Well guys, it's been over a year since I last posted on this story, and I decided it was ime to finish it. I apologise so much for letting it go on this long. I kept thinking of different ways to extend the story, make it better. But finally, I decided she's old enough. She needs to be finished now. So here is the final chapter.

I want to send my deepest thanks to my beta, GleekMom, without whom I would never have had the courage to keep writing, and who keeps me on track, even when I've written something incredibly stupid. LOL. Thanks to all of you readers out there, who continually are sending me little "reminders" that you are still following the story, and want to know what happens. And thank you to Reed, Grasshopper, Porcelain and Wildcat, owners of the "Klaine Fanfics" page on Facebook. You guys are amazing. Especially Reed, who actually promoted Lullaby Lane on the page, and I had a slight fangirl moment! HAHA!

Now, without further ado, the final chapter.


Kurt reached out and carefully straightened Blaine's bow tie, his husband giving him a wry grin as he stood sheepishly.

"I swear Blaine, in fifteen years you still haven't learned to tie your own bow tie?" Kurt giggled softly, and a small blush crept up Blaine's neck, as it always did when Kurt teased him. His eyes lowered, and Kurt could have stood there all day just counting Blaine's beautiful eyelashes.

"Okay, come on, you Romeo's, the ceremony is gonna start soon, and the blushing bride is having a bit of a freak out." Blaine raised his eyes and smiled gently at Santana, and together they followed her to the second floor, where Jessica was sitting in front of her vanity, a pair of tears sliding down her face.

"Hey, now. None of that," Kurt murmured, slipping in next to his beautiful daughter, taking a tissue and dabbing carefully around Jess' face. "Santana did an amazing job on your make-up, do you want her to have to start over?" A small sob escaped from Jessica's throat, and she launched herself at her father.

Kurt folded his arms around Jess, and Blaine stepped forward to place a gentle hand on her back, rubbing soothingly.

"It's okay, Jess. You're all right. Shh, now." Blaine kneeled in his suit, ever mindful of wrinkles, and rested his arms loosely around his daughter and his husband. Together they cuddled their daughter, who sat in her chair, her soft sobs echoing through the room. When Blaine placed his hand on Jessica's bare knee, he realised she was clothed only in her undergarments. He raised his eyebrow at Kurt.

"Sweetie, what happened? Tell us what's going on in your beautiful little brain." Blaine smiled winningly up at his daughter, who hiccuped, and began slowly.

"I was sitting here, watching Santana do my make up, and I realised that this is it, you know? This is where my life is going, there is no stopping it. What if I can't do it? What if I screw everything up and Sandy hates me and we get divorced within a year and it's all my fault?" Her tears began flowing again, and Kurt cuddled her close to him once more.

"Oh Honey." Kurt leaned forward, kissing the top of Jessica's head gently. "You just have the pre-wedding jitters. How long have you known Sandy now? Almost five years?" He paused as Jess' head bobbed softly.

"We met at university. First year." Her mumbled confession confirmed Kurt's question.

"And you guys have been together for nearly three years?" Kurt questioned again, feeling her nod against him again. "You've been living together for almost two years, and this wedding has been planned for almost that whole time. I don't think you could screw it up at all, honey. Sandy has been waiting for you her whole life. And you've been waiting for her."

A deep breath sounded from the woman, and she pulled her head up to look in her fathers' bright bluish green eyes.

"Do you really think so?" Her whispered voice nearly broke Blaine's heart, as he watched the love of his life interact with his amazing daughter.

"I know so. Now, I think Santana can save your make-up. Would you like your Dad to fix your hair?" Blaine smiled hopefully, and Jessica gave a small giggle.

"Yes, please." Blaine stood once more, manoeuvring behind his daughter and running his fingers through the soft, honey blond strands. He had been picturing what he would do if he had been given the chance to do Jessica's hair, and his imagination began to flow into the young woman's hair. He braided and curled, and after a few mishaps, presented his creation to the beautiful bride.

"Oh, Dad!" Jessica cried out, her hand reaching out to touch the amazing masterpiece on her scalp. Blaine blushed softly, as Jess turned in her seat, trying to see the back. Kurt held up a small mirror, showing Jess the back, and her breath caught in her throat.

