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quam314159 requested the wedding in more detail so here it is…

"Where were you? It has already started," Santana asked as she watched the two blonds make their way over to the large group. Nate was on Puck's shoulders watching the game.

"I slipped," Quinn said and then a slow grin appeared on her face, "And Sam asked me to marry him." Quinn wiggled her left ring finger. Santana smiled, the ring was very pretty, and of course she had helped pick it out.

"So he didn't put the ring in food for you to choke on?" Santana asked and Quinn shook her head."

"Nope," Quinn said.

"Why did you think I would put it in food?" Sam said frowning, "I thought you knew I was a bit more creative than that."

"Well your creativity almost made me twist my ankle." Quinn pointed out.

"You weren't supposed to actually fall," Sam said rolling his eyes, "But since you did we perfectly reenacted the moment we met."

"I suppose," Quinn said guessing it was more special that way. When she slipped in that hallway all those years ago it changed her life, and her life was changing again.

E&N

"You are supposed to try a bite of each cake not just gobble up the first piece." Quinn instructed Sam. She wasn't going to be let him one of those husbands who sat back and let her plan the whole wedding. He was going to help, wither Sam liked it or not. "And will you stop looking like you are being punished?"

"I am glad you are here Sam," Kurt said speaking up, "Not many men help plan their own wedding."

"Well I'm not," Sam said taking another bite of cake, "I just agree with everything Quinn says and eat the cake. Oh and I am not eating fish at my wedding. I am a steak person. Even if I do give an opinion it is not like Quinn listens to me anyway."

"What was that honey?" Quinn said, but she was smiling. "Just eat your cake." Sam nodded and picked up the other piece and began to inhale that too. At least there was cake.

E&N

Quinn was crying on the bathroom floor. Sam and Santana had been trying to get her to come out for the last hour with no luck. They took Nate to his Grandmother's house; Quinn didn't want him to see her like this.

"How could he refuse to come to his own daughter's wedding!" Quinn wailed. Her father had kicked her out when she told him she was pregnant, but Quinn thought he would have gotten over it by now. Quinn was marrying the father of her baby after all.

"Your father is a jackass." Santana said, "Why would you want him there anyway?" Sam nudged her. That was not the direction you wanted to go with this.

"Who is going to walk me down the aisle!" Quinn yelled and blew her nose.

"I can, or Kurt?" Santana suggested.

"That is so sweet, but I wanted my Dad too," Quinn said sobbing again, "Even if he was an awful father, he is still my father."

"Honey we will figure something out," Sam said, "Don't let this tiny detail get to you. Besides I know who you could ask."

"Who?" Quinn sniffed.

"Who was the man who was like a father to you when you were pregnant, and now?" Sam asked. Quinn blew her nose again and opened the door. Quinn's eyes were red, and her nose was running. Quinn hugged Sam. He always knew what to say to make her feel better.

E&N

Quinn and her bridesmaids, and man, were standing outside the door ready to make their entrance.

"You look beautiful Quinn," Rachel said smoothing out her veil. Quinn chose to only have three bridesmaids. Santana was her maid of honor, and then she asked Kurt and Rachel. Rachel burst into tears when Quinn asked her.

"Where is…" Quinn asked but when he came into view she let the breath she had been holding out. Mr. Schue made his way over to them. Quinn felt her eyes water upon seeing him. If anyone was entitled to give her away it was Mr. Schue. He had been there for her during the worst part of her life, and had been a good friend to Sam.

"You all look amazing," Mr. Schue said and hugged all of them.

"Thank you so much for doing this Mr. Schue." Quinn said and he nodded.

"I am honored that you asked me, and it's Will," Will said smiling, "I think now of all times we can be on a first name basis."

"Don't let me trip," Quinn whispered and Will nodded patting the hand that was on his arm. Sarah, Will's little girl, was the flower girl and began to make her way down the aisle. Kurt was next, followed by Rachel. Santana gave Quinn's hand a squeeze and began to walk too. Quinn took a deep breath as the music came on. Sam and Quinn had thought about pulling a Chris Brown for their wedding, but Quinn decided she wanted to be more traditional. This was a moment she had dreamed about since she was little girl, Quinn wanted it to be perfect. Smiling at Will who grinned back they made their way down the aisle.

