So I had another chance to update so here it is! This chapter does involve a beaten up Puck so you've been warned!

The rain poured in endless waves along the pavement both stinging and soothing the burns and bruises that started to reflect of his tanned skin, the soaked hat drooping over his head as it barely hid the purple mass of colour around his dark eyes. He held a dark bundle in his arms and dug his fingers into the wet mass of blanket like it would fall from his possession at any given moment. His breathing slowed as he ran into the nearest alleyway, his back against the brick edge for just a moment before carrying on through the back alleys being somewhat grateful that the rain covered the sounds of his footsteps well as he made his way to a small beaten up hotel, relishing the warmth of the place as he stepped inside.

Taking off his hat Noah Puckerman glared at the lobby of just a few people in a silent warning as they focused attention on the dripping wet man then quickly turned to their magazines or whatever else under the intensity of his look.

He made his way past and bumped the small queue to come face to face with a petite secretary with blonde hair pulled into a neat bun. "I need to get some more towels for my room please miss." He stated as she giggled clearly seeing the reason and flashing a flirtatious smile which in most circumstance he would have acted on but he was not in the mood. "Here you go Sir, freshly washed. I hope you enjoy your stay!"

Puck rolled his eyes at her chirpy mood as he took the towels and headed up the stairs to his hotel room noting that working in such a shithole the woman obviously wasn't always that perky.

The light came on and he threw the towels onto the bed and started to unwrap the bundle in his arms which was now starting to squirm with a sudden cry at the sudden burst of fresh air and probably because of the damp. Grabbing a fresh towel Puck began to dry the small child he sat on the bed with a smile of relief.

She was small and had only a tuft of blonde curly locks and a gorgeous pair of green eyes, she was indeed a stunning little girl if he had said so himself and he had never looked so proud just watching her. She squirmed under the pats of the towel and her lips dropped as she whined in protest and threatening to cry as she looked up to Puck's own dark eyes and sniffed a little.

"Beth, I hear you callin'

But I can't come home right now

Me and the boys are playin'

And we just can't find the sound"

Puck picked her up as her little arms waved around and he supported her head, bouncing the babe of just 4 months and lulling the song in a simple melody to soothe the child.

"Just a few more hours

And I'll be right home to you

I think I hear them callin'

Oh Beth, what can I do?

Beth, what can I do?"

He felt a sudden waver in his voice as he attempted to continue the song whilst not breaking eye contact with the little girl in his arms who seemed quite amused with the strange man holding and singing to her. He felt a lump jump up into his throat and couldn't stand to sing anymore as a single tear rolled down his cheek and smiled at Beth who was now letting her eyelids flutter as she surrendered to sleep.

Pulling back the covers and resting her on the pillow he sighed and stripped out of his wet clothes and put another pair of trousers on before taking the phone off the side and twisting the rotary dials awaiting for them to reach the start before he could enter more numbers and hear the dial tone sound. Puck sighed whilst rubbing one hand down his face and was just about to put the phone down when the dialling stopped and he felt his chest pound.

"Hello?" A feminine voice answered with a tone of sleep like haze and he took a deep inhale of air in, "This isn't funny calling at what 3 O'Clock in the morning? Do you kids have honestly nothing better to do with your pathetic-"

"It's me."

The angry voice on the other side of the phone went quiet but she was still there because he could hear the shaky motions in her breathing.

"I've found her Quinn, Beth she's…" his voice faltered into a quieter tone as he was interrupted by crying on the other side of the phone before Quinn spoke through her teeth, gritting them in anger. "What part of I don't care did you not get through your thick head Puckerman?! Never ring me again!"

With that the phone on Quinn's side was slammed down and Puck was left holding the receiver to his ear in shock. On the other end the blonde girl sat up with her legs hanging off the bed and her fists balled in anger watching as her tears fell on her legs, her fist unclenched as she sobbed hysterically, knocking the phone off her unit to it smashed against the floor with a loud bang.

In his black skinny trousers and knee high boots Kurt entered the room after just adjusting his grey sweater which fell off one shoulder elegantly and was pulled nicely together with a black scarf. He took a flute of champagne from the waiter and flitted around the room enjoying the buzz that he had missed for some time now, the mingling between people and laughter coming from the multiple tables of poker along with the sound of singing and piano in the background.

Since coming back he had been able to phone his father on a regular basis and Blaine had been nothing but a sweetheart. Kurt smiled slightly in thought as he scanned the room, trying hard to keep that smile when he spotted the Warblers' next to a grand piano, the tune being relayed off the instrument effortlessly by its player as the Warblers' took up formation in prep for their performance which as usual, caught the attention of all attending.

