Kurt and Carole woke up around the same time, but Kurt got to Finn's door first. He listened at the door and then crept in quietly to see Finn and Rachel still completely asleep. He nearly shouted when Carole whispered, "True love really is beautiful, isn't it?".

Kurt's heart slowed back down after being startled and merely nodded. They looked serene, Finn laying on his back with one long arm wrapped protectively around Rachel's shoulders, his hand reaching nearly to her waist while her head rested on his bare chest, while his other arm rested over the blanket bump that had to be her top leg curled over his. Both sported relaxed almost-smiles and they were breathing slowly in sync with one another. It was the picture of perfection; even Rachel's long wavy hair was swept back from her face, cascading gently over Finn's arm. Carole whispered again, "They don't have to be up quite yet and they both look like they haven't slept so soundly in years. Just close your door and Finn's. We'll wake them up when Burt leaves for work." At that, they both quietly left the room to start breakfast.

The smell of bacon drifted upstairs and Finn found himself opening his eyes to see the top of Rachel's head, snuggled into his bare chest. He smiled and gently held her a little tighter, which awoke her senses. Before she opened her eyes, she inhaled Finn's scent and purred, "mmmm", realizing how much she missed his unique intoxicating smell, a cinnamon-y orange Earl Grey tea smell mixed with a touch of tangy boy sweat. He kissed the top of her head lightly as she hugged him tighter, hoping that she wouldn't freak out when she realized that she wasn't waking up alone or with Brody. He breathed out his relief when she opened her eyes and sleepily said, "Morning, Finn. I haven't sleep that well since - well, maybe ever."

"Me too. I smell bacon. Should we shower or eat first?"

"Let's eat first, then we can shower and get ready. What time do you have to meet Mr. Schuester?"

"11"

"Great, then we have plenty of time for a leisurely breakfast before we have to get you showered and into your tuxedo.", Rachel answered, peeling herself off of Finn's good smelling, warm body and sitting up.

Finn sat up too, gave her one more hug, kissed the top of her head, and then found his shirt to put on before they went downstairs to greet Carole, Kurt, and Burt, who had surprised Carole with the day off, since it was Valentine's Day.

"Sleep well you two?", Burt asked pointedly.

Finn looked like a deer caught in the headlights, stammering, "Uh-, Err, yeah?", as Rachel blushed deep red knowing that Finn totally gave it away that they had shared a bed.

"Relax Finn, I knew the moment you two stepped foot in the house that she wasn't going to be sleeping in Kurt's room. Hell, I'm surprised there was even a 'diva night' last night at all. I just don't know why everyone thought I'd care. You're both adults, young yes, but you almost got married twice last year, were separated for months, and yet you still managed to be completely in love with each other. I think you've earned some respect for that." Burt said, shrugging his shoulders.

"But anyway, it's Valentine's Day! Carole and Kurt made heart shaped, apparently vegan, pancakes for us all, and there's actually bacon for us meat eaters for a change. Eat up!"

"Hey mom, did you find the vegan sausages I put in the freezer for Rachel?"

"I didn't see them. I'm sorry sweetie" Carole answered.

"It's okay Mom, I'll make them. I think they just go in the microwave".

"Finn, you don't need to do that. I'm fine, really.", Rachel protested.

Finn took her hand and led her to the table., "Just sit down and enjoy the pancakes. I'll be there in a minute, okay?"

"Thank you."

Finn was grateful that his mom didn't find the sausages, because it gave him an excuse to be in the kitchen alone for a minute, so that he could quietly open the door to the garage, where he had hidden the bouquet of calla lilies for his mom and the bouquet of yellow tulips with two red roses in the center that he had bought for Rachel. He brought the bouquets in and heated up the vegan sausages, carrying them in quickly before turning around to head back for the bouquets. Before anyone could ask where he was going, he was back, setting the lilies in front of his mom and the tulips in front of Rachel, and said, "Happy Valentine's Day to the two most amazing women on the planet!"

"I know I did something right when my son brings both me and his girlfriend, who he had just gotten back together with last night, flowers for Valentine's day. Thank you Finny! I love them and I love you."

Rachel was still in a state of shock, and was looking at Finn with tears threatening to tumble out of her brimming eyes, "I love you, Finn. You are remarkably romantic and I couldn't be happier to be with you again, this time forever."

