AN: So this is it. The end of Blink And You'll Miss It (with the edit of the temporary bonus chapter), it's been a wild ride that even I didn't see coming. Thank you all for reading and reviewing if indeed you did review.

As I mentioned a few chapters ago, I will be taking a break from posting for a while (except when I finally write more of Heartbeat Song which will be my number 1 priority outside of uni) so I will be able to write longer chapters and upload them more frequently as I won't have to write one a week which has been stressful occasionally. I am currently writing the sequel to You're All I Need as well as the rewrite of Say You'll Be Mine. Additionally I'm working on a request which is a fic entitled The Story About Quinn that will also be a priority to post so I may post that alongside You're Still All I Need which will be about 10 chapters and then upload Say You'll Be Mine once that's finished. I don't know how long this break will last, it depends how much time I find to write so make sure you follow me to be notified when I post again, or just check back monthly if you like effort aha. I'll also let people know when I'm back via my Instagram account queendiannaagron_ff. However, I promise I will return with more Faberry goodness as I have too many ideas not to come back and share them so I hope you will all read my future works :)

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So, without further ado… the epilogue…

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Epilogue – Three Years Later

It had been a long three years but the day they had been waiting for finally arrived. The day Rachel was moving to California, and in a few months, they'd be getting married.

They'd done a lot of the preparation together over the past few years, with Quinn checking out important items like the chairs or the archway in person whilst on a video call with Rachel. Quinn's favourite day was when she got to go cake tasting, she was a little disappointed to find out that Rachel wouldn't be able to eat the main cake as nowhere made vegan wedding cakes despite Quinn's offer to pay handsomely. Rachel insisted that Quinn got the cake she wanted and she herself will just have a smaller cake for her and any other vegan family members.

The girls had visited each other in their respective cities countless times and always spent the holidays in Lima together, often attending glee club reunions.

Rachel had just graduated from NYADA, top of her class as Quinn had expected and the blonde had flown across the country to attend her graduation ceremony as a surprise.

Quinn herself still had one last year left at Stanford but she was really loving it and was looking forward to graduating in a year to move to New York City with the girl who would soon be her wife.

Wife. It was still all surreal to Quinn, she hadn't pictured herself as the type to get engaged so young, but then again, she hadn't pictured being pregnant at 16 either. Still, she was beyond happy at how her life had turned out, even if it meant losing her father in the process. She'd reached out to him when she first moved to California as she knew she was far enough away from him to feel safe if things turned bad once more, but after revealing the news of her new fiancée, he hung up the phone and seemingly blocked her number as when Quinn had tried to call him again, it never went through. This had caused Rachel's first trip to the Golden State, and the blonde had cried all night in the comfort of Rachel's arms.

Quinn's first time visiting Rachel went slightly different, she'd walked in to one of the dance rooms at NYADA to find her fiancée dancing with a Ken-wannabe. However, her jealousy was soon settled when Rachel noticed her and smothered her with kisses. After Rachel had introduced her to Brody, she dragged the brunette back to the apartment she shared with Kurt for some… reconnecting. Rachel loved jealous Quinn.

Now, Quinn was stood waiting at the airport, a bouquet of flowers in one hand, the key to their new apartment in her pocket.

As soon as Rachel saw Quinn waiting, she jumps into the blonde's arms. Quinn catches her with ease and spins her round, giddy with excitement. After she's been set down, Rachel pulls her fiancé into a fierce kiss, not even caring that they're in public.

"Mmm." Quinn hums, pulling away reluctantly. "As much as I'm enjoying that, maybe we should get out of here and go home."

Over the three years they'd been apart, Rachel had been slowly bringing more clothes over to California and leaving them there for when she moved, to lighten the load. Their apartment was already furnished so she left all her furniture in New York with Kurt and Blaine for when they moved back next year.

"I like the sound of that." Rachel smirks. "Take me home Quinn."

"That's becoming your catchphrase missy. Anyone would think you're desperate to be alone with me."

"Can you blame me?" The brunette questions as they walk out of the airport to catch a cab, raking her gaze over Quinn who was wearing shorts and a tight t-shirt. "I'm glad we got you a ring too otherwise people would constantly throw themselves at you."

