A/N – I haven't decided where I'm going with this yet… I don't even know if I'll actually like where it goes; which means if I don't, I probably won't continue it. Tell me what you think though.

DISCLAIMER: I do not own GLEE, sadly. ):

Chapter One:

Rachel Berry is the kind of girl who doesn't make horrible mistakes. But one night changed everything for her.

She knew she shouldn't have let Santana drag her to that New Years party. She just couldn't say no, she was back in Lima for the holidays, after being gone for nearly two years. She always said when she left she wouldn't look back, but Glee club was her family. And she wanted to spend her last night in Lima with that family, before she left again.

Rachel Berry was also aware that she was a lightweight. But that didn't stop her from drinking whatever she could that night. She wasn't so drunk that she didn't know what she was doing; she was just drunk enough to do what she had wanted to for a long time. She knew she slept with Noah Puckerman that night, but when she woke up alone she wasn't sure if it had all been some amazing dream.

Three weeks later she was positive it wasn't.

Rachel Berry is now a 25 year old single mother of a 4 year old daughter. A daughter who has never met her father. And Rachel Berry is headed back to Lima for good now. After being gone for almost five more years; and without the daddy knowing he's a daddy.

Be prepared, Noah Puckerman, your life is about to be turned inside out.

Chapter One.

A/N- Hm, It's short. I'm still slightly undecided. I hope you liked it. I'm trying this out, I don't know if it'll keep coming to me like this chapter did. But, I'm excited about this, only I've never actually written anything about someone getting pregnant… It kinda creeps me out.

Anyway, I'm rambling.

You know how when a show ends, usually the most obvious couples end up together? Well, I never want them to, so I never get to have my couples end up together, but I come on here and it makes everything better. Because I can create a new ending for myself.

I don't know why I told you all that, but yeah…

Tell me what you thought, and if you liked I'll keep going.

Love,

Katie.