HELLO SWEETIESSS!

So sorry for making you wait so much time but real life can be quite busy and messy and it sure was for me this last month (and still is!)! Between university, a pretty sweet interniship I'm about to start, family, friend, etc, etc, etc I had so little time to write this chapter. But finally, FINALLY, I finished it this morning! So thank you for all of you who stuck up with me and my story and for every single one of you who reviewed my last chapter. You really are a blessing and I can't describe in word just how much I appreciate your support and your kind words!

The next chapter will be the LAST one but I'm planning about doing a sequel so worry not. The only thing is that I really can't tell you when I'll update it but I promise you that I'll try not to make you wait this much for it! And now...

You're cordially invited to celebrate the wedding of Mercedes Jones and Arthur Abrams

Disclaimer: I don't own nothing. Nor Glee, nor 'I won't give up' (Jason Mraz), not 'You're still the one' (Shania Twain), nor 'Dancing in the dark' (Bruce Springsteen). Sob sob sob. The only thing I own here are the mistakes! LOL

Rachel got out from the suite's bathroom in a white fluffy robe, playing with her freshly-made coiffure, and gasped in awe when she saw her.

"Oh my God, Mercedes. You are beautiful" the petite brunette cooed. The ebony beauty was standing in the middle of the room, smiling brightly while her mother, her sister and some other relatives were helping her getting ready.

Her pure white dress had a sweetheart neckline that hugged the woman's blooming curves perfectly and the bodice was beautifully creased while the skirt fell softly around her , creating a little trail behind her.

But the future Broadway star couldn't say anything else more because Kurt slapped her hand and threatened her "If you don't stop playing with your hair, I will cut your hands off! You know I mean it, Rachel Berry!", making the petite brunette gasp and frown. Then the groomsman (who was only there to help the girls with their hair), with his perfect black suit, red tie and cream-coloured pocket-handkerchief, turned to see the bride-to-be and smiled fondly at her, saying sincerely "Mercedes, dear, you are a vision. I'm quite sure that Artie will die as soon as he will see you in all your beauty".

Mercedes snorted and replied with a "Well, let's just hope not! I have to marry him after all… But I can't assure you that he will still be alive after tonight. Let's just say that skinny boy is one lucky man to have all this goodness to hold on to" that had all the people in the room laugh out loud.

When they all calmed down a little and the photographer started to take some picture at Mercedes, Kurt looked at Rachel and stated "Go put your dress on. The others are basically ready; you're the last one", which made Rachel ran out quick from the room: she really didn't want to be the one to ruin her friends' wedding ceremony by being late!

About half an hour later, the bridesmaid were entering in Mercedes' suite. They were absolutely gorgeous in their bright red strapless knee-length dress. The skirt fell in gently frills and a cream-coloured band with a cute bow hugged their waist. When the curvy woman saw them, she couldn't help but gush over them, crying a little and stating that they were all so beautiful.

Mercedes really couldn't believe that she was finally getting married today with the love of her life and, as soon as she told that, her mother opened the waterworks and only some lovingly bitching from both her daughters managed to calm her down.

After taking some pictures all together, they helped Mercedes into the car that would take her and her dad to the Japanese Garden and the group hopped in Britt's car, following Mona's SUV to the location, all bouncing excitedly (well… not Santana; but you could tell that she was really happy for their friends too!).

The whole group arrived at the garden, ushers leaded the women in the Tea Room where they would meet their boyfriends and finally get the whole ceremony started. When they stepped in the room, the men all stopped talking, giving their undivided attention to the girls, only to start talking right after, complimenting them profusely (especially Mercedes, of course).

Puck's breath caught in his throat when he looked at her girlfriend, who was smiling brightly at him and pecked lightly his cheek, brushing one thumb over it to clean any possible trace of lipstick. "Shit, B. You're beautiful" he said as if he couldn't fathom just how much beautiful she looked and how lucky he was. She beamed at him and reply coyly "Thank you, Noah. You are very handsome as well. I love you in suit and tie; so dashing", passing gently one hand on the red tie.

