Beginning Our Life
Last Time: The Puckermans plus Blaine and Sarah went to the mall where they ran into the oldest Puckerman. Puck promised Nate that he would never turn into his own father. And that's what you missed on Beginning Our Life.
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Trust Me
Sarah's Point of View
I lifted Nate from the tub and quickly, but carefully, set him on the towel, "See, Mommy doesn't need Daddy to give you a bath."
"But it took you twice as long," Puck said from his spot in the doorway. He smirked and walked in, "Come on, Finn said he'll feed little me and put him to bed; I have a surprise for you."
I bit my lip and started drying off Nathan, "I don't know...It's a school night and I don't really want to leave Nate again."
"Alright, first of all, the school excuse is a load of crap," Puck came and knelt down next to me to help distract Nate since the baby was starting to squirm and cry softly. "Hey, calm down bud, it's just us," Puck whispered then looked up at me, "Second of all, trust me, we're not going far."
I slipped on Nate's diaper, "Puck-"
"Sarah, please," Puck stopped my hands with his own, "Trust me."
"Fine," I sighed, "I'll go. What do I need to wear?"
Puck took in my outfit; the stereotypical Sunday dress: grey sweatpants, old socks, one of his sweatshirts over a tank top, and my hair was in a sloppy bun with no makeup whatsoever on. "That's fine," he smiled.
I shoved him, "Seriously, where are we going and what do I need to wear?"
"Sars, we're going somewhere where I could be naked and no one would see," Puck smirked.
I rolled my eyes, "I highly doubt that."
He carefully leaned over Nathan and whispered against my lips, "Trust me."
I kissed him softly before nodding, "Fine."
He smiled and sat back, "I'll meet you outside. Please hurry because it's going to be cold being the beginning of February."
I laughed, "Ok." Puck left the bathroom and I looked down at Nathan, "What did I just agree to?"
He gurgled and waved his arms.
I smiled, "I know, knowing your dad, I'm in for a long night."
~~~~~GLEE~~~~~
I walked outside and shivered at the frozen air, "Puck? Where are you?"
He stuck his head out from around the corner, "Ready?"
I raised my eyebrows, "What are you doing?"
"Getting our date ready," he smiled.
"Puck," I sighed, "What's going on?"
He came and grabbed my hand, tugging me away from the garage, "Trust me."
I hesitantly followed him away from his truck and repeated, "What's going on?"
"We're going on a date," Puck said simply, "Duh."
I laughed, but abruptly stopped all noise and movement at the sight of a ladder leaning up against the house.
"Come on," Puck whispered and started dragging me the last couple feet.
"No," I jerked my hand back, "No way, I'm not going up there and you shouldn't be either. Puck, you cut your hand and had to get stitches."
"Look, Sarah," Puck held up his hand and showed me where the stitches had been, "I'm perfect," he leaned close to my face, "Like always."
I pushed him away, "I'm not going up there."
"You're not afraid of heights," Puck said softly, "I know. Remember when we went on that slide at Kalahari? Or what about the Ferris wheel on your birthday? You did fine then. Why won't you go on your roof?"
"That was different," I muttered, "You were right next to me the entire time for one thing, plus I didn't have much of a choice."
"I swear to God, I'll be there the whole time, Sars, now come on," Puck grabbed my hand and gently pulled me towards him, "Trust me."
"Will you stop saying that?" I snapped while reluctantly setting my hands on the ladder. I calmed down at Puck's hands on my back, "Don't let me fall," I whispered.
He squeezed my waist, "I promise."
I shakily began climbing up, Puck's hands keeping me steady. I tried not to notice how he was slowly moving his palms down until they were on the back of my sweatpants. He'll pay later. I'm in no position for sex right now and was definitely not in the mood; not to mention I wasn't aloud having just had a baby.
Once at the top, I froze, "I don't know what to do."
"Just crawl up," Puck replied.
I rolled my eyes with a scoff, but quickly stopped and whimpered while forcing myself up on the shingles. I shuffled over a couple feet and wrapped my arms around my legs so I was in a small ball.
"Finally," Puck said under his breath and climbed up next to me. He smiled and came to give me a tight hug, "I love you," he breathed in my ear.