Quinn smiles, twirling the simple silver band wrapped around her ring finger. "You know I wouldn't have let them get anywhere near but I guess it was a good idea regardless. I have to admit, I was still hit on at bars until I flashed them the ring."

"Didn't stop Sarah from trying though."

"Babe, you know I shot her down countless times. Though I'm not complaining because it led to you 'claiming' me." The blonde husks.

"Now that was a fun night." Rachel smirks. "I still wish you'd switched dorms though."

"There wasn't much point after that night, she steered clear and stayed on her side of the room once she'd heard me screaming your name over and over. You definitely proved who I belonged to."

"It was my pleasure, always glad to help."

"I think you'll find it was my pleasure." Quinn giggles.


A short taxi ride later, they arrived at their apartment. Quinn had spent the last few months searching for the perfect place for them to live this year and was overwhelmed with joy when she found this place. It was a small building in San Carlos, a 15 minute drive away from Stanford University as well as being approximately half an hour from San Francisco where they were getting married. It was a one bedroom apartment on the top floor of the building, the front door led into the lounge, the kitchen was through a door to the left of lounge whilst the bedroom and bathroom were to the right. Rachel had loved it when Quinn had sent a video but seeing it now, in person, was ten times more impressive.

"Want to break in the bedroom?" Quinn asks, eyebrow raised.

Rachel turns to face her. "Why stop at the bedroom?"


Three months later, the big day had finally arrived. It was a beautiful sunny day in August and the girls had spent the last few nights in San Francisco. Their family and friends had arrived and everything was being set up at the beach.

Rachel was pacing in her hotel room, Kurt was fussing over every little detail, making sure his best friend looked her best. Mercedes and Tina were sat at the vanity touching up their make up whilst Rachel's dads were sat on the girl's bed waiting until they were asked to do something.

Across the hall, Quinn was lying on her bed, a grin spread across her face. All she had left to do was get into her dress and walk down the aisle.

"Q, sit up, you're going to ruin your hair." Santana instructs, having spent half an hour curling the blonde locks.

Quinn sighs and sits up, her hair still perfect thanks to the hair spray and the Latina turns her attention back to Brittany's hair. Judy sat in the corner, silently crying with happiness and Puck stood by the door in his suit, stopping Quinn from sneaking out to see Rachel.

They had been desperate to see each other last night but Santana and Kurt worked together to keep them apart as it was tradition.

Mike and Sam were down at the beach making sure everything was in place and the rest of the glee club, including Mr Schuster and Emma were in their own rooms getting ready. Sue Sylvester was also at the beach, having insisted on officiating for her favourite cheerio, despite Quinn's sporadic devotion to the cheer team. They'd invited Finn but he declined the invitation, stating he was happy for them but it would be too painful to watch. He'd joined the army after high school and fallen for one of the nurses on base, their relationship was still going strong but he was afraid that old feelings would surface if he saw his high school sweetheart get married. Neither girl had invited any of their friends from college, Brody would've been the only one that Rachel would invite but upon discovering his job, the brunette had put some distance between herself and the male escort. She didn't judge him, she was just shocked from the revelation so decided to put a pause on their friendship until she was back in New York when they would try again. Quinn hadn't made many friends at Stanford, but out of the few she did have, there was only one girl, Jess, who she was close to but still not close enough to invite her to her wedding.

Finally, it was time for the ceremony to begin. Quinn was stood under the flower archway, looking out at all the faces sat in the seats before her. Santana, Brittany and Puck were to her left, Sue was behind her and Kurt, Mercedes and Tina were on Rachel's side of the arch.

There were members of the public wandering the beach but luckily, they all stayed away from the wedding setup.

Music started playing from speakers in front of the front row of seats and Quinn turns her attention to the aisle to watch Rachel walk towards her, one dad on either side of her as she couldn't choose who should walk her down the aisle.

As Rachel walks, she can't stop the smile on her face at the sight of Quinn waiting for her, a vision in a white dress. She concentrates on walking, the sand uneven beneath her feet so she had to focus on not tripping. So she just walked, towards Quinn, towards her future, towards their promise of forever.


