Never Forgotten Past

Last Time: Sarah celebrated her 16th birthday. After successfully getting her license, Burt and Carole gave her a car. Puck took Sarah out to dinner where she realized how much she needs to watch Puck when other girls are around. Puck made Sarah face her fear of heights and might have pushed her to get her ears pierced. New Directions met up the couple at the carnival to sing to Sarah. That's what you missed on Never Forgotten Past.

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

Moving Away

Finn's Point of View

I groaned as Rachel passed me another box.

"Finn, you need to pack your stuff! The moving van will be here in a few hours and it would be a lot easier on your mother if you were all packed!" Rachel stated before looking back at the box she was packing for Sarah.

"This is so boring," Puck groaned from his position on his bed where he was packing his own stuff.

"You're telling me! You have way less crap than I do," I told him.

"If this is all crap, then get rid of some of it," Rachel said to me.

I rolled my eyes and continued packing in silence.

The front door slammed upstairs, either Kurt and Sarah were home or Burt and Grace were. Kurt and Sarah left this morning right after breakfast to do who knows what while Burt and Grace went to the old Puckerman house to get some of Grace's stuff for her new room. Puck didn't want to go, saying he hated the place as much as he did his mom. Grace promised to grab some of the stuff she knew was important to him.

"Seriously Sarah! Would you calm down?" Kurt's voice rang out.

"Just leave me alone Kurt!" Sarah yelled back.

I looked up from the box of clothes I was packing to see Sarah walking down the stairs with a small bag in her hand and a scowl on her face. She walked over to her bed where Puck was sitting and curled into his side.

"Where'd you go?" Puck asked her.

Sarah sat up and huffed, "The mall."

"Did something happen?" Rachel asked softly.

Kurt snorted, "Who knows! She was about to get her ears pierced when someone called her and set her off."

"You got your ears pierced?" Puck said and held Sarah at arms length.

"How else was I going to wear those earrings you got me?" Sarah asked with a small smile.

Puck looked closer at her ears then gently touched the sparkly earrings.

"I thought you were too scared to get your ears pierced?" I asked.

Sarah turned towards me, "I wasn't scared, moron."

My eyes widened, Sarah never called me names unless she was joking with me or was mad.

"See! She's been like this since she got that stupid phone call!" Kurt said from where he was packing his own boxes.

"Are you ok?" Puck asked softly, "Maybe you should go take a nap or something."

"I'm fine," Sarah scoffed, but her face softened some when Puck moved his hand through her hair, "Could you put my locket on me please?"

Puck nodded and reached over to their bedside table where Sarah normally kept her locket. Rachel gasped and got up from next to me and ran to one of the small boxes she packed earlier. She tore through the box, ruining all her hard work.

"It's not here," Puck whispered.

"What?" Sarah snapped and spun around to look for herself, "It has to be there, I always keep the locket there when I sleep. I just forgot to put it on this morning."

"I can't find it Sars," Puck told her.

"Here!" Rachel straightened up with a gold chain in her hands, "I'm sorry, I packed it a little bit ago."

Sarah snatched it from her hands, "Don't touch my personal stuff," she muttered before putting the necklace around her neck.

"Sarah," I scolded, "Seriously."

Sarah glared at me, "Thank you Rachel," she said while still looking at me.

"I'm sorry, I shouldn't have packed it," Rachel said softly and walked over to me. She sat down and silently started folding some of the clothes around me.

The five of us fell in silence while we packed, but it wasn't comfortable. Sarah was keeping a small distance from Puck who looked concerned for her. Kurt kept shooting Sarah small glares. Rachel looked up every once in a while to watch Sarah as if she was examining her. I just watched all the different exchanges going on throughout the room, all having to do with my sister's sudden hostile behavior.

After a few minutes, Rachel gasped and looked up, "You're just hormonal! That's all! Do you want some chocolate or something?"

Sarah stared at Rachel, her fingers clenching and unclenching around the bed sheets, "I'm fine," she whispered in a growl.

"Sarah, you need to calm down," Kurt told her.

"What happened at the mall?" Puck asked again.

Sarah got this glassy look over her eyes, "Nothing, just got my ears pierced."

"Did it hurt?" I asked.

Rachel and Kurt looked at me like I was crazy, but Puck nodded. We both knew that in order to get Sarah to say what's on her mind, you need to beat around the bush.

Sarah shrugged, "A pinch."

Kurt laughed, "You cried like a baby."

I threw pillow that hit him in the face, he wasn't helping.

"I'm sure it didn't hurt that bad," Puck said softly.

"I did cry though, I cried like Beth when she didn't want you to give her a bath a few months ago," Sarah told Puck.

"Why?" I was hoping that maybe this would made her say what was wrong.

