Never Forgotten Past

Last Time: Sarah realized that most of the people she loves are seniors and won't be with her next year. She sang a song with Rachel and Santana to get past the feelings. Puck doesn't want a graduation party planned for him since he may not graduate. Grace almost accidentally told Burt and Carole that Sarah's pregnant, but the young, soon to be parents forgave her. 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.

My MIA Boyfriend

Sarah's Point of View

I glanced at the wall clock for the fourth time in a minute. Where was Puck? He said he was going to talk to his geography teacher about his grade, but he would get to glee as soon as possible.

"You're going to get a neck twitch if you keep looking at the clock like that," Blaine said in my ear, "Won't be good for your future with the...you know."

I sighed and turned around to face him, "I'm just wondering where my boyfriend is."

Blaine gave a sympathetic smile and squeezed my shoulder, "I know."

At that moment, there was a ring of a guitar and Puck ran in singing School's Out. My eyes widened at how scary and unlike him he seemed. Blaine's hand fell from shoulder in shock. I unconsciously wrapped my arms around my stomach to try and protect my baby from the scene in front of me. I don't think I've ever seen Puck like this.

The song ended and Puck stared up at us after dropping his guitar to the ground. We all watched his eyes widen and his chest heave before he ran from the room.

"Noah," I choked out and stood from my chair, but it was too late, he was gone.

"What in the world?" "What was that?" "Is he ok?" "Maybe someone should talk to him?" "Was he angry?" "That was scary."

I ignored the words coming from the rest of the glee members and ran from the room, "Noah!" I called. I ran down the hall towards the parking lot, he might be leaving to go home. But when I got to the parking lot, his car wasn't to be seen. "Noah!" I yelled again, "Puck! Where are you?"

I turned and went back into the choir room. Once there, everyone looked up at me.

"Did you find him?" Mercedes asked.

I shook my head.

"Maybe he went home," Kurt suggested.

"I don't know," I muttered and sat in a chair.

"Let's all just calm down and try to focus on working on songs to do for Nationals," Mr. Schue said.

I nodded, but pulled out my phone: Where are you? ~ Sarah I sent to Puck.

Throughout the hour, I was constantly trying to sneak around Mr. Schue and send Puck a text. I was only given a few glares from Mr. Schue, but no one else really seemed to mind, or if they did, they didn't say anything.

Finally, glee was dismissed and I practically ran from the room. I impatiently waited for Finn next to his truck.

"Would you hurry up?" I yelled across the parking lot, "We need to get home!"

"Would you calm down?" Finn yelled back, "I'm sure he's fine. He's probably at home right now, laying on the couch."

I huffed and crossed my arms, "Just come on."

Finn nodded and climbed in the driver's side, "He's ok."

I glared at him while climbing in opposite him, "What if something happened with his teacher?"

"Trust me, you don't want to know what he was going to do with his teacher," Finn said while watching the road to find an open spot.

I rolled my eyes, "He was going to ask to sleep with her, he told me."

Finn glanced at me with a look of horror crossing his face, "He told you?"

I shrugged, "Yeah it grossed me out, but if it gets him to graduate, I don't care."

"And it doesn't bother you?" Finn asked.

"Yes it bothers me and I cried myself to sleep over it, but I want him to graduate, so if that means prostituting himself...," I drifted off and stared down at the ground.

"Do I need to punch him?" Finn asked quietly.

I laughed softly and looked up at him, "No, it's ok."

"If he's going to cheat on you-" Finn started.

"He's not going to cheat on me," I said forcefully.

Finn nodded, "Ok."

We were silent the rest of the ride home. As Finn pulled onto our street, I could see that Puck's truck wasn't in the driveway were it usually was parked. I bit my lip and sighed.

"It's alright," Finn whispered.

As the truck stopped in the street, I quickly jumped out and ran into the house, "Is Puck home yet?"

Mom looked up from where she was making dinner, "No, is something wrong?"

"He ran out of glee after singing School's Out," I told her and sat down at the table.

"Was it good?" Mom asked.