Mercedes cleared her voice so everyone who was gushing on their respective partner would look at her and stated "Love the love right now but I'm supposed to get married. Could we please cut the crap and keep going?", making her friends chucking while taking their places. They waited for an usher to escort Mercedes' mother to her place before starting the processional.

As the string quartet started to play a quiet symphony, the bridal party walked slowly down the aisle: Sam and Quinn, Santana and Brittany, Finn and Marley, Mike and Tina, Blaine and Kurt and, at last, Rachel and Noah. Artie was waiting at the wedding arbour and smiling brightly as his friends were walking and winked at them. Rory was standing proudly next to him, patting his shoulder.

Right after them, the ring bearer and the flower girl strolled down the aisle. They were an adorable little boy, who was the son of one of Mercedes' cousins and wasn't more than 5 years old, in a cute baby suit and with a white pillow with the rings tied on it in his hands, and a cute girl, Artie's younger cousin who was barely 8, with bright blue eyes and dressed in a satin red dress, spreading white petals in the aisle.

When the children took their seat and the maid of honour took her place next the wedding arbour, the quartet started to play "At last" as Mercedes appeared on her father's arm, her eyes immediately finding Artie's and beaming at him.

Rachel couldn't help but look at him; he was so happy he was basically glowing. He was starting at her soon-to-be-wife with misty eyes and a huge grin on his face. He was fidgeting with his hands and his eyes didn't leave his fiancè once as if he couldn't see anything other than his girl. Rachel smiled warmly at him and looked at the bride, who had misty eyes as well and was squeezing her father's arm.

Finally, Trent kissed his daughter and patted Artie's shoulder, leaving the two lovebirds looking at each other and whispering sweet I love you's.

The minister smiled kindly and started "Dearly beloved, we are gathered together here in sight of God, and in the face of this company, to join together this man and this woman in Holy Matrimony". He continued to talk about the love that linked the two in front of him while the two kept glancing at each other and smiling broadly.

As Rachel listened to the priest talking, she could help but looking at the beautiful setting. They were in a shaded area, surrounded by trees, with a pond in sight and the gently background noise of a waterfall. That place was idyllic. Even the people who were simply strolling around the park, hushed their voices in respect of the ceremony that was taking place.

Rachel's full attention went back to the priest and his friends when the minister said "Into this holy union, Artie and Mercedes now come to be joined. If any of you can show just cause why they may not lawfully be married, speak now; or else for ever hold your peace".

Mercedes shot a hot glare to the guests and the bridal party as if she dared them to say something, making them snicker. The celebrant chuckled a little as well and stated "Very well. Mercedes, will you have this man to be your husband, to live together in the covenant of marriage? Will you love him, comfort him, honour and keep him, in sickness and in health, and, forsaking all others, be faithful to him as long as you both shall live?"

"I will" replied Mercedes confidently and glancing with a soft smile at Artie.

"Arthur, will you have this woman to be your wife, to live together in the covenant of marriage? Will you love her, comfort her, honour and keep her, in sickness and in health, and, forsaking all others, be faithful to her as long as you both shall live?" the priest asked the groom as well.

"I will" he said; a happy grin on his face.

The priest looked around and, talking to their families and friends, asked "Will all of you witnessing these promises and do all in your power to uphold these two persons in their marriage?", nodding in satisfaction when they all answered "We will".

The priest asked the ring bearer to give him rings, blessing the wedding bands, and asked to Mercedes to repeat after him the vows, looking at her as she was taking in her hands the ring that would have officially make Artie her husband.

With a shaky voice and following the priest's lead, she said "I, Mercedes Jones, give to you, Arthur Abrams this ring as a symbol of my commitment. To love, honour and respect you with all that I am always" while putting the band on his annular and smiling at him, trying to stop the tears from falling.

