Here it goes… the sequel to the story I wrote in 2011 lol… let me know if you guys like it. Please read Hate first in order to truly understand what's going on! There's a lot more smuttiness than I thought but I personally dig it, hopefully you guys do too! Please review so I know if I should continue!

I don't own Glee of course and I haven't added any music yet but there is some to come!

SENSITIVE MATERIAL, PLEASE READ AT YOUR OWN DISCRESSION… NOT MY PERSONAL VIEWS.

Enjoy…

'Thank you for letting us stay, Ms. Hudson.' Rachel stated weakly as she and Noah carried their bags into the spare bedroom. Their doctors had discussed their options and decided that although the two would need extensive counseling and almost constant supervision; they were free to go home. Carol had been there immediately, offering up her spare bedroom for the couple and her time to try and heal them. It was generous and neither knew how to thank her properly for it. If she hadn't stepped up, they'd both be in separate treatment facilities and the thought frightened both of them more than they thought possible.

'Honey, you don't need to keep thanking me. I wouldn't dream of letting the two of you be forced into… into one of those places. I love you too much to let that happen.' Carol replied and ran her hand over Noah's shoulder. He didn't mean to flinch but he couldn't help it. 'I'm so sorry Noah… I didn't…'

'No, don't apologize.' He took a deep breath. 'It wasn't your fault… I'm sorry Carol.'

'You better not apologize either Noah, you've been through a traumatic event and it's going to take time to get through it. I'm just happy that I didn't have to say goodbye to either of you. We'll work on everything else.' She sniffled and tried to hide the tears that were blossoming. Hearing that the boy that she'd known since he was five, that she had helped raise, had tried to take his life and she had almost lost him was crippling. Add to that the fact that the girl that at one point she had fantasized becoming her daughter in law, the bright, determined, beautiful girl, had almost left her too and she was barely keeping herself together. 'Why don't you two get settled while I go start dinner? Finn, Kurt and Santana will be home from school soon and I'd like for all of us to come together… if you're feeling up to it.'

'That sounds lovely Carol. Noah and I will do our best to be a part of the unit.' Rachel answered nervously.

'Well we won't push it… if you two start to feel uncomfortable you're more than welcome to come upstairs.'

'Thanks.' Noah shoved his hands in his pockets and stared at his feet. Carol didn't know what else to say so she gave them both a watery smile and headed out the door.

'This all feels so surreal. I feel like I'm watching myself do and say all of these things without me really doing it.' Rachel admitted as soon as the door was shut.

'I know babe… I feel the same way. I feel like it's a dream that just keeps going and going and I can't seem to wake up.' He took a seat on the edge of the bed and motioned for her to join him. She curled up against his side. 'You seem more tired today than normal.' They had been in the hospital for a few weeks in recovery; doctors not wanting them to leave before their strength had returned. By the end of their stay both had regained that strength and even put on some of the weight they had lost in captivity. The fact that Rachel hadn't been able to keep her eyes open since they left the hospital worried him.

'I am tired today… and my stomach is off.' She yawned, cherishing the way his fingers ran through her hair. 'If my energy doesn't pick up I'll call the doctor tomorrow.' He nodded and wrapped his arms around her to hold her tighter to him. 'We have to change the bandages before dinner.' She added after a few moments of silence.

'Let's get it over with.' He groaned and stood up to strip off his shirt. Rachel stood and ran her fingers gently over the bandages that covered almost his entire torso and back. She grabbed the corner of one and slowly pulled it back. 'How does it look?' He asked as he winced.

'Not too terrible, they're starting to heal and I can't see any signs of infection.' She removed all of the bandages, threw them in the trashcan and prepped a cloth with peroxide. 'Ready?' He nodded so she carefully patted the cloth across his skin; trying her best to ignore his gasps of pain. When she moved around to work his chest, he grabbed her hand and stopped her so he could regain his composure.

'Fuckin hurts… I just need a second.' He breathed threw his nose for a few minutes then gave the nod for her to continue. Instead of going back to his chest she grabbed the hand that had just released hers and kissed the large, red gash running from his palm to the middle of his forearm. As if the scars on their hearts weren't deep enough, they'd each have to be reminded by the physical markings all over their bodies. It was a hard pill to swallow but day by day Rachel could feel that deep dark pain lessening. She was still scared and broken but she knew with the help of the man in front of her, that she'd survive this and help her live the life that their parents had always wanted for them.

