SAM'S ESCAPE

CHAPTER FIFTY-FIVE

SETTING: Quinn's house, Kurt's house, church, planetarium

WHO: Sam Evans and Quinn Fabray, others

WHEN: New Year's Day 2012

DISCLAIMER: I own nothing related to Glee or any other song/product mentioned below.

Quinn's eyes flew open at 7:23 a.m. on New Year's Day. Dear god, I'm getting married today! She lay there for a few minutes, clutching the blanket under her chin, trying to slow her breathing down, wondering if Sam was awake yet at Kurt's. She slowly looked around at her slumbering girlfriends. Quinn had slept on Sam's couch in her family room, and the girls let Rachel sleep on the other couch due to her maternal condition. The rest of the girls were sacked out on the floor, some slightly snoring, Brittany mumbling in her sleep about fondue in the sleeping bag she shared with Santana. It was way too early to be up; she tried to force herself to go back to sleep but the excitement and nerves took over and kept her awake.

Sam heard voices, not sure whose, wasn't quite sure where he was, when he opened his eyes on New Year's Day at 7:55 a.m. Where the hell am I? he first thought, glancing around the strange room. Sweet holy hell...it's my wedding day. The voices, he finally realized, were Kurt's dad Burt and Finn's mom Carole who sounded like they were in the kitchen, laughing about breakfast. He stretched out in the small bed and then wondered if Quinn was awake. I ought to text her he thought and then waffled on that idea, wondering if it would freak her out. Nah, she's gonna be my wife...I'm texting her! he thought, reaching for his phone on the nightstand.

Good morning sweetheart was the message he sent to her. Then, the events from the evening before crashed into his mind. Jesus Christ, I spanked a stripper he thought. He knew Quinn would surely hear about that and he so hoped it wouldn't land him in the doghouse.

Quinn's phone rang a familiar ringtone, A Whole New World. She scrambled to get to her phone on the coffee table. She smiled when she read his message.

Good morning...nervous? Her message read.

He replied back: Cucumber bb. :) u? What he wanted to say was he was nervous as hell and just wanted to see her but he held back on that.

Not too bad right now...ily...c u at church...She closed her phone or else she'd be texting him until the limo picked her up. She went ahead and got up to get the breakfast stuff out for her guests.

Sam opened the door to his room slowly, peeking out into Kurt's family room. The boys were draped over various pieces of furniture and the floor with the exception of Kurt, Blaine, and Finn who were sleeping in bedrooms upstairs. Puckerman had one of the policewomen's hats on his head. I was right about that...ewww Sam thought. He closed the door and slid back into bed to think, too nervous to fall back asleep.

At Quinn's, the girls were waking up and fixing bagels and juice for breakfast. After they ate, they went to the man cave and danced for awhile, Quinn thinking that might burn off some nervous energy she had going on. Sam's cousins who were there joined them.

"So, when do you two plan on having babies?" one of the twin cousins asked her.

"Oh, not for a while. We've got to get through college first and get decent jobs," Quinn answered.

"They'll be pregnant before senior year is over...I'm predicting it now..." Santana said. Lauren high-fived her.

"No San, we won't be! Jeesh! Why are you so concerned about me and Sam's sex life anyway?" Quinn asked.

"I'm not. It bores me. I am curious if the baby will resemble a salamander or a snapping turtle this time around since you've already had the lizard baby," Santana said.

Quinn rolled her eyes. "Snapping turtle, San? Really?" She sighed. "I'm taking a shower." It was 11, and the limo would be there in an hour.

"I'd like to see a tortoise baby," Brittany mused. Betsy snorted.

"That makes me want to vomit, you guys," Rachel said, wrinkling her nose.

"I'm predicting your spawn will be a mammoth monkey, judging by how huge frankenteen is," Santana told her, which made even Rachel smile.

At Kurt's, the guys were finally waking up, mumbling about hangovers and strippers. Sam joined them to play some video games before getting a shower in. Kurt and Blaine finally made an appearance, looking well rested.

"So, big day, right?" Blaine asked Sam, sitting down next to him. "Quinn's a great girl; we love her to pieces."

Sam broke out in a huge smile. "This is gonna be the best day of my life, man."

"You mean the last day of your life," Puck mumbled, still passed out the floor, the policewoman's hat over his eyes. Sam's smile faded.

"You're just pissed that you aren't with her, Fuckerman..." Mike muttered.

"Oh, now that's a good one. Haven't heard that like a fucking gazillion times already. And no, I didn't want to be with her..." he replied, moving the hat off his face and taking more of an interest in the conversation.

