A/N- Hi there! Thank you for all the reviews, alerts, favorites, and twitter love, it truly means the world to us that you are letting us take you on this fun journey. We want you to know that we tried to write their first date; it just didn't work out as we hoped it would. We chose to skip ahead a bit instead. This is the second to last chapter of this unique story (and its twin)! Just a warning that there is some wankiness ahead this chapter, something I have never written before, We upped the rating to M just to be safe. RedAmibition has assured me that Rachel wanted it, so I (Finn) gave it to her.

We still do no own Glee, HIMYM, Man of La Mancha, the characters, or the music used. We do own Tessa and Frank, though. They are with us till the end.

"Oh crap! I gotta go." Finn untangled Rachel from where she was snuggled into his side and stood from the couch. They had been living together for a while now and it was common for them to cuddle into each other while they watched their favorite show. Finn loved when they had these moments and he felt bad for cutting this one short, especially when his abrupt departure was veiled in such secrecy.

He could dwell on how bad he felt later; right now he had somewhere else that he needed to be. He glanced at his watch and looked down at the old high school t-shirt and basketball shorts he had been wearing while he and Rachel had been watching 'My Strange Obsession' together. He knew he couldn't be wearing this where he was going. He lumbered into the bedroom they shared so he could change into something more appropriate, knowing that Rachel was following behind him. She probably had a look of confusion written all over her beautiful face and he couldn't bear to look back at her. He hadn't told her of his plans for today, he couldn't.

Not yet.

"Where are you going?" She asked.

Finn flicked through the hangers in his closet, finally deciding on a maroon button up and a pair of black slacks. "I, uh, I have a meeting." He pulled the old t-shirt over his head and tossed it aside so he could wrap the dress shirt over his shoulders.

"A meeting?" He glanced up at her while he was fastening the buttons on the shirt and took note of her raised eyebrow. He knew that she knew him too well not to be suspicious; they were as close as two people could be. He also knew that she trusted him just as he trusted her. He felt bad not telling her the entire truth but it was for her own good and he technically wasn't lying; he really did have a meeting. "I didn't know you had a meeting?" She questioned.

Finn shrugged and dropped the loose fitting shorts, kicking them out of the way. "I just found out yesterday. It's not a big deal. Boring work stuff." He pulled the slacks on and then sat on the bed to pull a pair of socks onto his feet.

"Oh, um, okay. How long do you think you be out?" He could hear how scared and timid she sounded and his heart ached to tell her the truth and ease her fears. Instead, he slid on his shoes and made his way to the front door of their apartment.

"I should only be a couple hours." He tucked the shirt into his pants and leaned over to kiss her lovingly, hoping that it told her that she had no reason to worry. In truth though, he had no way to know if she really understood the underlying reassurance in his lips. "I'll see you after. Love you. Bye." He placed another quick kiss to her lips, noticing the way they turned to a pout when he turned to leave the apartment. He closed the door behind him, wanting nothing more than to go back inside and tell her exactly what he was up to, he hated when she was sad.

He couldn't though; this was the best thing for them, she would know that soon. He hailed a cab, climbing in before checking his watch. He was going to make it to the Manhattan condo on time. Once in front of the building, he paid the driver and stepped onto the sidewalk. As he stood there, looking up at the high rise building, it suddenly occurred to him what he was there to do and he became nervous. He took a deep breath and made his way to the door, ignoring the deafening sound of his beating heart as he rang the buzzer.

"Yes?"

"Uh. Hi. It's Finn. Finn Hudson."

"We know your last name, Finn. Come on up."

The door buzzed and Finn made his way through the nice lobby and onto the elevator. He tried to calm himself by doing the breathing exercises Rachel taught him as the elevator steadily rose. It stopped, releasing a dainty 'ding' as the doors opened and he stepped into the sleek hallway. He wiped his sweaty palms on the front of his pants and took another calming breath before reaching his fist up to knock on the door.

When it swung open, there stood Hyrum and Leroy Berry, Rachel's father's, grinning madly. "Finn," they said, almost in unison as they gestured for him to enter.

"Sirs. Thank you for allowing me to come over." Finn stepped inside the swanky apartment and tried to take control of his shaking limbs.

Leroy must have noticed how nervous Finn was. "Are you okay?"

"I'm Finn, I mean, fine. I'm fine. Just a little nervous." He wiped his hands on the front of his pants once again, sitting in the lounge area where the older men had led him.

"What do you have to be nervous about? You have been to our house many times." Leroy and Hyrum both had a feeling about why Finn called last week to set up this meeting.

"I think I know." Hyrum was almost too excited to contain himself as he watched Finn sit across from him and his husband.

