Hey guys, remember me? This chapter has taken ages to write, it was a really big struggle. I've had a lot of real life issues but I do apologize for the long wait.

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Warning: A little bit of M in here because it's Puck. Also this is unbeta'd because I felt so bad for making you wait so long. I've sent the chapter and will change it when my wonderful Beta finishes it. Thanks.

Wheels

The Couch had given into the football practice demands and had allowed the glee members to return. Emma had pointed out how silly he was being and when he found out about Rachel, Puck and the baby he had changed his mind. All the guys returned to football except Kurt who wasn't welcomed by the other members. Puck went back although he still hadn't forgotten about the fight or the slushies.

"Guys," Will Schuster called as everyone entered the room Tuesday morning. They had already been told that the school wasn't funding the bus to sectionals, but no one seemed too bothered. "I was really disappointed by your reaction to the news about the bus. No one here understands how Artie feels so I thought we would spend the week in wheelchairs to help get a better understanding."

"Has there been an accident?" Brittney whispered in Pucks ear as she looked at all the wheelchairs in front of her. "Is Mr. Schue like Artie now?"

"No," Puck said rolling his eyes, beside him Rachel stifled a giggle. "The wheelchairs are for us."

"Have I been in an accident?" Brittney asked glancing down at her legs. Puck didn't reply so she began to slowly move her legs to make sure she could. "I don't understand."

"Everyone is going to spending this week in wheelchairs," Mr. Schue repeated for Brittney's sake. "That's everyone, no exceptions."

"This is going to make morning sickness a treat," Rachel muttered grabbing her bag and standing up. She turned to glare at Puck, he was entirely to blame. "Men get it so easy."

Rachel stormed off leaving the entire glee club behind in shock. Even Mr. Schue was surprised, he hadn't even finished speaking.

"She's been chucking up all morning," Santana offered. "Her hormones have been swinging all weekend. She shouted at me for making her a cup of tea and then I found her in the bathroom sobbing ten minutes later because she broke a finger nail."

"Well there's only one person to blame," Kurt offered standing up. Without Rachel there wasn't much point in continuing with the meeting and he wanted to put on some more hand cream before first lesson anyway.

"Oi, Rachel's pregnant. You can't blame her for her mood swings," Puck scowled.

"Oh my darling Mo-hawked Neanderthal, I wasn't blaming Rachel for her mood swings," Kurt smiled. "You're the one that knocked the already demanding, uptight and song hogging girl up. This entire year will be your fault."

Kurt left the glee clubbers in the room and Puck quickly turned to Santana for support.

Santana shrugged, "I'm with lady lips and you did knock her up."

"If I get found dead or something then I want you to go to the cops," Puck said turning to Artie. "Tell them about these hormonal chicks, it wasn't an accident."

"When we kill you Puck they won't be able to find the body," Santana replied with a grin. "I'm Santana Lopez, I do things properly."

Rachel drummed her fingers nervously against the plastic chairs. She couldn't stop fidgeting and she was really getting on her own nerves.

"Chill," Puck said grabbing her hands in his. "That kids a Puckerman, she'll be fine."

Rachel nodded her head and continued to watch the door ahead. It was their doctor's appointment and Rachel had asked Puck to come along the week before. Santana and Brittney were waiting at bread sticks for them anxiously waiting on news of the babys progress.

Mrs. Lopez had bought her a baby book and it had been full of advice and tests to run on an unborn foetus. If that hadn't been bad enough the book had also mentions multiple births. Twins!

"Miss. Berry?" A male doctor called opening the door. He was fairly young, dressed in a smart dress shirt and pants. He smiled at the young couple and added, "Would you like to come in for your scan?"

"It's a dude," Puck whispered to Rachel as they both stood up. "Guys got another thing coming if he thinks I'll be letting him into your pants."

"He's a doctor," Rachel hissed tugging him into the office with her. "Trust me, at the moment he'll be the only one getting into my pants."

As the doctor asked Rachel to get on the table he left to collect paperwork.