"It's beautiful!" Blaine swatted Jessica's hand away gently, stopping her from mussing up the beautiful braiding he had just completed.

"Yes, Honey, it is, but if you touch it, it won't be when it comes time for you to walk down the aisle." Kurt smiled softly, backing up swiftly to allow Santana to repair the damage that the crying had done.

When she was finished, Kurt stepped forward, holding the gorgeous wedding dress he had designed. He hadn't been able to make the dress himself, but the seamstress had been so impressed by his work, she asked him to design another dress for her daughter, who was taking part in her quinceanera in a few months.

As Kurt slid the dress over his daughters' petite frame, he reflected on the past fifteen years. From the cold fall day he had met Blaine and the girls, to the day Blaine had his heart attack and Kurt had discovered he loved this man. From the day he had adopted the girls, to the day they had started school. From the talk he'd had with them about their first periods, to Jessica's coming out. From the group of friends Jess had gathered in high school, to the marriages of her sisters. Now, it was his youngest daughters' turn, and he couldn't be happier for her.

He buttoned the dress up the back, as a silent tear slid down his face. Blaine saw it, and gently kissed it from his cheek. Kurt blinked, his head tilting against Blaine's lips, drawing comfort and love from his husband. Together they watched Santana put the finishing touches on Jessica's dress, and then their daughter twirled gently for them.

"You are so beautiful," Blaine's voice caught in his throat, watching the joy on his daughters' face, as she reached up and hugged him, careful not to tear the delicate fabric. She reached out behind her as well, and Kurt stepped into the embrace, cuddling both Jessica and Blaine close.

"Five minutes." Puck stepped through the door, admiring the beautiful tableau the family made in the soft sunshine that streamed through the window. "You look hot, baby girl!" Jessica blushed a deep red, still not used to having Puck compliment her. He signaled her to twirl, and she stepped back from her Dads, grasped the sides, and twirled for him, the bottom of the skirt blooming out gently. Her cheeks stayed a soft pink, as Puck walked up, kissing her gently on the cheek.

"I have to go help out with putting people in their places, but I want you to know that you look amazing, baby girl, and I love you very much." Jessica blushed once more, as Puck left the room. She turned back to her Dads, a small smile on her face.

"I'm glad we made him the girls' Godfather," Kurt giggled, slipping his hand into Blaine's gently, his thumb caressing the back of Blaine's hand. Blaine smiled back and nodded in agreement.

A small silver bell rang out, indicating that it was time to start. Blaine and Kurt smiled once more at each other, holding out their arms as Jessica moved forward. She slid one arm in each of theirs, took a deep breath, and together they began the trek downstairs to stand before the priest.


The ceremony was beautiful, and as Kurt sat watching his daughter get married to the woman she loved, Blaine watched him. His mind flitted over the past fifteen years, to all of the trials and tribulations, stopping on certain memories.

He lingered on the first day he met Kurt. The adorable way Katherine had pronounced him hot, and Blaine hadn't the heart to contradict her. His memories flashed forward to Katherine and Penny plastering huge Band Aid's to Kurt's face, playing doctor.

He flushed slightly, remembering the first time he had jerked off to the thought of Kurt, right after he had kissed him for the first time. Granted, it had been due to a very sensual dream, but he still remembered the embarrassment of jerking off to the memory of the beautiful young man who was taking care of his children.

He had vague memories of being nursed through a cold, wondering if he was going to die, then discovering that he had contracted chicken pox at the same time as the girls. He remembered waking up in Kurt's arms for the first time, falling asleep together on the couch after being awake almost the entire night.

He relived their shared embarrassment and frustration as they tried to explain what being gay was to the girls. He remembered being so angry about Kurt going on a date with some guy, then being told that Kurt was in love with someone else.

He recalled encountering Andrea, and kissing Kurt for the second time, right there, in front of everyone. He remembered the confession he had made when they had gotten back to his apartment. He reminisced about their first date, and what a horrible mistake the restaurant had been. He smiled as he remembered how much they didn't care though. They were happy because they were together.

He relived that night, having lost Katherine and Penny, and the mad scramble trying to find them, along with his wholehearted relief at finding them, safe and sound. He remembered with a flush, the first time they had made love, his shyness evident as he fumbled his way through for the first time. He blushed once more as he recollected Kurt walking him through preparing him.