"Scary," Finn said as he walked in.

I stared down at my phone: No New Messages. I tried not to cry, the last time he didn't call me back was because he was sick, but that wasn't the problem this time.

Grace and Burt walked in the kitchen, "Is Noah home? I got an A on my math test," Grace smiled while giving Mom a hug.

"He's not home yet," Finn told her softly.

I got up and went in my room. I slowly sat on my bed and took a few deep breaths. Everything was ok, Puck was going to be fine, he was probably just taking a jog or a drive to clear his head.

I picked up my phone and dialed Puck's number. I whined at the sound of his message signaling Puck not answering his phone.

"Noah, I need to know you're ok. Please call me back, please," I whispered in the phone before ending the message.

"Sarah," Kurt's voice came softly from the other side of my door, "Can I come in?"

"Yes," I answered.

"Hi," Kurt smiled and walked in.

"Hey," I replied.

"You're really worried about Puck, aren't you?" Kurt asked as he sat on my bed.

I nodded and stared down at my phone.

Kurt gave me a one armed hug, "It's Puck, you know how he is, he's probably off somewhere just taking a moment to himself to reflect on his life."

I pulled back and looked Kurt in the face, "I am pretty sure thatis definitely not what he is doing."

Kurt laughed, "Yeah, he's probably just getting drunk or something."

My eyes widened.

"Oh, no, no, I didn't mean...I mean the old him...well," Kurt stumbled to get his words out.

"It's fine," I shrugged.

Kurt pulled me back against him, "Trust me, it's going to be ok."

I nodded and tried to believe him.

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"Where's Noah?" Grace cried into Finn's shoulder.

"I don't know," Finn whispered.

I blinked back tears and glanced at the clock on my phone, 9:45; about seven hours sense anyone has last seen Puck.

Mom was going through her phone book and calling anyone that she thought my have seen or heard from Puck. Burt was talking to the police and trying to find out what to do. Kurt was calling everyone in glee to see what they knew. Finn was trying to keep Grace calm. I was just sitting on the couch trying not to cry while waiting for any sign of my boyfriend and best friend.

Mom sat next to me, "Do you have any idea on where he might be?"

I shook my head, "I don't know."

Burt sighed and sat next to Finn. He pulled Grace off of him and onto his own lap, "The police said call back tomorrow afternoon around the same time he disappeared to report anything new."

"I want my brother!" Grace cried harder.

"We're trying," Burt said quietly.

"I think it's time for Grace to go to bed," Mom said and stood up.

Burt nodded and stood with Grace connected to him, "I'll go tuck her in."

I watched Mom and Burt leave the living room. A few tears dripped down my face and I hastily wiped them away before Finn or Kurt could see them. Unfortunately, both of them noticed.

Kurt ran over and started smoothing down my curls, "He's alright, he's safe."

Finn came and pulled me against his shoulder, "Don't worry, I'm sure he's probably just running around."

"What if he's with another girl?" I asked softly.

Finn and Kurt exchanged a look, "He's not," Kurt stated confidently.

"Yeah, he loves you Sars, he'd never hurt you like that," Finn squeezed me closer.

Burt walked back in the room, "I think you guys should go to bed."

The tears came faster down my cheeks, "Burt," I whimpered.

"Sarah, you need to sleep," Burt told me, "I'll wake you up if we hear anything, I promise."

I went over and hugged him, "Thanks."

"No problem kid."

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Kurt carefully applied the makeup to my face, "Goodness, you did not sleep at all last night, did you?"

"No," I croaked.

Puck hadn't come home. He was gone. I had waited up all night for him, except for maybe two or three hours, but that was it. I couldn't sleep at all, it was so hard to try and just lay there and forget everything that had happened during the day.

"Sarah," Kurt sighed, "Honestly, you'd get better grades if you just skipped today and slept in the nurse's office."

I ignored him because I was planning on skipping, but I wouldn't tell him that. I wasn't going to be sleeping in the nurse's office though, I was going to look for Puck. I was gonna try the river bank first, but I had no idea where after that.

