The summer was a blur in the best of ways. So much had been happening; meeting new friends, seeing old friends, new lovers, and a plethora of experiences that trumped any other summer that anyone in the group had previously experienced. But, as with all good things, the summer must end and they all had to return to real life.

"I can't believe we have to be at the airport at three in the fucking morning," Santana groaned as she shoved the last of her clothes into the suitcase. Brittany had inisted that the entire family back up before the final barbeque bash so they would be sure to have time to make sure everything was accounted for what with their early departure.

"Well the red eye flights are a lot cheaper. We've spent a lot of money to pull this trip off and we need to save wherever we can," Brittany told Santana for the hundreth time. Santana just grumbled and went back to packing. Brittany smiled and shook her head as she worked on her own bag; Santana was a still as stubborn as ever and no amount of ageing would change that.

"I'm gonna make sure the kids are making progress, be right back you great big grump," Brittany teased and placed a quick kiss on Santana's cheek before heading downstairs to the basement. Descending the stairs, Brittany found it completely empty except for Dan, who was sitting on the couch and looked to be deep in that.

"Hey Dan, where's everybody else?" she asked as she took a seat next to him.

"Lex and Tori finished packing. Tori's in the backyard with everyone else and Lex and Emily went somewhere," he mumbled without looking to his mom. Brittany's brow furrowed at her son's blank tone.

"Something wrong, buddy?" she asked, knowing that Dan of all people never acted like this. She had a special connection with her son and was positive that something was seriously bothering him.

"I'm scared to go home," he admitted quietly.

"Why?" Brittany asked in confusion. "Do you not wanna go back to school, I thought everything was good there."

"No, school's fine," Dan reassured Brittany quickly before sighing. "It's just Michelle. I know she's just a ferry ride away in the city but everything's gonna change when we leave this crazy summer bubble where everything is perfect and there's no real responsibilities. She has her own thing and I have my own thing back home and what if our things don't match up?"

"Dan," Brittany said softly, putting a comforting hand on the knee of her son. "You're a mature young man, so I'm gonna be honest with you. I know she's a wonderful girl and you really care about her but if you guys don't mesh together in the real world you'll know it wasn't meant to be. You shouldn't have to work very hard to make room for someone in your life, it should just... work."

"I love her," Dan blurted out and looked up at Brittany for the first time. It broke her heart to see the lost look in his eyes. "I love her and it would hurt so bad if we went home and she just started to disappear gradually until we didn't even talk anymore. I've dated other girls but I knew that none of that stuff would last they were just high school flings. She's different, she's special."

Brittany smiled at her son's passionate speech. He was always respectful of the girls he had dated before but he'd never ever mentioned anything close to love or talked about them the way he was talking about Michelle.

"Talk to her," Brittany said simply. "Before we leave, just pull her aside and tell her how you feel and tell her you want to keep seeing her when we go home. If you really want this to work you need to communicate and, like I said, the rest should just fall into place."

"You're right," Dan exhaled a large breath and gave Brittany a small smile. "I'm just freaking out, this is all new and it's weird. Good weird, but weird."

"Love is nothing if not weird," Brittany joked and Dan laughed with her. "And don't worry if you start feeling a little crazy because love does that to you. I mean, just look at me, I married your mami and for some reason I love her and all her... quirks. I must be at least a little crazy."

"I'm so telling on you," Dan teased. "She'll be so mad."

"Please, she's never been mad at me longer than ten minutes," Brittany scoffed. "Your mami's whipped, ask anyone in this house."

"So are you," Dan countered. "You actually ate everything on your plate last Thanksgiving when she cooked. She messed up big time but you ate it with a smile on your face."

"Hey, your mami worked hard on that," Brittany said, complete with stamping her foot. "She just wanted to cook for once because she knows how hard I've worked every other year."

"Yeah well if you love me you'll never let her do it again," Dan said with a grimace as he remembered the food. "She can cook some stuff but Thanksgiving food is not her thing and never will be. You should be grateful it was just the family last year because you would've scared away any guests for life."

"Shut up," Brittany laughed. "Now finish packing, I have to go make sure mami is actually packing and hasn't snuck into the backyard yet."

"Thanks for everything, mom," Dan said with a smile and pulled Brittany into a tight hug. "And don't tell mami what I said about her cooking, she'll kill me."

"I know," Brittany agreed as she stood up and made her way towards the stairs. "I like having you around so I'll make this our secret."

She heard Dan laughing behind her as she made her way back upstairs. When Brittany entered the bedroom, she looked around and growled when she saw no Santana as well as a stick not completely packed suitcase.

