Never Forgotten Past

Last Time: A storm swept through Ohio and the Hudson-Hummel-Puckermans had to deal with the thunder and power outage. Finn reflected on how grateful he is for Puck to be back in Sarah's life. And that's what you missed on Never Forgotten Past.

Disclaimer: I don't own Glee or any songs that I may put in here.

I Want to Know

Puck's Point of View

Everyone got up to leave after our talk with Mr. Schue in the auditorium. Sarah stayed sitting down at her spot between where Finn and Tina had just been.

Finn stopped in front of me with Rachel, "Could you talk to her? She's more likely...you know, with you," his voice was quiet and soft as if he was scared.

I nodded, "Sure."

Finn started to walk away, "And then," he turned around, "Call me, if you could, so I can know that she's ok."

"Of course."

I watched Finn and Rachel walk through the doors.

"Everything alright?" Mr. Schue came up next to me, I didn't realize he was still here.

"Um," I glanced over at Sarah then back at my teacher, "I think so, I just wanted to talk to Sarah."

Mr. Schue looked over at Sarah, she was still seated in the same spot and was playing with a stray piece of thread from her shirt. He nodded and put a hand on my arm, "If you need anything, anytime, just call and I'll come."

"Thanks," I gave him a small smile before he turned and walked away.

I slowly walked towards Sarah and sat down next to her. Her chocolate colored curls covered her eyes so I couldn't really see what she was looking at.

I watched Sarah play with her bracelet before lifting her chin up, "You didn't really say, where am I in your future?" I asked.

Sarah smirked, "I kind of thought you would want to go to Alaska with me, so that's where you would be."

I smiled, "Sounds good."

"We'll do it as soon as I finish high school, we'll save up for the next few years and then we'll go," Sarah looked away as if she was imagining going to Alaska together, "It'll be over the summer that way I can go to college refreshed so I can get my degree."

"What's your degree going to be in?" I asked. I had to work her up to asking her why she was still sitting here.

Sarah turned back to me, "Probably something English related, like writing."

"That's a good choice," I said as I picked up her hand and traced the lines on her palm.

"What do you plan on doing?" Sarah asked while watching me.

"Maybe a gym teacher or football coach, I haven't really decided completely on what I want to do," I admitted.

Sarah nodded and looked away. Her fingers curled against my hand and I stopped, "I still don't get it," she whispered so quietly I almost missed it.

"You don't get what?" I asked softly.

"Why anyone would even try it," Sarah almost inaudibly said.

I sighed when I finally realized what she was talking about, "I don't know, I guess he thought it would be easier."

"It's not right," Sarah whispered.

"No, it's not," I replied.

Sarah turned around and I could see her eyes were wet with tears, "I used to want to be a high school guidance counselor, but now, I realize I can't deal with this."

I pulled her towards me in a hug, "That's ok, things happen and plans change, that's life."

"I'm weak," Sarah muttered against my chest.

"What?" I held her at arm's length so I could look in her face, "You are not weak. Why would you think that?"

"I'm crying over someone I've never even met before, I've just heard stories and he sounds like a jerk," Sarah admitted softly.

"That doesn't make you weak, that makes you caring," I told her, "And it makes me love you even more."

Sarah smiled a little, "Really?"

I nodded, "Really."

"Well, I love you too," Sarah said as she leaned closer to me.

I smirked, "Why?"

She paused about an inch from my mouth, "You're handsome," one kiss, "An amazing musician and singer," another kiss, "Strong," kiss, "Yet soft and caring," kiss number four, "Amazing when we're home alone."

I chuckled against her lips, "I am pretty great."

