My first story published on . Got inspired by reading so many other amazing Puckleberry hurt/comfort stories. WARNING: It's rated M for a reason!

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Puck was not Rachel Berry's knight in shining armor. He tormented her daily, throwing slushies in her face, shooting insults at her, and whispering sexual innuendos in her ear, leaving her a deep scarlet. He took pleasure in seeing her covered in artificial ice, or cringe at his comments and blush at his racy words. All of these facts made his transformation that more surprising.

It was like any other day. Puck's little sister woke him up that morning at the butt crack of dawn (like usual). He carried her down to the kitchen where he grabbed a granola bar before kissing his mother's cheek and walking out to his car. He drove to the 7/11 to pick up a large grape slushie. He hated them but always bought them to toss at Rachel. It wasn't because he knew grape was her favorite flavor, he just wanted to stick out from the usual cherry slushies that she gets from everyone else. (At least that's what he told himself every time he purchased the purple beverage.) He drove to school early because he knew she'd be there and he wanted to be the first to get to her. Rachel was overly motivated and always came an hour before school started to practice in the auditorium. The halls seemed empty, as did the rest of the school, so he walked down the halls to wait for her outside the auditorium. As he passed by the locker room, he heard some noises. He walked closer, pressing his ear to the door, and heard a cry that made his skin crawl.

"David- ow! Please stop!" a familiar voice shrieked.

Puck heard a slap and another cry from the girl.

"Shut up bitch! You had this coming. You think you can just walk around in those tiny fucking skirts? You act like such a prude, but everyone know's why Finn hangs around Glee club. I've been waiting to do this for a while." A groan slipped out of his mouth. "Fuck Berry, you're so tight."

Puck felt the burning of anger seep into his skin when he realized what was happening and stormed into the locker room. He saw Karofsky harshly thrusting into Rachel as he pinned her against the lockers with her hands above her head. Her head smacked against the metal with each rough motion.

"Noah," she whispered, tears rolling down her face as she winced at the thrusts below her.

"Puckerman, you'll have to wait your turn so-" Karofsky fell to the ground with a furious Puck slamming fists against his face.

Finn walked in then, running to pull his friend off off their teammate.

"Puck, what the hell is wrong with you?" Finn had never seen Puck so angry. A whimper came from behind Finn. Puck pushed Finn off of him and ran to the source of the sound. Finn turned and gasped at the sight in front of him. Rachel lay in a crumpled heap on the ground, curled into herself. Her underwear and shirt lay beside her in ruins. He saw small bruises in the shape of fingers developing all over her small torso. A swollen bruise lay along the side of her face.


She shifted her body and looked up at him. The cries turned into hysterical sobbing.

Finn continued to examine the situation. Karofsky lay unconscious on the floor, naked from the waist down. He nearly threw up when he realized the football player had not used a condom. He turned his eyes back on Rachel, turned back to the lockers, refusing to look at either of the boys. Finn went pale when he saw blood beginning to drip down from her inner thigh.

"Puck... she's bleeding."

"Shit. Finn, go get Mr. Shue and call 911. She needs to get to the hospital fast." Puck crouched down and laid his letterman jacket on top of Rachel. Finn ran to do what he was told.

"Rachel, it's me. It's Pu- Noah. Can you hear me? Look at me Rach." He cradled her into his arms.

She slowly opened her eyes and looked up at him. "Noah?" She suddenly became awoken at the reality of what had just happened to her and began to sob.

Puck slowly picked her up and wrapped the jacket around her tightly. He kicked Karofsky once in the ribs to keep him down before running into the hall.

The door to the choir room flew open, causing its inhabitants to shoot their heads up. Puck rushed in and lay Rachel in the middle of the floor. He held her close as she clung to him, weeping frantically.

Everyone's eyes widened and they all hurried over. Kurt fell to his knees next to his best friend and fellow diva, eyes full of concern.

"What happened to her?" His eyes got wider when noticed the blood seeping through Puck's shirt. "Is that-" The sound of sirens cut him off.

Finn and Mr. Shuester ran into the room, soon followed by Principal Figgins and an ambulance crew. Students craned their necks to see what was going on.

