Author's Note: Thank you to everyone who read the last chapter. I would like to apologize for not updating last Sunday. One of my coworkers got transferred to another office, so I had to take over his position and finish all of his paperwork. I didn't have time to work on the chapter last week, but hopefully this update makes up for it!

Disclaimer: I don't own Glee or On the Wings of Love

Chapter 5: Final Preparations and Interview Questions

3:00 PM, New York Daily News Headquarters, July 26, 2017

"You wanted to see me, sir?" Quinn Fabray asked as she entered the office of Charles Lyon, the editor of the New York Daily News.

"Yes, Fabray! Come sit down over here!" Charles exclaimed.

Quinn sat down and clasped her hands together. Her heart started to beat faster. She hoped she wasn't in trouble. The last article she wrote wasn't her best work, but it was still accurate and had no errors.

"Fabray, relax! You're not in trouble. I just wanted to talk," Charles told the young reporter. "So, Madeline informed me that you wanted to get August 1 off because you're getting married. Is that true?"

"Yes, sir."

"I guess congratulations are in order, Fabray." He ran his hand through his grey hair. "I kind of wish you told me sooner. I could have gotten Madeline to buy a cake so we could have celebrated it in the newsroom."

"It's okay, sir. I didn't want to make it a big deal about it."

"Not make a big deal! Fabray, you're getting married!" He leaned back into his chair. "If you don't mind me asking, where did you meet the guy?"

"Um, I'm not marrying a guy, sir," Quinn mumbled.

"Not marrying a guy? What do you...oh," his eyes widen when he put two and two together. "Is that why you didn't want to make a fuss about it?"

"Yes."

Quinn felt terrible for lying to her boss, but she couldn't say the real reason why she didn't want to make it a big deal. After all, it was just a green card marriage.

"Fabray, you should never be ashamed about who you love."

"I know, sir, but I just don't want people to treat me differently."

Charles sighed, "I understand. It's 2017 and there are still homophobic bigots out there. Remember, in my newsroom, we accept you for who you are. If anyone has a problem with that, just let me know."

Quinn was speechless. She didn't know her boss had this side of himself. When they're in newsroom, his only concern was beating the Times on the scoop. They didn't talk much. Most of their interactions were about her stories. She felt guilty for lying to him. He was such a good man. The world needs more people like Charles Lyon.

"Thank you, sir. I'm sorry for the late notice, but don't worry, I'm only going to miss work on August 1. I'll be back to work the next day."

"Nonsense!" Charles yelled. "I'm not letting you do that! Your wife would kill you! Come back to work on the 5th."

"Sir, that's a lot of days off!"

"Fabray," Charlie began, "there are some things more important than work. You two are going to be newlyweds. You should enjoy the first days of marriage. Besides, it's an order! I'm going to tell Madeline to put these days off for you."

He pressed the intercom on his desk, "Madeline!"

"Yes sir?" his secretary answered.

"Fabray isn't coming to work starting on the first and she'll return on the 7th. Make sure you put that in her schedule."

"Got it, sir."

"Thank you, Madeline." Charles turned his attention back to Quinn. "There! You have those days off! Enjoy them with the missus. If there's one advice I can give you is this, happy wife, happy life!"

The blonde chuckled, "thank you, sir."

Charles laughed, "enough with your thanks, Fabray! Now, get out of my office and finish your story for tomorrow's paper!"

6:00 PM, July 26, 2017

"Quinn, just texted me. She's going to be late," Rachel informed her best friend. "She said that she had to take over her co-worker's article."

"I have nothing else to do tonight, so I can wait for her." Kurt took a sip of wine. "How's living with her? I'm kind of surprised that you two haven't killed each yet," he laughed.

Rachel rewarded him with a glare.

"Okay, I guess you're not up for jokes." He cleared his throat. "But how is it anyways? Are you two getting along?"

"No, it's exhausting living with her!" Rachel exasperated. "Her apartment has to be organized and clean all the time. She threw a fit when I didn't use a coaster. Plus, she charged me for the fruits and milk I used to make my smoothie this morning!"

"Didn't you two agree to split the cost? If that's the case, then she didn't do anything wrong by charging you," Kurt pointed out.

Rachel gasped, "are you defending her?" She put her hand over her heart. "I am actually hurt!"

"Stop being so dramatic!" Kurt paused and took a sip of wine before continuing, "since we're on this topic, I think you should be nicer to Quinn."

"What?!"

"Look, I know you two don't like each other, but she's doing you a huge favor for marrying you."

