"You wanna pop in another movie?" Puck suggested.

"No." Rachel groaned, resting her head against his chest. "I'm too tired."

"Good. Because that was awful." He scoffed.

"The Notebook is a timeless classic!" Rachel retorted.

"Whatever you say." Puck said, running his fingers through her hair.

"Noah?" Rachel said after a minute of silence.

"Yeah?"

"What are we doing?"

"Sitting on my bed." He replied simply.

"No, I mean, what are we doing? We've hung out the past four days, we laugh, we hug, we snuggle, we kiss...but we're not a couple. And...I don't think we plan on being one, correct?" Rachel asked.

"I think we're just lonley, Rach." He said confidently. "Because of the army, I haven't seriously been with a girl since you. And you haven't been seriously with a guy because...well, you have no excuse, but yeah. And we're not a couple, although we may be acting like one these past few days, but that's fine with me. For once, I'm spending my leave with someone I actually like, and I love it, whether we're together or not."

"But you have no plans of us getting back together, right?" Rachel confirmed.

"Um, no, I mean, if you want to, I guess..." He said uncertainly.

"No, no, I was just making sure you didn't want to." Rachel said quickly.

"Alright, cool." He smiled, and there was silence again.

"Noah, I've been thinking." Rachel said, lifting herself up from against him and sitting on the edge of his bed, the old Rachel Berry maniac gleam in her eyes that she had whenever she thought of a new idea.

"There's a shocker." Puck said easily, putting his arms crossed behind his head and laying agaist the bed.

"I know I mean a lot to you, and you do to me, but still, you're not home a lot, so you have to make the best of your leaves. And I want you to spend your leave with someone you really love." Rachel began.

"But I do love you!" Puck retorted. "Not like that, but..."

"Yes, I know you do, but we're not going to be together and we're not going to get married. I want you to spend your leave with someone you truly love. C'mon, there must be someone!" She urged.

"Nope."

"C'mon!" She teased.

"Nope."

"Come O-"

"Quinn Frabray." He said suddenly.

"What?"

"Quinn Frabray." He repeated.

"There's an idea!" Rachel said.

"Even at our best, I'm sorry, Rach, but I never truly loved you the way I loved Quinn. Wow, she was, amazing. When I did it with her, it wasn't meaningless like the rest of the girls I picked up, no, I had wanted her for a long time. And then, for those brief months I had her, and then she was gone...then there was Sam, and Darren, and...she never gave me another chance." Puck said distantly, his mind wandering. "You know who else I never stopped loving?"

"Who?"

"Beth. I only saw her that one day, but from that moment I knew, even if I would never keep her, she was my daughter, and I would love her, always. I never saw her again, but I still think about her often. I also think about if things would've been different...me, Quinn, and Beth, one family..."

"I think you should call her." Rachel said suddenly.

"Who? Quinn? Beth?"

"Both."

"Oh, what a great phone call. Uh, hey Beth, I'm your father. Oh, hey, Quinn, I know we haven't seen each other in seven years, but, I'm still in love you." Puck said sarcastically.

"Well, if you say it like that, it won't work, but, oh, you know what? Why don't you call Quinn up and ask her to go with you and meet Beth! I'll bet she'd love that!" Rachel said excitedly.

"Even If I did, hypothetically, I don't think Shelby would want us barging in like that." Puck reminded her.

"I think she would. I'm her daughter, remember? She didn't get to see me for sixteen years. She'd understand." Rachel said knowingly, and handed him the phone. "Call her." She whispered. "Quinn. And then Shelby."

"Eh..."

"Please."

Puck dialed the number, hesitantly. "Hi, Quinn? Hey, this, is," He cleared is throat, and his voice deepend. Rachel laughed. "This is Puck."

Rachel got up, grabbed her coat, and motioned towards the door. Puck nodded and waved. Rachel gave him a thumbs up and smiled to her self as she closed the door and heard Puck laugh and start talking like they had just seen each other last week.

She considered it a successful day.