Then, the groom said as well "I, Arthur Abrams, give to you Mercedes Jones, this ring as a symbol of my commitment. To love, honour and respect you with all that I am, always". He slid the ring in Mercedes' hand and kissed it lovingly while she wiped away one tear that escaped from her eyes.

Rachel was trying to looking out for a tissue in her clutch as she sobbed quietly but Tina tapped her shoulder and offered one of hers (the Asian woman was fully crying from at least a couple of minutes). The petite brunette nodded at her friend to thank her and dabbed her eyes, looking in front of her at Kurt, who was doing the same thing. Then, she looked at her boyfriend, who was staring right at her, smirking. She smiled and mouthed "I love you", smiling even brighter when he winked at her.

After a brief blessing, the celebrant finally stated "I now with divine blessings and the authority vested in me by the State of California, joyfully pronounce you husband and wife. You may kiss your bride!" and the two happily kissed while their guests clapped and cheered, happy for this union.

The newlyweds grinned at their guests and walked down the aisle hand in hand, with the bridal party on their wake. When they entered in the Tea room, the group of friends immediately threw themselves on them, hugging, kissing and congratulating them for finally tying the knot until the photographer went in an the group followed him outside for the photo shoot.

After the pictures with the bridesmaids were taken, it was the guys' turn so Rachel spent her time looking around with a big smile on her face: that place was absolutely perfect and beautiful.

Her gaze fell on the ring bearer, who was crouched down dangerously close to the pond with a sad expression while his parents were talking with other people, giving the back to the boy, and his siblings were playing tails not far from them. Rachel walked to him and crouched down herself, saying gently "Hello. You are Jamie, right?".

The boy looked at her with his big black eyes and Rachel couldn't help but smiled at him when he nodded quickly and answered coyly "Yes, I'm Jamie. What's your name?". He was precious: short curly black hair covered his head, he had a cute little button nose and his chubby cheeks begged to be pinched lovingly.

"I'm Rachel. What are you looking at?" she asked curiously, diverting her gaze to where several koi fishes were swimming in the shallow pond. He said excitedly "The fishes! They're so big. And I really want to feed them just like those people are doing", indicating a couple of people in front of them who were in their same position but with their hands in the water, "but my mum said that I can't because I would wet my shirt". His face fell at that and the brunette woman felt her heart break at the sight. So she took a decision and stated "If you sit down a little bit further from the edge, I'll go talk with your parents until they say yes, okay?".

Jamie nodded excitedly and did as she told him, a huge grin on her face that made her chuckle all the way to his parents. She approached his father and tapped lightly on his shoulder. He turned around and Rachel was surprised to see that he didn't look much older than her… maybe she got it wrong earlier when Mercedes told her who the boy's parents were. However she decided to give it a try and said "Good afternoon, I'm Rachel Berry. You are Jamie's father, am I correct?". "Yes, you're correct. I'm Matt Rutherford. Did Jamie do something to bother you?" the man threw a glance to the child who was looking at them intensively.

She smiled brightly at him and assured him "Oh no, he's a very well-behaved child. I know that this might seems like an odd request but I'd really like to feel the koi carps and I don't want to do that alone. I asked Jamie but he informed me that he can't because it will ruin his attire. Now, if I promise to help him and make everything in my power to keep his clothes dry and safe, would you let him feed the fishes with me, please?".

The father was trying to keep himself from laughing, Rachel could tell, but she just kept wearing her big smile until he asked "Aren't you a bridesmaid? Shouldn't you be taking picture with the others right now?". Rachel glanced at their friends and saw that the groom was still taking pictures with the guys so she simply answered "I'm not needed there right now and I'd really like to feed the fishes". And that threw the father in a fit of laughter that lasted until he said "God, I knew J was convincing but I never thought he was that good!" and finally agreed to let the child feed the carps.

Rachel beamed at him and hugged him quickly before running to gram some fish feed and get back to Jamie who was now on his feet, jumping in happiness. Rachel helped the child roll the sleeve of his shirt up and passed the feed in his little hand, holding him as he crunched down again and set his hand in the water, giggling when the fishes arrived to eat from his hand.