"Well, I promised once that you would always have flowers on Valentine's day. There's also a bouquet that you'll find when you go back to New York. When I was backpacking through Georgia, I remembered that promise and was determined to keep it. So, when I heard that Kurt had moved to NY with you and was able to snag your address from mom, I pre-ordered a bouquet, so I wouldn't forget to do it in time for the service to process the order for Valentine's Day."

"Oh Finn-", she started, but then she stopped herself to let her actions speak for a change, kissing him passionately in front of everyone, not caring that it was quite obvious that her tongue was sensually exploring his mouth and that, as a result of the sudden passion, he had gotten a little excited in his pajama pants.

"RACHEL!", screeched Kurt. "I know that Finn very much deserves this unexpectedly hot kiss for his romantic gestures, but can you please stop kissing him so that his boner isn't so obvious to the rest of us?"

"Shit!" exclaimed a red-faced Finn as an equally red-faced Rachel jumped away from him and they both sat down dutifully.

The rest of breakfast continued uneventfully, until Finn pointed out that they all had a wedding to get ready for. When they got to the top of the stairs, Kurt asked, "So what is the plan for transportation? The parking is at the hotel, there's a shuttle to the ceremony, but you have to leave early and Blaine was going to pick me up. I could ask Blaine to take Rachel too, but I kind of wanted to talk to him before the wedding."

Rachel simply said, "Can I just go early with Finn? I can just hang out or see if Ms. Pillsbury needs any help getting ready."

"How are all three of us going to get wedding ready in only an hour?"

"Well, let's try it. If we need more time, then I'll drive Finn over so he's not late, and I'll just drive back, finish getting ready, and then I'll drive myself over. So we'll have the truck and you can get some alone time with Blaine."

Finn and Rachel walked into his room, and Finn immediately said, "Rachel, I need to shower first so I'm not late, there's no way you'll be ready in time."

"We're going to shower together. You'll finish up before me, but I won't have to wait to get started."

Finn just stared at her starting to take off her tank top as she walked into Finn's bathroom. "Finn, go get me a towel, and then hop in. You've seen me naked before. Come on."

"Oh yeah. Um. Right. Towel." he stuttered out before going back to the hall to grab a towel for her. He came back in practically bouncing around taking off his t-shirt and pajama pants before pulling back the curtain to the sight of Rachel's leg resting up on the empty wash cloth bar as she shaved her leg. She looked up at him.

"Come on, get in. You'll totally fit behind me."

"Yeah, that's what I was afraid of. How is this going to save time again if I can't think straight with you naked and you're practically asking for me to grind your ass to get in there?"

"Get in, and get wet. Grind if you must. I'll be done shaving in a minute and I'll make sure you're clean, calmed down, and out with enough time.", she said, winking at him as she switched legs.

He stepped in, still mesmerized by her perfect naked form, watching the water droplets roll down her back and disappear into the junction of her ass cheeks, mumbling, "mailman, mailman, god I haven't needed that in so long, what is wrong with me?". He managed to resist touching her and shook his head before putting his head in the stream to get his hair wet. He even managed to put some shampoo in his hair before Rachel turned around, and smiled as she remarked, "That's where the cinnamon smell comes from."

"Uh yeah, I guess. Kurt set up some automatic reorder of this stuff. He said it was organic and would make my hair soft" She looked him in the eyes and then said, "Well I like it. Keep washing your hair. I'll find out where the orange bergamot part of your smell comes from eventually.", as she lowered herself to her knees to tentatively lick at his still erect penis. "Keep washing, okay?" Finn looked down and nodded, his eyes wide as she opened her mouth, grabbed the base of him as she closed her mouth around his head, sucking the rest of his length in.

"Oh god." Finn said, shuddering as Rachel moved her mouth along him, never letting the suction release, and occasionally wrapping her tongue around him as she bobbed up and down, faster and faster until she felt him twitch and then she grabbed behind him to shove him all the way to her throat and held him there as he came down her throat.

"Holy Fuck!" Finn exclaimed, breathing heavily as she stood up. He caught his breath and told her, "Rachel, you are amazing. I think we're both going to be late. I have to taste you so bad right now."

"There's no time. I'm gonna wash you off and then you're getting out." she said as she grabbed his body wash. "Ah, that's the bergamot." she said as she lathered up the bath poof that she is certain that Kurt put in Finn's bathroom for him and started washing him off as he continued to stare at her.

"What smells like orange then?"

"My shaving cream"

"But you don't shave your chest."

"Do you want me to?"