Rachel jumped onto the table and unbuttoned her jeans and lay back lifting her top up several inches to reveal her rounding stomach.

"Cute," Puck mumbled staring at her stomach. "It's tiny like you."

"I'm not small Noah, I'm perfectly proportional to my size and my age."

"Let's hope the kids got good Puckerman jeans or it'll be a midget like its mom."

Rachel scowled and was about to comment when the doctor returned. It only took a few moments for the doctor to set the scanner up and after a quick squirt of some liquid to help move the probe around her stomach the doctor found the baby.

"The baby looks healthy and everything seems to be progressing nicely, I can tell the gender if you would like to know," The doctor said glancing at the pair.

Puck stared in awe at the screen and walked around to grab Rachel's hand as he watched his kid on the screen. It was baby, his baby. He couldn't take his eyes off the screen. "I don't care, whatever Rach wants."

"It'll be easier to plan and everyone's already calling my stomach Caroline, yes please," Rachel said smiling.

"Congratulations, you're having a boy."

Both teens gasped in shock and the same thought crossed their minds.

'How are we going to tell Brittney?'

It took several hours, a lot of chocolate and a baby photo to convince Brittany that the baby was a boy. She was convinced that lord Tubbingtons was right and the doctor had been wrong. She'd booked an appointment with the doctors for Lord Tubbingtons to be checked over. Puck had tried to point out that animals usually went to the vets, but Brittany insisted that he didn't like the vets and the doctor she went too understood his needs better.

"A little mini Puck," Santana said exchanging a smirk with Puck. "Kids going to drive everyone up the wall if he takes after his dad."

"Just because he's related to Noah doesn't mean he will be driving anyone anywhere. My son will be well mannered, pleasant and respectful of everyone including ladies," Rachel claimed looking at the other three for support. They didn't seem the least bit convinced and Brittany even whispered 'I thought Puck was the father though'. "Oh god," Rachel moaned pressing a hand to her stomach. "He's going to be an ill-mannered boy with no respect for anyone apart from his mother, isn't he?"

Puck snorted and wrapped a comforting arm around Rachel. "At least if he takes after his old man we're going to have the best looking boy in the whole of Lima."

"Don't worry B, Aunty Snix's will teach the kid some manners," Santana offered.

"He's going to be respecting you because of those girls on your chest, he'd do anything if you asked him too."

Rachel smacked Puck over the back of the head. "Our son isn't even born yet, let's keep him be sweet and innocent till he's old enough for you to lead him astray."

"Fine," Puck grumbled kissing the top of Rachel's head. "I'll wait untill you're asleep and, then the kid and I will have a chat."

"Aww," Santana sighed leaning forward and pinching Puck's cheeks hard. "Cute little daddy Puckerman."

"Shut up Satan, I'll be telling him that his Auntie Snix sucks if you keep going."

"Please, I'm amazing, he's going to love me."

Puck chuckled as he mixed more cake mix. He's already made enough cakes for the bake sale, but several of the freshly made cakes kept disappearing. "We've got a cake thief," Puck commented counting another two missing cakes on the tray. He turned and raised an eyebrow at an innocent looking Rachel. "Got anything to confess Miss. Berry?"

"Nope," Rachel blushed hiding a half-eaten cake behind her back. "I don't know what you're talking about Noah."

"Really?" Puck asked walking forward. He placed a hand either side of her, resting them on the countertop and leaned into her. His lips went to her ear and Rachel dropped the cake and placed her hands on his chest. "I've just caught you red handed because that cake on floor isn't mine."

Rachel ran her hands over Pucks shirt, his muscled chest and six pack at her fingertips. He had an amazing body, no one could deny that. Her hormones were all over the balance and right now she would do anything to have puck again. Rachel trailed a shaking hand down his front stopping at his groin and nervously she reached forward and cupped his manhood. He hardened at her touch and Puck pushed his hips into her hand.

