A/N: Part Two/the conclusion!


Kurt couldn't sit still when they got back the hotel room. He even followed Sam into the boys' room, despite his insistence that it smelled like "unwashed jock."

"They were really nice, weren't they?" He gushed, bouncing up and down on the bed Artie and Puck were sharing. "We should definitely make plans with them again, once we move here."

"We're seeing them again tonight, isn't that enough?" Sam asked. It wasn't that he hadn't liked Billy and Teddy- he'd loved them, actually, it was just he wasn't so sure about Kurt and Rachel's plan to move out here after they graduated, with him and Finn. He didn't really think he had the brains to get into a school like Julliard or NYU.

"I'm excited about that too," Kurt said. "Where do you think they're taking us? Some kind of concert? I've never been to a concert before. Do you think it will be loud? "

"Probably, I mean it's a concert-" Sam mused.

"But what if the music is awful? Do we even know what kind of music it's going to be? What if it's some sort of terrible post-punk country remix thing and it's blasting and we're in excruciating pain-"

"If it's bad, then we'll leave, and then go back to Billy's house and play video games."

Kurt frowned. "That sounds awful."

"Which part?"

"The part with the video games."

"I like that part."

Kurt rolled his eyes, ceasing his bouncing and crossing his arms. "Of course you do it was your i-" He was cut off abruptly, as Sam launched himself at him, tackling him back on the bed and pulling him into his arms. "Samuel Evans I do not appreciate th-"

This time, it was Sam's lips that cut Kurt off, giving him a warm, slow kiss. He put his hand against his jaw, feeling it open wider as Kurt kissed him back. "What were you saying?" He mumbled, tilting his head and kissing him again.

"Saying?" Kurt whispered, sliding his hand up under the pillow above him as he let Sam's lips cover his. "Me? Ridiculous..."

Kurt arched his back a little as they kissed, letting himself relax under his boyfriend. Under the pillow, his hand found a bundle of fabric and his fingers closed around it.

Suddenly he froze, and his eyes snapped open. Oh my god...

"What?" Sam asked, sensing the change. "What's wrong?"

"Sam," He said quietly. "Who sleeps here?"

"Uh, Puck...why?"

Kurt gulped. Oh god...

Slowly, with a feeling of absolute dread in his stomach, Kurt slid his hand out from under the pillow. All his worst fears came true as he looked down and found himself holding a pair of dinosaur printed boxers.

He screamed, and pushed Sam off him, throwing the offending boxers to the floor and jumping off the bed. He held his hand out away from him, as though it was covered in slime. "Ew, ew ew oh god I touched Puck-boxers!" He screamed and then wiped his hand off on the bed sheets. "Oh god, oh god-"

"Kurt, calm down!" Sam said, getting off the bed and putting his hands on Kurt's shoulders.

"I can't calm down I need to sanitize my hand, or boil it or something- " He panicked. "I gotta go, I have to shower." He said and ran out of the room.

Sam sighed, and took a seat back on the edge of the bed. He bent over and picked up the underwear off the floor, just as the door opened again.

It was Puck.

Sam froze, holding Puck's boxers in his hands. They stared at each other. "Puck, this is not what it looks like..." He said slowly.

Puck looked at him a moment longer, then closed the door again.


"So then I asked him who his favourite Young Avenger was," Billy said excitedly, sitting cross legged on the couch in his basement. "And he said Wiccan and Hulkling. Can you freakin' believe that?"

Teddy grinned at him. "Tell him what else."

"Right, that's not all!" He said, jumping up to his knees. "He also said that we inspire his life." He held in a squeal, because a superhero squealing was not cool, and raised his eyebrows at his brother. "So, what do you think?"

From his spot sandwiched on the floor, Tommy drummed his fingers against his cheek and gave him a miffed look. "Can you get your stupid boyfriend off me now?"

"Sorry Tommy, but I had to make sure you wouldn't run away." Teddy explained, getting up.

"Can we focus on how inspirational Teddy and I are?" Billy said, getting off the couch and leaning against Teddy's arm. "Because I still can't get over it."

"Yeah, it's so great you have two super gay nerd fans." Tommy drawled, picking himself up.

Teddy frowned at him. "Tommy..."

"Ah, he's just jealous because any fans he has are made of paper."

Tommy snorted. "Yeah sorry, not jealous. Maybe if your fans were girls, and they were hot...but gay nerds? Keep 'em."

"Actually, it was just one gay nerd." Teddy said. "His boyfriend was more interested in our shoes. Apparently they're last season." He shrugged.

Billy glanced at his feet. "I like my sneakers."