'I love you Noah.' She whispered as she looked up from the wound.

'I love you too.' He used his free hand to move her hair out of her face.

'No… I mean I love you… I'm in love with you.' He gave her a warm smile, one that he hadn't worn in the weeks that they'd been free and ducked down to kiss her deeply. She dropped the cloth from her hands and wrapped both of her arms around his neck, enjoying the way his body felt against hers. They'd been intimate before… the first day they went home… but this time it was different. This time it wasn't about the fear or the anger or the sadness… it was about them.

'Oh my goodness, I'm so sorry!' Carol's voice rang out from the doorway. The teens broke apart with matching looks of embarrassment. 'I uhm… I just wanted to tell you that dinner is about ready…' She didn't look up from the floor as she shut the door and scurried down the hallway. Puck let out a throaty laugh and pulled Rachel back against his chest.

'I'm in love with you too Rach.' She smiled back and just like his, for the first time since the dark event in their lives, her smile made her eyes sparkle. 'God, you're beautiful when you smile… I missed it.' She only smiled wider as he let his thumb pass over her slightly swollen bottom lip.

'I missed you're smile too. You're eye color lightens when you're happy. It's like magic.' She giggled and pulled away from his embrace. 'It's time to put on your new bandages.'

'Or… we could just make out and tell them we're not feeling well.'

'I am not using our situation for evil Noah… even if the idea is quite appealing.' She picked up the new roll of white medical tape and worked her way around his body until it was nice and snug. 'My turn… and you better not think any funny thoughts about me without my shirt on.' She joked, a blush sprouting on her cheeks that made Noah smile.

'You're a hot Jew but I'll try and do my best.' With that he waggled his eyebrows, grabbed her shirt and pulled it off quickly leaving her in her bright pink lace bra. His eyes immediately went to her breasts and she had to fight herself not to cover them. 'Seriously… you're fucking gorgeous…' His voice trailed off as his hands ran up and down her now exposed sides causing her to shiver. Rachel knew what those hands could do and right now she was craving it.

'Tonight…' She breathed heavily.

'Tonight…what?'

'Tonight we should… we should… do it.' She whispered the last two words and her cheeks turned the same color as her bra.

'Do what Rachel?' His voice was gravelly with desire for what he thought she was suggesting but he wanted to make sure.

'I don't want to say it out loud.' She groaned and dropped her forehead to his chest. He moved his hands from her sides to her back and rubbed comforting circles. 'I want to be with you… again… but for real this time. I barely remember the first time because we were so messed up emotionally.'

'You were also pretty drunk…' He added dejectedly. Her head snapped up and she moved her hand to cup his cheek.

'Noah, I know what you're thinking right now and I'm going to kindly ask for you to STOP. I wanted what happened that day and I have no regrets. I just want the full affect of making love to the person that I know is the only person in the world for me.' She scolded making him grin like a child.

'Does that mean that when I ask you to marry me you'll say yes?'

'Noah, if you suggested we sell one of our homes and buy plane tickets to Vegas in order to do a drive thru wedding at a sleazy wedding chapel… I'd call the realtor myself.' She laughed. 'The two of us are all we truly have… we have Carol, Finn, Santana and apparently Kurt… but you and I both know that deep down, it's just us and I'm not saying it as a bad thing. No matter how scared I get, no matter how sad I get… as long as you're there with me, I know I'll make it through. What we did… tried to do…' She played with her own scars running up her arms. 'It killed us; just like it was supposed to… just not in the way we were expecting. It killed the part of us that felt hopeless, leaving us these new people yet again. Only these new people know that we are meant to live and carry on.'

'So it's a new start?'

'Yes, a new start as two strong, hot Jews that are no longer willing to be the victims. We survived two events that should have killed us and now its time to act like it. It's time we figure this new life out and try our best to be the best at it… because let's face it… I always have to be the best at what I do. I'm not saying that we shouldn't be sad or angry… I just think that maybe we should use our experience to help others instead of letting it hold us down.' Noah's smile was larger than any she'd ever seen on him before.

'My Berry is back…' Even though his eyes were dancing with happiness, she could see the way that they glistened with unshed tears that prompted her own.

'I'm not the same Berry that I was before but with you I know its okay.' She whispered and few of those tears escaped. He used the pads of his thumbs to wipe them away.