Jamie was absolutely thrilled and described in every single detail the feeling of the fishes eating from his hands. That was until the food was over and she had to go back and take some more pictures with both the newlyweds so she wiped the boy's hand and forearm with a tissue before fixing the sleeve of the shirt.

She was about to get up when Jamie threw his arms around her, holding her with all the strength that a five-year-old boy could have, and said gratefully "Thank you so, so, so much Rachel. That was so much fun!". The woman hugged him back and kissed him in the temple, saying as she got up and caressed his cheek "I'm really happy you had fun, Jamie. You are a very handsome and polite young man. It was a pleasure talking to you".

"You are very pretty too" he muttered coyly, blushing lightly, which made him earn another kiss on the head before she walked away to where her boyfriend was calling for her.

Noah slid an arm around her as soon as she arrived next to him and questioned "Babe, what was that?", a small smirk on his face, but Rachel just shrugged her shoulder and kissed his lips lightly before nuzzling her nose against his and smiling happily against his lips. She felt him tightening his hold on her, his breathing warm on her; she melted in his embrace, inhaling deeply his familiar scent. Then a click went off.

They turned just to find the photographer looking at them with a smile. "That's a great picture, believe me" he stated, clicking several buttons on his camera. Mercedes rolled her eyes "Yeah, yeah, we all know how cute they are. Now, Diva and Puckerman, bring your white asses right here so we can finish the photo shoot and go eat 'cause this bride is freaking hungry!", which made everyone laugh out loud. Of course, they did like she ordered: they didn't want to be on the end of a furious bride's wrath! Especially when the bride is Mercedes!

The reception was running smoothly. The hotel did a wonderful job with the decoration and the food was absolutely delicious. The DJ, from his position next to the makeshift dance floor, was playing the music softly, giving the opportunity for the guests to chat without yelling. But, soon enough, she announced "Ladies and gentlemen, it's time for the newlyweds to dance for the first time as Mrs. and Mr. Abrams. But first some members of the bridal party wants to tell something to them".

Rachel, Kurt, Quinn, Blaine and Tina got up from their seats and took their place next the DJ, smiling when they saw the confused expression that their friends were rocking. The petite brunette took the microphone, while the others were getting ready behind her and setting the right height of some microphone stands, and said "Mercedes and Artie. When you first told us that you two were getting married, you also told us that you didn't want anything more than our presence and participation and we reluctantly agreed. However, we decided that we had to homage your genuine and strong love with something absolutely perfect, in a way or another. And, if there is something I... I mean, we" Rachel made a face, which made the freshly married couple and all the room laugh, "do perfectly is sing. So, we decided not to give you something material but to give you a moment. Your first dance. Please, get up and enjoy".

As soon as the Abrams took their place in the middle of the dance floor, the first chords of "I won't give up" started. The lights dimmed and a spotlight illuminated the couple while they started to sway following the rhythm, holding one another and smiling as if they were the only people in the room.

When the second chorus came along, some others couples joined Artie and Mercedes on the dance floor, which was basically packed with dancers as the song ended and the singers bowed in front of the clapping crowd. The groom and the bride hugged them and thanked them profusely before stepping again on the dance floor and talking lightly with some of the guests that wanted to congratulate them while they kept dancing.

Noah kissed his girlfriend's shoulder when she sat down next to him and told her "You kicked asses on that stage, babe", receiving a huge smile that made him grin at her as well. Rachel glanced at the newlyweds and stated "I'm so happy for them. I'm really glad they liked the surprise", leaning her head on her boyfriend's shoulder and keeping glancing at the dance floor. She felt his lips pecking gently her head as his thumb stroked lazily the space between her shoulder's blades. She was still captivated by the people dancing, not even listening to her friends' bickering and conversation, when she felt someone poking her. She glanced down and smiled widely when she saw a familiar face, only to frown right after.

