Beginning Our Life

Last Time: Puck told Jake that Marley's anorexic and that he should do something about it. Sarah and the baby are safe, but she's on bed rest after Sectionals. Puck proposed to Sarah only to have her turn him down for now. And that's what you missed on Beginning Our Life.

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I'm Here

Grace's Point of View

Mom held my hand as we left the auditorium. Dad was to my side with Sammie in his arms. We were weirdly quiet compared to everyone else around us. Sarah and Finn lost. Marley fell, so Jake and that other boy grabbed her and ran off the stage with everyone behind them.

"Where's Noah?" I asked.

"I noticed him run out with the others after the glee club left," Dad told me.

I nodded.

Mom gently pulled me to the side of the hallway, "Let's wait here for the others and then we'll go home and have Thanksgiving dinner. How's that sound?"

"Good," I whispered.

Noah and Sarah were holding hands as the walked up to us a couple minutes later. Sarah looked pretty upset even with Noah whispering stuff in her ear.

I ran over to them and hugged them tightly, "Sarah, you were the best up there."

She laughed softly, "Thanks Gracie."

I smiled, "Is Finn coming?"

"Yeah, he just wanted to talk to Mr. Schue first," Noah put a hand on my shoulder and steered me back to Mom, Dad, and Sammie.

Sarah followed and silently grabbed Sammie from Dad's arms. She hugged our sister tightly and placed a small kiss on her forehead.

Noah sighed and gave Sarah a quick side hug.

I was suddenly swept off my feet and squeezed tightly. I squeaked as I heard Finn's voice say, "Hey there, kid." He set me back down with a laugh.

I turned around and pushed him, "That wasn't nice; you scared me!"

Finn chuckled, "Well, I'm sorry."

Sarah was glaring at him from her spot firmly planted between Mom and Noah.

Dad put an arm out and pulled Finn and I closer to him, "Alright, time for some good Thanksgiving dinner."

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Dad set the turkey down on the table, "Who wants the first piece?"

I glanced around the table at the still upset Sarah, disappointed Finn, and quiet Noah, "I'll have it."

Dad nodded and passed me a slice, "Here you go, Gracie."

I smiled while I started cutting it up.

"Hold on, we have to say what we're thankful for," Mom interrupted.

We all looked up at her, "Really?" Sarah asked, "I'm not in the mood."

"Sars, there's always next year," Noah told her.

"But I want glee this year," Sarah whined, "I want to hold the Regionals trophy again, I want to sing an award winning solo, I want to go to some great city where I can dance on stage with my friends and win Nationals."

"Well, until next year, how about you join some other club?" Noah asked.

"What?" Finn yelled at the same time Sarah dropped her fork, "Excuse me!"

"Oh my God," Mom whispered.

Sarah glared at Noah, "And what am I supposed to do, Puck? Join the Cheerios? The volleyball team? No because what club is going to want a pregnant girl?"

"Why does it matter when you're going to be a mom?" I spoke up.

Sarah looked at me, "What?"

"You're going to be a mom, right? Shouldn't you be happy because of it?" I asked.

A small smile went on Noah's face, "Grace is right, Sarah you have to think about Nathan now that your time in glee is up."

"Glee is not over," Finn shook is head, "You guys are crazy, it'll keep going this year."

"Honey, I don't think so," Mom said softly.

Finn slumped in his seat, "Whatever."

"This is fun," Dad muttered.

"Pass the potatoes," Noah said.

Dad chuckled, "Here."

"Can I have the corn please, Mom?" I smiled.

She nodded, "But first-"

"Are you really going to make us do this?" Finn grumbled while poking at his cranberry sauce.

"Yes," Mom stated, "Burt, how about you go first?"

Dad nodded, "Alright, I'm thankful for my family and that's including everyone here; Finn, Sarah, Sammie, Puck, Grace, and of course Kurt in New York."

"Sammie's not here," I laughed, "She's sleeping."

"It's the thought that counts," Dad smiled.

"I'll go next," Mom said, "So I am thankful for this past year and that's including my family getting bigger with Noah, Grace, and Sammie, my boys graduating, my daughters being happy and healthy, and my wonderful husband."

"Gross," Finn sat up, "Alright, I guess it's my turn. I'm thankful for music because no matter what you all think, it's never leaving."

Noah glanced at him and gave a small nod of approval before turning to the rest of us, "I'm thankful for all of you, my own kids, my new home and brother, and health, happiness and whatever else goes on that normal, predictable list."

Sarah finally smiled and kissed his cheek, "I'm thankful for my boyfriend, my son, my parents, my sisters, my brothers, and that I'm perfectly healthy with a bright future."

"Ugh, that's good," I muttered, "I don't know what to say."

"Copy everyone else," Noah suggested.

I rolled my eyes, "That's what my teacher would call plagiarizing."

Noah laughed, "Come to me next time you have an essay and I'll teach you how to get away with that."

"Noah," Mom scolded.

"You can do it," Dad smiled at me, "Come on, I'm getting hungry."

