Glee Disclaimer: The characters of Glee do not belong to me.

Glee tantrum: PLEASE, PLEASE, PLEASE give Puckleberry another chance!

Mark Salling homage: You 'da man, Mark! You are one hot non-Jew!

Puck rolled out of bed on his wedding day at noon. They were not getting married until 7:00 p.m. as this was well after sundown in the winter. They would do all the pictures and preliminaries ahead of time, have a ceremony, and go straight into the reception. The important part was the Honeymoon. He would have his girl to himself for two weeks starting at 10:30 tonight. He couldn't fucking wait.

He went downstairs and filled up on a big brunch. His mom had made a boatload of food and left it in crock pots to accommodate his bubby and aunts and uncles who were staying with them for the wedding. She and Jenna were going to get their hair done this afternoon and would meet up with everyone at the Temple.

Puck had already packed for the honeymoon and loaded up the trunk of his car. He went to Rachel's dads' house to get her stuff. He figured she'd be getting ready, but he had to get her stuff. He was right. Her dads were running around like nervous wrecks.

"How can you be so calm?" Brad asked.

Puck shrugged.

"I don't know. I'm getting what I want. What's to be nervous about?"

They just stared at him.

"It has to be perfect. This is Rachel. It's her wedding day. It has to be perfect."

He just looked at them.

"You're thinking of the old Rachel Berry. My Rachel is a lot more calm than that shit. She gets focused on things that are important."

Steven looked at him and nodded. "You're right, Noah. She is a lot more calm, but she still deserves a perfect wedding, and we want that for her."

He couldn't argue with that. He thought that was what they had hired that ridiculous wedding planner for though- the one who had all those dumb idas.

A short time later, Puck was picked up at the hotel by Finn and Chang. They had a limo to get them to the hotel tonight, but he was going to need a car to get them to the airport in the morning. He had booked this hotel, the Bridal Suite, a good 20-minute drive away, so they would have more privacy.

Before the pictures started, he and Rachel met in the back of the temple to have a few minutes to themselves. His girl was always beautiful, but seeing her in that white dress that clung to her curves made his mouth go dry. She was amazing, and he told her that. He had never seen anyone so beautiful, and he told her that too. He kissed her tenderly, careful not to mess up her make-up. The photographer started on their pictures, and their plans were underway.

"10:30," he whispered to her.

She looked at him, startled. "That still seems a little early, Noah."

"You promised." He reminded her.

She nodded her head.

The Jewish ceremony was beautiful. The Rabbi came out first, then Puck and his mom. They were followed by the grandparents, the bridal party, and finally by Rachel and her fathers. Both her dads cried through most of the ceremony. Rachel teared up just a little. His mother dabbed at her eyes constantly. Mr. Schue sang every song Rachel had chosen perfectly. He really was an amazing singer. He and Rachel had decided to do a song together at the end of the ceremony. They hadn't really sung much together in public, so this was new to them. They sang "A Whole New World" from Aladdin. Puck thought it was perfect for them as they came together from two separate worlds and changed each other so much.

The wedding party, their immediate families and Mr. and Mrs. Schue all rode to the country club in the limo. It was freakin' huge. They toasted the new couple with champagne and went to the reception. They had more toasts at the reception.

Finn and Chang got up to give a toast to Rachel.

"We have known Rachel for a lot of years, and we have always loved her. Nothing could make us love her more except for the changes she's brought about in Puck. We could barely stand the guy, but she managed to see more in him than anyone else ever did. She made him understand that he could be more, and he changed- in so many GREAT ways. Now Puck is a man that is very different than the guy we went to high school with- THANK GOD! Thank you, Rachel. You're beautiful both inside and out, and we wish you and Puck many wonderful things in your future." Chang sat down.

Then Finn grabbed the microphone and said, "Rachel, I'm sorry to do this to you, but Puck I hope your daughter someday dates someone just like you."

The guests all laughed at that, but Puck scowled. That was so fucking not funny. Rachel had gone a little white at that too.

Their parents got up to thank the guests and toasted the couple and Puck's mom managed to slip in something about the "Jewish grandbabies" they would have.

"You didn't tell her our plan for age 30?" he whispered.

She laughed. She would mention it to his mom after their honeymoon.

Puck managed to kiss his girl about every other minute. The guests loved that too. They danced and sang. Her dads had hired bartenders and waiters who would stop every 10 minutes or so and do a special dance for the crowd. It was kind of fun. They had also set up karaoke when the DJ wasn't playing. The Glee Club was having fun with that. They were all singing, as well as Mr. Schue.

At 10:15, he grabbed his girl by the arm and told her to say goodbye to everyone she needed to.

"Really, Noah, I don't think this is appropriate. We should stay until at least midnight."

"Rachel, I love you, and you have made me the happiest man in the world, but babe, if you make me wait one minute longer, I will pull you into the bathroom and do you right there."

She looked at him and laughed. When they said goodbye to Finn and his wife, Finn told him he'd stop by to see them later at the hotel.

"Don't even fucking think about it, Hudson." Noah growled.

Finn laughed drunkenly. He had wanted to play a few practical jokes, but his pregnant, sober wife wouldn't hear of it.

Noah looked around and thought people were having such a great time they might not notice they were even gone. Perfect.

As he dragged his girl out the door he noticed a couple feeling each other up in the darkness of the hallway. He started to call out encouragement when he saw a flash of blue bridesmaid dress. Fuck. Jenna and the Douche. What a horrible visual to start out his honeymoon with.

He got to the limo where the driver opened the door. He let his bride in carefully, telling her how much he loved her. This was the start of their lives together.

AUTHOR'S NOTE: The Honeymoon is going to be a whole new story. I might even start it yet tonight… we'll see! Thanks to all my loyal reviewers! You have NO idea how much I appreciate you! Look for my new story... or better yet Author Favorite me!