Hello~ it's yours truly with another chapter update. Only one more chapter to go! I'm pumped!

My personal struggle this chapter was writing Rachel's vows. Had no idea writing vows can be so exhausting - even if it's for a story. No wonder Finn struggled. And I did use my thesaurus a few times too. Score! I hope you won't find Rach's vows too cheesy and too predictable. Man, I would suck writing my own vows when I get married someday... hopefully to Cory Monteith *ahem. dream on!*

I actually took some part of the minister's lines from... Grey's Anatomy when Izzie married Alex. That was such a beautiful wedding *sob* I cried bucketloads watching it. Finn's middle name 'Nathanael' was taken from the character 'Nathanael Archibald' from Gossip Girl. I'm so unoriginal, hey! So sorry :-(

and thank you thank you thank you for your kind, generous, overwhelming feedbacks :-) I really don't deserve it! I hope you won't hate me because I ended the chapter where I ended it. Hehe. I'm such a tease. No, seriously, don't hate me. Please? :-) I promise I'll make it up at the next chapter. I won't hold anything back at all!

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Disclaimer: Dear Santa, can I please turn back time and think of 'Glee' first rather than Ryan Murphy - that way I'd own it? No? :-(

As the guests stood up, Finn stood up straighter. He held his breath and flashed his lopsided smile that Rachel loved, beaming at his bride.

She's a vision in that dress. It was a simple and modest hourglass-shaped dress, but hugged her curves in the right way. Her dark hair swept into a low bun at the nape of her neck, adorned with flowers. Even with the veil on, her beauty and grace were blinding. She walked with poise and grace; her two Dads in each of her arms. A bouquet of pink peonies and roses in her hand; her eyes and her lips were smiling at her groom.

How could someone be so beautiful?

Since the first time he laid eyes on Rachel Berry and sang with her in high school, he knew that life as he knows it ends. She was, is and always will be his whole universe, the love of his life. Finn had always known that Rachel is beautiful, but this time – at this moment – he realised that she's more than that. She's classic. Timeless, even.

Mr and Mr Berry kissed Rachel's cheek and hugged her before they brought her right hand to Finn's. "Be good to her," one of them said. He took her hands in confidence, "I will. Don't worry Mr Berry… Dad," as her dads gave him a pat on his shoulder. They had insisted that Finn should start calling them Dad and Daddy, like Rachel does.

"Hi," mouthed Rachel, her smile never left her sweet lips.

"Hi... You look amazing," he whispered back, totally in awe of her. He swore he could see Rachel's cheeks blushed. Finn wanted to pinch himself, to make sure that this was not just a beautiful dream. Even if it is, he doesn't want to ever wake up from it.

"Dearly beloved, we are gathered here today to join together Finn Nathanael Hudson and Rachel Barbara Berry in Holy Matrimony." The minister began to speak.

"If any person can show just cause why they may not be joined together, let them speak now or forever hold their peace." Boy, was he glad that Jacob Ben Israel wasn't invited to their wedding. That creep would totally object to this!

The minister continued, "In the years they have been together, their love and understanding of each other has grown and matured, and now they have decided to live their lives together as husband and wife. As Finn and Rachel prepare to join their lives, it is important to understand that everyone present has played a part in shaping their lives. And, will continue to play a vital role in their continuing future. And thus, we are here not only to witness their vows to each other, but to bestow upon them our blessing,"

Finn glanced at the guests and saw familiar faces in the crowd. His mom dabbed her eyes with a handkerchief, Burt Hummel at her side stroking her arms to comfort her; both looked extremely proud. Dad & Daddy were sniffing too, holding each other's hands. Mr Schue with Miss Pillsbury a.k.a Mrs Schue. He had to get used to calling her that! Mercedes, Tina, Brittany and even Santana tearing up, their joy obvious on their faces. Artie, Kurt, Mike and Matt grinning from ear to ear. Mrs Fretthold and Sean were here as well in his er… thingie. Sean had told Finn many many times on the name of his standing-up-wheelchair-thing but he kept on forgetting. He needed to listen more when Sean talked!

Finn felt a tug on his hands. He looked at his beautiful Rachel, smiling at him. Her eyes sparkled like millions of stars reside in it; he could easily get lost in her eyes. It's like a drug that clouded his mind and made him forget his own name. He is so whipped, as Puck would have put it.

"And now, it's time for the vows," the minister looked at Rachel. She nodded and took a deep breath. Finn could feel that she tightened her grip on his hands, and fixed her chocolate eyes on him. Was she nervous? He was the one who was supposed to be nervous!

"I don't know if you believe in love at first sight, but I knew from the first time I saw you that you are special to me…" she began. He felt his heart soar through his chest. Oh yeah, he believed in love at first sight. That happened to him when he saw Rachel - without him even realising it.

"It's as if these invisible forces - that I could not explain its existence - were pulling me towards you. It's like gravitation; it's definite, obvious, unambiguous, sure, crystal-clear. There was no use fighting it. You had my heart right there and then, and you still have my heart today," Rachel took a deep breath, trying to compose herself. The last thing she wanted was the mascara to run down her cheeks. Finn squeezed her hand lovingly. She held back the tear and continued.

"We went through so much together; we matured and grew as a couple and as individuals. We both had changed for the better; however, we managed to stay right where we were seven years ago: in love. That, I owe it all to you. You had shown me what it meant to love and be loved. You appreciated me for who I truly am, even though I often acted the way people would deemed as preposterous or outrageous," Finn made a mental note to check his thesaurus what those words actually meant.

"I couldn't thank you enough for keeping me grounded when my arrogance kicked in, for believing in me when I couldn't believe in myself, for letting me win most of our arguments even though you knew that you were right, for teaching me how to laugh at myself and relax, for showing me grace and forgiveness when I least deserved it, for loving me when I'm unlovable; and for being yourself – my strength, my inspiration, my star and the love of my life,"

A tear finally escaped her eyes. The feeling was too overwhelming to suppress, "People said that marriage required us to fall in love over and over again with the same person. I had experienced it with you. I fell even more in love with you each and everyday. I had dreamed of this day all my life – to stand here with you and write our wonderful story together. Thank you for making my dream came true. I promise I will make yours came true as well, even if it takes me a lifetime. I promise to love you, cherish you, take care of you and stay faithful to you. I am a very lucky person to have you as my life partner, my husband. I can't wait for our happily ever after to start,"

"I love you, Finn Hudson. Forever." she choked up at the last sentence.

There were no dry eyes in the room when she finished, even Finn and Rachel themselves. He contemplated on her vows for a second. What was she saying about her being the lucky one? He was the lucky one! Those things she said; it was supposed to be him who was saying it to her. She was his personal saviour. The light at the end of the tunnel. The four-leaf clover. The Promised Land. The pot of gold at the end of the rainbow. He was beyond 'lucky' to have her in his life, to have her love him this much.

She took his breath away, leaving him breathless. He loves her so much; it hurts sometimes (in a good, non-masochist way, of course).

Quinn handed Rachel a handkerchief and she started dabbing her eyes with it, not wanting to ruined her make up even more. Finn cleared his throat as he composed himself. He is ready to begin his vows.

***TBC***