"What the hell do you mean there might not be enough halibut? We sent you the guest count weeks ago!"

Kurt frowns as he makes his way into the kitchen to see Rachel yelling at one of the cooks for the caterer. As the poor guy stammers apologies, Kurt decides to step in. He lightly touches his best friend's shoulder, "Hey Rach, I'll take it from here."

"Do you have any solutions?" she asks the cook, completely ignoring Kurt.

He rolls his eyes and sighs in relief when Quinn shows up in the kitchen. "What's going on?" she asks.

He does a double take at the girl and smiles, "Your hair and makeup look perfect."

"Thanks," she blushes. "I just need to get dressed," she gestures to the robe that was wrapped around her.

She cringes when she hears Rachel shout, "You know what, just go get me your boss!"

Kurt leans into Quinn's side as they watch the scene and murmurs, "I'm trying to make her go get ready. But she won't let up. Can't say it's not entertaining. I've heard several cooks refer to her as...pinche loca." He lets out a snicker.

Quinn grimaces and walks over to her girlfriend. "Hey baby, just let Kurt deal with this. You need to get ready."

"I'll be upstairs in a second," Rachel waves her off.

The blonde huffs and lifts the woman up and begins to walk away.

"Quinn!" Rachel shrieks. "Alright! I'll go get ready!"

She smiles in triumph and lets her down.

When they get upstairs to their room, Rachel promptly sheds her clothes and gives Quinn a brief kiss. "I'm just going to jump in the shower really quick."

When Quinn nods, Rachel bounds over to the bathroom and hops in the shower. She's finished within five minutes and gets to blow drying her hair.

After she's done with that, she comes out to see Quinn still in a robe while reading a book on the bed.

"You need to hurry and get dressed!" she says as she takes her own dress out of the closet.

Quinn chuckles, "Aren't you the bossy pants today."

Rachel sticks her tongue out at her and disappears back into the bathroom.

After taking more time to do her makeup and curl her hair to her liking, she opens the door to leave, only to be floored by the sight in front of her.

Quinn was wearing a simple black, strapless dress that seemed to hug her curves in all the right places. And Rachel finds herself gazing at her breasts for a moment.

"Kurt picked it out," Quinn smirks as she sweeps her hair off of one shoulder. "He said that I had to look perfect for you tonight."

Rachel rolls her eyes. Of course he did. She steps closer to the blonde and says, "You look gorgeous."

She starts placing slow kisses on the column of her throat, but stops when Quinn sighs, "You should probably get dressed. We have to be downstairs in ten minutes."

Rachel groans and takes a step back. "Fine. But you're all mine later."

"Of course," Quinn smiles.

When Rachel goes back to the bathroom, she closes the door and locks it. She opens her purse on the counter and pulls out the little black box. She then takes the ring out and carefully places in the clutch that she'll be carrying all evening.

She stares at herself in the mirror for a moment, then nods at herself and whispers, "She's going to say yes. You can do this."

Later, at the ceremony, Blaine walks down the aisle first with his mother. And then Kurt with his father. They had opted out of having bridesmaids and groomsmen, since it probably would've been confusing for the guests. But luckily, Quinn and Rachel still had a good spot near the front so that they could see and hear everything perfectly.

As the two men recite their vows and proceed to exchange rings, Quinn takes Rachel's hand into her own. The woman smiles softly and leans into her side. It was late enough to where the sun was setting directly behind them. Somehow, she knows she'll never forget how she feels right now in this moment.

When the ceremony ends and Blaine and Kurt share their first kiss as a married couple, everyone is on their feet applauding them.

"That was beautiful," Rachel says to Quinn as she hugs her by the waist.

Instead of agreeing, the girl simply says, "I love you," and places a kiss on her cheek.

The reception was in full swing in the backyard setup. And even though the wedding singer is a little pitchy here and there, Rachel thinks that everything is going great.

The catering situation was fixed, somehow, and all of the guests had enjoyed their food. And many people were even making use of the dance floor.

Rachel found herself sitting at the table with her high school friends and Quinn. Artie was sharing stories about the stripper from the night before, much to her horror.

"It was insane. I didn't know someone could hold a man Kurt's size upside down like that."

