Chapter 12

A/N- so here's the epilogue. I'm almost sad this is ending. As a side note on this, I didn't write the smut because a)- everytime I write it, it just is not good. b)- the story didn't feel like it needed it, it would be just like writing it for the sake of it. So yeah. (you will get what I mean) (I can however imply stuff...a lot.) ;)

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"Ryan Matthew Davidson, the state of New York hereby sentences you to life in prison for the attempted murder of Kurt Hummel and Blaine Anderson, the murder of Frank Duvall and several others, robbery, assault and three separate accounts of grievous bodily harm" The judge declared, slamming his gavel down onto the his desk.

Ryan simply looked up coldly and let himself be dragged out by officers. Just before he disappeared, he caught Kurt's eye and Kurt was almost certain guilt had flickered briefly in the man's eyes. Blaine noticed the small movement and moved his arm around his boyfriend protectively.

Both of them had had to give evidence at Ryan's trial – how they both seen him shoot Frank and Kurt had the scars to prove his own attempted murder. Kurt had nearly broken down into tears but he didn't. He looked directly into Ryan's eyes and told the judge everything he had done. It was only when he was back in the safety and comfort of Blaine's arms that he began to cry. Not because he was sad, but because he could finally push Ryan Davidson out of his life.

Hearing the words 'life in prison' brought a joy to both Kurt and Blaine. He was gone, behind bars where he belonged. They could focus on their life and future together now.

His blonde scruffy hair disappeared behind the door and Kurt and Blaine let out the breaths they had been holding. They turned to each other with relived sighs and Kurt smiled as he rested his forehead on Blaine's shoulder.

"He's gone. He's actually gone" Kurt whispered in astonishment.

"I know. We don't have to worry about him anymore" Blaine said quietly. Kurt lifted his head and pecked Blaine on the lips sweetly. "Dinner to celebrate?" he asked.

"Of course" Blaine smiled.

An hour after dinner, they were back at Blaine's apartment, curled up on the couch together.

"You know I've just realised something Kurt" Blaine said.

"What?" Kurt said, frowning, burying his head a little further into the crook of Blaine's arm.

"My hand has been running up and down your scar for about five minutes now and you haven't so much as whispered any register of pain"

Kurt sat up sharply, and shifted in his seat, almost doing a mini dance, before his eyes lit up with joy and he cried "Oh my god, it doesn't hurt anymore!"

He gingerly pressed his hand against the side of his stomach and braced himself for the normal sharp pain. But it didn't arrive. Sure, the wound was still sore and it hurt a little but it wasn't searing anymore.

"Blaine! It doesn't hurt!" Kurt said excitedly.

"Seems fitting. Ryan is behind us now and the scars are healing" Blaine said wistfully.

"I always have this scar though, that will never be behind me" Kurt replied after thinking about it.

"Well maybe not the scar, but we can get past it. To me, that scar is just a reminder of how strong you are, how imperfectly perfect you are and how much I love you" Blaine said, sitting on his knees and putting Kurt's hands in his lap.

"Aww" Kurt whimpered in reply. "So you know when we said we should wait a couple of months to see where this is going…where is this going?" Kurt asked nervously. A little over a month ago, they had decided they were definitely each other's boyfriends but they hadn't gone much further than that.

Blaine didn't even falter as he looked into Kurt's eyes and said clearly "I'm pretty sure I want to spend the rest of my life with you" Kurt answered by kissing him quickly.

"So, now that my scar isn't hurting as much, maybe we could move on a bit more?" Kurt said, looking up at Blaine from underneath his eyelashes and drawing circles with his fingers on the inside of Blaine's thigh.

Blaine grinned and kissed Kurt's cheek, whispering "bedroom?" in his ear. Kurt kissed Blaine's lips fiercely before nodding "Bedroom".

One year later

"Kurt? You decent?" Rachel knocked on the door of the tiny room at the back of the registry office.

"Rachel, we lived together, you've walked in on me in the shower before…on purpose, why does it matter now?" Kurt answered, rolling his eyes even though she couldn't see him, as he tweaked his tie.

"Because …because….I don't know, it just felt more polite considering it's your wedding day" she complained as she opened the door. Her face broke into a smile. "Aw, Kurt, you look gorgeous" She took in his slim black suit, with a red tie and his hair was styled perfectly as usual.

"You look beautiful too" he smiled back at her. She suddenly launched herself into his arms and hugged him tightly, he heard a muffled sniff. "Hey, are you crying? I'm the one getting married, it's supposed to cry" He hugged her back and played with the loose strands at the bottom of her hair with his fingers.

"Sorry, I'm just really happy for you. I'm an actress, I'm always over-emotional" she reasoned, snuggling deeper into his shoulder. "Blaine is an amazing guy and I'm over the moon for both of you, but don't forget me once you're married okay?"

"Aw, Rach, I couldn't forget you even if I tried, but as much as I love and appreciate what you just said, you are getting tears on my suit and you need to be out there soon" he kissed the top of her head sweetly. She pulled away from the hug and fixed her make-up in the mirror. "See you out there!" she winked and walked back out the door.

Blaine smiled as he read the text Kurt had sent him about 10 minutes ago. Their families and friends had insisted that as with any other wedding, they weren't allowed to see each other for 24 hours before the actual wedding.

"See you in a bit sweetheart, I can't wait for this. I love you so much! Kurt xx"

"Blaine? You ready?" his mother asked from her seat in the corner.

"I've always been ready" Blaine replied. His smile faltered for a second as he asked quietly "Does Dad know?"

"Yeah I told him last week. He said he was happy you found someone. But I wouldn't get your hopes up on him being here. Sorry sweetheart"

"It's okay, I wasn't counting on it. Besides, he 'd only upset me" Blaine shrugged, his smile returning.

"Come on, let's go get you married" Rebecca said, striding across the room in two steps and kissed him on the cheek.

Finally, they were stood next to each other at the front of the room, their friends and family were all gathered there, some were crying, all were smiling at the pair.

But the only thing they saw was each other. They may have found each other slightly unconventionally but they had found each other. They had survived being chased by a murderer; one of them had even survived a gunshot wound. Now all they needed was to call the other theirs officially.

As the words, "you may kiss" were spoken, they leaned in together and and number of 'aww's' and stifled sobs ruffled through the crowd.

They may have been eyewitnesses to a crime, but now the only thing they looked out for was each other.

A/N- Thanks for reading for the last time! :')