A/N: Hey everyone I am so sorry for the very long wait. As I said in my Author's Note, I was going though some things. I feel much better now and here is the final part of Driven By Pure Desire. I have tried not to cry and failed. I just can't help it. This is one of my favorite stories and it's coming to an end. But I am happy that is has gotten so many reviews, favorites and followers. I have been accepted into 4 communtites. That's never happened to me before, so thank you all for that. Now without further a due, I now present to you the ending of Driven By Pure Desire. I hope you like it. Please read and review. Until Next Time Enjoy!
~2 years later~
~Kurt's P.O.V~
So, I have been living in New York for some years now and everything seems to be going great. After Finn shot Santana when we were in high school, I vowed never to speak to his ass ever again and I held up on my part. In fact just recently Finn died. He was released from prison and one day driving home, some drunk guy ran a red light and hit him, Finn and the drunk driver died instantly. My father wanted me to come back, but I just couldn't get myself to go to his funeral. After everything he has taken from me: My boyfriend and soul mate, coming out of the closet on my own terms, having a good high school experience and the list goes on and on.
I have dated a couple of guys, but nothing ever seem to stick. I guess it was because I haven't fully gotten over Jessie and I honestly don't think I ever will. How do you get over your first love? Well anyways Mercedes is visiting from L.A and I promised I'd show her around, although she's been here quite a few times, but I love showing her around...Its fun. So, she asked me to meet her at this bar, because she had a meeting down town that went over time.
I am sitting at the bar and I notice this really sexy guy checking me out, but before I do anything I check my breath, my teeth and pop some tic tac's in my mouth for safety precaution.
The guy starts walking towards me and I must say he looks so sexy, but I keep forgetting that I'm in a straight club, so this really hot guy might not even be looking at me. Wait he looks so familiar now that I can get a better look at him.
"I'm sorry to bother you, but you so familiar."
"Yeah? Well I was just thinking the same about you. Now where would I have seen you before?"
"I don't know maybe school? Are you in any of my classes?"
"Uh not that I know of...Wait a minute...Jessie?"
"Yeah and you are...My God I didn't even recognize you...Kurt?"
"Yeah thats me so, how have you been doing? Its been a while."
"Yeah, it sure has. When did you move to New York?"
"About 9 years ago. I got into NYADA. Did you know Santana, Rachel, Quinn and Brittany stay out here too?"
"No, didn't but thats great. Can I say something?"
"Sure."
"I'm so sorry I broke up with you, I just couldn't take Finn's abuse anymore. I moved to New York and I've been so happy, but there was always something missing. Like an empty hole you could say. I've dated guys and had one night stands, but nothing or no could fill it. If I'm being honest it made matters worse. I thought I would never see you again." Boy do I know the feeling. I have felt the same the last 9 years I've spent in New York.
"Well Finn died a couple years back, and I can honestly say that I was feeling the same for the past 9 years I've been here. Just not the one night stands. I have missed you so much. Seeing your face again its like I can finally breath again."
"I missed you as well, so you mentioned school? You can't still be in school after 9 years?"
"No, I work there. I teach a Dance 101 class. I got the job after I graduated a year and a half ago. I was originally a teacher's assistance, but she quit because she got a leading role on Broadway called Spring Awaking. So, she chose me as her successor. Are you in school?"
"Yeah I have 2 more years of Medical school and then I can start my residency."
"Cool so what kind of a doctor would you like to be?" I phone started ringing...
"I'm so sorry, one second please." I answered it.
"Kurt Hummel speaking."
"Kurt its me, can I just meet you at home? I really don't feel like clubbing tonight. I'm super tired, maybe tomorrow? I am here for 2 more days. By the way I closed the deal and signed this amazing singer to my label."
"Really who?"
"Jessica Sanchez. The girl who lost American Idol."
"Oh yeah well thats great, I'm so happy for you and sure we can go out tomorrow. I have so much to tell you?"
"Like what did you meet a guy or something?"
"Yeah."
"Well who is he?"
"I'll tell you at home, I got to go."
"Why?"
"Because I'm still talking to him and I'm being rude by talking to you."
"Oh okay, but I want full details. Don't leave nothing out."
"Okay goodbye."
"Bye." I hung up with Mercedes.
"I'm sorry about that Jessie that was Mercedes."
"Jones? The famous singer/song writer?"
"Yeah thats her."
"She lives in New York too?"