Teddy put an arm over his shoulders, and kissed him on the cheek. "I like your sneakers, too."

Off to the side, Tommy made barfing noises.


"I can still feel it," Kurt said, shivering as he and Sam walked down the street to where they were supposed to meet Billy and Teddy.

"Don't worry, the germs are gone, you're just crazy." Sam reassured him.

He shook his head. "No, I don't think so. I should have showered for longer, or scrubbed harder-"

"Maybe you should have asked me to come in with you," Sam suggested, raising his eyebrows a few times. "Four hands are better than two, you know."

He shook his head. "Our showers together never make for productive cleaning."

"Yeah but-"

"Yo, dudes, wait up!"

Kurt looked at Sam, and they turned around slowly to find Puck and Finn jogging after them. Behind them, Mike pushed Artie in his wheelchair.

"What are they doing here?" Kurt mumbled, furrowing his brow. He'd been hoping it would just be him, Sam, Billy and Teddy so they could compare notes on surviving high school while being out. The presence of their straight male friends would completely ruin the intimacy.

"Finn, Puck hey!" Sam greeted cheerfully, going over and pulling Finn into a hug. Obviously he didn't share Kurt's concerns. "What are you guys doing here?"

"We followed you, dude." Puck said. "What, you'd think we'd let you guys sneak out for a night on the town without us?"

"Yes, actually we did." Kurt replied.

"Yeah, not happening." Artie said, having caught up with Mike. He rubbed his gloved hands together.

"So, where are we headed?"

"A concert in the park." Kurt said, continuing to walk forward.

"Which park?" Puck asked.

Sam hesitated. "...the one with the trees?"

"Teddy drew us a map," Kurt said, handing it to them. "It should be just up ahead."

Artie nodded. "What are the odds Teddy's a girl?"

"Zero to 'who would name their daughter Teddy?'" Kurt replied.

"There's a girl named Teddy on that show 'Good Luck Charlie.'" Mike said.

They stopped walking and looked at him. Puck looked a little horrified. "Dude."

Mike's face turned red. "I have younger siblings."

"Do you think they get confused when they see their big brother watching the Disney Channel?" Artie asked, wheeling himself forward. Finn laughed, and clapped Mike on the back.

"Aw, it's alright man." He said, starting forward after Artie. "We all have our secrets."

"And yours could be a lot worse," Puck said, staring meaningfully at Sam. "Like today I went to go get my ipod from the room and found Sam sitting there ho-"

"Oh look the park!" Sam cried, speaking over Puck. "Come on, let's go."

Sam walked ahead of the group, hoping the red would fade from his face before they ran into Billy and Teddy.

He walked into the park and looked around. It was really nice, actually. They didn't have parks like this in Lima...in Lima, a park meant a rusty swing set and a slide on crunchy gravel, with a graffiti covered bench off to the side.

This park was vast, and impressive. In addition to the usual trees, grass and benches that one usually sees in a park, there was also a fountain. And past that, a small stage was set up and currently being occupied by a not-bad sounding band, playing a sort of classic rock/pop song. People were seated on the grass or on blankets, laying back and chatting to their friends and listening to the band. A little way away, under a cluster of trees, Sam spotted a familiar face.

"Billy, hey!" He said, going over to him. He stopped as he got closer, and got a clearer look at him. "Whoops."

It wasn't Billy. Whoever he was, he had Billy's face, but his hair was bright white instead of black, and his eyes were green instead of brown. "Sorry, I thought-"

The Billy-Clone rolled its eyes. "Yeah yeah I know, you thought I was Billy."

"Sorry," He said. "But I mean, you look just like him."

The clone glared. "Don't remind me."

A guy next to him, with dark brown skin and a smooth bald head, laughed. "Don't you just love how people always mistake you for Billy, and never the other way around?"

"Simply judging by the look on his face, I am going to say no, he does not love that." A third boy added, this one with dark hair similar to Billy's, although he was taller and broader.

"Excellent deduction, Jonas." The Billy-Clone replied sarcastically. 'Jonas' smiled at him.

"Sam, hi!" The real Billy greeted, coming over from somewhere behind his clone, with Teddy following after him. "I see you've met my cousin, Tommy."

Sam raised an eyebrow. "Cousin? But he looks just like you."

Tommy looked at him blankly. He glanced at Billy. "I thought nerds were supposed to be smart."

"Actually, the Merriam-Webster dictionary officially defines a 'nerd' as someone who is unstylish, unattractive, or socially inept." Jonas informed them. "It says nothing of intelligence."

"Hey!" Kurt protested, finally catching up with the rest of the group. "Sam isn't unstylish or unattractive."

