And we have come to the end. A/N after chapter. Please enjoy

Kurt Hummel, 26 year old designer for Jacqueline Malveaux is set to be making a name for himself. Last Tuesday's Spring fashion show featured a number of the young man's personal designs and critics say that they rivalled his mentor's in their elegance and sophistication. There is a crisp, new edge about the style of clothes this man produces. And what is next for Mr Hummel? Well, we at Vogue can only wait with bated breath to see.

"Isabelle Wright wrote this article herself," Jacqueline said as Kurt finally looked up from the computer in front of him to stare at his boss in shock.

"They've changed their tune," Kurt said calmly, swallowing back his brewing emotions from reading the article.

"Yes it appears that my "risk" in taking you on was actually a great investment. She's right you know. Those jackets and dresses were simply incredible. I'm jealous of the finesse you have so young. It took me years to get to where you already are in such a short time. Mind you, my parents tried to make me become a nun for most of my life."

They both laughed.

"This… wow, thank you so much," Kurt breathed. "If you hadn't decided to feature my designs-"

"Nonsense," the stern woman stated, waving her hand. "It's your talent, it's your achievement. There is no need to thank me. Now, if I remember correctly there's currently a news bulletin on announcing the results of our vote yesterday. And the US's results should be coming in soon too. Shall we see what the outcome is?"

Kurt nodded eagerly and Jacqueline switched her large television so they could both watch, waiting patiently for the commercial for McDonald's to finish and the news bulletin to begin. Kurt glanced out the window in the direction of his home that he shared with Blaine and Matthew. He knew they would both be watching, waiting with the same anxiety Kurt currently was.

Today would change everything.

The reporter came on stating that in just ten short minutes they would be able to reveal the results of the French vote and an hour later the results of the US vote to illegalise the Carrier Trade in their respective nations.

Kurt's hands clenched into fists as he settled back for the wait. This would be a long afternoon.

Kurt practically sprinted to his car and nearly broke every traffic law in existence to get back to his house.

He lived out past the Bois de Vincennes on the banks of the river La Marne. After one year in an apartment close to his work, Blaine put his foot down and asked if they could live in a house and have their own home. Kurt acquiesced and as soon as he showed Blaine the brick home right on the river he was sold. They bought the place a couple of weeks later (with a little assistance from Cooper who refused to take no for an answer) and they moved in.

Kurt was glad Blaine was happy in Paris. Here he could walk around on his own and nobody could bug him. Kurt preferred if someone was with him and they'd made some friends who usually kept an eye on Blaine so he would remain unharmed.

Matthew was attending school, he was in the first grade now and he was top of his class. He was bright and bubbly, bouncing everywhere with enthusiasm reminiscent of Blaine.

All three of them were happy and safe here in France.

Kurt pulled into the garage and sprinted inside only to find Blaine a crying mess in the living room. As soon as Kurt was in the room he had an armful of his song who was worried.

"Daddy won't stop crying!" he explained, waving his hands worriedly. "Do something Papa! He should be happy."

Blaine looked up and leapt to his feet, running into Kurt's arms and hugging him tight.

"He is happy, baby boy," Kurt laughed, kissing Blaine's curls. "He's just so happy he can't express it any other way."

Matthew shrugged, gave his fathers one last worried look, before heading to his room.

"Kurt! They did it! Here and back home!" Blaine managed to dry his face and stop crying but he remained limp in Kurt's arms and let the elder moved him towards the couch. "I'm a human being again! Do you know what this means?"

"It means a lot of things," Kurt replied with a smile.

"I can finally finish school!" Blaine explained. "Legally. I can get a university degree. I want to do that. Can I do that? Please?"

"It also means you don't have to ask my permission for anything anymore," Kurt teased, kissing the tip of Blaine's nose. "You do whatever makes you happy."

Blaine laughed and hugged Kurt tightly.

"This day couldn't be more amazing," Kurt sighed, watching the celebrating people on TV and stroking his fingers through Blaine's curls.

"It could," Blaine mused. Kurt frowned at him and Blaine shifted, fiddling with the handkerchief in his fingers.

"How?" Kurt wondered, confused.

"Well, for one thing I read that Vogue article about you," he said. Kurt grinned. "I knew you'd make it big. But… well… you know how I went to the doctor today to see if I do have a flu?"

"Yes." Kurt frowned, confused. Truthfully he'd forgotten Blaine was going to see a doctor. He hadn't been feeling well recently – he was constantly tired and felt sick a lot – and thought he might have some kind of flu.

