"Rachel, wakey, wakey; Time to get up," a voice calls me from my slumber. I ignore it and snuggle deeper into my pillow. "RACHEL! GET UP!" it calls even louder. Blearily opening one eye I see Kurt smirking at me.

"Good morning sunshine," he says feigning innocence. His eyes are playful, I can tell he woke me early on purpose.

"Kurt it's 5:00, our flight isn't until ten," I whine moving to cover my head. My husband can be a total jerk sometimes. Hasn't he heard pregnant women need sleep? Jeez!

"Well sor-ry princess I need my coffee so c'mon," he says pulling my feet out and sitting me up. "You can sleep all you want at the airport, and the whole way there."

"Promise?" I say holding out my pinky.

"Promise." We do the "gay high five" that became our secret handshake in high school.

The next hour is a pandemonium rush to get ready to leave. Gifts are packed and Kurt tries to no avail to get all his clothes into one suitcase. "Rachel," he calls as I brush my hair. "Could you sit on my suitcase for me?"

I laugh and pull my hair into a simple pony tail, "Sure." I sit on it and Kurt jerkily tugs at the zipper until it closes. "Kurt we're staying for three weeks not three years."

He sticks out his tongue on his way to the bathroom to pack his extensive collection of skin care products.

"Only the essentials," I tease as I pack everything I need in my favorite pink pull along. I'm a lot less maintenance than my husband and am able to close it by myself.

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No matter how much I want to I'm unable to sleep. Nerves gnaw at me and my anxiety rises the closer we get to Lima. Dad and Daddy love Kurt, and Burt and Carole love me, so that's no problem. It's the New Directions I'm worried about. I think we should tell them first. I tell Kurt so.

"Good plan honey, Mr. Shue wants to see us all at 4:00 anyway. Do you think they'll be happy for us?"

I swallow thickly, "Yes, it may take a while to get used to," I say, "and they may be a bit upset about missing the wedding. Finn may try to castrate you though." I add the last part to lighten the mood a bit. Finn has always been a bit over protective of me, even before we started dating.

Kurt laughs. "Hey Dad told me Finn's engaged."

I gasp at the news, "To whom?"

"Celeste, remember her?"
I did. Back in sophomore year Mr. Shue's friend Monsieur Renaud visited with his Glee club from Lyon, France. Celeste was their me, so I suggested I would be her partner so I could keep her from Finn. After a day or so we became friends, bonding over career choices, and I was jealous for no reason apparently she was "Trying him out" and we still keep in touch. "Why didn't she tell me?"

Kurt shrugs. "Don't know. Maybe Finn told her not to." He says

I sigh.

"And besides," Kurt continues. "I'm more worried about Leroy and Hiram. You are their baby after all."

"They love you," I say.

"Yeah as you best friend!"

I laugh. "They'll love you as a son-in-law too," I try to reassure him.

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Dad, Daddy, Burt, Carole, Finn and Celeste are waiting for us in the airport lobby. After hugs and greetings we tell them all about our life in New York; we leave out the being married part of course but we do tell them we are dating. Everyone except Finn seems happy for us, in fact he seems down. I know I had said that he would be my first love and hopefully my last, but we've both moved on.

"How 'bout we get you kids settled in I'm sure your tired," says Burt.

"Thanks Dad, but we have to see the New Directions in about an hour so we can't relax that much," Kurt replies. He grasps my hand and leads me away. I stare blankly ahead. One hour until our most precious secret is revealed, how will everyone, especially Finn, take it?