"Yeah!" Sam said. He paused. "Wait, what about socially inept?"

Kurt hesitated. "Well..."

"So-" Teddy cut in, hooking his arm over Billy's shoulder. "Who are your friends?"

"Oh, right!" Sam said, turning to the others. "Billy, Teddy meet Puck, Artie, Finn and Mike. Guys, this is Billy and Teddy..."

"And Tommy," Tommy jumped in. "And ya know, Jonas and Eli but who cares about them..."

"I care." Eli, the one with the dark skin, said. "Jonas, do you care?"

Jonas nodded. "I care very much."

Tommy rolled his eyes. "Come on, the chicks are waiting-"

Billy suddenly lashed an arm out, and grabbed Tommy by the front of the shirt. "Slow." He commanded.

Tommy rolled his eyes. "Yes Mom."

Sam and Kurt exchanged glances, but said nothing. They both chalked it up to some weird twin thing.

They walked over to the other side of the park, closer to the music, where a girl was sitting protectively on top of a picnic table.

She smiled at them. "Hey, I'm Kate."

Sam did a double take. This Kate had the same dark black hair and pale skin that their Kate at home had. Sam looked from her to Kurt, then back at her, then to Kurt again. From the look on his face, Kurt was having a similar whoa doppelganger moment.

"Wow," Kurt said. He looked at him and raised his eyebrows, as if to say "right?"

Sam nodded. "Yeah, totally."

Kate arched an eyebrow. "What?"

"Dude you look totally like our friend's girlfriend." Puck said, sitting down at the picnic table with her. "It's freaky."

"Her name's Kate too..." Sam said slowly, mentally formulating a theory involving cloning and covert government agencies. He would need to confer with Kurt later on the matter.

Kate looked like she didn't really know how to respond to that, but luckily she was spared having to by a pretty blond girl with wide hazel eyes, who got up off the picnic blanket she was on and offered them a small smile, then her hand. "Hi, I'm Cassie."

"Hello Cassie," Artie said, flashing her a grin. Cassie raised her eyebrows. "You look a lot like someone I'll be making out with soon."

Cassie's eyebrows shot up further on her forehead, and her mouth opened. Next to her, Jonas cleared his throat. "Not if I have any say in that matter," He said, sliding an arm around Cassie's waist and staring Artie down. "And I intend to."

Cassie grinned at him. "Protective." She commented. "I like it."

"What kind of bands are going to be here?" Mike asked, sitting down at the picnic table, along with Jonas and Eli. Now that she'd been joined by the others, Kate moved off the table and sat down properly on the benches.

"Uh, mostly they're just local bands from around the city," Teddy said. "They're just playing for the recognition."

"And to sell their stuff," Eli added, pointing to a table in front of the stage with t-shirts and other merchandise.

"Are they singing original songs?" Kurt asked, sitting down on the picnic blanket.

"Why, planning on stealing them for your competition?" Billy teased, sitting next to him.

Kurt shrugged. "If they're good."

"Hey," Finn protested. "I wrote us an awesome song. We're gonna kick ass tomorrow."

"Mmhmm, I'm sure." Kurt said. Sam snorted, and ducked his head. Finn looked like he was about to say something else in his defence, but Kurt held a finger up to his lips. "Shh, let's enjoy the music."


As the evening progressed, most of the group gravitated closer to the stage, to get a better look at the bands performing (most of which were actually very good).

Only Billy, Teddy, Sam and Kurt stayed back.

"How long have you and Teddy been dating?" Kurt asked, sitting next to Billy on the blanket, his knees pressed against his chest. Billy was lying down next to him, propping himself up on his forearms.

"About six months." He said, smiling a little. "But it feels like it's been a lot longer."

Kurt nodded. "Yeah, Sam and I too. About 6 months, but it seems like forever." He chewed his lip and looked way for a moment. "Are you...out, at school? I mean, I know you are but...as a couple...?"

He shook his head. "No...and actually, I'm not out at school anymore. I was out at my old school but after I had an- um, incident with one of the school bullies, I transferred. So I go to Teddy's school now, but neither of us are out." He brushed some of his dark bangs off his forehead. "I think they might suspect though...they make the occasional comments and jabs but nothing we can't handle. I think Teddy's size and strength help with keeping the assholes at bay."

"What was the 'incident'?"

He paused for a moment. "Just a fight. Usual stuff...but it got pretty bad."

