Chapter 27

"We have a small problem." Rachel's made up face dropped.

"What do you mean 'we have a problem'?" Rachel asked with panic rising in her voice.

"Jessie St. Jerkoff is walking around, asking people if they know where you are." Santana informed her slowly, trying to play it off as though it weren't such a big deal. But it was exactly the opposite. "Also, the pastor called and he kind of can't make it; his wife went into labor." She added in before Rachel could get any angrier.

"Okay, I won't freak out." Rachel told herself, fanning her face and trying to keep the amount of stress that she was already feeling from rising to enormous levels. "My ass of an ex-boyfriend is present at my wedding and is walking around looking for me, and there's no pastor." She stated, "No big deal. We'll find a way around it, okay? We always do." She assured Santana, whom looked like she was freaking out just as much as she was. Maybe even more seeing as the wedding that she wanted to be planned perfectly was going awry.

"Also, the flowers that I ordered to put in the church around the altar never came in yet." Santana added as well, forgetting about it in the beginning.

"Santana, if there are any other problems you might want to tell me now before I go off the rails!" Rachel exclaimed, her voice being a bit shaky.

"One more." she hesitantly answered Rachel as she looked down at her buzzing phone. "The photographer just canceled."

"Okay, everything's going to be fine. Today is going to be perfect and nothing is going to change that. Everything is going to be okay. We'll find a way. We always find a way." She paced back and forth, holding one hand on her hip and the other on her forehead.

"You really think so?" Santana asked, following her with a worried expression. "Wow, you're taking this better than I expected."

"Of course I'm not okay with this, Santana! It's enough that I already have to deal with Jacob Ben Israel attending my wedding, and now this?" She exclaimed plopping down on the bench in front of the vanity. "My wedding day is ruined." She disappointedly admitted to herself. Placing her face in her hands, she felt Santana wrap her into a hug.

"Hey, don't cry, you'll mess up your makeup." Santana scolded. "Look at me. Your wedding day is far from being ruined. Yes, there might be some complications, but let me remind you of what you told me just the other day. You said it didn't matter where or how your wedding was set up. All that mattered to you was that you were going to be making the next step in your life with Finn." Santana reminded her.

"You're right." Rachel told her, wiping under eyes, where loose tears seemed to be held.

"I mean, I haven't talked to Puck in a while, but I'm pretty sure that Finn didn't go anywhere in the few minutes that I was away. Now, dry up those tears before we have to call Suzy back here, who's probably getting ready for your wedding right now, with her so very memorable husband." Santana added in with a chuckle, causing Rachel to join in. After taking a few seconds to calm down and catch her breath, Rachel watched as Santana stood up.

"Okay, we're going to have to go into plan b. Brittany and Quinn, you two will explain everything to the guests sitting in the church. If they ask questions, just tell them that we're working really hard on it. Rachel, you're going to stay exactly where you are and don't worry a single bit. And me, I'm going to go figure this entire situation out. All I have to say is that there's a lot of yelling in Spanish that is about to be done on this thing." She said, pointing to her phone.

After everything was said, the three girls left the room, leaving Rachel by herself once again. Walking over to the window, Rachel smiled at the big beautiful sky above. The gardens surrounding the area were absolutely beautiful. The flowers were bloomed to perfection; flowers of all different colors and sizes. The long concrete pathways around it made it even more beautiful. It was all topped off with a large fountain in the middle, surrounded by little benches. She knew with all her heart that she had made an amazing decision when she chose this location. At least one thing was going right today. She then got an idea.

Lifting up the window, she looked down and confirmed her assumption that she could reach the ground. Maneuvering herself, she grabbed the ends of her dress in her hands, closed her eyes, and jumped out of the window. She instantly regretted not thinking to take off her heels when she fell forward, only to catch herself with her hands at the last minute. Making sure that no one would catch her or see her, clutched the ends of her long white dress tighter as she started on one of the many pathways in the garden.

Running her hand gently against one of the light pink flowers, she smiled to herself. This was absolutely perfect. She was so relieved to be able to get out of that small room. If she would've actually listened to Santana's instructions for her to stay all alone in that room, she would've had a panic attack. Breathing in the fresh air really seemed to calm her down, especially from the high levels of stress and panic she was feeling from all of the chaos. Being out here cleared her mind from all of that, and gave her time to think and breath.

"Rachel?" a voice stopped her dead in her tracks. So much for not getting caught by anyone, she thought to herself.

The voice was of a woman, a very familiar one at that. Turning around, Rachel took into view a woman; a woman who she remembered clearly.