"Stupid Cammie called saying she was dating Kyle now," Sarah muttered.

I felt anger bubble up inside me, "Why would she do that?"

"What are you talking about?" Rachel asked.

"Kyle was that jerk that tried to kill her and Cammie was her best friend," I growled and walked over to kneel in front of Sarah, "Cammie's an idiot Sars, don't listen to anything she says."

"She is though, she's dating Kyle now. She just calls me up after not talking to me for months and says 'Oh by the way, I'm dating the guy that tried to rape you,'" Sarah stated.

"Wait, Kyle's the guy that broke into your house?" Puck asked angrily.

"Yeah," Sarah muttered.

"Anyone care to fill me in?" Kurt spoke up.

"Not now," I told him and turned back to Sarah, "Don't worry about it ok, just forget that phone call ever happened."

Sarah nodded and gave me a hug, "Got it."

I sighed, "Alright, back to packing."

She giggled, the ice queen had melted.

"What the heck?" Kurt muttered.

Sarah snapped her head in Kurt's direction, "Is there a problem?"

Kurt shook his head and Sarah nodded before turning back to her pile of stuff.

~~~~~GLEE~~~~~

An hour later, we had all packed up our stuff and were ready for the moving van that was scheduled to come any minute. There had been soft talking, although it was split down the middle with Sarah and Puck talking to each other and Kurt, Rachel, and I having our own conversation.

Suddenly, Grace ran down the stairs, "You guys! The truck's here to take our stuff!"

"Did you get everything from the house?" Puck asked his sister.

Grace nodded enthusiastically, "Everything we're going to need! I have all the stuff from your room that is important to you and all my stuffed animals and clothes and pictures and-"

Puck cut her off and wrapped her in a hug, "Thanks, little monster, for doing that for me."

"It's no problem Noah, I hate seeing you upset and if you went you would have been upset, so-" Puck picked her up over his shoulder and she screamed, "Noah! Let me down!"

"Then stop talking, your annoying," Puck chuckled while climbing the stairs.

Sarah laughed and grabbed a box of clothes before following Puck and Grace.

I was about to head after them when Rachel grabbed my arm, "Do you really think Sarah's ok?"

"Yeah, at the mall, she wasn't exactly right before the phone call, that's when she got set off and then the lady came at her with the needle and it all went down hill," Kurt added.

I took a deep breath, "Just leave her alone, I'll explain the Kyle/Cammie stuff later, but right now, leave it. Please?"

Kurt and Rachel nodded at me.

"Come on, let's get to the new house," I grabbed some boxes and started heading up the stairs.

"I still think she's just hormonal," Rachel whispered.

"Probably, at least that means she's not knocked up," Kurt replied.

I felt my jaw set firmly, but continued the walk upstairs and to the truck without saying a word.

~~~~~GLEE~~~~~

I left Kurt and Rachel to finish unpacking and rearranging the room for like the tenth time in two hours. I walked down the stairs towards Sarah's room, but stopped halfway and watched the few interactions happening in front of me.

Puck was moving Grace's bed, an actual bed, around the room. After a second he stopped and stared at the little girl who stared right back. Suddenly, they started laughing and Puck tickled Grace, making her fall to the ground where they continued to wrestle.

In the next door was Mom and Burt talking quietly on their bed with different paint colors between them and magazines off to the side. They were probably talking about how to decorate the house. Burt bent down and kissed Mom's stomach softly. Mom laughed and pushed him away to no avail.

The only door not open was Sarah's. I walked over and was about to barge in when I figured I should knock first, which I did.

"Come in," Sarah called.

I opened the door to see Sarah sitting on her window seat playing on her iPod. Her room seemed to be the only one, besides Mom and Burt's, that was fully put together. Her bed was pushed to one side with her desk in the opposite corner. There were pictures scattered across the light blue walls and on the desk and side table. A bright green chair was in the corner with a stack of magazines on a shelf next to it. Everything looked exactly like Sarah.

"Hey," I smiled.

"Hey," she looked up.

"So your rooms all set up?" I asked and sat on the chair.

"Yup, Puck helped and Kurt surprisingly stayed out the whole time. Turned out pretty good," Sarah smiled.

"Your closet filled?"

Sarah laughed, a full laugh that made her eyes sparkled. She looked so much better than earlier, "Not even close," she told me.

I chuckled, "It'll be filled soon enough."

Sarah shrugged, "Maybe."

"You gonna tell me what was up this morning?" I asked.

Sarah's smile faded, "I hate Cammie, that's all," she said slowly.

"And I hated Karofsky, but that's not how I acted," I stated.

"Everyone's different when they hate someone," Sarah said softly.

"There's something else bugging you," I said.

