Chapter 10- Epilogue: The Question

"I'm so lucky that I have forever to keep loving you."

4 Years Later

"You're not serious, right?"

I tilt my head. "Why would I not be serious?"

"Andrew Garfield made a much better Peter Parker than Tobey Maguire!" Kurt splutters. He's so cute when he's passionate about something. It's not often that we disagree, but Kurt usually makes me see sense when we do. But, this time, I'm not backing down.

"That's your opinion, I'm just saying that I didn't really believe Andrew Garfield. Sure, he looked the part, but his performance didn't really move me."

Kurt rolls his eyes. "I still don't agree."

"You're so cute when you're passionate." I kiss his nose gently. "One of the many things I love about you."

He looks up at me from his position lying across my lap and then looks around at his surroundings. "Do you ever think about that night, four years ago?"

"Every day since it happened. Why do you ask?" I'm genuinely curious if his reasons are the same as mine.

"That night was a complete oxymoron. The best and worst night of my life. I was at such a low that I didn't know if I could stay alive anymore and then I met you. You travelled across the country on a whim because you were drawn to one particular bridge."

I shake my head. "No. I was drawn to you. Whether it was to keep you from death or to keep me from it, I still can't decide. As soon as I saw you, I knew that everything was going to change. I knew that you were the reason I was there, the reason I had to keep on living. It's strange actually…"

"How so?"

"The person you were back then. He was…cold, withdrawn and with good reason. You had nothing left."

"And now I have everything," he states declaratively.

"Oh, really?"

"Sure I do," he shrugs. "I get to be with you forever. That's more than any single human gets in their lifetime. Plus I have unlimited time on my hands. You know how many movies I can watch in that amount of time?"

"Lots, I imagine," I grin, moving a stray hair from Kurt's forehead. It took him a long time to let me touch his hair properly. For him, that's a big thing. "Listen, I have something to say and I want you to let me say it."

"If this is about Tobey Maguire…"

I chuckle lowly, leaning down to kiss his forehead. "It's not, I promise. It's about you. And me. We have forever, Kurt, and there are so many things we can do. In fact, we'll probably run out of things to do. But we'll be together and that matters more than anything else to me. Before you, I'm not sure that my life had any value. I was a monster, living only because there never seemed to be any alternative. Then I thought of one and that's how I met you. Now, I have purpose, meaning, a reason to be something more than just a monster. I'm accountable to you, my actions affect you. It doesn't matter what I say or where I say it, it only matters if it makes you happy.

"Four years ago today we came across each other. We didn't understand each other very much, even though we had one glaring thing in common. These four years have been the hardest and the easiest. It was hard to feel powerless during your transformation, while I knew you were in pain. It was hard to see you struggle with your thirst. But it was never hard to love you, Kurt.

"In fact, it's been a genuine pleasure to have your heart for four years, beating or no. I brought you here, back to the bridge where we met for the first time, because it would be nothing short of a true honour to keep your heart forever, just as long as you'll keep mine."

"Edward…"

I smile crookedly, as he jolts up from my lap, head in his hands.

I dig around in my pocket and retract my hand.

I open the box.

"Kurt Elizabeth Hummel, will you do me the extraordinary honour of becoming my husband?"

There are tears in his eyes and I know I've done a good job.

I already know what he's going to say and this isn't a case of mind reading.

"Nothing would make me happier."

I take the shimmering diamond ring out of the box while I take his hand with my other one. The ring fits perfectly, of course. Rosalie guessed the size. I'm sort of hopeless with that kind of thing, though I did pick the ring. I just hope he likes it.

"Edward, it's gorgeous! Alice must've picked it."

I'm smiling beyond belief.

I'm engaged.

Four years ago, I begged for death.

Now I'm engaged to a wonderful man with nothing but happiness ahead of me.

"I'll have you know I selected it on my own," I say smugly, beaming with pride.

