Starting Over

The Week of Their Lives

It's been 3 months since Finn and Quinn got back from Boston, and they have been very busy with the wedding, that is to take place the next week. Quinn is frantically trying to figure out anything they missed, and Finn is trying his best to calm her down. "Q, everything's gonna be fine." He says as he kisses her forehead

"No, Finn, it's not! What if something goes wrong? What if the priest doesn't show up, what if, mmmm" Quinn says as Finn finally shuts her up by smashing his lips to hers, "you know, if you ever want to interrupt me like that, feel free because I will never complain"

"I know" Finn says with a smirk as he smashes his lips back to hers as there's a knock on the door, "Are we expecting anyone?"

"Not that I know of" She says back as they both walk to the door.

Finn looks through, and sees a very short dude, kinda looks like a spoiled chotch, but opens the door, "Can I help you?"

"Um, yeah sorry, this must be the wrong place."

"Who are you looking for?" Quinn asks as she appears.

"You, actually, your mom sent me to straighten you out." Finn goes protective mode, as he puts an arm in front of Quinn.

"Who the hell are you, and what do you want with my fiance" Finn asks

"Oh! How rude of me. I'm Biff McIntosh" He says, "And you're the loser Judy said I had to get rid of"

"Excuse me? Who the hell do you think you are to say who I can and can't be with?" Quinn says angerly

"I can't believe Judy would do this! I thought she was supportive of us" Finn says dejected

"I know babe, now Barf, get the hell off my doorstep, and never come here again" Before he can say anything else, Quinn slams the door in his face, as Finn stands there shocked. Quinn walks up to him, cups his face and tells him, "my mother will never decide who I can and can't be with. To hell with her. All I care about is spending the rest of my life with the one true love of my life." She says as they kiss.

About 45 minutes later, Puck arrives in New Haven, banging on the apartment door, "HUDDY OPEN UP"

It takes Finn a minute, but he eventually finds his clothes, "okok I'm coming, Jesus Christ" Finn opens the door, and sees his best friend, "How you doin Puck"

"Awesome, well not as awesome as you, giving that you just had sex, but, I'm up there" Puck says as he walks in.

"I'm not even gonna ask how you know that, but yeah. So, you ready for the thing tomorrow?"

"Dude, I'm gonna make that tux fitting my bitch. Kurt's helping us right?"

"Well, yeah, he still works for Vogue, but in the Hartford Office or whatever,  but we'll be going to New York so we'll be able to get some clean fits."

"Alright. Sounds like a plan. Well, I'm going to my hotel. Don't want her majesty coming out in your shirt screaming at me, so I'll see ya tomorrow bro"

"Yeah later man"

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Finn, Puck, Sam, and Blaine are walking down the streets of New York the next day, "So, Finn, you ready?" Blaine asks

"Dude, I've been waiting for this day since I was 10. I'm ready"

"Alright, well, we gotta head to Vogue so we can get fitted" Blaine says

"I still don't know why we're going to a fashion building to get our tuxes" Sam says as they turn the corner to time square.

Blaine claps his hands together, "Gentleman, welcome to Times Square"

Sam is walking, spinning around, taking it all in, "You know, it's called Times Square, but I don't see any clocks"

"Ok smartass, let's go" Finn says as the 4 laugh

When they get to Vogue, Kurt and Isabelle are waiting at the entrance, "Ah, so you must be the brother. It's so nice to put a face to the name" Isabelle says

"Nice to meet you too Isabelle! Thank you so much for doing this. You have no idea how much this means to me" Finn says, giving her a hug

"Ah, it's no problem. Anything for a groom. So let's get in, and we'll get you situated.

It takes about three hours to get them fitted, and after that, they go home, waiting for the big day, hoping nothing will go wrong...

A/N

Ok, so next chapter is the last for this book, sequel coming though