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Chapter 10: The Epilogue
Thirty years later...
Eight year old, Olivia Sterling-Duval ran into Dalton's common room, her long, wavy blonde hair cascading down her back. "Uncle Kurt!" She cheered, jumping into her uncle's arms, who laughed, twirling her around.
"How is my favorite Sterling-Duval?" He asked teasingly, setting her down.
Jeff and Nick walked into the common room, hand in hand, Jeff pouting after hearing Kurt's sentence. "I thought I was your favorite Sterling-Duval." He whined.
"Sorry Jeff, your daughter is too adorable." Kurt said, shrugging.
Olivia bounced back and forth on the balls of her feet. "I want to hear the story of the Great War."
"We need to wait for your cousins." Blaine told her.
The door to the common room opened, and the young vampire and human children tumbled inside, their parents following.
"Dads! Dads!" Six year old Melody Hummel-Anderson yelled, running foreword and tugging on Kurt and Blaine's sleeves. "Tell us the story of the Great War!"
Blaine chuckled at his young daughter's enthusiasm. "Go sit down." He told the children. "And we'll tell you the story."
The children all scrambled to sit in front of Kurt and Blaine, looking up eagerly at them, while the New Directions and Warblers sat around them in a circle, ready to chime in at a moment's notice. Although it had been thirty years since the Great War, the Warblers looked virtually the same. The New Directions on the other hand, looked worn from years of parenthood and work.
"It all started the morning of my fifteenth birthday." Blaine began, the children staring eagerly up at him.
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