Disclaimer: I do not own Glee or its characters.

A/N: Well… This is THE END guys. I hope you have enjoyed reading this as much as I have enjoyed myself writing it. This is the best shipper I've ever written for, you are amazing. I'll keep reading and probably I'll keep writing stuff.

Thanks to all of you and special thanks to my beta With_Good_Grace.

Speaking of my beta, her amazing story 'My only exception' is still on. Go check it!

EPILOGUE

Brittany walks side by side with Rachel.

"Do you want me to tell them?" Brittany asks.

"Haven't you told Santana yet?"

"Believe me. It's been hard." She smiles wickedly. "So… do you want me to tell them?"

"Please…" She begs.

"Girls? Stop ignoring us and tell us!" Santana jumps from the other side of the table, where she is sitting by Quinn's side.

"As you know… Mark was stupid enough to hit a policeman in his way out of the theatre. So now he is going to be in jail for a few months."

"Yeah… I heard he got fired too, because it was bad press for the musical." Rachel intervenes.

"Pretty much the scandal will prevent him for getting a role in the city for a while."

"So he's out of our life for good." Rachel smiles slightly and Quinn puts her hand over the brunette's, caressing it and making the smile grow wider.

"For good." The blonde smiles too.

Santana shares a look with Brittany and sighs in frustration, shaking her head and hoping someday they'll be able to straight things out and maybe start a relationship. Brittany laughs quietly at Santana's frustration.

It's the middle of the night. She knows she shouldn't disturb Quinn now that she's sleeping, but she can't seem to get any sleep. All her thoughts come back to the same thing.

Quinn isn't really asleep. She was, but a brunette constantly moving in her arms woke her up some time ago.

"What's the matter, Rach?" Quinn whispers.

"Are you awake?" The brunette stops abruptly and whispers back.

"No, I'm talking in my sleep." Quinn says still with her eyes closed and Rachel laughs quietly. "What is in your mind?"

"I… uhm…" Quinn pinches her on her side. "Ah! I think I should stop by the apartment."

"Do you need to get something? Do you want me to help you?"

Rachel bites her lip, doubtful. She doesn't want to seem ungrateful. "I was thinking…"

"Yes?" Quinn pushes.

"I was thinking that now Mark is out of the picture, you don't have to put up with me in here." Quinn opens her eyes in alarm. "I can go back to my place now." Quinn turns the tiny brunette around, facing her.

"We're not putting up with you, Rach." She says, swimming in the darkness of the room to her dark brown eyes. "Do you really want to go back to that apartment? Doesn't it bring you bad memories?"

Rachel can't maintain the blonde's eyes on hers. "Well, maybe I could search for a new place…"

Quinn brings her hand up to Rachel's neck and forces her to look back into her hazel eyes. She looks at her intensely, trying to make her understand without pronouncing the words. However, there are times when it's necessary to do so.

"Please, stay with us." Quinn begs.

"Thank you, Quinn." Rachel smiles. "But there is no need anymore, I can get out of your hair now. Though I'm definitely visiting anyway…" Rachel starts rambling.

"I need you." Quinn whispers on top, Rachel stops talking and stares at her in silence. Quinn looks back at her, watching how her words sink in the brunette.

"What?" Rachel says in an excited whisper.

Quinn takes again her hand up Rachel's side, caressing every inch of skin she finds and lands it in her neck.

"I need you here, with me."

Rachel feels her eyes growing wet and her sight blurry. She smiles and shakes a little bit, causing the blonde to make a worried frown. That only makes Rachel smile wider and laugh and Quinn looks more and more confused. Then Rachel puts her arms around Quinn's waist and brings her head closer to Quinn's.

"Then… I guess I'm staying." Quinn feels a happy, warm feeling, growing inside of her, but nothing compared to what she feels when a mysterious force finally brings her lips together and they kiss tenderly.

They enjoy themselves tasting each other until they need to pull back for a breath. They look at each other once more, this time seeing each other in a new light. After they catch their breath, they begin to kiss with more desire, urgency and passion.

Quinn can't think straight. Her sweet, soft lips on hers. Her tiny hands all over her body. The sweet smell of her hair. Her hot breath in her face, making every hair raise and her body to ache for more.

The temperature in the room rises considerably or at least, that's what they think, because the clothes start to come off. Rachel's hand slides down Quinn's bare back, making a shiver run through the blonde's spine.

Quinn stops on top of the brunette. She stops the kissing to catch her breath and whispers. "Rach… are you sure of this?"

Rachel looks into her hazel eyes and finds a mixture of desire, love and worry. The brunette can't believe how she can feel this way for a person. It doesn't feel realistic the way she would jump each time she sees the blonde smile, how everyday by her side is a perfect day. It feels unbelievable that after all she's been through happiness is so easy to find in the most ordinary moments. Rachel smiles out of happiness. She smiles with her lips, her eyes and her heart.

"I've never been surer of anything in my life. I… I love you." She can't even believe how easy and simple that words slip her mouth. But it's just the truth. And she can't bring herself to think about feeling this way about any of her ex, not Noah, not Finn, and definitely not Mark.

"I love you too, Rachel." Quinn smiles widely and Rachel feels complete for the first time in her life.

The bedroom door opens abruptly and a little blonde charges towards the bed with two pillows in her hands. She throws them to the two heads showing from under the sheets.

"Wha… what happens?" Quinn says, disoriented.

"Wake up! We're going to be late!"

"We are awake… we are." Rachel replies dumbly.

