Another rewrite from a totally different story that just sounds better and a faberry story.

It had been a two years well almost since Quinn had given Rachel the letter which now sits framed in their bedroom. They started dating that day. Three months later they moved away from Lima, and they living together in New York ever since. If Quinn played her cards just right she would propose tonight. Quinn's best friends, Santana and Brittany Lopez (they were married in Vegas months earlier) helped her pick out the simple diamond ring that was currently in her back pocket.

Quinn was in the living room pacing for the past twenty minutes. Thinking over the past two years of her life. Finally admitting her love. Then have had their hard times and their good. Had fights and made up. Getting married and having a family someday was the one they both really wanted. Not wanting to propose in a letter so she wouldn't fumble over her words Quinn thought it was a good idea to practice.

So while waiting for Rachel to dress Quinn starting talking to the wall. Not noticing the small diva watching from the bedroom door.

"Rachel my love, romance is romance. Love is love. Feelings are feelings. There are no rules or guidelines. You like; love; have feelings for whomever your heart desires. I will not be stopped by fear. I will follow what my heart says; what I want; who I want...if everyone worried about fear no-one would ever achieve their dreams or even everyday tasks. I certainly wouldn't be with you if I had to worry about what others thought. My life wouldn't exist without you. Let's not be stopped by fear. Or stopped by fear of your feelings, or people's views of the unknown. Embrace it, you'll always have me right beside you, supporting you and ready to catch you if you need me. I care about you like crazy. Hell, I love you. If there is the slightest chance I can have a future with you as a loved-up couple we need to grab it, because that is rare. All the small details will work themselves out along the way."

Quinn pulled the ring out of her pocket and opened and as if Rachel had been standing right there in front of her.

"Rachel Barbara Berry, will you do me the honor of becoming my wife?" Quinn asked still very nervous. Smiling to herself, hoping she can remember her speech later when it matter instead of fumbling over her words like she normally does.

"Yes, Quinn I will marry you." Rachel said from the doorway.

Quinn jumped and spun around grabbing her chest. Quinn saw Rachel was leaning against the door frame leading from their bedroom.

"Wha...Wha...What did you say?" Quinn stammered

Walking over and placing a kiss on Quinn's soft lips thankful that the heels almost mad her Quinn's height.

"I said yes, I will marry you. I love you so much." Rachel smiled as Quinn carefully slipped the ring on the smaller woman's hand.

"I love you, Rachel always have."

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