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Chapter 3: Meet My Fiancée!

2:00 PM, July 21, 2017

"Okay, Q, why did you invite us over today? " Santana Lopez asked.

"Yeah, Santana and I were going to go to the police station to bail out Lord Tubbington. He was arrested for starting a pyramid scam," Brittany S. Pierce informed her friend.

"What?" the young reporter asked in disbelief.

Santana shook her head and mouthed to Quinn, "just go with it."

Quinn nodded her head, "I'm sorry about Lord Tubbington, Brittany. If you need a lawyer, I have a few contacts."

"Thank you, Q!"

"Enough about Lord Tubbington and his pyramid scams," Santana interjected, "so what's so important that we had to come over. I don't have all day!"

"All right, but what I'm about to tell you may be shocking," Quinn paused for a moment before continuing, "I'm getting married."

"What?!" Santana shouted.

Brittany gasped over excitement. "Oh my god, I love weddings! Lord Tubbington could totally be the ring bearer, you know, when he gets out of jail."

"And there's something else," Quinn took a deep breath, "I'm getting married to a woman."

"Hold up! You're getting married to a woman and you're barely telling us now?!" Santana yelled. "Nope, I don't believe it. You would have told us you were lesbian or bisexual or whatever before you got engaged! You're hiding something." She crossed her arms. "My psychic Mexican third eye can feel it!"

Damn Santana and her psychic Mexican third eye, thought Quinn. She could still salvage this. She just needed to find the right words.

"Santana, believe me, there's nothing else going on. Look, I'm sorry that I didn't tell you both that I'm attracted to women. I guess I was afraid of how you two would react." the blonde apologized.

"Why would you be afraid of telling us?" Brittany asked. "Santana is a lesbian and I'm bisexual."

"I know, but it's different for everyone. I struggled with accepting my sexuality," Quinn sighed, "this is all new to me. I never expected to fall in love with a woman, but I met her and things just fell into place. She's the one for me."

"Why did you wait until you got engaged to tell us?" Santana asked. "We don't talk every day, but we always tell each other the big news."

"Honestly, things just happened really fast. It was a whirlwind romance. I'm still can't believe it sometimes, but I really need your and Brittany's support," Quinn pleaded.

"Well, I support you, Q," Brittany said.

"I don't," Santana flat-out admitted. She had nothing against Quinn for coming out, but getting married? There was definitely something suspicious about that.

"Why not?"

"Because you're lying," Santana accused. "My psychic Mexican third eye is telling me that you are full of shit right now."

Why does Santana have to have a psychic Mexican third eye? Quinn complained to herself. I could still get out of this. I was the head Cheerio for fuck sakes! If anyone can put Santana in her place, it's me!

"Why do you have to be such a bitch all the time?!" Quinn bellowed.

"Excuse me?!"

"You heard me! I just told you that I'm getting married and you're being such a bitch about it. Why can't you be happy for me?"

"Because you are lying!"

"I'm not!"

She was but they didn't need to know that.

"Okay! You both need to stop! All this yelling is making me upset." Brittany tried to calm down the two fuming women. "I already hear yelling from Lord Tubbington and Lady Tubbington. I don't need to hear it from you guys." Brittany took a deep breath, "can you two stop fighting?"

Santana and Quinn nodded their heads.

"Quinn, we understand why you didn't tell us right away. It took Santana and I awhile to fully accept our sexuality. We care about you and we want to support you."

"Wait! I never agreed to that," Santana interrupted.

Brittany turned her head and looked directly into Santana's brown eyes.

"Babe, come on, let's just go to Quinn's wedding," she reached for Santana's hand. "There's gonna be dancing and you know how much I love to dance." She smiled sweetly at her girlfriend.

Shit.

How could Santana resist that smile and those blue eyes?

"Fine, I'll go."

"Yay!"

Santana beamed at her girlfriend. She'd do anything for Brittany.

"This doesn't mean that I'm letting this go," she told Quinn.

The blonde rolled her eyes in return.

Santana knew Quinn was hiding something and she'll find out eventually. After all, her psychic Mexican third eye was never wrong.

8:00 PM, July 21, 2017

"We're here," Kurt announced to the group. "Remember, you have to convince them that you two are a couple. You have to be sweet and affectionate."

"That's going to be difficult," Rachel stated.

"Well, it's either that or jail. Which do you prefer?" Kurt snapped.

Rachel put her arm around Quinn's waist and the blonde looked at her puzzling.

"What? Do you want to go to prison?!"

Quinn sighed and wrapped her arm around Rachel's shoulders.

