Epilogue

A/N: Hello again Readers. Looks like we've finally made it to the finish line. This story has been a long yet wonderful journey. I've really enjoyed writing this story for you all, and from the bottom of my heart I hope you've enjoyed this journey as much as I have. I want to thank everyone for their comments and reviews and the constant support I've received throughout. You guys have truly been incredible. If it weren't for you, who knows if this would've ever gotten finished. Okay, enough of my blubbering haha. Ladies and gentlemen, here is the ending to Shot Into Love. Hope you enjoy and I'll see you next story.

Disclaimer: No, I do not own Glee.

**Kurt and Dave**

Seven years later, after their public declaration of love, found Dave and Kurt both living in New York. Dave was a very promising, up-and-coming sports agent. Kurt was quickly becoming a well renowned, flourishing designer upon launching his own clothing line. He had also written and was currently producing and directing his very own off Broadway play.

They got married their senior year of college. A year after their marriage began, the couple adopted a beautiful baby girl they named Amira. From the moment they laid eyes on her they were in love and that precious baby had them tightly wrapped around her little finger. Amira was now three years old and loved both her poppy and daddy so much.

When Dave arrived home from work, he opened the door to delicious smells wafting from the kitchen and the sound of his husband's melodious voice singing along with the radio. He quietly hung up his coat, placed his briefcase on the hall table, and slipped out of his shoes. His sock covered feet padded on the hardwood floor as he made his way to the kitchen. Kurt could sense his husband's presence before he even fully reached the doorway. A breathtaking smile spread wide across the paler man's face. "Sweetheart, you're home! How was your day?" Kurt asked as he wiped his hands and made his way straight into his adoring husband's waiting arms.

"Signed a new client, but I must say that I'm much happier now that I'm home with my wonderful family." Dave placed a long, sweet, hungry kiss to Kurt's lips. Kurt couldn't hold back the moan that escaped him. Kissing David never got old. It always felt new, exciting, and sensual. He's never lost the passion he's felt for the former jock, not even after all these years. The men diffidently broke apart at the sound of little feet thumping down the hallway. A tiny body flew into the expecting arms of one of her fathers. "Poppy! You're home. Me and daddy missed you so much!"

"Oh, Amira, sweetie, I missed you and your daddy both very much. You know being here with you is my favorite thing in the world."

"Guess what!?"

"What's that, Princess?"

"I drawed you a picture! I go get it for you."

"I can't wait to see it. I'm sure it's beautiful." He gently placed Amira back on her little feet and watched as she flew back out the room, her long brown hair bouncing behind her.

"She's right you know. We really did miss you."

"I missed you both too Fancy. Come here," he quietly beckoned Kurt into his arms. "You know how much I love you, don't you?"

Kurt absentmindedly rubbed over Dave's long healed bullet wound, "of course. I love you so much David. With all my heart. Now, are you hungry? I made your favorite. That pasta with the special sauce you love so much."

"I'm starving, and I don't just mean for the pasta. I can wait 'til later tonight for the real dessert though." Dave shot him a wink and went to help set the table. Their life really was great. They had each other, their precious little girl, jobs they both loved. But most of all, they got to experience each and every day together whether it be good or bad. They wouldn't change it for the world.

**Kurt, Dave, and Amira**

THE END