"Ahem." Finn cleared his throat, hoping to buy a little time as he attempted to get comfortable on the usually plush sofa. "Well… sirs. As you know, I have been dating your daughter for a little over a year now." They both nodded at him, silently urging him to continue. "Anyway. I love her. I love her more than anything and she loves me too. I-I wanted to ask for your permission to marry her." The two men shared a look and then turned back to Finn expectantly. "I love her." He said. He smiled just slightly thinking about what would happen after this meeting. He loved her and he was going to ask her to be his wife. They were going to be married, possibly have children, and grow old together. He couldn't wait to start their forever.

"No." Leroy said evenly; sternly.

Uh… No? Is that what he just said? Finn was positive his eyes were bulging from his head as he attempted to control his rapidly increasing heartbeat. "No?" He didn't have a contingency plan for this; Finn assumed they would say yes. They always made him feel welcome, and he was under the impression that they liked him. Rachel and her fathers were very close, without their blessing Finn's not sure Rachel would accept his proposal.

"Leroy. Don't do that to him." Hyrum lightly tapped the shoulder of his husband. "Of course you have our permission to marry Rachel. She loves you Finn, and we know that you will take care of her." Finn released a breath that he didn't even know he had been holding in relief. Thank goodness one father took pity on Finn. Don't they know how hard this it with only one father, let alone two.

They probably do. They have probably been planning this since Rachel was an infant. It doesn't help Finn at all, though. Not right now.

Leroy looked seriously at Finn, "Or else."

"Stop it." Hyrum said quickly and both he and Leroy chuckled lightly, easing Finn's apprehensiveness only by a hair.

"Fine," Leroy relented, "You ruin all my fun, Hyrum. You have my permission. Make sure you take good care of our little girl."

Finn had every intention of taking care of Rachel. It didn't matter what she needed, he would be there for her. He could promise her fathers that much.

Finn snapped out of his reverie just in time to see Puck tucking yet another dollar bill in the G-string of the very busty brunette currently grinding on his lap.

Puck secured the money and peered around her so he could properly scold Finn. "I saw that. Can't you stop thinking about Berry for one night?"

"I can't and I don't have to. We are getting married in a week, remember?" Finn cracked a half smile as he sipped from his beer and scanned the room, hoping to keep inventory of his nearby friends.

"Duh Numb-nuts, why do you think we are here?" Puck looked up at the woman in his lap and tossed back a shot that had been resting on the table in front of him. "We are at The Pole Vault so you can forget that you are getting married in a week. That's why all your friends are here, that's why we are surrounded by half-naked chicks, and that's why we all have hotel rooms next door; so you can get sloppy drunk with us forget that you are going to strap on the 'ol ball-n-chain permanently. You and Berry need to spend at least one night apart before you get hitched, you two are always together."

Finn had played along with Pucks idea of a bachelor party from the moment he told him that he was getting married. He knew that Puck was not going to let him get by without an evening of strippers and booze so he let him plan all of it. Right down to the night apart.

At first, he and Rachel were in agreement that it would be a good idea to spend a night apart before the wedding. They even planned their bachelor and bachelorette parties for the same time so they would be distracted. Even as the glitter clad stripped walked around the pole on the stage, Rachel was back at her and Finn's apartment spending time with her friends.

As the night got closer and the reality of being apart became more real, neither of them could control their need to be close to one another. So they made a plan. Originally, Puck secured enough rooms at the hotel so that there were two men in each room. He and Finn were supposed to be sharing and everybody else was paired off. Knowing from experience that Puck was going to be too drunk to remember anything by the end of the night, Finn secretly booked another room for him and Rachel. Finn just had to keep Puck supplied in alcohol.

"How about you pay less attention to me and focus on Candy. Remember, the louder we holler, the more clothes they will take off. Here have another shot." Finn handed over the shot he had in front of him, Puck downed it quickly.

"We need more shots." Puck said, slurring slightly.

Finn stood immediately. "I'll go." Puck began hollering, hoping to get the women to remove more clothing as Finn made his way to the bar. "Excuse me; can I get another round for my friends?"

"Anything for you?"

"Just another beer for me please." The young barkeep set about making a tray of Finn's drinks and he took the opportunity to look back at Puck. He shook his head at the way Puck was now motor-boating the woman in his lap. The sound of the bartender returning caused Finn to turn his attention back to him just as he set the tray in front of him. "Thank you Linus." He said cheerfully, picking up the tray and going back to where his friends were all watching the stage. They all stopped and took a shot as he passed, silently questioning where his own drink was. "What? I just had another; you guys need to keep up." He was pleased that they all lifted their glasses in a toast.

"To Finn!" They all said in unison.

He had been doing this to them most of the evening. He sipped on his beer and carefully passed his friends all the shots that were placed in front of him. He toasted with them the first time, happy to share the moment with them, but after that he was careful not to get too drunk. It was getting easier with every shot they took in.

Several shots and even more dollar bills into the evening, Finn and his groomsmen (minus Kurt, he insisted that he should party with the girls), were stumbling the half a block to their hotel. Well, the groomsmen were stumbling; Finn was making sure they didn't do so into traffic. They paired off and made their way to their assigned rooms. Finn helped Puck to what was supposed to be their room and made sure he was resting safely in his bed before retrieving his phone from his pocket and texting his bride to be.