"Wonderful," Sarah pushed me back to the ground and climbed on top of me.

~~~~~GLEE~~~~~

I stood outside the girls' bathroom waiting for Sarah after spending a good hour on stage.

Sarah walked out and smiled at me, "Do you think we could maybe go out and get a coffee or a hot chocolate?"

"Sure," I grabbed her hand and led her to the parking lot.

"We should go see Beth some more," Sarah said as I opened my truck door for her.

I climbed in and started the engine, "Yeah, I'd be fine with that."

"I thought so," Sarah smiled, "And I had another idea..."

"What's that?" I asked while pulling out onto the road.

"Well...," Sarah drifted off, "Maybe we could bring Grace with us next time," she said in a rush.

"What?" I had never even considered bringing Grace to meet Beth. It just didn't seem right or something.

"She should get used to being around a baby," Sarah said quietly.

"That's not a good idea," I told her slowly.

"Doesn't Grace know about Beth?" Sarah asked.

"She knows that I have a daughter that I've gotten to see, but she isn't really sure on the whole thing," I replied as I slowed the car and pulled into a parking spot.

"Then why can't she see her?"

I sighed, "What's going to happen when Shelby pulls something and decides to move to New York City or Broadway?"

"Puck," Sarah groaned as we walked into the store.

"Just trust me Sarah, she can't come," I said while walking in line.

"That's not what I meant," Sarah scoffed, "New York City and Broadway are the same thing."

I rolled my eyes, of course that's what Sarah would scold me for, not for not inviting my sister to go see my daughter.

"I'll have a white hot chocolate and he'll have a black decaf, both grande," Sarah ordered.

"Decaf?" I whispered in her ear.

She just waved her hand, "Do you have the money? I don't think I have enough," Sarah pulled out her wallet from her purse.

I pulled out my wallet and set a ten dollar bill on the counter.

"Thanks," Sarah muttered while putting her wallet back.

"Don't worry about it," I said as we walked down to get our drinks, "But you should regret not getting me a real coffee."

"You don't need anymore caffeine," Sarah giggled.

"You don't know what I need," I shot back with a grin.

Sarah laughed and grabbed her hot chocolate, "Whatever."

I grabbed my coffee and followed her to a table. I stared at her sip her drink, "So, I have a question for you."

Sarah set down her hot chocolate and raised her eyebrows, "And what's that?"

"Do you remember a few weeks ago on the day that I came to your house and we had that fight?"

Sarah's face scrunched up, but she nodded slowly.

"You said we were going to have a perfect family with four kids, care to elaborate?" I spun the straw thing around in my cup.

Sarah smiled, "We're going to have a two boys and two girls, along with Beth, who's going to switch between living with us and Quinn."

I smiled, "Do you have any names picked out for these kids?"

Sarah blushed and looked away.

"Sarah?" I taunted.

"I like the names Joseph, Jacob, Taylor, and Brooklyn," Sarah said softly.

"Do they have middle names?"

"No, well, Noah or Christopher, but I thought you might want to do that," Sarah finished with a smile.

"You really thought about this, haven't you?" I asked.

She nodded and took a sip of her drink, "It's weird, isn't it?"

I chuckled, "I don't know, maybe."

"What if I told you the names were Jewish?"

I laughed, "Are they?"

"The boy names are," Sarah admitted.

"Is Taylor a girl or boy?"

"A girl, like after Taylor Swift," Sarah smiled.

"After Taylor Swift," I repeated with a teasing smile, "Why?"

"I'll show you when we get home."

I chuckled, "Ok."

~~~~~GLEE~~~~~

"Alright, here I go," Sarah said as she adjusted the strap to my guitar around her neck.

"Go ahead," I nodded with a smile.

"Don't interrupt me," Sarah smirked.

"I won't," I laughed.

She took a deep breath and started to play.

She said, I was seven and you were nine

I looked at you like the stars that shined

In the sky, the pretty lights

And our daddies used to joke about the two of us

Growing up and falling in love and our mamas smiled

And rolled their eyes and said oh my my my

Take me back to the house in the backyard tree

Said you'd beat me up, you were bigger than me

You never did, you never did

Take me back when our world was one block wide

I dared you to kiss me and ran when you tried

Just two kids, you and I...

Oh my my my my

Well, I was sixteen when suddenly

I wasn't that little girl you used to see

But your eyes still shined like pretty lights

And our daddies used to joke about the two of us

They never believed we'd really fall in love

And our mamas smiled and rolled their eyes

And said oh my my my...

Take me back to the creek beds we turned up

Two A.M. riding in your truck and all I need is you next to me

Take me back to the time we had our very first fight

The slamming of doors instead of kissing goodnight

You stayed outside till the morning light

Oh my my my my

A few years had gone and come around

We were sitting at our favorite spot in town

And you looked at me, got down on one knee

Take me back to the time when we walked down the aisle

Our whole town came and our mamas cried

You said I do and I did too

Take me home where we met so many years before

We'll rock our babies on that very front porch

After all this time, you and I

I'll be eighty-seven; you'll be eighty-nine

I'll still look at you like the stars that shine

In the sky, oh my my my...