"Fuck," Puck cursed moving his lips to suck on the skin of her neck. His erection hard from her touch, he got aroused at anything these days. He hadn't been with anyone since finding out about the pregnancy and it was getting tough. He wanted Rachel, constantly and the only relief he got was his own hand. "I need you baby, so fucking much."

Puck moved one of his hands to rest on his waist, the other went to her edge her skirt. His hand felt her soft skin and slowly moved up, under her skirt. "Fucking tiny skirts," Puck muttered grinding his hips against her experimenting hand. "You kill me baby, walking around in these, sexy long socks and carrying my kid." Puck moved his hand to the inside of her thigh, slowly working his way up.

Rachel was panting, she was like a sex starved hussy and she didn't care. She wanted Puck and her hormones were driving her crazy for him. She needed him so badly, his teasing was killing her and her hands went to his jeans. She popped the buttons and grabbed the zip just as Puck's hand went to the edge of her knickers.

"Wow..." A shocked Finn said at the door way, his eyes wide as he took in the scene. "I'm er... I'm sorry. We need some more cakes to set up, Santana said you guys were doing it. I'll er... I'll leave you two alone."

"Move out the way Frankenstein, if you leave them alone again we'll never get any cupcakes," Santana said pushing Finn out the way. She looked at them both and raised an eyebrow. "If you want to shag, do it at home. Don't have sex in the place I make my food. Hand out of her panties Puckerman and zip yourself up."

"Bitch," Puck muttered removing his hand from under her skirt. He leaned forward and softly kissed her lips. "Couldn't have you lot left us alone?"

"It's fine Noah," Rachel said moving her hands to his chest. She took a deep breath and pushed him. She really wanted him, but she wasn't about to do it in front of everyone.

"Don't worry Puckerman," Santana smiled as walked over and picked up a tray of cupcakes and handed them to Finn. "I'll take really good care of her tonight."

Puck narrowed his eyes and scowled as Santana directed Finn to take the cupcakes. "Don't even joke about that shit Santana, you don't get my girl doing anything like that. I mean it Santana."

"She enjoyed it last night Puckerman!" Santana called as she left, following Finn.

Puck went to go after Santana, but Rachel grabbed his arm and laughed. Santana and Puck really were too alike sometimes.

"You're my guy," Rachel smiled pulling him back to her and looping her arms around his neck. "No one else."

"Good, she goes on about naked pyjama parties then don't listen to her."

Rachel grabbed onto the wall for support as her wheelchair started to go backwards. She held herself up, out of breath. She hated this already, she was terrible at it. Artie had her full respect.

"Careful babe," Puck laughed holding onto the back of the wheelchair, keeping the chair up. "How can't you work this yet? We've been in it all week?"

"Yes, most of you have, but I've been spending my time running to the bathroom thanks to your child," Rachel huffed letting go of the wall and crossing her hands.

"So he's my child today?"

"Yes, we've fallen out," Rachel replied cross her arms and glaring down at her stomach. She felt horrible this morning. She was tired, hungry and queasy. She hadn't slept well last night and she was just completely drained.

"Aww baby," Puck smirked moving around the front of her chair. He grabbed her hands, pulled her out and took a seat. Puck grabbed her waist and pulled her onto his lap. "He's just growing. Our little guy loves you and his daddy is going to look after you both."

Puck pressed a kiss to her shoulder and wheeled them down the corridor. "How about, we go break into the kitchen and feed you both up?"

"Noah! I've got class and we can't just..."

"Please, you've got math and Santana will cover for you. You're hungry and then we'll take you back to class. Come on sexy, you need food."

"You're such a bad influence on me Noah Puckerman," Rachel sighed resting her head against his chest. "You're going to math class too."

Puck groaned, but wheeled them to the kitchens. It was easier to not argue with Rachel, she always got her way in the end.

"Fine," Puck agreed rolling his eyes. "Heard the gossip? Tina doesn't have a stutter."

"What do you mean Tina doesn't have a speech impediment?"

"All I know is my boy Artie's been going on about it all morning."

"I don't understand, why would she pretend to do that?"

Puck shrugged, "Girls got issues."

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