"Shelby, what are you doing here?" Rachel asked, surprised to see the woman whom she had yelled at all of those months ago. She wanted to get in touch with her ever since she got back from the incident, but she didn't; maybe due to a lack of trying. But now she was here, walking towards Rachel.

"I'm not trying to crash, I promise." She held out her hands, trying to assure Rachel, as she sat next to her on a bench by the flowers. "Hiram and Leroy invited me. I'm sorry; I should've asked if you were okay with it before I showed up out of the blue again. It's just that, when you find out your, I guess daughter is the word, is getting married, you just have to be there."

"No, it's fine." Rachel replied. An idea then clicked into her head. "I've actually been meaning to talk to you."

"Really?" she asked, "About, if I may ask?"

"About that day…" she hoped she'd be open to talk like Rachel wanted her to be. "…that I yelled at you." She continued, waiting for a response. Anything would do for her, even the smallest facial expression or body movement. Shelby nodded her head.

"I should apologize for that. I should've gotten in touch with you first so you could make the decision of allowing me a conversation before just showing up like I did with your parents that day." She explained.

"No, you don't have to apologize. If anyone should be apologizing, it's me." Rachel told her, "I didn't understand anything then. But now, I do." Shelby gave her a questionable look.

"I talked to Mr Schu-"she stopped herself, "Will. I think if I would've been in your position, at that age, I would've done the same thing. And I would be saying the same thing if I would've stayed and actually let you talk to me." She paused to catch a breath. "I'm sure you heard from my fathers about what happened to me a few months ago."

"Yes, I did." She replied with a soft voice, but her face looked saddened.

"Well, there was a moment where I honestly thought that I was done with. I thought I was going to die, and when I thought of all the people that I would never get the chance to say goodbye to, you were one." She told her, continuing, "To this day, I still have no idea how I managed to get out alive. But, once I did, I realized that I needed to live life to the fullest and make things right with the people in my life. I realized that I had to make things right with you. I'm just so sorry for the lack of communication and actually trying to get in touch with you. I just really needed you to know that I'm sorry for that day and if I could take it all back I would. I'd let you sit me down and tell me the story from your perspective and I'd let you explain why you couldn't be my mom at that time. " Rachel explained to the teared-up older version of herself.

"Thank you." Shelby smiled.

"For what?" Rachel asked, confused. Shelby let a tear spilled from her made-up eye and began.

"I remember being that sixteen year old girl in the hospital and seeing the nurse hand you over to Hiram and Leroy. At that moment, I thought that that would be it; they'd just walk off with you and start their lives as your fathers. But, they didn't. Hiram walked over to me and Will with you in his arms; all wrapped up in a pink blanket." Shelby let out a small chuckle as another tear left her eye. "He leaned over and placed a peacefully asleep you in my arms. Holding you, I was absolutely terrified that I wasn't making the right decision for you. For the longest time, I thought the right thing to do was keeping you and raising you as my own daughter. But you just proved to me that I made the right choice." She smiled.

"I know that your dads wanted an absolute closed adoption, but as time went on I think I pushed myself into your life. It also helped that Hiram and Leroy are very understanding people. So, they'd tell me every time you achieved. Then, I took a teaching job at Carmel High, coaching Vocal Adrenaline. Attending Sectionals was the first time that I actually physically saw you since that day in the hospital. I don't know if I was more mesmerized with the fact that your voice was outstanding or that you were exactly like me. Then, I saw pictures of your graduation day from Facebook and your fathers told me that you were going to medical school in New York City." "Now here we are. You're a resident in Pediatrics and you're getting married to the love of your life, and your long-time best friend as your fathers keep telling me. You look absolutely stunning in your dress and I couldn't be more proud of you and the decision that I made to let you live this amazing life. Because, if I would've went with what I wanted at that time and kept you, you would've probably been living in a cramped apartment in New York, your mother would never be home because she'd be working from paycheck to paycheck to support you, you wouldn't know Finn Hudson, college and medical school would be out of the question, and you'd probably end up like me; a teen mom. Thank you so much Rachel, you've made me as proud as a woman can get by seeing how amazing her biological daughter is." She let out as the tears ran down her cheeks. Reaching over, Rachel wrapped Shelby into a tight loving embrace.

"Thank you for the choices that you made, Shelby. Because, no offense but teen motherhood would not look good on me, and a life without my Finny isn't a life worth living." Rachel laughed, causing Shelby to laugh with her.

