A/N: Awwww, had so much fun writing about Jesse proposing to Rachel!
Number three, marrying Jesse.
Yes, I married him. Seven years after we met at UCLA, he proposed. With a beautiful diamond ring he told me had belonged to his mother. She had passed away when Jesse was five years old.
After our friendship truce, we hung out together a lot. And then after one year of strictly being just friends, we developed into something more.
So, 2022, it was a Summer night, the anniversary to our friendship starting again, he took me out to the exact same beach we had met over ice-creams. It was mostly empty, and the water looked beautiful, with the stars shining over the sea. We sat and had a picnic Jesse had brought, with all my favourite food.
After both graduating, we had decided to stay in L.A, and forget Broadway. Instead, we bought a beach house and got jobs in different shows in L.A. We were both leads, of course.
So, we ate, then we danced, and then he brought out a guitar. he played all my favourite songs, and we sang along together.
Then, we swam in the moonlight. It was amazing.
Finally after hours of fun, Jesse brought me over to the closed ice-cream stand, which was still exactly the same.
Jesse got down on one knee and slowly brought out the ring from his pocket.
I was stunned. He really loved me.
"Rachel Barbara Berry, I promise to love you forever, will you marry me?"
Those were the exact words I had been dreaming of forever.
"Yes." I whispered, and leaped into his arms.
The wedding was one year later, and it was amazing. It had been exactly one year since he proposed, and eight years after meeting him on the beach. Jesse liked doing that, making sure the dates were important.
Our wedding was held - you guessed it - on the beach. It was a fairly small wedding, we only invited our closest friends or workmates. My dads did come, I hadn't seen them since I left Ohio more than ten years ago.
They were both graying, and they seemed proud of their little girl. I was happy to see them, it was like all the bad things in the past twenty years with them went away. Because, it was easy to see they loved me. And they seemed to love Jesse as well, despite our history.
I didn't invite Shelby. The only time her name was mentioned was at the dinner table, when Daddy casually mentioned that she had asked how I was, and they told her I good, but didn't say anything about the wedding.
I was extremely grateful to my dads for doing that. Shelby was just someone I didn't want in my life at the moment.
The wedding was great, and so, so, beautiful. Jesse and I were the happiest couple alive. We had our first dance, and our years of dancing training had obviously paid off.
The cake was massive, with blue ribbons and flowers. We had decided on a blue theme for the wedding, since we were by the sea.
I invited my old Glee members. Mr Schue, Tina, Artie, Mike, Sam, Kurt, and Brittany came. I wasn't surprised about Finn or Puck, and Mercedes, Santana, and Quinn had never really wanted to know me at all.
I was surprised at how glad they were to get invited. They asked how I had been, and told me they were happy that I had found Jesse in L.A. They all seemed to be doing well.
Finn was back with Quinn, Puck with Santana, Tina with Mike, Sam with Kurt (he had told everyone he was gay five years ago) and Brittany with Artie. I didn't say anything, since Brittany actually seemed to have grown up slightly since high school.
Jesse invited his father, who was lovely to me. He had never met me before. He loved his son, but Jesse had always been looked after by nannies because his dad always had to work.
We also invited our close work friends, who we had met over the years in L.A.
So, all in all, the wedding went smoothly.
And I was happier then I had ever been in my life.
A/N: I thought Finn and Puck wouldn't come to Rachel's wedding if she was getting married to Jesse lol
Was this good enough?