"These bags are going to be affecting you for days," Kurt muttered.

I rolled my eyes, "I'm sure it's going to be fine Kurt, I have bigger worries."

Kurt sighed, "I know."

There was a knock on my door and Mom walked through, "Time for you guys to leave."

Kurt nodded and stepped back, "I'm afraid that's the best I can do."

I shrugged, "It's fine."

"He'll come home," Mom assured softly as we passed her.

"Don't go," Grace's voice came.

We walked down the hall towards the front door to see Grace gripping onto Finn with tears streaming down her face. A little after the rest of us went to bed, Grace had gone upstairs and cried in Finn's arms for a few hours before falling asleep like that. She had some sort of bond with him now that Puck wasn't here.

"I have to, Gracie," Finn said quietly and knelt down to her level.

"Will you come back?" Grace asked.

Finn nodded and pulled her in for a hug, "I promise."

Finn stood up and walked through the front door. Grace gave me and Kurt a tight hug before we followed Finn.

I was halfway in my car when Finn noticed I wasn't with him, "What are you doing? Aren't we gonna drive together?"

I shook my head, "I just want to be by myself for a little while."

Finn nodded and climbed in his truck. Kurt was giving me a look through the windshield. I hid my eyes in hopes that it would stop Kurt. I hope he doesn't know what I'm doing.

Finn pulled out of the driveway and onto the road towards school. I followed him to try and act normal. Once in the school parking lot, Finn went around back to his usual spot by the gym. I quickly turned my car around once he wouldn't be able to see me anymore and went back on the road.

I drove down to the river bank in probably half the time it usually takes me. Puck wasn't there. I let out a sob and brought my head down to rest on the steering wheel. After a few minutes of crying, I sat up and wiped my eyes. Now what? I grabbed my phone and decided to try texting him again.

Where are you? ~ Sarah

I waited for five minutes and was about to just go drive around town when my phone buzzed.

At the house ~ Puck

I stared at the text. Did he really have enough time since we had left to get to the house without us seeing him? If he had gone home, Mom or Burt would have called. Unless they were too busy yelling at him to do so, but still...

Are you sure? ~ Sarah

Im pretty sure i know where i grew up ~ Puck

My heart stopped. His old house. The one place none of us bothered thinking of. We had all figured he'd never go there again since he hated it so much, but we were wrong.

I'm coming ~ Sarah

Dont bother ~ Puck

I bit my lip to stop from crying and quickly backed up onto the road. I don't care, I'm going to find him, I need to.

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I ran up the driveway to the front door. The house was a mess. Weeds were everywhere. The grass was knee high. I thought the bank takes care of that stuff when they take over a house. I guess not.

I pushed through the door and coughed at the sudden cloud of dust that emerged from the carpet when I walked in. I looked around, Puck really had just taken Grace and left all those months ago. When Burt and Grace came to get Puck and Grace's stuff for the new house, they must have done the same; just get the important stuff and leave.

There were footprints over the dust leading to the living room. Sure enough, there Puck was passed out on the couch with a beer bottle in one hand and his phone in the other. He must have woken up just long enough to text me. There were empty beer cans and bottles surrounding him on the floor and couch. I watched his sleeping body for a second with tears in my eyes. It was like he had completely given up on life and was just going to let its challenges get the better of him.

Slowly, I walked over to him. I carefully put a hand out and stroked his cheek, "Noah," I whispered.

Puck stirred under my touch, "Stop," he mumbled.

"Noah, wake up," I said softly and gently sat next to him.

"Sarah?" Puck muttered and opened his bloodshot eyes.

"Yeah, it's me," I gave a small smile, deciding not to get mad first.

"Why are you here?" Puck angrily sat up, "I told you not to come."

"Because I love you," I answered, shocked at his behavior.

"Well you shouldn't," Puck spat, "I'm just a loser who can't graduate high school."

I held back my tears, "You're not a loser."

"How do you know?" Puck yelled and stood up, "You're just 16!"