"You wanted to be with her at least one time..." Tommy said, snickering.

"Dudes...this is Sam's, uh, bride you're talking about...just shut the fuck up already..." Blaine said, noticing Sam stiffen next to him while clenching and unclenching his jaw.

"Hey guys! We've got pancakes and sausage and bacon in the kitchen...guest of honor goes first...Sam?" Burt had stepped into the family room. "Is everything okay?" He noticed Sam sitting there stonefaced, red, and had he been a cartoon character steam would've been blowing out his ears. The other guys were silent.

Sam stood up, dropping the controller dangerously close to Puck's head. "Thanks Mr. Hummel..." As he got closer to Burt he also thanked him for letting them have his bachelor party there and letting him crash there so he wouldn't see Quinn that morning. He even told Burt that he and Carole were more than welcome to attend the wedding and reception that day. He followed Burt to the kitchen and chose some pancakes and sausage. The other guys followed him and they sat around the Hudson-Hummel's large dining room table. All Sam could think was he just wanted to get showered and get to the church before something happened between him and Puckerman.

After breakfast (and a lot of suggestions from the guys about what Sam could do on his honeymoon..."try spanking Quinn!", "reverse cowgirl", "doggy style is the only way dude", "upside down, like Spidey"; Sam seriously considered the last suggestion), he went back to the guestroom to get his clothes for the shower when he looked up and saw Puckerman standing in the doorway.

"Listen, dude, that came out wrong earlier...I just didn't wanna say anything in front of those cocksuckers," Puck started, tilting his head toward the family room where the guys were playing Halo again. He has such a way with words Sam thought, just staring at him.

When Sam didn't say anything, Puck went on. "What happened between Quinn and I was wrong, a mistake, and we weren't right for each other. I knew it and she knew it; there was never anything there. With Beth, though, I would've tried to make it work but she gave her up...so, there was nothing."

"Fine..." Sam answered, gathering his stuff for the shower and walking toward the door where Puck still stood. "Today, she becomes my wife and if you ever talk about her like that again in front of me or god or anyone, I will beat your motherfucking ass. No regrets." He pushed past Puck forcefully and went on to the bathroom to cool off in the shower.

Quinn was out of the shower, pacing nervously around the main floor of the house, checking and double-checking and re-double-checking things. It was 11:45, 15 minutes til her ride to the church got there. Her girlfriends, except Mercedes and Tina, had all gone home to get ready to go to the church later. Mercedes and Tina were nearly equally as nervous, making sure they had their dresses and all the stuff that they needed. Sam's mom and siblings and Sam's cousins were watching this with amusement.

"I've gotta make sure I have all of Sam's stuff!" Quinn said nervously and ran down to the man cave where his bag was gone. She went back upstairs and it was sitting next to the front door. "Oh my god, I've got to calm down! Where's my honeymoon bag?" And off she ran upstairs to her emptied room. Back down at the front door, there it was, hidden behind Sam's stuff. Sam's mom finally took her by the shoulders and sat her down at the dining room table.

"Everything is fine. You have everything or everything is at the church. Sam has everything he needs. This will be fine, Quinn," she told her. "As soon as the limo picks you girls up, I'm taking these kids to the planetarium to help me set it up and then we'll be getting ready and will be at the church by 1:30. Take a deep breath...everything is going to be okay." Quinn took a few deep breaths, running through her mental checklist of things that needed to happen.

At the same time at Kurt's, Sam was running through his mental checklist of stuff. Got my tux? Check. Got my girl? Check.That was all that was going through his mind as they loaded up in Kurt's Escalade and drove over to the church.

At 12 o'clock sharp, the limo driver was knocking on Quinn's door, asking what bags he needed to load up. He was a tall slender guy with a southern accent, he was kind of tan with chestnut brown hair and eyes, and boy, they do grow them kinda hot down south Quinn thought oh my god I so need to get with Sam! Quinn, Mercedes, and Tina said their goodbyes to Sam's mom and the others, Quinn hugging her very soon-to-be mom-in-law, thanking her for calming her down, and they practically skipped to the limo in the light snow, giggling all the way down Quinn's driveway.

Sam and his posse got to the church just after Quinn and her group, the girls already safely getting ready in the nursery. Kurt had thought ahead and brought a cooler full of sandwiches and salads and drinks. He took some to the girls first to see how they were doing.

He knocked lightly on the nursery door.

"May I enter?" he called. The girls giggled and let him in. They looked like they were getting ready to Jazzercise from the way they were dressed, sweats, t-shirts, hair back in headbands, leg warmers on their arms for some reason. That really is not a trend, ladies he told them and they just giggled. So, have we been drinking this morning? And that just made them laugh more.

