So this is the reception chapter; I'm gonna do a honeymoon chapter after that and then probably a baby! If you have anymore ideas, just review. Two or three things I must say:

1. Sorry for not updating in a looooooong time; I feel awful! I was out of town, and I am very sorry.

2. I have a plan, but could always use some good, great fan ideas! I love you all, you are all awesome!

3. Please review!

Chapter 5

Finn P.O.V.

As we slid into the limo, I squeezed Santana's hand, "We're married!" I shouted, "How does it feel, Mrs. Hudson?"

"I feel great! I'm so happy right now; I hope Rachel doesn't come to the reception, though." Santana muttered.

"Yeah, that was a little crazy in the church…" My voice faded.

"Yeah, um, if she ever pulls a stunt like that again, she's a dead woman! You're mine!" Santana growled.

"Well, we are at the reception, so let's see." I whispered.

As we walked inside, everyone cheered; we were constantly congratulated and hugged by many people. I clung to Santana for support, and she did most of the talking; I was okay with that. I looked around and didn't see Rachel anywhere, which was good because we were angry at her. I'm pretty sure Santana would rip her eyes out if she came. Anyway, we were having a good meet and greet, when dinner was announced; the bridal party got to get their food first, so I followed Santana to the food table. We had shrimp, chicken, or steak, mashed potatoes, macaroni and cheese, which was my pick, a salad, Santana's pick, and pasta. Santana got the shrimp and I got the steak. We sat down and enjoyed our meal; our first meal as a married couple.

When dinner was over we had meet and greets, again! But, right after that, we cut the cake. The cake was five layers of chocolate cake with white buttercream icing, purple accents, and chocolate mousse on the inside, as well. We were cutting our cake just as another cake that must have been the groom's cake, because it was three layers shaped as a football, wheeled out. We were checking out the cake, and Santana asked me if I liked it. I told her how much I liked it, but was sort of distracted because something shot out of the cake. Out of the cake emerged… Rachel Berry! I somehow knew that this part was not planned by Santana. "Hello everyone, I hope it was a nice wedding; Finn, don't you like your little surprise?" Rachel shrilled.

"No, I hate it! I told you to just let me be happy; I was happy before you came!" I yelled.

"Well, I think your lying just because your wife is here. I think she forced you to marry her!" Rachel yelled.

"I saw the proposal happen, it was all Finn; Santana looked so surprised!" Mercedes blurted.

"Thank you, Mercedes!" Santana said, she hadn't said a thing since Rachel had popped out of the cake.

"I- don't- how could you pick her over me, you love me!" Rachel cried.

"We've been through this, I don't love you, now get out of here! Security!" I screamed.

The security went and dragged her out of the reception hall, "Well, I'm sorry about your cake, Finn, I'll buy you the same one for your birthday. Right now, though, let's eat our cake." Santana said, while holding the knife out to me.

We cut it together and stuffed the cake into each others faces. My face was especially messy. We enjoyed wiping it off our faces, but then it was time for the first dance. I took Santana's hand and we started to sway to "Open Arms" by Journey. I whispered in Santana's ear, "I'm very happy, now, Mrs. Hudson."

"I'm happy, too, especially since your mine for good." She whispered.

Sorry for the shortness of the chapter, I liked the idea, and some of you wanted to see this. I hope you enjoyed!

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-W-P08