Disclaimer: I don't own Damian, Cameron, or anyone else from this show. Which is a problem, considering I'm like, marrying Damian…
Note: Okay, this is the end! It's been a super-fun ride, and this has been one of my favorite full-length stories ever written for this website. It's also one of the longest, which is crazy for me. If you'd like to read a companion/steamier version of this, check out my one-shot "That One Regret", if you haven't already. Also, if you have, you'll get the reference to the fan-fic that Cameron speaks of…
Note: Please review! Oh, and go check out my newest fic, "Constant Craving". The first chapter is Rory/Kurt, and a future one will be Cameron/Damian!
Chapter Twelve: Epilogue, or, "Baby, I Love You"
June 2011
"I can't believe we're about to watch the first episode," Damian settled on the couch of his and Cameron's temporary apartment. "This is so exciting!"
"I know," Cameron walked in with a large bowl of popcorn. "Hey, can you get the door?" He asked as he heard a knock.
"Sure!" Damian leapt up and opened it. "Hi!" He waved to Marissa, Samuel, Hannah, and Lindsay, who had come over to watch the episode with them.
"Hey," they stepped in, gathering around the television set, which was already tuned in.
"Ooh, popcorn," Hannah grabbed a handful. Cameron laughed and handed her the bowl.
"So, how has everyone been?" He asked.
"Great," Lindsay grinned. "Hannah and I are moving in together!"
"Wait, what?" Samuel did a double-take. "When did this happen?"
"Oh, it hasn't happened yet," Lindsay waved her hand. "But we're moving in in August."
"No, I mean…I thought you two hated each other," Samuel said confusedly.
"Well, we're friends now that we're not competing with each other anymore," Lindsay sat on the floor. "It's kind of like Kurt and Rachel, you know?"
"Which one of you is Kurt?" Cameron cracked, causing Hannah to elbow him in the ribs.
"Hush, guys, it's on!" Damian said excitedly, bouncing on the couch.
"Aww, it's just the auditions episode," Lindsay pouted. "Oh, look, there I am!"
"Wait," Damian squinted. "Is that…us?" He looked over at Cameron.
"Oh my God," Cameron muttered. "It is us!" He sucked in his breath as he watched them chat for a few moments before his own audition was shown, Robert Ulrich talking about how this "kid named Cameron" came in and "was just awesome". Damian stretched his arm out not-so-subtly and draped it around Cameron's shoulders.
"They loved you, sweetheart," he whispered. "From the very start."
Cameron felt a lump form in his throat. "Yeah, I guess they did," he managed to get out. The group watched through that episode and relaxed into the next one. "Aww, you guys had a bromance from the beginning," Hannah smiled softly. "It was meant to be."
"Oh, look, the fan favorite polls are open," Lindsay pointed to something at the bottom of the screen. "Let's see who's in the lead!" She whipped out her phone and checked the website.
"Who is it?" Samuel leaned forward, trying to look at the screen.
"Damian's winning…by a landslide," she whistled. "They adore you, Damo."
"Oh, come on, you're just joking with me," he blushed.
"No, take a look," she handed him her phone. He peered at the figures. "Wow, you were right. No one's even voting for you."
"Gee, thanks," she smacked him playfully. "So what happens if you win?"
"Well, Cameron and I talked about it…" Damian turned to face the blonde. "If either of us wins, we're using the money to buy a nicer apartment."
"That's very sweet," Marissa said quietly. "You two have such a lovely relationship."
"No, you and Sam definitely have a better one," Damian smiled at the red-blonde.
"Aww," Marissa blushed. "No, you definitely have a very nice relationship. It's not everyday one sees a same-sex couple like you two. You're more than boyfriends, you're also best friends, and that's very special."
"You're the nicest girl I know," Damian said honestly. "Besides you, of course," he said to Hannah.
"Shut up, I'm onscreen," Lindsay shushed them furiously. Damian and Hannah exchanged a glance before whacking her with pillows, making her shriek in protest.
One week later
"Ahahahahaha," Cameron laughed. "Oh, this is great!"
"I know," Damian nearly fell off the couch with laughter. "Look at you!"
"Me? Look at you," Cameron laughed harder at Damian's makeup and hair.
"Or Sam! Look at Sam!" Damian could hardly breathe for laughing so hard.
"Best episode so far," Cameron agreed, hitting the rewind button.
"Agreed," Damian clutched his stomach, which hurt from the laughing. "Agreed."
One week later
"Oh, the Vulnerability episode," Damian winced. "I don't know if I can watch this one…"
"It's okay," Cameron changed the channel. "We don't have to if you don't want."