"Anyhoo, I brought you something of sustenance...don't want any floaters during the ceremony!" he told them, showing them the food items, which they ravaged, still laughing.

"O...kay...I see we haven't eaten in a week either!" he said, rolling his eyes. They were hysterical at this point.

"I'm going back to the guys...they are so much more laid back..." he said, starting to leave.

"Wait!" Quinn breaking from her laughter for a moment at the mention of the guys. "How's Sam?"

Kurt thought about that. "He seems totally fine...not nervous at all...and definitely not a giggling mess like you Q!"

"I'm sorry K...I'm just so happy!" she said, giggling some more.

Whatever those three took this morning it had better damn well wear off before 2:30! he thought, turning on his heel and leaving their room, hearing them cackle even louder.

In the multipurpose room with the guys, things actually were very calm. Sam's dad and Stevie were there and someone had found a football so Sam was passing that back and forth between Mike and Tommy.

"So, how are the nerves Sammy? Ya ready for this?" Mike asked him, finally taking it seriously.

"Yeah, I think I'm cool...I hope I don't forget my vows to her...they're pretty cool...wanna hear 'em?" he asked, just as Kurt came back with the sandwiches. The guys all dug into those.

"I just wanted to make you all aware that the ladies are slap happy for some reason. They would not stop giggling while I was over there," he informed them, again rolling his eyes.

"How's Quinn seem?" Sam said, gulping down that sandwich; he had been starving.

"Well, she said she was happy and that was tres apparent!" Sam was not quite sure what a tray had to do with anything.

"Oh, Sam, we need to tie the rings on the pillow Stevie is carrying," Kurt said, opening a salad.

RINGS. HOLY SHIT. OHMYGOD. Sam dropped his sandwich on the floor, even stopped chewing his bite.

"I don't have the rings," he mumbled with a mouthful of sandwich.

Kurt choked on his bite of salad and Tommy whacked him on his back.

"Okay, it's..." Sam's dad checked the time. "...1:15...where are they Sam? I'll go get them."

Sam just sat there in shock. His dad shook him by the shoulder.

"Sam! Come on, son, you need to get with the program here...the rings...where are they?"

Sam snapped out of it and said, "The man cave. I hid them where I hid Quinn's engagement ring."

Dear god, the man cave his dad thought. "Do you mean the basement at Quinn's?" Sam nodded. "Okay, good thing I'm not dressed in my suit yet. I'll run over there, grab them, and then we'll fix them on that pillow or whatever here, okay?"

Suddenly, Sam was one big quivering mass of nerves. "Sam? Snap out of it! It'll be okay!" His dad already had his coat on, rummaging for his keys.

"No, dad, she's gonna kill me! First I spanked a stripper and now I've forgotten the rings. I can't do this...I can't be her husband..." Sam said, looking at the guys, starting to rock back and forth. They all looked at one another, assuming the freak out stage had finally hit him.

"Sam, your dad's going to go get the rings...Quinn'll never know, okay?" Kurt started.

"What's this about spanking a stripper?" his dad asked, eyeballing Sam.

Kurt looked at his watch, trying to diffuse a potential situation. "It's 1:20 Mr. Evans, you better head out now...the snow on the roads and all..."

His dad kept his eye on Sam as he walked backward to the door of the room. "We'll talk later, son..."

With his dad out of the picture for a few minutes, Kurt went back to pep talking Sam. "You can do this and you will do this. Forget about the stripper...the other dudes already have. You need to start getting your monkey suit on now Sam so you're ready to see Quinn make her grand entrance. Do you want to be the one to make her cry if she gets to that aisle and you're not at the end of it?" Kurt actually never expected to be giving this talk to Sam; he thought it more likely would be Quinn. After finding her laughing like a hyena though he was pretty sure she was ready and raring to go.

Sara ran into Seth in the vestibule of the church. He told her about the rings and Sam freaking out, and she snorted. She told him to let her know as soon as he got back with the rings as they needed to be tied on that ring bearer's pillow, which she had.

In the nursery, the three girls had calmed down finally. Sam's mom checked in on them to see how things were progressing. Presently, Mercedes was doing Quinn's hair and Tina was doing Quinn's makeup. They had taken Quinn's dress and other things out of the storage bag and had it hanging up and every once in a while Quinn was stealing a glance at it. Her sexy underwear was lying out also and Quinn felt a little odd when Sam's mom came in and then shortly thereafter her own mother made an appearance. Finally, with hair and makeup done, Quinn took her special underthings to the attached restroom to put on. It took her longer than expected as she really wasn't accustomed to such finery.