"No, she lives in LA. She has her own record label now."
"How that happen?"
"Well she was signed to a label right out of high school, but they wanted to change a lot about her and she wasn't having it. So, she went to another label and did very well for the last 5 years and made a ton of money and became a famous singer, but then she opened her own music label and have been very successful for the last 4 years. She often comes out here and we spend a couple of days together."
"Thats really great. What about the other members of Glee club?"
"Mike is a choreographer in Miami and I believe he is married to Tina with one kid. Blaine is a pilot out of San Francisco, CA. Puck owns his own pool cleaning business out of LA. I hear his brother is a director. Joseph works as a model out of Las Vegas, NV. I don't really know about anyone else."
"Oh well I'm glad we all manged to be successful in life."
"Me too, can I have your number?"
"Yeah, let me see your phone." I hand it to him and he put in his number and then hands I back to me. I called him and he reaches for his phone.
"There now you have my number."
"Thanks." He saves it under my name.
"Are you dating anyone?"
"No, are you dating anyone?"
"No."
"You want to go out Friday night say 7:30?"
"Yeah I would love to. I'll text you my address on Friday."
"I'll be looking forward to it." He presses his lips to mine and we kiss passionately until the need for air became very important. We pulled a part and looked at each other.
"I'm sorry about that Kurt, I just couldn't help myself."
"Its okay, I liked it, but I have to go. I'll call you..."
"Call me tonight." He said kissing me again.
"I'll call you tonight." With that said I walked out the bar and went home. I told Mercedes every little detail and she almost died when I told her he kissed me first. I'm just so happy I have the love of my life back. I wasn't lying either, when I saw Jessie's face it was like I could finally breath again. I lay in my bed after getting undressed for bed and text Jessie. After our first date, we have spent every night together. We have been dating officially for the last couple of weeks and I have to have I could not be happier.
~Quinn's P.O.V~
I am sitting here in the waiting room at the hospital, only because I needed a break. Brittany and I are expecting our first child any moment now. She's been in labor for about 6 hours nows. Santana is here with me and Rachel is at home with their 2 year old daughter Sofia Marie Berry-Lopez and she is just the cutest thing I have ever seem, but she does have Santana attitude. How ironic is that? She looks like Rachel but acts like Santana. Rachel is pregnant again with their second child and third child. Yep there having twins and let me tell you, I am happy Brittany is only having one child. I don't know if I could handle two babies at once.
"What are you thinking about Q?" Santana asked me.
"How I am so happy to be having one child at a time. While Rachel is having twins."
"Yeah, well I couldn't be happier with that. I am done, we wanted 3 or 4 children and with these twins we have our 3 kids, now maybe down the line in the distant future we might have a fourth child, but I'm just happy that I'm married and that she's having my babies and that she has already given my first daughter."
"I'm happy for you, well I need to get back in there."
"Yeah and don't take anything she says personally."
"I'm not, I know she's in a lot of pain and I will be here for her."
"Good." I walk back in the room and see my beautiful wife, and I can't help but feel so lucky that I found her and she married me and were having our first child right now. Our wedding was beautiful. Brittany looked absolutely breathtaking, we've been married for some time now and we thought it was time to start a family. Brittany is the best choreographer in New York and well I am the New York Times Best Selling Author. My first book entitled "The Good Daughter" was on the national best sellers list as #1 for 14 weeks. I lost my spot was moved to # 2...Damn Hunger Games. I read the book, it wasn't all that. Okay I'm lying it was a really good book. But Then my second book entitled "The Girl Under The Mask" the sequel to "The Good Daughter" reclaimed my spot at the top. I'm currently writing my 3rd novel its entitled "Breaking Free" I'm not finished with it yet though. I can't believe how good of a writer I have became, especially considering I wanted to be a lawyer. I went one semester of law school with Santana and changed my major to Journalism. I just have more of a passion for writing then law. I forgot to mention that I'm also the editor of the New York Times Newspaper, that's my day job and I write novels as a hobby. I am so happy with my life and now my beautiful is having my baby. I look at her sleeping until she pops up and screams...Another contraction I suppose, I get up from my chair and walk over to her.
"Baby what's wrong?"
"I hate you for having me do this."
"I'm sorry baby, but our bundle of joy will be here before you know it."
"Its been 6 hours why won't your son come out?"
"He will be here soon baby, and we will get to hold our son."
