It's the epilogue! It's shorter than the chapters, but this didn't need to be too long:) Thank you to everyone who is reading this now and has come this far! It means a lot!
Disclaimer: I do not own Glee or any of the characters. I also do not own Just Like Heaven or Spring Awakening (which is mentioned). This is just for fun:)
It was nearing 11:00 PM when everyone at the Eugene O'Neill Theatre was heading out after their show, throwing on their coats and scarves to brace themselves for the cold February of New York City. Thankfully, there wasn't any snow, but the cold rain that fell in the past week was no fun either. But when Finn looked out the window of his girlfriend's dressing room, there was not a drop of rain in sight – perfect timing. He couldn't be sure how long that would last though.
"Almost ready, Rach?" He asked, trying to quicken her pace.
"Yep, all done here." Rachel said, while she put the last of her makeup away and gathered her red coat and dark blue scarf. Finn stood next to her, lightly placing her white beret on her head, and kissed her cheek. The couple was positioned in front of her vanity mirror, and Finn couldn't help but laugh at the image of her next to him. He made her look so tiny, which she thought was bothersome, but he insisted it was adorable. In fact, it seemed to him that a lot of the things she didn't like about herself were the things he liked the most.
"You had an amazing show tonight." He said, holding her dressing room door for her as they exited.
Rachel giggled and placed her hand in his. "As did you, my handsome drummer." Will had offered Finn a spot in the Spring Awakening band for drumming about a month after he and Rachel officially got back together. When she heard that they needed a new drummer, Rachel talked to Finn about it constantly until he finally gave in and auditioned – somehow, she could still convince him to do just about anything, but this was one thing that he was glad he agreed to. He got paid pretty decently, and he was doing something he loved to do, rather than work behind a hotel counter all day. It was just an extra bonus that he got to spend a lot more time with Rachel and watch her perform.
When they were out of the theatre in front of the stage door, Rachel instinctively headed toward Times Square to get on the subway and go to their apartment, but Finn pulled her arm in the other direction. "What are you doing?" She asked curiously.
"Let's go for a walk." She eyed him suspiciously, but still agreed, which he knew she would – Rachel enjoyed walking around Manhattan no matter what time of day it was or how cold. Before they could begin their stroll down the streets, Finn checked his pockets. They were all set.
They walked together for a bit, her arm linked through his and her head resting on his shoulder. She still seemed unsuspecting, which was just how Finn wanted it. It was about 11:30 when they reached 59th Street at the beginning of Central Park.
"Is it okay with you if we walk for a bit longer?" He asked, hoping she'd agree to it.
"Of course, you know I'd never turn a walk with you through the park down."
They didn't do much talking when they walked – that was the way Rachel usually liked it. She always wanted to take in her surroundings and just relax, listening to the sounds around her. Finn tried to make his breathing steady like hers, but it was proving to be difficult since it was growing closer to the right time. He was frantically trying to think of a conversation to start to lead into it, but thankfully she saved him.
"You know, being in New York is like falling in love over and over again every minute." She lifted her head from his shoulder and smiled at him.
"I know what you mean." He said, his eyes never leaving hers. A small smile was playing on her lips and she shut her eyes, perfectly content in the moment. This was the time, Finn could tell. He had to go for it. He took a deep breath and spoke. "Being with you is like falling in love over and over again every minute."
Her calm stride paused and she slowly looked up at him. Oh no, this wasn't good. He must have freaked her out or something. Did he say something wrong? Did he smell weird? Oh, God, she was upset.
She must have noticed that he was worried because she quickly jumped in. "I love you, too." Oh. He wasn't expecting her to say that.
Now what was he supposed to do? Was he supposed to kiss her first? Or afterwards? Should he take it out of his pocket before he knelt down? Damn it. Where was Kurt Hummel when you needed him? He'd know exactly what to do in this situation. But Finn was guessing that no amount of advice could take his mind off the fact that he was staring down into the eyes of the most beautiful girl he'd ever laid eyes upon. He had to just go for it.
"That's good, that you love me too." He reached into his coat pocket while getting down on one knee, holding her hand with free one. "Because, um…" He held the little black box in his hand and opened it for her to see. No words escaped from his mouth and he was sure that he looked like a complete idiot, but Rachel didn't seem to care. She stole a quick glance at the ring but looked straight back to Finn's eyes.
"That's your Mother's." She said, in shock. Finn nodded, still trying to think of what to say, but was still freaking out. Come on, he just had to say four words! Why couldn't he get those out?
"Rachel…" He began. His eyes were wide and she was smiling from ear to ear.
She seemed to notice that he was at a loss for words, so she spoke for him.
"You know, you can marry me, if you want to."
"I want to." He replied and threw his arms around her while she laughed joyously. He placed several kisses on her lips and kept pulling her into an embrace, holding her tight.
Once he released his arms from her body, he gently slipped his mother's golden engagement ring onto her ring finger while she admired it quietly. He stared deeply into her eyes and smiled. He was truly the luckiest man alive.
"Finn?" She asked, noticing his gaze.
"Thank you." He whispered.
"For what?" That was a loaded question. This was the girl who had turned his life around, who'd saved him from his depression, who'd made him feel what it was like to live again, who'd showed him what love was, who'd made him crazy, who'd made him feel probably every emotion possible. She was Rachel Berry. She was his everything. He had his answer.
"For being there. For everything."
She placed the lightest of kisses on his lips and they continued to stroll through the park, arms linked together. They were in no rush to let anyone know – they'd all find out soon enough. For tonight, they were perfectly content to walk arm and arm through Manhattan, the place they had both grown to love. With her head leaning on his shoulder and his arm through hers, everything was perfect. It was just Finn and Rachel now and forever.
He placed a soft kiss on the top of her head and smiled. He felt her warmth, taking in the sensation of her skin against his, wondering how he survived when he couldn't feel her. But now she was there for him, right by his side, and would be for many years to come.
I know, cheesy. But hey, it's Finchel. It needs to be cheesy every now and then.
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