"Don't forget your blue garter, Quinn," Mercedes said, tapping on the door.

"Oh, that's right! Oops! Don't want Sam taking off the real one at the reception," That made them all giggle again. "Okay, is the coast clear? I need you girls to help me with my dress and I don't want any unexpected visitors while I'm in my undies."

Tina locked the nursery door and told Quinn it was okay. She stepped out of the bathroom shyly.

"Damn girl, Sam might actually pass out seeing you in that…" Mercedes said.

"That had better not happen," Quinn said.

"Hey, what about that old saying? Something old, something new, something borrowed, and something blue?" Tina asked her, unzipping her dress to take it off the hanger.

"Well, something old is my promise ring, something new is my engagement ring, something blue is the garter…not sure about something borrowed," Quinn said, wrinkling her brow, stepping into her dress. Mercedes and Tina looked at one another. Tina plucked a hair clip from her hair.

"Here…something borrowed…" Tina handed it to Quinn. The clip had a small blue planet with pink and purple accents on it with rhinestones going up and down the length.

"Listen, me and 'Cedes found this the other day and wanted you to have it…so 'borrow' it but just forget to give it back, okay?" Tina said, hugging Quinn with Mercedes.

In the multipurpose room, things were not going as smoothly. The boys were trying to get dressed and ready by 2 since Mike and Tommy had to usher the guests in. Socks were lost and found, ties were tied backwards, Sam couldn't find his special wedding day undies that Kurt made him buy (you aren't going to wear your everyday drawers under that tux, are you? Kurt had asked him a couple weeks ago). Kurt finally found them, tucked in the pocket of Sam's tux pants. Sam just dropped the sweats and underwear he was wearing in front of all the guys in the room and put on the special drawers. His nerves were so shot at that point he didn't even care. Just as he was zipping up his tuxedo pants, his dad rushed into the room. I am so glad they fixed these pants to fit Sam thought distractedly.

"Your mom has the rings!" he said out of breath, starting to strip down himself as it was 1:46. At the present time, Sam had managed to get all the way dressed with the exception of his tuxedo jacket and was helping Stevie get in his little tux. Mike and Tommy were completely dressed and went on to the vestibule to start seating guests. They met Betsy there as she was manning the guestbook. Kurt had been dressed since 1:40 and was making the rounds to make sure people were ready and where they needed to be.

In the nursery, Sam's mom helped Stacey get in her pretty gown. Quinn had loved it when she first saw it, thinking it was perfect. Quinn had slipped into her dress, only needing to be zipped up the back, and adjusted the tiny sleeves. Mercedes and Tina had been in their gowns for a little while, and all the girls decided they definitely looked like princesses. Kurt delivered the flower girl basket to their room. Quinn noticed Sara was pacing a bit with the ring bearer's pillow until there was a quiet knock and something was delivered to her. Sam's mom smiled and suddenly stopped the pacing, sitting down to mess with the pillow.

At 2 p.m., the organist began playing Longer by Dan Fogelberg. Both Sam and Quinn could hear it in their respective rooms.

"Oh my god, this is happening," Quinn whispered.

"I have got to pee so bad," Sam said, taking off for the bathroom.

Quinn heard Somewhere Over the Rainbow begin a few minutes later. Okay, each song is being played twice so I need to take my deep breaths now…oh god, my vows…I need to go over my vows again! she thought.

Sam returned to the multipurpose room and ripped his vows out of his pants pocket to go over them again, running a hand through his hair. Oh god, my hair…he went back to the bathroom to re-comb it, then went back to his vows.

His little brother, noticing Sam being jittery, came up to him, touching his shoulder. "You'll do fine, Sammy."

He smiled at his little brother. "That means so much to me, Stevie."

Bella Notte began playing. Quinn had chosen that song after hearing Sam and the other Glee guys perform it during their junior year when Finn had them serenade Rachel (she loved Sam's part in the song). At this point, Quinn was pacing in the nursery. Kurt had delivered the flowers to all respective recipients. Sam's dad helped pin on his boutonniere after he affixed his own and Stevie's.

"I am so nervous, dad," Sam said, hearing Imagine by John Lennon begin. Sam had chosen that song, a long-time favorite of his parents.

"Take a few deep breaths, Samuel. I hear you're not the only one fighting the nerves right now," he said, putting his hands on his shoulders. He looked at his son, no longer a boy, now a man, a perfect mix of himself and Sam's mom. "You'll be fine once she's there with you."