Puck's out. Meet you at our room. ;)

He tucked the phone back in his pocket and left the decoy room so that he could meet Rachel in the room they had paid for in secret. Finn looked up just in time to see Blaine leaving his room with an ice bucket and he smiled at the curly haired man.

"Say hello to Rachel for me." Blaine said, causing Finn to sputter in disbelief. How did he know? "Don't worry, your secret's safe with me."

Finn shook his head and reached his fist to Blaine's for a fist bump. "Have a good night man."

He pulled the key card from his pocket and swung open the heavy door. Finn was not prepared for what he saw.

Rachel was sitting on the bed wearing nothing but a pair of black strappy high heels and a smile. Her long legs were stretched out in front of her and she had her palms on the bed behind her, helping to accentuate her chest. Finn could only stare as the blood pumping throughout his body rerouted itself to his groin and made his pants uncomfortably tight.

She looked hot. And he was about to marry this woman. God, he was a lucky man.

"Hello Finn."

He watched in awe as she smirked at him and shifted to her knees at the edge of the bed, beckoning him closer with her finger. Finn immediately unbuckled his pants and dropped them where he stood, crossing the small hotel room in determination and discarding all of his clothing as he made his way to waiting Rachel. He growled as he wrapped an arm around her and captured her lips in a deep and passionate kiss.

Never breaking the kiss, she reached for her foot and took hold of the heel resting there. Finn released her lips and covered her hand with his free one, stopping her. "No way," He growled. "They stay on." She didn't get a chance to respond or protest before his mouth was back on hers. In one quick motion, he grabbed the back of her legs and lifted her to where she was straddling him where he stood at the end of the bed. He turned his lips to her neck as he crossed the room and pressed her against the wall. Rachel moaned as he nipped and sucked at her neck, knowing exactly what he was doing to her. He could feel her pressing her core to him in anticipation and he drew back slightly before pressing into her swiftly. Their cries of pleasure, along with the sounds of them banging into the wall were likely to be heard in the nearby room, but neither cared as they reached their climaxes. Finn stood on shaking legs, supporting his bride as they came down from their respective highs.

Finn peered into Rachel's eyes and kissed her deeply and pulled them away from the wall. He laid her on the bed gently and traced her face with his hand before rolling to where they were lying next to each other on the bed.

"Looks like the naked man, or well, naked woman in this case, is indeed effective."

Finn laughed and turned to look at Rachel. "Three out of five times, babe. You should try your luck again sometime."

"I just might do that. For science."

Finn laughed out loud and leaned over her once again. "Can't wait."

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Carol Hummel was certain she had never seen her son so happy. She had seen him achieve so much and he was happy at every turn; but today, he was getting married to the love of his life and somehow, he was even happier. Carol watched from the doorway as he adjusted the bow tie around his neck, trying to get it perfect. "Honey, are you okay?"

Finn turned away from the full length mirror where he was making the final adjustments on his tuxedo to greet his mother with a wide smile. "I'm great mom. Have you seen Rachel? Is she okay?"

"She's fine." Carol stood in front of him, reaching out to pin the simple pink boutonniere to the lapel of his jacket. "She wanted me to tell you that she can't wait to see you at the end of the isle."

"I can't wait to see her either." Finn breathed. He was simply in awe that this day had finally arrived. He wasn't nervous, he was excited to make Rachel his wife.

She pressed the palm of her hand to his cheek and gave him a watery smile before speaking. "I'm so proud of you. Rachel is a great girl, we are lucky to have her join our family."

"I'm the lucky one." Finn said sincerely.

Carol looked at her watch then up at him. "Are you ready? It's time about time to go out there."

"I've been ready." Finn pulled his mother in for a tight hug and they went to find their places at the altar.

Finn stood anxiously as he watched the members of he and Rachel's wedding party begin to walk towards him. He watched as Santana and Kurt walked with linked elbows to where he was and took their places, then Puck and Quinn, and finally Sam and Britney. He drew in a deep breath as music changed and the double doors opened to reveal Rachel, flanked by both of her fathers, standing there looking radiant. Her white floor length gown had a lace overlay giving it an extra touch of elegance.

Rachel was gorgeous and Finn was never more happy.

A single tear rolled down Finn's cheek as his bride marched towards him. They were surrounded by their friends and family, but right now it was only he and Rachel. They were about to be joined together legally as man and wife, but Finn knew that this woman held his heart from the moment they met.

A/N- Let me tell you how awkward it is to write smut as a team from two different points of view. RedAmbition and I basically got busy via text to make this work. We now share an extra special bond in the name of fanfiction, and you; we hope you all liked this chapter. There is only the epilogue left and it should be posted soon. Don't forget to see what Rachel was up to in "Until I Found Him" by RedAmbition, the link is in my bio. Reviews are always welcome.