"I brought you a gift." Shelby remembered, digging into the pocket of her blue dress. Pulling out a small box, wrapped with a small light pink bow, she handed it to Rachel.

Smiling, Rachel took it and opened it. Pulling the cover back revealed a royal blue cameo necklace, which was very antique looking and beautiful according to Rachel.

"Wow, this is so beautiful Shelby." Rachel said in amazement.

"Consider it a family heirloom." She smiled, watching her daughter pick it up in her hands to get a better look. "My mother gave it to me before she passed away. She told me to give it to my daughter and so on."

"Do you mind?" Rachel asked, holding up the necklace by her neck.

"Sure." Shelby said getting up and helping her put it on. Once it was placed around her neck, they both sat there and admired how beautiful the necklace looked on her. "I'm so honored, Shelby. Thank you so much for giving me my 'something blue'." Rachel smiled when Shelby's face lit up.

"Really?"

"Absolutely." She smiled as her mother wrapped her into another embrace. The moment was short-lived when Santana's played through the air.

"Rachel?!"

"Oh-oh. There's possibly going to be a lot of yelling in the next few minutes. You might want to cover your ears." Rachel warned Shelby as they both got up from the bench and Santana was standing in front of them.

"That's my cue to go into the church." She chuckled as she gave Rachel a quick kiss on the cheek and made her exit.

"Do you not realize that we have all been looking for you for like 20 minutes?" Santana asked. "Was I speaking Spanish when I asked you to stay in the room while we were all out getting things prepared for your wedding?" She then started lecturing Rachel in Spanish.

"Okay, Santana I get it. I'm sorry; I just needed some fresh air and time away from all of that stress. If I would've stayed in there longer I would've passed out and ruined my hair." Rachel explained herself.

"Whatever, let's go before your late to your own wedding." Santana said grabbing Rachel's wrist and tugged her forward as Shelby followed behind them. They were then caught up with Brittany and Quinn who seemed to have relieved faces.

"What's the plan?" Rachel asked. "What did you come up with, Santana?" Santana stopped and turned to her with a look of frustration.

"Don't be mad at me. I have no idea what we're going to do, Rachel. There's a whole crowd of people in that church right there waiting to see you and Finn get married. I've called everyone and I cannot find a pastor for anything. I've called everyone and no one is available right now." They stopped in the middle of the grass behind the church. If their surrounding weren't so beautiful, Rachel would've totally freaked out.

"Don't freak out…" she said to herself before her knees began to give out and her eyes rolled backwards.

"Bride going down!" Quinn exclaimed, before Santana reached forward and grabbed her before she could hit the ground.

As Rachel stood up on her feet and regained her balance, her vision cleared and she caught the sight of a group of men walking over Santana's shoulder. She recognized one of them as Puck, and the other as Sam. That's when she saw the other man. He was very tall and slender and he was wearing a black tuxedo.

"Finn?" Rachel called out in a low voice to where only the people around her could hear. Unfortunately, Santana caught it and turned around to see the guys.

"Oh, hell no!" Santana exclaimed. It was too late, the guys were moving towards the girls in the grass. Before anything else could be done, Rachel lifted the ends of her dress and slowly walked her way to the tall and extremely handsome man in the tux that made him look even hotter.

With a big smile on her face, she watched as Finn's face dropped in amazement and he placed a hand over his heart pretending that she stopped it from beating by her looks. He started to walk up to her as well, which shortened the distance to him. Her heart was beating out of her chest.

Once she was standing right in front of him, she smiled as she took in his scent. He was wearing her favorite scented cologne. He looked absolutely handsome. This made her smile even more. She now realized that this was just what she needed. Those two other nights of worrying for this moment vanished, just like all of the stress and chaos from earlier. Now, she was just here, standing in front of the guy whom she wanted to marry already. What was everyone else waiting for? Oh right, they didn't have anyone to marry them. Oh well, he looked too handsome to even care.

"Rachel Berry, you're the most beautiful woman in the whole entire world. What in the world did a guy like me do to be able to be getting married to you, princess?" Finn whispered as she took him into her embrace.

"You're the most handsome man in the whole entire world. If I don't marry you already, I think I might go insane!" Rachel said the last part so the others could hear her. "I really missed you. I never want to spend another night away from you." She whispered, resting her head on his shoulder.

"I missed you too, baby girl, and you won't ever have to. We have the rest of our lives to spend together. Are you ready, because I'm pretty sure that a whole entire day of hoping that this moment would come has made me more than ready?" she smiled at how enthusiastic he was, even more as she realized she felt the exact same way all day.