Sarah stood and walked along her walls, occasionally stopping to look at one of the pictures. She stopped in front of one of her, Puck, and Beth on Christmas, "I just feel kinda weird, that's all."

I stood and walked over to her, "Do you want to talk to Rachel about it?"

"Nope," Sarah whispered.

"Got it," I stepped back a little.

Sarah sighed, "I'm sorry, I'm acting stupid. I don't know what's wrong with me."

I wrapped my arms around her in a hug, "Don't worry about it."

There was a knock on the door and Puck entered, "Hello, what's up?"

Sarah giggled and ran over to him, "Nothing much, how about you?"

I watched them and couldn't help but feel confused. Just a second ago Sarah was about to cry and now...now she was all giggly and flirty and...weird.

"Just rearranging Grace's room and decided to take a break," Puck bent down and kissed her softly on the forehead.

Sarah nodded before going on her tip toes and kissing him full on the mouth.

"Ok," I said, "I guess I should go see how Kurt and Rachel are doing."

"Sorry," Puck chuckled lightly.

"Nothing personal," Sarah added with a laugh.

I rolled my eyes and walked out the door, which was slammed shut right behind me.

"Finn!" Grace called.

"Yeah," I headed over to her door.

"Can you please move my bed? Noah just left it in the middle of the room," Grace asked.

I laughed, "Sure, where do you want it?"

~~~~~GLEE~~~~~

Sarah's Point of View

Puck closed the door behind Finn then picked me up and carried me to my bed. I laughed as I bounced lightly on the mattress and Puck moved over me so each of his legs was on either side of me.

He started kissing me, "I want you to talk about something," he demanded.

The breath hitched in my throat, "About what?"

"Earlier."

I let out the breath, but bit my lip. I really don't know what happened earlier. I just felt annoyed for some reason and then Cammie called and everything seemed so terrible. "I don't know," I whispered.

"You don't know what?" Puck asked.

"What happened," I told him.

Puck sat up and watched me. I tried to think of what he could be thinking, but nothing came to mind.

"Sorry," I eventually said.

"What are you sorry about? You did nothing wrong," Puck sighed.

"Yes I did, I was terrible earlier," I reasoned.

"It was just a mood swing or something, it's fine," Puck said gently as he grabbed my hand, "As long as you promise to act normal now, I have no problem with it."

I sighed and nodded, that's how he's always been and always will be. It's no problem when you do something once, but do it again and there's going to be one. I once hid his cell phone from him when we were younger and he didn't mind, but when I did it again he refused to talk to me for a week. I thought it was a harsh punishment, but he said I deserved it for hiding his stuff.

"Now, about tonight," Puck whispered.

I frowned, "We won't be in the same bed."

Puck shook his head, "Sucks."

"Maybe we can try and reason with Mom and Burt so that they'll let you sleep in here with me," I suggested.

"Or I could just sneak down and we'll deal with the consequences later," Puck said before kissing my neck.

"That sounds like more fun," I whispered before dragging his head up and kissing him.

~~~~~GLEE~~~~~

I stared at my ceiling as I waited for Puck to come down. He said he was going to have to wait until Kurt and Finn fell asleep, but that he should be down in half an hour, tops.

I reached over and grabbed my phone. I absentmindedly skimmed my contacts until I accidentally clicked one. I stared at the screen, Cammie Jordan flashed up at me, of course that would be the one I click. I was about to hit delete when something caught my eye, Added on 10/03/08. She was one of my first contacts from the new school, but that's not what made me stop.

I quickly exited her name and scrolled down to the N's. Noah Puckerman. I clicked the name and moved to the bottom of the screen. Added on 09/04/08. It hit me, I never once called or text him at Grandma's.

My door opened, "Hey, sorry it took longer than I thought. Finn wouldn't shut up about how cool it was up there or whatever, I zoned out."

Puck walked over to my bed and I scooted over so he could get in.

"It's fine, I was just goofing around," I said softly. I watched him and wondered why I never called him. Did he even realize that I didn't?

"Yeah," Puck smirked, "What were you doing?"

I rolled my eyes and passed him my phone. He was about to set it on the side table when he saw what was on the screen. Puck's eyes narrowed so he could properly read it.

"September 4th, 2008," he muttered, "That can't be right."

I stayed quiet and watched him try and think about something with his eyebrows scrunched together.

"You never called me?" Puck whispered, "Why? But then, why didn't I call you?"

"I don't know," I said softly, "I remember missing you so much at the beginning and I would go to call you, but then would get sidetracked. Eventually it became too painful to even think about, so I put it out of my mind."

"I'm a jerk," Puck mumbled.

I turned on my side to face him, "You are not."