Kurt nodded again, but decided not to press him for details, because Billy obviously didn't want to share. Kurt understood that all to well- there were certain incidents he'd rather not discuss with someone he'd just met either. They were quiet for a few minutes, and Kurt listened to the music being played. The band currently on stage was an all-girls group, each with brightly coloured hair and piercings. Despite their rough look, the song they were singing was soft and calming.

After a few minutes, Billy spoke. "So..." He said, looking at him out of the corner of his eye. "You were bullied too, huh?"

"Yes, I was. Unfortunately the residents of my small town don't deal well with fabulousness."

Billy laughed, and grinned at him. "That's tragic, because if anyone could use some fabulous, it's probably small towns...er, no offence."

Kurt laughed as well. "None taken- trust me, you're right."

Billy smiled. "It doesn't seem like it's gotten to you though- I mean, you seem really, I don't know- solid? Strong?"

Kurt offered a small returning smile. "It almost got to me- a few times, actually. There was even a point when I was seriously considering switching schools..." He glanced at Billy, realizing he had switched schools. Oops.

Billy didn't look offended. "Don't sweat it- trust me, given the circumstances it was the only option for me. Keep going- what happened to keep it from getting to you?"

A smile instantly tugged on Kurt's lips as he began recalling the memories. He couldn't help it. "Well, one day I was in the library, printing off a English assignment, when I saw a familiar blond head hunched over a desk, mumbling to himself and looking about 3 seconds away from smashing his head against whatever assignment he was working on."

He glanced over at Sam, who was sitting at the picnic table with Teddy and having a very enthusiastic conversation. "I went over to him, and offered to help and...and we talked." He turned back to Billy, who was listening with wide-eyed fascination. "We'd spoken a few times before, but this was the first real conversation we'd had were we actually got to know each other. And after that, things just sort of took off from there." He grinned. "I never could have done it without him- and I don't think he could have done it without me, you know? He's...I mean, he's everything to me. Absolutely everything."

Billy smiled at him. "A real fairy tale romance, huh?"

"Well...not quite." Kurt admitted. Billy raised his eyebrows, and Kurt turned his head away slightly. "Um, when Sam and I began our relationship, he was still technically involved- with Quinn."

He cringed, and looked back at Billy, whose mouth was open. "No way!"

"Way, unfortunately."

"Kurt, you Enchantress!"**

"What?"

"Er, nothing." Billy said, looking away. "Never mind." He looked over his shoulder, at their boyfriends. "What do you think they're talking about?"


"Ok...Thor versus Storm." Sam proposed. "Who wins?"

Teddy furrowed his brow, thinking hard. "Huh...good one." He said, rubbing his chin. Sam beamed. "Thor. I mean, he's the god of thunder."

"Yeah, but Storm is worshipped as a goddess- that could mean her powers are pretty on par with an actual one." Sam countered.

"But Thor is an actual one. That's gotta mean something." He said. "Besides, Billy would kill me if I said anyone would win in a fight against Thor."

Sam laughed. "Why?"

Teddy shrugged. "He's got kind of a thing for Norse mythology." He smiled fondly. "It's cute."

Sam grinned. "That's what Kurt says about me when I talk about Spider-man for an hour- that I'm cute."

Teddy laughed. "Yeah, I kinda figured he wasn't so into the whole superhero thing."

Sam shrugged. "He likes most of their outfits though." He said, still grinning. "I think his favourites are Emma Frost, for her variety and elegant lines, and Wiccan, for the cape. He thinks the cape is brilliant."

Teddy grinned widely. "That's awesome, dude- I totally agree."

"Yeah? You a Wiccan fan?"

Teddy nodded. "Huge."

"Cool," Sam said, glancing over at Billy and Kurt. "You know, Billy kinda looks like him- Wiccan I mean..."

"What? No, I don't think so." Teddy said quickly. "Uh, tell me more about Kurt."

Sam looked back at Teddy. "Alrighty." He said. Teddy let out a sigh of relief, unnoticed by Sam. "Don't tell him I said, this, because he'll think it's silly, but I've always sort of thought of him as a superhero," He admitted. "I mean, he's got this larger-then-life attitude, and flashy clothes...and he kind of saved me."

Teddy raised his eyebrows. "From what?"

"Myself." Sam said. "It's stupid but...I used to kind of hate myself, you know? I thought I was this lame dork who no one would like...so at the beginning of the year, when I moved from Tennessee to Lima, I tried to change. Be someone else- someone better." He looked away. "Kind of pathetic, huh?"

Teddy was quiet. "...I did the same thing."

Sam snapped his head up. "What?"

"I changed myself, to fit in..."

"Why?" Sam asked, shocked. "You're awesome!"

Teddy smiled at him. "So are you! Seriously."

