CHAPTER EIGHT

MOVING INTO THE LOFT

PUCK'S POV

You leaned against the building wall as you pulled your phone from your pocket. You went to your contacts and hit the message button.

Puck: Hey man I was totally thinking of coming out for a visit. Got room?

Kurt: It would be great to see you Noah.

Puck: Don't call me Noah. It's Puck to you.

Kurt: Sorry Puck. But like I said it would be great to see you. Rachel would love to spend time with you. Only thing is you know Santana has 'moved' in right? Well …. matter of fact Quinn is moving in also.

Puck: Baby Mama finally done with Yale.

Kurt: Yes she got early acceptance into NYU; and she decided to take them up on it. Sooner the better right?

Puck: Totally. What's going on with my Jewish Princess?

Kurt: I'll let Rach tell you when you get here.

Puck: Kurt -

Kurt: No Puck. This is something Rachel needs to tell you herself. Face to face. Matter of fact she and Quinn are on route from New Haven now.

Puck: Kurt -

Kurt: Leave the girls alone for a little bit Puck. At least until you get here. Allow Quinn the time to settle in. Neither of them needs any phone hassle as Quinn is moving into the loft.

Puck: I'll be there within the week.

Kurt: Thanks Puck.

Your eyes lifted from the phone and you stare into the downtown streets of L.A. What's going on with you my Jewish Princess? Why do I feel this tightness in my chest that refuses to even soften for one moment?

You needed to get to New York pronto.

KURT'S POV

"Hey Santana; Puck is going to be staying with us." You walked from Rachel's room into the living space. "I'm guessing he'll be here in a day or two." You sighed deeply as you sat on the couch next to the glaring Santana Lopez. Great what you needed right now. Santana on a war path. "He'll of course share my room, So no worries on that front."

"What do I give a fuck?" Santana growled low in her throat. Her arms folded tightly against her chest. Her cheeks flushed even redder.

"Perhaps you shouldn't stay in the loft while Puck is here." You leaned your head against the back of the couch. "Rachel doesn't need anymore stress. Puck will do his best to keep his temper for Rachel – but with you so willing to be in such a fucking pissed off mood relentless then I'm sure that Puck will blow his top the moment he steps through the door."

Santana jumped to her feet. "Where the fuck will I go Kurt? I don't fucking know anyone in New York." Tears shone in her eyes. "I fucking have no money even to stay in the lowest of the motels."

"I'll lend you money to stay at the closets hotel; San." You calmly look up into her scared face.

She simply stares at you.

"I'm hoping perhaps some time away will help you to figure out some of this anger you have towards Quinn." You spoke quietly. "This loft is a very small living space for two people now we are going to have four and half people here."

"Thank you Kurt." She sighed deeply through her nose. "I'll pay you back."

You nodded. "I'll call the hotel that I stayed at when I first got to New York." You pulled your phone from your pocket.

SANTANA'S POV

"With my not staying here. Tell Puck that he better not break my bed." You walked over to the small corner where your stuff was. You pulled your suitcase and quickly packed. "You won't have to share you room now."

"This isn't about my not sharing my room." He said from the couch. "I honesty feel that you need a little time on your own right now; San."

You stiffened. Maybe I don't want to be on my own. You had to get out of this loft for a little while. You couldn't risk the life of Rachel's baby with your rolling coaster of emotions right now. You had to prove to Rachel that you were worthy to be not only in her life but her child's.

"I have the room booked on my credit card. Plus room service …. and if you feel like a few massages then feel free to have them." Kurt paused. "Just please don't let me pay for sex massages."

You turned around and growled. "Brittany is the only one who is allowed sex massages."

His eyes widen slightly. "I'm sorry for saying that."

"I need to get out of here." You grabbed your bag and left the loft.