"Hello Jamie. Are you okay? You seem a little flustered. Would you like a glass of water?" the woman asked worriedly, passing a hand gently over the boy's cheeks and forehead so see if he was hot. The boy was basically crimson and, when she touched him, he got even redder (Rachel didn't know it was even possible). Jamie turned to his table to look at his siblings, who were snickering watching the scene unfold and were doing the call of a chicken. At that, the boy turned again abruptly towards the petite brunette, eyes and fists clenched, and blurted out "…".

Rachel frowned some more and told him "Jamie, I didn't understand what you said. Could you kindly repeat?". She watched the boy open one eye and, slower and just a little bit louder, he repeat "Rachel, would you like to be my girlfriend?". The woman beamed at him and put her hands over her heart, overwhelmed by the cuteness of the proposal.

However, before she could reply to him, she heard Noah say "Dude, are you trying to steal my girl away from me? Not cool!". Rachel turned to glare at him and noticed that all the people at the table were watching the scene unfold with amusement in their eyes but she decided to leave them alone and just growled "Noah, stop that!". She was shocked when Jamie said, with absolutely certainty "Yes, I am! I think she's really pretty and we would go feeding the fishes together everyday. I would treat her well". He started at Rachel in the eyes and stated, with a huge smile "You would have more fun with me than with him", which made Noah snort, gaining a strong pinch on his leg from the petite woman that made him hiss.

The boy than continued "You can come home with us. You would sleep in my sister's bedroom, 'cause she have bunk bed, but we could have fun all together even if she's a little bit lame and so is my brother but they can be fun too. We could bake together and watch cartoons on Sunday morning. And I would wake you up in the mornings so we could eat all the Fruit Loops and Oreos that we want without mommy and daddy getting angry because they're not healthy. My friends would be so envious that I have such a pretty girlfriend. We could do everything together".

Rachel caressed gently his cheek and said "Oh, Jamie, you are the sweetest boy I've ever met and I'm sure I would have so much fun with you and your siblings but don't you think that I'm a little bit too old for you? Don't you have a girlfriend back home? I'm sure that you're a heartbreaker, you're really charming".

He shook his head and made a face, which made Rachel (but especially Noah) laugh. The boy stated "No. They're gross and have cooties. And they're not very fun. They always want to play house instead of tails". She smiled at him and replied gently "Sweetheart, I am a girl too" but Jamie simply replied "I know. But you're cool and you smell like strawberry".

The petite woman blushed a little, looked at him in his big black eyes and said "Thank you very much, Jamie. I'm very flattered by your sweet words but I have a boyfriend, a brother and friends and I don't want to make them sad by moving so far away from them. But, if you want, we can dance together now so we can spend some time by ourselves and have fun. What do you say?". The boy's face fell a little at the rejection but agreed to dance with her so Rachel took him in her arms and pecked his cheeks several times until he giggled against her shoulders.

Noah smirked looking at the two dancing together and didn't notice that Santana sat next to him. "That was a close call, Puckerman. The proof that even a toddler has more game than you have" stated Santana but he frowned and corrected her "The kid's five. He's not a toddler. I thought that English was taught in the place you come from!". She raised an eyebrow, asking him "Lima, Ohio?" and laughing out loud when he replied "No. Fuckjuana, Mexico or where the fuck you're coming from!".

She punched his arms hard but she said, between the laughter "Shit, you're an asshole! And my family is Dominican! Don't even know what Rach sees in you!". Noah just turned his head slightly towards her with a wicked grin but he didn't have to tell his friend anything because she immediately admitted "Fine. You can fuck her into coma but that doesn't change the fact that you're a bitch". He leaned on the backrest of the chair and told her with amusement in his voice "Way to call the kettle black, pot", which made the Latina smirk and turn her attention back to her best friend and the little boy. After a couple of seconds in silence, Santana told him "I always wondered why on earth she decided to put up with me even if I was a bitch to her throughout high school and still am, sometimes… But do you want to know what I think? I think that no normal person could handle her like we do. Look at her closest friends: Kurt is a major diva and his ego is the size of Brazil but they are basically fucking twins so, even if they are able to rip each other's heads off when they argue, they know how to handle one another. Quinn seems like she just came out of a Audrey Hepburn's movie but she can be a ice queen and a real bitch, putting Rachel in her place every time she's a psycho diva. And me… well… I'm just awesome like that, being brutally honest, and I'll cut every bitch who even tries to hurt her. I have razors in my hair. It's not a legend. Just ask Kelly Lewis. She's still got scars".