"I hope so…" Sam mumbled, looking up at his dad, teary-eyed.

Canon in D by Pachelbel was the final song of the group. When they heard that one begin to play the second time, that was Sam's cue to join Minister Atterbury in the multipurpose room with his dad and right as the song ended they'd proceed to the altar.

Quinn heard Canon in D start playing and knew they had one more round of songs to seat the guests. She decided to stop pacing and sit down and go over her vows once more. Then check her hair and the veil Kurt talked her into adding, just a thin bit of tulle attached to a hair pin at the back of her hair. Then check her makeup again. Then check to make sure she had her rings on, her earrings in, her necklace on.

Round #2 of Somewhere Over the Rainbow began. Judy sat down with Quinn.

"You look so beautiful today, Quinnie. Bill and I are so proud of you and Sam. You look so grownup now, no longer my little girl. Bill told me Samuel is nervous, too. Once you get up to the altar together, the nerves should go away and it'll just be you two. We both love you so much, Quinn," her mother told her, pulling her into a hug.

"Thanks mom, I really needed to hear that now…" Quinn whispered.

Bella Notte began a second time. The multipurpose room had a door connecting it to the sanctuary where Sam and his crew would emerge from. Sam took the risk and poked his head out the door to check out the crowd. The sanctuary was a bit dim, like Quinn had wanted, but with candles lit here and there. All of his Evans' relatives were there; he couldn't wait to see them after the ceremony (well, most of them; his dad's brothers drove him crazy). Mike and Tommy were doing a good job seating people. Looked like all the Glee people were there, including Puckerman, actually dressed in a suit, sitting with Lauren holding her hand. Holy shit, he's crying Sam thought, smirking. That really wasn't too surprising as Puck teared up at all the tearjerker songs in Glee. He caught a glimpse of Kurt bustling about at the back of the sanctuary, talking to the photographer. Whew, at least he showed up.

Quinn heard Imagine begin again. Her cue to line up was the beginning of Canon in D. It would actually be Kurt, Tina, Mercedes, Stevie, Stacey, and then Quinn and Bill and Judy. Kurt made one final trip to check on the boys.

In the multipurpose room, he found Sam and Stevie looking out into the sanctuary. At the end of Canon in D, Mike and Tommy would rejoin them in the multipurpose room to file out to the altar.

"I think all the guests have arrived, Sam. How ya doing?" Kurt asked him.

"I'm ungodly nervous but I think I can get through this. I never expected to be so…so…I just don't know…jumpy? terrified?" Sam said, jamming his hands in and out of his pockets.

"May I tell you something?" Kurt asked him, gripping Sam's shoulder.

Sam nodded.

"Quinn is a vision of loveliness today. This is all worth it, Sam, and all is going to go fine. Oh, I need to put this on your lapel," he said and then attached a small microphone to Sam's tuxedo. "For when you do your vows…the sound guy turns them on as Quinn's parents give her away."

Oh god give her away…to ME…and then I'm expected to take care of her until death do us part…oh my god…Sam started shaking again.

"Deep breaths Sam…it's about time…" Kurt said, gripping his shoulder again as Canon in D began. "I need to go back to Quinn…are you going to be okay?"

Sam nodded. "I can do this." He took a quick glance down at his tux. Crap…one more time to the bathroom. He told the minister and ran off to take care of that issue.

Kurt returned to the nursery just as Canon in D began its final play.

"Quinn, are you ready darling? It's time to line up!" Kurt asked her. She was shaking too. He gripped her shoulder. "Sam is fine and ready to go; he's doing great." He attached the microphone to her neckline. Someone had actually thought ahead and ordered white mics for the brides.

She took a deep breath, hearing the final strains of the song. "I can do this."

Kurt smiled. "Okay, people! Show time!"

Arioso by Bach began. The minister gave it a couple minutes to allow the guests to settle down, realizing the ceremony was about to begin. He then led the way to the altar followed by Sam, his dad, Mike, and Tommy.

I can do this I can do this I can do this I will not barf I will not pee I can do this was all Sam was thinking. He stopped at his mark and stood there stiffly, fisting his pants until reminding himself to just let his hands hang freely. He felt his dad squeeze his arm, the one away from the congregation of his family and friends so no one would see. All he could do was stare straight ahead, where Quinn soon would be standing in front him, deathly afraid to turn and face the back of the sanctuary from where she would enter.

At the nursery, they heard Canon in D end and then a brief pause. Their procession moved down a short hallway and turned to where they were waiting at the back of the sanctuary.

Arioso began and Kurt moved forward enough to see if the guys were ready at the altar. "Okay, ladies, the guys are at the altar…I'm going!"