For once in her life, Rachel was nervous about singing. She'd kept it a secret from Quinn that she would sing at the reception.

They were all back at the hotel for the reception, and had not long finished dinner. The DJ was finishing setting up his booth whilst people gave their speeches. Rachel's dads made her cry with their joint speech, Quinn's mom thoroughly embarrassed the blonde, Quinn herself read a beautiful poem she had written about her now wife and finally, it was Rachel's turn.

"So, being the diva I am, I thought I'd do something different for my speech."

Quinn shoots Rachel a look as she moves from the head table to the stage at the other end of the small room. All the guests turned in their seats to watch as the brunette took a microphone from the DJ.

As the music started up, Rachel's hands begin to shake but as she looks up at the crowd, her eyes immediately find hazel ones staring back at her and it instantly calms her down as she starts to sing.

"I don't need a hundred roses waiting by the front door,
I don't need a fancy house in the hills.
You could rope the mood and bring me all the stars in heaven,
It won't change how I feel.
You don't have to be a modern-day Shakespeare,
You don't have to be anything you're not.
You don't have to give me diamonds to impress me,
Just give me your heart.

"Make me feel loved, make me feel beautiful,
Make me feel dance around the room Cinderella kind of magical.
Make me believe, I'm all that you'll ever need,
Hold me close and make me feel a million kinds of wonderful.
Baby your touch, is more than enough,
Make me feel loved.

"It's the way you bring me coffee in the morning,
And how you know just what not to say.
I don't need you to try and fix everything,
When I've had a bad day.

"Make me feel loved, make me feel beautiful,
Make me feel dance around the room Cinderella kind of magical.
Make me believe, I'm all that you'll ever need,
Hold me close and make me feel a million kinds of wonderful.
Baby your touch, is more than enough,
Make me feel loved.

"Make me feel loved, make me feel beautiful,
Make me feel dance around the room Cinderella kind of magical.
Make me believe, I'm all that you'll ever need,
Hold me close and make me feel a million kinds of wonderful.
Baby your touch, is more than enough,
Make me feel loved."

Quinn approaches Rachel as soon as the song was over and wraps her in her arms.

"You are loved." She whispers into the brunette's ear. "More than you'll ever know."


Two Years Later

It was their second wedding anniversary and Quinn had finally gotten the perfect gift for Rachel. So bright and early she woke up to make breakfast for her wife.

Unfortunately, it seemed that Rachel had the same idea as when the blonde woke up, she was alone and the smell of bacon was floating through the house.

A short while later and Quinn had yet to get out of bed, Rachel came back into their bedroom.

"You stole my idea." Quinn pouts.

"Sorry baby, but you know I always wake up before you right?"

"Only because you have that insane workout regime."

Rachel laughs lightly, setting down a tray of food on Quinn's lap. There was a plate stacked high with bacon, another plate with pancakes, which she assumed were vegan, and two glasses of orange juice.

"Can I give you your present yet?" Quinn asks, after eating a mouthful of bacon.

"I thought we were doing that later, after dinner." The brunette responds, perching on the bed at Quinn's feet.

"Yeah but I'm too excited to wait. Please." She begs.

"You know I can't resist your pouty face." Rachel chuckles. "Okay, but you have to wait for yours."

Quinn grins before reaching into her bedside table for a small ring box.

"You remember we're already married right?" The brunette jokes, stealing a bite of pancake.

"Open the box." Quinn instructs, rolling her eyes.

Rachel lifts the lid on the box to reveal a dummy. Tears instantly flooded her eyes.

"Quinn…"

"The insemination worked, the doctor confirmed it. I went after my shift at the bookstore yesterday." Quinn explains. "I'm pregnant."

Rachel moves the tray onto the floor before launching herself at her wife. They'd been waiting over six months for this day to happen. Seeing as they'd been moving quickly through the relationship milestones, they figured they'd try to start a family. They were still really young but to them, that didn't matter, they knew they loved each other and that was the most important thing. After a few failed attempts they lost hope, only having enough money in their savings for one last try, not knowing that it would be the successful one. They'd chosen a donor that carried Rachel's traits, brown hair and eyes, but Rachel was still hoping for a mini Quinn.

