Okay guys, this is the final chapter. I KNOW. I've been avoiding this for a very long time on purpose. I REALLY don't want to end this, but I think (and hope) that I've found the proper way to end it. Enjoy!

Chapter 25

-Sam-

Sam walked up the small hill to the clear field right in front of him. The air smelled delicious, and cool; the sun was hitting the grass just perfectly to pull off a nice, intense green color that complemented the dark mahogany of the trees that towered above the blades. Sam hadn't been here in almost ten years and with each step he took a new memory from the past ten years flashed in his head.

"Because you intrigue me Samuel Evans. There's something about you that makes me… think too much."

The sound of loose leaves crunched quietly under Sam's shoes as he kept towards the giant tree in front of him.

"It doesn't matter Blaine." Sam said quickly his voice full of anger. "When we got to the theatre you would probably leave, just as soon as the movie got interesting. You seem to have a knack for doing that to people."

Crunch, crunch, crunch.

"About damn time Blaine." Sam smiled, and he pulled Blaine into him. Finally their lips met again. Sam had waited for this day ever since the day in the park. This time Blaine, didn't taste like celery or show any signs of moving away. Instead he tasted like mint, and was very much planning on sticking around. Sam felt every part of Blaine as they melted together for the few seconds they were connected. Finally Sam pulled away.

"You have no idea how long I've wanted to do that." Sam said, and Blaine chuckled. Sam had never felt so happy in his entire life."

Finally Sam reached his destination. He sat right under the tree and the shadows of the leaves gave his exposed arms goose bumps. He mentally noted that he was still lost in his head, but he didn't worry, and let it continue.

"Alright." Blaine said standing up. He walked over to Sam's bedroom door and stopped. "I love you Samuel." he said in a quiet and timid voice. Sam could hear the nervousness in his tone. Every cell in Sam's body felt warm. Sam felt his heart do a somersault and the butterflies that were in his stomach were going crazy. Sam felt his mouth grow into a huge smile as he responded. "I love you too Blaine."

Sam smiled at the memory. Blaine was so nervous, but Sam had already decided that he was in love. But he also remembered all of the painful stuff too.

"I've been lying to you. We all have." Blaine said. "I didn't stay with you the whole time you were in the hospital. I refused to go at first. Mike and Quinn came to my house and made me go. I was only there for a couple of weeks." his sobbing became more intense, and he fell into the bleachers behind him.

"You…. you weren't there?" Sam said. His stomach hurt. His chest was collapsing onto his heart that was breaking. Sam could hear it in his ears. It felt like someone had punched him in the head. He was so unprepared. Sam unfocused his eyes. The tears were welling up in front of the blue that occupied there once before. Suddenly the anger came.

"You lied to me?" Sam said, his voice rising at Blaine who just sat there, crying and nodding. "Why the hell did you lie?" he yelled.

"Because." Blaine said. "You believed in me so much that I made everyone lie to you. I knew the second you woke up how you felt. I could see it in your eyes. To shatter the image would tear you apart." Blaine said. "I only decided to tell you yesterday. Ever since I lost my father, I didn't want to lie to myself anymore, and try to live in a fantasy world with you."

"You knew what this was going to do? Why not just keep up the lie Blaine?" Sam yelled again. He was so angry.

"And let you live in blissful ignorance?" Blaine said standing, his voice was small. He knew what he had done was wrong. "I love you Samuel, I couldn't keep lying to you."

"This whole relationship was a lie Blaine! Everything that we have built our relationship was a big lie! I can't believe you would do this to me!" Sam could feel the tears on his face as he yelled at Blaine. "I trusted you." he said. "You were the reason I woke up, and now I don't ever want to see you again."

"Sam….I'm so sorry." Blaine whimpered, but Sam ignored him as he stormed away towards the parking lot, leaving Blaine just as alone as Blaine had left him."

