AN: As I previously stated, I am going to continue to write Puckleberry stories.  I may not have agreed with his life choices, but he was still an incredibly talented man. He was one of my favorites on Glee. Love my Puckleberry.  This story is in memory of Mark Salling. #GoForPuck

Disclaimer: I own nothing.

Warning Rated M for Mature Audiences

Rachel stood in front of her mirror, touching her baby bump.

"Oh baby, don't worry, your daddy will be here. He will come home. He better come home or I'll show him the meaning of light himself on fire. " Rachel whispered to her unborn child.

"Hahaha last we need is a pregnant, pissed off Rachel Berry." Blaine teased, leaning on the doorway.



Tonight were the Tony Awards, and Rachel was nominated for her first Tony Award. She has done it. She has shown all who doubted her who Rachel Berry is. She had all that she could ever want. Well, almost everything. Noah wasn't here. 

"Rachie,  he WILL come home.  " Blaine said.

"Yes, he will.  He HAS to. I can't live without my Puckzilla." Rachel said, giggling. "Puckzilla Jr needs his daddy."

Blaine smiled.  "Are you ready to go get your first Tony?"

"That damn Tony is Mine." Rachel said.

"Okay I've heard it all now. Rachel Berry just swore." Blaine teased. "Remind me not to piss you off."

Rachel and Blaine laughed. Soon they left for the Tony Awards.

Meanwhile across the World....

Puck was patrolling the area. That explosion near their bunker was a homemade bomb. Puck lost one of his close friends. The realities that today could be his last scared the hell out of him. Thoughts of his family and kids and Rachel came to mind every time. 

He wished he could be home to see her get her first Tony Award. His woman kicks ass. Even when he used to slushie her, he knew she was meant for greatness. Rachel.  His beautiful Jewish American Princess.  His world. Why did he waste so many years chasing Quinn when it was Rachel all that time. 

Puck didn't need her picture in front of him because she was in his mind. Embedded.

He began to sing to himself.  A song he had written. 

[AN: Musical Soulmate by Mark Salling]

[Puck]
I remember when I realized
The depth of your beauty for the first time
A million ears had heard you
But none had listened quite like mine

(Rachel)
Every phrase that leaves your lips
Makes me feel as if I'm paralyzed
Talking is trivial, sing another crazy note
And I will be the reload

[Puck]
The troubles that we knew before
Disappear and all I know is that
It makes no difference where you come from
I don't care if you need my love
You know I'll be there
I swear I want to sing to the world
No need to keep it a secret
You are the one, the only
My musical soulmate

[Puck](Rachel)
Darling listen
The audience is calling you
(They're calling you)
There's no way in hell that
They will ever feel you like I do

[Puck]
It makes no difference where you come from
I don't care if you need my love
You know I'll be there
I swear I want to sing to the world

(Rachel)
No need to keep it a secret
You are the one, the only
My musical soulmate

It makes no difference where you come from

[Puck]
I don't care if you need my love
You know I'll be there
I swear I want to sing to the world
No need to keep it a secret
You are the one, the only

(Rachel)
My musical soulmate

Rachel stood on the stage belting out the song she found on her dresser.  It looked like a song that Noah must have written. Tears streamed from her eyes. 

"And the Tony for best actress for Funny Girl goes to..... Miss Rachel Berry!!"

Rachel screamed and the crowd stood on their feet. Rachel accepted her award and touched her stomach.  She knew Noah was with them in spirit.

Meanwhile,  Puck finished the song. Suddenly a shot rang out and he fell to the ground.

He heard his name shouted out from close by.  "Puck!!!!"

The last thoughts in Puck's minds were of Rachel and their unborn child he was meant to meet. He will be ok. He will make it home and be the man, the husband and father they deserved.

Rachel, I love you. I will come home. Wait for me.

Rachel.....

Soon everything went black.

AN: Uh Oh what is going to happen next....

This chapter is dedicated in Memory of Mark Salling best known as "Noah Puckerman"