"Do you know how many times I thought about calling or texting you those first few days to see when you would be home? Each of those almost phone calls or texts ended in me either getting drunk or going to the mall to pick up a girl to sleep with. I think Finn and I practically lived at the river bank the first few weeks," Puck said while still staring at my phone.

I gently moved on top of him and took the phone from his hands. I set it on the table and looked back at Puck. I rested my chin on his chest, neither one of us moving for the next few minutes.

Puck took a deep breath and I giggled as I was lowered then raised against him. Puck smiled and glanced down at me, "I really hope that we can just stay like this every night."

"I know," I carefully moved up him so our heads were even, "But this room isn't too girly for you?"

Puck chuckled, "No, it's not too girly...my space upstairs might be though."

I laughed, "What did Kurt do? I haven't been up there yet."

"Nothing yet, but I've seen the paint colors he has picked out," Puck said, "Mint green and baby blue," he grimaced.

I put my face in his shirt to stifle the laughter that erupted from me.

Puck laughed lightly and ran his hands up my back, "It's not funny, I'm not ready to live in a bachelor pad that looks like a nursery."

I laughed harder into his chest before sitting up to face him, "Bachelor pad? Seriously? Finn's engaged, Kurt's dating Blaine, and I'm sorry, but you're stuck with me."

My boyfriend smirked, "I'm stuck with you? I think it's more like you're stuck with me."

"I don't mind you," I smiled, "Out of the two of us, I'm more likely to go insane."

"I've been to jail," Puck argued.

"I moved away by myself."

"I've done drugs."

"I hit anyone that tried to get close to me."

"I got a girl, that wasn't even mine, pregnant."

I paused and Puck smirked before kissing me softly on the nose, "I win," he whispered.

"What were we even doing?" I asked softly.

"I think we were seeing which one of us was worse," Puck said.

"And how did you win?" I raised my eyebrows.

Puck shrugged underneath me, "I'm worse off than you are, so you're the one that's stuck with me."

I grimaced, "I don't like talking about which one of us is worse than the other."

Puck brushed my hair softly, "How about, you're beautiful and none of that stuff that you said bothers me."

I smiled, "And you're perfect despite all your flaws."

He hugged me close to his chest, "I love you."

"I love you too," I said softly in his shirt.

We stayed in silence, just listening to the other person breath until we both fell asleep.

~~~~~GLEE~~~~~

My eyes flew open and my breathing was harsh. I could feel sweat drip down my face, neck, and back. I was no longer on Puck's chest, instead I was curled against the wall, his hand against my back. I sat up and ran my hand over my face and through my hair while trying to forget that awful dream.

I had woken up, just like now, only to find Puck beaten to a pulp, dead next to me. It was so vivid and realistic that I was convinced it had actually happened.

I turned to look at Puck and tried to see if he was breathing, knowing it was useless to try and listen for it with my own heavy breathing. I couldn't tell in the blackness and felt a panic rise in my chest. I quickly reached over and grabbed his wrist, trying to find the pulse that should be there. I dropped it after a few seconds of not being able to find it so my hands went around his neck to search there. I was once again too panicked to actually find anything before I felt his throat swallow. I sighed and moved my hands to rest on his chest where I was able to really feel his strong heartbeat.

"Sarah?" Puck croaked.

"Yeah?" I replied.

"What are you doing?" he asked.

"I thought you were dead," I whispered.

Puck chuckled, "I can assure you, I am not dead."

"Good," I said softly, "I wouldn't be able to go on without you."

"Don't say that," Puck muttered, "Don't ever say that."

It took me a second to realize that what I had said probably didn't sound good, "That's not what I meant Puck."

Puck's hazel eyes stared at me through the darkness before nodding, "Ok."

"Trust me Noah," I whispered.

"I do Sarah," Puck said softly and pulled me onto his chest, "Now go to sleep, we have school tomorrow."

I smiled and tried not to laugh, Noah Puckerman was worried about our education. I moved so my ear was against his heart. Each beat gave me a small boost of happiness, it was just a dream and everything was going to be ok.

~~~~~GLEE~~~~~

A/N: Another long chapter, but I have something planned and needed to set it up. Any idea on what it could be? Next chapter will be Regionals and the start of the wedding. I decided that it won't matter if how they find out about the accident is different, I just want to make sure what actually happens to Quinn is the same as what I think happens. I hope you guys liked this chapter. PLEASE REVIEW with any questions, comments, concerns, or suggestions! All are welcome and encouraged!

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TheAwkwardTurtle13 - Thank you! And Cammie wasn't you if you would think that since you said that idea. I'll think of putting one of her old friends in it.

Ace5492 - Thanks!

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Sneak Peak: Sarah grabbed my wrist and pulled me into a nearby bathroom. She ran in front of the mirror and gripped the sides of the sink before facing her reflection.

The start of Regionals!