"I KNOW HE'S OUR SON QUINN! HE'S INSIDE OF ME! DON'T YOU THINK I KNOW THAT? DAMN YOU QUINN!" Brittany says yelling at me.
"I'm sorry baby calm down." Wrong words.
"CALM DOWN? YOU WANT ME TO CALM THE FUCK DOWN, WHEN I HAVE TO PUSH A PERSON OUT OF MY PUSSY, FUCK YOU QUINN!"
"I'm sorry baby."
"JUST LEAVE QUINN." I bring walking to the door to give her some space. I was just going to wait in the waiting room with Santana again.
"Wait baby, please don't leave me. I love you so much...I'm sorry baby...AHHHHH." She says as another contraction rips though her and I walk back over to her and kiss her hand.
"I'm not going anywhere baby I promise. I was just going to wait with Santana in the waiting room."
"You promise you'll never leave me?"
"Until death do us part remember?"
"Yes I remember." At that moment the doctor can and checked her and said,
"Okay, Brittany you are now 10 centimeters dilated and you can start pushing in a few minutes okay."
"Okay." When I say give push hard then do so or when I say give me a normal push then do so. You have follow my directions to the fullest okay. I don't want nothing to happen to the baby or you okay Brittany?"
"Okay doctor I fully understand."
"Okay lets begin and I want to you to count to 3 and give me a normal push."
"Okay… 1 … 2 … 3." She pushes and screams as she grabbed onto my hand for deal life.
"Good Brittany … Again."
"1 … 2 … 3 … Oh my God this hurts." She says she pushes again.
"Okay I can see the head. Now I need a hard push and keep going until I say stop okay."
"1 … 2 … 3 …. AHHHHH." She pushes hard as she could for several seconds.
"Okay stop Brittany and take a deep breath." She does as she was told.
"Okay I push Brittany."
"Normal?" She asks out of breath.
"Yes." She pushes and squeezes my hand tighter...I think I heard a crack. Yep my hand is broken and I am in extreme amounts of pain.
"Baby my hand." She gives me an evil glare.
"SHUT THE FUCK UP QUINN...WE CAN TRADE PLACES AND YOU CAN GIVE BIRTH HOW ABOUT THAT?"
"Baby I'm in pain. I think it broken." 'Learn to shut of Quinn.' I mentally tell myself.
"PAIN? YOU KNOW NOTHING ABOUT PAIN! I AM PUSHING A PERSON OUT OF A TINY HOLE. I HATE YOU!"
"Okay Brittany … The shoulders are out and I need one big push and that should be it."
"YOU FUCKING PUSH...I CAN'T ANYMORE." She screams at the doctor.
"Come on baby you can do this. Just one more push please and our son will be here."
"OH GO TO HELL QUINN." She says as she pushes her hardest and our son is born, I get worried when I don't hear him cry... Then the doctor pats him on his butt and the sound of him crying filled the room. Boy my son got a set of lungs on him, watch out Rachel.
"Cut here Quinn." The doctor tell me and I cut his umbilical cord and the nurse takes him and cleans him up.
"You did so good baby." I said kissing her lips.
"I'm sorry I was so mean to you Quinn. Can you please forgive me?"
"Of course I can baby, I didn't take anything you said personally. You know I love you and I understand that you were in a large amount of pain."
"I love you too baby." Then the nurse came back in with our son wrapped in a blue blanket. I smiled and then I remember that my hand was broken and the pain becomes too real.
"Baby I have to go get my hand looked at okay."
"Okay baby." Brittany says never once taking her eyes off of our baby, once he was placed in her arms that is.
~15 Minutes Later~
I return with a green cast on my right hand. Just like I thought it was indeed broken, I guess I have to take a break from writing until my hand gets better, which should be 4-6 weeks the doctor said. I look over at Brittany and our son was sleeping so peacefully. I sit down next to them and Brittany opens her eyes.
"Oh my God baby I'm so sorry, I didn't mean to break your hand." She whispers.
"Its okay baby, don't even worry about it?"
"But what about your writing?"
"I can take a break until it heals or I can hire someone to type for me."
"Are you sure, because I feel so bad."
"Baby there's no need to feel bad, its okay really. I understand that you were in a lot of pain."
"I love you baby."
"I love you too B."
"What are we going to name him?"
"Leonardo Antonio Lopez-Pierce."
"I love it. I think its great his middle name is his late grandfathers name."
