A/N: Hey, hey, hey. How are we all? I'm fine, thanks for asking... So, I think I need to find SOME WAY to thank all you guys, if you look at the amount of reviews this little thing has it's just over 100! Really, this makes me so happy! I'm so glad all you guys have stuck with this, through all the fun stuff. Let's look forward to the times ahead (I feel like I'm making an encouraging speech at a High School Grad)!

Thanks To: hprwhg100, oftheheart, Botherer 1337, noro, RockerPrincess83, imagleek1234, fuckyafinchel, and et1141412 for reviewing, you silly gumbas!

RLM: ... Shall I even bother keeping the recommended listening music?

Sunday evening, I stood at Rachel's doorstep, shivering in the dry December air. I had rung the bell what seemed like hours ago- why wasn't anyone letting me in? Just as I was about to ring again, one of Rachel's Dads answered. It was Chris, who I've always liked a little better than Neer- Chris was easygoing and liked football, while Neer was somehow convinced I was out to kill Rachel.

Chris smiled at me, leading me inside.

"Finn! Nice to see ya! Rachel isn't quite ready yet, why don't you come sit- I made mini chicken salad cups!"

Chris led me to the kitchen/dining room and practically shoved one in my mouth.

"How are they? I'm worried I didn't put the chicken in long enough..."

They tasted like, for lack of better words, fancy food. I nodded at Chris's questions, mostly about my preferred clothing brands and skin care, and munched on the chicken snacks.

"Finn!"

I turned and caught sight of Rachel, then blinked several times to make sure I wasn't dreaming.

She looked outstanding. She was wearing a dark blue dress and simple nude heels, but it looked amazing on her, and suddenly I was in shock that I got such a perfect girl as my girlfriend. Everything she did left me breathless. The way she was right now- blue dress, nude heel, silver necklace- was what I wanted to think of when I thought of her. Not just because she looked hot, but because she looked so... happy. Her mouth smiled like it always did, but her eyes smiled too- something rare for Rachel. Smiling with her eyes meant she was really happy, glad and enjoying life.

"Finn?"

Rachel dragged me back down to Earth, looking at me cautiously. "Are you okay?"

I grinned.

"It's just… I can't believe I was as lucky as I was to get you as a girlfriend. Happy Anniversary."

I kissed the top of her head gently, and Chris grabbed a camera and ushered us to the front door.

"How 'bout some photos of the lovely couple?"

Rachel and I smiled and posed good-naturedly, but we were both glad when her Dads finally let us go. Rachel let out a breath as we strolled in the chilly air to my truck.

"You know, I love my Dad's, but sometimes they're just… ugh."

Rachel rolled her eyes and smiled. "I got you something… Happy One-Month"

She pushed a small wrapped box towards me, looking at me expectantly. I smiled excitedly, bursting with anticipation. Maybe Rachel hadn't read her letter yet and was going to now!

"Did you get my letter?"

Rachel frowned, pulling something out of her coat pocket.

"About that... I think you sent this to the wrong person."

My mouth formed a perfect "O" as I scanned the letter she had handed to me.

Dear Grandma,

Thank you for the lovely pants you got me for my birthday. They fit me very nice, and I've gotten lots of compliments on it. It's nice to see that old people have an appreciation for fashion.

Love, Finn

P.S.- Can I borrow $20? Actually, scratch that, my half-birthday is coming up. Now you have the perfect gift idea...

Wait, so... My Grandma got that letter? Oh, shoot... I stomped the ground, mad. Now not only did I look like a fool, now I didn't have a gift for Rachel. What was I going to do?

A/N: K, this was part one. Part two is coming soon... So... how was "Rumors"? I thought it was pretty okay, but I DON'T FNICKING LIKE FUINN OR JESSE! GDI, get them awwwaaaay! I think Artie+Brittany are okay, but I was sorta glad when they broke it off... Fondue for Two was pretty funny. Hahaha... Lord Tubington...

So, don't ask why I named one of Rachel's fathers Neer, it just... happened. I'm pretty sure they haven't mentioned their names on Glee, but people on here seem to like some name I can't think of and... Leroy. Like, why Leroy? Some please explain!

~Q

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