Disclaimer: Sadly, I do not own Glee. RIB does (In case you didn't know, RIB stands for Ryan Murphy, Ian Brennan and Brad Falchuk) and this just for fun. Pairings here include Finchel, Klaine, Brittana, Quick, Tike, and for Artie and Mercedes I'm still not sure. Please review and enjoy!

Chapter One: New Year's Eve, 2017

The bright lights of New York City were extremely beautiful on that night. The colors were shining through the windows of the apartment and the sounds echoed throughout, from both the people in the streets and the group of people gathered together that night.

23 year old Rachel Berry smiled as she scanned her family room, all of her best friends close by to celebrate the new year. They had become so much closer since graduation that spring and soon they were all living in New York City. They did everything together, and they're lives felt so whole, so complete.

Well, almost.

Not a single one of them was married yet. None of them had kids. As of right now, they were all still kids themselves, taking on the world. To most, they were still a glee club from Lima, Ohio, trying to make it on their own. Rachel almost wished their seemingly perfect lives would change, just so they could become real adults, instead of kids playing house. Rachel was so tired of playing house.

And their futures all looked bright. Rachel and her high school sweetheart, Finn Hudson, were living together in this apartment. Rachel was now on Broadway, she had recently played the lead in a remake of Funny Girl. Finn had played college football and now taught the sports to high school students. Both of their incomes provided a stable life.

Kurt and Blaine were still together. Kurt worked at a fashion magazine, Blaine was a music professor. They lived in the apartment directly above Finn and Rachel. Brittany and Santana lived in the suburbs, Brittany was a dance teacher and Santana had decided to be a criminal justice major, saying she wanted to put her intimidating personality to good use. She was now one of the best prosecutors in her area.

Mike was a dance teacher at the same studio as Brittany, he and Tina were still together. Mercedes was single again but happily so and was working on a production of Dreamgirls that Artie was helping direct. Perhaps the most surprising was that Puck and Quinn were still dating (and living together). Quinn had become a cheerleading coach at a local high school and Puck (of all people) had become a police officer! And he was actually really good at his job, too. Who would've known he be so transformed?

If time travel was possible and you went back to senior year to tell all of the New Directions what would happen to them, they probably would've thought you were crazy. Rachel most definitely didn't think her life would end up like it did. She never imagined her life like this.

It was so much better than she planned.

"Five minutes to midnight people!" Rachel shouted. No one really heard her. They were too busy talking, laughing, and drinking champagne. Rachel sighed, exasperated, and turned to head back in the kitchen, until Finn walked over.

"Can we talk, Rach?"

Rachel gulped. "…Sure…" Her voice shook as Finn and her slowly walked out to the terrace. The lights of Times Square glowed below them, the sounds of the crowds surrounded them. It was such a perfect moment, and still Rachel was worried. What did he want to talk about? Was he breaking up with her? Did he want her to move out? Was there someone else?

Rachel met Finn's eyes and tried not to cry. "Are you breaking up with me?"

Finn looked surprised. "No! Of course not, Rachel."

Rachel smiled. She had nothing to be worried about. He wasn't breaking up with her. But then, what did he want to-

Rachel was cut off as Finn pulled her into a kiss. Rachel could feel the fireworks going off in her mind and she let all her troubles leave her. She had this moment, she always would. Rachel held on tight to Finn, as if refusing to let go. However, in a second Rachel heard something.

"What was that? Did something fall?" She asked. Rachel looked around and crouched to pick something up. It was a small velvet box. It fit in her palm, trimmed with gold and able to open if you flipped the lid up. Rachel didn't even think to open it. "Finn, what's this?"

Finn looked a little nervous at first, but then he simply smiled and took the box from Rachel outstretched hand. Rachel was more perplexed than ever!

"I guess I should just come out and say it."

"Yes!" Rachel sighed. "Please tell me what's going on!"

Finn used his free hand to hold Rachel. She seemed to soften a little bit at this, Rachel didn't like surprises. "I love you, Rach. I've loved you for eight years, almost nine. I love you, and I care about you. And I promise to take care of you, and treat you like the treasure you are. You're so important to me. Don't ever forget that."

Rachel felt like she might cry. "I won't. I haven't."

"Ten…nine…" They heard their friends cry from inside the house. In less than ten seconds, it would be the new year. The glow from the apartment seemed to call Rachel. It was so cold out on the balcony, see could see her breath, and she was only wearing a cocktail dress.

"We should go inside…"

"Wait!"

"Eight…seven…six…"

Rachel stopped and let Finn pull her back.

"Rachel, I…I have something really important to tell you, and I can't say it unless we're alone. I want to be with you for the rest of my life Rachel." At this Finn opened the box. Rachel gasped. Surrounded by the folds of velvet was the most beautiful, most exquisite, most perfect, diamond ring Rachel had ever seen. "Rachel Barbra Berry…will you marry me?"

"Five…four…three…two…"

Rachel was stunned. He had just asked her to marry him…Oh God! He had just asked her to marry him! Rachel tried not to cry. "Yes."

"Yes?"

"One…!"

Rachel nodded and laughed through her tears. They kissed again, longer and harder this time.

"Happy new year!"

The crowds on the streets and the people in the apartment all burst into cheers as the clock struck midnight and the ball finally dropped. Finn and Rachel, however, couldn't imagine moving from where they were. They were perfectly happy right there. They wouldn't have to play house anymore. They could be a real family.