A speech, a talk and a song

The ceremony now over, it was time for the arrival of the main part of the buffet; a spread fit for an army of angels. No matter what people had wished for, it was provided, from a vegan spread for Rachel to an ironic selection of breadsticks. There was no alcohol - both Kurt and Blaine had agreed that it could only lead to problems. No-one even seemed to notice its absence. After the food came the point that Sam in particular had been worried about - it was time for the speeches. Although he had sat and rehearsed it in front of Blaine just hours earlier, his palms were sweaty, his pulse racing. The spotlight was now on him.

"I originally wrote this speech, with a little advice and help from Burt, for a day back in September, when we should all have been here, in the same place, to celebrate the same wedding. A heck of a lot has happened since then. We have all seen two funerals within days; had our hearts broken and stamped on. Now, they have been put back together, filled with a new joy. Somehow, we managed to get lucky - to conquer death and despair, triumph over the whims of men and get here. The day that my best friend Blaine marries his one true love, Kurt. They are two of the best people in the world, kind to me and everyone around them. And so in love with each other. They have had their ups and downs, but deep down we all knew, as they did, that their love would reunite them. Because, to quote Kurt, nothing can touch them, or what they have. Even death did not triumph, because here they are, married and happy, just as they intended, with the added bonus of wings…"

There was a burst of laughter at that, and Sam paused to allow it to die down before he continued. "This is going to sound strange, but in some ways their deaths have made this wedding even better. If Hunter had struck later, then we would not have been able to witness this; not have been granted the ability to continue to see them in their angelic form, for the rest of our days. We would not have had Finn as Kurt's best man, or his mother conducting the service. By the way, due to the short notice, Finn hasn't written a speech, but who cares? These speeches are nothing really when you compare it to the fact that our Klaine are finally married; and we have probably also avoided some off colour jokes in the speech that Puck would have made had he still been in the role…" Another burst of laughter came, mainly at the "Who? Me?" look on Puck's face. "There is one final thing I want to say now, and I am sure that it's what both Finn and Puck would want to say at this point if they were up here in my place. To Kurt and Blaine, we wish you happiness for all eternity, and a life of peace and tranquillity."

A loud chorus of "Kurt and Blaine" came from every corner of the room as glasses were raised to drink the sparkling grape juice that had been substituted for wine. It was a toast meant by all in the room. The only sadness that tinged their hearts was the knowledge that there was one thing now that they would never have, but had wanted. Quinn would no longer be able to donate an egg to give them the chance for their future children. Hepburn and Tracey would never exist.

For a while after Sam's speech, Kurt, Blaine and Finn circulated around the room, moving from table to table, talking to their friends, catching up on what they had missed. Kurt made a point of sitting down to talk to Emma, now in the later stages of her pregnancy. "So," began Kurt, "does everyone else know that you are expecting triplets? I take it that Mr Schue does?" Emma smiled and nodded. "Have you found out the sex of the babies, because I can tell you if you'd like…"

Emma looked at him curiously, then said, "We haven't checked, but if you know, then I guess it is something I'd like to know and so would Will." She beckoned him over from where he was talking to Burt, and once he was seated next to her, Kurt began.

"You are going to have three boys. The first born will be the tallest, quite an achiever in sports, but maybe not the brightest academically. The second will be reasonably tall, much slighter than his older brother. He will be wise, sensitive, talented and quite likely blue eyed.." he said, with a wink. "The last will be the shortest, but perfectly made, with curls like you, Mr Schue. He will love to sing, to make people happy. He might make the odd mistake from time to time. They will all get on with each other, thankfully…."

Emma and Will exchanged a knowing glance. "So, we should consider calling them Finn, Kurt and Blaine then, in that order?" said Will.

"Not a bad idea, Mr Schue," said Kurt, with a grin.

Blaine had made his way over to a quiet corner where Rory and Trent had seated themselves away from everyone's eyes. They both looked up at him as he approached with a slight hint of guilt. "So guys, both going to be in Washington DC? I think that it would be a good thing if the two of you looked out for each other. Were close to each other. Then again, I think that's what you both want, isn't it?" Rory and Trent both grinned at each other sheepishly, then back at Blaine.

"I would like to get to know Trent much better, that is true…"

"And I think that Rory is fascinating - and cute," smiled Trent.

"Well in my opinion and Kurt's, you make a lovely couple - guess that we will have to start referring to you as Trory from now on…."

Finn was talking quietly to Sam. "So, you and Rachel… You have been looking out for her and she has been keeping an eye on you. That's good man, because you both need someone. And I approve of it. You won't hurt her, you'll take care of her. And she likes you, Sam. A lot. And it is growing, the affection she has for you. And I think that it is reciprocated." Sam smiled, and nodded slightly. "Well, if you want to take it further, I am totally ok with it. There will be no bad feelings towards either of you on my part. Just want you both to be happy."

"Thanks Finn. Rachel is kinda special to me, because we have both lost our best friends. She gets me and I get her. If we have your blessing, then maybe we'll see what happens…"

The evening progressed in the usual way. It was soon evident that a first dance for the newlyweds was required, and a request was made for Will to do the honours. Just as he had done at Burt ad Carole's wedding, he sang Sway as Kurt and Blaine moved around the floor in perfect sync. When afterwards he was joined on stage by Sue and the two of them sang Cheek to Cheek together, it was to a stunned audience, but greeted with loud and long applause. After that, it was all about song and dance. It began with a spirited performance of Wake me up, before you go-go by Sam and Blaine, moving on through old favourites for the New Directions - Love Shack, Mamma Mia and Just can't get enough were sung by the same people that had sung them before, the floor filling with people as they began to dance. When Kurt announced that the next song was one for the older New Directions, one that only Mr Schue had ever seen them perform, I took a while for people to realise what he meant. As the first strains of The Time Warp began, Blaine joining in enthusiastically on the piano, the room lit up. By the end, even the normally restrained Wes was dancing along. Then there was a first time performance of something new by Rachel - a song she had heard and liked, with a more modern beat - Pumping Blood - got everyone on the floor. And so the evening progressed, much hilarity ensuing when during a performance of Toxic by the Unholy Trinity, Nick, Jeff and Sebastian were caught doing there own version of the dance moves. It was a sight that no-one could forget, as much as they tried.