"What are we going to do?" Rachel asked.

"I don't know." Finn answered honestly. "But we're getting married today, that's for sure. We'll find a way. We always find a way." He assured her.

Santana smiled knowing that Rachel had said that earlier, her smile widened realizing that Rachel got the saying from Finn.

"Well, I got ordained a few years ago to perform a wedding in Vegas, does that count?" Puck asked.

"Dude, are you seriously just telling us this right now?" Finn asked.

"It slipped my mind." He shrugged his shoulders. Finn started in Puck's direction, being stopped as Rachel placed her hand on his shoulder. She gave him a look, saying it wasn't worth it.

"Santana, this is the last option?' Rachel asked again, making sure that there weren't any other options. Having Puck hold her wedding wasn't exactly her first option.

"Trust me when I say that if there was another option, Noah Puckerman would be so far out of the decision." She assured her.

"Then let's do this." Finn said, smiling down at Rachel. "Let's get married."

"Wait…" she replied, looking across the yard. There were three oak trees lined up, similar to her backyard. She then got an idea. "Follow me?" she stated, walking toward the middle one. Stopping, she reached out her hands and guided Finn to stand in front of her. Grabbing Puck's hand, she pulled him in front of the two of them.

She had to take a few seconds to remember how her friends were aligned, but once she did, she lined up Santana, Brittany, Quinn, and Sam in the places they were in all of those years ago. Confident in her work, she smiled and returned back to Finn. Just like all of the other friends, he looked at her with a confused look on his face. Then he caught on.

Quinn was the first of their friends to catch on. She smiled as she watched Rachel and Finn.

"I don't know about Santana's plastic jewelry, but I could probably go inside and ask to borrow my mom's shoes." Quinn joked, causing the rest of the friends to catch on.

"Wait." Santana smiled. "Brittany was standing in front of me." Rachel watched as they switched spots.

"Everything's perfect." Rachel smiled, turning to Finn and grabbing both of his hands. "Are you ready?"

"I've been ready from the moment I met you." He replied, making her tear up. She had no idea how she thought that she wouldn't cry in this moment.

"Well then, I guess that's my cue." Puck began. "But before we start, Finn, this is your last chance. Say the word, and I'll save you from this mistake. We could be in the nearest bar within minutes."

"Are you being serious right now?" Rachel asked, glaring at him. "Fine." Puck rolled his eyes in reply.

"Let's get started." He began. "Just a warning, I've only done this when I was drunk one weekend in Vegas, so I have no idea what to say."

"As long as you marry us, you can say whatever you want." Finn told him.

"As long as you marry us, you can say whatever you want that won't get you backhanded by me." Rachel corrected him.

"Okay, Ladies and gentle-man," he began smiling at Sam," We are all joined here for the gone-horribly-wrong wedding of Finn Hudson and Rachel Berry." After getting a laugh everyone, he continued. "I think we can all agree that this day is still a little unexpected. Not only because of the tragic bad luck that the two of you had, but because none of us even imagined that the two of you would become more than friends. I guess I'm a little disappointed that I won't have a place as his wingman anymore, and we probably won't get to stay out past 1 anymore." He admitted.

"But, to be honest, I'm excited for you. If anyone deserves this life, it's the two of you. You two have been through so much in the past, and to know that we're here seeing the two of you standing here, rather than Rachel being gone and Finn being completely wasted and broken, it's amazing." He paused to let Rachel catch a breath. "Unfortunately, like I said before, I don't know that much about weddings; because like normal dudes, I try to avoid it. But, if I were to know that much, I'm pretty sure this is where you guys say your vows."

"I'll go first." Finn intervened. "I just hope it'll be good enough to outdo my wedding proposal." Everyone laughed, including Rachel. Smiling at her as she wiped a few stray tears from her eyes, he began.

"When I first began writing my vows, I didn't know where to begin. There were so many things that I could've said to express just how much I feel for you. But, at the same time, there weren't enough. Then, I freaked out when we got closer to today and I still didn't have anything down. So I looked up love poems on the internet and decided that I'd find one to describe how I felt and I'd write around it. That didn't work either. I realized that none of those poems described how I felt about you. I realized that we are our own poem. Or more or less, our own love story. The book opened when I ran into you that day at the gym. When you, the little stubborn girl that you were, stole my ball and opened my eyes to a new path in my life. That path being the same path that led us to where we are now. We're standing in front of each other and exchanging our vows on a wedding day that went so crazy." He paused as sniffled as she laughed. "Today's the day that I want you to join me in writing this amazing story that has come so far. Today, I want you to be my partner in writing the next chapter in a love story that will never end. It doesn't matter if we run out of ink, or if the story may start to drag on. We'll keep at it because I know that that's how strong my love for you is. So, if you will, please take this ring and be the best writing partner that I can ever have." he said, wiping a small tear from his eyes as he turned to Puck, who in return turned to Rachel for her to begin her vows. That's exactly what she did.