'I promise that I'll be here Rach. I can't promise that I can keep you from falling; but I promise to always be the one who picks you back up.' The words were enough to wash away any doubt she felt about her plans for the future. She could do this… they could do this. She squeezed his hand and bent over to pick the wash cloth up off the ground so that he could clean her wounds.

'I wish we could go home…' She stated as she turned around so he could un-bandage her back.

'Like back to one of our houses?' He asked as he carefully applied the cloth to the wounds. She hissed out in pain but carried on the conversation to distract her.

'Y-yeah… it's going to suck but we have to do it at some point… I think it may be therapeutic to actually acknowledge what happened and go through the grieving process for our families instead of keeping it bottled up.' He finished with her back while she spoke and spun her around so that he could get the ones across her chest and stomach. 'I mean, I know that I'm not a psychologist but the houses are like two giant anchors tying us down to the p-pain… ouch!' She shouted as he touched a particularly sensitive one.

'I'm sorry babe.' She could tell how much it upset him to be responsible for her pain and wished she hadn't reacted so poorly.

'It's not you're fault Noah, that one is just worse than the others… anyway… I think it would be good to go through my house and organize everything. Who knows, maybe we can sell it at some point so that we can use the money for school or our own home.'

'I have no connection to my house. My Ma hated it. I wouldn't mind going through everything and maybe putting the stuff we want to keep in storage. I know we have to stay here for two weeks but if we get the shit organized by then, then we can move into our own place or into one of the houses… yours was pretty fucking huge and in a good neighborhood.' He shrugged and began wrapping the white tape around her.

'It is in a really nice part of town. We could use some of the money we get to update it so that it feels like our own space instead of a space we're simply occupying. Maybe we could have it painted or something…'

'That sounds pretty awesome. Maybe as part of the therapeutic process we could paint it together. It'll really help give us that feeling of accomplishment… as if we really are putting the past behind us and moving forward together.' He replied nervously. Rachel beamed at him.

'That's a lovely idea Noah. We'll talk to everyone over dinner and see what they think. I don't want to rush us into something we're not ready for but I feel that this really would be a good thing.'

'Me too Rach… now put a shirt on so we can go get some real food.' At the mention of dinner, Rachel's stomach growled loudly.

'Oh… I guess I'm hungry.' She giggled and pulled Noah's shirt over her head.

'Hey thief… what am I supposed to wear now?'

'Nothing… you can stay shirtless and feed me grapes.' She answered cheekily and ran from the room, her laughter echoing through the hallway. Noah shook his head and grabbed one of his black undershirts before following her towards the dining room.

'Wow… you two look… happy.' Finn stated in shock when he spotted the two walking hand in hand into the kitchen.

'We had a sort of break through.' Puck shrugged and punched his friend's shoulder playfully.

'I hope the break through didn't involve defiling Carol's guest bedroom.' Santana joked causing Carol to turn bright red. Considering what she walked in on earlier, it wouldn't have been a far stretch. It was Rachel who smacked the cheerleader and actually laughed.

'We did no such thing. We simply had a discussion about where the two of us see ourselves in the next few months.' Noah walked up behind her and wrapped his arms around her waist.

'We wanted to run the idea by you guys first.' He added and kissed the top of her head.

'Alright, I'm listening.' Carol announced, turning down the stove and taking a seat next to her son at the dining room table.

'Well, the first thing that I want to say is that I'm sorry we scared you guys… we were just so lost and didn't know what to do. However, neither of us regrets what we did. We regret that we scarred Finn and Santana and we're sorry that you're now responsible for us for the next few weeks… but what we're not sorry for is the realization that we… that we're s-supposed to be here. We were supposed to survive the attack and we were supposed to triumph; which is why God gave us yet another chance. It doesn't change how sad and broken we are but it gives us the hope that we need to continue and to make something of ourselves.' Their friends had tears in their eyes as Noah gave Rachel a squeeze to continue. 'Our first step is to go through our houses and get them organized. My dads had a storage unit so we're going to put the items we want to keep in there so that we're left with empty shells. Then we are leaning towards selling Noah's house because his mom didn't really care for it and moving into mine. We'll use some money to paint it and to make changes that make it feel like home for us.' She finished with a smile and watched as their friends processed the information.

'I think that sounds wonderful.' Carol responded first. 'Do you plan on going back to school or are you guys going to get your GEDs?'

'We haven't discussed school yet but I think that it would be better if we went back to school. Even though we had a rough time the first time we went back, I think that we're in a better position now to handle it. Plus, I think that being involved in things like Glee will help us in becoming integrated with society again.'

