A/N: This just popped into my head one day and will be three chapters long. Hopefully you guys like it.
Disclaimer: I wish..."Rachel, you are gorgeous." Quinn said hugging Rachel with tears in her eyes.
"Thanks. Don't cry, you will make me cry and I don't want to ruin my make-up." Rachel said releasing her best friend.
"Sorry, you are just such a gorgeous bride." Rachel smiled.
"You are a gorgeous maid of honor. Thank you for everything."
"Anytime. Plus I know you will return the favor when Finn and I get married."
"He any closer to proposing?"
"No, I don't think he is ever going to propose." Quinn said sighing. Rachel just smirked knowing that he was planning on proposing in the next month, as soon as the ring was ready.
"As soon as I get back from my honeymoon I will harass him until he finally mans up and makes an honest woman out of you."
"Thanks." Quinn's phone beeped indicating she had a text.
Finn: Come outside. We have a problem.
"Can you two not talk for five minutes?"
"He said there is a problem, I will be right back."
"A problem? What if the cake broke and I am not going to have a cake at the reception. We won't be able to cut the cake together, or keep the top for our first anniversary."
"Breathe, I am sure it isn't a big deal and if it is I will fix it. It's my job, not yours so don't worry. I will be right back." Quinn left the room and went in search of her boyfriend.
Rachel paced the small bridal suite a million different scenarios running through her head, each one worse than the last. She wanted this day to be perfect, something her and Mark would remember for the rest of their lives, and she would tell their children about. She felt a moment of relief when the door opened, but it quickly shrank away when she saw the look on Quinn's face.
"What's wrong, is it the cake? Can it be fixed?"
"Sweetie, I need you to sit down."
"What is it?"
"Sit down."
"Quinn, just tell me! You are scaring me." Rachel said refusing to sit down.
Quinn grabbed her hand, "Mark isn't here."
"Where is he? I told him to get her early because I didn't want him stuck in traffic. The wedding has to start exactly at 7, that was the time of my show when we first met, and the time he picked me up for our first date. It has sentimental value, I told him a 100 times to be here early so that the wedding could start at 7."
"He isn't late, he isn't coming."
"Quinn, this isn't funny."
"I wish this was a joke, but he really isn't coming. No one has been able to find him all day and he sent his brother a message a few minutes ago saying he was back in NY." Quinn watched in horror as she watched her best friend crumble to the floor with tears pouring down her face, "I am so sorry." Quinn said sitting next to Rachel and pulling her into her lap, running a hand through her hair. Quinn felt completely helpless, she had no idea how she was supposed to console her friend, this was not in the maid of honor handbook.
"How could he leave?" Rachel asked sobbing, "How could he do this, we were supposed to be together forever."
"I don't know, I am so sorry." Quinn said with tears falling freely, "I am so sorry." The two girls sat in the bridal suite crying, one for her broken heart and the other for the broken heart of her best friend. A girls wedding day was supposed to be a fairytale, and in the span of two minutes it had become Rachel's worse nightmare.
Rachel's fathers came by and relieved Quinn of her duties. Quinn smiled slightly when she saw Rachel curled up between her dads. Walking quickly down the hall she found Finn and Puck standing together watching as the wedding guests exit the church.
"Hey." They each said and Quinn threw herself into Finn's arms, finally allowing herself to fully break down. Finn did his best to console Quinn as Puck sent angry looks at any of the guests that looked over at Quinn sympathetically, effectively ushering them out of the church. After a few moments Quinn had finally quieted down enough to talk.
"I am going to fucking kill him for doing this to her. Who the fuck just leaves on their wedding day, at least be man enough to stay and face the music."
"Sweetheart, calm down." Finn said trying to calm her down, "How is Rachel?"
"She just fell to the floor. I have never seen her so broken." The three of them looked to the end of the hall when the door to the bridal suite opened and her dad's walked out.
"Any better."
"She stopped crying as hard, but she is still pretty bad." Rachel's dad said as Quinn hugged them both.
"She just asked for some time alone." Her daddy said, "We are going to go check on everything else, can you keep an eye on her until we get back?"
"Of course."
"Let us know if you need anything." Puck said.
"We will." The three friends watched them walk off and went to sit near the door.
"I want to go check on her." Quinn said tapping her hand against her knees.
"Give her a few minutes." Finn said resting his hands on top of hers.
"I don't want to, I feel so helpless out here. I am going to go in there." Quinn said standing up.