"No, but your chest smells like orange and cinnamon and bergamot and Finn, so I was wondering how the orange got there"

"I have no idea. I wasn't fully aware of what I smelled like until now. And I still don't know what bergamot is."

"There, you're clean. Now get out and get dressed, so I can finish."

"But I still need to shave"

"So get out and shave."

"Um, I shave in the shower"

"Oh", said Rachel giggling. "That explains the orange chest Finn! It rinses down your chest as you shave, silly!"

"That makes sense."

They almost maneuvered around each other without incident so that Finn could get to the shower mirror and Rachel could stand in the spray, but at the last second, Rachel slipped and Finn instinctively grabbed to catch her, but accidentally caught her with one arm across her back, and the other arm caught her upper thigh, grazing her clit with his long fingers as she slid past.

"OOOOOOOHHHHH!", Rachel moaned loudly, as Finn realized what had just happened. She composed herself just as Kurt banged on the door and yelled, "I heard that - you two better not be fornicating in the shower if you hope to be ready on time!" Rachel just giggled and said, "more time for that later." and kissed him before reaching for her face wash, getting clean quickly as Finn shaved.

She got out before him and quickly dried her wavy hair, leaving it relatively natural and applied some quick makeup, toning down the eyeliner for a change. All three of them were dressed and left their rooms at the same time, heading downstairs as the doorbell rang. Rachel whispered good luck to Kurt as she gave him a quick kiss on the cheek. He opened the door for Blaine while Carole fawned all over them as though they were going to the prom. Rachel felt a little pang of guilt as Carole snapped pictures for being stubborn about not going to prom with Finn until he left prom to come get her, especially when she experienced how Carole doted on them all dressed up together. She pushed the guilt aside though, thinking that at least she made it there in the end and they had given Carole pictures from the night, even if they were sitting on a t-rex. After a few pictures, they were on their way.

Kurt cautiously climbed into the passenger seat of Blaine's car and looked over at his ex. "You look great Blaine. It's really great to see you. Thanks for coming to get me early. I wanted to talk a little before the ceremony."

"Sure.", Blaine replied, looking a little starry eyed as he took in the sight of Kurt in his car.

"Blaine, you can't look at me like that and drive the car." Kurt said, even though he couldn't help but smile from the ego boost.

"Yeah, right. Well, it's just been so long since I've been able to see you and I've missed looking at you. I've missed everything about you.", Blaine said, before turning the key in the ignition and backing out of the driveway. "What did you want to talk about?"

"Well, I've really missed you too, Blaine, and I'd be lying if I said that I wasn't really attracted to you right now. But I can't get back together with you now.", Kurt said, thinking that it was best to just get right to the point and be as honest as he could.

"Is there someone else?"

"I did meet someone, Adam, who seems interested, and I am interested in getting to know him, but I am still single right now."

"So you're single and attracted to me and we still can't get back together?"

"Blaine, I still LOVE you, but I am also still hurt because you cheated on me when I had only been gone for a few weeks. I'm still in New York and you're still in Lima, and I think that us having a break is a good thing in disguise. You clearly felt hurt by my preoccupation with my new internship, so much so that you sought out comfort elsewhere. I'm not mad about that anymore, but you're still earning my trust again. Also, in a way, you freed me to make sure that you're the one I want over all others, rather than wanting you because you're the only one that likes me. You sort of got to see what else was out there, whereas you have been my only boyfriend. The only person up until now that has ever been interested in me just as I am. When I'm healing from the hurt, I want to explore a little, I want to learn about relationships with others and see if I don't learn some lessons that can maybe apply to us someday. I don't want to be a man whore - that's just not me, but I want to be free for a little bit longer. At least until you move to New York when we can re-evaluate where we both are in relationships. I still have hope in us. I'm just not ready to jump back in again"

"Well I'm disappointed, but what you said makes sense, and I do need to earn your trust again. I'm still sure you're it for me. But if this is what you want, then I guess we will stick to duets and dancing tonight.", Blaine said, looking and feeling devastated, but resigned as he pulled into parking spot at the hotel.

"Blaine, that sounds like a good sound plan, but this is a wedding, emotions are high, we both have hormones, and champagne will be plentiful. I meant what I said, but if something does happen, we're still just friends for now; anything we might do when our judgement is impaired doesn't mean that -"

Blaine didn't wait for him to finish before pulling Kurt closer to him and kissing him, quickly slipping his tongue through Kurt's willingly parted lips. After a few minutes, Blaine broke the kiss, and they both caught their breaths before Blaine said, "backseat?", hopefully.