"Karofsky's still in the locker room," Puck noted. Finn nodded towards Mike and Sam and they ran from the room. Puck carried Rachel to the stretcher and slowly laid her down. He pried her arms off of him and held her hand securely as they started rolling her into the hallway.

"Noah…" she uttered weakly.

"It's over Rachel. You're going to be okay."

She looked up at him and cried softly. "Please don't leave me."

"I'm not going anywhere," he promised, lifting her hand and kissing it softly.

The school watched in silence as the ambulance departed for the hospital.

Puck sat quietly in a chair outside the room he'd watched Rachel go in with a swarm of doctors. That was an hour ago. Rachel's dads had shown up about a half an hour ago and had gone to get coffee when the doctors said they'd call them if there was any news. Puck couldn't move from his spot. The image of her saying his name while that bastard defiled her kept replaying in his mind. He kept thinking about how defeated she looked when he held her in the choir room. Then his mind shot to what he had planned for this morning. He was going to hurt her. Maybe not as horribly as Karofsky did, but he still found pleasure in seeing her in pain. What was wrong with him? He shook his head and rubbed his hand over his Mohawk.

"Puck?" Puck looked up to see the entire Glee club walking over. He stood up and looked at Finn, who had spoken his name. "How is she?"

"She's been in there for an hour and they won't let anyone see her yet. Her dad's are here and they haven't been able to see her either." He looked down and stuffed his hands into his pockets.

Tina's soft voice spoke the one question on everyone's mind. "What happened?"

"I-" Puck paused. He took a deep breath and continued. "I was walking past the locker room and heard someone crying, asking Karofsky to stop. He slapped her and told her she 'had this coming' and that he had been waiting to do it. Then he- he groaned and said her last name, saying she was tight." He, along with many other members of the club grimaced. "I ran in and saw them. He had her pinned against some lockers and was just being rough. She was crying and-" He had to stop, trying so hard not to cry himself. Finn put his arm on his shoulder, reassuringly. Puck took another deep breath and kept talking. "I tackled him and started punching him. Then Finn came in and pulled me off of him… I didn't want to stop…"

"You would have killed him if I hadn't walked in," Finn told him.

Puck looked up at him and held a serious look on his face. "I wanted to, man."

Finn just looked down and murmered something that sounded a lot like "I did too."

They all turned their heads when the door to Rachel's room opened.

"Noah?" the doctor asked, scanning her eyes through the group of people.

Puck stepped forward and walked up to the doctor.

"Rachel requested to see you." She held the door for him to walk in.

Puck almost lost it again when he looked at her. A huge bruise encompassed much of the left side of her face. Her eyes were red and puffy, staring at the ceiling, and she looked destroyed. He walked over and sat beside her bed, taking her hand in his.

"Hey Rach. How are you feeling?" Like crap I'm sure, he thought to himself. What a stupid question.

She slowly turned her eyes from the ceiling to the boy in front of her. Tears started to well up in her eyes as she saw how concerned he looked.

"Y-You saved me," she finally mustered. She launched out of the bed and into his arms, crying and clinging to him.

His heart ached at the desperation in her voice. It sounded entirely too similar to the tone she used when he found her in the locker room.

He held her close, rubbing his hand in circles along her back, trying to soothe her. "I'm sorry I wasn't there sooner Rachel. I wish I could have stopped him before he-" He couldn't say rape. While he knew that's exactly what happened to the girl in his arms, he couldn't bring himself to say it in front of her. He knew that if he said it, it would make it that much more real. If he was having trouble accepting it, he could only imagine how Rachel would react hearing it. "And I need to apologize for- for being an absolute ass to you. You didn't deserve all the things I did, and I'm truly sorry."

He could feel a smile come to her lips. "It's okay Noah. I forgive you. I'm just glad you were there when it counted." The smile slowly faded and was replaced with soft tears.

Puck didn't know what to say. He didn't know how to fix this girl that was practically destroyed. The one thing he did know was that from that day forward, he was going to be Rachel Berry's knight… if she let him that is.

Will be more parts, so keep an eye out. Thanks again for reading :)