The cat fight over the bouquet had been pretty unexpected. Apparently, Brittany is really ready to get married…or didn't understand that punches aren't usually thrown during the bouquet toss. Either way, three women were now in the bathroom with bloody noses. Rachel had been horrified, but Finn had thought it hilarious.

Kurt's toast had been perfect, as they'd known it would be. That's just how Kurt did things; perfectly. The entire day (besides Brittany's brief channeling of Muhammad Ali) had been more beautiful that Rachel could have ever imagined. Every time she looked over at Finn she felt like her heart was going to explode with love. He looked absolutely perfect; she couldn't take her eyes off of him. She wanted to remember everything about this day for the rest of her life.

Her wedding gown made her feel like a princess. Kurt had been right; it weighed a ton. It was awkward to walk in and hard to sit in. It was perfect. Finn had told her that she looked like an angel, which made sense…she felt like she'd died and gone to heaven. And no, that wasn't an exaggeration- she truly felt that way. Since she'd been fifteen, she'd dreamed of this day. She'd hoped for it, prayed for it. And now that it was here, it was so much more than she'd hoped, prayed and dreamed.

He was sitting beside her, laughing at something Blaine was saying and holding her hand. That simple act- just holding her hand- brought tears of happiness to her eyes. Her husband was holding her hand. This perfect man that she'd been in love with for five years now, was sitting beside her and rubbing the side of her hand with his thumb…and he was her husband.

"It's perfect, isn't it?" Quinn asked, sitting beside her.

Rachel nodded, using her free hand to wipe a tear away. "It really is," she said softly. "I'm just…so happy…"

Quinn handed her a handkerchief. "I know that we've not always gotten along or seen eye to eye," she said, looking into Rachel's eyes, "but I just want you to know how happy I am for you. You were right when you said that you two belonged together. You deserve all of the happiness in the world, and I'm so glad that I've been here to see the beginning of it."

"Oh, Quinn," Rachel said, leaning closer to hug the other woman. "You deserve happiness too. We all do crazy things when we're young." She looked at Finn and smiled. "But everyone should have the chance to feel like this."

Quinn nodded, her gaze finding Puck. "Who knows?" she said, smiling a little. "Maybe things will work out for me too."

"I hope so," Rachel told her sincerely.

"Time to change," Kurt said to Rachel, standing in front of the table.

"Already?" Rachel said, frowning.

"Yes, little diva, already," Kurt told her, smiling. He looked at Finn. "I'll bring her back in a few minutes," he told his brother.

Finn nodded, bringing Rachel's hand up to his lips for a kiss. "I'll see you in a few minutes," he told her. Rachel started to get up but Finn tugged her hand, pulling her closer. His lips found hers for a kiss that she found herself deepening. Finally Kurt cleared his throat, causing Rachel to lift her head, dazed. "Hurry back," Finn told her, smiling crookedly.

Rachel could only nod. Kurt sighed and grabbed her hand, pulling her around the table. "We'll be back."

Rachel allowed herself to be lead out of the room, stopping and talking to several people before they got to her changing room. Kurt had helped her pick out her next dress, too. Also white, it was simple and lovely. Rachel still didn't want to take her wedding dress off, though. She stood in front of the mirror, running her hands down the gown. "Do I have to change?"

Kurt laughed, bringing the smaller dress over. "You do," he told her.

"But why?" she complained, pouting.

"Because you do," Kurt said, standing behind her in the mirror. "You looked beautiful today, Rachel."

Rachel smiled at him. "Thank you. You look pretty dashing yourself." She turned around to face him. "Thank you so much for all of this, Kurt. If it wasn't for you, we'd have gotten married in front of a Justice of the Peace or flown to Vegas or something. This was the most perfect wedding I've ever seen."

"Vegas," Kurt said, shuddering a little. "You're my best friend and he's my brother. No way could I have let that happen." Rachel smiled and Kurt hugged her. "You're welcome," he said. "Now, off with the dress."

Rachel sighed and turned, letting him unzip the gown. She knew it was childish, but she wanted to live in the dress…maybe just for a week? She just wasn't quite ready to let it go yet. "Don't be surprised if you see me walking through the apartment in this," she warned him.

Kurt snorted. "Don't be surprised if you see me walking through the apartment in it," he told her. Their eyes met through the mirror and they both laughed. Kurt's face became serious and he said, "I'm not joking," causing Rachel to burst out in giggles again.

