Justin tightened the tie around his neck. He did a final comb of his hair before walking down the stairs to join everyone else. Emmett held a handkerchief to his eye that was bloodshot as he waited at the edge of the stairs for Justin. "Ready baby?" Emmett asked. Justin nodded and they went outside to the black car that sported a small rainbow flag on its hood that was dancing in the wind. Emmett helped Justin into the car where Debbie, Carl, Ben, Michael, and Ted sat quietly. Once Justin and Emmett were inside, the car began to move away from Debbie's house. Everyone stared at their laps, not saying a word. The hearse they followed also sported the distinctive rainbow flag letting everyone know that a fellow queer had left the world. The car pulled into the cemetery and everyone got out.

Lindsay, who was holding Gus, and Melanie, who was holding JR, stood around the dug up burial site waiting for everyone else. Jennifer, Cynthia, Brian's mother, Brian's sister with her two kids, Daphne, and a bunch of guys that Brian worked with were all crowded around. Justin smiled vaguely and nodded to everyone that approached him and gave him words of comfort.

A group of men pulled the coffin from the hearse and carried it to the grave while the song 'Proud' played quietly in the background. The coffin was cherry wood with gold accents around the edges and the letters "BTK" carved largely on top in cursive, which stood for "Brian Taylor-Kinney." Brian had arranged this when he was changing everything when him and Justin planned on being married. Carefully, they lowered the coffin in the grave and turned to stand behind the crowd. Justin played with Brian's old seashell bracelet which Justin kept on his wrist every since Brian's passing. He refused to take it off. After the coffin was in the ground, the priest called everyone around and read scripture from the Bible. Ironically, it was the priest who a few years ago Brian had fucked.

The it was time for anyone who wanted to speak to do so. Michael shared stories between breaking down and crying. Debbie talked about her love for Brian no matter how much he pissed her off. Lindsay shared stories about them in college. Then Justin spoke. "Brian Kinney, was, and will always be, the only man I have loved more than anything else in this world. He was an excellent father no matter how much he denied it and an excellent friend." He smiled to Lindsay and then to Michael and everyone else. "On the outside he acted tough and cold but on the inside he was soft as the pillows on his italien bed. Brian did a lot for many people, even if they weren't aware of it. He saved me from death, he saved Pittsburgh from a powerful homophobe, he saved the liberty ride, and he kept the infamous Babylon alive. He was always there for those who really needed help. I will always regret not marrying the bravest, most dedicated man I have ever met." Justin wiped away tears and gently laid a white rose along with a picture he had drawn of rage as an angel on the coffin. "I love you Brian." Justin stepped back to Debbie who hugged him and Michael smiled at him then rubbed his back for a minute.

A group of men dressed like they belonged in the dance 'YMCA' carefully folded a large rainbow flag in the style that one would do for a fallen soldier. The men handed it to Justin because Brian's mother refused it and Justin gripped it tightly to his torso. She was still ashamed of her gay son and was probably thinking he was burning in hell.

People took a handful of dirt and threw it onto the coffin. Once everyone that wanted to did so, the rest was shoveled in by the men who put the coffin in the grave. The priest gave a closing prayer that included something about Brian's soul in Heaven and for everyone on Earth to continue their journey's with optimism and joy. The little rainbow flags that were on the cars were taken off and stuck in the ground on both sides of Brian's tombstone. As everyone headed to their cars to go back to Debbie's for a feast, Justin stayed at the grave and read the tombstone over and over. Brian Kinney; 36 years old. Greatest homosexual and best fuck Pittsburgh ever had. It made Justin smile and feel better.

Justin felt tugging on his coat. He looked down and saw Gus staring up at him. "Don't cry. Daddy is an angel now." He told Justin with a smile. Justin help but cry a little as he smiled and bent down to Gus to hug him.

"He sure is, sonnyboy, he sure is." He took Gus's hand and walked him to Lindsay who was standing near her car crying. Justin gave Gus to Lindsay who smiled and hugged Justin before putting 

Gus in the car and driving away. Justin walked to his car and climbed in. As the car started to drive away, he glanced back at Brian's grave. He saw Brian standing there, smiling and blowing him a kiss. "I will always love you." Justin whispered as he returned the kiss. He watched the graveyard disappear into the sunset and turned back around to sit proper in his seat, a warm feeling flooding over him.