Summary: Rachel takes a fall down the stairs. When she wakes up things are different in more ways then one. Puckleberry friendship. maybe Faberry.

A/N: This is my first Glee fic so hang in there. I really hope I get the personallities right. I guessed on her fathers names because I dont think they were ever mentioned. Not that I could remember anyway. If they were please let me know and I will fix it.

A/N 2: ENJOY.

Puck was pulled from his sleep by the sound of his cell phone. He blindly reached for it keeping his face buried in his pillows. His fingers ran over his Xbox controller, a fork, and his alarm clock before finally finding his cell phone. He clicked answer and pressed his phone to his ear and gave a mumbled "Hello."

"Hello, is this Noah?" An all too familiar voice asked. He rolled over and looked at his alarm clock. It was almost eleven on a Sunday and he had planned to sleep until noon at least.

"Yeah." He said and waited to hear the other person talk again before confirming that he did indeed know who he was talking to.

"This is Howard Berry, Rachel's father." Puck sat up and rubbed his eyes. Something about the tone of his voice worried Puck.

"Is everything alright?" He asked already preparing for the worst.

"Not really actually." Pucks heart sank. This couldn't be good. Mr. Berry had only called him once and that was because he couldn't get a hold of Rachel because her phone died. "There has been an accident." Puck stood and was already looking for his pants so that he was prepared to leave if he had to. "Rachel… she took a fall down the stairs this morning." Puck could hear how sad the man sounded and he knew it wasn't good.

"Is she all right?" Puck asked pulling on his pants and a shirt.

"The doctors ran tests and there doesn't seem to be anything wrong." Puck heard the but coming. "She hasn't woken up yet." Puck felt sick.

"What hospital are you guys at? I'll come over." Puck searched for his shoes and socks.

"You don't have to do that. We just thought you would want to know."

"I want to be there for her." Puck grabbed his jacket and his truck keys and was out of the house before Howard even had a chance to answer. Once he got the name of the hospital he shoved his phone in his pocket and started his truck. When he got to the hospital Howard was in the lobby on the phone. His lips twitched in a smile when he saw Puck but his face fell quickly. He said a few more words before shutting his phone.

"Noah thanks for coming." He said softly.

"Of course. Has anything changed?" Puck asked. He really hoped that Mr. Berry would nod and smile and say that she is fine. But he didn't nod and smile, he frowned.

"No. She's still unconscious. Would you like to see her?" Puck nodded and mentally prepared himself.

They made their way back to the small room. Puck took a deep breath and entered. She had a big black and purple bruise on one side of her face and her wrist was in a cast but other than that there was nothing visibly wrong with her. Lawrence Berry, Rachel's 'daddy,' was in a chair next to the bed holding her hand. He looked up when they entered and Puck could see that he had been crying. Howard walked over and stood by his husband leaving the chair on the other side of the bed for Puck. He sat down and took Rachel's other hand.

Most people would find it strange that Puck was the one her dads called when this happened. All of their friends would ask questions and assume that he had something going on with Rachel. But it wasn't like that. Puck and Rachel have been friends for a long time. Of course when people saw them at school they didn't know that. They didn't understand. Rachel had this issue with who she let be her friends. She said she would rather be considered a loser if that is the way people saw her. So at school she and Puck ran in different social circles, at least, until Glee happened. Puck didn't understand why she lets people treat her the way that they do. If she were to show them the real her she would have tons of friends. Every time he mentions this though she tells him that people are going to see her the way that they want see her and if they don't take the time to look deeper and find the real her then that is there problem.

So nobody sees her the way that he does. Nobody sees the girl who would hang out with him when he was bummed out from the whole Quinn, Finn, baby thing. They don't see the girl that drags him from his home the weekend before his birthday every year to go to the arcade or to play paintball. He told her they could hang out on his actual birthday but she always says that she doesn't want to keep him from his football friends. They don't see the girl who made a point of getting the information from his mom so that she could call him after he was arrested for that ATM issue. If people just saw how cool she actually was they would understand. Rachel Berry is his best friend always has been and always will be and right now, she needed him to be there for her.

Puck tried his hardest but after a few minutes he let a tear drop. He quickly brushed it away and told himself that he had to stay strong. "How…when…what?" He asked after a bit. He didn't really know how to ask and he didn't know if they understood his question.

"We all woke up around eight this morning." Howard said. "I was going to make breakfast but we were out of soy milk so we ran to the store." He stopped and took a deep breath.

"She was in the shower when we left." Lawrence said. His voice cracked and a few tears slipped down his cheeks before he got it all out.

"When we got home we found her and called 911." Harold said. Puck's stomach dropped. He couldn't help but wonder when she fell and how long she was…hurt. He took another deep shaky breath before reaching across the bed and giving Lawrence's free hand a squeeze.

"She'll wake up." He said quietly and both men nodded. Rachel was their whole world. They needed some hope right now.

….

Puck had stayed at the hospital as late as he was aloud until he reluctantly went home. He barely got any sleep and when his alarm went off his mom came in. She told him he didn't have to go to school today if he didn't want to. He said that he would go but that if she heard anything at all to call him. She confirmed that she would and that she would let the school know that he was to be excused if things changed with Rachel. He didn't know if he should hope for a call or not. The call could go either way. He could be called and told that things are better but he could also be told that things are worse.

At lunch he sat with Lauren, Quinn, Finn, Sam, Mercedes, and Kurt. They all ate happily and joked because he didn't tell them. He didn't know how they would act and he didn't want to answer a bunch of questions. So instead he sat there and pushed his food around his plate. Every once and a while someone would ask him if he was okay and he would shrug it off as he didn't feel well, which wasn't a lie. It just wasn't the whole truth. He felt like shit and nothing was going to change that until Rachel woke up. During his class right after lunch he was called to the guidance office. Finn, Quinn and Sam all gave him questioning looks as he stood. He shrugged and left hoping that he got to hear some news about Rachel.

Ms. Pillsbury gave him a weak smile which he couldn't bring himself to return. His heart just wasn't in it. He sat down and her smile changed to a little bit brighter which gave him a small amount of hope.

"You wanted to see me?" He asked.

"She's awake." She said and he felt as if a weight left his chest. "Her dad just called. She's asking for you." Puck was already on his feet and at the door when she said that last part.

"Thank you." He said.

He jumped in his truck and was at the hospital before he knew it. He took a deep breath and made his way back to her small room. His heart warmed when he entered the room and she smiled up at him. It was a weak smile but it was a smile all the same. He made his way to her side and gave her a quick kiss on her non bruised cheek. His eyes made their way to her dads who were smiling brightly. They were recently given their world back so it was understandable.

"How you doing babe?" He asked and her smile faded.

"I've been better. I just… I…" She looked at her dads and they looked concerned. "Noah what color is your shirt?" He looked confused but looked down then back to her.

"Blue…why?" A tear ran down her cheek.

"I didn't realize it before." She said letting another tear drop.

"What's wrong baby girl?" Lawrence asked.

"It's gray." She said and more tears escaped. "Everything is shades of gray." Pucks heart dropped again. "I'm not seeing color."

So? What did you think? Please review and let me know. If y'all like it then I will add more. I cant guarantee that other chapters will be is long as this one but I will try.

Thank you for reading.