A/N: This is the last chapter in this story. There will be one more story in the series to wrap it up and then I'll be back to writing whatever strikes my fancy. If you have any ideas for anything you would like me to write (any pairing, though I'll pick what I like and think I can do justice with) feel free to shoot me a message! Hope you enjoy this.

"I can't believe we had to say no to that other apartment because they didn't let cats live there," Chloe grumbled. "It was so much nicer."

Aubrey swatted at Chloe's backside, "Be nice, Chloe! You know you love Rei, don't even try and pretend otherwise."

"You're just glad we sold that couch," Chloe grinned, "You've hated that thing forever."

"It wasn't comfortable! Couches should be comfortable. The only thing comfortable about it was you."

"Yeah?" Chloe wrapped her arms around Aubrey's waist, "Want to break in this couch?"

"Sounds good to me."

"Chloe, I kind of hate you right now," Aubrey grunted, stopping for what felt like the hundredth time on the sidewalk and waited for her wife to look back for her. "Do we have to keep walking?" She gestured to her swollen abdomen. "I'm kind of pregnant here. Can't we just catch a car or something?"

Chloe skipped back to Aubrey and wrapped her arm around her waist, supporting her as she maneuvered them forward, "We're almost there, Bree, and we'll take a cab back, okay?"

"Fine," Aubrey grumbled, leaning against the other woman. "But I'm not happy about it."

"I know, I know." Chloe smiled brightly. Aubrey being pregnant was probably one of the best experiences of Chloe's life. Which seemed almost backwards in a way, but Chloe loved being able to take care of her wife in a way that Aubrey had never let her before. Chloe brushed a soft kiss on Aubrey's temple and steered them toward a familiar bridge. "We're here, Bree."

"Chlo," Aubrey's voice caught in her throat. "Did you-did you bring me to the Lovers' Bridge?"

Chloe nodded, blushing slightly. "I know it's super cliché but I know how much you love this city, and how much we love each other. And why not make it even more official than we already have. When in Rome, right?" Chloe laughed softly, "Well, when in Paris, but you know what I mean."

Aubrey turned to Chloe, her hand caressing Chloe's cheek, "I love you so much. Did you know that if two lovers kiss each other on this bridge, it's said they'll be happy forever."

Chloe bit her lip and looked at Aubrey, "What do you say, Bree? Want to put a lock on the fence and then kiss? Make it binding and all that jazz."

Aubrey laughed, "Did you bring one?"

"Silly question, Bree, of course I did." Chloe dug around in her purse and let out a noise of triumph when she found it. She had already taken the liberty of writing on it. "Do you want to put our names on it?"

Aubrey took the sharpie from Chloe's hand and wrote their names in her scrawling cursive. She turned it around and started crying instantly after she read the words, To our forever love song. She swore and wiped her eyes, trying to dry them, the hormones wreaking havoc with her emotions. She gripped Chloe's hand in hers and squeezed it, "I'm okay." She smiled at Chloe. "Do you have the key?"

Chloe opened the lock and walked with Aubrey to the fence, trying to find an open spot to put it. Finally finding one, she and Aubrey put it in place and locked it next to hundred and hundred of other memories. "You ready?" Chloe said, gesturing at the key in her hand.

"Forever?" Aubrey asked, meeting Chloe's blue eyes.

"Forever." They threw the key toward the Seine, not bothering to watch it hit the water as Aubrey swept Chloe into a deep kiss.

She pulled back finally, resting her forehead against Chloe's, "I love you."

"I love you too."

"I swear to God, Chloe, this was the worst idea you've ever had!" Aubrey screamed at her wife, gripping her hand tightly.

"I know, Bree, I'm a horrible person." Chloe nodded and smiled at the nurse, winking. "But you're so close, babe, just a couple more pushes and you're done. And I'm so excited to meet our kid."

"Yeah," Aubrey breathed heavily, trying to smile, "He's going to be amazing."

"She, Bree. I told you it was going to be a girl," Chloe shook her head and looked lovingly at her wife whose hair was plastered on her forehead, cheeks ruddy. Chloe kissed Aubrey on the forehead and then looked at her closely, "You can do this. I love you."

Aubrey prepared herself again to push once the doctor instructed her, thankful that Chloe could understand what they were saying after some prompting from Aubrey to learn the language a few weeks after they moved and settled into the city. She grunted with one final push and couldn't help bursting into tears upon hearing a shrill cry. "Est-ce qu'il est en bonne santé?" She asked, exhausted.

"Oui," the nurse nodded, cleaning the baby up and handing Chloe the bundle, "Vous avez un fils."

Chloe started crying softly, "Bree, did you hear that?" She placed the baby in Aubrey's arms, "We have a boy. We have a son."

"A healthy baby boy." Aubrey looked at the little human staring up at her, his eyes unfocused but she could almost swear he knew who she was. "Hey little guy, I'm your Maman, and this is your Mama."

Chloe's eyes were wet as she leaned forward and kissed her wife softly, "What are we going to name him, Bree?"

Aubrey looked at her and smiled, "Olivier David."