Kurt nodded, his eyes wide as he got out of the car to slip into the backseat. Blaine followed suit and this time, Kurt pounced on Blaine, kissing him senseless, their tongues fighting for dominance, while running his hands up and down his torso, unbuttoning his shirt as fast as he could. Kurt's heart beat faster in his chest as he felt Blaine's hand grasp both his butt cheeks, pulling him closer and creating a burning heat in his groin as they rubbed together. Kurt's hands felt Blaine's chest and sighed happily into his busy mouth as Blaine started pulling Kurt's neatly tucked shirt out of his pants and ran his hand up Kurt's back, making Kurt shiver a little.

"I want you so bad right now, Blaine."

"Is there time?"

"I can be quick and dirty if you can", Kurt replied as he sat up to reach for Blaine's belt buckle.

He was just about to pull his pants down when a knock at the window startled him and he heard Mercedes muffled voice saying, " Couldn't wait until after the wedding? Come on boys, get put back together - it's time to catch the shuttle. Wow, this car is all steamed up! Damn!"

The boys scrambled to tuck their shirts back in and buckled up their pants before sheepishly trying to smooth down their ruffled hair. Mercedes laughed at them. "Wow, I never thought I would see the day when you both go to a formal event with your hair not perfectly coiffed. I'm still trying to figure out how Kurt got away with having gelled hair through Brittany's crazy hair gel ban at prom."

"Oh no! How bad is it?", Kurt panicked.

"Relax Kurt, you look fantastic. Really, you do. We'll hit the bathroom when we get there and I will show you how perfect you look.", Blaine flirted.

Mercedes just giggled at the two of them and then asked, "Okay, so how DID you get by the no-hair gel ban? And Finn too - he had his ever present fin going on."

"I don't use hair gel, I use organic mousse, which Brit conveniently thought was a product that actually comes from the mammalian moose, so she reasoned that it was allowable because moose were around when the cave men and dinosaurs were.", Kurt said rolling his eyes, then continued, "As for Finn, his hair just does that if he doesn't comb it down when wet. He just shoves his hands through it so it doesn't totally look like bed head. Only a hat or his football helmet make it flat. I suppose a comb might, but I don't think he's ever used a comb!"

"Finn's hair just fins itself? Wow."

"Why didn't we tell her that I use mousse? I looked like a broccoli head", Blaine pouted.

Kurt laughed, "I actually like your curls, maybe not completely untamed a la broccoli, but you don't need to gel them down all the time. And you obviously use gel because your hair always looks wet and you can smell it!"

They arrived at the church, Blaine and Kurt running off to the bathroom for a hair check, while Mercedes warned them that it was sacrilegious to have sex in the church bathroom.

"Because we're gay?", Blaine squawked out.

"No, because it's a church and you're not married. I'd say the same to Finn and Berry if they were headed in there."

"Just checking our hair, Mercedes!" Kurt said as he bust out laughing when Finn's head poked out of the ladies room to see if the coast was clear. "Which is more than I can say for Finn and Rachel."

"Fuck", Finn whispered as he slipped out and Rachel popped out to ask, "what's wrong. Oh no!"

"FINN! You did NOT just swear in the house of God.", Mercedes admonished.

"What? I didn't take his name in vain or anything, did I?", he said sheepishly as Rachel stood next to him biting her bottom lip, trying not to laugh, but also clearly embarrassed that they were caught, even though all they had done was kiss.

"You better not have desecrated anything in there. Rachel, you're Jewish, so I know you have respect for God, if not for Jesus. How could you let this happen?"

"Why would we have pooped in there together?", Finn asked, confused.

"Not defecate, Finn, desecrate, meaning-", he thought for a second, "-well violating anything in there, because the toilets are holy or something.", Kurt explained.

"Oh, wouldn't poop violate the holy toilets?"

"No, Finn, God understands when you have to expel waste product from your body", sighed Kurt, slightly annoyed, muttering, "he doesn't even exist" under his breath.

"Oh, well in any case, we didn't poop and we didn't violate anything. Well Rachel might have violated my mouth with her tongue, but I let her, so that was cool, and not really a violation. I don't think God would mind. We're in love, right? And people kiss at the end of weddings all the time."