That woman will be the death of me.

Before Brittany had the chance to turn around and search for Santana, something whacked against her back and Brittany found herself plummeting face first onto the bed.

"I don't wanna pack," Santana's voice whined in Brittany's ear. The smaller woman lay on top of Brittany's back and acted as a dead weight. "I'm sleepy, I just wanna take a nap then get smashed and eat some Finn's speciality steak."

"Santana Pierce-Lopez," Brittany's muffled voice came up from the pillow her face was stuffed into. "You will finish packing before any of that happens. I'm not your maid you have to do some things yourself. Now get up."

"No," Santana dead-panned and reached down to wrap her arms around Brittany's torso. "I think I'll just stay right here."

"Santana, up," Brittany said firmly.

"I don't think so, you're just so damn comfy Brit," Santana chuckled.

"Dan said your food on Thanksgiving sucked," Brittany pulled out as a last resort, feeling a momentary pang of guilt for betraying her son so quickly. But, at least it did the trick and Santana leapt off of her.

"I worked hard on that!" Santana whined and started pacing the floor as Brittany stood up and straightened her slightly askew top. "He's so ungrateful, I should kick his ass."

"Come on, baby, don't do that," Brittany coaxed. She promised Dan she wouldn't tell Santana what he said so the least she could do was talk her wife down now. "It was good, he was just teasing."

"When did he speak these lies?" Santana asked.

"Just now, donwstairs," Brittany answered. "He's in love you know."

That seemed to have completely distracted Santana from the issue at hand. She stopped pacing and turned to face Brittany with wide eyes. "Are you fucking serious?"

"Yup, Michelle's got our little man wrapped around her finger," Brittany explained with a smile.

"Oh God, our kids have terrible taste," Santana groaned and flopped down next to a shocked Brittany.

"Santana! These are all good kids!" Brittany retaliated. "There's nothing wrong with them."

"First our daughter gets sucked in by a Fabray and now our son is whipped by Berry's kid!" Santana groaned and lay back on the bed.

"Please, you love Quinn and you totally have a soft spot for Rachel now," Brittany bit back and playfully poked Santana's stomach. "It's way better than having to worry about the kids bringing back some strangers from school who we know absolutely nothing about. At least we know we'll get along with the in-laws if they get married."

"Brit stop, I can't deal with the idea of our kids getting married right now. Their still babies and if they're getting married that means I'm old and I'm still hot shit so they can' get married," Santana rambled and Brittany supressed a laugh.

"They aren't getting married this minute San, geeze," she teased. "Just be happy the kids are happy."

"What about Tori?" Santana asked. "Has she said anything to you about Mark?"

"No, I think they just were a summer fling. They'll still be friends I'm sure but Lex and Dan's are the ones who've gone all soft," Brittany said as she stood up. "Now finish packing so we can enjoy our final summer dinner."

Santana sat up and groaned, "Fine, but only because I love you."

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Lex and Emily had decided to head to the park down the street to have their final time alone before the barbeque that night. They found themselves facing each other across from the slowly turning marry-go-round and just talking.

"I think you'll get along with my friends," Lex said as she reached behind her and shoved the ground so as to get them moving a bit faster. "They're laid back, not total bitches like some girls and the guys are just like, I dunno, guys. Easy to get along with."

"Same here," Emily added. "Maybe we can try to get our groups meshed so we can all hang out every now and then."

"Maybe," Lex nodded. "It'd be nice if everything just slid into place like that."

"Even if the friends don't fit together it's okay. Us getting to have time together is way more important than making all of our friends get along," Emily continued. "I bet we could go on some super awesome dates back in New York, we haven't really been able to do that here."

"I know, I can wait," Lex said with a smile. "We can see each other once a week at least, right? Not always big dates but just hanging out."

"I wouldn't have it any other way," Emily agreed. "I still can't believe we were so close to each other all these years yet never knew that the other existed. Well no, I knew you existed just from mom and dad talking in passing, but you know what I mean."

"Yeah. But you know I doubt anything would've happened if we had met earlier. I was still too insecure about myself before this summer," Lex explained. "Actually, if it weren't for you I might not have been ready this summer to come out. You're like my own personal catalyst."

"That'll make for a sexy pet name, 'catalyst'," Emily laughed.

"Are you kidding? Science is sexy," Lex teased and they both fell into laughter.

"We're gonna be okay," Emily said simply once their laughing died down.

"Yeah, we are," Lex agreed.

