This is the last chapter, guys! Enjoy!

5 Years Later. Summer Holiday.

Will's POV:

"JONATHAN SCHUESTER! GET HERE NOW." I yelled into the garden, where 5 year old Jonathan was pulling Eleanor's hair. Emma rushed out.

"What's happening?" She asked, worried.

"They're fighting, again! ELEANOR! PUT THAT STICK DOWN!" I demanded as Ellie went to pick up the biggest stick possible, probably to clump her brother with! Emma rushed over to them and pulled them apart.

"What have I told you about pulling Ellie's hair, Jonathan?" She said, crouching on the floor, while combing her hands through Ellie's ginger curls.

"Lot's of times. But she started it!" He replied.

"No I didn't!" Interrupted Ellie.

"Hey! I don't care who started it! I'm finishing it! Now what do you need to say?" Emma cocked her eyebrows up at the twins.

"Sorry mummy, sorry daddy." They said in unison.

"That's okay, now to each other." Emma instructed.

"Sorry, Ellie-bellie."

"Sorry, Jon-Jon." They hugged each other and Emma stood up. I smiled at my wife, and we went inside.

Emma and I have been married for 3 years, now. We were enjoying every single bit of it. She eventually decided not to double-barrel her name, so she is plainly 'Emma Schuester'. We brought a new house, a bigger one with a garden and a play house, for the twins. We had moved closer to McKinley and the twins school was, literally, right round the corner.
The Glee kids graduated 4 years ago, but our house always seems to be 'The Reunion Centre', when the kids are back in town. We made all of the kids god-parents, so that if anything was to happen to me or Emma, we know we can trust them at looking after the twins.
Ellie and Johnny started school a few months ago and they have already made so many friends. They enjoy school and they can't wait to tell us about their day, when we get in from work.

"I can't wait until this stops." Emma said, referring to the fighting. She sat on the sofa and I sat next to her and placed my arm around her shoulder. She snuggled in closer.

"It won't." I replied.

"Really? I never fought with my siblings..." She explained.

"Nope, I always fought with my siblings. Like cat and dog, we were." Emma sighed.

"It's too distressing! They're making me age!" I laughed at Emma's comment.

"How? You're only 35!" She placed her hand on the top of her curls.

"A grey hair, Will. A GREY HAIR." I looked to where she was pointing.

"You would look very sexy with grey hair." I winked at her. She slapped me.

"If you're trying to get me into bed again, stop. I've had my fair share of pain in this relationship, when these two were born!" I poked my bottom lip out. I crossed my arms.

"Unfair." I smirked at her. Emma rolled her eyes and stood up.
"Why you leaving me!?" I screamed in a baby-like voice.

"I'm getting food for the children! I'm not exactly going to starve them!" She giggled.

"Ohhhhh." I replied. I flicked on the telly and scrolled through all of the channels.

"Kids! Lunch is ready!" I heard Emma shout into the garden.

"COMING MUMMY!" I heard them reply, as they ran into the living room and sat on the sofa's. Emma walked in holding 3 plastic plates containing a sandwich, some crisps and a carton of juice.

"One for Johnny." She said as she passed the blue plate to Johnny.
"One for Ellie." She said as she handed Ellie her plate.
"And one for daddy." She joked as she handed over the green plate. The twins chuckled.

"Thank you, mummy." They exclaimed.

"Thank you, mummy." I replied, sarcastically.

"Watch your tone, Mister! Or mummy may have to tickle you to your death!" The kids giggled, again.

"Oh, please don't! How I would hate for that to happen!" I winked at her as I shoved a handful of crisps in my mouth.

"You are disgusting!" She said as she walked away, laughing.
We all finished our lunch and I took our plates to the sink. I turned to face the kitchen island and Emma was sat reading a newspaper, with her glasses on.

"New glasses?" I asked as I perched beside her.

"Uh-huh." She nodded.

"They're incredibly hot." I nudged her arm.

"Stop it, Will. We have kids." She was being serious this time.

"Okay, Mrs Schue. Anything, for you. Oh, haha! I'm a poet and I didn't know it!" I childishly explained.

"How incredibly funny, Will. Now let me read my paper, in peace!" Her tone was getting sharper.

"Okay, okay. I'll go." I stood up and went to the fridge.
"Want a glass of lemonade?" I asked her.

"Yes, please. It's really hot in here."

"That's just you." I muttered.

"What was that?" She asked.

"Nothing, that was nothing. Nothing." I gave her the glass of lemonade and went to sit down on the sofa, again.
About 20 minutes later, Emma came to sit beside me.

"Sorry about earlier. I'm just not feeling very well." She told me.

"It's okay, sweetie. I was enjoying watching you get angry by me teasing you. You're funny when you're angry."

"Funny? Is that all you think of me? As someone who is 'funny' when you get on their very last nerve! The kids do that anyway!" She huffed.

"I'm sorry, baby. I didn't mean it!" I wrapped my arms around her waist and rested my head on her shoulder. I kissed her neck. My lips found hers and we kissed, passionately.

"DADDY'S KISSING MUMMY! DADDY'S KISSING MUMMY!" Chanted Johnny. Ellie rushed in and gasped, the giggled. Emma blushed.

"Why are you blushing?" I asked.

"I don't know... It's one of my flaws." She replied.

"I know. You done that the day I knew I wanted to marry you." I told her.

"Oh yes." She remembered.

"And the day you told everyone we were having these little munchkins." I told her, as I pointed to the children.

"Mummy? When are we going to have another brother or sister?" Asked Ellie.

"Ellie, I don't think we are going to have anymore babies, I'm sorry, sweetheart. No more brothers or sisters." Ellie's bottom lip started trembling. Emma stood up.

"But that's where you're wrong." Emma interrupted. I cocked an eyebrow up.

"What?" I said.

"I'm pregnant."

Well... That was it! The end of the story! I hope you enjoyed reading it as much as I enjoyed writing it! Sequel or not? You decide! I've got an idea for a new fan fiction. This time, it's going to be a JayMatt story! Thanks for reading! Please fan, favourite and review!

P.S. WEMMA WEDDING!