She changed into the new dress, twirling in front of the mirror. The shorter skirt showed off her legs, and she knew Finn would love it. The bodice of the dress still hugged her body, with the skirt flaring out. It sparkled, much like her eyes. "Fantastic," Kurt said, looking at her. "You look great."

"Thank you," she said, kissing his cheek. "Do you think Finn will love it?"

"I know he will," Kurt said, telling her what she already knew. He looked away nervously, then back at her. "Rachel, listen, there's something I want to tell you."

Rachel stopped moving around in front of the mirror and turned to look at him. "What is it?"

"Whatever happens, don't be mad, okay?"

"Wait, what?"

"I'm just saying, Finn will know what he can and can't do, right?"

Rachel frowned. "He thinks he can do more than he can," she told him.

Kurt shook his head a little. "Just go with it, Rach, please? For him?"

Rachel crossed her arms. "What is he doing?"

"You'll see," Kurt said, walking to the door.

"I don't know if I want to," she said, following him. She knew she was overprotective of Finn, but he'd been shot and stabbed. Shot and stabbed. You don't just pop back from that.

She walked with Kurt back towards the ballroom, feeling uncertain for the first time that day. Reaching the room, she didn't see Finn sitting where she'd left him. Blaine was gone, as well. Looking around, Rachel realized she didn't see any of her old Glee Club friends.

She heard the music, and before she knew what she was doing she turned towards the stage. "No," she said, smiling. Her friends were all on stage, prepared to perform "Faithfully."

"Let's join them?" Kurt asked hopefully.

Rachel nodded, and followed him to the stage. Kurt took his place in the line as Finn stepped out, singing the first line of the song. He had eyes only for her, and though Rachel knew she should be incredibly concerned about his injuries, all she could think of was how perfect this moment was. She smiled at her husband, meeting him in the middle of the stage and letting her voice join his. The rest of the club danced behind them, the steps not forgotten. Rachel even saw Mr. Schue standing beside the stage, smiling at them.

Finn moved slower than he had a few years ago due to his injuries, but everything else was the same. Even the feeling she got when their voices blended together…she still got chills. "Oh, girl, you stand by me," Finn sang, taking her hand. Their friends joined them, singing the background vocals, and Rachel felt the tears come again. When the song was over, they stood in the middle of the stage, both breathing hard. Finn pulled her to him, bending his head to kiss her. Rachel vaguely heard their friends and family cheering and clapping, but all she could think about was his lips on hers.

"I'm still yours," she whispered against his lips.

"You're not mad? I was worried that you'd be mad."

Rachel shook her head. "I'll punish you later."

Finn grinned. "Okay."

Rachel laughed, shaking her head. "That wasn't a proposition."

"We'll see," he said, winking at her.

Rachel turned and thanked their friends, hugging them. It had felt amazing singing with them again. She really really hoped someone got their performance on video. She looked out at their audience and waved, bowing with the rest of them. They all walked off the stage, leaving a man to set up karaoke. Rachel Berry Hudson couldn't have a reception without karaoke, could she?

"That brought back memories," Jacob said behind them.

"Jacob!" Rachel said, hugging the man. "Your article was lovely. I'm so glad you could make it!"

Finn shook the man's hand. Jewfro had always annoyed him, but he knew through Rachel that the man had changed quite a bit; they'd ran into each other in New York several times. Finn had talked to him a few times over the internet, and had accepted his apology for anything he did or said while they were in high school. Everyone deserved a second chance, right? And judging by his latest article, the man really had changed for the better. "I see you finally made your move, Hudson," Jacob said with a smile. "Congratulations."

Finn grinned. "Thanks," he said. "I'm a lucky man." They talked for a few minutes before Finn looked at Rachel. "Can I have this dance, Mrs. Hudson?"

"Of course you can, Mr. Hudson," she said, putting her hand in his. "I'll talk to you later, Jacob, okay?" He nodded, and Rachel followed her husband out on the dance floor. They'd already had their first official dance, but Rachel would never pass up an opportunity to be held by Finn.

"You look beautiful," he told her as she wrapped her arms around his neck.

"Thank you," she said, smiling softly up at him.

They looked around at their reception. "I can't believe all of this is real," Finn said, looking down at her. "It seems too perfect."

"Being with you has always felt that way," Rachel said.

Finn kissed her forehead. "Thank you, Rachel."

"For what?" she asked, looking up at him.

"For being mine," he said, pulling her even closer.

"It's my pleasure," she told him, closing her eyes and reaching up for a kiss. And it was. It really was.