AN: Hello! It's been quite a while! :) I'm feeling a bit sad that some of the Glee kids will graduate in just two weeks' time, but I'm glad that Wemma will always be there for as long as there is Glee.
Last chapter felt like the ending for me, but I couldn't leave you readers wondering how Will and Emma's twins will look like, could I? ;) Enjoy, and once again, thank you for reading! I hope you review! ^_^
Two Hearts Beat As One: Epilogue
"Rise and shine, sleepy head! Guess who woke up right before I did," Will greeted his wife of almost eight years, rolling over in bed, embracing her, and kissing her temple. A chuckle escaped his lips at the joke he made.
Emma rolled over to face her husband, smiling at him and reaching up slightly to give him a kiss on the lips. When the kiss ended, she said, "What is that supposed to mean, Will?"
She could not, however, hide her laughter, which came out in short giggles, because she knew exactly what he meant, just as she did years ago when he first used that line on her.
"What time is it?"
"It's only five o'clock," Will said unapologetically as he hovered over her, nibbled her ear, and played with her hair.
"Mmm, I think you'll get what you want this morning, Mr. Schuester, if you promise to be good all day," she said, running her hands over his muscular arms.
"I like the sound of that. I promise to be good, Mrs. Schuester. And I'll make sure we don't wake the babies, too," he said blissfully.
They gave in to their passions before starting the day in earnest.
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By 6:30 in the morning, they were lazily spread-eagled on the freshly made bed, already showered and dressed in casual clothes, Emma stroking Will's curls.
"Honey, should we wake the babies now? It's going to be an exciting day for them."
"You just wait for a few minutes, baby, you'll see that we don't have to," Will replied knowingly, continuing to kiss and cuddle in bed with his wife.
True enough, fifteen minutes later, with the sun shining through their cream-colored curtains during that fine June day, they heard a knock on their bedroom door.
"Who is it?"
"It's us, Daddy. May we come in?" piped up a five-year-old David. His sister could be heard whispering to him outside the door.
"You may enter, little ones, the door is unlocked."
"Thanks, Mommy!" chorused the twins as the doorknob clicked open.
They came bounding on the bed, David with his wild tangle of sandy blond curls and Alexandra with her more manageable ginger curls. They looked at their parents with their hazel eyes, both pairs the same color as Will's, expectant. David's eyes were small and smiling while Alex's were big and bright.
"So, today is the big day, huh?" Will said.
His children nodded energetically in his direction.
"So big in fact that you forgot to greet us good morning," added Emma, pretending to be hurt.
"Sorry, Mommy," said Alex, moving towards Emma and giving her a kiss and a big hug. "Good morning, Mommy!"
"Good morning, Daddy!" said David, hugging Will tightly and kissing his cheek.
The children went on to hug and kiss their other parent, the morning greetings ending in a huge tickle match where Will seemed to be getting the upper hand on everybody.
"Enough, Daddy, please!" said Alex, breathless with laughter.
Everybody was giggling at this point, including Will and Emma. Finally, Will stopped tickling everyone and gave his wife and children each a big kiss on their foreheads.
"It's the first day of summer vacation! Yay! What do you kids want to do today?" Emma asked.
"You already know, Mommy," said David, hugging his mom again.
"You and Daddy are taking us to the park for the football tryouts today," explained Alex patiently.
"Oh, are we?" Will continued the teasing, bringing his daughter in his lap and smoothing out her ginger curls. They were the exact shade of red as Emma's. He reached over to ruffle his son's hair affectionately and added, "I think you need a haircut, Davey. You can't play soccer with that wild hair of yours, it will prevent you from seeing the ball."
"I wonder where he got it from?" said Emma, teasing Will. They all knew Will's hair would be just as unruly as David's if he grew it out. Will laughed at the comment. He was always very proud that David was very much like him, from his hair, his chin dimple, to his love of sports and music, even the way he smiled. They both had that same crooked dorky grin on their faces at the moment, which Emma found heart-warming.
"Yes, you're right, Daddy," David agreed. He turned to his mom and asked, "Can I get one as short as Daddy's? I will look just like him, but his hair is darker."
"Of course, sweetie, whatever you like. I'm going to miss your long curls, though," said Emma, kissing his nose.
"I don't have to get one, do I, Mommy? We can just tie my hair in a pony tail," said Alex.
"No, you don't have to, honey. I'll tie your hair for you every time before a match," Emma said fondly to her daughter.
"If some babies want to make it to their tryouts, I think they need to get moving," Will interrupted.
"We're not babies," said Alex, rolling her eyes just like Emma does.
"You will always be my babies," he said, lifting them, one in each arm, and kissing their cheeks noisily. "Can you share a tub today? We have to move fast and that saves us some time."
"Okay, just this once," said David, laughing from being kissed by his father.
"Let me say goodbye to my babies first, sweetheart," said Emma, moving closer to Will and their children. She gave them kisses all over their faces before she let them go. They started giggling again.
"Don't I get a kiss, too?" Will asked, using his puppy dog eyes on her.
Emma gave him a kiss on the lips, which he returned ardently. It only made the children giggle more.
"Off you go. Don't make too much mess, okay? And don't get your Daddy wet, he already showered. I'm going to make us breakfast while you have your bath."
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An hour later, Will and Emma were holding hands while sitting on the stands by the football field in their local park. Both were clutching at the other's hand tightly, nervously watching their children kick some balls around and do drills. A familiar face eagerly joined them from their place on the benches.
"Hey, you two!" Shannon greeted them enthusiastically. "Got dragged here by the two punkins, I presume?"
