Beginning Our Life

Last Time: New Directions lost Sectionals sending Sarah into a downward spiral. Grace reassured her older sister that everything would be ok. Puck promised his own sister that they would celebrate Hanukkah. And that's what you missed on Beginning Our Life.

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It's Not Over

Sarah's Point of View

Puck's hands slid under my shirt and up my back, "Do you think we've made up for that time we wasted?"

I smirked and rolled off of him, his hands slipping from me, "Probably, but it wouldn't hurt just to make sure."

He chuckled while sitting up, "You're right. Wanna take a shower?"

I laughed and sat up as well, "Not now, I'm fine, thanks."

Puck leaned over and softly kissed my lips, "Love you."

I leaned against his bare chest, his hot skin burning through my t-shirt, "Love you too."

Our door opened, "Noah, Sarah?"

Puck yelped and scrambled, promptly falling off the bed. I gasped at him while tugging down the edge of my skirt so my mom wouldn't get any ideas because nothing honestly happened.

"Oh," Mom quickly turned away, yet still held the door open and stood halfway through it.

Puck sat up while throwing on his shirt, "What's up, Ms. Carole?"

I laughed quietly as he climbed on the bed.

Mom let out a deep breath and stepped further in the room, "We're having a family meeting in the living room right now."

She turned to leave, but I said, "Could you knock next time, please?"

Mom just waved a hand, "If you're doing anything bad, lock the door or don't do it at all."

I rolled my eyes as Puck grabbed my hand and led the way to the living room where the others were already waiting. Burt was sitting in the chair while Mom was on the love seat with Sammie in her arms and Grace leaning against her. Finn had the couch to himself until Puck and I plopped down next to him.

Burt nodded, "Alright, you guys, I just want to tell you that everything's fine and I really do love you all."

I absentmindedly grabbed Finn's hand while resting my head on Puck's shoulder. This didn't exactly sound like a discussion on moving or our next vacation.

"I have prostate cancer," Burt said softly.

All breathing stopped in the room as the new information sunk in.

"Are you serious?" Finn asked quietly.

"It's not contagious...right?" Puck glanced around.

"What's cancer?" Grace stared at her hands.

I blinked back tears, "Are you positive?"

Burt put his hands up, "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," Grace whispered.

"My God," Puck muttered and ran a hand across his face.

I gently touched his cheek and gave him a tight hug, burying my face in his shoulder.

"Well, Grace," Mom started, "Cancer is when a person gets very sick-"

"Which I'm not, I'm fine," Burt interrupted.

"Yes, Dad is fine, but that's not always the case," Mom told Grace, "Honey, the people who have cancer will get very sick and sometimes-" Mom's voice cracked, "Well, they just have to take lots of medicine, ok, and get surgery, but everything's going to be alright."

I glanced up to see Mom holding back tears not only for Grace, but for Sammie in her arms as well. Finn was breathing hard until he shot up and walked away.

"Finn!" Burt called, "Finn, come back here."

"Give me a little bit!" Finn yelled back.

Puck too stood and left me alone on the couch.

"Puck," Burt said weakly as Puck left the room. We all winced slightly as our bedroom door shut.

Sammie started crying, yet it seemed fit for the moment. Our seemingly perfect world was now falling apart.

I desperately wiped my eyes while standing and quickly leaving the room. I pushed through my bedroom door to see Puck pacing the room while clenching and unclenching his fists.

"It's just wrong, isn't it? It's wrong," Puck asked loudly.

"Uh-huh," I closed the door and slowly sat on the bed.

Puck stopped and stared at himself in the mirror, "I've done lots of stuff, you know?"

I laughed softly while walking over to him and wrapping my arms around his back, "You have."

"Most of it was stupid stuff," Puck shook his head, "But you wanna know the stupidest thing I've done? Or actually, haven't done?"

I scrunched up my face while searching my brain, "I can't-"

"I've never done stuff to make sure I don't have cancer," Puck stated while glaring at himself in the mirror, "What if-"

"No!" I forcefully let go of him and marched to his front, "You will not finish that sentence," I carefully shook his arms, "You will never finish that sentence."

"But I'm a guy and only guys get prostate cancer. Sarah," Puck bent down slightly so we were level, "I can't lose you."

An unexpected cry escaped my lips and I fell into Puck's arms, "Don't. We can't think like this," I sobbed.

Puck held me tightly, "I'm sorry, but it's the truth."

I shook my head, "First Burt, I don't want to think of you too."

"Alright, alright, I'm sorry," Puck whispered in my ear, "I'm sorry."

"I've already lost one dad, I can't lose another," I told him, "Burt can't die."

"He won't, everything's going to be fine, you heard Burt himself, he's ok," Puck murmured in my hair. He kissed the top of my head, "You're not going to lose your dad."

