Hey! Merry Christmas everyone!
So here is the epilogue, I hope you like it! SupermegafoxyawesomehotDC wanted some Finn/Kurt, so here it is! Not that I wasn't happy to obey at all :)
I want to thank everyone who reads this story and every wonderful person reviewing. You are the best!
Greetings to my best friend Friedi, I love you to pieces.
Love and Kisses,
Josy
"Finn? What's up? Why are you calling?" Finn's shaky breathing sounded weird through the speaker of his cellphone.
"Kurt, hey! I … I gotta tell you something…"
"Sounds important." Kurt kept on chopping fruit with one hand while holding the phone with the other.
"Um… yeah. It is. So…. Rachelispregnant."
"What? Didn't get that…" Finn took a deep breath.
"I said Rachel is pregnant." Kurt dropped the phone.
"Kurt? Kurt, hey, is everything okay?" He hurried to pick up the hone again.
"Um, yeah, of course, just… What the hell, Finn?! That's awesome!" Finn laughed.
"Yeah, well, it is. We're so happy."
"Do you know if it's a boy or a girl yet?"
"Yeah…?"
"Come on, tell me!" Kurt was grinning like mad. His brother was going to be a father!
"Okay, so… It's a boy."
"That's great, Finn! I guess, he'll become a huge kindhearted teddy bear like his father, hu?" Finn giggled.
"I certainly hope he'll be more like Rachel. He shouldn't get my laziness."
"That's sweet of you, big teddy-bear-brother!"
"You know… there's something else."
"I'm listening."
"We… somehow came up with a name already."
"You did? What is it?" Finn laughed awkwardly.
"Well, um…. If it doesn't offend you, we'd like to name him… Burt." Kurt felt tears sting in his eyes.
"You - really?"
"Yeah, I mean… I wanted to name him after his grandfather. And that's Burt, like, definitely." A single tear slipped down Kurt's cheek.
"Oh ma, that's so sweet, like, cotton-candy-sweet, Finn! I'd like that a lot."
"Thanks, Kurt. Means a lot that you approve." Kurt smiled.
"'Course I do. Love you, Finn."
"Love you too, bro." He could hear Finn grinning like hell. Kurt giggled too. (1)
"Finn, it just sounds so weird saying Love and Bro in one sentence!"
"Well, it's the truth, and if I just said I love you, it'd sound gay."
"And we wouldn't want that."
Suddenly the front door burst open and a crying fifteen year old girl stormed in, looking at Kurt miserably. He immediately told Finn there was some trouble going on and that he was going to call him later, set the phone down and hugged her tightly.
Well, that was something.
He didn't like seeing his daughter cry at all.
"Oh m god, Blaine, I'm so glad you're here!" Kurt wrapped his arms around his husband and sighed in relief.
"Wha - Kurt, honey, what's going on?" He closed the door behind him and hugged Kurt gently.
"Alice came home and she wouldn't stop crying and I don't know what to do anymore, because she wouldn't tell me what's wrong, and you usually get along with her so well, and you weren't - "
"Hey, baby, calm down. She'll be okay. She's a teenager after all. Where are Fred and Josy?" (2)
"Fred is still in school and Josy is in her room, I guess. She found your CDs." Blaine grinned a little while slipping his coat off.
"Well, in case she likes them…"
"Oh, she does like them. A lot. Will you try and talk to Lizzie?"
"Of course. For my little white rabbit, I'd do anything." Kurt snorted.
"You seriously need to stop calling her that. She's fifteen now, you know? Don't you think it's going to bother her?"
"Oh, it will, it will. But I like it, so…" Kurt smiled and took his husband's hand pulling him towards the stairs.
"Come on, your little rabbit needs you!"
"okay, okay, I'm coming." As soon as they both reached second floor Blaine could hear loud crying from the first room on the left. He glanced at Kurt who squeezed his hand and knocked on the door gently.
"Hey, Lizzie, sweetie, it's me."
"D-daddy?"
"Yes, little rabbit. Will you let me in?" There was a brief silence and then she opened the door. Blaine wrapped his arms around her immediately. She had grown a lot and even if she was at least two inches taller than him now, she still was his little girl.
She looked at him sadly.
"D-daddy, I…"
"Hey, it's okay, Lizzie. Sit down." He gestured to the bed and she obeyed, pulling him down next to her. Kurt sat down on the desk.
"What is it, sweetie?" She sobbed.
"I-it was that g-guy, he… "
"What did he do?"
"He k-kept calling me … f-fag-daughter and stuff… and I j-just wanted to-" Blaine tilted her chin up so she looked at him.
"He's an asshole, obviously. Don't give a damn."
"BLAINE!"
"Sorry, Kurt." He smiled at his daughter encouraging. But she just cried even harder.
"I c-can't, I… I liked him, you know, and now he… I just w-want to die, why can't I just die? It w-would be over." Blaine whimpered.
And then he broke down crying and ran through the open door to their bedroom.
"Blaine! Honey, please come back, she didn't mean it, you know that!" But Blaine just shut the door behind him.
"Daddy! Oh my god… I'm sorry, I didn't think, I-" Lizzie gulped and looked at Kurt.
"He never cries, Papa." Kurt smiled weakly.
"I know that, sweetie. But he used to. He cried on our Wedding, did you know?" She nodded.
"Yes, I know, but… not like this, I believe." Kurt sighed and sat down next to her on the bed, patting her knee.
"Sweetie… Your Dad and I… we had a rough time when we were young. He was crying a lot back then." She narrowed her eyes.