"I just wish he could be here to see this."
"I know you do baby."
"Okay, well I'm going to go tell Santana."
"Okay." With that said I walked out of the room and into the waiting room where I found Santana asleep in one of the chairs. I placed my good hand on her shoulder and shook her a little. Her eyes opened and she looked at me and said,
"Did she have the baby yet?"
"Yes, she did and he is just fine."
"Congrats sis. What's his name?"
"Leonardo Antonio Lopez-Pierce."
"Aww Antonio after dad, that's really sweet of you."
"Yeah, I felt it was the right thing to do."
"Yeah, so how mean was Brittany?"
"No too mean, she told me she hated me and too leave, but called me back saying she loved me, then told me to go to hell, when I encouraged her to keep pushing. Oh and when I said I was in pain due to my broken hand she yelled at me some more."
"Yep same thing Rachel did except Rachel threw her cup of ice at my head, when I told her she was hurting my hand. I had to wear a cast as well. Man they get super strong when their giving birth. It was only a bad sprang, but with the birth of my twins, I am 100% certain she will break my hand."
"Oh yeah man, I feel sorry for you."
"Yeah but the pain I will receive is nothing compared to the pain she will feel. Not even close so, can I see my nephew now."
"Yes, one second though I want to tell you something and I'm sorry for how mushy I am about to become. I know you hate it, but bare with me okay."
"Okay."
"I love you sis. You are the best sister I could have ever asked for, as well as my very best friend. You and dad accepted me as a member of your family without hesitation or judgment and I am so grateful for that. I wouldn't know what to do without you, my baby Brittany or Rachel. Being a Fabray, I knew I would have never been able to be as happy as I am now. I wouldn't trade this happiness for anything in this world. I love being a Lopez, because it meant I was finally free to be who I wanted to be without the fear of judgment or being kicked out, anything like that. By the way Judy was wrong, I am not a loser. I am the editor of the New York Times Newspaper and I am the best selling author of 2 books. I have a beautiful wife and a beautiful and talented lawyer for a sister, one of the best in all of New York. I guess I just want to say thanks for always being there for me."
"You're welcome can we go now?"
"Santana?"
"I'm just joking Q. You know I will always be there for you no matter what and you're right we are not losers. Far from it and Judy was just a..."
"Just a what Santana?" I turn around and see my former mother standing there.
"What are you doing here?"
"I came here, because I wanted to tell you that your father passed away and we are having a service for him on Sunday and the whole family will be there and we all would like for you to come."
"Oh hell fucking no..." Santana began to say, but I stopped her.
"I got this sis, why don't you go grab us some coffee please? I could really use some."
"Are you sure Q?"
"Yeah I am."
"Okay, call me if you need me." I waited for Santana to go the elevators and doors to close before speaking to my former mother.
"Couple things wrong with what you just said. 1 my father Antonio Mario Lopez died June 15, 2006, and 2 my family consist of my wife Brittany, my son Leonardo, my sister Santana and my best friend Rachel. Those people I just mentioned are the only family that I have."
"Quinn Fabray you will..." I cut her off.
"My name is Quinn Ann Lopez-Pierce!"
"You are not a Lopez...You are a Fabray."
"But I seem to recall when I was 14 years old and was temporarily paralyzed from a car accident you told me I was a nasty, disgusting and filthy dyke that is not fit to be a Fabray. Not to mention that I got what I deserved for living in sin."
"Quinn, I am sorry for I said to you, but your father died and I think you should pay your respects to him."
"Russell Fabray is not my father. I will not pay or show him any respect. After everything he put me though, you have the nerve to ask me to pay him respect? How did you even find me?"
"It was online that you were in the hospital."
"Yeah I'm sure it said 'Quinn and Brittany Lopez-Pierce are expecting their first child today."
"It might have said that."
"I still want you to come."
"Can I bring my family?"
"There already going to be there."
"MY family not your family."
"No, I will not have you disrespect your father like that. He had a strong hatred for your kind people and I will not have those people in my house."
"First of all, you will not talk about my family like that and "those people" were my only family when you left me and told me you wasn't my mother anymore.
"Only you can come...Not your wife, Santana's abnormal freakish self, Rachel with her queer as folk parents or that abomination you call a son." I slapped her so hard, you could have heard it around the world.
"How dare you strike your mother."
