Oh, you look so pretty," Mercedes whispered to Summer. It was the day of the wedding, and everyone was at the church. The girls of the wedding (including the Glee girls who were helping everyone get ready) were getting ready in the bathroom. The boys were getting in the boys' bathroom.
"You nervous?" Santana asked Quinn.
"A little," Quinn admitted. She had her halter style dress. Her hair was half up and half down, and she had her veil covering her face. It had been decided that Finn, even though he was the same age as Quinn, would walk her down the aisle, since there friendship was repaired, and they had been together a long time. He had been the only person that was able to see Quinn's true personality for a long time.
Santana, Brittany, and the other Cheerios were in long, flowing, light blue dresses. Their hair was up in ponytails, held back with rhinestone barrettes. The music to "The Bridal Chorus" began to play softly, which meant that they had to go out the bathroom and into the foyer.
"Come on," the girls urged, getting off their stools and hurrying out the door. Emma had been assigned to watch and take care of Summer during the wedding, and she walked out too, holding Summer.
The wedding began to start, as the ring bearer and flower girl (niece and nephew of Will) began to walk down, and then the bridesmaids went.
Will was standing there, looking very handsome. His hair had been gelled back, and he was wearing a brand new tuxedo that he got for the occasion.
It was now Quinn's cue and she began to walk down the aisle with Finn. It seemed as if she couldn't get there fast enough.
As Quinn went away from Finn to stand with Will and the priest, Will gave him a hug and a pat on the back.
"William Schuester, do you take Quinn Fabray to be your lawfully wedded wife, in sickness and health, in richness and poverty?"
"Yes," Will said softly, smiling at Quinn. She playfully blushed.
"Quinn Fabray, do you take William Schuester to be your lawfully wedded husband, in sickness and health, in richness and poverty?"
"Yes I do," Quinn said with power in her voice.
"Good. I declare you husband and wife. You may kiss the bride." Will leaned toward Quinn, lightly kissing her lips. Quinn pushed against him with force.
Then they began to walk out the door, arm in arm, as the guests began to get out of the pews and follow.
It was at the reception. The reception was in a ballroom in a big fancy hotel, and after the wedding, Quinn and Will would spend the weekend there, and Will's parents would take care of Summer in their apartment.
Quinn smiled, surveying the full tables of food. Waiters and waitresses bustled about, taking drink orders.
"Hey Quinn," Will said, coming up to his new wife. "Our first dance is coming up in five."
"Okay," Quinn said, waving him away. "Go get ready. I'll see you in five."
"Okay," Will said, kissing Quinn on the forehead, and then he ran away. Quinn smiled as the lyrics to "True Colors" came on. She remembered when the Glee club sang "True Colors." It wasn't a typical wedding song, but it was still beautiful, and that's why Quinn picked it.
She walked over to Will, holding his hands, and began to slow dance with him.
You with the sad eyes
Don't be discouraged
Oh, I realize
It's hard to take courage
In a world full of people
You can lose sight of it all
And darkness still inside you
Make you fell so small
But I see your true colors
Shining through
I see your true colors
And that's why I love you
So don't be afraid to let them show
Your true colors,
True colors, are beautiful,
Like a rainbow.
Show me a smile then,
Don't be unhappy,
Can't remember when I last saw you laughing
If this world makes you crazy
And you've taken all you can bear
You call me up
Because you know I'll be there
And I see your true colors
Shining through
I see your true colors
And that's why I love you
So don't be afraid to let them show
Your true colors,
True colors, are beautiful,
Like a rainbow
Quinn smiled as they drew apart, Will giving her a quick peck on the cheek.
"I better go check on Summer," Quinn said, hurrying away. Summer was good. She was lying there happily, staring at the ceiling.
"I love you, sweetie," Quinn whispered. She got a glass of champagne, and then went over to Will.
"Will, I think now is the perfect time to tell everyone about me being pregnant again," Quinn told him.
"Quinn, I don't think you should do it so early. There is a high risk of miscarriage in the first trimester," Will told her.
"Please?" Quinn begged. She had gotten over being upset about it, and now she was excited to tell everyone that she had another bun in the oven. Plus, it didn't matter that much, because she was married this time and would be graduating in a month.
"I guess," Will said.
"Yeah!" Quinn ran to get a chair. She kicked off her heels, and then stood on the chair.
"May I have your attention, please?" Quinn asked, and everyone turned to face her.
"Hey, everyone," Quinn said, smiling as she waved, and everyone waved back. "I have a very important announcement to make. I am, um, pregnant again…"
It was silent for a moment, and then everyone began to clap and congratulate Quinn on the embryo in Quinn's soon to be swollen stomach.
Quinn got off the chair, marveling at how happy she was. The night was full of swinging dresses, dancing, food, cake, presents, congratulations, and, of course, champagne. It was everything Quinn imagined her wedding to be, and she was marrying the one guy she truly loved, and would build a family with him.