Noah couldn't help but laugh at what Santana just said and kept chuckling even when she added "And then there's you. I don't even know how on earth the two of you go along but somehow this strange mash-up works out and that makes the rest of us want to puke and swoon at the same time with all the lovey-dovey shit you pull all the damn time. Do you know that Britt is at her second 'Puckleberry scrapbook'? Seriously, shit is creepy as fuck and I keep finding pictures of you two all over the place. I don't want to see your fugly face while I pee, thank you very much. However; you level down her crazy and she levels down your assholeness. And… I think you're doing a pretty good job so far with her. I've never seen her that happy in a relationship".

Santana turned to see Noah staring in disbelieve at her before stating with a hint of tease in his voice "Are you saying something nice about me, Lopez? Really? Didn't peg you for one of those people who turn into a softie at weddings", wincing when she punched his arm. Again.

Comfortable silence settled between them as one song finished and another started right after; Jamie was holding on Rachel so tight that she really didn't have the heart to put an end on their dance so she kept swinging, the little boy safe in her arms. Puck stated seriously "She's pretty great. The first one in a longass time that really makes me want to… I don't know… Be better, I think, and want to build something together. And the thing that really blows my mind is that she didn't ask me to change and shit like that; she just loves me for who I am. How the hell is that even possible?".

He passed one hand on his mohawk and sighed deeply before muttering "Shit, I'm not drunk enough for this conversation", taking a long gulp at his glass of wine while Santana was strangely silent.

After a while, she simply said "I know what you mean. We're two lucky motherfuckers", a small smile gracing her features as she stared at Brittany, who was dancing with Finn on the dance floor. Puck looked at (or more like studied) her face and then got up from the chair, offering out his hand to his friend. Santana just looked at it and at him with a raised eyebrow until she got what was his aim.

"Oh, hell no! I'm not going to dance with you Puckerman! Now I am not drunk enough for this" but he grabbed her hand nonetheless and dragged her on the dance floor. He held her tight until she relaxed against him and muttered, laughing lightly "Shit, Puck, you're a pain in the ass". He planted a huge, obnoxious peck on her forehead and laughed out loud, stating "I'm just awesome like that".

Rachel was in heaven, dancing slowly at one of her favourite songs with her boyfriend's arms around her, holding her as close to him as humanly possible. Her left hand was playing with the end of the mohawk while she nuzzled her nose lightly against his cheek, making him smile and hold onto her even tighter.

She sang softly in his hear, following the lyrics of the song, to dedicate them to him. "You're still the one that I love, the only one I dream on, you're still the one I kiss goodnight".

He looked at her right in the eyes before kissing her slowly and lovingly. When they broke the kiss, he said lowly "Babe, I was thinking…" just to be interrupted by his girlfriend who teased him "That's already a great thing, honey. You should do that more frequently".

"Ah-ha. So funny" he deadpanned as the song finished just to be substituted by a more upbeat one. He groaned and tried to move and drag her somewhere else to talk but she held her ground and kept her arms around him, still swaying gently.

He stared at her and, smirking, said "Babe, I don't think that this is how you dance 'Dancing in the dark'. Come on, let's go somewhere where we can talk" but she shook her head and the only thing Puck could do was follow her lead, his heart swelling with pride when she beamed at him as if he was the best boyfriend on earth.

She passed one hand on the back of his neck and asked him "So, what did you want to tell me?", looking at him with her big doe eyes. He sighed deeply before saying "Let's live together".