'I agree with Rach.' Noah shrugged. 'Plus, if we go back to school maybe we can start seeing Miss Pillsbury regularly.'

'If you're doctors had heard you guys talking like this they wouldn't have forced you to stay with us. I'm very proud of you.' Carol wiped at her tears and smiled. Noah squeezed Rachel's shoulders and stepped around her to open his arms for a hug. Carol looked up in shock but stood and slowly wrapped her arms around him; squeezing once she knew he was okay.

'I can handle hugs and stuff when I know that they're coming.' He chuckled and squeezed her tight. He even let her cry against his shoulder for a moment and only held her tighter. He knew how hard the prospect of losing two kids she really cared about to suicide was and he felt extremely guilty for putting her through that. 'Love ya Carol.'

'I love you too Noah.' She pulled back and squeezed his cheek like she did when he was a kid and the whole room burst into laughter. 'Alright, just so that we're clear… if you guys have a bad day which will happen… you talk to one of us. If you guys feel like things aren't going the way you need it to… you talk to one of us. If you need extra hands to help move boxes… you talk to Finn.' Everyone snickered. 'If you need extra hands to paint… you talk to us. You need hugs or someone to tell you how amazing you are and how much you are loved… you talk to me.' Everyone was shocked by Rachel standing abruptly and practically pouncing on Carol.

'We love you so much.' She cried into the older woman's embrace.

'We love you too baby girl, so much.' With one last squeeze Rachel stepped back wiping her tears and smiling at the whole group. Noah stepped up and wrapped her in his arms.

'So, I'm just going to throw this out there… I have not had real food since the night before we left on the trip… so… about six weeks.'

'Oh my goodness… well let's get you guys fed. How does homemade fried chicken sound with corn, mashed potatoes and chocolate cake for dessert?' Noah made a noise that only two people in the room had ever heard him make before… in the bedroom. Santana and Rachel looked at each other and burst into laughter. Noah glared at them but quickly forgot all about it when a large plate was handed to him. Rachel honestly wasn't much better… her stomach was growling loudly as she carried her own plate and sat down next to her boyfriend. She was starving.

The whole meal went by in a blur of crispy chicken and an overload of chocolate deliciousness. Finn and Santana left right after they finished eating so that Finn could drive her home, Kurt had gone to bed claiming he needed to add an extra hour to his nighttime regimen to counteract the grease from the food and Carol yawned her way to her room to watch her stories. Rachel had fallen asleep immediately after finishing her entire plate so Puck picked her up carefully and carried her to bed. He was glad they did their bandaging before supper so he didn't have to wake her. Instead he pulled off her black Converse sneakers, leaving her black and white polka dot knee socks and rubbed her feet, then carefully pulled off the jeans that she'd worn and replaced them with her tiny black pajama shorts. Even though her shirt was comfortable because it was his, he knew that nightmares still plagued her and the tee would be too loose and could get trapped under or around her so he pulled it off, took off her bra and gently pulled her black tank top over her head. He couldn't help but take a moment to stare at her perfect form. She had on her thick black rimmed glasses, her hair in a messy bun, and she looked absolutely peaceful. Honestly, he felt better and more complete at this moment than he had in weeks and it was all because of the girl lying on the bed, snoring softly and reaching for something on the bed. It was the whispered 'Noah…' that alerted him to what she was reaching for.

'I'm coming babe.' He whispered back even though he knew she was asleep. He slipped off his shoes, his jeans and his shirt and crawled onto the bed. Rachel must have sensed his presence because she was immediately wrapped around him and he couldn't have been happier. 'I love you Rachel.' He whispered as he removed her glasses and set them on the bedside stand.

'I love you Noah…' She replied and snuggled into the crook of his arm. He chuckled and pulled the blanket up and over them before switching out the light. 'We'll do it tomorrow… too full.' She added after he had thought she had drifted back to sleep.

'I can't wait babe.' He whispered back and kissed her forehead before closing his eyes and letting sleep over take him.

Noah woke up from a deep restful sleep, surprised that it wasn't a nightmare that had woken him. Instead he heard the faint whispers of the television and could see the flashes of light through his eyelids. Sitting up groggily he rubbed his eyes and fought against sleep to open them. Rachel was sitting up, wrapped in the comforter, giggling over the TV show she was watching. She turned around and gave him a smile that made his stomach flutter.

'What are you doing up?' He asked scooting up so he could wrap his arms around his blanket covered girlfriend.