KURT'S POV

So that's what is hurting Santana so much. You knew that Brittany was dating Sam. You knew that

she had currently broken up with Santana so she could be loyal to just Sam. Santana's heart was broken. She didn't know how to handle it. She had always had Brittany by her side. Now with Brittany repeating her Senior Year …. and Santana had quite college. Just why didn't she remain in Lima to fight for Brittany? There had to be something more going on with Brittany for her to chose Sam over Santana.

Perhaps Brittany is hoping that Santana will become a stronger person without always having her at her side? Perhaps Brittany is hoping that she'll become a stronger person without always having Santana at her side?

These questions had to remain unanswered for now. You couldn't take the time to figure this out …. to either text the Lima Gleeks or to fly back home to discover this own. You needed to remain in New York. Not only for Rachel; but for NAYDA and for Isabella. You had your life to live …. you had to live it.

RUPERT'S POV

You pulled into the parking space in front of the building that Rachel had pointed too.

"I'm shocked that you got a space right in front of the building. I'm shocked that you got a space near the building. That never happens." Rachel's brown eyes had widen in shock.

"It's just our lucky day." You grinned as you got out of the truck. You made sure to grab a few boxes out of the back. "Quinn you take a suitcase; and Rachel; you can take this light weight bag."

"I can take a suitcase." Rachel huffed.

"No." Quinn firmly spoke.

"Quinn." Rachel narrowed her eyes.

"No Rachel." Quinn firmly said. "You are still weak with everything hitting you all at one time. Don't try to think that you have your normal strength. Think of your child." She finished in a soft voice.

Rachel paled. "You are right Quinn." Her right hand rested against the flat of her stomach.

"Hey Rachel." A couple walked out of the building.

"Hey Hubert and Nikki." She turned to us. "Quinn and Rupert I would like you to meet Hubert and Nikki. They live a floor below Kurt and I." She turned back to the couple. "Quinn is moving into the loft."

"Awesome. I love meeting new neighbors." Nikki grinned.

Hubert was quickly tapping away on his cell phone. "I'm getting extra help so we can get Quinn's stuff in one go."

Rachel smiled in relief. "Thanks Hub."

"Welcome to the building Quinn." Hubert said as he passed us to the back of the truck. He lowered the back and hopped up. He began to move the boxes to the edge of the truck. Soon people came out of the building and grabbed what they could. Soon the back of the truck was empty.

"Don't worry about the passenger seat. Quinn's books are safe for a second trip." You tipped your head towards the loaded passenger seat.

RACHEL'S POV

You had tears in your eyes at how helpful the building was being. "Thanks for the help guys. I truly do appreciate it."

"Hey and Kurt would do the same for any of us." Fred grinned as he held the door open with his back so everyone could pass him. "Welcome to the building Quinn."

"Thank you." She smiled.

"Quinn I would like you to meet Fred. He and his twin brother George live to the right of Kurt and I." You spoke up as you stood inside waiting for Quinn to walk by your side.

"Hey Rach don't feel you need to tell Quinn all our names right now." Susan called out waiting to walk back into the building. "We'll tell her whom we are as we pass by her in the building."

"Are you sure?" You worried.

"Of course." Everyone replied in unison.

Quinn gently laughed next to you.

"What I hate being rude is all." You raised your right eye brow up into her hazel eyes.

"Everyone my name is Lucy Quinn Fabray. I go by Quinn Fabray. I'm from Lima Ohio just as Rachel and Kurt are. As of this morning I am a former Yale student. I will be attending NYU in the next week. " Quinn rose her voice so everyone could hear her. "I will be happy to get to know all of you at a later date. But right now I just think it's best if we get all my belongings into Rachel and Kurt's loft. So Rachel and I can finally unwind."

"Hello Quinn." Everyone said in unison once more.

"Seriously." Kurt said from the open elevator.

"What can I say. I like to do things in style." You lifted your right shoulder.

"We'll meet you at your loft." Hub said leading the gang up the stairs. Soon it was just you, Quinn, Kurt and Rupert left by the elevator.

"Kurt I would like you to meet my very special friend Rupert O'Neil." Quinn smiled.