"That's more like it, let's go," Kurt said.

"Kurt and I will help you if you two run into trouble today," Blaine reminded the two women. "You two can do this!"

They entered Callbacks and Kurt searched the bar for their friends. "Ah! There they are!" He gestured Blaine, Rachel and Quinn to follow him.

"Hey! Thank you all for coming here to meet us for drinks," Kurt said, "everyone, this is Quinn! Quinn, meet Mike, Tina, Mercedes, Artie, and Sam!"

"Hi, nice to meet you," Quinn said as she went around the table and shook everyone's hands.

"Babe, can you order us drinks?" Kurt asked his boyfriend.

"Of course!" Blaine walked over to the bar.

Rachel, Quinn, and Kurt sat down in the table. In a few minutes, Blaine returned. "I ordered a round of beer for everyone. I hope that's okay."

"Yeah! That's fine!" Sam exclaimed.

"Rachel, why don't you tell everyone the big news?" Kurt suggested.

"What news?" Tina asked.

"Quinn and I are getting married!" Rachel announced.

"What?!" Mercedes blurted.

"Since when are you into girls?" Sam questioned.

"Kind of shocking, but congrats!" Mike congratulated the couple.

"I agree with Mike, but I'm happy for you!" Artie told Rachel.

"To answer your question Sam, I wasn't always into girls," Rachel explained. "But it all changed when I met Quinn. Right, honey?"

"Yes!" the blonde agreed. "Rachel changed my whole life."

"Aw, that's so sweet!" Tina said excitedly.

"So when did you two get together?" Artie asked.

Quinn and Rachel looked at each other. They never discussed this. They had to say something. Everyone was waiting for their response.

"January!"

"February!"

Fuck.

The group confusingly looked at the couple and Kurt bit his bottom lip.

"Honey, don't you remember? We got together in January," Rachel looked sharply at Quinn.

"Sweetie," Quinn chuckled, "I think you're mistaken. We met in January, but we didn't get together until February." Quinn playfully pinched Rachel's right cheek. "You are so forgetful!"

"No, we were already official in January," Rachel argued, "remember?" She pinched Quinn's cheek in return. "I think you're the forgetful one."

"No it was February. We were just exclusive in January," Quinn said in a slight piercing tone.

"So you two don't know when your anniversary is?" Mike wondered, "that's kind of weird."

Kurt let out a laugh, "dating is just confusing these days. There's exclusive, official, open, and so many other terms. Right, Blaine?"

"Totally! Who could keep up? What's important is that these two are finally together and are getting married."

"That's true," Tina agreed. "So how did you two meet?"

"We met at one of Kurt's events." Quinn nodded her head in agreement. "Actually, Quinn was the one who asked me out. Isn't that right, honey?" she smirked.

Quinn narrowed her eyes. Rachel was unbelievable. She had to make everything about her.

"What made you attracted to Rachel?" Mercedes wondered.

"Yeah, honey, tell them," the brunette grinned at her fiancée.

The young reporter chuckled, "that's actually a funny story. I was covering Kurt's event for the New York Daily News, and I heard a boisterous laugh from across the room. I had to see who it was, so I made my way across the room. And I found this one!" Quinn pinched Rachel's noise and wiggled it.

"Honey, you know I don't like it when you do that," Rachel said in a slight menacing tone.

"I'm sorry. You just look so adorable right now. I couldn't help myself," the blonde sneered.

Kurt let out a awkward laugh to get the two women's attention. "This is a classic Quinn and Rachel interaction!" He looked at his friends, "you should have seen them during the first month of their relationship. They teased each other one moment, and then the next minute they were all over each other. Isn't that right?" he insisted.

"Yes, of course!" Quinn put her arms around the brunette. "I love you, sweetie!" the blonde declared.

"I love you too, honey!"

"You two are so cute!" Tina gushed.

"Rach, why did you wait this long to tell us?" Mike asked.

"It's because of Quinn. She was in the closet because her parents are homophobic. I never wanted to pressure her to come out," Rachel explained.

"Quinn, I'm so sorry," Mercedes said in a comforting tone.

"Thanks, but it's okay because it's all worth it in the end."

"Who proposed to who?" Artie questioned.

"Quinn did as a matter of fact," Rachel told the group.

"Yup, Rachel was practically begging me to propose. She kept showing me pictures of engagement rings. Right sweetie?"

Rachel snickered, "I think you're exaggerating a bit. I wasn't begging. I just dropped a few hints."

"You two are too much," Blaine chuckled, trying to prevent an argument for happening. "I can't wait for your wedding!"