"Let's just get on with this," I stated.
Puck nodded and silently sat back. I felt a little bad because my words seemed to have finally got to him. He helped me across the roof and over to where there was an old blanket lying across the shingles. There was a bundle of daisies in the middle next to a plate of chocolate covered strawberries. The only light was the moon and the Christmas lights that still lined the house.
"What's this?" I asked in awe.
"A surprise," Puck smiled, "Do you like it?"
I numbly nodded, "Yeah." I sat down on the blanket, "When'd you do this?"
"I planned it earlier, but I just put the blanket out and bought the strawberries and flowers with Nate after lunch. I asked Burt if we could leave the Christmas lights up and he agreed only if I said I'd take them down because this will make us look bad with lights on in February," Puck rushed out in one breath before sitting next to me, "Is this worth the fact that we're on the roof?"
I looked around at the twinkling lights and stars and then to the moon. I finally landed on Puck and smiled at the way the light crossed shadows on his face. "Yes," I answered.
A smile spread across Puck's face, "I'm glad."
I nodded and picked up the flowers, "These are worth it too."
Puck chuckled, "I was actually going to pick roses, but Nate threw his pacifier at the daisies and I remembered that they're your favorite; plus, I had to buy them since one of the stems bent and a couple petals fell off. He's pretty strong for being a month old."
"One month and two days," I teasingly corrected.
Puck laughed, "Oh, sorry."
"And how did Nate get his pacifier in his hands? It's supposed to be in his mouth," I asked.
"Well, you see," Puck looked at his hands, "It fell on the ground and I was on the way to the bathroom to clean it off since I only brought the one, but he started crying so I let him hold it which made him quiet down for a little bit."
I shook my head, trying to avoid the fact that my son could have easily placed the pacifier back into his mouth and sucked off all the germs, "I'm glad you guys spend time together during the day," I said quietly.
"Mhmm," Puck breathed while leaning closer to me, "Now enough about Nate; we're on a date and you know what that means."
I grabbed the chocolate covered strawberries, "Our tradition."
"Our delicious tradition," Puck picked up the largest one, "Open up."
I laughed while biting into the berry, "Amazing," I gurgled through the juice.
"You disgust me," Puck chuckled while wiping the corner of my mouth with his thumb.
I swallowed and gently pushed him backwards so I could sit on his stomach, "I disgust you?"
Puck smirked, "That's right."
I ran a hand through his now growing hair, "But you love me."
"Yeah," he kissed me, "I do."
~~~~~GLEE~~~~~
"Favorite color?" Puck asked.
"Purple," I answered, "But you knew that."
"So? It was the first thing that came to mind," he said in my hair.
We were still lying on the roof watching the stars. We'd sort of started playing twenty questions a while ago and couldn't stop. I have no idea how long we've been up here; maybe an hour, maybe more.
"Here's one that I'm not completely sure of," I started, "Favorite animal?"
"Hmm, I'd say either a dog or a gorilla," Puck ran his fingers down my arm.
"Really?" I turned on my side to watch him, "How come?"
He turned his head to face me, "Dogs are just really good family pets and gorillas because they're pretty cool and extremely strong."
I smiled, "Mine's a dog too. Penguins are cool, but they're birds."
Puck smiled back, "Ok, moving on: biggest, most Rachel Berry dream; even if you don't think it'll come true."
I blushed and turned back to the stars to hide my face.
Puck pushed himself up on his elbow and raised his eyebrows, "Seriously? I told you my stupidest fear."
I rolled my eyes and shook my head, "That's different."
"How?" Puck asked.
"A fear of spiders is not as personal as my deepest dream," I breathed.
"I've seen you naked multiple times, I think we're on a pretty personal level," Puck chuckled. He sighed when I continued to stare straight up, "Don't you trust me?"
"Noah, this isn't about trust," I said softly, "This is about me telling someone something I've never said to anyone before."
He ghosted his hand over my stomach, "If it's weird, like you wanna be Cat Woman or something, that's fine with me; I'll accept you."
I laughed, "That's not it." I closed my eyes and bit my lip before breathing out, "I want to change the world. I'm not saying I want to be on tv or become extremely rich like Oprah, but I want to make a difference. It's not what you were expecting, I'm sure, but-"
"It's perfect," Puck stated.