'I woke up after a very pleasant few hours of sleep and threw up. Now I'm watching Always Sunny in Philadelphia.' She replied. He moved her hair out of her face and kissed her forehead.

'You okay babe? Was it the food that made you sick?'

'It was weird actually… I was fine one second and the next I was racing to the bathroom. I felt fine as soon as I was done. I'm going to tell Dr. Shultz tomorrow about it. Maybe it's connected to the reason I've felt so tired the last few days.' She shrugged. Realization hit Noah like a ton of bricks.

'Rachel…'

'Hmmm…' She hummed.

'I have a question for you and it's going to sound really strange and pretty uhm… personal.'

'What is it?' She asked, pausing Netflix and pulling down the comforter. The look on his face made her nervous. He took a deep breath and rubbed the bridge of his nose.

'When was the last time you had your period.' He hated to ask but it was a valid question.

'I… Noah… Why?' She stuttered.

'I know its super personal but… you've been so tired and now you're throwing up randomly… its just… familiar.' He didn't expect for her to burst into laughter.

'N-Noah, I'm not pregnant.'

'Rach, I'm serious… we've been inseparable for six weeks and you… you haven't had your… you know. We had unprotected sex. Now you're tired and throwing up… I'm just saying that it is a possibility.' He was sick with nerves but he knew he had to contemplate it as an option.

'Fine, I'll have Dr. Shultz give me a test tomorrow just in case. But honestly Noah, I think it's just the stress on my body. No body is built for the kind of treatment that ours have endured.'

'Yeah… you're totally right.' He rubbed his face with both hands and yawned. 'I guess I'm going to try and get some more sleep.'

'Rats!'

'What?' He looked up in surprise and saw a blush color her cheeks.

'Oh… uhm… I was just thinking that since we were both awake… we could…' Noah couldn't help but smile. He knew exactly what she wanted. 'I mean, I know the mood is probably all wrong now that we were talking about a teen pregnancy and…' She was cut off by his lips on hers. He twisted them so that she was laying flat on her back and he was laying on his forearm so that there was only slight pressure from his body weight on her. She moaned into the kiss and forced her tongue into his mouth, desperate for more. When Noah started moving over her jaw and down her neck, she thought she was going catch on fire and she couldn't help the loud moan that escaped when he worked over the sensitive spot just behind her ear. His chuckle was throaty and tickled her neck.

'I fucking love the sounds you make when I make you feel good but we gotta keep it down so we don't wake everyone up.' He whispered hoarsely. She nodded and pulled his neck down so that he'd go back to his previous ministrations. He sucked hard on the spot again and felt her body bow off the bed against him. Soothing it with his tongue he worked his way down her neck to the hollow crevice above her collarbone, alternating between small nips with his teeth and the gentle tickle of his tongue. Rachel's breathing was becoming labored and he could feel the way her body was starting to shake against his own. 'I'm going to make you feel so good.' He whispered against her skin as he worked his way under her shirt with both hands. She sucked in a deep breath when his rough fingers danced over her breasts creating a line of heat from her nipples to her core.

'Noah…' She rasped as he lifted her shirt over her head and started kissing his way down her stomach. He paid extra attention to the areas around the bandages, wanting her to feel sexy and loved but the way her stomach was rippling beneath his mouth made him desperate for more. He rubbed himself (embarrassingly) against her leg to relieve the need for friction and choked on his breath when she caught on and wrapped her tiny hand around him. To be honest, he didn't even think she'd be able to reach given their current position but the way her hand was moving around him seemed as if she could with ease. Even though it killed him to do so, he reached down and moved her hand away from him causing her to whine. 'Please.'

'Not yet Rachel… let me first.' Instead of continuing with the kisses he gripped both sides of the practically nonexistent shorts he had dressed her in and pulled them slowly down her legs, panties and all. She turned her head against the pillow, too embarrassed being completely naked in front of him. 'You're perfect Rach… so fucking beautiful... and those knee socks are seriously a huge fucking turn on.' He chanted as he lowered himself between her legs.