Then he slowly giggled as he remembered the following morning, when Katherine and Penny had found them curled up in each other's arms, naked as the day they were born. Kurt turned to him for a second, smiling sweetly before turning back to the ceremony. Blaine's thoughts lingered over the day he'd had his heart attack, and the vague memories of Kurt kneeling over him, begging him to hold on.

His thoughts floated over the days spent in the hospital, when Andrea had taken his girls away, and the fight they'd had to get them back. And he recollected his wedding to the man he loved, and tears began to form in his eyes. He reached over to Kurt, and laced his fingers with his husband. He leaned forward for just a second, planting a gentle kiss on his lovers' cheek.

"I love you." Blaine whispered to Kurt as Jess said "I do", causing a soft blush to creep up Kurt's neck. His eyes lowered demurely, and he looked back to Blaine, a loving smile lingering on his lips.

"I love you too. Now pay attention." Kurt whispered back, his eyes flitting back to the beautiful view at the front of the living room. Blaine thought back to when his parents had passed away, leaving them a fortune, allowing them to build this amazing house, and pay for the incredible weddings the girls had celebrated.

Katherine had been married to her college Psychology professor. Brian was sweet and gentle with her, and was the only person able to pull her from her depressed moods sometimes. He was highly intelligent, and he forced her to think about things rather than simply react to situations in her life. She loved him deeply, and they'd had a little boy in the seven years they'd been together. His name was Evan, and he was the delight of both his grandparents and his great grandparents.

Penny had decided to become a veterinarian. She had studied long and hard, and had met Keith in her last year. He had been studying to become a Farrier, a person who specialized in the care and maintenance of horses' hooves. When they had met, Penny had taken a couple of extra courses, and together they had opened a successful large animal practice. They had three children already, a girl and two boys, plus two dogs and several barn cats. Last Christmas, they had given Evan one of the kittens from a litter from one of the barn cats, and he had been absolutely delighted.

Jessica had become a head editor at the Columbus Dispatch. She had started out writing in high school, helping create a PFLAG and Gay-Straight alliance, as well as being a reporter for the high school newspaper. When she graduated, she had gone on to University to study journalism, and had gotten an internship at the Dispatch. She had met Sandy there, and together they had traveled all over the world, researching important news for the paper. When they had finally returned home, it had been Sandy that had asked Jessica out first, and they'd been together ever since. Jessica had climbed through the ranks of the paper, finally taking over as a head editor when one of the original editors had retired.

Feeling a soft squeeze to his hand, Blaine looked up, realizing the ceremony had ended, and everyone was standing, cheering and clapping. Kurt pulled him up, and Blaine let out a laugh, clapping and cheering with everyone else. As Jessica and Sandy made their way down the aisle, he stopped Kurt with a quick hand to his waist. Kurt turned to Blaine, with soft tears shining in his eyes.

"I love you, baby." Blaine murmured, leaning close and pressing a gentle kiss to Kurt's lips. Kurt sighed softly, kissing back, and Blaine could feel the delightful heat as it crept up Kurt's face as he blushed. When they separated, Kurt blinked softly, his heart pounding.

"I love you, too, Blaine." Kurt whispered into Blaine's ear as they embraced, then turned and followed their families out the back door, to the huge backyard that had been set up for the reception.

A receiving line had started, with Jess and Sandy at the front, followed by Sandy's parents and a gap where Kurt and Blaine were supposed to be standing, then the Maid of Honor and the Best Man, and then the bridesmaids and groomsmen. They were ushered into place by a delighted Puck, who was having far too much fun making sure everyone was in their places.

When the greetings were over, they drifted towards one of the tables, looking to sit for just a few minutes while the brides went to change into something a bit less formal, and the reception could really begin. A soft cough sounded close by, and they both looked up, pleased to see Jessica's Maid of Honor and Best Man both standing close by.

"Carter! Ashley! How are you both?" Kurt exclaimed, standing once more, and pulling Blaine up to greet them. They both smiled softly.

"We're doing great, Mr. Hummel-Anderson," Kurt waved his hand, his eyebrow lifting as Carter blushed. "I mean, Kurt. We've been doing great." He rubbed his hand gently over Ashley's distended belly. She smiled at him, her love for her best friend showing in her eyes.

