AN: Welp, here it is the Epilgoue the last and final chapter. Thank you all for the lovely reviews and words of wisdom. This is definitely not the last you've heard of me. I'm already working on another story.
"This is a lovely art display," a woman walked up to Folshi "What was your inspiration behind it?" She held up a tape recorder.
"Thank you I wanted to make sure I got up and coming artists. People who haven't always gotten a chance to show off what they had to say," she smiled.
"You are only thirty-six years old and yet you and your husband as well have really made a dent in the New York art community."
"River and I are beyond blessed and thankful for everything that has happened."
"And finally who is your dress made by and when are you due?"
"This dress was made by Kurt Hummel and it is from his new maternity line. And I'm eight months pregnant, so roughly about two months" she clasped her hands under her baby bump.
"Thank you for time," the woman said.
"It is absolutely no problem."
"Auntie Fo!" A girl with dark bouncing curls and blue eyes ran up to her.
"Hey girly," Folshi picked up the six year old.
"Aubrey Elizabeth Hummel-Anderson don't run off like that!" Blaine came up to them breathless. "Your papa won't be happy with that."
"But I wanted to see Auntie Fo and the baby," she patted Fo's stomach.
"Hi Auntie Fo," another six year old with light brown hair and green eyes walked up to the group.
"Hi Makayla," she puts down Aubrey and hugs her.
"You are looking good, the designer of that dress must be very talented," Kurt was right behind Aubrey.
"No I don't think so. He's only one of the hottest designers and have all the celebs wearing his stuff," she slightly rolled her eyes.
"Where's River?" Blaine asked.
"He's around here somewhere," she waved her hand. "I lost him about an hour ago."
"Lost? Daddy, Papa we have to go find him!" Makayla tugged on their hands.
"We should split up!" Folshi said playing again. "Daddy and Papa are on one team and Aubrey, Makayla, and I on another, let's go!"
The twin girls take each other Folshi's hands and lead her off.
"Makayla Catheryne , don't you dare eat another piece of candy! You've had enough already!" Kurt called after them.
"Oh my god!" A shrill teenage girl's voice makes them turn around. "You're Blaine Anderson! I loved your last album and I don't know if you remember me but I was backstage at your Broadway show and we met."
"I totally fucking remember you!" Blaine got excited then tapped his forehead. "Don't tell me your name," he thought for a moment. "Carolina?"
Her eyes go wide. "I can't believe you remember my name! I didn't get your autograph before so I was wondering if I could bother you for it now."
"It's no bother honestly," Blaine smiled.
The girl slightly jumped up and down. "I'll be right back. My girlfriend has my bag," she turns then looks back at them. "By the way you and your husband are such an inspiration and definitely one of the best couples out there," she smiled before walking away.
Blaine snaked an arm around his husband's waist. "I love you," he smiled.
"I love you too my dear," he leaned in for a kiss.