Sam was cut off by Blaine's hands on his face and his lips meeting Sam's. Sam's entire body relaxed and his arms wrapped around Blaine's and Blaine's body was on top of Sam's. It felt so right for Sam to be in that moment, with the person that he truly love connected with him and all of their problems forgotten. Blaine finally broke the kiss, staring into Sam's eyes.

Sam laid back in the grass, a small frown on his face at the painful memories. Sam and Blaine had been through so much over the past 10 years. Sam honestly couldn't believe that everything that happened was actually something real and something so perfect.

Sam was stunned. His mind was fuzzy and… so were his eyes? Everything was so confusing and happening so suddenly, but at the same time Sam felt like he was moving in slow motion. His heart had literally stopped in his chest and his whole body felt numb. He looked down at Blaine; hair gelled back, and wide and hopeful smile spread across his face. Sam's eyes travelled further down to Blaine's hand where a simple, but perfect gold band was perched in a tiny black box.

"Samuel Anthony Evans, will you do me the most perfect honor of becoming my husband?" Blaine said, his huge eyes glistening in the light of the restaurant. Sam looked up at the people surrounding them. Mike, Quinn and Santana were all looking at him with wide smiles on their faces. Sam was actually able to register that Mike had just as many tears in his eyes.

Sam looked down at Blaine again.

"Of course I will Blaine." Sam managed to croak out. "Nothing in the world would make me happier."

Sam's thumb traced over the two rings that had been on his hand for almost ten years and a wide smile took over Sam's face.

Sam's tounge fought for dominance over Blaine's as his heart beat faster and faster in his chest. Suddenly Blaine gathered strength from an unknown place in his body as their mouths separated, and flipped Sam on his back as he ran his hands over Sam's exposed torso.

"I love you Sammy." Blaine said as their eyes met.

"I love you too Blaine. So much. This is the best honeymoon ever." Sam said.

"It's about to become better." Blaine said as a lustful look took over his face, and his hands dropped to the waistband of Sam's boxers.

Suddenly Sam heard a shriek close by and he closed his eyes with a smile as the voices drew closer.

"Daddy! Berny won't qwit pulling muh hair!" a little girl whined.

"She keeps taking my stuff and putting lipstick all over it!" an older girl argued back.

"Bernadette, quit pulling hair, and Amy you know you're not supposed to have lipstick. Where did you even get it?"

The little girls voice was quiet as they were only a couple of yards away from Sam. "Auntie 'Tana. She told me it would make me pwetty."

Finally Sam sat up and looked at his daughters. "Amy, you don't need makeup to be pretty, you're already the most beautiful girl in the entire world."

Amy flipped her long, curly dark hair as she looked at her dad. "Aw Papa. Your jus' sayin' dat."

"No." Sam said as his smile grew larger. "I mean it. You are gorgeous."

Amy looked at him with furrowed eyebrows as she walked into Sam's open arms and sat in his lap. "Are you sure?" She said in a small voice.

"Positive." Sam confirmed. "Ask your dad." He said looking up at Blaine.

"We wouldn't lie. Blaine said as he sat next to Sam with Bernadette's long blonde hair hitting him in the face as she popped down on his lap.

"Am I pretty too Daddy?" Bernadette said looking back at Blaine with big green eyes.

"Of course." Blaine said. "You two are the most beautiful people in the world, except for only one person."

"Who's dat?" Amy asked, her blue eyes looking concerned.

Blaine grabbed Sam's hand and looked at him. "Your daddy." And as the Evans-Anderson girls made sounds of disgusts, Sam and Blaine shared a kiss in the first place they ever had one.

Okay guys, it's all over. D: I can't believe that almost a year ago I learned about fanfiction and decided to take a whack at creating my own stories. Guys, the amount of favorites, PM's and reviews have been astonishing and I never expected for 10 people to even read it, but I've had almost 500 people read, review and edit these chapters with me.

I would personally like to thank Loki Firefox, for his amazing insight. Without him I would have never gotten people to understand the intensity that I was creating in my brain.

I would also like to thank Vita. Amore. Riso for her ideas, input and constant upkeep with my story.

And of course all 500 of you that have read this. You guys are amazing.