Disclaimer: I don't own or write Glee, RIB do; if I did it'd be the Finchel Show, etc. etc.

A/N1: Sorry for the very very late update! I hope you understand though, since I had a bit of a writer's block and the Heart episode just had SO many cute Finchel moments! Enjoy!

"Dear Diary," she began. "I haven't written in a while since this past week has been so eventful."

Sitting back in against her pillows and chewing her pen - a habit she'd tried in vain to be rid of - Rachel reflected on her blissful week of Valentines.

"Finn finally started teaching me the drums on Monday! Though I can't say that I'm anywhere near as good as him, I seem to be doing very well. So well, in fact, that I'm not the only one getting turned on by my significant other's drumming…"

She giggled quietly to herself at the memory of how much they'd teased each other in Glee that they'd fairly tackled one another as soon as they got a private moment.

Three Days Earlier…

"Rach," Finn whispered huskily. "If you keep grinding like that, I don't think we'll be able to get through this rehearsal."

Turning to face him and raising an eyebrow, she whispered back, "Really? Hmm, perhaps now you'll see what I mean by the aphrodisiacal qualities of percussion."

While saying this, she had somehow managed to sit further back into the seat and thus him, even more, causing his breathing to become raspier and his hands to drop the drumsticks as quickly and quietly as possible in order to grip her waist in a feeble attempt to stop her.

"Are you trying to tease me, Rachel Berry?" Finn smirked as she shivered from the sensation of his fingers running lightly over the thin fabric of her dress.

"Perhaps," she managed to choke out before Mr Schue called for attention.

Needless to say, neither Finn nor Rachel got much homework done that afternoon.

…Present Time

Shaking her head at how hormonal they both seemed to be lately – Finn even more than usual after the engagement – Rachel picked up her pen once again.

"We both got a huge surprise when Daddy and Papa came to visit on Tuesday though! I could swear that Finny and I both thought we were toast when they told us that they knew! I'm so glad they're behind us though. Kurt's wrong! So, SO wrong! Finny and I will grow together in New York, as a married couple. And the more I think about it, the more I realize that what Finny said the other week is true – those rings will be like taking a piece of our little world into the big city."

Rachel glanced down fondly at the sparkling diamonds and couldn't help but swell with love and emotion at the thought of settling down with Finn, as husband and wife. Snapping back into reality, she chuckled at the recollection of their next precious moment.

"Honestly though, I don't understand why I get so turned on by Finny's drumming! I mean, while we were supposed to be supporting Artie in his bid to get Sugar, I was too preoccupied by my fiancé's skills on the drum kit and the fact that he must've known I was so easily distracted, since he kept sending me his crooked half-smiles that have melted me so many times before…"

They had been conspicuously absent from the cafeteria at recess that day, and somehow that had coincided with reports of strange noises coming from the direction of the parking lot, where incidentally, Finn's truck had been parked.

"Enough of that. Obviously Finny must've still been on some kind of high after our recess escapade, since he did the most romantic thing he's done since the day I accepted his proposal, and paid the God Squad to sing to me at lunch! With a whole gospel choir too, and the band set up with amps and everything in the courtyard! The song seemed so fitting for us as well, since our hearts really do beat for one another and we first found each other through music. Quinn was the 'last girl' who 'left a couple cracks', but we got ourselves through that and all of our other 'skipping tracks', and we've 'turned each other up' when we 'felt low'."

Sighing as she leaned back into the comfort of her heart cushion, Rachel let each and every memory of hers and Finn's – from their very first auditorium 'date', to the 'I love you' at their first Regionals, to the incredibly painful period of time when they'd been apart, to their Nationals 'Superman of Kisses', to the engagement – play in her head, savoring both the sweetness and the bitterness, and allowing herself to be grateful for how far they'd come together. She played with the white gold band around her left ring finger, thanking God over and over again for letting her and Finn find each other. She knew that without him she'd probably still be the most overbearing, conceited and threatening bitch that she had been before Glee, with barely even one friend to call her own. But she also knew that without her, he might've still been forcing his way through an extremely unhappy, dishonest relationship with a girl who'd given birth to his best friend's child, and who had drummed it into his head that popularity was the only key to success.

It had never occurred to Rachel before Glee Club that she would be so different from what she had been, and looking at the past few days made her realize that even more. She and Finn had felt the tug at their tether quite often recently, and a fine case of that was when Rory had sung 'Home' to them and Rachel had subconsciously leant into Finn, and he'd lovingly looked down at her and the ring (something he'd begun to enjoy immensely) and grasped her hand, playing with her fingers as he always did.

She chuckled again when she thought of Mercedes' heartbreaking rendition of Whitney's seminal classic, because even though they had all shed tears, Rachel had once again taken advantage of her and Finn's sitting positions to tease him by lightly running her fingers over the inside of his leg, through his jeans, and she had had to bite her tongue to stop the fountain of laughter from bubbling over when she'd heard his breaths becoming shorter and more labored as she had ventured closer to the destination.

"You tease," he'd panted as he tickled her sides and held her in a vice-like grip against the cab as soon as they'd run to the privacy of his truck, not emerging for almost an hour.

"I'm over the moon!" Rachel excitedly scribbled down, after wallowing in the blissful memories of her and Finn's 'adventurous escapades of love-making', as she liked to call them. "Daddy and Papa UNBELIEVABLY were actually going to let Finn stay the night – though I made it quite clear that there would be, ahem, no monkey business with their presence mere meters away. I'm so, so happy that we managed to work our way through our first 'domestic tiff' too! I suppose we really do need to get used to each other more. Bad habits and all, we're going to be married – in May, no less! – and we both agreed that arguing over tiny things like the bathroom won't help us if we want our days in New York to be happy. And I know I shouldn't have said anything about what Finny would be doing there either. I know I got caught up in the heat of the moment but I did promise him that we'd figure it out together, and I know we will. I know he's destined to do something so very special, and of all people I shouldn't be the one making him feel so insignificant right now. I mean, even Kurt! – who I'm still furious at, by the way – told Finny that he was a star too."

Shutting and locking her diary and flicking off the light switch, Rachel cast one last loving look at her ring, sparkling in the moonlight, and fell asleep with the knowledge that she was loved in the world, and that she had somehow been blessed enough to be the 'girl who got the brass ring'.

A/N2: Soo…was it worth the wait? Sorry the end seems rushed…Please leave me a review and let me know what you thought!

Much love,

GLEEKness xx

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