"If you have forgotten, I am paying her to marry me!" Rachel snapped.

"Rach, calm down. I'm just stating the facts. Quinn doesn't have to marry you. She could back out but she's not, so you should be nicer to her."

Rachel furrowed her eyebrows and crossed her arms across her chest. "I hate it when you're right. Fine, I'll be nicer to her."

"Thank you."

8:30 PM, Quinn's Apartment, July 26, 2017

"Hey, I'm sorry I'm late," Quinn said as she entered the apartment. "I had to make a deadline at the paper."

"Quinn, it's fine," Kurt reassured her, "We understand." He turned his head towards his best friend. "Right, Rach?"

"Mhm."

Kurt nudged Rachel's side. "Rach," he whispered.

The brunette sighed and got up from the couch. She walked over to where Quinn was standing.

"We ordered pizza for dinner. We saved you some," Rachel said as she gestured to the pizza box on the kitchen countertop.

"Oh, how much do I owe you?"

"Don't worry about it. It's my treat," Rachel tried her best to sound sincere.

Quinn raised her eyebrow. "Are you sure?"

Rachel forced a smile, "Yes!"

"Thank you," Quinn said as she grabbed a slice from the box.

"Don't mention it!"

Rachel turned around and rolled her eyes as she made her way back on the couch to Kurt.

"There! Are you happy?" she sharply whispered to her best friend.

"Yes, I am," Kurt quietly replied to Rachel. He turned his attention to the blonde. "How was work, Quinn? Did you finish the article?"

"Work was good. I finished both of my articles. I got the day off for the wedding and my boss also gave me extra days off." She took a bite of her pizza.

"That's great!" Kurt exclaimed. "Those days off are going to be useful when you two start prepping for the interview."

"The interview?" Quinn questioned. "Do we have to start preparing right away? I was planning to relax on my days off."

"Yes!" Kurt yelled. "You two really need to know everything about each other, especially your love story. Do we need a repeat of what happened in Callbacks?"

"No," the blonde quietly admitted.

"There you go!"

"Are this questions available online, Kurt?" Rachel asked.

"I'm pretty sure they're available," he responded. "Just do a Google search."

"Got it," the blonde announced. "I found a website that lists the potential questions that immigration might ask you." She paused for a moment, reading the questions on her phone. "Seriously, are they really interested in what kind of shampoo we use?" Quinn grumbled.

"Yes! That's how they can tell if you two are actually living together. But, you two can focus on that later. We just have to go over the last few wedding details," Kurt announced.

He got up from the couch and walked over to where his bag lay. Kurt took out his notebook and began to flip through until he found the page he was looking for. "Okay, we have booked the Violet Road for the reception. I also got an NYU student to deejay for a cheap price. Do you have a specific song you two want to play during your first dance?"

"I don't," Quinn stated.

"Rach?" Kurt asked.

"The first dance between a married couple should be special, but since this our marriage is fake, I don't really have any songs to recommend during our first dance. Kurt, you can choose any song you like."

Quinn rolled her eyes. Rachel was so annoying. All she had to say no, but she had to be dramatic and explain her reasons why she didn't have any songs she would like to play during their first dance.

"Okay, we can move on to the next thing," Kurt said, "Quinn, have you've gone to the Pastry Sheet to order the cake?"

"I'm planning to go tomorrow since I have the morning off."

"Great! What kind of cake are you planning to get?"

"I haven't thought about it," Quinn admitted. "Nothing too fancy since we're on a budget."

"How about carrot cake?" Rachel suggested.

"Yuck!" Quinn grimaced. "Carrot cake is the worst!"

"You're over exaggerating. Carrot cake is delicious, and it's healthier than most cakes!" Rachel argued.

"Cake is already unhealthy, so there's not point in trying to make it healthy with carrots," the blonde countered.

"You just haven't had good carrot cake," Rachel responded.

"There's no such thing as good carrot cake!"

"Okay, we can check off the cake on our to-do list," Kurt interjected before another argument occurred between the two women. "Do you two have your dresses?"

"Yes, I actually went shopping today and I found an affordable and appropriate dress," Rachel stated.

"I bought a white lace dress from Forever 21 a couple a weeks ago. I'm planning to wear that."

"Perfect! That's another thing to check off," Kurt said. "We just have to apply for the marriage license and we will be set for the wedding." He closed his notebook. "Now, if you two want, Rachel can stay with me the night before the wedding to keep the tradition. If it's okay with you Quinn, Blaine said that he'll be happy to stay with you and accompany you to the clerk office in Queens. Blaine and I will also be taking pictures throughout the ceremony and reception. "

"Yeah, that's fine with me," the blonde responded.

