Epilogue

The New Directions took Nationals that year. How could they not? They took Nationals, with a mashup of You Can't Stop The Beat and Girls Just Wanna Have Fun, followed by a completely polished version of Don't Stop Believin'. And when they won, Santana kissed Brittany. They were onstage. The show was being broadcast to thousands of homes. The thought of the YouTube comments on Finn and Rachel's kiss made her wince (she had added some of the more… inventive ones… herself) but she didn't care. Because if Brittany didn't, why should she? She lead her life the way Brittany lead hers - if a little more clued up. But with her guard down, at last.

They all went their own ways, for college. Rachel, Finn, Blaine and Kurt to New York. Blaine and Kurt sent a Christmas card to Santana every year, and Santana often saw Rachel on television, promoting a new Broadway show and smiling irritatingly (most of the time, she changed the channel). Rachel was still wearing her knee high socks, even at age 30.

Puck and Quinn finally got it together and Quinn was a successful travel agent. Puck still cleaned pools. Quinn was pregnant again, and this time she was keeping the baby. Santana often saw her in the store when she was in Lima, buying lowfat baby food and batting eyelashes at the cashier, still beautiful.

And what came of Brittany and Santana?

They had fights, they broke up, they got back together, exes and siblings crawled out of the woodwork time and time again.

But it was still Brittany bringing Santana Blaine and Kurt's Christmas card, and asking "where can we get a Christmas card with Kurt's face on…? Do they sell them at Target?"

It was still Brittany who danced across the bedroom and flopped down beside her each night, giving her a kiss on her exposed shoulderblade and whispering "I love you" to her sleeping form.

It was still Brittany who convinced her to adopt a baby, still Brittany who convinced her to audition for a TV show, and still Brittany who she dedicated her first award to, her first album to.

It was Brittany convincing her to go into politics and use her influence to do something about homophobia in Ohio, and it was Brittany running her campaign into the ground until she changed tack to a more professional method (Brittany didn't speak to her for days.) It was Brittany who she finally married, legally.

It was always Brittany.

FIN

Oh my god I can't believe I finally finished a story! And with a happy ending, too! This has not happened in such a long time! Thank you for reading it, and for giving me such lovely, encouraging reviews. I'm going to write more so keep an eye out if you like. Also, I have put up all the songs used in this fic for download on my Mediafire account, accessible from my profile, and feel free to go download them :) ! Thank you, thank you, THANK YOU for taking time to read this! :D