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It was nine o'clock and things were full swing in the backyard; Puck and Finn were grilling away as per usual while everyone else sat at the huge picnic table and drank and laughed over stories of the summer.

"Guys I can't believe it's almost over," Mercedes sighed into her beer. "I hadn't realized how much I'd missed us all being together until now."

"Seriously," Mike agreed. "We can't wait so long again."

"We should have this be a bi-yearly trip," Blaine suggested and everyone listened with eager ears. "Come back here for a few weeks so we can all see each other."

"So long as you guys promise not to be as messy as you were this time, I'd be more than happy to talk my dad into letting us use the house," Kurt said half seriously. "Besides, I'm sure he and Carol would like having a real excuse to go away on vacation every now and then."

"Yes!" Rachel squealed. "We simply must make this into a tradition."

"Bi-yearly would be good, this trip was kind of expensive and I don't know if Mike and I could pull something like this off every year," Tina chimed in and several people voiced their agreement.

"I like the idea of doing that too, but lets save the planning for later and just enjoy each others company for now," Sam said and earned an appreciative smile from Santana.

"Trouty Mouth is right, we'll be keeping in touch more so we have plenty of time to talk it out later," Santana agreed.

"I always knew you loved us, Satan! I mean, Santana," Quinn teased from across the table. Santana shot back a playful sneer and the adults dissolved into laughter. Meanwhile, at the other end of the table the kids were having their own conversation.

"So we'll like, keep in touch over Facebook, right?" asked Derek, channeling the same awkwardness a teenage Puck would've had when talking about anything resembling emotion.

"But of course, you can't get rid of us that easily," Leroy joked.

"Yeah, besides Lee and I are in LA so we can hang out sometimes," Jared agreed. "You really only have to worry about the New York crew."

"All you New Yorker's are shacking up, you better remember to put on your pants every now and then and drop us a line," Spencer joked.

"Well, nothing in the world would be able to keep me away from your lovely attitude," Emily joked back.

"Please, you're dating my sister, you're obviously immune to attitude," Tori scoffed and Mark rolled his eyes.

"I'll have you know that your sister is a total puppy and would never have attitude with me," Emily countered and Lex groaned in embarassment.

"Em! Other people aren't supposed to know that!"

"Don't take that the wrong way, Emily. Lex is like our mami and feels the need to put out this badass don't fuck with me vibe," Dan explained.

"I'm sitting right here!" Lex exclaimed. "Stop analyzing me."

"Fine, just know you're not fooling anyone," Emily cooed and pecked Lex on the cheek.

"Gross," Tori gagged dramatically, earning a middle finger from Lex.

Before the bickering could go any further, Puck called out that the food was ready and was promptly mobbed by both the adults and teenagers. Finn and Puck just looked on in bewilderment as everyone piled food onto their plates. Fortunately, everyone was kind enough to leave some for the people who had cooked the meal.

"Guys, I'd like to say something," Brittany said as people were finishing up their meal. Everyone quieted down and gave her their full attention. "I really just wanted to thank everyone for being here this summer. It was very... colorful, to say the least and I couldn't have imagined a greater group of people to share it with. It's been amazing to see all my old classmates grown up and married and with fully grown kids. We've all done things that I'm sure our teenage selves wouldn't have believed we would ever do. I guess what I mean to say is that I'm proud of us and the families we've made. It means the world to me that we could all come together like this once again. So, cheers to an awesome summer and many more to come!"

"That's my sexy wife!" Santana shouted as everyone cheered their agreement for the speech.

"As one of the night's chefs," Puck announched when things died down. "I declare the last barbeque of summer over! Pull out the hard liquor it's time to get wasted!"

Everyone cheered once again and, in true glee club fashion, made the most of their final blow out. Brittany had said it perfectly, this summer was a special one indeed; and that is why not a single person complained about the fact that they'd be hungover on their flights tomorrow.

But knowing them, they would start complaining the second they boarded their planes.

A/N: Abrupt ending? Kind of! But, I was really ready to be done with this story because I was running out of adventures for them to have. I'm sorry that I wrapped this up quickly after being away for WAYYY longer than I'd realized. But, I'm still going to write the ten years to the future sequel as soon as I'm done with my other story "The Ghost of You", so keep an eye out for that. I hope you enjoyed this story, I know it was kind of rocky but it's really my first big story on FF so I guess I was still getting my sea legs. The writing for the next story will hopefully be better. Woah, I'm channeling Rachel Berry right now so I'm just gonna shut up and say thanks for sticking around! Cheers!