"Finn, please stop talking.", Rachel begged. "I think you should probably go back to the altar with Mr. Schue- I mean Will"

"Okay", Finn said, giving her a quick peck on the cheek as he headed back into the chapel.

"Come on diva, you have some explaining to do, but you and the make out twins need to find your seats and I need to make sure the organist has my music in the right key."

"Make out twins?", Rachel asked as she took Kurt's arm to walk in and find a seat.

Kurt sighed but explained, "Mercedes caught us rounding second and almost sliding into third in Blaine's back seat waiting for the shuttle." Kurt caught Rachel's look of concern and added, "Don't worry - we talked."

Rachel smiled at him, and then looked up at the altar as the music started. She couldn't keep her eyes off of Finn. He looked gorgeous in his classic tux. As the bridal march started, everyone stood up to watch Ms. Pillsbury - Emma - walk down the aisle, her hand holding onto her father's arm. For once, she didn't look stressed out, and her eyes weren't as bugged out as usual. Rachel looked from Emma to Will and noticed that they were staring into each other's damp eyes. As she looked at Will, she noticed a look of enthrallment, that was clearly the result of Emma's beauty, ethereal in her lacy white A-line wedding gown. Rachel couldn't help but remember being the recipient of a similar look from Finn, on the day of their almost-wedding, when he caught sight of her in her wedding gown and couldn't speak for several minutes. She looked from the happy couple exchanging vows, to Finn, who was not looking at Will and Emma, but looking right at her, the same look on his face as last year. The emotions were too much, and the tears were forming, but she couldn't stop looking at Finn, the invisible tether between them practically pulling at her heart like a magnet drawing her closer to him. Finn had to stop looking at Rachel for a second to pull Emma's ring out of his pocket, so Will could put it on her finger, and in that split second, Rachel had the words to express what she was feeling, "this should have been us", she whispered so softly that even Kurt next to her could barely hear it, and then the tears started flowing. Luckily, she was a at a wedding, so it was normal for people to cry, but Kurt heard enough of her whisper and knew her well enough to know why she was crying, so he took her hand in his and whispered back, "it will be sometime soon".

Finn saw her crying and it took all his willpower to stay up at the altar trying to look happy for the bride and groom to cover up his being distraught that Rachel was so upset, while Will and Emma finished their exchange of rings and finally were proclaimed as husband and wife.

.Rachel looked up at him and smiled weakly, trying to put him at ease, which made it easier to focus on Will and Emma, who were now heading down the aisle as the guests blew bubbles. Finn knew he had to walk down the aisle with Emma's sister, the maid of honor, but whispered, "can I grab my girl too" as she took his arm. She nodded, so Finn stopped at Rachel's row and tugged on her arm, so she would walk with him, his arm wrapped protectively around her. When they got to the end of the aisle, Finn said, "I know why you're crying. I am SO sorry, Rachel. I promise we will get there. I promise. Hey, stand by me in the receiving line. I don't want to leave your side tonight."

Before Rachel could reply, Will called over to them, "Finn, Rachel, come on over here and get in the receiving line with me! No making out in it though"

Rachel laughed, "I feel like I'm right back in high school. Hey Finn, do you make the members of the glee club stop making out with each other?"

"Nah, I just let them go at it. One of the single ones usually gets annoyed quickly and taunts them til they stop. Besides, the couples this year just aren't as into public affection as we are."

Will just snorted at that. "Yeah, you guys were bad, even when you weren't together. The longing looks could practically get someone pregnant if they were in the crossfire. "

Luckily, guests started to filter into the lobby and give their congratulations, so Finn and Rachel didn't get teased anymore about their PDA. When Finn spotted Kurt, he asked Rachel, "Hey do you want to go with Kurt and Blaine to the cocktail hour? I have to hang out here to finish this receiving line and for wedding party pictures. You can stay, but I think the cocktail hour might be more fun."

"Yeah, I will go with them and catch up. I have a feeling that Mercedes is going to require a more detailed explanation for our getting caught in the bathroom. Remember to smile properly.", Rachel replied, smiling as she walked toward Kurt and gave Will and Emma congratulatory hugs before heading out to the shuttle. The minute they were on the shuttle, Mercedes pounced to sit next to Rachel, bombarding her with, "Spill. I thought you and Finn had broken up officially after he left the army to see you and then freaked out about New York, and then I heard that you weren't even talking to each other after he caught you crying about another guy when you came back for Grease. And now you're fornicating in church bathrooms?"