It wasn't a question. More like a statement. And it totally surprised Rachel. It was definitely not an everyday occurrence being proposed to move in with someone. Twice in the same day.

She blinked at her boyfriend a couple of times before asking "Pardon me? Could you repeat what you just said? Because I don't think I understood your statement". Noah rolled his eyes and explained himself "Don't be a drama queen. You know what I just said, babe. What's wrong with that? When Jamie was talking, I thought that I really want those thing too".

Rachel furrowed her eyebrows, asking slowly "You want to watch cartoons together on Sunday mornings and bake?", which made Puck laugh and say "That too. That too, babe". She, then, asked him more seriously "So you came up with this idea because of a 5-year-old boy asked me that same question like one hour ago?" but he shook his head quickly and continued "I've been thinking about it from awhile but I couldn't find the right time to talk to you about it. It's just that… I want to wake up with you next to me, or have you to go home to. It would be fun-fucking-tastic to have a place to call 'ours' so we would stop sleeping one night at your place and the other at mine. Seriously, one day I was even out of socks at my place 'cause I forgot all of them at yours! So, what are you saying, B? Want to move in with your man?".

Rachel's gaze softened as he talked and, when he finished talking, she leaned her head on his shoulder and remained silent, thinking intensely about it. She would loved to have there her cardboard to make a quick pros/cons list and have a more general point of view about the whole situation.

But, after a while, she just blurted out "What about Finn?", making him reply tentatively "What about Finn, what?". She stared right in his eyes while she explained herself a little better "Well… I live with him. I just can't leave him to deal with all the cost a household requires all by himself. It's not fair to him and…" but he interrupted her rant by squeezing her hip and uttering "Rachel, stop that. Just answer that: do you want to live with me?".

Rachel looked into his deep hazel eyes. Seconds of silence seemed hours until she whispered "yes" but he was taken aback by her uncertain response and snapped "If you don't want to, you don't have to say yes. I'm a big guy, I can handle rejection. Hell, I lived with it almost my whole life".

His hands fell from her hips and tried to free himself from her hold but she held him tighter and stated seriously "I do want to live with you. I really do. Don't even think that my doubts are related to my feelings for you or to the future of our relationship. I love you, Noah. For crying out loud, I told you I want to have your babies. That's says a lot about how much I believe in us. Do you really think that I don't want to live with you? We basically live together even if we have to divide ourselves between two places. I can't even sleep well if you're not by my side".

Her voice was so sincere and soft that he calmed down instantly. He slid his arms around her waist and rested his forehead on her shoulder, holding her tight against him, when he felt her hand passing gently in his mohawk and her lips pecking his neck. He muttered "They why the hell are you holding back? Shit should be reverse. You should be all over living together and I should be the one scared shitless, since you're the one who always was in a committed relationship while I used to fly solo".

Rachel nuzzled her nose and told him "I'm not scared. I just… I have lived with Finn basically my whole life. Since we arrived in New York, we always struggled money-wise and we really have to work us to the bone to pay for our livelihood there. That only changed because he started to work at the club and the salary was really good. But now that he doesn't work there anymore, I don't want to leave him to face all those costs alone; I don't want him to spend everything he saved because I decided to move out. It's not fair to him".

Puck rose his head from her soft shoulder and looked in her eyes, raising his hand to her cheek to stroke it with his thumb. They swayed gently a little more at the upbeat Springsteen's song before he stated "Babe, I'm sure that if you talk to Finn he would be just happy for us and he wouldn't hold the fact that you're moving out to live with your boyfriend against you. Just talk to the guy; I'm sure you're freaking the fuck out for nothing".

