The past five years I've been with Rachel have been the best five years of my life. I ended up finding a college in New York to apply to, which I got into pretty easily after tutoring with Rachel. And by tutoring, I mean her 'teaching' me. I didn't tell her I had applied to New York schools, because I wanted to spend the most amount of time with her and make it seem like we only had months left together. When I told her I was going with her, she screamed, broke out in sobs and hugged me all at once. That was five years ago today. And today was also the day I planned to change her life.

My plans changed, though, when I came home from work to see her crying on the couch, with papers in one hand and the other hand clamped over her mouth. I dropped everything and ran to her, taking her in my arms in a few moves.

"Rach, baby, what's wrong?" I asked, panicking. Oh god, what was it? Was it something saying that we were being evicted? Was she…was she pregnant? Oh god, what was it?

"F-Finn," she began, but started crying again. I stroked her hair and rocked her slowly back and forth. She was blubbering about something, but it was so soft that I couldn't hear it.

"Rachel, sweetie, are you okay? Why are you crying? What happened?" I coaxed, rubbing her back and kissing her softly on the forehead. She stopped shaking a little bit. "Breathe, baby, breathe. Relax, you can tell me anything." She finally looked into my eyes and I saw she was smiling.

"I…I found your letters, Finny." She said, snuggling against my chest. "You're absolutely perfect, baby." I froze. Suddenly, the angst and anger I remember pouring into the letters came back to my memory and I had to do everything in my power to not run out of the apartment.

"Y-you did?" I stammered, kind of awestruck. I thought I hid those better, damnit.

"When I was doing laundry earlier, I was sorting through the pile of clothes which you need to pick up," I flinched at her change of tone, but she switched back before I could really notice. "And I found these." She held up six letters, crumpled with age. "I read them all, Finn, and I understand everything that you were saying. I remember all of those memories, all the little things that we did together, and I thought that you had forgotten them all…" she sniffled, and I held her closer to me. "…but you didn't, Finn, and that's what matters. And the fact that you wrote these in your junior year of high school? That just makes them even more special." She kissed my cheek. I noticed she had calmed down a lot.

"I loved you then, and I love you even more now." I whispered in her ear. She smiled at me again and settled herself down on my lap. I realized that now was a better time than ever to talk to her about something. I reached my hand into my pocket, making sure I had what I needed. I did. Good.

"Rach, don't get too comfortable, because we need to talk." She got off my lap almost immediately, and I saw the worry in her eyes.

"What? Finn, what is it?" She said, her voice slowly rising out of fear.

"Rachel, I've known you since our sophomore year of high school. I wasn't a good kid then, you know. I bullied people. I threw them around, threw them into dumpsters, and I was okay with doing that." I took a breath, and saw she still had the look of panic in her eyes. "And then I met you. I met Rachel Berry, the Glee club star, stunning young ingénue, and incredible person. And she changed me. I couldn't get her off of my mind, even when I was with my previous girlfriend. I kissed her for the first time in the beginning of the year, when I asked her for vocal lessons. She told me I could kiss her if I wanted to, and I did. I wanted to kiss her more than I wanted anything. Over that school year, I became closer and closer to her, until I finally found the courage to tell her I truly loved her at Regionals. And she loved me back, because by the beginning of summer, we were a couple. I was with her until Christmas time, when we both discovered we did some bad things. And we tried to move away from each other…but it didn't work. Sue Sylvester's sister died, and at the speech, our Glee club teacher said that Sue's connection with her sister was a tether, and that they would always be connected. And that's when I realized that I had never stopped loving Rachel Berry. I kissed her at Nationals on stage and ruined the chance for our Glee club of juniors. But I threw the competition because I absolutely loved her. We got back together at the end of the school year, and I was so in love with her that I swore to myself I would never let her go again. Then came senior year. That was the best year of my schooling life. We won Nationals. I stayed with Rachel for the entire year, and we made love for the first time that year as well. I realized that there was no one else for me in my life when I looked into her eyes. And I applied—and got into—NYU but didn't tell her because I wanted her to be surprised when she moved into an apartment with me. And now, here we are today. Five years later, on the day that I announced to her that I was going to New York with her, and I was going to stay with her forever." She started crying again, but she was quiet. Slowly, I got down on one knee in front of her. "Rachel Barbra Berry, you are the greatest thing that's ever happened to me. I've never been so in love with anyone in this world ever, and you're my other half. And I would never want to change anything about you—well, I take it back. There's one thing that I want to change about you. I'd like to change your name, Rachel." She was crying louder now. "I want to spend the rest of my life with you. Will…will you do me the honor of changing your name to Mrs. Rachel Hudson? And, you know, be my wife and stuff?" I asked, opening the box and holding it out to her. She screamed, then wrapped her arms around me and sobbed.

"Yes, oh yes Finn, I've been waiting for you to ask me since sophomore year!" She cried into my shoulder. I held her for a second, and then gently pulled her off.

"Well we have to make it official, don't we?" I gently slid the ring onto the finger that was waiting for me forever. I picked something simple. It was a silver ring that looked like small vines twisted into a ring shape. There was a golden star in the middle of the ring with a small diamond inside of it. She looked at her hand and cried.

"I love you, Finn. I absolutely love you." She said as I embraced her. I was going to marry the most beautiful woman on Earth, and I had never been so happy in my life.

"I love you, Mrs. Hudson." I murmured, seductively pulling my tie off. She grinned at me.

"Let's consummate our engagement, Finny Bear." She winked.

"What does that mean?" I asked unknowingly.

"It means," she growled, pulling me into our bedroom. "I want you to fuck me."