"That sounds perfect," Rachel agreed.

"All right! All that's left is for you two to get married."

9:30 PM, Quinn's Apartment, July 26, 2017

"Do we really have to do this now?" Quinn asked as she opened a notebook. "We could do this after the wedding."

"The earlier we start, the better. We can answer the questions now, so after the wedding we can focus on memorizing the answers," Rachel replied. "Do you want to pass the interview or not?"

Quinn sighed in defeat, "fine, you do have a point." She opened her laptop and searched for the list of potential questions the immigration authorities might ask during the interview.

"Okay, what's the first set of questions?" Rachel asked as she sat down across from Quinn.

"The Development of Your Relationship."

Rachel wrote down the title of the first section on her notebook. "What's the first question?"

"Where did you meet?"

"We told everyone that we met at one of Kurt's events, so that's what we're going to say during the interview," Rachel stated as she wrote down the answer.

Quinn nodded her head in agreement, "next question, where did you go on your first date?" She moved her head away from her laptop and looked at Rachel. "Should we just pick a vegetarian restaurant since you don't eat meat?"

Rachel furrowed her eyebrows in confusion. She didn't tell Quinn that she's vegetarian, so how did the blonde know?

"How did you know I'm vegetarian? I never told you."

Quinn shrugged her shoulders, "you've been staying here for a couple of days now and I haven't seen you eat meat. Plus, the toppings on the pizza you ordered were all vegetables."

"Wow, I didn't think you were this observant," Rachel commented.

"I am a reporter so I notice these things. Why do you think I never offered you the food I'm eating?"

That was true. From the four days she had been staying a Quinn's apartment, the reporter has never offered Rachel any food she was eating. It didn't bother Rachel since she couldn't eat the food anyways. Initially, she thought it was because Quinn hated sharing food, but the blonde was actually being considerate. Maybe she wasn't so bad?

"So do you have a restaurant in mind? I don't because I think vegetarian meat substitutes are gross," the blonde said in disgust.

"Yes, The Jungle Cafe. You should go vegetarian. The food is delicious and good for you."

"Rule number four, we don't interfere with each other's personal lives," Quinn adamantly reminded her.

Rachel huffed, "you are impossible!"

"Let's just continue with these questions, so I can go to sleep."

"Fine!"

Just when Rachel thought Quinn wasn't so terrible, the young reporter reminded her why Rachel loathed the blonde.

"The next question, who said I love you first?" Quinn answered. "I'm going to write down that it was you."

"Me? Why me?!"

"I was already the one who asked you out and proposed to you," the blonde pointed out, "it's only fair that you said I love you first."

"Okay, fine!" Rachel exasperated, "I'm the one who said I love you first."

Quinn smiled, "great!"

Rachel narrowed her eyes and furrowed her eyebrows. "You're really enjoying this, aren't you?"

The blonde smirked, "it's kind of fun seeing you like this."

Remember, you told Kurt you would be nicer to Quinn, Rachel thought to herself. She took a deep breath to calm down. "Can we just move on to the next question?"

"Of course."

10:30 PM, Quinn's Apartment, July 26, 2017

"Quinn, where did you say you went to high school again?" Rachel asked she looked at her notebook.

The brunette waited for a reply, but all she heard was a soft breathing. "Quinn?" She lifted her head and saw that the blonde had fallen asleep on her notebook.

"Unbelievable!" Rachel complained. She stared at the sleeping blonde. "In fairness, you look like an angel when you're asleep. It's the total opposite when you're awake though."

"I heard that," Quinn sleepily said. She stretched her arms and yawned. "You said that I look like an angel."

"You have selective hearing! I said so many things and that's the only thing you heard," Rachel nagged.

"I'm merely repeating your words, and you said I looked an angel," the blonde said with a smug look.

Rachel grumbled, "whatever."

"So, are we done answering these questions? I'm sleepy," the blonde yawned.

"We can call it a night. We got through a lot of questions today."

"In that case, I'm going to get ready for bed. I had a long day."

"Me too. I have the morning and afternoon shift at the diner."

"Fine with me."

Author's Note: We're getting closer to the wedding! Anyone excited in how the wedding and reception will turn out? I like to add that Charles Lyon is a fictional character.

If you can, please leave a review and tell me what you think. I'm going to try to update next Sunday! I also have good news! I got accepted to graduate school! Yay! :D

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