Well folks, the time has come! It's a little bittersweet to be ending this, but all good things must come to an end! I've really enjoyed writing this story and I want to thank Liz for giving me the idea and helping me along the way!
So, without further ado, the final chapter!
Before they knew it, The New Directions were on a plane heading to San Diego. The night before, the group performed their finals performance for the entire school as well as their own families. Judging by the reaction of the crowd, they would definitely crack the top ten.
Sitting next to each other on the plane, Puck and Rachel were playing a game of Go Fish, when it happened.
Without looking up from his cards, Puck muttered, "I love you, Rach."
In complete shock, Rachel stared at him, not sure if she had heard him clearly, "Noah? Did you ju-"
He chuckled, "Yes, I did, now do you got any eights?"
Rachel slowly smiled, "Go Fish and I love you, too."
In the seat behind them where Quinn was lying with her head on Sam's shoulder, a small smiled played on her lips.
"It's about damn time," muttered Sam, his eyes closed and his head resting against the window.
Waiting in the wings of the stage, Rachel quietly practiced her scales in a corner away from everyone else. Puck was chatting with Artie, Finn and Mike when he noticed her.
Slowly, he walked up behind her and wrapped his arms around her waist. Rachel smiled when she felt his lips kiss her neck, "Are you as nervous as I am?"
He scoffed, "Please babe, Puckzilla does not get nervous."
She turned around and raised an eyebrow at him, "Oh really?"
Puck smiled down at her, and shrugged, "Okay, fine. Maybe a little nervous. But we're gonna kill it!"
Rachel giggled and wrapped her arms around his neck, "You think so, huh?"
Puck slowly bent down and pressed his lips to her. She pressed into him, tightening her grip around his neck.
After a few moments, they heard someone clear their throats behind them.
They turned to see Mr. Schuester with a raised eyebrow, the rest of the club standing behind him, "Are you two going to stop kissing long enough to sing your duet?"
Rachel blushed, "Sorry," she turned back to Puck as the rest of the Glee club spread around the backstage, "I'll see you on stage, Mr. Puckerman," she gave him a wink and walked over to her spot on stage.
Puck pulled his guitar over his head, a large smile stuck to his face. He waited patiently for them to be introduced and when he looked over and met eyes with Rachel, he pointed to his eye, then his heart and then to her.
LADIES AND GENTLMEN! PLEASE WELCOME OUR NEXT GROUP IN NATIONALS COMPETITION! FROM LIMA, OHIO, THE MCKINLEY HIGH, NEW DIRECTIONS!
The audience applauded and Puck slowly walked forward playing his guitar, the band backing him up.
We didn't care if people stared
We'd make out in a crowd somewhere
Somebody'd tell us to get a room
It's hard to believe that was me and you
Now we keep saying that we're OK
But I don't want to settle for good not great
I miss the way that it felt back then I wanna feel that way again
Before beginning the chorus, Rachel emerged from the shadows.
Both of them singing,
Been so long that you'd forget the way I used to kiss your neck
Remind me, remind me
So on fire so in love. Way back when we couldn't get enough
Remind me, remind me
The next verse belonged to Rachel as she turned out towards the audience,
Remember the airport dropping me off
We were kissing goodbye and we couldn't stop
She turned back to Puck as he sang the next line
I felt bad cause you missed your flight
And then they both sang together
But that meant we had one more night
The rest of the song went amazingly. The chemistry they were admitting could be felt in the entire auditorium.
Waiting behind the curtain to go on stage, the rest of the New Directions stood watching. Quinn had to wipe a tear that had fallen down her cheek. She looked over to see Kurt, his hand over his heart and tears in his eyes. She reached over and grabbed his other hand. Shocked at first, he smiled, "We did good," he whispered. Quinn giggled and looked back out to see Rachel and Puck wrapping up their duet.
Oh, yeah, remind me
Baby, remind me
An hour later, Mr. Schuester was hoisting their first place trophy in the air. Puck lifted Rachel off of the ground and spun her, her lips attached to hers.
Later that night, Puck and Rachel were able to sneak away from the celebrations. They found a spot in a lounge chair by the pool, Rachel sitting between his legs, lying back into him. He was running a finger up and down her arm softly, neither one needing to speak.
They were exactly where they needed to be.
Song: Remind Me by Brad Paisley and Carrie Underwood