"I'm due any day now, and Carter and Jesse can't wait! They've been debating on who gets to hold their daughter first. I still think I should be allowed to hold her first, since I'm carrying her!" Ashley chortled as Carter's face turned red, but he was saved by a tall, handsome young man stepping up behind him, wrapping his arms around Carter lovingly. He planted a soft kiss on Carter's cheek, then leaned forward and touched Ashley's belly reverently.

"I still can't believe you offered to be a surrogate for us, Ash," Jesse murmured, tears standing in his eyes. "You are amazing, you know that?" Ashley giggled once more, and caught his hand, giving him the same look of love she had bestowed on Carter.

"I know." With that statement, everyone there burst out laughing.

Once the laughter had abated, the happy newlyweds appeared at the back door, and everyone there raised another cheer. As the girls moved through the crowd, Blaine saw the last person he had ever imagined that would be there, even though he had sent out an invitation at his daughters' request. He moved away from Kurt and the crowd, and made his way to the back door, stopping carefully beside the woman he hadn't spoken to in over seventeen years.

"I can't believe you showed." He murmured softly, making sure the only person who heard him was the woman standing at his side.

"I'm not sure I should even be here." Andrea whispered, her panicked eyes fluttering around the backyard, taking in the happy couple and their friends.

"I'm glad you are, Andrea. Jessica really wanted you to be here. I'm sorry I couldn't convince Katherine and Penny to invite you to their weddings." Andrea ducked her head, a blush covering her cheeks.

"I'm sorry too, Blaine. I know it's too little, too late. But I am." Her tear filled eyes looked up at him, silently pleading.

"I know you are. I just wish you had come around long before now." Blaine's eyes traveled back over his family, both he and Andrea silent for now.

"Mom?" Jessica's voice floated over the crowd, and everyone stopped. All those invited knew that Katherine, Penny and Jess' mom had been out of the picture for a long while. Jessica strode forward, stopping carefully a few feet from the mother she had never known.

Katherine and Penny flanked Jess, and Andrea found herself looking into the eyes of her fully-grown daughters.

"Y-You look beautiful, Jess." Andrea stammered, her heart thumping wildly in her chest as she faced the girls she hadn't seen for so long. "I… I'm so proud of you." A silent tear slid down Andrea's face as she looked back and forth at them. Jessica motioned to Sandy to come forward, and she held her wife's hand as she introduced them.

"Mom, I want you to meet Sandy, my wife." She giggled softly as she looked deeply into her wife's eyes, the love that shone between them glowing as brightly as the afternoon sun.

"It's…" Andrea took a deep breath, trying to control her tears. "It's an honor to meet the person who has made my baby so happy." She reached forward and shook Sandy's hand carefully, and Jessica began to cry.

"Baby, don't cry, please." Sandy wrapped her arms around her wife as she sobbed.

"I'm okay," Jess mumbled, taking the handkerchief Blaine handed her and dabbing her eyes. "I just… I never expected you to be here, Mom. Especially not… for me." Andrea felt her heart break for her daughter, knowing full well that Jess never expected her to be there because she was gay.

"I was wrong, Jess. I've been wrong for so very long. I am so sorry that I abandoned you…" Andrea was crying openly now, and she stepped forward. As soon as she did, Jessica ran into her arms, and they held each other while they cried. Katherine and Penny exchanged a glance, and they moved forward as well, wrapping their arms around their sister and mother as they cried.

Blaine moved back to Kurt's side, seeing tears standing in his husbands' eyes. He slid his hand up Kurt's back, rubbing gently as a single tear slid down his cheek.

"They still love you, you know," Blaine began, worried that Kurt felt left out. Kurt waved his fears away.

"I know they do, Blaine. I just wish Andrea had come to her senses long before now, you know? It would have made them a lot happier growing up, knowing their mother. I know what it's like to grow up without a Mom, and I wouldn't wish it on anyone." He turned to his husband as the celebration continued, Jess showing off her mother to everyone there.

"I love you, Blaine. I love you more than anything in this world. I'm so honored to have you." Kurt leaned into Blaine, wrapping his arms around Blaine's neck, as Blaine's fingers found their way to Kurt's hips. Blaine pulled them closer, closing the distance and placing a soft, loving kiss to his husbands' lips.