"No," Damian closed his eyes. "Turn it on. We should watch it." He sat in silence as he watched himself cry on-camera, wincing as he did so. "I can't believe I cried…"
"That's nothing," Cameron waved him off. "Just wait til the next episode."
One week later
"Oh, my," Damian sucked in his breath. "I really can't dance, can I?"
"No, you can't," Cameron smiled. "But you look so damn cute when you try to."
"Wait," Damian sat up straighter. "I don't like how this is edited. It's like me and Hannah and then you're just all jealous and moody and stuff."
"Damian," Cameron said slowly. "That's really what happened."
"I…it is?" Damian blinked. "You were really that upset about us getting together?"
"I was," Cameron admitted. "But…I mean…oh, just watch the next episode."
One week later
"Aww," Damian smiled. "Marissa and Sam are so cute."
"Yeah," Cameron agreed. "That was very sweet. I didn't know their kiss was directed, though. That makes it very interesting, I think. But I guess it's what got them dating, sort of. So in a way, it totally worked out."
"Hold up," Damian held up a hand. "Hannah and I…"
"That wasn't directed," Cameron murmured. "Was it?"
"No," Damian closed his eyes. "I mean, it was…amazing, it was…but…now I feel kind of bad, like I cheated on you or something."
"No, don't feel bad," Cameron pulled him closer. "It was very sweet, and you made her very happy."
"But I didn't make you happy," Damian pointed at the screen, where Cameron looked as if he had been punched in the stomach watching the two kiss. "Oh, I made you upset…"
"I forgive you," Cameron gently kissed his boyfriend. "I completely forgive you."
"Thank you," Damian murmured. "That means so much to me. It really does."
One week later
"Whoa," Cameron winced. "I'm a…a monster." He watched in horror as he yelled at and pushed Marissa before verbally attacking Damian, the boy he was in love with, and then proceeded to brood about for the rest of the episode.
"No, no you're not," Damian whispered. "You were just…afraid."
"Afraid of being in love with you," Cameron slumped down. "God, I was horrible."
"No," Damian clucked his tongue, bringing Cameron down so that the blonde's head was lying in his lap. "No, you weren't horrible. Anyone else in your position would've done the same." He stroked Cameron's hair softly. "Even I would've done the same."
"Really?" Cameron murmured, shivering at Damian's gentle touch.
"Yes," Damian leaned to kiss the blonde's head. "Yes, I would have. And you, Cameron Mitchell, are not now, nor have you ever been, a monster."
"This is why I love you," the blonde said. "You love me exactly as I am."
One week later
"Oh, God. Oh, not the Sexuality episode," Damian groaned. "I really don't know if I can watch this one."
"What, you don't want to watch our first kiss?" Cameron teased.
"No, no, I do," Damian shook his head. "I just don't want to watch me cry after you did so, and I really, really don't want to watch you sacrifice yourself for me."
"But aren't you glad I did? If I hadn't, you would've been sent home that week," Cameron reasoned. "You like, owe me for life now."
Damian gave him a small smile. "Well…you do have a point…"
"Of course I do," Cameron grinned. "Now, let's watch, shall we?"
"Okay," Damian took in a deep breath. "Okay." He settled in to watch the episode. "I can't believe how much I flirted with Hannah and how cheesy I was."
"Oh, you were much worse than that," Cameron rolled his eyes. "This isn't all the footage, remember? By the way, you talk in your sleep. And let me tell you, sometimes I wish I had a condom to protect my ear from the stuff you talk about."
"Oh Lord," Damian's eyes widened. "Don't tell me I had a…you know…one of those kinds of dreams and spoke about it whilst unconscious."
"Sounded like it," Cameron smirked. "I think even Alex was grossed out by that one."
Damian shuddered. "I'm sorry you had to hear that, man."
"It was worth it when Alex told me you were saying my name in your sleep after I left," Cameron admitted. "Oh…wait, it's back on…hey, did you know that they kissed?"
"No," Damian furrowed his brow. "I did not know that Hannah and Lindsay kissed."
"Erm, surprise?" Cameron shrugged. "Oh," he softened. "Here it comes…"
"I'm crying," Damian gulped. "I'm actually crying. You freakin' kissed me, and I ran off set and cried about it." He shook his head. "God, I was a coward."
"No, not a coward at all. You, like me, were just…afraid."
"Yes," Damian nodded. "Afraid because it felt absolutely amazing when your lips touched mine. I felt…"
"Dizzy? Like you were going to collapse at any moment? That your knees were ready to give out and your heart would surely leap out of your chest?" Cameron supplied.