"I was thinking… we might have to convert one of the guest rooms into a nursery… that means either shopping for new stuff or recycling Matthew's… personally I'd like to get new stuff, I'm hoping for a girl this time and-"

"Excuse me but what?" Kurt took Blaine's face and made him look at him. Blaine was grinning with bright, shining eyes and Kurt studied him closely. "Nursery?"

Blaine nodded, smile growing.

"Are… are you saying…?" Kurt trailed off weakly as Blaine started to nod, laughter beginning to erupt from his mouth. "Oh my god…"

"I can't believe I didn't realise," Blaine laughed, taking Kurt's hands and kissing them.

"You're being serious." Kurt shook his head. "We're having another baby."

"We having another baby," Blaine confirmed. Kurt shouted out in joy and tackled Blaine onto the couch, covering his face in kisses that eventually caught his lips. Blaine laughed into the kiss and pressed his tongue into Kurt's mouth.

"Marry me," Kurt growled, biting down on Blaine's bottom lip. He reached into his pocket frantically as Blaine's lips found his throat, sucking at his pulse point eagerly. Blaine made a humming noise, seemingly not having heard. Kurt finally located the little box he'd picked up on his way home and as he kissed Blaine he grabbed his left hand and slid the platinum band encrusted with three small diamonds onto Blaine's ring finger.

The younger froze in his act of giving Kurt a hickey and pulled away to look down at his hand.

"We can finally get married," Kurt whispered. He pulled out the second, gold one and passed it Blaine. "They were a set so we can both wear engagement rings… that is… if you say yes…"

Blaine looked up at Kurt then down at the gold ring in his hand. He looked at the inside of the band.

"avec cet anneau, je t'épouse," he mouthed.

"With this ring, I thee wed," Kurt whispered, tracing the one already on Blaine's finger. Blaine looked back up at Kurt before yanking him down into another kiss and sliding the ring into place on Kurt's finger.

"With this ring, I thee wed," Blaine said tearfully. "Yes."

"A baby and a fiancé," Kurt whispered against Blaine's lips. His hands trailed down and found the hem of Blaine's shirt. "How could I live without you? I love you."

"I love you," Blaine sighed, tracing the lines of Kurt's face before kissing him hungrily while Kurt managed to tug his shirt up and off.

"MATTHEW!" Kurt shouted. "STAY IN YOUR ROOM FOR THE NEXT HOUR!"

"Why?" came the confused response.

"IF YOU DO YOU CAN HAVE ICE-CREAM FOR DINNER!" Blaine bargained. There was an affirmative and Blaine grinned, sighing happily when Kurt's hands came to rest on his stomach. "An hour huh?"

"These are going to be gone again," Kurt said with a tragic expression. "I need to make the most of them."

"Well, then, let's get started, Master."

Kurt shivered and silenced him with a kiss. Blaine was no longer his slave. They were equals. Soon they would be husbands. But the way they felt for each other wouldn't change and it didn't matter if they kept this little part of their past because it was as much as part of them as their love. They forget about all of though and became lost in each other, celebrating love and family and now, their future, because now they could have one, a real one, with nothing holding them back.

And that was the greatest gift of all they had received that day.

FIN

And this is it, we have come to the end. Sigh. I'm really sad about this. I actually put off writing this because I was sad about finishing but I wanted you guys to know how things ended up for our boys so I really hope you're all happy.

Now on my tumblr (universalromance) there is a masterpost for this story where you can find a picture of the boys' home and their engagement rings as well as some other goodies. You can also find all my other Glee stories from my tumblr.

Soon the oneshot collection will be coming. It will be titled 'Treasure My Heart' and everyone is welcome to prompt things they would like to read about. Any scenes in all my time skips you want to see? It's also where Cooper and Jason shall have their romance that many of you wanted (I left it out of here because I didn't want to detract from Klaine but they'll have tonnes of lovely stories in the collection).

I'll be starting a new D/S story for another prompt soon. It hasn't been given a title yet but I'm really looking forward to writing it and it'll be posted on here if anybody is interested.

Now the most important things. I want to thank each and every one of you from the bottom of my heart. You are the reason writing this was so much fun and why I'm so sad it's finished. Your reviews made my day and even those who didn't review thank you so much for reading because there'd be no point to this without you. Thank you, thank you, thank you.

I hope to see you all again with my other stories in the future :)