"I absolutely knew that you were going to blow me away with your vows. I knew it from the moment you went all out with that incredibly romantic proposal that you gave me. You always did have a way with words, Finn Hudson." Rachel laughed as she wiped the tears from under her eyes, trying not to ruin her makeup.

"I, like you, also had a panic attack in the beginning of writing my vows. I had no idea where to begin. There were so many things that I wanted to fit into that small blank piece of paper. We would be here for hours if I had written down everything. So I decided that I had to find a trigger in my emotions. I had to find something that could inspire my writing. Unlike your incredible idea to write around a poem, I found my inspiration in an object that was sitting on my desk in my old room. It was one of the first pictures taken of us, actually. It's the picture where I'm shoving a sandwich in your mouth at that picnic we convinced your mother to let us have, even though it was totally about to storm outside." She laughed, as Finn shook his head and joined in with her.

"I remember that." He said.

"The sky is literally black in the background and we're both just sitting there without a care in the world." Rachel explained to her friends who were laughing as well. "I saw that picture and realized just what I wanted to say in my vows. So here goes nothing, Finn Hudson."

"I remember when I was a little girl, I asked my father about how he met my other father. Like any parent, they both sat me down and explained the story to me. I was so intrigued because you could just see the happiness on their faces as they explained. I was like 5 at the time, and I think that was the first time that I became familiar with love. I wanted it. I wanted to feel the same way as my fathers were feeling in that moment. So, I remember asking my daddy, when was I going to be able to have what he and my daddy had. What he told me then stuck with me, and to this day it gives me the absolute chills. He told me that my soulmate was somewhere walking around on the earth at that moment. And that when the right time came around, we would run into each other and live happily ever after, just like my father and him."

"So, of course, that was on the back of my mind at all times. Every time I would leave the house, I would look all over the place for my 'soulmate'. I think at one point, I saw a boy in the grocery store when I was out shopping with my dads and I pointed him out and asked my dad if he was the one. I got so frustrated when they both laughed at me and shook their heads. My dad realized my frustration so he sat me down and told me that whenever I found my soulmate, I would get this feeling in my heart that would let me know that they were the real deal."

"I stopped looking, but the thought that the person I was going to marry and fall deeply in love with was walking the same ground as I was at that moment gave me the absolute chills. So, I kept it on the backburner in my mind. Then, a few years later, I met you. The boy who went from making my blood boil to becoming my absolute best friend. And after, Jessie St. James came along and he made me feel a certain way in my heart that I thought described everything that my dad told me. So, I began to believe that he was my soulmate. I got so caught up in the thought that I had found the right one who could love me, I let him manipulate me into to doing things that I would've never done on my own. I let him say things to me that I knew weren't the things a guy in love would say to a girl. I made excuses because I thought that he was my soulmate. I trusted him with everything, including something that I should've never given him; my virginity."

"He then decided that I wasn't pretty enough for his big Broadway image, so he cheated with and dumped me for the first bottle blonde that he met during the local summer production of Les Miserables. My heart was shattered and at that moment, I lost hope. I thought if a guy was capable of doing that to me and my heart, why would I want to spend the rest of my life searching for a guy? A guy who could just do the same thing to me that he had."

"There was something that I didn't know. I was always so blind. My soulmate, the one who I spent years and years wondering about, the one that was walking anywhere on this very earth, was always right beside me. He was always the one at lunch who sat right across from me, going on and on about the day as I drowned him out while looking among all of the other guys in hopes of finding the one. He was the one who stood by my side and wiped away my tears after Jessie broke my heart into a million pieces. He was the one who actually listened to me when I had troubles, and gave me advice when I needed it. My soulmate, was Finn Hudson; the Mr. Popularity high school quarterback who also happened to be my best friend. My soulmate was the guy who used to cause a lot of girls to come up to me ask if I could get him to ask them out. The guy who I used to see as my older gross brother and found absolutely disgusting when someone would tell me that I would make a cute girlfriend for him." Rachel laughed as she wiped her eyes, looking up to Finn who had a touched smile playing on his face and tears that were built up in his eyes.

