Yes or no - The wedding

Fitting

"Yeah."

"So, hum... How would you feel about borrowing my veil for your wedding?"

And as soon as she said it, Mary pulled open the box revealing one of the most delicate fabrics Emily had ever laid eyes on in her life. She gasped then, hesitating before reaching over to grab the veil from the box only to have Mary chuckle as she pulled it out herself, before positioning herself behind Emily as the woman stood facing the mirror.

"May I?" She asked gently, as Emily nodded through her tears.

Smiling at her, Mary placed the veil over her head, and, as soon as it was placed correctly, all the women in the room burst out into tears. Tina full own sobbing as all the other girls watched in different levels of emotion as Mary placed both of her hands on Emily's shoulders and rested her chin over one of her hands so she could look at Emily's eyes through the mirror.

"Welcome to the family, Em." She whispered as Emily sobbed once. "I'm glad to have you as a daughter now."

And just like that, Emily spun around to pull Sam's mom into a hug as she cried in her shoulders.

"Thank you, Mary." She said, as Mary ran a hand up and down Emily's back. "For everything."

Mary just nodded then, stepping aside to let the other women in the room to take turns showing off their own bridesmaids dresses before pulling Emily for a hug each: Natalie, Stacy, Kitty, Marley, Unique, Rachel, Tina, Mercedes, Brittany, Santana and, lastly, Quinn. As soon as her best friend hugged her, Emily felt a wave of serenity wash over her, finally allowing her to take a break from all the stress from the wedding planning and, that was when she knew: she needed to talk to her then because she was sure... As soon as she told Quinn what she had been keeping to herself for a while now, she'd feel a lot better.

"I, hum... I really like your dresses, guys." She said, nodding to herself as she took another look at all the different style dresses that she had allowed her girls to pick but all in the same color. The girls nodded then, mumbling their approvals as well. "And I'm glad you do too. But, hum... I really needed a moment with my Maid of Honor, please?"

Without missing a beat, Marley — who had been deadset in doing whatever it was that Emily asked of her as soon as she was asked to be a bridesmaid — nodded.

"Of course." She said, as all the other girls nodded as well. "We'll take off our dresses and wait for you two outside, okay?"

"Thanks, Marley." Emily smiled at her, holding onto Quinn's hand as the two of them stood there, waiting for everyone to leave.

As soon as they were all out and the door closed, Quinn was quick to turn around to look at Emily with a worried frown.

"Are you okay?" She asked, without skipping a beat. "Stressed? Nervous?"

"I mean, yes. But I've been a pile of nervous the whole week, so nothing new there." Emily shrugged as Quinn chuckled.

"You shouldn't be, you know?" She asked with a soft smile, as she ran both of her hands up and down Emily's arm. "You guys are made for each other. If I had to bet in any of our high school sweethearts to last, it would've been you and Sam. Ever since your sophomore year."

"Thanks." Emily smiled then, walking toward one of the settees the girls were sat in earlier as she took a seat too. "It's nice to hear it. But that's not actually what I'm nervous about. I mean, I love him and I can't wait to marry him."

"So... What's wrong?" Quinn asked, as she moved to take a seat beside Emily. "How can I help?"

"It's just... I'm worried that this fitting won't be enough." She said, as Quinn frowned.

"What are you talking about?" She asked, confused. "The dress is fitting you perfectly and we only have seven days till your wedding. You won't lose or gain weight until then. You still weight the same you weighted back in high school."

"I just... I don't know... I might be gaining some more weight the next few weeks..." Emily trailed off, smiling a bit when she realized Quinn still hadn't caught up on what she was trying to say.

"Are you out of your mind?" Quinn scoffed. "You're not gaining weight, Marshall."

"Not yet." She stressed, turning to look at Quinn as the older woman kept staring at her as if she was mad. "But in a few weeks."

"If you gain weight in a few weeks it won't matter anymore because you'll be... Wait." Quinn widened her eyes as she turned to look at Emily with her mouth hanging open, only to smile when Emily did too. "You're not..."

"Yes, I am." Emily giggled, watching as Quinn squealed.

"Wait, really?" She asked, pointing at Emily's stomach only to laugh when Emily nodded and placed a hand over her belly. "Oh, my God, yes! I'm so happy! Come here, come here, come here!"

Emily laughed when Quinn stood up and pulled her up to her feet as well, wrapping her in a hug as the two of them jumped up and down for a second.

"Oh, I'm so happy!" Quinn squealed, placing her own hands over Emily's stomach as she started crying again. "Oh, you'll be such a good mom! And Sam, oh! Sam will be such a good dad! I bet he's so excited, I..."

"He doesn't know." Emily interrupted her friend as Quinn gasped again. "No one knows, actually, I just... I thought you deserved to be the first to know."

"Really?" Quinn squealed again as Emily laughed.

"I mean, you are my best friend and you will be the godmother so..."

Emily laughed again when Quinn screamed, pulling her in for a tight hug again. The two women stood there for a second, crying and laughing and hugging and jumping and everything in between. After a few minutes, however, Emily grew a bit tired, falling back down on the settee and pulling Quinn down with her. Smiling when her best friend placed a protective hand over her belly again, she threw her head back.

"Now... Again, no one knows. This is top secret, understood, Fabray?" She asked, as Quinn nodded.

"You got it." Quinn nodded, before standing up again and extending a hand toward Emily to help her up again. "Now, let's get you out of this dress so we can meet with the rest of the girls. Your mom and Mrs. Evans promised us lunch after this and this baby mama needs her food."

"Oh my God... Do not start babying me, Fabray. I can take care of myself." Emily groaned playfully, allowing Quinn to pull her up again as the two of them made their way into one of the dressing rooms.

"First of all... I don't really care about you anymore. Just for my godchild inside of you." She teased, pushing Emily forward as the younger woman fake gasped before laughing when Quinn did too. "Second... You babied me when I was pregnant in school. This is just payback, bitch."