"What do you mean, Papa?"
"I mean…" Kurt sighed. He hadn't ever wanted to tell his daughter anything about this escapade in his life. But, well, now he didn't really have a choice.
"I tried to kill myself when I was nineteen." Her eyes became huge.
"Oh my God, Papa, what did you- I mean, why?" she hesitated a moment, but then stood up and sat down in his lap like she used to do as a little girl.
"I… that's a long story. But okay, I'll try to explain. Back then your Daddy and I were best friends. I was in love with him, and he was in love with me, but he didn't realize it." Alice smiled wetly.
"Sounds like him."
"Hm-hm. You know… It was hard. Especially when he had this huge crush on Sam. You know, Sam Evans, the model?" She nodded.
"Yeah, well… I thought, he didn't like me, because of my body."
"Papa! Daddy isn't like that!"
"I know that now. But… you know… back then I tried to make myself look better. Have you ever heard of Bulimia?"
"What the hell, Papa?! Are you serious?"
"I'm sorry, sweetheart. But I did it. And again your Dad didn't realize anything. After a few months I was so broken. I tried to kill myself with sleeping pills. But Rachel found me."
"My aunt?"
"Yes, the same. And unfortunately your dad was there too, because he had just realized his undying love for me, which is typical for your dad. Always in the wrong moment." She smiled again.
"When I woke up, I told him, I just wanted to die. That he shouldn't have saved me. But he did. Again and again in my life. It was hard to eat again after that long period, you know? Your dad fed me and I could eat. I couldn't sleep a long time, but when your dad slept near me, I could. Although he saved me, he never felt like he did. He was as broken as me, when I did it. And now imagine his daughter telling him, she wants to die, too? What would you do then, hu? Laugh?" She winced and stood up from Kurt's lap.
"I'm sorry, Papa. May I go and say sorry to Daddy too?" He smiled.
"I want to say a few things to him first, okay? Just wait a few minutes, Lizzie." She nodded and Kurt stood up, walked over to their bedroom-door and knocked. It was silent.
"Blaine... My love, may I come in?"
"Y-yeah, of course." Kurt opened the door gently and took a step in. Blaine was lying on the bed, his head buried deep in a pillow. Kurt could hear him sobbing and his shoulders were shaking. Kurt sat gently on the bed next to him and began rubbing soothing circles on his back.
"Blaine. You know I love you. And she loves you too. So just ignore what she said, she didn't mean it anyway, she loves-"
"Then why?" W-why am I never reason enough to stay alive?" Blaine cried even harder and Kurt could feel his heart breaking.
"My Love, you literally are my reason."
"B-but you had me when you… when you did…"
"I know that now, honey."
"No, I mean… I was your best friend back then a-and it w-wasn't reason enough-"
"Blaine, sweetie… I was selfish when I did that and I know it. I didn't think about you and your feelings, I just thought about how it hurt me not to be able to kiss you, hold you and be your boyfriend. I didn't think it would hurt you, you know? I thought you weren't going to miss me-"
"But I-I did! I l-loved you-"
"Loved?" Kurt smirked a little.
"No, okay, I love you still." Blaine hid his smile in the pillow.
"Sweetie?"
"Hm?"
"Would you look at me?"
"No."
Kurt sighed.
"Why not?"
"Because I look shitty when I cry. And this pillow smells like you." Kurt giggled. Blaine was still as adorable as in highschool.
"Aaaw, you can hug me instead of that pillow, I smell a lot like me!" Blaine giggled too and looked up at him; his eyes still red from all the crying.
"May I?" Kurt pulled his husband into his lap and wrapped his arms around him.
"You never have to ask." Blaine sighed and hid his face in his husband's neck.
"Daddy?"
"Why is he crying, Lizzie?"
"He looks like you when you cry, Freddie." The whispering voices of their children interrupted their little hug. Kurt smiled and turned his head.
There they were, standing side by side in the door frame.
Alice with her long brunette hair and Kurt's blue eyes.
Fred with the curly mop of dark hair and the mossy-green-hazel eyes of his daddy.
And Josy with the red-haired ponytail and freckles on her little nose.
Blaine hid his smile in Kurt's shoulder when he heard their voices. Kurt giggled.
"Come here, kids, your daddy needs a cuddle-session!"
"Yeah!" They all squeal and run towards the bed jumping on Blaine's back and hugging their two dads. Blaine laughed loudly, turned, and hugged them back.
"I love cuddling you, daddy. You are like a big teddy-bear." Josy whispered and hid her little face in her dad's chest. Freddie giggled.
"She's right, dad." Blaine pouted what made Fred giggle even harder. But Alice just looked at her daddy any gulped.
"Daddy?"
"Yeah, little rabbit?"
"I-I'm sorry."
"Yes, me too. Come on, kid." He hugged her tightly and she smiled into his chest.
Sometimes she was going to show him, how happy she was to be alive.
Just like her Papa.
Well…?
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Oh and btw:
(1) I figured, that, since Kurt told Finn he loved him in the letter he left, they would be more open with saying these things. That okay?
(2) So… These children… The first one is fifteen in the epilogue, her name is Alice and she is technically Kurt's daughter. The second one is eleven, named Freddie (After my best friend Friedi (I do know she's a girl, I just didn't find any fitting girl's name in English)) and his father is technically Blaine. The third one is… basically? Me. xD But well, she's adopted and her name is Josy. She's six. I had to be in this family. :) You will hear more about them in my Story "Pride" if I ever finish it at all :/
Love you all!
Kisses,