This was it. This was the last time that they would be in this choir room together. Some were leaving to start their new lives, others being left here for one more tortuous year. But as a group, a group who had been beat down and crushed and then defeated all odds and stayed together, this was it. This was goodbye.

They cried. All of them. Every last senior teared up as they cleaned out their lockers, signed year books, and hugged each other goodbye. They were promises of summer and to keep in touch afterwards, but it would be different. They all knew it, and sadly but surly, they all accepted it.

"This group saved my life," Kurt whispered, yet loud enough for everyone to hear, "You showed me that even in my most lonely darkest days there's something to sing about," he paused to take a shuddery breath, and Blaine gripped his hand and begged for his tears not to spill over. "That's how I know that we- we're all soul mates. We're always going to be connected, because I know that this-us- this isn't something that you come across every day. This is family."

There wasn't a dry eye in the choir room after that. Silently crying, Blaine was the first one to start the tradition of what they did best.

"So quit your crying and wipe the tears from your eyes," he sang.

"Cause this is see you later, I'm not into goodbyes," Kurt joined in.

And one by one all of New Directions joined in together to sing one last song.

"Watch the brake lights as I leave your drive way, the warm nights will stay beside me, no matter where I go…"

One by one they walked out of the room, the room that had become a home to them. As they turned to look at the empty chairs behind them, they felt their hearts break and fill with hope all at the same time.

"Think of you later in my empty room, where I will fall asleep alone," Kurt whispered and with that he shut the door to the choir room one last time.