"Hello Rupert." Kurt said.

"The famous Kurt Hummel." Rupert said as he stepped into the elevator.

KURT'S POV

What can you say.

You felt Rachel slip next to you. Wrapping your arms around her you pull her close. "I missed you."

"I missed you to." She sighed into your neck.

"Don't disappear like that again okay." You kissed her forehead.

"Okay." She nuzzled into your neck. "I'm sorry for worrying you."

You hummed.

You felt Quinn's eyes locked on you. But you didn't lift your eyes off the top of Rachel's head. You finally had Rachel back in your arms after her disappearance act close to a full twenty four hours ago. You won't going to let her go that easy.

"So Rupert if you don't mind getting my books from the truck?" Quinn's soft voice spoke out.

"Of course." Rupert's voice was equally as soft.

The elevator dinged. "You ready?" You murmured.

"I'm ready to get home again." Rachel sighed as she pulled away from you. She moved next to Quinn as the doors opened. You watched as Quinn gently wrapped her free arm around Rachel's waist; and the two girls walked from the elevator together.

You were happy that everyone were waiting at a proper distance from the door. Nice that they weren't crowding around the door. You unlocked the door and slid it open. "After you madams." You bowed at the waist.

"I like the bow." You heard Rupert's soft voice near your side.

"Thanks." You grinned at the older man as the others passed by you. "Everyone place Quinn's things near the sleeping areas. Next to the wall." You called out.

Once everyone as done they all left. Expect for Hubert and Nikki.

"Hey Rupert; I can help you with Quinn's books. I actually have a hand truck. So we can get them all in one trip." Hubert nodded.

"Fine with me." Rupert said from where he was leaning against the wall near the sleeping area. It was like he was guarding Quinn's things.

"I can help." You offered.

Rupert walked passed you towards the door. "Just still here with the girls. You three need some relaxing after all this stress." He looked over his shoulder to where Quinn and Rachel were sitting against each other on the couch.

"I'll see you at home soon Hub." Nikki kissed her young husband on the cheek before leaving the loft.

Turning your eyes back to the two men. "Thank you." You simply say.

They nodded and left the loft. You slid the door closed; but left it ajar for them. You walked and sat on Rachel's other side. Rachel moved away from Quinn and rested against you. Her arms wrapped around your thin waist in a tight squeeze. You rested your head against hers as you wrapped your arms around her body.

The three of you sat in a comfortable peaceful silence. You heard Rupert and Hub come quietly into the loft and heard them stack the boxes of Quinn's books in Rachel's sleep area. You heard the loft door slide gently close after them.

You close your eyes as you finally felt that Rachel was truly safe.

END CHAPTER EIGHT

Author's Note: I wanted to get Quinn moved into the loft quickly. In order to do that I needed a lot of help. So I made Kurt and Rachel's building just like when Quinn left Yale. Tons of people were very happy to help Rachel out without question. You will all meet everyone in the building later on in the story. Just as you will about the Yale gang.

I have finally given Rupert a last name. Seeing how I am making him a major character (as in his own point of view) in this story.

I decided that Santana really needed to be out of the loft at this point of the story. I was going to keep her there when Quinn arrived … but when I was writing the beginning of the chapter – I felt it would be easier to get her to a hotel for a few weeks. Allow Quinn to settle in. Rachel seriously needs to de-stress majorly before I have Santana lose her control on her anger …. I truly don't want Rachel to have a miscarriage. If I kept Santana at the loft at this point and time – then that could have seriously taken place.

I have decided to add Puck to the story early on. I want him to learn that Quinn has left Yale and moved into the loft with Rachel and Kurt. I want Rachel to personally tell him that she's pregnant. I want him to fully see the love that Quinn truly has for Rachel. I want Puck to finally move on with his life …. have him finally realize that he and Quinn are not in fact soul mates. It's time for Noah Puckerman to finally seek out his soul mate.