"Quinn, sit back down." Puck said roughly pulling her back down, "You know Rachel she needs to work through this on her own, and when she is ready she will let you in. She is stubborn like that." Quinn glared at Puck but set back down knowing he was right. After ten more minutes Quinn couldn't wait any longer so she went to check on Rachel.
"Umm…guys, we have a problem." Quinn said standing in the doorway.
"What?"
"She is gone."
"How is she gone, there is only one door. We would have seen her leave." Finn said standing.
"The window." Puck said and both Finn and Quinn turned to look at him.
"We are on the second floor, she did not climb out the window." Quinn said.
"Yes, she did. You forget that we dated and my room was on the second floor in high school. She can climb in and out of windows like a pro."
"She was in a wedding dress, she did not climb out the window in her dress."
"The window is open, she climbed out the window. Now I suggest we stop arguing and go find her." The three separated and promised to call as soon as they found her.
"It's a little depressing to drink alone, in a wedding dress." Puck said sitting on the bar stool next to Rachel's stool.
"How did you find me?" Rachel asked taking another drink.
"I'm a badass." Rachel just looked at him.
"You want to do a shot?"
"Sure." Puck said sending a quick text to Quinn saying he had found Rachel and would keep her safe, as Rachel got them two shots of tequila.
"People keep coming up to me to congratulate me on my wedding and all I can do is smile." Rachel said knocking back her shot, "I want to tell them to fuck off but instead I smile."
"You were always to nice." Puck said taking his shot, "Why don't we go and get you out of your dress."
"Noah Puckerman, are you propositioning me?"
"No, I just figured it might be easier to get trashed if you were not in some dumb ass dress."
"You are buying me a bottle of tequila." Rachel said sliding off her stool.
"Can do, lets go." Puck wrapped an arm around her waist to help steady her as they walked out.
"Not some cheap shit either, I want the best bottle of tequila there is."
"You're drunk, you wouldn't know either way."
"Yes I would." Rachel said resting her head against the window. Puck drove them to his apartment with one stop at the liquor store to buy a bottle of tequila, the expensive kind.
"I will get you some clothes to change into." Puck said walking back to his bedroom.
"Thanks." Rachel said struggling to get her dress off. Puck stopped and blinked when he walked back to the living room, Rachel was dancing to the radio in nothing but her underwear.
"Here." Puck said awkwardly thrusting the clothes at her. He had seen her naked before, but that was high school and the years had been good to her.
"I used to love wearing your clothes." Rachel said putting his shirt on and dropping the shorts to the ground, "I felt so safe."
"Can we please turn off this crap." Puck said walking over to the radio that was playing some girly pop song.
"No, I like it."
"My ears are going to start to bleed."
"Drink more and you won't even realize." Rachel said grabbing the bottle and taking a swig before passing it to him.
"If Quinn was here she would want to talk about it, but I am not really good with words. So can we like drink tonight and you can talk to her tomorrow. I don't do feelings."
"I don't want to do feelings either." They set on Puck's living room floor passing the bottle between each other playing Mario.
"Kiss me." Rachel said pressing pause on the game.
"Un-pause the game, so I can finish kicking your ass."
"Kiss me."
"Your drunk."
"No I am not, now kiss me." Rachel said standing up to march over to him but began swaying in the process.
"See, your drunk. Lets get you to bed." Puck said standing up and guiding her to his room.
"I am not going to bed until you kiss me." Rachel said sitting on the bed and leaning towards him.
"I am not going to kiss you because I don't want you to regret it in the morning."
"I won't regret it."
"Yes you will, you were supposed to be married today, you don't really want to kiss me."
"I do."
"No, you don't. Now go to bed." Puck said pulling the covers over her.
"Will you kiss me tomorrow?"
"If you still want to kiss me, sure."
"Okay." Puck walked out of the room grabbing a pillow and blanket on the way out and made himself comfortable on the couch. Laying down he could hear Rachel crying in the bedroom and it broke his heart, what the hell was he supposed to do. Closing his eyes he tried to block out the sound of Rachel crying, hearing the bedroom door opened he wondered what the hell she was doing.
"Kiss me." Rachel said walking into the living room and straddling his lap.
"Rachel, we went over this."
"It's tomorrow." Puck looked over at the VCR and saw that it was now 12:05, damn she was smart even when she was drunk.
"This isn't what I meant and you know it."
"I know, but I just want to feel something else. Noah please, I won't regret it."
With the tears on her face and the way she sounded so broken when she said please Puck finally gave in and brushed his lips against hers.