Her mouth is hanging open and she looks at Quinn, who nods with a cringe at the memory. "It took a while. But I was finally able to get the guy to leave."

"I don't even remember us even calling to have a stripper sent over," Tina groans.

Mercedes clears her throat, "Well then, how about we all keep last night between us? Like forever?"

Everyone quickly nods in agreement and awkwardly sips at their wine.

Kurt runs over to their table and beams, "Hey guys! Sorry to interrupt, but Tina and Artie are performing after this song."

The couple nods and leave the table to go get ready on the small stage. Rachel sighs in relief, "Thank god. This singer was starting to get on my nerves."

Kurt frowns, "You're the one that picked him after the auditions."

"Whatever," she says. "He won't be hired for the next wedding."

Kurt glances between the two girls with a knowing smirk, causing confusion for Quinn. Rachel catches it and quickly says, "Go dance with your husband or something. Their song is starting."

"Sure thing," he winks at them before scurrying off to the dance floor.

Soon, Artie's voice begins to fill the backyard.

"Do you hear me?

I'm talking to you,

Across the water,

Across the deep blue ocean under the open sky,

Oh my, baby I'm trying..."

Rachel smiles. "Would you like to dance?" she asks Quinn.

The blonde stands and takes her hand. "I'd love to."

They make their way to an empty space on the dance floor and begin to softly sway to the music. Rachel rests her head on Quinn's shoulder and sighs.

"It's been quite an eventful week," she says.

"Mhmm," Quinn hums in agreement. "But I've been having a great time."

"Yeah?"

"Yeah."

They continue to sway together for a moment before Rachel asks, "What do you think about the wedding?"

"It's beautiful. You did an amazing job."

She blushes, "Thank you."

"Maybe party planning is your calling," Quinn jokes.

"Let's not get ahead of ourselves," Rachel laughs.

Quinn smiles and tilts her chin up for a chaste kiss. "I can't believe it's already been a year for us."

The brunette lifts an eyebrow, "Is that good or bad?"

"Good! It's been an amazing year. For the most part."

Rachel can detect the sadness in her voice as she says it. She pulls her in closer and says, "I'm sorry for all the hurt that you had to go through because of me. I would honestly do anything to take all of that back."

"Rachel," Quinn stops her. "Please don't feel guilty anymore. You were worth it to me."

She doesn't say anything else and just allows Quinn to hold her. To this day, she's still amazed that Quinn loves her and chooses to be with her. But she knows that she shouldn't doubt it anymore. And from now on, she won't.

About half an hour and another glass of wine later, Rachel leans against the open bar and watches Quinn as she dances with Artie. Mercedes was singing Shout!, and it looks like everyone was having fun dancing to it.

Quinn is having a blast, if the joy on her face is anything to go by. Rachel's never noticed how good of a dancer she was. And she really shouldn't be surprised since the girl was a cheerleader for the longest time.

But still, watching her move like that was making Rachel's body heat up rapidly. All she could think about was bending over and having Quinn ram her cock up her –

"Rachel?"

"What!" she yells, feeling flustered.

Tina jumps and just stares at her.

Rachel clears her throat, "Sorry. What's going on, Tina?"

"I'm just reminding you that you're up next to sing."

"What?" she freaks out. "Already?"

The Asian girl nods, still a little skittish around the woman.

"Hold this." She hands her the nearly empty glass of wine and runs to the stage.

Mercedes is just finishing her song when Rachel makes it there. She hurriedly whispers to the guitarist to play what they had discussed earlier, and he gives her a nod.

With a deep breath, she makes her way over to the microphone and smiles at the crowd.

"First of all, I want to say congratulations to Kurt and Blaine! You are two of the greatest men that I've ever met. And I'm so glad that you found each other."

Everyone applauds in agreement with her. She then locks eyes with Quinn and smiles. "And while I'm completely over the moon for you guys, I would also like to dedicate this song to Quinn. So...this is for you."

The guitar begins to strum and the curious blonde immediately recognizes the tune. She moves closer to the stage to stare at Rachel.

"And I'd give up forever to touch you,

Cause I know that you feel me somehow,

You're the closest to heaven that I'll ever be,

And I don't wanna go home right now."