"Hey, coach," both greeted their close friend.
"Shan, please be reminded that we don't want any special treatment for the kids, especially since you are in charge of the local Under 6 team," said Will seriously, gaining a bemused smile from Emma and winks between her and Shannon.
"Duly noted, Will, and besides, they don't need any sort of special treatment. They are naturally good athletes. I think they will both be in our starting eleven line-up."
Emma burst out laughing at this point.
"I'm sorry," she apologized in between suppressed giggles. "Only, you two sound very serious about everything. I thought it was only you, Will, but you're just as into it as he is, Shannon," she said. "It's not a bad thing, though," she added as an afterthought.
"C'mon, Emma," Will feigned exasperation. "Football is a way of life." To Shannon, he asked, "Are the kids really good?"
Emma and Shannon laughed at him.
"Don't worry, punkin. I know that the most important thing about being on the team is learning teamwork and discipline, and of course, having fun. I won't push the kids too hard, they are very young, after all," she said to Emma. "And yes, Will they are really good, but you know that already. Alex says that you played with them every day after school or Glee club practice since the winter snow melted."
"That's good to know," Will said, full of pride for his children.
"I've got to go. I have to make the announcement on who makes it to the team," she said.
"I really hope all the kids make it, Will. I don't know how those who don't can handle rejection."
"They will all make the team, sweetheart, trust me. I've gone through all this when I was around their age, too. Plus, there are only sixteen of them and this is just like a summer football camp."
Will kissed Emma sweetly before they turned their attention to what was happening on the field again.
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"Football tryouts was so much fun, Daddy!" said David, skipping along while walking hand-in-hand with Will on the way to the car. "And we made the team! Did you see me run so fast? Did you see me make a goal?"
"Of course I did, sweetie, and so did Mommy. We even captured it on camera," Will replied, picking up his son in his embrace.
"Did you see me, too, Daddy? I blocked Patrick's goal with my foot. I kicked the ball as hard as I could and I didn't fall over," said Alex, who was being held by Emma.
"Yes, honey, both Mommy and I saw it and we got it on camera as well. Do you like to be the goalkeeper?"
"No, not really, because I want to run around, too, and keepers don't get to do that. I want to be a defender!"
"I want to be a midfielder just like David Beckham! We even have the same name!" said David.
"You might just get what you want if you work hard for it, my angels," said Emma, amused by all the football talk. "Now, who wants some gelato?"
A chorus of me's erupted, the loudest one Will's.
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"So, how do you like your haircut, sonny boy?" Will asked David when he and Emma tucked the twins in.
"I'm still getting used to it, but I love it, Daddy," said David, beaming at Will.
"Now, David really looks like you, Daddy," piped Alex. "Will you play with us tomorrow in the backyard before football practice?"
"Of course!" said Will. "Maybe Mommy will play with us, too."
"I can barely kick the ball," said Emma, "I'll watch and cheer, though."
"I can't wait for Auntie Shannon to give us our positions. I'm crossing my fingers that I'll be a midfielder," said David.
"I want to be a defender, but I guess if we get to be strikers, that's cool, too, right, Davey?"
"Yup. But I don't want to be a keeper, Alex. Like you said, I want to run around during the game."
"Okay, enough football talk. Sleep tight little ones, don't let the bed bugs bite," Emma interrupted while she and Will gave the children good night kisses.
"Please sing for us so we can sleep," pleaded Alex.
"Yes, please!" added David.
"Okay, kids," said Will, giving Emma a crooked smile.
They sang together:
You are my sunshine,
My only sunshine.
You make me happy
When skies are grey.
You'll never know, dear,
How much I love you.
Please don't take
My sunshine away.
The kids joined them when they sang a second time, Alex singing at the top of her lungs. Will and Emma exchanged glances, reminded of a past Glee club co-captain, one Rachel Berry. After one last round of singing, the children yawned widely. For some reason, You Are My Sunshine always made them sleepy.
"Good night, kids!" they said together.
"Good night, Mommy and Daddy!" said the twins as their parents turned off the lights.
xxxxx
"Oh my God, Will, what have you done to our babies? They know so much about football and they're only five!" said Emma as she and Will fluffed up their pillows.
"Does it annoy you much, Mrs. Schuester? We could tone it down a bit if it does," he said, joining Emma under the covers and giving her a small kiss on the tip of her nose.
"Well . . . not really," she admitted. "I actually find it adorable. They are so much like you."
"Are you sure? We could take them to synchronized swimming lessons instead. God knows it's such a good sport," he said, smiling, suddenly remembering his very wet proposal to Emma. "I have such a soft spot for synchronized swimming."
"Haha! I wonder why?" said Emma, then, they fell in a comfortable silence for a few seconds, remembering how the proposal went.
"They are so much like you, too, you know. Kind . . . sweet . . . caring . . . and, very adorable," he said earnestly, wrapping his arms around Emma as she nestled on his chest, kissing her hair after he spoke each adjective.
"Are you deliberately trying to get on my good side tonight, Mr. Schuester? I must admit, it's working," she laughed softly.
"Whatever are you talking about, sweetheart?" he said, kissing her hair again then shifting their positions so he could nuzzle her neck.
"Today was perfect, Will. I'm surprised how we never seem to run out of perfect moments together, you, me, and the kids."
"Every day is perfect with you in my life, Emma. I love you with everything I am and everything I ever hope to be."
"I love you so much, Will."
They shared sweet kisses, and then some. They fell asleep in each other's arms afterwards, as they have done countless of times. Life is good!
-Fin-