I turned to see him smiling at me, "Really?"
"Yeah," he shrugged, "Why wouldn't it be? I know you'll make it happen, too. Of course I was expecting you to want to be a hit movie star, but this is good second."
I laughed and rolled closer to him, "Alright, how's this? Another personal dream of mine that's probably just as impossible as the other one is to play Ariel on Broadway in The Little Mermaid."
"There's my girl," Puck whispered before beginning to kiss me, "I knew she was in there somewhere."
I melted against him with a blush across my face.
"Guys."
I gasped and pulled away.
Puck winked before flipping around, "Sup Hudson?"
Finn rolled his eyes and leaned onto the roof, "Mom says it's time to come inside."
"What time is it?" I asked while sitting up.
"A little after 8:30," Finn answered while climbing down, "See you in a few."
Puck moved to stand up, but I grabbed his hand, "Hold on, I think I get to ask you one more question."
He smirked and sat cross-legged next to me, "Shoot."
"Tell me what you picture us doing ten years from now," I played with his palm.
Puck lifted my chin up and smiled, "We'll be married. Maybe another kid, hopefully a girl that can share a room with Beth. I'll be either a famous screenwriter or the best football coach in the entire state of Ohio. You'll be a teacher at McKinley, changing Lima one kid at a time; therefore reaching your dream of making a difference. After we've both done all we could here, we'll move to NYC where you can become a Broadway legend with Berry."
I couldn't stop the smile that crossed my face, "That sounds great. I can't wait."
~~~~~GLEE~~~~~
I ran a brush through my hair while watching Puck dry himself off after having just got out of the shower. I leaned back against my headboard, "Why are you so perfect?"
Puck laughed and tossed on a t-shirt, "Not sure. It definitely isn't due to my genes, though."
I set the brush down with a smile, "I don't care how it happened, I like it."
Puck came and sat down next to me on the mattress. He picked up my hand, "So what's up with you and the engagement ring?"
I shrugged, "It's really pretty."
"Yeah," Puck nodded, "But you've always thought it was pretty, what changed your mind?"
"I liked how it looked for the dance and now it just feels right to wear it all the time because...you know...I love you," I answered.
Puck threw back the covers and lied next to me, "Whatever the reason, I appreciate it and I'm glad to know that when I ask you for real in a couple years, you're going to say yes."
I pulled the blankets up and pushed myself under his arm against his chest, "I'm too cold. The roof was amazing, but freezing."
Puck chuckled, "Yeah, sorry about that."
"No problem," I whispered.
The door cracked open and Mom stuck her head in, "Goodnight."
"Night," Puck and I said at the same time.
Mom smiled and shut off the lights.
There was a beat of silence until Puck asked, "Favorite vacation spot?" at the same time I said, "Favorite food?"
We both laughed until there was a cry coming from the baby monitor and nursery.
"I'll get him," Puck kissed my forehead and slid from the bed, "Hold on, kiddo, Daddy's coming."
I fell back against my pillows with a grin. How did I get so lucky?
~~~~~GLEE~~~~~
A/N: So this was actually a dream I had, what'd you think? I wasn't sure how to end it, but I liked it. PLEASE REVIEW with any questions, comments, concerns, or suggestions! I'd love to hear your thoughts!
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Alex B. Goode - I'll try! Thanks!
Tyra - Thank you!
dance-sing-live - I don't know how many times I read your review, but every time I did, it made me smile, so thank you!
Gabby - Thanks! I will make Rachel pregnant if Ryan Murphy makes her pregnant. I've tried my best to keep the story that way (minus the Puck stuff and some Finn and Kurt stuff) and will follow the show. But I'm sure Sarah and Rachel will talk about it either in a real conversation or even just like a quick thing.
~~~~~GLEE~~~~~
Sneak Peak: Puck shoved open the bathroom door and I didn't hesitate to follow him. "What do you know, Hudson?" Puck asked loudly. Finn jumped from his spot in front of the sink, "What are you talking about?" he whispered. Puck quickly spun him around, "You know why Ms. Pillsbury ran out." "Finn," I walked forward, "Just tell us."
Wedding time!