I smiled and clapped lightly, "That was great," I said softly before kissing her.

"Thank you," Sarah smiled and took off the guitar from around her, "Now I want to ask you something."

I chuckled, "And what's that?"

"I don't know."

I laughed, "Then why did you say anything?"

"Because you asked me about what I thought our future should be and I spilled my stupid name secret, so I deserve to ask you a question," Sarah groaned.

I leaned back against the bed pillows and watched her try and come up with something to ask me.

"Ok," Sarah started a minute later and I sat up, "If I never came home, honestly, where would you be in your life right now?"

I bit my lip, that's hard, "I...I don't know. I guess I would probably still be living at my house trying to keep my sister out of harm's way."

"What about...," Sarah drifted off and looked away, "What about in the girlfriend department?" she played with the corner of our blanket.

"Sarah...," I groaned. No one ever wanted to be asked that question and I was no exception.

"Come on, spill. Would you still be the same guy who slept with every girl in a ten mile radius?" Sarah asked, gaining more confidence with each second that passed.

"I don't know, maybe I would or maybe I wouldn't even have a girlfriend at all," I sighed, "Why do you want to know this?"

Sarah shrugged and stood up. She walked over to her side table and picked up the picture of us. She slowly traced our outlines.

"Are you ok?" I asked softly. I moved over to the edge of the bed and pulled her down on my lap, "I don't want to sound mean, but if you knew the answer would upset you, why'd you ask?"

She shrugged again, "I'm not upset."

I let out a short laugh, "Really? You're not upset? Sarah! You are nothing like the girl that just an hour ago was talking about going to Alaska and baby names."

Sarah set the picture back down, "Do you remember on our first date when I told you that I only had one boyfriend before you and that you were my first kiss?"

I smiled, "Yeah."

She turned around so she was just perched on one of my knees, "There was one other guy, just a month before I came home, I met him while I was at the pool in our sub. He...he was like how you used to be, taking girl by girl pretty much for the fun of it. He tried to make me...you know, but I told him no, that I wasn't interested. He kept pushing and pushing and he followed me home and..."

"Did he touch you?" I gritted through my teeth. Even though she was safe and happy here, the thought of Sarah in any sort of pain at any time was hard to swallow.

"Not exactly," Sarah shook her head. She was biting her lip and kept blinking as if she didn't want to cry.

I held her hand tightly, "Sarah, you know you can tell me anything."

"He broke into my house and if Grandma didn't come home a minute later, I would have been in trouble," Sarah whispered.

"Sarah," I sighed and pulled her head down on my chest under my chin, "What happened?"

"He was taken to juvie, I don't know when he got out, I think it was just supposed to be for a few months," Sarah said softly.

I moved my hand up and down her hair, "What does this have to do with me?"

Sarah sniffled and pulled back, "I don't want to think that you would have turned into that. I don't want you to be the same person he was."

I nodded, "Trust me, I would have never done that to a girl if she said no. I...can't even imagining ever being that desperate to try and attack the girl."

"So if I never came back, you would just go on being normal and not someone that would do anything even remotely close to what he did to me?" Sarah whispered.

"I promise," I said quietly.

"Thank you," Sarah smiled and kissed me softly.

I held her at arm's length, "I have a secret."

Sarah's smiled widened, "Please tell."

I chuckled, "Belle, Rose, or John."

Her blue eyes scrunched together, "What are those?"

I rolled my eyes to taunt her to make it seem obvious, "Middle names for our kids."

Sarah laughed, "How is that a secret? I thought it was going to be something good."

I felt my face turn red, "What if I told you I only pictured having three kids with you and those were going to be their names?"

Sarah giggled and she ran a hand over my hair, "You are so cute, but why two girls and only one boy?"

I cleared my throat and looked away, "The boy would be the oldest and he would be really athletic. He would have a lot of tournaments and stuff and I would be the coach of all those teams, so I wouldn't be able to divide my time evenly between more than one boy."

