Chapter 1

it's been 7 years.

We tried emailing, but she never really knew how to turn her computer on.
Phone calls worked, so did texts. Until slowly that started becoming less and less, and over time numbers change, things happen. Then all of a sudden she was a stranger to me.

26 years of age, sitting behind my desk; plenty of work to do, and for the first time since I locked all my thoughts of her away a long time ago, all that is on my mind is her, and only her.
Her hair, the ways it bounces when she is excited, her eyes, how they're so blue, you could get lost in them, how they have that little sparkle in them; the little sparkle that is only ever there for you and her mouth, her perfect mouth.

She had left for MIT straight after regionals, you were devastated. However, like you always said; she was a genius, and you're sure that wherever she is, everyone knows it there.

After a lot of time, and a lot of hard work, you had managed to get into New York Law School. It wasn't a famous singer, but you just wanted to help people, you were sick of the mean mask. You studied hard, and graduated top of your class. You've never been afraid to boast, you're one of the top lawyers in New York, but something has always felt off, you've never felt complete without her.

You got the invitation two days ago. You don't know how she managed to find your address, probably something Berry pulled. You checked your mailbox and there it was, sticking out like a beacon from everything else. As soon as you read it, your heart reached the floor.

-We humbly invite you to share with us the joining of;
Brittany Susan Pierce
and
Mark James Fitzgerald
in matrimony.
On 30th November-

It was strange, she always struck you as a summer baby, and you never really expected a cold wedding for her. Then again, you never really expected her to marry anyone but you.

Quinn called when you got home from work, wondering if you were going.
"Fabgay, regardless our track record at parties, and the fun we have. I'm not sure if I'll make it to this one"

You say, ignoring Shue's sham first wedding, which you refuse to count, on moral principle, but thinking of Tina and Mike's, Kurt and Blaine's, and how much fun you had together; re-kindling your friendship, in a different way than the first attempt.
The person you really wanted there had never been there.
She was always working on something big.

"Come off it Lopez, you need to be there"
She'd shot back at you.
"You need to see her"

You closed your eyes and counted to ten before returning to the conversation.
"Quinn, it's too hard"
You whispered, not even sure if she'd heard you.

"No Lopez, seeing two people ridiculously in love, lose contact over life and then be reunited again by a wedding, which isn't theirs.
That is hard. You're coming; we need to sort this out."

You didn't fully understand what she meant, but it was reassuring, and you knew you had to see her again.