"You better. Next time I'll pour water over you two. Maybe that's what you need. Daddy said you were on fire last night." Both of open their eyes and cover themselves with the sheets a little bit embarrased. "Anyway, dad and I are cooking breakfast. Hurry up! I'm going to tell auntie San it's your fault."

Beth closes the door behind her living the two girls in bed with an awkward expression between embarrassment and worry. As they are left alone, they both turn to face each other. They search in each other's eyes for a hint of regret, but all they find is happiness and they have no choice but to smile.

"Good morning." Quinn says happily and she kisses the brunette's cheek gently, keeping her face close.

"Good morning" The brunette answers smiley, brushing the top of their noses together and kissing quickly the blonde's lips. Quinn decides a quick kiss is not enough and kisses her back, deepening the kiss a little more. They finally break the kiss because of the lack of oxygen in their lungs. "I was afraid everything was a dream." Rachel says a little embarrassed.

"This is better than a dream." Quinn caresses the brunette cheek and kisses quickly again her soft lips.

"Mom! Rachel!" They hear.

"Ok. So maybe in my dreams they wouldn't interrupt us like that." Rachel laughs quietly but she stops, lost in her thoughts. "What?"

"Come on. Let's get ready." Rachel pushes Quinn to her side and gets up from the bed. Quinn feel a little rejected. "Beth could find us like this and…" Something snaps in Quinn's brain and she takes a determination.

They get ready under the Beth's curious eyes and they leave as soon as possible. However, they are late again.

"I can't believe you, lazy asses." Santana growls at them. "Every weekend the same story. Always late!"

"It was their fault!" Beth accuses the two girls.

"Yeah, totally. They were too tired this morning." Noah says playfully.

Santana gets it immediately but Quinn doesn't give her enough time to make a comment. She invites herself into the house, making sure Rachel is by her side.

"Hi, Brittany!" She salutes the other blonde happily. Beth runs into the house and towards her auntie.

"Hi, auntie Brit!"

"Hi honey. What's up?"

"We were late because of mom and Rachel." She accuses them again.

Quinn grunts in exasperation. "Can't you leave it already?" Everybody laughs around her, Rachel included, which Quinn gets as a sign. Santana closes the door and Quinn finds Rachel's hand, squeezing it.

"Okay. I've got an announcement to make."

Santana turns around them and now they are all facing the two girls against the door. Quinn looks nervously to Rachel and she can see a hint of excitement in her eyes.

"What? You are a lazy ass? We already knew it, Fabray." Santana makes a little joke to make the air between them lighter and catch their attention.

Rachel gives her a little nod and Quinn faces their friends and family again.

"Beth, do you know your aunties love each other very much, right?"

"Duh… of course I know, mom." She says as Brittany hugs her.

"Rachel and I… we love each other that much."

"I… know…" Beth says as she shakes her head at the obvious.

The sound of the oven's timer brings everyone out of their silence.

"Food's ready!" Brittany sings as she goes back to the kitchen with Beth following her.

"What are we having, auntie Brit?"

"Something I'm sure you'll like. It's a special recipe I learnt from my grandma!"

"Great!"

"Do you need help with something?" Noah offers.

"Could you choose the wine?" Brittany answers and Noah disappears.

Santana is the only one to stay behind. She smirks knowingly at Quinn.

"Oh, shut up!" The blonde says, but she ends up laughing and sticking her tongue out for the latina.

"Congrats." She says turning around. "It was about damn time."

They are left alone in the hall. Quinn faces Rachel.

"Well…" She starts. "I guess we're out. Are you ok?"

"I'm fine." The brunette says. "And you?"

"A little disappointed, I must say…" Quinn says, looking around. "But I'm the happiest person in the world just to be with you."

The brunette bits her lip and leans towards the taller girl, who is meeting her in the middle.

"That's cheesy." Beth appears out of nowhere, interrupting. "Are you going to kiss now?"

"Hm… are you ok with it?" The brunette asks.

"Ok by me." They kiss gently in front of her.

"I'm getting this Italian wine, it seems pretty good…" Noah says coming to the hall. "Wow, oh…" He interrupts them.

"Daddy, when are you going to get a girlfriend? Or a boyfriend?"

"I'm pretty sure I only like girls but... Let me be, kiddo! I'm still young and pretty."

"You old man…"

"Did you hear what she just told me?" Noah grabs her with one hand and takes her over his shoulder. "You're going to pay." He leaves the bottle of wine in a table and tickles his daughter, who screams and laughs.

Brittany and Santana come into the room. "Hey, are you going to stand there all day? Let's eat!"

"Yeah, come on couple." Brittany adds bringing the bowl of sauce to the table. The blonde gets a little spoon and brings it to Santana's lips to taste it.

"Mmm… I like it." The latina says. She looks back at Brittany who is smiling at her. "What?"

"You've got a bit of sauce in your lip. I'll take it." Brittany kisses her and Santana kisses her back happily.

Meanwhile, Noah and Beth are around the table. They look at each other suspiciously, then to the hostesses and then back to each other, smiling. They dip a finger in the sauce and taste it.

"Mmm. It's really good." Beth says, going for a second dip of her finger.

"Get your hands out of my sauce!" Brittany exclaims in a tone that doesn't suit her at all and all of them just end up laughing.

Some words echoes on Rachel's mind and Quinn takes her hand again. They walk into the room with all the people they love just happy.

"It'll be ok. You've got me. You've got us…"

She looks at Quinn, searches her eyes and she's sure she will be ok. She will be more than ok.

THE END.