Wedding Day
The day was finally here. Quinn was finally going to become Mrs. Jesse St. James.
After thinking about her and Puck's last conversation, she had a head full of confusion. But in the end, she and Puck were over. Papers were signed; she had a man who loved her, and a wonderful life in New York to go to. Things were going to be okay...
She sat with all her friends, dressing in her gorgeous one of a kind gown, hair perfectly in place, and make up lightly brushed on her face. She looked stunning and everyone around her noticed how truly beautiful she was.
The day was going amazingly well. Her guests were all there; her dad was ready to walk her down the aisle. She was nervous, a part of her questioning if her choice was wise.
Looking at her, her dad held her tightly kissing her forehead, "Everything works out the way it's supposed to babygirl, don't worry so much."
Quinn smiled and began to walk down the aisle with her dad.
She was halfway there when she heard yelling. She turned around to see a little old man running towards her.
She didn't see who it was but as he got closer, she noticed it was her lawyer. She shooed off the security guards chasing him and walked to him.
"Mr. Beaufort, he signed the papers, what's going on?" she asked trying to be quiet.
"Ms. Evans I am sorry to interrupt" he was stepping closer, "He signed them, but you didn't."
Quinn's eyes widened and she looked at Jesse, who had made his way towards her. "Honest mistake I swear" she said.
Jesse nodded, "Sign them. Anyone have a pen?" he asked loudly as the crowd searched for one.
Minutes later, Puck's mom stepped forward, handing a pen to her, "Things like this don't happen for nothing" she said before backing away.
Quinn smiled shakily and brought the pen to the paper. She looked at the line and then at Jesse smiling. As she went to sign, suddenly a thousand thoughts were thrown into her mind. Meeting Puck for the first time. Learning to play guitar. Her first kiss. Her wedding. All the memories of her life with Puck.
And then her thoughts turned towards her meeting Jesse. How straight forward and lacking of passion it was. She'd thought that's what she needed. Uncomplicated, black and white. But standing here now, she could see that's not what she needed nor wanted.
She placed the pen down and looked at Jess. "I'm so sorry, I can't marry you"
He took a deep breath and looked down for a few seconds, "So this is what this feels like" he said out loud to himself. His mother came up behind him threats flying and curses being thrown towards Quinn.
"Mom stop" Jesse said shocking everyone.
"You're going to let her do this to you" his mother asked, outraged.
With a small smile on his face he looked at Quinn, "Yeah I am." He was remembering everything Puck told her about his life and how he loved his wife so much. He knew then and there as much as he tried he'd never be able to love anyone like Puck loved Quinn. Although he was sad this was coming to an end, he knew for the first time in his life, he had to do what was right and not what his mother wanted. "She deserves happiness, we both do" he said before walking off.
Quinn smiled sadly as Jesse walked away with his mother and friends chasing after him. But remembering Puck she smiled.
Turning to her guests she cupped her mouth to project her voice, "Friends of the bride, stick around. I'm gonna go find my groom" she yelled running towards her car.
Quinn raced in her daddy's truck all the way to Puck's store. Running in, wedding dress still on, she searched for him. When she finally spotted an employee they handed her a flyer to a fair he was playing at. Getting in her car again she drove the twenty miles to the fair. The only way she was allowed in was if she was a participant in the fair. She signed up and rushed in, unable to see Puck. Finally, after nearly twenty minutes of searching, she found him sitting in the judge's station. Deciding she had to do something grand to get his attention, she grabbed a guitar from the vending area where Puck had a tent and took off to the stage. She ran up, not caring if it was her turn or not. She looked into the audience and saw Pucks eyes widen.
"Hi, my name is Quinn and this song is for my husband" she said. Puck's face glared at her and she realized how that sounded.
Shaking her head she looked up and spoke again, "My husband taught me to play this song when we were growing up and I wanna show him how important he is to me."
The crowd 'awed' and she saw that realization come over Puck's face.
She strummed along to her guitar and started singing.
"Where it began,
I can't begin to knowin'
But then I know it's growing strong
Was in the spring
And spring became the summer
Who'd have believed you'd come along.
Hands, touchin' hands
Reachin' out, touchin' me touchin' you
Sweet Caroline
Good times never seemed so good
I've been inclined
To believe they never would
But now I, look at the night
And it don't seem so lonely
We fill it up with only two.
Quinn was putting her heart and soul into the performance, closing her eyes as she continued.
And when I hurt,
Hurtin' runs off my shoulders
How can I hurt when I'm with you
Warm, touchin' warm
Reachin' out, touchin' me touchin' you
Sweet Caroline
Good times never seemed so good
I've been inclined,
To believe they never would
Oh, no, no
Opening her eyes she was happy to see the crowd singing along with her. The final verse she was happy, smiling and dancing as she sang.
Sweet Caroline
Good times never seemed so good
Sweet Caroline,
I believe they never could
Sweet Caroline...
"Thank you" she said as she finished and got off stage. Looking for Puck she found he wasn't at the judge's area. She walked towards his tent and saw him pacing. When his eyes locked on hers he pulled her into an old building closing the door.
"What's going on" he asked confused evident in his voice.
"I didn't marry Jesse" she said, "And you're still my husband"
"I signed the divorce papers Quinn" he said, still not nderstanding.
"I didn't" she said, "Puck, my heart knew all along that you were my forever. It just took a while for my brain to follow. My lawyer came in screaming saying I couldn't get married. Apparently, when I sent them in, I didn't sign. So I had to today. But one look at the papers and I knew I couldn't do it. I'm yours, forever. And I'm your wife if you'll still have me."
Before he said anything he walked up to her pulling her into his arms, "Tell me I'm not dreaming"
"You're not dreaming. I'm your wife and you're my husband" she said smiling.
Puck leaned down and kissed her, years of making up for what he'd missed. She was wrapping her arms around him, pulling him closer when someone knocked, "Uh sorry to interrupt but you won the contest and they need y'all on stage."
Giggling the two walked hand in hand up to the stage. The crowd was screaming loudly for them. Quinn took the trophy and thanked the audience looking at Puck.
"I love you" she said.
"I love you too" he replied, kissing his wife once again.
AN: And they lived happily ever after with you all to imagine whatever life they had after this moment ! Thanks for sticking around for so long.
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