Quinn was so happy to hear that, wondering how Sam was doing. Deep breaths deep breaths I can do this it's family friends and Samuel…I can do this she kept telling herself, clutching her bouquet. She felt Bill and Judy's grip tighten on her arms, which was probably a good thing.

Sam finally turned his gaze to the rear of the sanctuary, hearing the guests mumble about Kurt and his silver tux. He had chosen to be low-key and not carry a bouquet of flowers or anything actually, just slowly making his way down the aisle, giving Sam a subtle thumbs up, and then taking his place at the altar. Sam finally managed to smile a bit at family in the congregation. He saw some of the ladies already dabbing their eyes with a Kleenex, even the Glee girls. Okay, I might be able to get through this he thought, feeling a little more at ease.

As Kurt approached his spot, Tina began moving down the aisle slowly, catching Mike's eye at the altar and smiling at him, then smiling at Sam. Quinn was moving closer to the entryway and was thinking of her and Sam being on the yacht at Cedar Point, then when he proposed to her, then the boat on the lake when he sang to her and how relaxed that made me she thought. She closed her eyes and heard him singing to her.

Mercedes set off down the aisle, working it like the diva she was. Quinn's eyes still closed, she felt her mom and Bill move her forward a step or two. As Mercedes approached the altar, she blew a kiss to Tommy who rolled his eyes.

Stevie was next, taking his job very seriously and carrying that small pillow as if his life depended on it. Sam smiled seeing him. Stevie took his spot alongside the groomsmen.

"We're about there, Quinnie…are you ready?" her mother asked her.

Quinn nodded, eyes still closed. They moved her forward a couple more inches. "Stacey is going down the aisle…oh! The silver stars look just awesome, Quinnie!" With that, Quinn opened her eyes and prepared herself to turn the corner and walk down that aisle.

Sam saw Stacey make her entrance, sprinkling the little silver stars here and there. He smiled at her too, listening to the guests ooh and ahh over her. That meant only one thing…Quinn was next. He took a deep breath.

Once Stacey took her position with the maids of honor, the music paused. Sam looked down at his feet and closed his eyes, his cheeks puffing out as he exhaled.

The first strains of Here Comes the Bride began, and Quinn opened her eyes finally to make the turn and wait at the end of the aisle to begin her entrance.

Hearing the music begin, Sam finally lifted his eyes and found Quinn's. She smiled at him, and he smiled back, thinking I have never seen anyone so gorgeous in all my life and she's making her way to me.

She caught his gaze, watching him fist his pants, then he stopped, smiling back at her. He could not be anymore handsome…and damn he sure can rock a tuxshe thought.

The congregation stood as she, Judy, and Bill made their way slowly to the altar. Sometimes, she would avert her gaze downward but then would find Sam's eyes, still smiling at her. She heard gasps from the guests, whispers of how beautiful she was.

She is like floating…she's an angel…Sam thought, feeling some of the nervousness start to dissipate as she made her way closer to him.

Quinn, Judy, and Bill made it to their spot and stopped. Sam winked at her, and suddenly she felt calm. The music ended, and Minister Atterbury began:

Dear friends and family, with great affection for Quinn and Samuel, we have gathered together to witness and bless their union in marriage. To this sacred moment, they bring the fullness of their hearts as a treasure and a gift from God to share with one another. They bring the dreams which bind them together in an eternal commitment. They bring their gifts and talents, their unique personalities and spirits, which God will unite together into one being as they build their life together. We rejoice with them in thankfulness to the Lord for creating this union of hearts, built on friendship, respect, and love.

He then went on with the opening prayer:

Our Father, love has been Your richest and greatest gift to the world. Love between a man and woman which matures into marriage is one of Your most beautiful types of loves. Today we celebrate that love. May your blessing be on this wedding service. Protect, guide, and bless Quinn and Samuel in their marriage. Surround them and us with Your love now and always. Amen.

"Please be seated," the minister said, pausing a moment as the congregation took their seats. Other than the prayer, Sam couldn't keep his eyes off Quinn.

"Who gives this woman to be married to this man?" Minister Atterbury addressed Judy and Bill. Quinn felt them squeeze her arms.

"We do," they said in unison. They each pecked her on her cheek, and Bill took her by the arm as Sam extended his hand to her. They now stood next to one another, facing the minister.