"What I know, Kurt, is that I love you. Now and forever. And I will be the very best husband I can be. Through all the bad times, and the best times. I'm yours." Blaine whispered the vows he had said at their wedding, causing Kurt's eyes to open wide as he remembered.

"Dearest Blaine." Kurt whispered, remembering his vows as if they were only yesterday. "I'm indebted to you. The friendship, the companionship, the love. I was lost, when I first met you. I was searching for something, and I never realized that I wasn't truly happy. You allowed me to share your life, your family, and your home, and for that, I am eternally grateful." He leaned forward, and placed his lips gently against Blaine's in a recreation of their wedding ceremony. When they pulled back, they could hear cheering all around them, and they opened their eyes to see the smiling, loving faces of the people around them watching them.

"I can't believe you guys remember your exact wedding vows." Katherine sobbed into her handkerchief, snuggling in to Brian's side. Blaine bit his lip gently, a pink blush covering his cheeks.

"I, ahem, may have taken the liberty of looking them up yesterday, to make sure I remembered them right." Blaine muttered, making Kurt laugh, along with most of the guests. "But I didn't think we'd become part of the spectacle!" He laughed as well, as Kurt's face flushed too.

"Hey guys, who's ready to party!?" Santana's voice came over the microphone, and every eye there turned to look at her, up on stage. "Now that I have your attention, I have a small announcement to make. There is one final present that has yet to be given, and without further ado, I am pleased to present, Blaine Warbler!"

Kurt gasped as a bunch of men surrounded Blaine and himself, pulling Blaine from his place beside Kurt and ushering him up onto the stage. They pulled off his jacket and replaced it with a navy blazer with red piping, and replaced his bow tie with a red and navy striped tie instead.

Blaine smiled, his show choir face coming out as he took his place up in front of the microphone.

"Thanks Santana. Now, I've done this for both Katherine and Penny, and Jessica it's your turn. I want to welcome Sandy into the crazy world that is our family, and the best way I know of to do that, is by performing. So, Jess and Sandy, this song is for you."

Kurt slipped to just in front of the stage, watching his lover as he performed. No matter how old Kurt and Blaine got, he would never tire of seeing the way his love danced and sang in front of an audience. He watched as Wes, Nick, Jeff and the rest of the Warblers got into place behind Blaine.

"There's two things I know for sure.

She was sent here from heaven, and she's daddy's little girl.

As I drop to my knees by her bed at night, She talks to Jesus, and I close my eyes.

And I thank God for all the joy in my life, But most of all...

Butterfly kisses after bedtime prayer.

Stickin' little white flowers all up in her hair.

"Walk beside the pony daddy, it's my first ride."

"I know the cake looks funny, daddy, but I sure tried."

Oh, with all that I've done wrong, I must have done something right.

To deserve a hug every morning, and butterfly kisses at night.

Sweet sixteen today.

She's looking like her momma a little more every day.

One part woman, the other part girl.

To perfume and makeup, from ribbons and curls.

Trying her wings in a great big world. But I remember...

Butterfly kisses after bedtime prayer.

Stickin' little white flowers all up in her hair.

"You know how much I love you daddy, but if you don't mind,

I'm only going to kiss you on cheek this time."

With all that I've done wrong, I must have done something right.

To deserve a hug every morning, and butterfly kisses at night.

All the precise time.

Like the wind, the years go by.

Precious butterfly, spread your wings and fly.

She'll change her name today.

She'll make a promise, and I'll give her away.

Standing in the bride room just staring at her.

She asked me what I'm thinking, and I said, "I'm not sure,

I just feel like I'm losing my baby girl."

Then she leaned over... and gave me...

Butterfly kisses, with her mama there.

Stickin' little white flowers all up in her hair.

"Walk me down the aisle daddy, it's just about time."

"Does my wedding gown look pretty daddy?"

"Daddy don't cry."

With all that I've done wrong, I must have done something right.

To deserve a hug every morning, and butterfly kisses.

I couldn't ask God for more, man, this is what love is.

I know I've gotta let her go, but I'll always remember.

Every hug in the morning, and butterfly kisses..."


There you have it, ladies and gentlemen. I hope that you enjoyed this final chapter in the lives of our favorite Nanny and his wonderful husband. Please feel free to review, you know I always love to read them, and I do try to reply as much as I can.