"Yes," Damian leaned his head against Cameron's shoulder. "All of the above and more." He watched in silence as Cameron made the decision to leave the competition. "You really did give it up for me," he blinked tears away. "All for me."
"Yes, baby. I gave it all up for you." Cameron tilted Damian's chin up to give him a small kiss. "I wouldn't have done it for anyone but you."
One week later
"Wow," Cameron sniggered. "You really are the corniest person ever."
"Oh, don't remind me," Damian groaned, embarrassed. "I mean, look at me. 'You are the only exception'? 'I'll only be thinking of you'? What am I, some sort of…"
"Bad screenwriter?" Cameron tried.
Damian glared at him. "Love-struck middle school boy?"
"It's kind of cute," Cameron put his arm around his boyfriend. "And Hannah looked rather happy despite your…cheesiness."
"I hated that she was in the bottom that week. She didn't deserve to go home," Damian said sadly. "D'you think she also threw the competition for me?"
"I'm not sure," Cameron said honestly. "But she must have really loved and cared about you to give you up like that."
"She did," Damian nodded. "We talked about it later, and yes, she admitted that she sacrificed her happiness and relationship for my happiness…and yours."
"Remind me to make her a bridesmaid or maid of honor in our wedding," Cameron mused. "She deserves it."
"Yes," Damian murmured. "She brought us together in the end." He squirmed and looked up at the taller boy. "Can she also be the godmum to our kids?"
"Wait, since when do we have kids?" Cameron did a double-take. "Of course she can," he softened. "She and Marissa both, or perhaps my own sisters."
"Wait, why Marissa?" Damian looked confused.
"Without her," Cameron said slowly. "I would've never come to terms with my love for you. And without her, I wouldn't have had the courage to be who I really am."
One week later
"This is kind of hilarious," Cameron laughed. "You were so totally clueless to the fact that I was in love with you."
"Not funny," Damian narrowed his eyes at the blonde. "It took like, five people and a confessional from you to even half convince me that you loved me."
"Wait," Cameron paused. "They cut out the footage where you and Sam snuck into the office or whatever it was to video-chat with me."
"Well, it was a secret mission, after all," Damian winked. "I would certainly hope no one had footage of that!"
"It was still kind of kick-ass," Cameron nudged his boyfriend gently.
"Yeah," Damian played it off casually. "I suppose it kind of was." He smiled as Cameron ruffled his hair affectionately, giving his cheek a small peck.
Two weeks later
"This is it," Damian took in a deep breath. "The finale episode."
"I'm so ready for this," Hannah turned up the volume on the television. "I wanna see you two get it on!"
"You didn't want to see it at the time," Cameron pointed out.
"Well, I want to see it now," Hannah shrugged. "It might be hot."
"Eww," Alex shuddered. "They're like, your brothers, Hannie."
"So? It's still hot. You can't tell me you wouldn't be turned on by two hot guys going at it on a reality show on national television."
"…you got me there," Alex popped a piece of cookie in his mouth. "It would be hot."
"Wait, wait," Hannah shushed him. "Dameron kiss in three…two…"
"Awww," she and Alex cooed.
"Shut up," Damian gently whacked her with one of the couch pillows.
"But it's so cute, baby brother!" She affectionately pinched his cheeks.
"Oh look," Cameron said loudly. "There's Bryce flirting with Hannah."
The redhead blushed deeply. "He was not flirting with me!"
"Then why are you blushing? And why do you have that new necklace with no explanation for where you got it? And why are you suddenly looking like you're going to maim me with that pillow?" Dameron cowered in the corner of the couch as she approached, pillow in hand, ready to strike.
"Oh, all right," she set it down on the floor. "It's…I can't lie to you, honey." She sighed, sitting down at Damian's feet. "He and I have had a…thing…for the past couple of months. We've just wanted to keep it a secret, you know?" She bowed her head. "I'm sorry I didn't tell you before."
"Wait, so Brannah is legit?" Cameron smiled softly. "Finally."
She made a face at him. "Yes, I suppose it is."
"Well, I'm happy for you, girl," Alex patted her knee. "Uncle Alex is always here."
"Thanks," she said shyly. "And please, don't talk to anyone about this, guys. I'm serious. I don't want this to be public. That means no Tweeting about it, Cameron Mitchell."
"Who me?" Cameron asked innocently. She shot him a death glare. "Oh, you know I wouldn't do that, Han. I respect your privacy, and Bryce's."
"Thank you," she smiled sweetly. "Now, let's get back to the show."
"Wait, wait," Alex held up his phone. "Speaking of Twitter, you'll never guess what's trending at this very moment."