"You are not my mother, you never was. My SISTER Santana may have male genitalia, but that does not make her any less beautiful. I am proud to call her my sister. As for my wife well she is the best, smartest, most talented and far more gorgeous then you could ever hope to be. She will also be a billion times better at being a mother then you and one more thing, if you ever and I do mean ever speak about my son like that again... I … Will … Fucking … End … Your … Sorry … Excuse … For … A … Life!" I said breathing heavily.
"You know what you can live in sin and burn in hell for all I care. I should have never come here, you are nothing but a waste of a life. I should have terminated you the moment I knew I was pregnant. News flash I never wanted you, your father made me have you, you were nothing but a mistake. I wish you were never born. Frannie is by far the best daughter I ever had, she is more prettier, smarter and more talented then you. You were never good enough and I hated myself when you turned out to be dyke. You will always be second best." I tried not to cry.
"She was not and never will be second best and if you ever talk to my sister like that again I'll..."
"You'll what?"
"I'll fuck you up bitch! Say another word and I will be beat you within a inch of your life and if you thinking I am buffing … Try me, please I am begging you say... One...More ...Thing about Quinn I will not be held for I do to you."
"I can have you arrested for threating me."
"Would you like to use my phone?"
"Huh?"
"Bitch do you actually think for second in that fucked up head of yours that I'm actually scared of the police? I will just get myself out of jail and then follow through with my threat. Trust and believe me when I say, it will happen Judy."
"You don't scare me."
"I am a grown ass woman now, lets here you talk shit about my mother or my father now. I dare you, go ahead and we will see if you make home in one piece."
"Quinn this is your final chance."
"My sister isn't going anywhere with you."
"I was talking to my daughter you bit..." I punched her in the face and she fell to the floor, but got up holding her nose.
"Judy, I never want to see you ever again in life. If I die tomorrow, don't come to my funeral. As a matter of fact, I am dead to you. You have only one daughter Frannie Fabray. There never was a Quinn Fabray. Just a Quinn Lopez whom you have never met. When my father Antonio died, you died as well."
"Fine, I will never talk to you ever again in life. I will go back to my normal life."
"Great." With said she walled out of my life forever and I was more then happy. I have my family and they are all I need. Just Brittany, Leonardo, Santana and Rachel plus our other friends, but really they are all I need. It doesn't mean that it doesn't hurt.
"Q..."
"..."
"Sis look at me." I looked up at her with tears rushing down my cheeks.
"Oh honey come here." I hugged hey and as soon as she wrapped her arms around me, I broke down completely.
"Its okay honey let it all out...Its okay, I got you and nothing bad is going to happen to you. I sorry for everything that bitch said. Its not true, okay whatever she said to you, its not true. You are beautiful, talented, smart, funny and most importantly you have a big heart. I am proud to call you my sister. Nothing and no one will ever change that. Even though we're both married and have children, I will always make time for us to have some S&Q time. I love you so much sis, we all love you. When we were younger we said it the four of us against the world and it still is." She told me rubbing my back and when I finally calmed down and wiped my eyes I told her,
"I love you too sis. I am so lucky to have you as a sister, and thanks for standing up to Judy for me and sorry for crying like that."
"Hey no worries, what are sisters for right? Can we go see my nephew now?"
"Yeah, come on lets go see my little man." We walked into Brittany's room and she immediately knew something was wrong.
"Baby what happened? What took you so long?"
"Well Judy showed up and told me that Russell died and she wanted me to go to his funeral. I told her no and she starting mean and hurtful things to me, but Santana stood up for me when I wanted to cry and punched her in the face. I slapped her before Santana came back from the Cafe."
"Oh baby, I'm sorry you have to go though that, but you know nothing she said was true right? You are perfect."
"I'm not perfect."
"Hey you're perfect for me and thats all that matters okay?"
"Okay."
~Rachel's P.O.V~
I have been sitting here for the last 20 minutes and I was about to fall sleep, when my daughter started crying. So, I walked into her room.
"Hey baby what's wrong."
"I scared."
"Of what?"
"Me bed...scary." I smiled...she was so cute.
"You want me to look?"
"Yes." I looked under her bed.
"Nothing there." She points to her closet and I walk over to it and open the door.
"See nothing in here either."
"I want mami." She always did go to sleep whenever Santana put her down. Its funny though she looks like me but acts like Santana until she was sleepy.
"Mami is at the hospital."
"Mami sick?"