"I wish it wouldn't have taken as long as it had to realize that you are my soulmate, Finn Hudson. If I could go back in time and fix all of it, I would. But then again, I love our story. And I love everything that is in store for us. I'm the luckiest girl in the entire world. Not only because I fell in love with you, and I get to spend the rest of my life with the most amazing man; but simply because I get the chance to say every day that I fell in love with my best friend." She finished as she wiped the stray tears under her eyes.

"That was beautiful." Puck complimented, trying to hide the emotion that was obviously present in his voice. Noticing, everyone flashed him an amused face before he continued. "Okay, let's get to the real action here." Throwing Finn a look at his pocket, Finn responded with understanding. Reaching into his pocket, Finn pulled out a black box, which looked entirely similar to the box which contained Rachel's engagement ring. Opening it up, was a silver wedding band with small diamonds around the front, which was sculpted to curve where the diamond on her engagement ring would go. It was absolutely beautiful to her.

"Finn Hudson, do you take Rachel Berry as your beloved wife?"

"I do." Finn answered with all of the confidence in the world, holding the ring before her.

Grabbing her engagement ring, she quickly slid it on her right ring finger and looked to Finn with tears threatening to spill. Placing her left hand in both of his, he placed the band on her left ring finger and then spoke.

"I, Finn Hudson, give you, Rachel Berry, this ring as an eternal symbol of my love and commitment to you." He smiled his famous half smile, and her heart melted. Santana tapped on her shoulder, which interrupted her. She hand her the black box that she had been keeping in her bra. Opening it, she pulled out a slightly larger simple silver wedding band. Taking Finn's left hand in hers, she looked up to him, and took a deep breath.

"Do you Rachel Berry take Finn Hudson as your beloved groom?"

"I do!" she exclaimed, causing everyone to laugh. Sliding the ring on his finger, she smiled at it and closed her eyes to savor the moment before them.

"I, Rachel Berry, give you, Finn Hudson, this ring as an eternal symbol of my love and commitment to you." She repeated.

"Well, by the power invested in me and the state of Las Vegas, I now pronounce you husband and wife." Puck said, causing everyone to laugh at the fact that he mentioned Las Vegas as a state. "You may now kiss your bride." He told Finn, giving him a wink.

"I love you, Mrs. Hudson."

"I love you too, Mr. Hudson." They both whispered quickly before Finn took her into a loving embrace and gave her a kiss, in which she was waiting for, for the longest time. This was it, they were finally married. Their lives were finally ready to begin, and Rachel couldn't have been happier.

"Now it's time to go do some explaining to the large crowd in the church." Santana smiled at the happy couple, ruining the moment.

Dropping her smile a little, Rachel turned to Santana and gave her a 'you're right' look.

"Also, as far as we all know, St. James is still out there looking for you." Quinn added, which caused Finn's face to turn to them.

"What?" he asked, looking down at Rachel.

"Don't freak out…" Rachel said slowly. "Jessie's sort of here and is looking for me. I managed to get away and haven't seen him yet." She explained.

"We'll deal with it as it comes. You are finally my wife and I'm not going to let anything get in the way of that. Today is our day. Let's go get through the rough part so we can get to the fun." Finn winked holding out his left hand for Rachel to take.

"You know, that ring looks mighty sexy on you, Finn Hudson." She laughed, as she grabbed his hand and began walking to the church with him, as their friends followed closely behind.

"Let's do this, wifey." He smiled down at her.

"Let's do this, husband-dy?" she asked laughing. "We have the rest of our lives to work on it." She assured him.

"Agreed."

Here's a couple of the wedding looks, so you can have a better picture of what they looked like in my mind. (For the links, copy and paste it into the search bar and add polyvore dot com with a slash before the link)

Rachel~ wedding_look/set?id=159159046

Finn~ wedding_look/set?id=168622767

Santana~ /bridesmaid_look/set?id=168630324

Quinn~ bridesmaid_look/set?id=168632162

Brittany~ bridesmaid_look/set?id=168637483

Sam and Puck~ wedding_look/set?id=159159046

Mandy from Rachel's dream~ crazy_wedding_look/set?id=168642511 (I know all of you have been anxiously curious to see what Mandy looks like. This is her! She doesn't look crazy at all!)

Hope you all enjoy. Sorry for the huge writer's block. I Just haven't had that much inspiration lately. That'll change! Review and let me know what you think!