I pulled away, "What about you? Puck, Burt's your dad too, your third dad to be exact, what are you going to do?"

He sighed quietly, "Burt's not going to die, so I'm not going to lose another dad."

I smiled, "That's kind of nice to think about."

"No, it is nice to think about," Puck corrected, "Burt's going to stay here forever and he's going to meet Nathan and he'll be at our wedding and Grace's graduation and Sammie's prom and Finn's first promotion."

I laughed, "Ok, ok, I get it, everything's going to be ok."

Puck smiled, "That's right."

I softly kissed him, "Are you sure you're ok? You didn't seem fine earlier at the thought of having cancer."

A grimace crossed Puck's face, "It freaks me out to no end, but you know what I can do?"

I smirked, "I do know, so please don't say it because I don't really want to think about it."

"Neither do I," Puck groaned.

I laughed and led him to our bed, "Come on, take my mind off all this."

"Gladly," Puck growled while pushing me on the mattress.

"Careful of the baby!" I put my hands out as he bent over me.

Puck stopped and rubbed small circles on my stomach, "He'll understand one day if he's anything like me."

I burst into a fit of laughter that was quickly quieted down by Puck's mouth on mine.

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I woke from a dreamless sleep because of a swift kick to my legs. I groaned and blinked open my eyes. There was a soft muttering and the blankets were swept off my body forcing the frozen air to touch my once warm legs. I was wide awake now.

I sat up, "Puck."

He didn't even notice me, but he did roll around some more.

"Noah," I hissed.

Puck still didn't acknowledge me and instead continued talking unintelligibly.

"Noah David Puckerman," I grabbed his arm, "Wake up."

He let out a small whimper which made me completely stop shaking him.

"Noah?" I bent down and whispered in his ear, "Are you ok?"

Puck continued mumbling and letting out tiny whimpers.

I groaned and shook him a little harder, "Come on, Noah, you have to wake up."

Puck's eyes slowly opened, "Sarah?"

I smiled, "Yeah, it's me. Are you ok?"

He looked around, "What time is it?"

"Just about three," I answered, "But it doesn't matter, what does matter is why you kicked me."

"Oh, I am so sorry," Puck sat up and put a hand on my stomach, "You alright?"

I nodded and pushed off his hand, "It was my leg, but yeah, I'm fine."

Puck gave me a small, apologetic smile, "I'm really sorry."

"What were you dreaming about?" I leaned against the wall.

Puck shuddered, "You don't want to know."

"Was it scary?" I whispered.

Puck laughed, "Not really, I just had cancer and was in Burt's shoes."

My smirk fell from my face, "Oh."

"Yeah," Puck looked down and played with our blanket.

I grabbed it and pulled it over my legs, "That's not fun."

"Exactly," Puck mumbled, "I really am sorry for waking you."

"That's fine," I laid back down, "Come on, I have to get up for school in two and a half hours."

Puck kissed my forehead before laying down as well, "Night."

I smiled and rolled against him, "Night."

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The door slammed shut and I turned away from my cookie dough to see Grace angrily march into the kitchen.

"You all lied!" she screamed.

Puck ran in after her, "Come on Grace, calm down."

"What's going on?" Mom came in the room with Burt on her heels.

"Cancer kills people!" Grace yelled, "You guys said Dad would be fine!"

"I am going to be fine," Burt hurried over to Grace.

"Why would you lie to me?" she stomped her foot before bursting into tears and running to her room.

Puck started following Grace when Burt put his arm out, "I got this," he went down the hall.

Puck fell in defeat in one of the kitchen chairs, "She screamed at me the entire drive home how I was a liar, a terrible brother, and the worst pretend son in the world."

I sighed and passed him a spoonful of cookie dough, "Here."

"Thanks," he licked the dough off the spoon, "You're the best."

"I know," I smirked.

Mom took a spoonful, "Maybe this'll help Grace calm down," she left the room.

I sat on Puck's lap, "You ok?"

"Would you stop asking me that? It's annoying," he leaned his forehead against mine.

I laughed, "Ok."

"So yes, I'm good," Puck kissed my lips.

I reached over and grabbed the cookie dough, "Don't tell Mom, but I ate a heck of a lot more than I should have."

Puck chuckled, "Don't worry, I won't tell."

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A/N: Kinda sad, but I hope you enjoyed! Happy holidays! PLEASE REVIEW with any questions, comments, concerns, or suggestions! I'd love some winter suggestions!

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Dance-sing-live - Thanks a million!

Tyra - Thank you!

Dontwanttologin - I hope you liked this one better.

smilin steph - I hope those were good wows and wats!

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Sneak Peak: Sarah passed me a small box, "Remember this one?" I opened it up and smirked, "Yeah, I remember."

Time to set up the Christmas decorations!