"No, auntie B is having her baby."
"Me baby?"
"Yes you are my baby." My phone started ringing.
"Hello?"
"Hey baby its me."
"Oh hey how everything going, did Brittany have her baby?"
"Yes, but I have to stay a little longer."
"Why? Your daughter wants you to put her to sleep, she's scared."
"Of what?"
"Monsters under her bed and in her closet. I checked and found nothing, but she wants you. Why do you have to stay longer? Is Brittany okay? Is the baby okay? Is Quinn okay?" I said starting to panic.
"Calm down baby, everyone is fine. Well except Quinn is emotionally hurt."
"What happened? You did tell her Brittany didn't mean anything she said during delivery right?"
"It wasn't Brittany who hurt Quinn, well other then breaking her hand. But it was Judy, she found out where she was, because TMZ let it slip, that they were having their baby today. So, about 15 minutes after Brittany gives birth to my nephew, Quinn comes out of the room and tell me he was born and his name. We talked for a bit and Quinn was telling me how much she loved me and thanked me for everything and when I mentioned Judy's name, she walked up to us asking to speak to Quinn. Quinn agreed to speak with her, so I walked to Cafe to get me some coffee and something to eat. I hung around the Cafe for a bit and when I came back about 20 minutes later Judy saying some really hateful things about Quinn and I. Now Quinn stood her ground and told her off and of course I ripped that bitch a new one."
"So, Judy came all the way to New York after not speaking to her for the past 9 years just to belittle Quinn? That doesn't make any sense, there has to be more to the story."
"All I know is apparently Russell Fabray died and there was a funeral given for him in Lima. Judy wanted her to come and Quinn of course said no and that she was not a Fabray, but a Lopez. Lopez-Pierce to exact, Judy more then likely didn't like that and I guess that was when she started talking bad about her and Quinn slapped in the face and when I returned she said more things and I punched her in the face. Needless to say she left and I hope to never see her again. Quinn cried in my arms for a while, before talking to Brittany."
"Okay first you know how I feel about violence. I'm sure there could have been other ways to solve that problem, but I guess I'll let it pass this time considering you were defending Quinn. Another thing is why after 9 years, she would even think Quinn would want to come to the funeral and be around those people after they disowned her?"
"I don't know babe."
"When are coming home?"
"In about 30 minutes."
"I love you baby."
"I love you too."
"Hey do you remember our wedding day?"
"Yeah that was the happiest day of my life, other then the day my daughter was born."
"Yeah I couldn't agree more. You looked so beautiful standing at the alter waiting for me."
"You looked so breathtakingly beautiful in your white dress.
~Flashback to Rachel and Santana's Wedding Day~
~Santana's P.O.V~
As I stood here at the alter waiting for Rachel I couldn't help but be nervous. What if she got cold feet, or changed her mind. Maybe it was too soon, Quinn placed her hand on my shoulder. She was my maid of honor and Brittany was Rachel's maid of honor of course.
"Sis you need to calm down okay. Rachel will be out any second now. No she is not having second thoughts or having cold feet or whatever it is that you're thinking. She loves you more than anything else in this world and now you guys are going to spend the rest of your lives together."
"But..."
"No buts Santana she loves you and you love her. Are you getting cold feet?"
"No, she was it for me since the day me and Britt ran into you guys."
"The music is starting. Okay trust me, trust her and try trusting yourself. Everything will be fine, I promise."
"Okay, thanks I love you sis."
"What Santana getting soft on me, I never thought I'd see the day." Quinn said teasing me.
"Oh bite me."
"No, thanks."
"I hate you."
"No you don't you love me and I love you too sis."
"Oh whatever, you lucky I do love you or else I would beat you up."
"Sure you will." I was about to say something when the doors flew open and out came Rachel looking so beautiful. I have never seem her look so breathtakingly radiant before. As she gets closer to me, my nervousness or doubtful thoughts melted away.
"You look beautiful baby."
"Thank you so do you." The Preacher stood there waiting for us. We turned to him as he began to speak,
"Dearly beloved it we are gathered here today to bring Santana Lopez and Rachel Berry together in holy matrimony. Rachel and Santana came here today, because they want to spend the rest of their lives together. Rachel and Santana have written their own vows and would like to share them with each other right now. Santana you can begin whenever you're ready." I cleared my throat.