Minister Atterbury continued with the charge to the bride and groom:

Let me charge you both to remember, that your future happiness is to be found in mutual consideration, patience, kindness, confidence, and affection. Samuel, it is your duty to love Quinn as yourself, provide tender leadership, and protect her from danger. Quinn, it is your duty to treat Samuel with respect, support him, and create a healthy, happy home. It is the duty of each of you to find the greatest joy in the company of the other; to remember that in both interest and affection, you are to be one and undivided.

Next, the minister went onto the pledge:

Samuel, will you have Quinn to be your wife, to live together as friend and mate? Will you love her as a person, respect her as an equal, sharing joy as well as sorrow, triumph as well as defeat. And keep her beside you as long as you both shall live?

Sam looked at Quinn, smiling. "I will."

Quinn, will you have Samuel to be your husband, to live together as friend and mate? Will you love him as a person, respect him as an equal, sharing joy as well as sorrow, triumph as well as defeat. And keep him beside you as long as you both shall live?

Quinn looked at Sam, feeling her lip tremble. "I will."

Sam and Quinn then turned to face one another. They had decided she'd say her vows first. She handed her bouquet to Kurt and took Sam's hands in hers and looked him in the eye. Please god don't let me forget my vows she thought.

"Sam…" she began quietly. "You entered my life a little over a year ago and everything became better, brighter, happier. From this day forward, I want to share my life with you…the good, the bad, whatever life throws our way." She paused, tearing up. "In you, I have found my soul mate, and I promise to be your partner until I die. I'm ready to…explore a whole new world with you, Sam." Oh thank you god I didn't forget them! she thought.

He was smiling, trying to not let the tears fall since he still had to recite his vows. He cleared his throat a little and squeezed her hands, recalling how he needed to start.

"Quinn…" he started, smiling. "You are the Mary Jane to my Spiderman, the Betty to my Archie, the Lois Lane to my Superman…" She smiled and he heard chuckles from the guests. "Today, you become my wife, my partner forever. From this day on, I promise to do all I can to be your…hero." He paused there as his voice broke a little. "You are my other half, Q, you make me whole. Whether happy or sad times are in our future, I'm ready to face them together as a team, with you, by my side…" Quinn had some tears slip down her cheeks, and he instinctively brushed them away. I did it! I did it! I did it! And no tears! he thought.

Minister Atterbury paused a moment, letting their vows sink in. Then, he began the part of the ceremony where the rings were exchanged.

The wedding ring is a symbol of eternity. It is an outward sign of an inward and spiritual bond, which unites two hearts in endless love. And now, as a token of your love and of your deep desire to be forever united in heart and soul, you Samuel, may place a ring on the finger of your bride.

Stevie stepped up to Sam so Sam could take Quinn's ring from the pillow.

Sam recited: Quinn, I give you this ring as a symbol of my love and faithfulness to you.

Sam took Quinn's trembling left hand and slid on her wedding band.

Minister Atterbury said: By the same token Quinn, you may place a ring on the finger of your groom.

Quinn recited: Sam, I give you this ring as a symbol of my love and faithfulness to you.

Quinn took Sam's ring from the pillow, smiling at Stevie. She then took Sam's left hand, he was trembling just as she had been, and slid his ring on his finger, smiling up at him.

This is official now! Sam thought. Wait! I still get to kiss her!

Minister Atterbury continued:

Now that Samuel and Quinn have given themselves to each other by the promises they have exchanged, I pronounce them to be husband and wife, in the name of the Father, and of the Son, and of the Holy Spirit. May the joy and peace which only God can give, and which cannot be taken away by anything in this world, be yours today and in all life's tomorrows. Go in His peace. Amen.

After a brief pause, the minister said, "Samuel, you may now kiss your bride."

They looked at one another, smiling, a little shocked that it was nearly over. Still holding hands together, he leaned into her and their lips connected and no kiss had ever felt so sweet to him. He hesitantly moved his arms gently around her waist, continuing their kiss. She worked her hands behind his neck, knowing how he loved that. Only Quinn heard him moan slightly during the kiss. His lips on hers were warm and inviting; she kind of didn't want the kiss to end, especially when she felt him pull her close. It had to end at some point, though, and finally they both pulled away from one another, opening their eyes seeing each other just a bit differently.

Sam and Quinn turned to face the congregation. "I present to you Mr. and Mrs. Samuel Evans," the minister announced. Kurt handed Quinn back her bouquet, and she took Sam's arm and squeezed it tightly. He turned and pecked her on the cheek, unable to resist. The Wedding March began, their cue to lead the wedding party out. I can breathe again they both thought, making their way down the aisle as their guests stood and applauded.

They went to the nursery where he immediately scooped her up in a tight hug and they stayed that way for a couple minutes, relishing those few moments alone together before things got crazy again.

