A/N: This is the last chapter. I hope you love it. Please review!

"You may kiss the bride." Puck cupped Rachel's face and kissed her. Rachel's bridesmaids, Kurt, Mercedes and Tina, started crying. They locked arms and she picked up her dress, and they ran out to the limo. Paparazzi shot pictures and the chauffeur slammed the door shut.

"You were right, that dress does make you look beautiful," Puck kissed her cheek.

"Are you ready for tonight? You and me alone in Paris, with wine," Rachel winked at him

He nodded, "Absolutely, but we have to get through the reception."

*Five hours earlier*

"Kurt!" Rachel yelled from her vanity table. There she sat, her hair in a bun, bangs curled perfectly. Her dress sat beneath her, pearly white. She needed help with her makeup, and seeing how Kurt was her maid of honor, it was his duty. He ran over and quickly fixed her makeup and added touch ups to hair. "I don't understand what we're supposed to do now Kurt? I mean, I'm dressed, and ready but there's still like three hours until the wedding begins to start."

"Uh, enjoy being single, watch TV, talk to your bridesmaids, gosh I don't know! Twitter! You are famous since you filmed that movie while you were on tour."

Rachel squealed and screamed and jumped a little, "I'm so nervous!"

Mercedes laughed from the couch in the room, "Of course, you're getting married. Plus we only graduated like this year. For what it's worth, you got a real hot dude."

Rachel laughed, "Thanks."

Meanwhile Puck sat with his head in his hands, "What if I don't do something right? What if I mess up?"

Will smiled and pat his back, "You will do things wrong, and you will mess up, but that's part of marriage." He went back to sit with John, Puck's best friend from high school, and grabbed a glass of champagne.

John leaned back and put his feet up, "Since when do you care about those things anyways?"

Puck got up and sat on by them, grabbing a glass also, "I don't know. Weird huh? But I mean, with Rachel it's different. She's gorgeous and classy and gorgeous, and she's like amazing."

John frowned, "In bed?"

Puck shrugged, "Don't know yet, haven't popped the Berry cherry yet."

Will looked shocked, "Really?" Puck nodded.

Three hours later and Rachel started hyperventilating. Her fathers hugged her and waited for their cues to lock arms with their daughter and walk her down the isle. Rachel covered her mouth and bite her lip trying not to cry. Her daddy hugged her and reminded her if she cried she might mess up her makeup. She hugged him, then went to hug her dad and took a deep breathe. Kurt hugged her then walked out. Then her turn came to walk down the isle.

She stepped out of the prep room and saw everything. The baskets with pink flowers, the pink ribbon that made beautiful designs on the church seating area, the arch, and floor. And then, mostly, Puck. His black tux, pink rose, and his smile. His giant smile that went from ear to ear. All his best men had pink flowers, all her bridesmaids had pink dresses.

Puck stared out at the girl he was gonna spend the rest of his life with. She was gorgeous; white dress dragging behind her, hair up beautifully, eyes wide with anticipation. She was everything he ever wanted. Suddenly all his worries washed away.

Rachel got there, standing across from Puck. At first, she didn't hear anything they said. Then Puck said 'I do.' She heard her name and said, "I do."

The priest smiled, "I now pronounce you husband and wife. You may kiss the bride."

*Back to present*

Puck stepped out and reached for Rachel's hand. They walked into the reception hall. Everyone clapped and cheered. Rachel started crying, "I love you Noah."

Puck smiled, "I love you too."

They sat down in their spots. Kurt stood up with his glass, "I want to make a toast. When I first met Rachel, I hated her. Some of it was the fact that I didn't really know her, but mostly just that I was jealous. When I met Puck, let's face it, I had the same feeling most women, or in my case, gays, had. Dear lord he's gorgeous." Puck blushed. "When Rachel called me from New York, and told me she was getting married, I was happy for her. When she told me it was our old teacher, I was slightly shocked. Of course, that controversy doesn't matter, coz' it's legal. Anyways, to the happy couple," he drank, as did everyone else. Rachel didn't have any alcohol, neither did her friends.

Rachel looked at Puck, smiling a nervous/happy/excited smiled. Then Kurt said, "Ready for your first dance?"

Puck smiled and grabbed her hand. The music for 'The Man Who Can't Be Moved' started. They started to dance. "I love you more than the world, Rachel. I'm glad I waited, and I'm even happier I followed you here."

Rachel laughed through a couple tears, happy tears of course, "Me too."

As soon as the reception ended, they got on a plane going to Paris. Rachel fell asleep in pajama shorts and her favorite shirt on his shoulder on the plane. He was in jeans and t-shirt. He kissed her head. "I love you Mrs. Puckerman."