Blaine looked up and waved at him and Kurt gave a small wave back, retracting his hand when Sebastian looked over at him in wonder of who Blaine was waving to. Sebastian gave a small smile as Kurt looked down and before he knew it the first notes echoed in the room uplifting it in spirit, the attendants whispering and smiling.

"Oooh, Oooh, uptown girl,

She's been living in her uptown world

I bet she never had a backstreet guy

I bet her momma never told her why

I'm gonna try for an uptown girl

She's been living in her white bread world

As long as anyone with hot blood can

And now she's looking for a downtown man

That's what I am"

They all moved in perfect sync harmonising extremely well together with only the piano carrying a main melody and the parts they would thing taking over to build the beats. Kurt recognised the guy in the front to be Nick Duvall, a close friend of Blaine's since he had taken over the club and lead of the Warblers'.

What surprised Kurt was that for once Blaine was allowing himself to fade into the background and let someone else take the lead vocals. Kurt laughed at Nick who throughout the whole time was staring at the same blonde who had been flirting with Blaine a month or so before, anyone could see the guy was infatuated which in a way was sweet because Nick was a gentleman who seemed to fumble at flirting badly. Needless to say he was doing a pretty good job of it now.

"And when she knows what

She wants from her time

And when she wakes up

And makes up her mind"

Kurt's blue eyes fixated on Sebastian's green as he took over, he looked incredibly smart tonight in only a dress shirt and slacks. Kurt noticed that for once he wasn't wearing his glasses that and he must have been staring for too long because the Warbler pulled him to join the routine as the chorus of me separated into a circle to allow them to dance.

"She'll see I'm not so tough

Just because

I'm in love with an uptown girl

You know I've seen her in her uptown world

She's getting tired of her high class toys

And all her presents from her uptown boys

She's got a choice"

Sebastian took Kurt's delicate hand in his and twirled him so he stood on his other side, the two beginning to weave in and out and tap toe to heel in sync. Kurt smiled for the show, it was what he was always taught to do even if he didn't really want to be dancing like this with another man when Blaine was there, watching. He felt his chest ache as Sebastian sang the words which he couldn't help but think had another meaning behind them at this point.

He finally sighed in relief as Nick took back over on vocals allowing him to slip away from being the entertainment for a while feeling Blaine's burning eyes on his back and shuddering.

Kurt made his way to where Blaine had been sitting, rummaging through his jacket to pull out a cigarette and a match. Kurt had never condoned smoking in any way what so ever but at the moment the alcohol was doing nothing to soothe his stress so he took it and made his way towards the door to step out with it and get some fresh air. After ten minutes voices seemed to bellow up and down the streets from blocks away and he leaned forward in interest, taking a step forward into the road as he saw a lone figure attempting to run down the cobbled road with a limp.

The dark was doing nothing for his sight and when the figure came into view under a lamp post Kurt's face fell in horror, dropping the cigarette and running down the road just as some of the Sebastian came out from the club.

Tears felt hot on his cheek as he made his way up to Puck who was struggling to breathe at this point and the cries of an infant made Kurt stop in shock and hesitantly pull the jacket back from the bundle in his arms. Beth was streaming with tears, her little face read and her cries strangled as Puck tried to hush her.

"Noah? Noah, what happened?" He didn't care if he was crying just as bad as the baby in his friend's arms of that he was trembling in such a pathetic manner. He could hear Sebastian in the background followed by his footsteps but he didn't turn away. "You're bleeding! We have to-"

"No. Kurt. They're after me. Take Beth…please…" Kurt had never once seen Puck cry but as he studied the gash on his face he felt himself shake when Beth was thrusted into his arms. The girl was crying like mad and grasping at his sweater in distress.

"Kurt! Kurt….oh my god.." Sebastian stopped dead at Puck's mass sliding down the lamp post as blood came from all sorts of places on his body.

"Just go! Take her and go!" Kurt clutched the child as Puck looked behind at the yells of other men gaining up on him, Sebastian pushing Kurt the direction towards the club in attempt to get him to budge. "No! No…Noah I won't leave you like this!" Kurt stopped as Sebastian swivelled to look him straight in the eyes.

"You don't need this Kurt. I'll help him just take the girl to safety. Please go back to Bijoux, to Blaine." Sebastian's lips tightened at the mention of Blaine's name but he managed to smile in reassurance pushing Kurt away when the yells began to get closer.

Kurt ran down the road with Beth and looked back just once to see Sebastian hauling Puck's body over his back and heading off into the dark with a solemn look. When he got back to Bijoux he dared a look at the little girl, noting how much she looked like her mother and placing a kiss on her head and rocking her into a calm sleep.

So, I have no idea when i'll be updating next, hopefully soon.

I wanted to update now whilst I have yet to see the break-up episode. I think it's gonna be upsetting writing Klaine after this episode airs but obviously I will because i ship it soooooo much.

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