"My god, I have never, ever felt anything like I did just then, Q...there are just no words for me to tell you how much love I felt seeing you come down that aisle..." Sam babbled. She brushed his bangs back a little, smiling at him.

"I don't think I can get a bigger smile on my face right now, Sam...you make me so happy..."

He kissed her then, nothing like the relatively chaste kiss at the altar. They heard the other members of the wedding party in the hallway, waiting for pictures to begin.

"I love you so much Samuel..." she said, kissing him again. "Your tux suits you just fine...the tails rock!...in a way, I'll kinda hate taking it off you later..."

He smirked, running a finger under one of the sleeves. "Same goes for your gown..."

"I think we're needed out there," she said, glancing at the door, taking off her microphone and then taking off his.

"Yeah," he said, glancing over his shoulder. "How nervous were you? I had to go pee twice before I went out there!" She giggled.

"Very nervous, like pacing around in here..." He glanced around the room for the first time, seeing a total mess of clothes, shoes, bags, god even underwear. "Your vows were perfect; I loved them."

"Yours were too, Q...I think we did a good job, right?" he asked her, smiling.

"I think we did, Sam, and I totally can't get this smile off my face right now!" she said, laughing. He moved in to kiss her again.

There was a light knock at the nursery door. "Mr. and Mrs. Evans?"

They looked at each other and snorted quietly and then went to the door.

"Picture time!" the photographer said and then quickly moved because the couple was mobbed by friends and family. Finally, they sorted out all the wedding party, parents, and grandparents and started taking the many, many photographs, some at the altar, some of just Sam and Quinn, Sam with the bridesmaids and Kurt, Quinn with the groomsmen, Sam and Quinn with both sets of parents, Sam and Quinn with Stevie and Stacey, and then with Sam's family and then with Quinn's family, even pictures of their hands together with their rings on, and a few posed shots of Sam and Quinn from a distance.

The last thing they needed to do before going to the reception was sign their marriage license. They checked the paperwork quickly to make sure names were spelled correctly, the correct date was on it, and then signed it, along with Sam's dad and Mercedes as witnesses.

"You are definitely officially man and wife now," Minister Atterbury told them. "Congratulations!"

Sam kissed Quinn again; he felt there'd be a lot of kissing in their future that day. Members of their wedding party had managed to clean up the nursery and multipurpose room because some of that stuff had to go in the limo to be taken on the honeymoon.

Sam and Quinn thanked the minister and went to the front of the church to get in the limo. Once ensconced away from family and friends and alone again for a few minutes, they pounced on one another, kissing and maybe groping each other a little.

"You have never looked prettier Q...you in that dress...oh my god," he mumbled.

"You in that tux...mmm...I kinda want you right now, Sam..." His mind was in overdrive...only 10 minutes really to the reception, nowhere near enough time to get that particular job done.

"Q...I want you too...right now...just no time...this is going to kill me, you know..."

She groaned. "I know, I know...let's have fun at the reception, okay? I'm dying to get in your pants, though..." He smirked.

"Wait til you see what's underneath them..." he said, chuckling.

She smiled. "You aren't the only one with a surprise underneath..." She is totally trying to kill me he thought.

He wrapped an arm around her and pulled her close.

"This easily has been the happiest day of my life, Quinn," he whispered, kissing her forehead.

"Mine too, Samuel...I'm like over the freakin' moon right now," she whispered back.

"I just focused on your eyes the entire time..." he said, thinking I can't believe she's my wife.

She smiled and put a hand on his thigh, dangerously close to his important business.

"That's what I did too. Before walking down the aisle I listened to you sing to me in my head…calmed my nerves…" she said, squeezing his thigh a bit. He shifted his hips a bit so her hand bumped into his dick. She looked at him.

"I just wanted to make sure you hadn't forgotten about my thing…" he said, kissing her neck a little.

"Oh, I most certainly have not forgotten about that," she said and rubbed him a little. He dropped his head back on the seat and spread his legs open a bit as he felt himself hardening.

"What I wouldn't give for a little hand action right now, Q…" he mumbled.

"Not possible Samuel…I'd do it if we had time…" she kissed him, moving her hand away from him since the limo was taking the exit to the OSU-Lima campus.

"Can you hang on til Cincy tonight?" she asked him.

"We'll see…don't be surprised if you catch me humping a moon crater in the planetarium…" She laughed. "If I find one, I'll do it!"

The limo pulled up to the planetarium so they could begin their reception.

A/N: Well, there it is! Mr. and Mrs. Sam Evans...hope you liked the wedding chapter! :)