"How do you know you're not graduating? You just have to pass that test!" I yelled back and stood.

Puck spun around and glared at me, "Because I can't do it, that's why."

"You don't know that!"

"And you do?"

I stopped, he was right. I could believe in him all I wanted, but I had no solid idea on what was really going to happen when he took that test.

"That's what I thought," Puck glared and turned around to walk away.

I grabbed his hand, "Noah, please."

Puck stopped, but didn't turn, "What?"

"What happened with Ms. Doosenbury?" I asked softly.

"Nothing," Puck muttered.

"Puck," I groaned, "Something had to have happened because-"

"And that's what did happen!" Puck blew up and turned to face me, "Nothing! I have to actually study if I want to pass apparently! I can't do that! She didn't even budge!"

I carefully walked closer towards him until our chests were touching, "Noah, you can do this, I know you can. If you don't want to put your head in a book for yourself, fine, but then do it for me. Do it for Grace. Do it for Beth. For this baby in me that's just waiting to come out and meet their daddy. Please, Noah."

Puck's eyes bored into mine. We stayed standing like that for a minute before Puck cleared his throat and stepped back, "I need to take a shower...or well, I can't but I guess I'll change clothes."

I nodded and dropped his hand, "Ok."

I watched him give me one last look before turning and walking up the stairs. I sat on the couch and let out the breath I had been holding in since I saw him passed out. I looked around the old, dusty living room and smiled softly at the pictures. Most of them were school pictures of both Grace and Puck throughout the years, but there were a few of the two of them on vacation or in sports and stuff.

There was a knock on the door and I considered whether or not to get it. I glanced at the stairs and, without seeing or hearing Puck come, decided to just answer the door.

I looked through the peep hole only to be met with the top of a man's dark hair. I rolled my eyes, he was probably trying to sell lawn mowing services or something.

"Hello," I greeted after opening the door.

"Does the Puckerman family live here?" the man asked.

I nodded and took in the man. He was wearing normal clothes, maybe his shoes looked a little old. He had a brown bag in one hand that looked like it was having a hard time holding up whatever it was carrying. His face and eyes almost looked worn out as if he had had enough of life. But there was something that seemed familiar about him.

"Is anyone home?" the man preceded to ask.

I was about to answer when Puck came down the stairs, "Hey, did I hear someone come to-" he stopped and stared at the man, "Dad?" he barely whispered.

I whipped my head from Puck, to the man, back to my boyfriend, "This is your dad?"

Puck nodded and walked as quickly as he could towards me, "Go upstairs," he ordered me while pushing himself in front of me.

"You got yourself a girlfriend, Noah?" Puck's dad asked.

"Sarah, go," Puck placed a protective hand on my stomach and gently pushed back while still staring at his father.

"Noah," I said softly and wrapped a hand around his wrist.

"Sarah," Puck turned his head to look at me, "Please do as I say."

I dropped my hand and nodded, "Ok," I slowly backed away towards the stairs, keeping my eyes on the two Puckerman men in front of me.

As I turned and started up the stairs, I heard Puck's dad speak, "You've got a pretty one there, Noah, I'm proud of you. How'd you pick her up?"

"Met her a few days after you left us," Puck spit.

I made my way into Puck's room and carefully sat on his bed. Who knew I'd find Puck and meet his dad in the same day. I bit my lip and tried to think of what could be going on downstairs. What did his dad want?

We had only talked about his dad twice, but that was the first year we had moved to Lima and we were still in elementary school, so I don't really remember the exact conversations, but I know what happened.

The first time, Mom and Dad had taken me and Finn to the park the day we moved in. Finn and I had gone to the swings only to meet a small, crying boy. I remember feeling bad for him and Finn saying we should try to be nice to him. We talked to him and learned that his name was Noah. We asked why he was crying and he said because he didn't have a dad anymore. Finn and I had then told him that he could share ours. Next thing we knew, the three of us were inseparable.