I laughed, "Ok, I'm thankful for laughing and food and Noah and Sammie and Sarah and Beth and Mom and Dad and Finn and Kurt and my bed and my blankets and water and singing and Noah's guitar and-"

"We get it," Finn chuckled, "You're thankful for life," he turned to Mom, "Can we eat now?"

She nodded with a smile, "Yes."

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Noah tucked me into bed, "Night, monster," he gently ruffled my hair.

I smiled, "Goodnight, Noah." He started walking away when I yelled, "Wait!"

"Yeah?" he came back and stood next to my bed.

"Today during Thanksgiving dinner, I was thinking about something," I started, "Are we still Jewish?"

Noah blinked before slowly sitting on my blankets, "Grace, you can't really change your religion. Why would you ask that?"

I shrugged and wiggled to sit up against my pillows, "I just figured since we don't have a menorah or talked about Jewish stuff in a while, we weren't Jewish anymore."

Noah started playing with the edge of my blanket, "Do you want to celebrate Hanukkah?" he asked quietly.

"Kind of," I muttered, "I mean, it's fun, but Mom and Dad aren't Jewish, so isn't it wrong?"

"Not at all," Noah shook his head, "We can celebrate with them and maybe even invite Jake over too."

I smiled, "That'd be fun."

"Yeah," Noah smiled back, "See, I can take care of you."

I laughed, "You're a pretty good brother."

Noah's eyes widened, "Pretty good? I'd say I'm damn near perfect."

I laughed harder and hit his arm, "No swearing."

Noah chuckled before kissing my forehead and standing up, "G'night, Gracie."

"Night, Noah," I waved as he shut off the lights and left the room.

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I woke up to the sound of someone crying. It automatically made me scared. What if someone was hurt? Or maybe someone had a nightmare? That'd be good...well, not good, but better than being hurt. I slid out of bed and tiptoed across my room; catching that the time was 2:14.

I pushed open the door and quickly ran over to Noah's room, even faster when I heard the sobbing coming from the living room. I turned the knob of Sarah and Noah's door just enough to stick my head in, "Noah," I whispered, "Noah!"

He stirred slightly, "Quiet," he mumbled while flipping over onto his front and burying his face in the pillow.

I sighed and was about to go further in the room when someone tugged me back, "Hey." I jumped a mile in the air and was about to scream, but the person pulled me farther back and shut the door, "Shh," a voice muttered while dragging me back to my room.

I slipped out of the grasp once my bedroom lights were flicked on and the door shut, "What's going on?"

Sarah walked forward and sat on my bed, "I don't want you to wake your brother."

I crossed my arms, "But someone was crying, I needed to-"

"You don't need to talk to Noah at two in the morning," Sarah hissed.

I stepped closer to see that her eyes were dark red and swollen along with her face being pretty splotchy. I gasped, "You were the one crying!"

Sarah wiped her eyes, "It's no big deal."

"Why were you crying?" I sat on the bed next to her.

Sarah shrugged and sniffled, "We lost Sectionals, glee club's done."

"Finn doesn't think so," I said softly.

Sarah let out a stiff laugh, "Finn's stubborn, he won't realize it's done until Sue knocks down the choir room."

I stared down at my hands, "I'm sorry."

Sarah shook her head, "It's fine, I just belong nowhere now."

"That's not true," I looked up at her, "You belong here, with us and with him," I patted her stomach.

Sarah laughed softly, "Thanks, that's a nice thought."

I nodded, "And besides, I heard Noah tell Finn that you're on bed rest. I'm not sure what it means, but I'm guessing it means you have to rest on your bed."

Sarah smirked, "You're pretty much right, I'm not supposed to do anything stressful or too physical."

I knocked against her shoulder, "See, you're ok."

Sarah nodded, but I could see her blinking back tears, "I'm ok."

I hugged her tightly, "You're the best big sister ever."

She laughed and hugged me back, "You're the best little sister ever."

I sat back, "What about Sammie?"

Sarah's eyes widened before smiling, "Don't tell her. She's too small to understand anyways."

I laughed, "I guess that's true."

Sarah sighed and leaned back against my bed, "Maybe I'll just sleep in here for the rest of the night, I don't want to wake up Noah."

I jumped off the bed and ran to turn off the light before hopping onto the mattress and throwing the blankets over myself, "Goodnight, Sars."

She squeezed my hand that was laying on top of the covers, "Goodnight, Grace."

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A/N: Just a quick one, but I thought it was cute. What'd you think? How was Grace's point of view for this part? PLEASE REVIEW with any questions, comments, concerns, or suggestions! I love to hear your thoughts and ideas!

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Sneak Peak: "Are you serious?" "It's not contagious...right?" "What's cancer?" "Are you positive?" "Everyone, cam down, yes I'm serious and positive, I really do have cancer. And Puckerman, get your head on straight, please, and try to think before you speak, of course cancer isn't contagious." "I'm still confused about what cancer is."

Just a few pieces of the conversation happening next chapter!