'Oh!' She arched in surprise and pleasure as he ran his tongue over her, flicking at the little bundle that had never been touched by another person. Her hands reached out on their own accord and gripped the sheets beneath her tightly. 'Oh my God…' She sighed and sunk into her pillows, content on letting the feelings he was creating take over. Of course, she had no idea that he was only warming her up… letting it build. Pushing her thighs farther apart, he dipped his hand under his mouth and let two fingers sink deep into her body. She immediately came up off the mattress in an arch. 'Noah… oh God… more…' She thrashed as he curled those fingers upward and started faster movements over her sensitive bundle. He could feel her clenching around him and could see a light sheen of sweat covering her entire body. He was mesmerized by how beautiful she was but he knew she was close and he wasn't about to let his girl down. He picked up the movements of his fingers making sure that he was rubbing that spot over and over again inside of her and wrapped his lips around her clit to suck hard. She saw stars, little gold ones behind her eyelids as she came without warning. Luckily she had the forethought to grab a pillow as she literally screamed; her body twisting and bucking against his hand, fighting for him to continue and stop simultaneously. It seemed to last ages but in all actuality only lasted a few minutes; which is still an eternity when it's blinding pleasure. She felt Noah crawling up her body, cradling her in his arms as she shook and tried to regain her breath. It reminded her that even though she was completely spent, he hadn't had any attention. She turned on her side and ran her hand over his body desperately, her whole being consumed with the need to make him feel as good as he had made her feel. She started kissing him sloppily and all but crawled on top of him to grind down on his hard member.

'Fuck babe…' He groaned and bucked against her; surprised by her boldness. She mewled and pressed down harder against him, finding herself wanting more of the magic he had already created and wanting to hear him want her back. He flipped her over and was stripped naked and sheathed in a matter of seconds, barely even registering that he was doing it. He settled between her legs and pulled her head off the pillow so he could kiss her with the same desperate energy that she had showed him. It was a messy kiss but neither cared as they wrapped their arms around each other to get as close as they possibly could. Noah entered her unexpectedly and they both gasped against one another when he lifted her leg around his waist and changed the angle. 'Holy shit baby… you're so… tight…' He groaned and pulled out at an agonizingly slow pace before thrusting back in fast and hard.

'Noah…' She gasped and lifted her hips to meet his rhythm. They were both desperate for the finish line but Noah wanted it to be a million times better than their first time and wanted to convey all of the things that he had a hard time saying. Rachel seemed to understand and held eye contact with him, refusing to break it, even when her eyes became heavy as he passed over that spot over and over again. Her grip on his arms tightened as she felt the heavy weight at her core that signaled she was almost at her peak. 'I love you…' She breathed against the skin of his neck, panting with exertion.

'Fuck Rach… I… fucking love you… too.' His gravely voice surrounded her and pushed her further towards the precipice. He sat back on his calves, pulling her up in the seated position so that their sweaty bodies rubbed against each other as they moved in synchronicity, a dance they had never really done together before but picked up naturally as if they were made for one another. His hand trailed down her stomach and between them so he could put pressure where he knew she needed it most. Her back arched yet again, driving him deeper inside of her and putting her breasts at the optimal placement for Noah. He dipped down and latched on to her breast as she drove down on top of him, pushing him deeper than before and putting even more pressure on her sensitive bundle.

'Noah, Noah, Noah…' She chanted. 'I'm gonna… oh God… I'm gonna cum Noah… so hard… ahhhhh…' He cut off her scream with his lips as she flew over the edge, her body writhing and twitching as her arousal flowed from between them. Two strong, erratic thrusts into the tightness that her orgasm had created sent him tumbling over the edge squeezing her tight to his body and biting her shoulder to hold back the sounds that wanted to escape him. 'Wow… is it always that amazing?' Rachel asked, kissing her way down his sweaty neck and holding her tight.

'That was seriously… in-fucking-credible.' He replied with a lazy smile as he dropped them both to the bed.

'So… it was good for you too?' She asked nervously as she ran her fingers over the bandage on his upper chest.

'Good? Fuck no baby…' She looked startled, surprised by his answer. 'Baby that was seriously the best I have ever had. You're the best that I've ever had.' He answered sweetly and kissed her forehead.

'You scared me.' She giggled. 'I was afraid you didn't enjoy it.'

'You really thought I didn't enjoy making love to my sexy girlfriend, who, by the way, is flexible and a very… very quick learner?' She giggled again before she yawned and snuggled under the crook of his arm. 'I love you Rachel.'

'I love you too Noah, now let's get some sleep because you wore me out.' She kissed his nose one last time and closed her eyes tight. Within seconds she was breathing deep and steady; a deep sleep settling in immediately. Noah pulled up the blankets and closed his own eyes, worn out and ready for a few more hours of rest.