DISCLAIMER: I DO NOT OWN GLEE OR ITS CHARACTERS
9. You Didn't!
To say that they were tired by the time they got on the plane would be as frank as possible. Finn and Rachel were exhausted from their long, eventful day of getting married. They had both changed out of their fancy clothing at their apartment before grabbing their suitcases and leaving for the flight.
Rachel now wears a white dress that is tea-length and skirts out mid waist. She looks beautiful in the strapless dress. Finn wears sweatpants and his Jets sweatshirt that he gets for being a player of the team.
They would look normal if Rachel had taken off her wispy white veil.
"It's still my wedding," She reminds Finn. "I want everyone to know that."
Finn just smiled and held her hand as the boarded on the plane.
Now the two are both contently asleep in first class until the attendant wakes them up because they are about to land.
Rachel looks out the window, trying to figure out where she is. It's pitch dark out, so she has no idea.
They get off the plane and into the airport for luggage before Finn takes her to the rental car they have.
"Finn where are we?"
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"Oh my gosh, I can't believe I'm in France for my Honeymoon! You know how perfect this is, right Finn? It's been my dream to come to Europe and vacation! I can't believe it!" Rachel squeals as they bound up to their hotel room in the luxurious styled building.
"I knew that you wanted to go to Europe, so I decided that's where I would take you," Finn shrugs.
"Oh, Finn! Thank you, so much," She softly speaks and opens up the door to their room.
Before she can quickly bound in, Finn cries out her name.
"What?" She turns to look at him. He steps in front of her and tosses their suitcases in before turning back to her.
"I can't let you walk into the room. I need to carry you through the threshold," He explains.
She smiles softly and Finn lifts her up, carrying her bridal style through the threshold. She can't stop smiling. She's Rachel Barbra Hudson and life couldn't get any better.
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"It's so beautiful," Rachel gushes.
They're currently touring around the Eiffel Tower and it's already midnight. She absolutely loves this and Finn totally knows he's getting brownie points for this.
Usually brownie points cash into nothing, but with Rachel they can be equivalent to an awesome night in bed… or against the wall, in the shower, on the desk, table…
Okay, so there are many awesome things that brownie points will get him.
He's the cameraman and he takes as many photos of them together as possible. He catches her taking a few with her iPhone, but he lets it slide. He is sort of a stud (joking).
"Yeah, it is," Finn agrees. "Everything is great here."
"Definitely. If I didn't love New York so much, I would have us move here," She explains.
He looks at her with raised eyebrows, "Really? You would give up your citizenship just so you could live in Europe?"
She bites her lip.
"Okay, I would never live here. But I would visit here every weekend."
Finn lets out a loud laugh and reaches down to grab her hand loosely.
"How does some Italian food sound right now?" He asks her.
"Perfect."
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The second day of their vacationing they go on a gondola boat. Not only was it super romantic and they nearly got it on once the guy guiding it started crooning a sweet French song, but it was really interesting. The guy had given them facts about this specific gondola ride.
Rachel's head rests on Finn's shoulder and he holds her hands gently as the guide speaks English with a heavy French accent. The man was short and stout with salt and pepper hair. He wears billowy clothing and a sun hat.
"It all started with a beautiful girl Amorette. Everyone in this village adored her, especially to a young man Elliot. The two had swimming lessons together when they were fourteen years old. The two had quickly become the best of friends and they'd meet at this very canal just to be with each other.
"She had told him that her suitors were all trying to impress her with jewels and money. She didn't want that though. What she wanted was something unique and romantic. Over time Elliot had fallen madly in love with Amorette. However, she didn't want him. She was in bloom and becoming a beautiful young woman. Her father and mother had already chosen whom she'd be marrying.
"Amorette stopped attending the swim sessions, but Elliot showed up every day just in case she would. When he found out that she was to be married, he started his plan to get her to be his.
"His romantic gesture would be building her a gondola. He knew she wanted to go on one when she was younger, but never did because there weren't any near the village. So he rounded up his friends and they built it. Of course that original one isn't able to be used anymore.
"Anyways, Elliot sent her a letter, begging her to go to the canal just one more time before she had gotten married. So she did. Amorette snuck out from her house and came to the canal. Boy, she looked beautiful in her lacey nightie.
"Elliot showed her the small boat that was afloat in the water and she started to cry. She told him that it was the nicest thing anyone had ever done for her."
"What happened after that? Did Amorette call off the marriage?" Rachel asks hopefully.
The guider sighs sadly, "No, she tried to. It was forced upon her and she ended up marrying this guy anyways. But that didn't stop her and Elliot. The two met at this same canal and let their love blossom. One day Amorette died with anemia."
"How about Elliot? Is he still alive," Finn prompted.
"I'd hope so. If not you wouldn't be talking to me and hearing my story about how my gondola rides started," He turns and looks over his shoulder to smile.
Rachel has tears streaming down her cheeks.
"That was a beautiful story, Elliot," She whispers. "Love conquers all in the end, doesn't it?"
"Yes it does."
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"I don't want to go," She pouts to Finn as he tries to wake her up.
"I don't either. But unfortunately there is this thing called reality. You have a show tomorrow and I have a game. We've got to leave."
"I know," She sighs. "I just don't want to lose my 'just got married' glow."
"You won't. It still amazes me that I can call you my wife and that you're a Hudson," He smiles and kisses her softly. "Now how about we order breakfast and while we wait, we shower up…"
"Together?" She opens her eyes widely and smirks.
"Yes, most definitely," He grins and kisses her again, loving how she responds with a low moan.
"Alright, I suppose it won't be so bad getting up," She kisses him back.
"That's what I thought," He breathes out.
"But I still don't want to go."
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So there is the honeymoon! I had so much fun writing this one because it's my dream to go to Europe. Not necessarily on my honeymoon though… Oh and the story of Amorette and Elliot is a story that my friend's great uncle or something like that had told her when she was younger. It is very sweet and adoring, so I hope you liked it.
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