospital gown, "Alright, it still hurts."
"I bet," I set my free hand down on her knee, "Wanna tell me why you still wear the locket?"
She bit her lip and looked down, "I don't know."
"Yes, you do," I teased, "Come on, tell me," I said softly.
Sarah sighed, "I missed you like crazy," she looked up, "Did you read my note?"
I reached in my pocket and pulled it out, "Yeah, next time, say it to my face."
Sarah blushed, "I'm sorry, I was just scared."
"Of what?" I asked.
"That you hated me and would tell me to go away," a tear dripped down her cheek.
"Hey, hey, I could never ever hate you," I grabbed her hand, "Seriously, I could never hate you. I don't care if you broke up with me, I'd always love you," I gently wiped under her eye with my thumb, "So what'd you wanna talk about?"
Sarah clenched up in pain for a second before letting out a deep breath, "I think we were better as a team, if you know what I mean."
I chuckled, "Yeah, I know what you mean, but can you-"
"Alright, so what have we got here?" Dr. Ashton asked as she walked in.
I tried hiding my groan as I stood and moved to the side so the doctor could do her thing. So close. We were so close! Sure, we're probably together, but she never actually said the words.
I tuned into their conversation just in time to hear Dr. Ashton say, "I'm going to run some tests, but I am 90 percent sure these are just Braxton Hicks contractions."
"And the other ten percent?" I asked.
Dr. Ashton turned to me, "There's a chance that Sarah's going into premature labor. I'll be right back."
As the doctor left, I looked at Sarah to see her start to whimper. I hurriedly sat next to her and pulled her in my arms, "Shh, it's alright, everything's ok."
"How do you know? You're not a doctor," Sarah cried into my shoulder.
I kissed the top of her head, "I might not be smart, but I do know enough math to understand that 90 is greater than 10."
She laughed softly and wiped her eyes, "I know, but still..."
"I know," I whispered, "But trust me, everything's going to be ok."
Sarah wrapped her arms around my neck and hugged me tightly, "Thank you."
I hugged her back, "No problem."
She gasped and squeezed tighter. I heard her start to breathe hard as she buried her face in my neck.
I placed my hand on her stomach and started rubbing small circles, "Come on, buddy, you got stay in there for just a couple more weeks. Mom and Dad aren't ready yet, so the longer you wait, the better you'll be taken care of. Don't worry, though, no matter when you come, we'll love you." I felt a hard kick against my hand and winced. Sarah let out a small cry and a couple tears dripped on my skin. I ran my hands up her back, "I'm right here, don't worry, I'm right here."
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A/N: Alright, so they're not officially back together, but you can see they're on their way. I decided to end this one on a sort of cliffhanger instead of an extra long chapter. What'd you think? Do you think Sarah's in labor or is it just a false alarm? PLEASE REVIEW with any questions, comments, concerns, or suggestions! I love to hear your thoughts!
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Dance-sing-live - Don't worry! They're making their way back!
FinchelFan728 - Thank you!
smilin steph - But I hope you liked it!
Tyra - Well, I hope you still enjoyed!
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Sneak Peak: I softly pushed open the door and sighed at the sight in front of me. Noah was holding one of Sarah's hands in both of his with his head leaning against them. The two of them were asleep and snoring lightly. Not that I blame them, they were put through so much the past couple hours.
The rest of the crazy day is revealed next chapter!