"When is the wedding?" Mike asked.

"August 1 and I'm planning it!" Kurt happily stated.

"Are we invited?" Sam questioned.

"Of course you all are invited, but just to the reception," Kurt explained.

"Why just the reception?" Artie asked.

"We wanted an intimate ceremony, so Kurt and Blaine are going to be the only witnesses," Rachel explained.

"Aww, that's romantic!" Tina bubbled.

"Well, I will definitely be there!" Mercedes exclaimed.

"Thank you! We can't wait for you all to celebrate with us. Right, honey?"

"Definitely, sweetie!"

9:00 PM

"Excuse me, can I get a cape cod?" Quinn asked the bartender.

"That drink is on me," a voice told the bartender.

Quinn turned her head and was met with a tall, burly man. He wasn't handsome, but she wasn't going to say no to a free drink. "Thank you."

"No problem. My name is Brian," he held out his hand to her.

She shook his hand, "Quinn."

"So, why is someone as beautiful as you drinking alone?"

She chuckled at his attempt to flirt. "I'm not. I'm meeting my fiancée's friends. I just needed another drink."

The bartender placed Quinn's drink in front of her. "Thanks."

"If you want, you could ditch him and drink with me instead."

"Actually-"

"What are you doing?" a familiar obnoxious voice interrupted.

Quinn looked over and saw her fiancée's exasperated face.

"We were talking," Brian replied.

"I wasn't talking to you, so you could leave," Rachel harshly said.

Brian grunted and left the two women alone.

"I can't believe you would flirt with someone while my friends are just over there! They can see you!" Rachel accused.

"Oh my god, I wasn't flirting," Quinn defended herself. "I wanted a cape cod and Brian paid for my drink."

"Brian?! Wow, you two are on a first name basis!"

"It's not a big deal. He just bought me a drink. I'm not going to say no to a free drink. Why are you so upset? Are you jealous or something?"

Rachel scoffed, "you are so infuriating! I am not jealous! Unlike you, I am actually committed to this."

Quinn rolled her eyes. "I'm committed too. I just wanted another drink. Jeez, relax! You're so uptight."

"I am not uptight!"

"Excuse me," the bartender interrupted. He pointed at Rachel, "is this woman bothering you?" he asked the blonde.

"Yes, but she's my fiancée so I signed up for this," Quinn replied.

"Oh," the bartender responded. He gave her an apologetic nod and continued to wipe the counter.

Quinn grabbed her drink. "Come on, let's go back."

They made their way back to their table and sat down in their respective seats. Artie observed the two and noticed Rachel's glowering expression.

"Rach, is something wrong?" Artie asked.

"She's just upset that someone was flirting with me at the bar," Quinn answered for her. "She's a little jealous."

"I wasn't jealous!"

"Sweetie, it's okay. You don't have to worry." Quinn wrapped her arms around her fiancée. "I only have eyes for you."

"Whatever," Rachel mumbled.

"Looks like someone is still upset!" Tina pointed out.

"Yeah Quinn, it looks like you have some work to do or you're in the dog house," Mercedes slyly suggested.

The blonde laughed, "the things you do for love!"

10:00 PM

"Okay, that could have been worse," Kurt remarked as he watched his friends leave Callbacks. He turned his attention to Rachel and Quinn. "You two need to work on being affectionate. You two stressed me out tonight!"

"I don't think we were that bad," Rachel argued.

"If you two acted like that during your interview with immigration, you two would have been arrested!"

"Babe, it was their first time pretending to be a couple in front of everyone. I think you should cut them some slack."

Kurt sighed, "you're right. At least you two managed to convince our friends that you were a couple. However, you two need to spend more time together and get used to each other's company. There were a couple of close calls tonight."

"How? I don't think our work schedules are the same," Rachel asked.

"Then spend some nights at Quinn's apartment," Kurt suggested.

"What?!" Rachel and Quinn bellowed.

"Why do you both sound shocked? You two would have to live together eventually. That's what married couples do," Kurt explained.

"This will be beneficial to your arrangement," Blaine said in support of Kurt. "I read that immigration authorities interview neighbors to verify if couples actually live together. If you start staying at Quinn's apartment before the wedding, it'll look more believable."

"As much as it pains me, they're right," Quinn agreed. "Couples spend nights at each other's apartments. It'll definitely look suspicious if we don't."

Rachel let out a defeated sigh, "fine, I'll do it."

"All right, now that's settled, we can go home. We all had a stressful evening. Rach, you could still stay at our apartment tonight. You can start sleeping at Quinn's apartment tomorrow."

"Great, I can't wait."

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