Sam smiled back. "I guess maybe we just needed someone to tell us that..." He said, looking over at Kurt.

Teddy nodded, looking at Billy. "I think everyone needs someone to tell them that, once in a while."

It was growing dark out, and the people running the concert had begun to set up tiki-torches around the park, bathing the scene in a warm orange glow. Kurt was lying in a similar position to Billy now, holding himself up on his forearms. He and Billy had just finished discussing their favourite movies, which Kurt was surprised to find were quite similar. It would appear that Billy's two favourite genre's were Superhero action flicks, and musicals. He was psyched for the Spider-Man broadway musical to be reopened.

Kurt smiled, feeling Sam sit down behind him and wrap his arms around him. He leaned back against him, snuggling against his chest.

Sam leaned down and kissed his ear. "Have I told you you're awesome lately?"

He chuckled. "Yeah, but it's always nice to hear it again."

Sam brushed his fingers over his cheek. "You're awesome."

Kurt tilted his head up and looked at his boyfriend. "Back at ya."

Sam bent down and placed an upside down kiss on Kurt's lips, which curved into a smile. "Mmm," He whispered, putting his hand on the back of Sam's head to keep him close. "Spider-Man kiss."

Sam grinned at him, and kissed him again. "I love you, so much."

Next to them, Billy and Teddy were cuddling in a similar manner, with Teddy wrapping his arms around Billy's waist.

Despite all their differences- the worlds they lived in and nature of their lives, it was remarkable how similar the four were. They'd all had to deal with keeping their true identities hidden, to protect themselves and those around them. They'd all struggled to find acceptance and a place in the world. Every day they all faced their own villains, and fought back against those threatening to hurt or destroy them. They overcame insurmountable odds, and never gave up.

High school was an epic battle all on its own, but each of our four heroes was going to survive it. Not because they had super strength, or magical powers, but because they had each other.


I proudly accept my award for "cheesiest ending ever written."

**The Enchantress is a norse goddess, and antagonist of Thor. She uses her strong sexuality and hold over men to her advantage on the battle field.

A/N: This is going to be very long and sappy, and you have full permission not to read it. But I need to get this out there.

I want to thank you, my readers, for everything you've done for me. Especially the ones who've been with me since the beginning, and put up with crazy weight times between chapters and WIP's that lasted so much longer then they reasonably should have. I want to thank you for reviewing, and tell me you liked what I was writing.

I never read fanfiction until last year, and I'd sure as heck never written any. When I started reading, I realized that I'd actually been mentally writing fanfiction for years. When I was 10 I used to make up stories for "the Little Lulu Show" and "Harry Potter" in my head. When I was 13 I did it for "Gilmore Girls." And when I was 17 I started doing it for "Glee." I'd always made up stories like that in my head, but it was only when I started reading fanfiction that I realized other people might be interested in them too. And after reading endless amounts of OK to not very good stuff I finally thought to myself "I could do this."

So, I did. I wrote "Who is Sam Evans" because I hated what they were doing with Sam's character. The switch from Duets to RHGS and on seemed inconsistent and annoying, and I decided to exploit that by making Sam not know who he was, because for a while the Glee writers didn't either.

And people reviewed it. And they liked it. And suddenly, I was addicted.

The fact is, I have no self-esteem. I don't think most things I do are any good, and I don't like a lot of things about myself. So being told something I was doing was good, and seeing that people wanted more- well, it did a lot for me.

So I kept writing. And writing. And writing.

And as I wrote, I got better. I learned how to make dialogue flow and write in different voices. I learned how to write dramatically and comedically. I learned about pacing.

A few weeks ago in school, (I go to film school) I handed in a script for writing class. My teacher liked it- she complimented it. She told me I was a good writer. My classmates did the same.

And I realized that writing was something I could actually do. Not just as a hobby, but in my life. I love writing, and I'm good at it.

So now, instead of focusing on directing or editing, I'm going to focus on writing. And I'm so excited. And I have all of you to thank for it. Because I kept writing for you. The reviews, telling me they liked what I was doing, they made me want to keep doing it. They drove me to write and write and write and if I hadn't, I wouldn't be any where as good as I am (I'm not saying I'm so fabulous- I plan to keep writing and keep getting better, of course! What I'm saying is, I would be worse if I hadn't written so much).

You have no idea how much I owe to all of you- how much I love all of you. You've given me so much, it's crazy. I wish I could hug you all, really tightly. And that's a big deal, because I am not a huggy person.

I just- I really love you guys. You know?

Anyways, thanks for reading and being amazing.

Love (Have I made that clear?)

Nicole