The woman beams down at her love as she sings.

"And all I can taste is this moment,

And all I can breathe is your light,

When sooner or later it's over,

I just don't wanna miss you tonight."

As she continues the song, memories from the past year make their way to the forefront of her mind.

Quinn's graduation. Their first kiss. Their first time...making love. Their time together during Christmas and New Years. And even finding their new apartment just a few days before.

And not just the milestones, but the little moments meant just as much to Rachel. She loves coming home to see Quinn reading a new book. And the kisses that she gets when the blonde needs a study break. And the safety and comfort she feels when Quinn is asleep next to her.

There was no doubt in her mind that she found the person she truly wants to be with for the rest of her life.

"And I don't want the world to see me,

Cause I don't think that they'd understand,

When everything's made to be broken,

I just want you to know who I am."

She continues to gaze at Quinn and only Quinn.

"I just want you to know who I am."

The song slowly fades out and everyone stops dancing in order to give her a round of applause. She grins at the audience and turns to see Quinn right in front of the stage.

She walks to the edge of it and allows the girl to help her down. She then laughs when Quinn immediately pulls her into a searing kiss.

When the wedding singer resumes the music, she pulls back and looks up into hazel eyes.

"Walk with me?" she asks as she swings their hands between them.

Quinn furrows her brow, but still allows Rachel to lead her away.

They end up going further into the massive backyard where one of the fountains was. Where they were completely alone. Rachel takes a seat on the edge and pulls Quinn to sit down with her. The blonde wraps an arm around her shoulders and leans closer.

"The weather is perfect tonight," Quinn comments. She knows that there's something in the air between them right now. She's just not sure what it is.

"It is," Rachel agrees. She suddenly sits up and turns to face Quinn, breathing deeply.

"Are you okay?" Quinn frowns. "You're shaking. What's wrong?"

"I'm fine," Rachel answers quickly. "I'm just really nervous."

"Baby, what's going on? You can talk to me."

The brunette closes her eyes with a smile and shakes her head. "Nothing's wrong. I just need to ask you something."

Quinn stares at her, "Okay?"

Rachel takes one last moment to gather her thoughts. She blows out a puff of air. Here goes nothing.

"I'm the kind of person that rarely gets things right the first time around. I'm sure you know this." When the blonde doesn't say anything, she continues, "I've never really been sure about anything in my life. Except for one thing. You."

Quinn smiles softly at her and brings a hand up to graze her fingertips along her girlfriend's jaw.

Rachel sighs and leans into the touch. "Before you happened, I was just this empty shell of a woman. I had no fight left in me. But I'm not that girl anymore, and a lot of that is because of you. You change me and help me grow into a better person, Quinn."

She smiles to herself, because it's true.

"I don't know where I'm going to be ten, or even fifty years from now. I just know that I want you to be there. Maybe we won't have the support of everyone. But the only support I'll ever need is yours. And...I want to give myself to you. Completely."

Suddenly realizes where this is going, Quinn's eyes widen and her hand drops into her lap.

The look of surprise on the girl's face makes Rachel even more nervous. But she still keeps going.

She reaches behind her for the clutch and zips it open, then reaches in to pull the ring out and hold it in front of Quinn.

"I know this might be crazy. And if you say no or that it's too soon, I'll understand. But will you please make me the happiest person alive and marry me?"

Quinn stares down at the ring before her. And after what seems like minutes of silence, Rachel begins to panic on the inside.

Of course it's too soon. Was she really crazy enough to think that Quinn would actually –

"Yes."

She snaps out of her inner-monologue and tries to hold back a smile. "Yes?"

Quinn grins back at her, "Yes, I will marry you."

With tears in her eyes, Rachel takes the blonde's hand and carefully slips the ring on her finger. "Thank god it fits," she laughs.

She then grabs Quinn's face and kisses her. "I love you."

Quinn pulls back and chuckles, "I love you too."

After a few more minutes of kissing and holding each other, they hear someone shout, "Hey! No sex on the fountain."

They both look up and laugh when they see Kurt and Blaine walking toward them from across the yard.

Rachel happily pulls Quinn up and goes to meet them halfway.

She wraps her arms around the girl's waist from behind and beams at them.