The next time we talked about his dad was a couple weeks later on Father's Day. Ms. Ruth had called Mom and asked her if we could come over. Once there, Ms. Ruth sent us up to Noah's room where he had been crying the whole day about his dad. Finn and I did our best to make him happy again, and ended up just hanging out eating brownies and cookie dough while watching Star Wars.

That had ended on being our tradition, our little thing. Whenever one of us got upset about something, like a bad grade with me or a broken heart with Finn or not getting picked for a team with Puck, we would watch Star Wars while eating cookie dough and brownies. Probably not the healthiest thing we could have done, but it worked.

I blinked and looked at the clock, I had gotten lost in my thoughts and it was now 7:30, 15 minutes since I had come up here and half an hour overall since I'd found Puck.

Speak of the devil and he shall come, Puck walked through the door. He looked exhausted and drained. I didn't care anymore that he had left us without saying anything, he was broken and needed help.

"Noah," I muttered and walked over to him. I carefully pulled him into my arms and squeezed tightly.

"I can't believe that just happened," Puck whispered in my ear.

"I know," I whispered back and rubbed my hand up his back. I gently sat him on the bed and sat next to him, "Wanna talk about it?"

Puck stared down at the ground, "I gave him $500."

My heart dropped and my breathing slowed, but I squeezed his hand anyways, "For what?"

"Rent," Puck answered, "Now I don't have to see him ever again."

I nodded, that made sense, but it was still a crap load of money that we were going to need, yet didn't have anymore.

"I am so sorry Sarah...I...I can't believe this...I just...I don't know," Puck put his head in his hands, "I didn't know what to do."

"It's ok, we'll find a way to get past this," I said softly and tilted his chin up to look me in the eyes, "I promise."

"And I know where to start," Puck stated, "I'm gonna pass that test and I'm gonna graduate high school."

My eyes widened and a small smile formed on my face, "Really?"

Puck smiled back, "Really."

I let out a squeal and hugged him tightly, "Oh my gosh, this is amazing."

Puck pulled back and stared at me, "I'm doing it for you and for all the people you mentioned earlier, but now I'm doing it for myself too. He didn't graduate high school and now needs to beg from his kid, that's not going to happen to me. I will not let myself have to eventually beg for money from Beth or from this little baby," he put hand on my stomach, "I'm gonna earn it myself with my high school diploma and maybe a community college degree."

I smiled wider and pulled him close again, "I am so proud of you."

We stayed like that for a minute before Puck pulled away, "I have to go."

My smile dropped, "What?"

"I need to get to school and have the glee guys help me study for that test, it's tomorrow and I cannot fail," Puck said and stood, "Come on, I'll drive."

I shook my head, "I'll drive myself so I can get home later," I stood next to him and we started walking down the stairs, "You're really gonna pass?"

"I'm gonna try my hardest," Puck smiled and opened the door.

I smiled, "That's all I ask for," I grabbed the back of his neck and forced his mouth onto mine.

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A/N: This episode is in two parts, you'll see the rest next chapter. What'd you think? They never really said how long Puck was missing for, but I figured one day would be good enough. This is a pretty fast update, I think, it just took me the weekend to write. I have most of the rest of the story planned out, but could use some suggestions if you have any. PLEASE REVIEW with any questions, comments, concerns, or suggestions! I love each and every one you guys send!

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Ace5492 - Thanks!

FinchelFan728 - It'll actually be like half and half, I think, I'm not positive, I'll have to see how long it ends up being. If you have any ideas on what Rachel and Sarah could do, if you know what's happening next chapter, I'd really appreciate them.

raem9898 - Thanks for all the positive remarks! I have two different ideas on when Burt and Carole are going to find out, if I still haven't decided when it gets closer, maybe you could help me chose which one's better.

stephpb1298 - Lol, it will be the same idea that was on Glee, but with my own twist. There won't be the college letter scene, just the after stuff, it might actually be similar to next chapter a little. Same with the train scene, but with a little more stuff.

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Sneak Peak: Even though I've only known her for eight months, I've never seen her this upset and broken.

Just a tiny part, but I figured you might be able to figure out what's happening next.