"Rachel I have loved you since the moment I first met you. You are my best friend and my soul mate. You make me want to be a better me, you truly see me better then anymore else, you accepted me and never judged me. I know that nothing in this world is perfect, but you are as close to perfection as it gets. You were and still are my shinning star, my beacon of light that got me thought some of my darkest days. I love you with all my heart and soul. I vow to be there for you in times of celebration and in times of trouble. I vow to take care of you and my daughter when she is born and protect you guys with my life. Rachel you have made me the happiest woman in the world. I just want you to know that you are an angel to me and you will always be." Rachel wiped her tears away.
"I have no clue as to how I'm suppose to compete with that, but I'll try my best." We all chuckled at her joke.
"Santana, there aren't enough words in the English language to describe how I feel about you. You have been my best friend, my support system, my confidant and my greatest challenge. But most importantly, you are the love of my life, the reason I wake up in the morning, the reason why I feel compete in every way possible. You have made me happier than I could have ever imagined and more loved then I ever thought our daughter is born she will be luckiest baby in the world, because she has you as her other mother. I am proud to spend the rest of my life with my equal in everything. After today we embark on a new wonderful and exciting journey together. I vow to patient, faithful and understanding. I vow to support you in times of disappointment and greatness. I vow to be your best friend as well as your wife from this day forward, I love you Santana Lopez." I had tears coming out of my eyes and I wiped them aways.
"Had to upstage me huh?" I said joking and she chuckled along with everyone else.
"Sorry."
"I wouldn't have it any other way."
"What such beautiful vows you have written for one another. Rachel take the ring and place it onto Santana's left ring finger and repeat after me." She hands Brittany her bouquet of flowers as she takes the ring from Brittany's hand and places it onto my left ring finger.
"I Rachel Berry take you Santana Lopez as my lawfully wedded wife."
"I Rachel Berry take you Santana Lopez as my lawfully wedded wife."
"Now after I speak all you have to say is I do okay Rachel?"
"Okay."
"Rachel Berry do you vow to love, honor, respect and be completely honest and faithful to Santana? Do you vow to be there in times of sickness and in times health? Do you vow to be there in times of success and failure and for richer or for poorer, until death do you part?"
"I do."
"Santana take the ring and place it onto Rachel's left ring finger and repeat after me." I turn and hand my bouquet of flowers to Quinn as I take the ring from Quinn's hand and places it onto Rachel's ring finger and wait to be told what to say next.
"I Santana Lopez take you Rachel Berry to be my lawfully wedded wife."
"I Santana Lopez take you Rachel Berry to be my lawfully wedded wife."
"Now Santana after I am done speaking, all you have to say is I do okay?"
"Okay."
"Santana Lopez do you vow to love, honor, respect and be completely honest and faithfully to Rachel? Do you vow to be there in times of sickness and in times of health? Do you vow to be there in times of success and failure and for richer or poorer, until death do you part." I look into her eyes and say the the two words I have been dying to say all today.
"I do." Rachel smiles and I smile back at her.
"With the power invested in me by the New York Preachers Organization and by the state of New York I now pronounce you wife and wife. You may now kiss your bride." We leaned forward and connected our lips for a short, but passionate kiss. When we broke apart and faced the audience, they applaud us.
"Let me introduce you to the newly marriage Santana and Rachel Berry-Lopez." Everyone clapped even more once we joined hands and walked out of the church. Once outside our guest started throwing rich at us as we got into our limo and drove to the reception.
~End of Flashback~
"Baby are you still there, you have been quite for a long time, I thought you placed me on hold until I started hearing you breath on the phone."
"Oh yeah I'm sorry baby. I was just thinking about our wedding."
"Yeah I was too."
"Okay I'll be home soon."
"Okay baby I love you."
"I love you too." With that said I hung up with Santana and sang my daughter a lullaby and she went back to sleep. I look at her and I can't believe I'm about to have 2 more any day now. But I couldn't be happier then I am now. I have one 2 year old beautiful daughter and about to have give birth to our second and third child. I am a famous 3 time Tony Award winning Broadway actress. I am married to the love of my life the gorgeous and talented and might I add the best lawyer in the state of New York Santana Berry Lopez. Yep life is great.
