Brief epilogue set 5 years post-mortum.

Feel free to review i'd love to hear what people thing.

"Mummy!" Beth cried happily as Quinn tickled the sweet little six year old.

"How can you two have so much energy at this hour?" Shelby grumbled beside the two.

"Cause we aren't old." Beth informed when Quinn had relented her tickling.

"Seriously Gorgeous, we just slept like... eight and a half hours." Quinn had to look over Shelby's shoulder to see the clock.

"We should sleep another hour and try again." Shelby suggests wrapping her arms around Beth and then smiling when Quinn's hand slipped into her own.

"Or we can get up and feed out daughter before the monsters get here with Ray and i have to listen to the children screaming while the kids play in the yard." Quinn suggests sweetly.

In the last five years, Quinn had gone to Yale and studied pre-law until she finally passed her BAR exam. During her time in New Haven she had lived happily with Shelby and Beth, the two had become a couple shortly after Quinn's graduation. Judy had been more put out by Shelby's ages than she had been by her gender but realising that it meant she got to spend time with her grand daughter had quickly and happily accepted Shelby to the family. Quinn and Shelby had married the year before in a small ceremony and Beth had never known that Quinn had given her up, Shelby's choice.

"I can never tell if you mean Britt and San or Ray and Beth." Shelby chuckles softly kissing her daughters forehead before leaning over and pecking Quinns lips.

"I like the little ones better." Quinn retorts cheekily.

"Oh my god! You little booger!" Brittany shouted and chased the four year old boy who looked more like her than he had any right too.

"Run, Mijo!" Santana encouraged the little blonde boy with a laugh as he ran away from his yogurt splattered mother.

Ray had been a choice the two had made as they worked on their college education, both girls decided they wanted to get into coaching of some sort, Santana cheer-leading obviously and Brittany wanted to teach dance. But they had continued to struggle with their lives after Rachel's passing and after spending time with Beth when the Corcoran clan visited them they had decided they needed a new focus in their personal life.

After extensive screening and some serious picking and choosing the two girls had decided that Brittany would carry and they would be using a donor who looked strikingly like a male version of Rachel. Apparently no relation at all but still looked so much like the late singer that it was perfect to the two young women. It took them three months of trying before it finally happened and when it did they couldn't have been happier. It solidified everything for the two and when the baby was born they hadn't even needed to think about it before naming the little man Ray Pierce.

"You could help me, you slug." Brittany commented to her wife with a huff and Santana laughed but relented and helped corner the little boy.

"Mami!" Ray cooed in his sweet way as Santana scooped him up.

"My little boy. Why don't we go get dressed while mummy goes and has a shower?" Santana suggests smiling as Brittany steps up behind her and wraps her arms around both Santana and Ray.

"Ok Mami. Go shower mummy, me wanna go see Beffy!" Ray chirped happily.

Dana heaved a sigh, a large one, as she rolled out of her bed and trudged down to the kitchen, she was living with Ashlee and Mary-Ann while her house was being fumigated and it was like ill organised chaos, she had no idea how the two women managed to be able to function. They bickered all the time, not really fights but little arguments about things that didn't matter. Today was different though, today was important and so when she got to the kitchen she wasn't surprised to see her two best friends looking happy but sightly sullen.

"Hey guys." Dana greeted gently, she was going home tomorrow.

"Hey Day." Mare smiles and Ashlee grunts softly.

Ashlee owned her own parlour now and worked late three times a week, some how she had managed not to be a complete pain in Mary-Anns ass and when the new vet nurse was home alone waiting for Ash she would cook them a meal. Ashlee swore it was the effort that Mary-Ann put in more than the food itself that made the two work so well. They did bicker a lot but they supported each other, they continued to love each other to this very day. Though, this particular day each year was tough for all of them.

"Ready for today?" Dana asked smiling, they were all still in their pyjamas but it wouldn't be long and they would be leaving the house.

"Yeah. It will be fun, like it always is." Ashlee smiled gently.

"I still miss her." Mary-Ann whispered after a moment.

"Me too." Ashlee and Dana said in unison.

Later that day, at the park in Lima, Ohio, eight women, two children and four dogs greeted one another happily with hugs and kisses and fond words. It was Edith's year and she hadn't skimped on the food in the least, lasagna and tuna casserole. All favourites of Rachel Berry's along with juices and wines to be had, she had also made some cakes and cookies. Every year in February the women would meet somewhere in Lima and reconnect and remember what they had what they shared.

The love they all had for Rachel had never faded, had never disappeared and likely wouldn't ever for any of them. They had all, even Edith, gotten the girls name tattooed on her body and they all had photos of Rachel thanks to Santana having gotten them printed and sent to everyone. Shelby and Quinn had Morpheus and Pagan as constant reminders and though Nyx was getting on in years she was still good and energetic though Santana and Brittany would never need the reminder. They would never forget their lost love.

Ashlee and Mary-Ann had actually gotten the photo blown up and hung it above the mantle in their home and Dana's copy sat bedside. No matter how infrequently the women spoke to one another it didn't seem to change that they were in fact a very large family. None of them would ever forget that they were family because of Rachel Berry. Because a girl who felt unwanted and loved was so kind and sweet and friendly that she had managed to bring all these people together without even trying.

Rachel Berry died February 9th 2012 but she was survived by eight amazing women who would forever treasure her memory above all else.

I also realised while writing this fic that i would totally ship Quinn/Shelby. Anyone else?

Feel free to PM me if anyone has any questions or comments.