"Olivier David Posen," Chloe brushed Aubrey's hair from her forehead, "I like it. And I'm sure Dad will appreciate his name being the middle name."

"He's a good dad."

"Yeah, he is." Chloe trailed her finger over Olivier's soft cheek. "I'm so proud of you, Bree."

Aubrey was adjusting the sling, where Olivier was currently resting so he could have his mid-morning snack without Aubrey's arms getting tired, when she heard a knock on the door. "Chloe?" She called out to the other woman who was getting ready in the bedroom, "I think your parents are here."

"Okay, Bree," Chloe finished button her shirt and kissed Aubrey softly, walking over to the door. She opened it, smiling, "Mom, Dad!"

She was wrapped up in an immediate hug, "Congratulations, baby!" her mother exclaimed, "Where is Aubrey? And where is my grandson?"

"Aubrey's just through there. And she's feeding Ollie right now but I'm sure she'd be fine with talking to you during."

The other woman made her way quickly into the direction where Chloe had pointed.

"Hi, Dad," Chloe smiled at her father, hugging him again and closing the door behind him.

"Hi, ladybug. How are they?"

"So amazing, Daddy."

He cleared his throat, eyes glistening, "I'm glad to hear that."

Chloe just laughed, "Come on, you big softy, let's go say hi."

"I don't think I've ever been this happy," Chloe admitted to Beca, watching Aubrey play with Olivier in the snow. He was bundled in quite possibly the cutest snowsuit she had ever seen. His strawberry blonde curls barely visible underneath a hand knitted hat, courtesy of Aubrey's mom.

"Ollie is adorable, I'll give you that. You three are probably the sweetest family ever."

Chloe looked at Beca, her cheeks were bright red from the biting cold. She wrapped her arm around Beca and pulled her close. "Are you happy, Beca?"

Beca looked stunned for a moment before responding, "I am. And I hope Jesse is too."

"Good," Chloe nodded and then smiled brightly when she caught sight of the aforementioned man in the background, "There he is now!"

Jesse was carrying a large thermos in his left hand and basket in his right. Beca removed herself from Chloe's hold and jumped up to help him, "You could have asked for help, Jesse," she scolded lightly, grabbing the thermos from his hands.

"But you're so tiny, I didn't want to have to worry about someone thinking child labor was happening."

"Oh shut up," Beca hit him lightly. "I'm not that small."

"You kind of are," Aubrey said from behind them, Olivier wrapped firmly in her arms, startling Beca.

Beca turned to glare at her before cracking a smile, "I can't win with you people."

"Nope," Jesse pressed a kiss on the top of her head and nodded at Aubrey. "Now let's have hot cocoa."

"Sounds great to me!" Chloe popped up beside Aubrey and kissed her son before bopping him lightly on the nose. Laughing at his giggle, she leaned in and kissed Aubrey on the lips, "Come on, I'm freezing!"

"You two are the ones who insisted we visit you in France during the winter, what did you expect?" Beca muttered.

Aubrey laughed and then motioned for Chloe to take the thermos from Beca. "Beca, why don't you hold Ollie for a little bit, he's getting tired."

Beca's eyes widened, "What? No!" At Aubrey's frown she looked down, "I mean, what if I drop him?"

Aubrey snickered, "We're going to be sitting down. I doubt you'll drop him, and if you do, he's close to the ground and has enough padding with his suit and the snow that he'll be fine."

Beca gaped, long gone was the control freak Aubrey from college. "Motherhood has changed you, Posen."

Chloe set the thermos down on the table and wrapped her arms around Aubrey's waist from behind. "In only good ways, I assure you."

"Gross," Beca said, finally accepting the nearly one-year-old who immediately snuggled into her chest. She sighed looking down at him, "You are too cute for your own good, you know?" He looked up at her and smiled, reaching up to grab a strand of her hair.

"He likes you!" Chloe grinned and kissed Aubrey's neck, whispering a soft 'I told you so'. Aubrey owed her a backrub when they got home. They had bet each other about how Beca would react to their son.

"Yeah, yeah, I knew I should have agreed with you."

"And just remember that for the future, babe."

Jesse laughed, "Alright, let's drink some cocoa! Beca and I only have a couple more days left before we have to leave for Georgia."

Chloe sat next to Beca, support in case she needed to take Olivier off her hands. "Do you ever think about it, Beca?" Chloe asked.

"Having kids?" Beca was surprised to remember she had never talked about it with the other woman, "I've thought about it, but I just don't want any myself." She shrugged and looked down at Olivier who had started to fall asleep. She stroked his cheek lightly, "I'm happy being an Aunt to this little guy here, and any other kids you two have."

"Just curious," Chloe knew from conversation with Aubrey about Beca and Jesse's fights a couple years previous about having children, and she wanted to check in. "Well, you're welcome anytime. I'm sorry we're not closer." Chloe looked at Aubrey who was engaged in a conversation with Jesse about something, catching her eyes, Chloe winked, "I think we needed the move though. I'd go anywhere she needed me to go."

"Yeah," Beca said, looking at Jesse, "I know the feeling."