The singer latches her lips onto Quinn's for a deep passionate kiss.

"I love you." She whispers against her lover's lips.

"I love you too." The blonde responds.

Quinn's hands reach inside Rachel's robe, finding bare skin so unties the garment to reveal her to the cool air.

"Hmm, was someone planning on getting lucky?" Quinn teases.

"It's our anniversary, it's tradition." The brunette giggles. "Now though, I want to treat you instead."

"You won't hear me complaining."

Rachel quirks her mouth into a smile as she pulls away the duvet and lift's Quinn's shirt, gently kissing her stomach.

"I can't wait to meet you." She whispers against the skin.

Quinn's heart floods with love at the sweet gesture but couldn't resist the opportunity to tease.

"You realise you're talking to something that's probably smaller than a peanut right now?"

Rachel, who was still kissing her stomach, looks up. "Keep that up and I won't go any lower."

The blonde mimes zipping her mouth shut, causing Rachel to release a laugh.

"Good girl."

Rachel shifts her weight so she could pull Quinn's sleep shorts down. She then kisses a path back up her legs, planting a final kiss on the inside of both her thighs.

Quinn reaches down to run her fingers through brunette locks, urging the girl closer until finally, lips connect with her core, a moan ripping out from deep in her chest.

As she licks at Quinn's clit, Rachel inserts two fingers, moving them in time with her tongue, curling them to hit her spot perfectly every time.

After several moments of pure bliss, Quinn finally falls over the edge, her back arching off the bed, stars behind her eyes.

Rachel climbs back up the bed to lie next to her panting wife.

Once the blonde has caught her breath, she wraps her arms around Rachel.

"I love you and our little family to be." She whispers.

The singer rests a hand lovingly on Quinn's stomach.

"You, me, and our little Peanut."


Three Years Later

"Honey, I'm home!" Rachel calls as soon as she enters her house.

"Mama!" Her two year old daughter screams as soon as she catches sight of her mother.

"Hey Peanut." Rachel grins, bending down to scoop the little blonde girl up in her arms. "Where's Mom?"

"Kitchen." Maya responds, tucking her head into Rachel's neck.

The brunette carries her daughter into the kitchen at the back of the house and smiles at the sight of her wife cooking dinner.

"Hey babe, how was work?" Quinn asks as soon as she sees Rachel enter the room.

"It was a slow rehearsal day, Liam kept getting his lines wrong again." She complains, leaning in to kiss Quinn, causing Maya to scrunch her nose up in disgust.

Quinn tickles the little girl's stomach before Rachel sets her down on the floor to play.

"I don't see why he can't spend time outside of rehearsal learning his lines like every other member of the cast." Quinn comments.

"Me neither. They're such beautiful words after all, I'm so lucky I got the lead."

"Hmm, well I'm sure it has everything to do with the talent and nothing to do with the fact you married the girl who wrote the script…" The blonde teases.

Rachel gasps. "Quinn Berry-Fabray! Are you implying that I cheated my way to the top?!"

"Never." She chuckles, kissing the fake pout away from the diva's lips.

"I love you, and the musical you wrote. For me."

"Which do you love more?" Quinn laughs.

The brunette pauses for effect, also to tease her wife. "I guess if I had to choose…"

"Rachel…" The blonde warns.

"You Quinn. It's always you."

"How did I get so lucky?"

"I don't know, but it all started with a wink."

"That was the best day of my life."

"Will you tell me the story Mama?" Maya asks suddenly.

"Of course baby girl." Rachel smiles, preparing herself to tell the story despite the girl's young age meaning she would probably forget it all soon. "It all started when I walked through the doors to William McKinley High School on the first day of my senior year…"


THE END


Song: Loved by Lucy Hale, one of my favourite songs ever.

Thank you all for reading :D

If you skipped over the long AN, I recommend you read it as it contains important information.

Anyway, I hope you all enjoyed this story, let me know what you thought (even if it's negative). I do kinda wish I'd called this story Promise Of Forever now seeing as I used it a lot in the last two chapters. Oh well.

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