He makes a small 'O' shape with his mouth before my lips cause the formation to change, my hand on the back of his head. Behind my eyelids, four years flash by.

"Yes, I'll do it. I'll come and live with you."

"Maybe life will be easier now that we have each other."

"I'm very glad I met you, too."

"I don't regret meeting you there if that's what you're thinking."

"I won't give up on this, Kurt, I promise."

"That's how I know I'll love you forever, Kurt Hummel."

"Now the end doesn't seem so near."

"I love you."

"I just want you to know how much I care about you."

A tear slips down my cold cheek and I'm overwhelmed by how much I love this man. Kurt. My everything.

Kurt's crying, too. It's emotional to see, but I know that he's happy.

"Wedding planning!" He squeaks chirpily.

I roll my eyes playfully. "Do we have to think about that now? We have forever, after all."

"That means something different every time I say it."

"How do you mean?"

"I have all the time in the world to make opportunities for myself. To experience everything. I'm so lucky that I have forever to keep loving you, Edward Cullen."

"I'm the lucky one," I correct him, kissing his mouth squarely.

"We're both lucky."

I blink forcibly a few times, thinking about that.

That's when I realise…

"Luck had nothing to do with it, Kurt. This was written in the stars and has been until the moment it began. We were always going to find each other, however it happened. Every little thing that has happened since we met has been planned for us. Even the worst parts."

"Even Sam," Kurt agreed, melancholia etched all over his face.

"Even Sam."

"In a strange, twisted way, we have him to think for this. For our forever."

I nod. It makes sense, even in its most basic form. I kick the wall below me, my feet swinging in time with Kurt's.

We're sitting on the very bridge that introduced us, looking out over the water below us, seeing the current take each particle to somewhere completely different with each second. I like to think of our future like that. Different places, different times, the same purpose. Kurt is my life now and I wouldn't have it another way.

I'm lost in my thoughts until Kurt puts his head on my shoulder.

"You're using my bridge."

A laugh escapes my throat, a strange echo to the past swirling around my brain. The words are the same, but the circumstances couldn't be more different.

I put my arm around his waist, pulling him even closer to me, never wanting to let go ever again.

"Correction: this is our bridge."

And it is. The bridge represents so many different stages of our life together. Where we met, where I proposed, it even connects us to Sam, who was a major catalyst in our story. I'm not sure where he is and I'd rather not know.

"Edward?" Kurt says after a while of silence.

"Yes, my love?"

He chuckles. "You stole parts of your proposal from TV shows, didn't you?"

"Guilty as charged. I was hoping you'd spot them tucked away in there."

"I'm nothing if not thorough."

"Another of the many reasons why I love you," I say, kissing his head lightly, careful not to mess up his hair. I may have touching privileges, but not even I could escape the wrath of Kurt with messy hair. Even though I think it looks perfect. I think he always looks perfect.

"What are you thinking about? And you have to tell me, considering you have permanent access to my head."

"I'm thinking about you and how perfect you are," I say honestly.

"Liar, no you're not!"

"I swear, I am. As if anything else even matters."

He swallows deeply. "I love you."

I never thought it would be so easy to speak those three words with such depth and clarity. But I do it, I say them. And I mean them.

"I love you."

Author's Note: So there we go! The end of this story. I cried while writing this chapter, I'll admit. I love these two so much, together and as individuals! Thank you to all of you who followed me through this journey, and to all of you who stumble across it in its finished form. You're all incredible readers! My inbox is always open for sequel suggestions but, for now, I'm done with Kurt and Edward's story. If I get any ideas for small one shots depicting their life post-WAW, I'll tack them on the end of here. Otherwise, this is complete. Thank you again for all of the support, it means everything!

(P.S: If you can name the TV shows I referenced slightly in Edward's proposal, leave them in a review or a PM and I'll write a little one shot of your choosing maybe? Or if you can have a multi chapter request, I'll do that.)