After many hours spent in the Faberry fandom I felt it was important to bring this story to its conclusion. Its probably ridiculously abrupt and doesn't have the finality it deserves. Thanks to those who've read the updates (especially when they've been as sparce as they have) and to those who get email alerts when I update, I'm sorry this isn't Faberry [depending which of my three Faberry WIPs you're reading!]

All the best,
Fabraygron (I was Klaine2314) when I first published this, that's how long it's been!

Epilogue – One year later…

"I can't believe Anthony's one today," Quinn said as Sam pulled the car into the Corcoran's driveway.

"Me either, we're technically grandparents before we've even turned forty,"

"No technically about it, we are grandparents." Quinn joked. "For normality's sake we'll stay the cool Aunt and Uncle persona we've adopted."

Beth had returned to Shelby's after Anthony was born. She knew it was for the best, she still desperately wanted a relationship with Quinn but both came to the realisation that it wasn't going to be the mother and daughter one they'd always hoped for. Beth had made the decision to keep her little boy, doing something both her biological and adoptive mother had decided against doing. Shelby had given up Rachel, and Quinn had given up Beth.

Larry unbuckled his seatbelt and bound into the house. He was a frequent visitor, although Quinn and Beth hadn't bonded the way they'd hoped, neither sibling wanted to lose the bond they'd created in the months that Beth had lived with them. He'd adopted Anthony as his cousin and was happy to be a role model for the little boy once he started growing up.

The two blondes walked around to the back garden and saw a group of mothers sat whilst their babies and some older children played in the ball pool and on the bouncy castle that Shelby had hired. Since moving back in Shelby and Beth's relationship grew stronger. Both made changes to accommodate the other, Shelby stopped pushing Beth into something that she wasn't. Beth stopped comparing her to what she expected her mother to be like. Shelby was the strength Beth needed when she admitted she wanted to keep her little boy.

Quinn's eyes scoured the garden and landed on the two people she'd been looking for. The brunette and the formerly mohawked boy. They were laughing and lost in each other.

"Quinn!" Rachel exclaimed leaving her fiancé's side and dashing over to the blonde. She wrapped her arms around the blonde's neck and hugged for dear life.

"Hey Rachel,"

"How've you been?"

"You mean since we spoke on the phone two days ago? Great," She joked. The Evans' had visited Rachel and Puck in New York during the summer. Quinn and Rachel spent a lot of time catching up on each other's lives and promising to never become that distant again. Whilst the girls were practically screeching at each other the two men headed inside to grab drinks.

"How you holding up?" Puck asked as they reached the kitchen.

"We're doing good," Sam answered honestly.

"Did you two decide what you were going to do?"

"Yeah, we're going to stick with the one, it's for the best really,"

"You sure?"

"Yeah definitely. The stuff with Beth last year drained Quinn. We figured it's for the best that we just stick with Larry. He has Anthony to influence and inspire, he doesn't need a brother or a sister. We'd have loved to have given him one," Sam explained. "I mean we could still adopt if we want to, but once Larry gets older, we want some time to ourselves again. It's tough raising a kid,"

"Maybe you could give me some advice then?" Puck said, his grin splitting his face.

"Are you trying to tell me something, Puckerman?"

Before Puck could reply, there was another screech from the garden causing everyone in the garden to stare at them. "I think Rachel might have just told Quinn,"

"I'll take that as a 'yes' then? Congratulations man." Sam said hugging his friend.

"We'd better get out there before they take away from Anthony's day,"

"Have you guys seen Beth yet? We came around and literally just seen the two of you,"

"She's upstairs getting the little guy ready." Puck replied, heading back into the garden, Sam following him.

"I'm so happy for you two," Quinn gushed.

"Are you sure? I know you and Sam have had trouble," Rachel replied. Quinn waved her fears away with her hand silencing the diva.

"Sam and I have the perfect family and it just keeps expanding. Apparently you can't choose your family but you can choose your friends, I got both." Quinn said as her husband and Puck joined the two of them. Their partners putting an arm around each of their waists.

They sat and talked for a while longer until Beth and Anthony made their grand appearance. He was gorgeous. He'd inherited his father's brown hair and dark eyes. Beth had dressed him in a checked shirt and a small pair of jeans. He looked positively gorgeous. He was just beginning his next stages into walking, Beth and Shelby had had to baby proof everything, he was definitely adventurous. He didn't really understand what was going on, but clambered into the ball pool and played with the other children, who were people who went to the playgroup Beth had signed him up for.

Beth made her way around the parents before sitting down on the table with Quinn, Sam, Puck and Rachel. She smiled at each of them. "Can you believe he's one?" Rachel asked.

"At times I can, but there are times when I have to still pinch myself, you know?"

"I do," Sam replied. "I can't believe Larry's almost nine. Trust me, you'll soon value time." He laughed.

"I already do, I'm dreading the day he brings home his first girlfriend,"

"He's a cutie, trust me it won't be long before he's fighting them off with a stick," Puck laughed. "Plus he's got to have a bit of my nature in his DNA. He's going to be a babe magnet," He added. Rachel slapped his thigh.

"I hope our child doesn't have that part of your DNA in them, Noah." Rachel scolded.

"Our kid's going to look like you, it isn't going to need my DNA to get people's attention," He replied to a chorus of giggles from the people at their table. "I'm whipped," he noted. They only laughed at him. Rachel giggling along them. She'd done what many had failed to do: tame Noah Puckerman.

"Did you have a good time, Larry?" Sam asked as he tucked his son in later that night.

"It was awesome,"

"Good." Sam simply replied switching the bedroom light out. Quinn watched the interactions from the doorway the smile never leaving her face. As her husband joined her, he placed his arm around her waist and lightly kissed her cheek. She let out a content sigh and looked from her son to her husband. These two were her life; they were her family and that was all that mattered.