As Amelia grew she looked more and more like a mix of the two of us with tanned skin and black curls like me and his nose, eyes and smile. Those of our friends who didn't know who her biological father was told us they really couldn't tell by looking at her which was the whole reason Kurt picked Maria. On her third birthday while we watched her running around playing with Steven and Mike and Tina's twins I wrapped my arms around Kurt and told him I wanted another baby, he agreed but only if we used my sperm this time. We couldn't find a surrogate who liked as much like him as Maria looked like me but in the end we found Jenn who had chestnut hair and porcelain skin like him and blue eyes they while they were a nice shade of blue they weren't quite like Kurt's. Nine months later she gave birth to a son for us who we named Daniel who quite honestly looked like a mini-me but as he grew up he was more like Kurt. Kurt worked at Vogue.com for a few more years and left to pursue a career as a designer which he was quite successful at, I got a recording contract and had a nice little music career, nothing big most people never heard of me but that's because I wasn't willing to tour as I didn't want to be away from my family for long periods of time but I did have some fans and I did make some money at it, not a lot but some.

It turned out that Puck and Quinn were a thing but she told him he needed to get his life together before she would even consider getting serious with him, he went to college which honestly shocked everyone and then decided to be a social worker. He said that he wanted to be the one to help troubled kids and prevent them from making some of the mistakes he had made in his life; it was something I completely understood. He and Quinn ended up moving to New York, I'm not sure whose idea it was but I pretty sure neither one of them wanted to be "Lima losers" and considering most of their friends lived in New York it was a fairly logical move. When we were having dinner together one night Puck seemed rather distracted.

"Sorry, I just have this really rough case." He told us when I asked him what was wrong. "We had to take these two kids from their parents, awful awful people. It took all my effort not to kick their asses."

"Such a shame." Quinn said shaking her head.

"It really is, I worry about these kids you know? It's hard to place siblings as it is but these two....the girl , Laura, she reminds me a lot of Santana actually, real fighter she's the one who called the cops on her parents. They um....they beat on the boy Travis, didn't touch her unless she tried to stop them from hitting her little brother, god this kid, he's only five and they beat him so badly to try and 'man him up.'" Puck said shaking his head.

"But he's just a child!" Kurt said disgusted.

"He is but....they think he might be, well he might be gay. And they were trying to beat it out of him."

So that was how we ended up adopting Laura and Travis, and quite honestly I think Puck knew we would, I think that's why he told us about them.

Cooper eventually got married and divorced, and remarried and divorced either four or five times depending on whether or not you include a drunken Vegas wedding, I do he doesn't, two of his marriages resulted in children, the rest didn't but he is an amazing father to his kids, he fought his ass of for shared custody and refused to settle for every other weekend and alternating holidays in the end his kids spent as much time at his house as they did their mothers'.

Shortly after Amelia turned one Brittany gave birth to hers and Santana's only child, a little girl they named Hope after she was born Santana refused to even consider having any more kids as she said didn't think she had room in her heart for anyone else. Hope is literally the smartest person I have ever met she's won the MacArthur genius grant and there has been talk about a Noble Prize but I don't know if she's really getting one or if that's just Santana being Santana. Hope and Danny have been together for as long as I can remember, they aren't married but they do have a daughter, I asked Danny once if they were ever going to get married, he just shrugged and said they probably would one day.

"What are you thinking about Papa?" Amelia's voice asked breaking me out of my reminiscing.

"Just remembering when you were born." I told my lawyer daughter. "Where's your dad?"

"He's with Kyle, Papa."

I nodded.

"Come on, everyone is waiting in the rec room for us." She said helping me out of my chair. "Oh and Travis brought his new boyfriend so be nice."

"I'm always nice." I told her.

"What about with Alex?" She asked referring to Travis' ex-boyfriend.

"That's different sweetie, Alex was an asshole. Is this new boyfriend...."

"Marc." She supplied.

"Is Marc an asshole?"

"No, he's a good guy."

"Well then I'll be nice."

"Good."

"Have you gone to see your Uncle Cooper lately?"

"Yes Papa, I saw him yesterday. Julie says that he's going to leave his current home though."

"He's been harassing the nurses again?"

She nodded.

"Tell your cousin there is room here for him, these nurses are tough they'll be able to put up with him. Plus I'm pretty sure I can still kick his ass if I need to."

"Just don't break your hip trying."

"He's 83, I think I can take him."

"And you're 73."

"Still young."

We reached the rec room.

"Grandpa!" Amelia's son called running up to me. "Look what I drew!" He held out his drawing.

"Oh! That's great Kyle!" I replied. Our kids had grown up knowing they were supposed to have an older brother named Kyle who died and when Amelia gave birth to a son she named him after his long passed uncle.

"Grandad's been teaching me about shading."

"Well, it looks like you are a good student."

"He's an excellent student." My husband said ruffling the hair of our oldest grandson.

"Can you two keep your 'private celebration' tonight in your room? The nurses are threatening to start turning a hose on you when they catch you bonking in the common areas." Laura told us.

"Mom, what's 'bonking' mean?" Amelia's daughter asked her.

"Nothing you need to worry about." She replied.

"I guess we can do that." I conceded.

"Maybe we can finally make the crack in our headboard bigger." Kurt said quietly patting my knee.

"We'll definitely try."

"Happy Anniversary my love."

"Happy Anniversary Sexy." I replied kissing him with as much love and passion as the first time I kissed him all those years ago.