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Epilogue

September 9th, 2022

The instrumental version of 'Light' faded, the crowd erupting into cheers as their phone torchlights broke from the synchronized motions to shake with their cheers.

Beca blinked back tears as she smiled out into the crowd, lifting a hand to brush through her hair.

The brunette glanced to her right, falling in love with the way her wife broke out into a wide smile, fingers brushing away fallen tears as she thanked the crowd into her mic.

"Thank you so much," Chloe began to say, smiling at her wife for moment before looking back to their fans. "That song means a lot to Bec and I. Beca wrote it around Christmas 2020 and we gave it to our little Rory for her fourth birthday. The song was always meant for her, even though Beca said how it was for me, I knew it was for the person we loved more than anything else. You see: Rory's smile is something special. She just has this way of making every bad thing disappear when she smiles, especially that super goofy toothy grin. God, it's addictive."

"You're telling me. I could've looked at that face forever," Beca said, earning some laughs from the crowd. "Remember what you told me when Rory was being born? I was having a total meltdown and my wife, who was pushing a human out of her I might add, ignored her pain to talk me down. What was it that you said about our baby, Chlo?"

Chloe hummed and rocked with her mic for a moment before speaking, "Holding Rory was going to be like holding the stars and the planets in our hands."

"Exactly," Beca said, nodding her head. "Only it was a hundred times more amazing and beautiful. Rory's the light of our lives, that's why this song's dedicated to her. Rory, you are the light of mommies eyes. We love you so much, monkey."

"Darn, I'm missing her again," Chloe said, sniffling as the memories came rushing back.

"Oh no, don't cry!" Beca hurried to her wife and wrapped her in a hug, earning some awes from the crowd who fell in love with the women's love.

"Sorry, sorry," Chloe laughed between her tears, wiping under eyes.

"I know how to fix this!" Beca placed her mic on the stage and ran off, earning some laughs from the crowd while front row audience members shouted their love to Chloe in the absences of Beca.

Two minutes later Beca was heard running back, the off stage mics picking up the sound of her footsteps.

Suddenly a giggle tore through the sound and Rory was running across the stage, Beca close behind as she made sure the little one didn't trip on her way to Chloe.

"Mama!" Rory greeted, jumping in the red head's embrace, grey eyes sparked with far too much excitement to fit inside of her little body.

"Did it work? Are you better?" Beca asked, picking her mic up again as she looked to her wife and daughter.

"So much better!" Chloe laughed, allowing the five-year-old to pepper kisses all over her face.

"No more sad?" Rory inquired, smiling at Beca who ran a hand through her dark locks of hair, no longer red like her mother's.

"No, baby. I'm not sad anymore," Chloe promised, nuzzling noses with the girl.

"Love you," Rory whispered to her moms, earning kisses.

"Love you more, monkey butt."

THE END.


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