Sam looked so handsome standing up there with his friend Mark, his little brother Stevie, and Nate. Quinn walked past her coworkers, everyone from New Directions, her mother, Sam's parents and sister, his teammates, and soon found her way next to Sam. Will kissed her cheek and handed her to Sam. Sam had his goofy smile plastered on his face, and Quinn seemed to be glowing.

"We are gathered here today…"

E&N

Quinn took the glass of champagne in front of Sam and put it on her other side of her. Sam might be a big macho football player but he was the fastest drunk she knew. Two glasses of champagne and Sam was singing show tunes, and not in a good way.

"Hey!" Sam protested.

"This is your wedding, I want you to remember it in the morning," Quinn said taking a sip of her own glass. Nate made his way over to his parents.

"Do I have to?" Nate wined.

"Yes, I think it is a very gentlemen thing to do," Quinn said.

"But she's a girl," Nate said talking mostly to his feet.

"So am I," Quinn told him, "So are your Aunt Santana, and Aunt Stacy, your grandmothers."

"But you are old," Nate said.

"Excuse me?" Quinn said arching an eyebrow. Nate's eyes went wide.

"I…I mean you are very pretty Mom," Nate said grinning just like his Dad.

"That's better, now go dance with Sarah," Quinn said and Nate made a face, but went over to Sarah and mumbled some words. The little redheaded girl smiled brightly and Nate led her to the floor. His parents followed his example and got up to dance too. Santana began to sing.

Well sometimes I got out by myself

And I look across the water

And of think of all the things, what you're doing

And in my head I paint a picture…

Quinn smiled. She had always loved this song. Santana had rocked it during Sectionals and Quinn was pretty sure her performance, along with Mike a Brittany's dance moves, won them the competition. She glanced over at Nate who was having a lot more fun time dancing with Sarah then he would ever admit. Sarah's red curls bounced as she danced.

…Won't you come on over?

Stop makin' a fool out of me

Why don't you come on over Valerie?

Quinn knew her face was as red as a tomato as Sam removed her garter, with his teeth. Sam was never one to shy away from anything. He threw it into the air and they watched as Puck pushed his way through to catch it. Puck put his fist in the air and waved the garter around.

The girls huddled behind Quinn as she got ready to throw the bouquet.

"Move out of my way!" She heard Santana say.

"You stepped on my foot!" Rachel exclaimed. Quinn rolled her eyes and with her back facing the girls threw it high into the air. She didn't have to turn around to know who caught it.

"Hell yeah!" Santana yelled. Santana caught the eyes of one of Sam's teammates and smirked. She was in need of a hot, rich, football player.

The night felt like it could go on forever, but all good things must come to an end. Sarah and Nate had been put to bed hours ago. There was one final song to be played. The whole party had their arms around each other as they shouted out the lyrics.

Just a small town girl living in a lonely world

She took the midnight train going anywhere

Just a city boy, born and raised in south Detroit

He took the midnight train going anywhere

It seemed like a lifetime ago New Directions had sung this song at Regionals. Quinn was six months pregnant at the time so the costumes were altered to make it look like she wasn't. Even though she was pregnant, had got kicked out of her house, and she felt like she was falling apart. At the moment, on that stage, Quinn felt like everything was going to be okay. And it was.

A singer in a smoky room

The smell of wine and cheap perfume

For a smile, they can share the night

It goes on and on and on and on

She looked up at Sam next to her and his eyes were closed belting the song out. He must have sensed her looking at him because he opened his eyes and smiled at her. The group broke apart and began to dance separately.

Strangers waiting up and down the boulevard

Their shadows searching in the night

Streetlight people living just to find emotion

Hiding somewhere in the night…

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I basically tried to fill in the blanks of my other wedding scene in the last chapter of the large story, I would recommend reading that first if you haven't already.

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