Sarah laughed harder, "That's adorable."

"Is not," I countered and turned to face her, "I am a guy and guys are not adorable."

"Fine, you're not adorable."

I nodded, "Thank you. Now, let's talk about or do something else."

"Can I ask about the girls though?" Sarah smiled lightly and ran her hand up my arm.

I smiled down at her, "Maybe, what do you want to know?"

"Why Belle and Rose?" Sarah asked while laying back on the pillows.

"I don't know, I just like the names I guess," I muttered while laying next to her.

"Who's older?" she rolled onto me and started tracing the lines of my chest and stomach through my shirt.

"They're twins," I said while running my fingers up the back of her neck.

Sarah looked up with wide eyes, "They're what?"

"Twins," I repeated.

Sarah's eyebrows raised, "You realize that these kids have to fit inside me?"

"People have twins all the time," I reasoned. I actually don't know why I came up with the idea of having girl twins. It just occurred to me one morning while I was getting breakfast for Grace and Sarah, and I figured that maybe it would be fun in the future to be doing this everyday for two little girls.

Sarah scoffed, "I'm only 5'2," she said softly, "What if I die?"

I laughed, "You won't die, I'll make sure of it," I brushed her hair out of her eyes.

She sighed, "Let's talk about this in the future when I actually get pregnant," she started tracing my chest again, "Twins," she added as an afterthought to herself.

I smiled, "If it happens, you'll love it, but fine, we'll talk later."

Sarah leaned down and kissed me, "You're right, we'll talk later," she whispered against my lips.

"Fantastic," I muttered.

~~~~~GLEE~~~~~

"You're birthday's in three days," I said softly two hours later. I was so glad that no one else was home, and weren't going to be for awhile.

"It is," Sarah whispered. Her head was laying on my chest underneath my chin.

I trailed my hand up her back, "Do you want to do anything special?"

I felt her smirk on my bare skin, "I don't know," she muttered.

I laughed, "Liar."

Sarah giggled, "I want to spend at least some of it with the family, but I want to spend time with just you too."

"And what will we do?" I asked.

"We," Sarah moved so her face was a few inches from mine, "Will do something fun, alone."

"That doesn't sound like something a good girl like you would do on her birthday," I joked.

Sarah rolled her eyes, "Whatever, you do realize what we just did right? What we've done?"

I nodded and smirked, "Yes."

"And that's not even what I meant," she scolded, "I was thinking maybe we could go bowling again or go to the movies or walk around the mall or go out to a restaurant or-"

I pulled her head down to mine and kissed her softly, "Don't worry, it'll be the best birthday you've ever had."

"Puck, I'm serious though about the 'that's not even what I meant' thing," I raised my eyebrows at her words, but she continued, "Please, I want my birthday to be special," she paused, "Not that you're not special...it's just-"

"I understand, you want to do something fun that won't get you in trouble if your family finds out," I told her.

"Thank you," Sarah whispered.

"You are very welcome," I smiled and wrapped her hair around my fingers.

"What time is it?" Sarah asked.

"Mood kill," I teased, but I looked at the alarm clock to my left anyways, "6:48."

"We should probably get everything back together then," Sarah sighed and moved onto the bed.

I sat up, "I love you," I said as Sarah stood and started putting her clothes on.

She turned around, "I love you too," she replied and gave me a soft kiss on the forehead.

I smiled and stood to join her in gathering up the room.

~~~~~GLEE~~~~~

A/N: I love birthdays so much, so that's next chapter. Sorry if anyone is waiting for the Regionals portion of this, I can't bring myself to writing it without knowing what actually happened, but that promo looks amazing! I think this one had a good balance of everything and wasn't too sad. I didn't really realize what I was writing about Sarah before she came back to Lima until I tuned in to what was going on on the screen. It seems kinda weird how I can just do that, but we probably all do, right? Anyways, PLEASE REVIEW with any questions, comments, concerns, or suggestions! I love all of them!

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Ace5492 - Thank you!

Madie - Thanks! Oh, I'm reading your story on your page, it's hilarious and really good :)

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Sneak Peak: I fell back against Puck's shoulder with a smile on my face, this was the best birthday ever.

Like I said above, I love birthdays!