~1 year later~
~Kurt's P.O.V~
Jessie and I are married now and looking into adopting a baby girl soon. I have never been happier then I am right now. I found out that Mercedes set the whole thing up. It seems she ran into him on a business trip when she was in New Jersey and talked to him into meeting one of her friends. But she lied to me and said she was going to meet me at the bar. Knowing her meeting was going to last at lease 2 hours. After she told me what happened, I couldn't be mad, because she brought my soul mate back. Now how she got him to meet me, I don't know and I really don't care. All I know is that I love my husband with all my heart.
"What are you thinking about babe?" Jessie asked me.
"How perfected our lives have been, now that we found each other."
"Yeah, we need to thank Mercedes for that."
"How she get you to come meet me?"
"Well I didn't know it was you first off, but she said it would be my greatest regret if I didn't show up. That this person could be my soul mate, the person I was searching my life for."
"Did you even remember her?"
"Yeah, of course I remembered Mercedes. But she was right you are my soul mate Kurt and the person I have been searching my whole life for."
"I love you."
"I love you too."
~Brittany's P.O.V~
I wouldn't wish for any other life, then the one I have now, because nothing could feel as good as this. My son is healthy and smart. He is turning one years old in 3 weeks and Quinn and I are trying our best to be the best parents we can be for him. I love my family, they are the reason why my life has meaning to it.
"What are you thinking about?" Quinn asked me.
"How much I love you and our son."
"We love you too baby."
"Quinn you have made me the happiest woman in the world."
"You have made me the happiest I have ever been. I love you so much Brittany."
"I love you too baby."
"Well our son is asleep. You care to show me how much you love me?" Quinn said winking at me and we walk upstairs to our room and make love well into the morning hours. Looking at my now sleeping wife … I couldn't help but think, she is my soul mate always have been and always will be.
~Santana's P.O.V~
Wow what a life I have for myself. I would have to say I am the luckiest and happiest person in the world. My daughter is 3 years old and already can count to 10, she knows 75% percent of her ABC's and she loves music. My twins are 8 months old, they are so cute, but they sure do have my attitude. Especially our son Antonio Oscar Berry-Lopez. Yeah just like Quinn did, I named my son after our father, but instead of putting it as his middle name, I put it as his first name. So, one day Antonio had his hands on the remote trying to eat it and when I tried to take it from him, he pulled his hand back and shook his head no. I took it anyways and came him his toy, but he just threw it on the floor and cried. He hates when you take things from him. His twin sister Bethany Amanda Berry-Lopez was not like that, she was sweet, but did not like to be bothered when she was watching her favorite show "Super Why" Now Antonio can be sweet at times too and I love how they are always smiling. I have the happiest babies in the world. I am 35 and 0 at work. I have just been named one of the naming partner at my firm. Its called the COHEN, WHITE AND BERRY-LOPEZ LAW FIRM. My wife is a 3 time Tony award winning Broadway actress, I don't think life could get any better then this.
"Why are you smiling so much?" Rachel asked me.
"I was just thinking."
"About what?'
"How happy I am. I have 3 beautiful kids, married to the sexiest woman alive and I have an amazing career. I could not be more happy, then I am right now."
"Me either baby...Me either." With said we cuddled on the couch and watched Funny Girl.
~No One's P.O.V~
~In Heaven~
Little did they know Orlando was watching from heaven with smile on his face as he stamped Santana's case file with a "Successful" stamp.
"Congratulations Santana I knew you could do it."
"What are you doing?" Antonio asked.
"Looking over you're daughters. They have made such a great life for themselves."
"Yeah, I am so proud of how Santana changed her life for the better."
"You did a great job with her and taking in Quinn and raising her as your own."
"Thanks."
"You're welcome." With that said Orlando and Antonio walked away from each other. Antonio went back to work as the Gate Keeper and Orlando went to do his next assignment. They were happy that everything turned out great for them. Even though Santana started off badly, they knew and had faith that she could turn it around and she did.
"Thanks for everything Orlando." Santana whispered from her bedroom as she fell asleep in her wife's arms where she knew, she always belonged.
THE END
A/N: Thank you to everyone who had read my story. I hope you liked it as much as I did writing it. Your wonderful and sometimes critical reviews have made me become a better writer. Please check out my new stories entitled "The Price of Success and Mistaken Target." Coming Soon to a Fan Fiction near you! I'm only joking, but I will post them as soon as I have written enough chapters to start with. Seriously, though thank you so much. I have nothing else to say, but I love and appreciate each and everyone of you and thank you for coming on this amazing journey with me. Please read and review. Until Next Time Goodbye!