The police came back, just as they said they would, and took statements from everyone who had been involved, or who watched what had happened. One police officer sat down with me, and explained that I had been very brave, but that I wasn't a police officer, so I shouldn't play hero against men double my size. I just nodded, and my body ached, and I knew that I would do it again in a second if it meant saving someone I cared about.

What a novel idea, caring about Rachel. We were kind of friends in the last year of high school, but I would never had admitted to caring about her. Now here I was, facing down giants for her in my bare feet and a dress. I knew that giant-slaying was something I would do for her, or any of my friends in a heartbeat.

Dave and his husband Peter stayed by my side throughout the police statement, and I was again astonished that this gentle, softspoken man was once a bully who terrorized all of school. But then again, so was I.

Dave was now a high school coach, and volunteered for a soup kitchen. He was a foster parent for LGBT youth, and had a son named Jake. His eyes were soft, and kind and his words were carefully chosen and smooth. Peter stayed close by his side, almost as if it hurt him to be detatched from Dave. Dave proudly showed a picture of his son to us, and responded with joy and admiration when we showed him a picture of Taylor. My heart soared as we spoke, knowing that Dave had finally found himself, and that he was happy and in love.

We spent most of the reunion with Dave and Peter, and most of the Glee kids. It was quiet, almost somber as most of the group were struggling with what Finn had done. Puck trembled with fury as the story was relayed to him, and he almost broke down when he came to apologize to me for not being there to fight him for me. Mercedes went into a rant about how men treat women like shit, and kept Rachel close by her side, softening when she spoke to her fellow diva. Quinn never left Rachel's side, their hands clasped together in a silent, but mutual need for contact.

Finally, the reunion was drawing to a close, and I took Brittany by the hand and led her down the familiar halls, stopping at some places along the way that held memories for the two of us. The janitor's closet, which we had made out in too many times to count. The bathroom by the library, which had a lock, was once a hook up spot when we couldn't make it a whole day. The adjoining lockers that we had all through high school. Britt nearly screamed in joy as she remembered her combination, and opened her locker. We stared at the belongings, our hearts leaping as we saw two girls in cheerios uniforms in the photo taped to the door. Finally, I took her by the hand and led her to the choir room. It was so eerily familiar, and yet so disturbingly different. Our nationals trophy was incased in a cabinet, surrounded by trophies that the glee club had gone on winning after we graduated. The paint was the same, and the old grand piano sat where it always had.

I led Britt over to the chairs that were set up where they always had been, and sat her in one of them. She looked puzzled, but smiled at me as I held her face in my hands. "Brittany Susan Pierce, I have known from the minute that I met you that you were the one for me. I pushed you away, and pulled you back more times than I care to remember. I fought us, and hid us, and hurt you, all trying to pretend like you weren't that one. But I couldn't fight it B, cause you can never fight fate."

I stepped away from her, and felt a tear trickled down my face, as I sang the song that I had prepared.

I set out on a narrow way many years ago

Hoping I would find true love along the broken road

But I got lost a time or two

Wiped my brow and kept pushing through

I couldn't see how every sign pointed straight to you

Every long lost dream led me to where you are

Others who broke my heart they were like Northern stars

Pointing me on my way into your loving arms

This much I know is true

That God blessed the broken road

That led me straight to you

I think about the years I spent just passing through

I'd like to have the time I lost and give it back to you

But you just smile and take my hand

You've been there you understand

It's all part of a grander plan that is coming true

Now I'm just rolling home

Into my lover's arms

This much I know is true

That God blessed the broken road

That led me straight to you

That God blessed the broken road

That led me straight to you.

By the time I had finished singing, tears were streaming down Brittany's face. My heart soared as I knelt down on one knee, and wiped away my own tears. "Brittany Susan Pierce, love of my life. Would you give me the privilege of agreeing to be my wife?"