So the idea for this story came to me yesterday, and I got really excited! So basically it will be a series of one-shots in the future of glee couples and their proposals! (Because, obviously, everyone marries their high school sweetheart. ) They will all be varied, some will be sweet and corny, others will be simple or even sloppy. So far I have a few couples I'd like to do, namely Brittana but I'm open to suggestions!

Sam and Quinn weren't the easiest to write, for a variety of reasons, but I decided to start off small.

First Chapter: Sam and Quinn

Sam looked down at the white-gold wedding band in the white velvet box. It looked just like the promise ring he had given Quinn 10 years before, but with a large diamond on it. After high school, they had briefly gone their separate ways, and both had dated, but neither had gotten serious with anyone. When they were 22 they met each other in the grocery store while they were both in Lima visiting their parents. Initially, he had ignored the feelings that started creeping up as they talked, but then he noticed the ring on her finger, the promise ring he had given her so many years before. The rest was history.

Now the pair shared a condo in Columbia, South Carolina. They had both moved to larger cities, Quinn, New York and Sam, Los Angeles, but after reconnecting decided to settle in a nicely sized city with good weather. The day was June 5th, the day the Quinn would become his fiancée. Hopefully.

Sam arrived at the Columbia Plant Nursery, a large modern building filled with the most beautiful and exotic plants, along with an artificial river flowing under quaint bridges and leading to koi ponds. Sam knew many men proposed in greenhouses and gardens, but his proposal was going to be unique. His friend, Charlie, was a manager at the nursery and had given him permission set up his masterpiece, and even had a few workers on hand to help. After 2 hours of work and discussing the plan, Sam left the nursery to get ready for the night. He took a shower, styled his hair, and put on the shirt he knew was Quinn's favorite.

After all the preparation, Sam was 10 minutes late to the restaurant he and Quinn often ate dinner at. She had a look of annoyance on her face, both from a long day at work, and from the fact Sam was late. After a few minutes, though, her mood lightened and they had an enjoyable meal. Meanwhile, Sam was nervous out of his wits. His hands were shaking and his palms were sweaty, but Quinn pretended not to notice. They were the kind of couple who chose to ignore trivial things. It was what worked best for both of them.

After dinner, Sam and Quinn walked hand in hand out of the restaurant into the warm Carolinian evening air. "Now's the time" Sam thought "Here it goes"

"Hey, hon, I was talking to Charlie today and he said there's this new exotic plant at the nursery we should go see."

His voice came out all in one breath, and it was shaky and squeaky. Quinn's mind almost immediately jumped to an image of Sam proposing and the two getting married and having babies…Quinn wasn't unobservant. Or dumb. But she told herself not to get her hopes up, she had had false alarms like this before.

"Sounds great, sweetie."

They walked the short distance to the nursery, and Sam opened the door as Quinn walked inside. Quinn smiled to herself, he had never stopped being a gentleman, that was for sure. They clasped hands again, and continued walking.

They arrived in the main room, the smell of fresh flowers surrounding them It was light as day in the room, bringing out the beautiful shapes and colors of all the flowers. The sound of water trickling over rocks pulled everything together. They walked in peaceful silence, Quinn occasionally stopping to smell a flower.

Eventually they reached what was usually an open green space, but it was covered in red petals. Just as Quinn opened her mouth to comment, fans behind them suddenly turned on, their wind pushing full speed. They abruptly shut off, and when Quinn looked back to where the petals had been, she honestly couldn't believe her eyes. Before her, in shallow plotted plants, yellow flowers spelled out "Will you marry me Quinn? In front of her feet was a pot of pink flowers with a ring box in the center.

Sam got on one knee, picked up the ring box, and said "Quinn. I love you. I've loved you since I was just 17 years old, and I love you now. You make me a better person. Being with you has taught me the importance of being patient, and loving, and without you, I'd be lost. Everyday at work, I can't wait to get home to my beautiful girlfriend. Quinn Fabray, would you do me the honor of being my beautiful wife?"

Quinn, who was now sobbing, could do nothing but nod her head vigorously, and let Sam slip the ring on her finger. She took another look at the ring and burst into more tears, its likeness to the promise ring was uncanny.

After a hundred kisses and a thousand "I love yous," Quinn and Sam were sitting on a nearby bench, simply staring at the ring.

"I always knew I'd follow through on that promise" Quinn whispered.