"You two seem rather happy," Kurt remarks as Blaine nods in agreement.

Instead of answering, Quinn lifts her hand up to show them the ring on her finger.

Kurt gasps and looks at Rachel, "She said yes?"

Rachel rolls her eyes at the dumb question and nods anyway, "She said yes."

The man nudges his husband in the side and says, "I knew she would."

"We both knew," Blaine says before smiling at them. "Congratulations."

"Thank you," Quinn and Rachel both say in unison.

Before either can process what's happening, Kurt takes ahold of Quinn's hand and says, "We have a bet to settle," before tugging her away and back to the reception area.

Rachel frowns at Blaine, "Bet?"

When he gives her an equally confused look, she takes off to chase after them.

They make it back to the table where their friends are. Kurt holds the blonde's hand up and triumphantly shouts, "She said yes!"

As a wave of smiles and "congratulations" pours out, Quinn begins to blush while Rachel fumes.

"You were waging on my proposal?" she asks in disbelief.

Mercedes simply shrugs and reaches into her purse to hand over a couple bills to Tina while Artie hands over his money to Kurt.

"And some of you were betting that she would say no?" she shrieks.

"In my defense," Artie says, "it wouldn't have been too much of a stretch after all of your crazy from last night."

"Whatever," she huffs and turns her head away.

"You definitely needs to send us an invite. Whenever you decide on a date," Tina smiles.

"Of course we will," Quinn answers. She personally has no idea when this will happen. But they can always talk about that later.

"Once again, congratulations you two," Kurt pats them both on the shoulder. "I'm really happy for you, but Blaine and I are about to leave for our hotel."

Rachel frowns, "But you haven't had your last dance yet."

"We did while you were off getting engaged since you're such a thunder stealer," he winks.

She winces, "Sorry we missed it."

"Don't worry about it. A lot of the guests are leaving, so we're going to make our rounds to say bye and then take off. Blaine's parents are going to take care of wrapping everything up, so you don't need to worry about anything."

"Are you sure?"

"Completely. I'm sure you want some time with Quinn," he whispers with a smirk. "But anyway, I'll see you in Lima after the honeymoon!"

After he disappears with Blaine, she turns her attention back to the table.

"So this has been quite an interesting reunion," Mercedes says while everyone nods in agreement. She stands up with her purse and says, "I better get going. I have an early flight tomorrow, so I booked a hotel by the airport." She hugs all of her friends and then Quinn. She smiles at the blonde, "It was nice meeting you."

"You too," Quinn replies.

Tina gets up and helps Artie back up his wheelchair. "We're going to bed too. It's been a long day."

After saying their good nights, Rachel turns to Quinn and pulls her into another tight hug.

Quinn suddenly gasps, "I have to call my dad. And Santana!"

"Of course," Rachel pulls back. "Take your time. I'll be in the room."

"I'll try to hurry," the blonde offers.

"No really, Quinn," she says, "Take your time."

Rachel bursts into the room with a few candles that she grabbed from downstairs. She quickly places them strategically around the room and curses when she realizes she doesn't have a lighter. She rummages through the bathroom and smiles in victory when she finds one in a drawer.

After lighting the candles and turning off the light, she's satisfied with the atmosphere and kicks off her shoes and opens her suitcase on the floor to put on some sexier lingerie that she bought in the city.

She changes as quickly as she can and goes back into the bathroom. She reapplies a little makeup and makes sure that her hair still looks perfect. Then she spritzes a little perfume on her neck and rubs lotion all over her arms and legs.

Just as she's finishing up the second leg, she hears the bedroom door and Quinn call out, "Rachel?"

She smiles and turns off the bathroom light before opening the door. She sees Quinn taking off her own shoes while sitting on the bed and seductively says, "Hey you."

Quinn looks up and whispers, "Oh wow."

She stands as Rachel saunters over. Her dress is then carefully peeled off by the woman so that they're equally undressed.

"I love this on you," Rachel says as she grazes her fingertips over the blonde's left hand.

"I love you," Quinn answers.

They smile at each other and rest their foreheads together.

"Quinn..."

The girl cups her face and pushes their lips together. Knowing that Rachel is going to be her wife makes her want this even more.