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Chapter 12: Epilogue

5 years later

Rachel was in a dressing room, finishing up her makeup before the ceremony of the Tony award started.

"Knock, knock!" Kurt said cheerfully as he entered the room.

"Come in." The diva smiled as she looked at Kurt through the mirror. "Is it time already?"

"Yes and we are all here." The blue-eyed boy stated as Mercedes, Blaine, Tina, Artie and Jesse, who had directed her play, joined them in the room.

The brunette stood up and hugged them one by one. When she noticed Santana's absence, she asked. "Where is my wife?"

As on cue, Santana stepped into the room. "She's here." She moved closer to Rachel and kissed her lovingly as she kept her hands on her round belly. "I can't wait for the baby to pop out; I'm tired of using the restroom every 20 minutes!"

"Ugh, keep the details to yourself, please." Kurt exclaimed. "We are at a public event!"

"Whatever, virgin ears." The Latina rolled her eyes. "It's just us." She grinned as the diva put her hand around her waist and kissed her cheek. "Ready, babe?"

Rachel nodded. "Yes." She turned toward her friends. "Wish me luck!"

"Good luck!"

Rachel and Santana descended the steps of the theatre toward their seats. The Latina looked at her wife and saw the nervousness on her face. She grabbed the diva's hand and squeezed it. "So, are you ready to add another award on our shelves? Your Tony will fit perfectly next to my last Grammy!"

The brunette chuckled slightly. "I'm not gonna win…"

"Please it's me, stop with the fake humility." The tan girl winked, a smirk appearing on her face.

"Santana!" Rachel cried, slapping her wife's arm lightly.

The raven-haired girl gasped, covering her arm with her hand. "Ouch, that's abuse toward your pregnant wife!"

"Shush, people could hear you and believe it." The petite girl shook her head but smiled fondly at Santana.

Santana chuckled before kissing her wife's cheek. They settled on their seats and waited impatiently for the Best Actress in a Musical to be announced.

After an hour, it was time for the diva's category. Rachel grabbed Santana's hand as the host smiled at the crowd. "The nominees for Best Actress in a Musical are: Maggie Smith in Miss Jean Brodie's Second Prime. Willow Smith in Cabaret. Anne Hathaway in her one-woman show Anne! And Rachel Berry-Lopez in Jane Austen Sings."

"And the Tony goes to…" The host slowly opened the envelop with the name of the winner. "Rachel Berry-Lopez in Jane Austen Sings!"

Rachel looked wide eyed around her, surprise written all over her face as the crowd applauded.

"Baby, you won!" The Latina exclaimed, leaning on her seat to kiss her wife's cheek.

"I did?" The diva stared at her wife with shining eyes, still shocked by the announcement.

"Yes!" Santana's grin grew wider. "Now go, it's your time to shine!" She proudly kissed her wife before pushing her gently to go.

Rachel stood up and walked toward the stage as the crowd kept cheering. She quickly hugged the host before accepting the award and turning toward the audience. "Oh my gosh, thank you, thank you so much." She paused to take a breath. "I want to thank my friend Jesse for offering me this amazing role. I want to thank my dads for raising me with love, music and art. I…" She paused once again to wipe the tears off her face. "I want to thank my friends from McKinley High and my teacher Mr William Schuester. And last but not least, my wife, Santana Berry-Lopez. You found me when I was starting to give up and you showed me that even in the dark, there is hope and I can't thank you enough for that. I love you and I can't wait for the new addition to our family." She saw Santana blow her a kiss and smiled. The host moved closer to her, signalling it was time for her to finish her speech. "I want to say one last thing before I walk off the stage and I will borrow my wife's words for that. To all the girls and boys out there, dreams do come true and even if you fail, you have to keep fighting and try because one day you'll be able to say 'I made it, I just took a little detour to figure some things out'."

The diva raised the Tony in her hand proudly and thanked the crowd again before disappearing backstage. She couldn't wait to celebrate with Santana.