"Uh. Wow. Okay you know way more than I thought you did. Though it was a lot more complicated and heartbreaking than that. The short version is that we're back together as of yesterday and we were only kissing in the bathroom, nothing else. We do have some modicum of respect for religious belief, even if I am more culturally Jewish than religiously Jewish and Finn once prayed to a grilled cheese sandwich before going back to not being religious."

"But I thought you were living with a boyfriend."

"Kurt, how much do you and Mercedes talk about me?", Rachel asked incredulously.

"I might have complained about Brody to her when he was in his wildly inappropriate, not to mention impractical naked phase. And well, I've been concerned about you, first when you were so upset about the lack of Finn, then when he left again, and up until recently, you've just been on such a weird not-at-all-like-Rachel-Berry path, so I talked to others to get advice about how I could be the best friend for you that I could. Also, your Facebook relationship status is 'Shacked Up'"

"Oh. Yeah, I have to change that when I get back. Also, I'm sorry, that's really sweet. I can't be mad about that. You've really been there for me. I will never forget that. I only wish you could've knocked some sense into me about Brody. He's just in the way now."

"Hold up girl. You're still dating that guy AND back together with Finn? That's just not right", Mercedes exclaimed as Santana's eyes bugged out at what she heard.

"Wait, you're back with Finn? When in the hell did that happen?", Santana sputtered out.

"Yesterday", Rachel, Kurt, Blaine, and Mercedes said in unison.

"Is Mr. Plastic McDonkeyFace moving out right now? Oh this is awesome.", Santana exclaimed, nearly dancing in her seat.

As Santana was squealing in delight, Mercedes mouthed, "Plastic McDonkeyFace", to Kurt, who rolled his eyes and waved her off.

"Not yet. I haven't told him yet. And before anyone else jumps on me for this, Brody and I have an open relationship, so I'm not doing anything wrong with Finn right now, and Finn was okay with me waiting until we return to New York to break off that particular arrangement with Brody and ask him to find a new place to live, as soon as possible. We live in different states right now, so I'm not going to waste this opportunity to enjoy my time with Finn, even though I would have preferred a clean break from the open relationship first."

"I knew that guy was skeevy. An open relationship? Really? Rachel Freaking Berry agreed to such a thing?"

"Yeah Rachel, you know he's probably screwing some other girl right now. He probably has had several on the side the whole time you've been with him.", Mercedes added.

"First we had to convince you not to do a topless scene, and now we're hearing that you were in an open relationship? This isn't you. What happened to you, Rachel?", Quinn asked, after processing this conversation she had just walked into.

"She got put on a train to New York on what should've been her wedding day because Finn thought he wasn't good enough for her, which we found out yesterday was because her dads actually told him as much to convince him to not marry her and send her off to New York alone. Instead of anyone asking Rachel about how she was planning to make her dreams come true, they decided to force her to do it their way, devastating her in the process, leading to some hiding behind new clothes and makeup, which I probably enabled, and trying to find companionship to mask the hopelessness of feeling like she lost the chance of being with the one person she was truly meant to be with, who just happened to be as lost as she was. That's what happened to the old Rachel Berry, in a nut shell. She's making a comeback though.", Kurt defended her, smiling.

"Uh, Thank you for the summary and defense, Kurt. And Mercedes, the thing about an open relationship is that he has no reason not to tell me about any hookups he might have. And the couple of times we did anything, we were always extremely careful. And I was just tested last week, as was he, so we're both clean. Regardless, it's not an issue anymore, because I am 100% with Finn and in my mind, there is no more me and Brody, and as of Monday morning, he will be aware of that as well."

"Well, it's a good thing you didn't break it off over the phone, I don't trust that guy in our apartment with all our stuff as it is. He's up to something bad that you don't know - I mean, he's got a PAGER. Who has a pager if they're not a dealer or a pimp? My mexican psychic third eye twitches around him. Don't need to come home to our place ransacked in his fit of rage over losing his little ingenue.", Santana remarked.

Rachel sighed, wishing that she wasn't in this predicament at all, and that her and Finn could've worked this out earlier, or that he would've been strong enough to go against her dads' wishes. "Can we please drop this and go enjoy this wedding when we get there? I think I'm going to even have some wine."

"That sounds like an excellent plan.", Quinn said, sounding overly perky, "Santana and I got fake ids. We'll make sure you get something.", she said, almost purring.

"Well let's go have some fun", Kurt said, "We're here."