This story has been my absolute favorite to write! But I felt like this was an appropriate time to end it. Here's the epilogue- thanks so much for reading, guys! This has been my most successful story to date. Love you all!

Sat 24 Jun 2014 (4:37 pm)

Incoming Call- Quinn

"You're late- you're late. For a very important date. You know...a very important wedding."

"C'mon, Q. Have a little more faith in me- I mean, what with picking up my tux and picking up the cake and getting lost on my way to the venue..."

"No excuses! You need to get here, though, the venue's gorgeous. And…so am I. But that's a different story."

"Hah! I don't doubt that for a second. And not to mention how dapper I look…Not gonna lie."

"Can't wait to see how strapping you look in a tux…"

"I'm almost there. I really shouldn't be driving on the phone. I'll meet you at the altar?"

"….Meet you at the altar."

Incoming Call- Sam

"Isn't it bad luck to see the bride before the wedding?"

"Hey- I'm not looking at you, am I? I'm merely talking to you…Standing outside your dressing room door, waiting for my bride to come to the aisle so I can finally make her mine. Nervous?"

"Only a little…Quinn's the one jittery and irritable. You'd think she was the one getting married- Though, I guess the Maid of Honor is put under some stress, too. She really wants this to be my special day."

"Can't blame her. Gotta be perfect, right?"

"It will be perfect. As long as I have you standing at the end of the aisle waiting for me."

Sat 24 Jun 2014 (5:01)

You know where to put the cake, right? And do you have the rings?

(5:05)

A'course, and what kind of Best Man do you think I am? ;)

(5:09)

One that needs to practice how stressed out I'm going to be for /our/ wedding. ;)

(5:12)

The good kind of stressed, right?

(5:15)

Of course. Though, I don't know if I can trust myself with the decisions I'll be making. I don't have a very good track record with engagements.

(5:18)

Hey, you're still wearing my ring, aren't you?

(5:21)

I never take it off.

(5:23)

And you haven't had a panic attack when trying on wedding dresses?

(5:26)

Not one. Which reminds me…I think I found my dress the other day!

(5:30)

Oh, really? You think?

(5:32)

Oh no, I know. Picking a wedding dress is kind of like picking a fiancé. You dive into it and you just…know.

(5:36)

See? Aren't you glad we dived? : )

(5:40)

Almost as happy as the day you proposed. Oh, and I forgot to mention that I also picked out what's going /under/ the dress. ;)

(5:41)

YOWZA. =D

(5:43)

I really hate to digress, but how did our friends, who got together via our friendship, end up getting married before us?

(5:47)

Because they weren't afraid of their relationship when they first started going out. And be patient- we've only got a month to go. Are you scared?

(5:50)

Scared of what? Marrying the crazy woman I'm texting right now? ;)

(5:55)

Well…yeah.

(5:58)

I am the best kind of terrified. Overjoyed…excited…Thankful that fate brought me to you, and brought you away from douchebag football players, and me away from airheaded cheerleaders. Ecstatic that I get to marry the girl of not only my dreams, but my reality that somehow is a dream come true.

(6:00)

I love you. So much.

(6:02)

Need I even respond to that? =P

(6:06)

I just like to hear it. ;)

Incoming Call- Artie

"I love you, Quinn Fabray."

"Well, I did say I like to hear it, didn't I?"

"Sure did. I can't wait til you're my wife."

"It feels like we've been an old married couple for two years already."

"Hah! Yeah, well, in a month, we're gonna make it official. Got it, Q?"

"Got it. Wow, you sure do look dapper in a tux."

"And you didn't lie- you look pretty damn gorgeous…Your ring is glistening in the light from the sunset."

"No, I'm pretty sure it just lights up when I'm near you."