"What, is it another Idina Menzel thing?" Damian rolled his eyes.
"…no," Alex glared daggers at him. "I think, Mr. Damian, it will interest you that, and I quote, 'Dameron', is a United States trending topic."
"What?" Damian grabbed the phone out of the boy's hand. "Whoa baby!"
"That's rich," Cameron chuckled. "The fangirls have spoken already."
"Does this mean there's gonna be more fan-fiction written about us?" Damian asked quietly, handing Alex his phone back.
"Oh, don't get me started on that stuff," Cameron rolled his eyes. "The last one I read involved us having random phone sex."
"What?" Damian nearly jumped off the couch. "Phone sex?"
"Oh, yeah, I think I read that one," Alex grinned wickedly. "Didn't it also involve you two having sex in a hotel room?"
"Whoa," Hannah's eyes widened. "That's…wait, Cameron, why are you reading fan-fiction involving the two of you anyway?"
"I plead the fifth," Cameron muttered. "You'd be surprised at how much 'Dannah' fiction is out there. I swear, those girls have no lives to be writing these stories…"
"Please tell me none of those involve us having…relations," Damian moaned.
"Nah, they're all PG-rated, don't worry," Cameron waved his hand.
"Whew," Damian sighed in relief. "May I see this story you spoke of earlier?" He asked sheepishly, turning bright red.
"Baby Damo has a dirty mind!" Alex giggled. "Oh, it's a hot story, honey."
"Oh, I've always known that my boyfriend has a dirty mind," Cameron laughed. "You don't want to know what he talks about in his sleep, I swear…"
"Trust me, Cammie, I know what the leprechaun talks about while unconscious," Alex shook his head. "After you quit, it was real bad. I think one night he was going on about you kissing him all over. And by all over, I do mean all over."
"I took a nap with him once," Hannah nodded. "And he started babbling about cheese."
"Oh, God," Damian looked embarrassed. "I…I'm so sorry!"
"It's okay," Cameron tickled him gently. "Baby, I love you."
Five years later
"I can't believe they're getting married!" Lindsay squealed.
"Yeah, it's only been, what, six years?" Emily quipped. "But yeah, finally."
"Why do we have to wear these candy-colored bridesmaids' dresses again?" Hannah looked down at the baby-blue dress she wore.
"Because Marissa wanted us to?" Lindsay replied. "I like them."
"It'll all be worth it soon," Emily said. "Oh, and I have some news for you, ladies." They leaned in closer to hear her. "I heard Cameron talking to Sam earlier. And from what I gather, he's planning on proposing to our dear darling Irish brother…tonight!"
"What!" Lindsay gasped. "Oh! Oh, this is so exciting! Oh, God, it's about time!"
"Are you sure?" Hannah blinked. "I mean...are you sure that's what he said?"
"I'm pretty damn sure I heard the words 'propose', 'Damian', and 'tonight' came out of Cameron Mitchell's mouth," Emily insisted.
"Another Glee wedding," Lindsay clapped. "Oh, I better start planning!"
"Whoa there," Emily grabbed her wrist. "First, Damian kind of has to say yes."
"Oh, right," Lindsay smoothed her hair back. "Well, let's hope he does! Oh, they're just so perfect together."
That night
"Damian," Cameron cleared his throat. "Um, can I talk to you out in the hall? I don't want to steal the thunder from the bride and groom."
"Sure," Damian said quickly, standing up and following his boyfriend out of the room. "What's up?"
"Damian," Cameron took his hand. He sighed. "Damian," he said again. "I love you. You know that I love you. I feel as if I don't say it enough, but I love you more than life itself. Ever since I first met you six years ago last week, I've been head over heels for you. And when I found out that you loved me back," the blonde choked back a sob. "I've been the happiest man in the world." He fumbled for something in his pocket. "I...God, Damian." He shakily settled himself to one knee. "Will you marry me?"
"Cameron," the Irish boy breathed. "Oh my God...is this happening? Surely, this is a dream..."
"No, not a dream at all," Cameron murmured. "I would be...honored...if you'd become my lawfully wedded husband."
"Well...well, yes, of course!" Damian laughed. "Yes!" He trembled with joy as Cameron slid the slight gold ring onto his finger, the blonde standing and hurriedly kissing him. "I love you," he mumbled. "And now I get to start my life with you."
"Baby," Cameron wiped a tear of joy from his cheek. "It's already started."
Cameron and Damian got married on June 3, 2017. They have two adopted children, Hannah Marissa and Samuel Bryce. They're living a life of love, music, and laughter. Happily ever after, just as things should be.