Before continuing, he took his time to study her features: her bottom lip trapped between her teeth like she always did when she was thinking very hard about something; the way her big brown eyes were transfixed on her hands that were caressing his torso absentmindedly. He took a deep breath and said "B, I'm not saying that we should move together next week but, if you're cool with it – and, apparently, if Finn is cool with that too – we can start searching for our place. Nothing's gonna change between us if you tell me that you're not sure about it. It might sting like a bitch at first but, I promise you, I'll just get over it. Be honest, Rach. It's all I'm asking for".

She rose her head and he could see a small, sincere smile playing on her lips. She snuggled next to him, her left hand open on his muscular chest and her right one sliding up and down his back. She was in front of a crossroad: keeping to live with Finn, not putting him in a possible awkward financial situation in a future, or following her heart and moving in with Noah? As she thought about it, her heart started beating a little bit faster in exhilaration and, even if she felt like she was betraying her beloved brother, she looked up at her boyfriend and stated with certainty in her voice "I can't wait to live with you".

Puck saw the huge grin his girlfriend was flashing him and he couldn't help but grin back widely and didn't hide the excitement in his voice when he said "Really, Rach? You sure?", spinning her around when she nodded quickly. When he put her down, she stated "I'm sure about this and I'll talk to Finn as soon as we return to New York. I think it's better if we talk calmly and extensively because I don't want him to feel like I am abandoning him".

He caressed her neck and asked in concern "Do you want me to be with you when you'll tell him? You know, for support and for kick his ass if he acts like a moron" but she shook her head and said that it would be better if the two siblings had the chance to be alone so they could speak more freely about feelings and financial matters. "And you're a kind of a jerk when sensible issues are on the table, honey, so I don't think you would be very helpful. No offence" she added, making him laugh out loud.

"None taken, babe. None taken" he said before kissing her soundly and adding, a big smile on his face and excitement in his voice "So we're doing it, like, for real?". When she nodded, an equally big grin and sparkling eyes, and replied "We really are", Noah really thought he was one of the luckiest motherfuckers on earth.

The only thing that he could do for the rest of the night was smile at her girlfriend and rock that insanely happy grin, which didn't want to go away from his face (Santana thought he was shitfaced because of his dumb grin and didn't believe him when he told her he was not… She just told him that his 'drunken smile' was 'creepy as fuck so wipe it off from your ugly face before kids see it and get scared, ruining their childhood forever').

Rachel was enthusiast too but, since she was a happy person and she always smiled a lot, she showed it by being extremely touchy-feely with her boyfriend. The only times she wasn't with Puck were when she was dancing with the groom or with one of their friends. She would snuggle against Puck, kissing him lovingly, hugging him, holding his hand and giggling for the rest of the night.

Santana told them that they wanted her to spoon her eyes out of their sockets with all that crap but Brittany immediately chastised her while taking a lot of pictures of them. They was so caught up with each other that they barely registered the blue-eyed woman say "I so will start a third Puckleberry scrapbook with all these photos. Lord Tubbington will be so happy. It's one of his favourite ship, second only to Brittana. Aren't they cute?" and the Latina's reply "Yes, they are but Brittana are so much better".

The wedding ran to an end quite quickly (well… Not really quickly but they were all having so much fun that they really didn't realise it was that late) .

After the bouquet's and garter's toss (items that landed in Britt's and Finn's hands respectively – Santana's face when Britt caught the bouquet was absolutely hilarious! Puck thought she was having an heart attack!) and the farewell to the rest of the guests, the bridal party hugged goodbye to the newlyweds, who were ready to retire in the wedding suite that Mercedes' father reserved for them and cash in all the benefits of the first night as a married couple.

When Rachel snuggled next to Noah (after having enjoyed some very satisfying 'Yay-we're-gonna-live-together' sex) and rested her head on his chest, she thought that she was one of the luckiest woman on the planet: she had two wonderful fathers and an equally amazing brother who loved and supported her unconditionally, the best friends in the entire world and she was about to achieve her biggest dream. But, most of all, she felt lucky because she loved and was loved by one of the best man she knew. And just because of that, she snuggled even closer and pecked that spot right above his heart before whispering a quiet "I love you" and falling asleep herself.

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