A/N: A short but sweet little fic on how I envision Puck and Rachel in the future on their special day. I'm still new to the fanfiction world- let me know what you think.
Enjoy!
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It is a beautiful summer day in Lima, Ohio. I am in Holiday Park waiting for a nod to walk toward the rose garden. I am wearing a ivory strapless gown that has hand-embroidered designs throughout the bodice and hem. I can't stop touching it. I knew that this dress was perfect for me the first time I saw it at the shop. It was the first and only dress I tried on.
My fathers pace nervously up and down, they are waiting to walk me down the aisle – or in this case- the aisle of roses.
Quinn, my maid of honor, my best friend, is in awe that I am so calm. She too is waiting for a cue. She bends down to fix the rose in Lilly's hair and flowers in her basket.
Tina, Brittany, Santana and Mercedes are my bridesmaids. Their bridesmaid dresses are a lovely rose. They wait too wait for their cue.
I hear the music start.
Kurt, my wedding planner, ushers everyone to line up. My fathers hold my hand and with my bridal party walk to our designated area.
I begin to feel a tightening in my chest and I start to work on my breathing exercise.
"Have you started your breathing exercises?" Quinn whispers.
As I take deep breaths in and out, I nod because I don't know what has happened to my voice.
As the processional begins, I can't help but allow myself a glimpse of Noah. Although we've been apart for less than twenty-four hours, it feels like so much more.
My breathing becomes rapid and shallow. I am trying not to cry. He has never looked so handsome and I can't wait to stand before him.
My bridesmaids receive their cue and begin their walk. They look so beautiful. It's amazing how over time friendships grow and grow strong.
I clutch my flowers. I feel my palms begin to sweat.
Next up, Quinn receives her cue and begins her walk.
Lilly, age five going on thirty, stares up at me- she is the very image of her father.
"Do I go after Mommy?" she asks.
"When Uncle Kurt gives you the signal than you go?" I whisper.
She nods and waits anxiously for Uncle Kurt to give her a cue. Once received, she turns to me and smiles. She is a beautiful little girl.
I am clutching my fathers. I know that I am next up.
I take a deep breath. Kurt nods and we begin the walk. As I round the corner I see Noah. He watches his daughter gently lie down the last of her flowers.
As the bridal music begins, he looks at me. I see him inhale a large breath and I can tell that I am beautiful in his eyes. I lock my eyes with his and as I begin my walk, there is only him and me.
I can't believe this day has come.
Our wedding day.
The ceremony is short despite the minutes, hours, weeks, and months of planning. Our wedding is a blend of traditional and non-traditional customs.
When Noah reads his vows my eyes are damp.
Although I try to read my vows with confidence and strength I feel the hitch and hear the quiver in my voice.
At the end of my vows Noah's eyes are damp.
At the end of the ceremony, he leans forward and kisses me softly and whispers I love you along my lips. I kiss him back and also whisper, I love you.
As we turn, hand in hand, I try to memorize this moment. I see my fathers, Noah's mother (who's holding Lilly on her lap) and his little sister Amanda, dabbing their eyes.
My bridesmaids and Noah's groomsman (Finn, Mike, Matt, and Artie) have bright smiles on their faces. There are so many people here to share our love.
As we walk down the aisle, hand in hand, we are now Mr. and Mrs. Noah Puckerman.
Noah stops at the end of the aisle and whispers in my ear "Baby, I am now officially your one and only badass".