Epilogue

I pinch myself to make sure I'm really awake and when I get the confirmation I let out a relieved sigh looking at the photo of us. Thank god it was just a dream. I smile at the man on the picture on my side and wish he was in the room with me right now.

"Kurt?" I shout the name of the only man I ever wanted to call my husband and when he doesn't reply I quickly get out of bed.

I need to see him right away and find comfort in his company after the night I've had. I try to search my mind for the details of the dream, to remember as much of it as I can. Not sure why though, because the thought that I was married to someone else isn't really pleasant.

"Kurt?" I call my husband again once I'm outside the bedroom.

"Kitchen," he finally responds and I can't describe the relief I feel hearing his voice.

I stop in the doorway and silently observe him sitting at the table, eating breakfast, reading the paper. The radio is on in the background, that's probably why he didn't hear when I first called his name.

"Morning," he sends me a smile and starts to get up.

"Don't move," I instruct him and approach the chair he's sitting on.

I stand behind him and lean in to fold my arms around him, while I place a kiss on his cheek.

"Hey," he turns his head and our eyes meet. He seems to enjoy my closeness just as much as I do.

"You shouldn't have let me sleep in," I scold him playfully and place a kiss on his lips this time.

"You needed to rest, it's been an exhausting week for you," he points out attentively.

"You're the best husband I could wish for, I hope you know that," I feel the need to say it out loud in the light of the dream I had.

I obviously prefer the reality a lot more, even though I remember that Kurt was there in my dream as well.

His lips curl up, but that's all the acknowledgement I get for my flattering statement. I don't doubt that he appreciates it though.

"I'll pour you some coffee," he offers, but I don't let him stand up.

"Just enjoy your breakfast," I kiss his cheek again then steal a slice of cheese from his sandwich, which he bares with a chuckle.

"Your sandwiches are in the fridge," he points out and I let go of him to get my breakfast and the coffee and sit down next to him.

"Thank you," I say before I take a sip of my coffee. I want to make sure he knows I appreciate the little things he does for me every day.

Despite the confusing dream I had I finally feel calm and I'm able to enjoy the breakfast Kurt made for me. I don't think Jack would ever have made me breakfast, he didn't seem like the type. And he ended up cheating on me, I remind myself. It didn't only happen in my dream after all.

I inwardly slap myself for thinking about someone I haven't seen in years, while I'm here with the man I love and vowed to spend the rest of my life with.

"I dreamt that we were both married to someone else," I admit as the realization hits me that Kurt was married in the dream as well and I can see the shocked reaction on his face.

I somehow feel like talking about it with him, it might help me deal with it better. And when I say it out loud more details come to me. I suddenly remember his wife, Viola shouting at me that I slept with his husband. Oh god!

"For real?" he inquires.

"Yeah, my husband cheated on me and I think I ended up cheating on him, with you, although that part is a bit fuzzy," I admit, because I'm still confused about certain details.

"So we both cheated?" he asks with an amused expression, barely holding back a laughter. I should be glad one of us finds this funny.

"Yeah, it was weird thinking I was married to someone else. But you came back for me," I remember that he showed up in my office late in the evening. It felt more real than the rest of the dream, and that's the part I actually like about it.

"I'm glad you didn't marry someone else," he states with a serious expression this time, because it's the reality he's referring to.

"Right back at you. I kind of love being married to you," I admit, knowing I probably couldn't have chosen better and it has nothing to do with why that other marriage in my dream didn't work out.

"I kind of love being married to you too," he returns the confession and we share a smile.

"Will was in my dream though," I add while my smile fades away thinking of how I miss my partner. I'd give anything to be able to dream about him again. That part also felt real.

Kurt touches my hand supportively and I appreciate that he knows what my lips aren't able to say.

"And who were we married to?" he asks all of a sudden, probably to get my mind off the unhappy thoughts.

"That's not important," I shake my head with a smile.

"Of course it is, do I know them?" he insists, but I want to keep that information to myself alone.

I only told him about the dream so I could finally get it off my mind, it's better if I spare him the details.

"They aren't important," I repeat and he has no choice but to accept that it's the only answer he'll get.

"I wouldn't want to be married to anyone else," he confesses.

"My point exactly," I respond with a grin, appreciating his words.

I'm aware that even though I have every reason to call him 'the best husband', I don't really deserve 'the best wife' title. I'm simply lucky that he loves me the way I am, I couldn't ask for more.

"So you and I … got intimate in your dream?" he changes the subject to one that makes me chuckle.

"Actually I don't even remember that part," I admit with a little shame. I'm not even sure it happened, I just remember his wife yelling at me for it, so it had to happen I suppose.

"Maybe we should refresh your memory," he suggests with a grin I can't possibly misunderstand.

"Let me finish breakfast first, my husband made it for me," I stress the words and the smile won't leave my face.

Simply because I couldn't be happier about our reality.

THE END

A/N: I hope all your questions got answered, if not I'm happy to reply to anything. I tried to close this story properly, hope you are satisfied with the epilogue. Thank you for everyone who read and reviewed it, hope it was a fun read!

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