So here is the, for real, last chapter! It's WAY better than the last one, I have to admit myself. I would like to dedicate this to everyone who reviewed! I would list everyone but I'm too lazy, anyway, if you reviewed then...this is for you!!

"ALEX AND AMY! WHAT HAVE YOU TWO DONE?" A female voice said toward the two children whom were currently sitting in red plastic chairs next to the wall with pink and blue crayons each in their hand.

"Wes was coloring for you and daddy. Don't be mad mommy. It's of me and Awex and you and daddy." Amy explained pointing to each of the circles. The blue circles looked like blobs while the pink circles could look like people.

"It's very pretty but what did daddy tell you about drawing on the walls?" Alex looked into his mother's dark brown eyes.

"Sorry mommy. Amy is no bad. Don't make Amy trouble." Alex is very overprotective of his sister, although they were only 5 years old. At preschool he often got in trouble for fighting with all the other boys that were mean to his sister or for yelling at boys for trying to kiss his sister.

"Well…we will talk with daddy when he gets home." The two kids stood up from their chairs and followed their mother down the steps. They were both blue-eyed and brunette. They looked completely alike, which was a given since they were identical twins.

"Awex and me want Donald's for dinner." Amy said to her mother, Alex and Amy loved McDonalds and wanted to eat there every night, but the parents were careful with their diet. They had McDonalds about once a week and the children got so excited.

"Alright, let me call Daddy and we will meet him there. Get your shoes on." The kids gave each other a high five and ran to their room. They knew they had the best mommy and daddy in the world. Most of the kids at school didn't live with both of their parents. The twins, however, didn't know that they had saved their parents' marriage.

"I wove you." The twins said at the same time giggling. They were the most loving children in the world and were very grateful in what they had.

Alexander Jack Bolton and Amelia Marie Bolton were born August 5 in New Mexico, then two weeks later, however, they moved back to Arizona with their parents. Sure the twins missed their grandparents but they got to see them every two weeks and were totally spoiled with brownies. Which sometimes, before dinner they would sneak into the kitchen and grab one for themselves. That made their parents recall memories.

"I love you guys too, are you ready?" Gabriella said to her children messing with Alex's light brown locks, causing him to make a face.

"Yeah…mommy is MY hair." She giggled and grabbed both of their hands. She knew she had the perfect life. Finally, she had her perfect family. Although she didn't have the dog or picket fence, so did have the husband and kids and that is all she could ever ask for.

"So, you are telling me that you want the house and the car and you only want him to have the beach house and dog?" Troy said talking to his client and studying his notes. He was bored out of his mind, they had been repeating the same thing for an hour. His client wasn't very smart and her husband did most of the work in the family, but she wanted everything.

"Exactly." The blonde and brown eyed client said. "He cheated on me; therefore I should get the good stuff, right?" Troy shook his head,

"Have you worked at all during this marriage? A bake sale?" He said trying to find a way to twist it so his client could get everything she wanted.

"No, but my daddy bought the house, car and lots of other stuff. All my ex-husband buys is, basically, the whores he brings into our house." Troy scribbled that down. He was tapping his pencil.

"Do you have proof?" He said not even looking up. The woman smiled,

"Which sex tape would you like? I have volumes 1-6." Troy snorted. This woman deserved all the stuff. She practically deserved more because, while she seemed dumb, she practically studied for this.

"Ah…ok so tell me…" He started until his assistant knocked on the door. His assistant was a brunette and was about a year or so younger than him. Callie, however, was happily married and was the twins' baby sitter when Sharpay and Chad were busy.

"Mr. Bolton, Mrs. Bolton called and said that Alex and Amy want McDonalds and she is taking them there right now. She is wondering if you would like to join them." Troy raised an eyebrow.

"She's wondering?" Callie laughed and rolled her eyes,

"Her exact words were 'don't take no for an answer, and remind him of his weight before he goes so he wines to you, not me.'" Callie read off of a piece of paper in her hand. She picked up a post it and smiled, "You are at one forty five." He grinned,

"She's a freak. Now, Mrs. Nickels, if you will excuse me I have to meet my family for dinner and gain five pounds for my children's sake." He added a chuckle and headed out of his office door laughing. After all of these years, everyday was something different for him. Even though his wife lived on routine and followed it strictly, something was always different, something that made him realize why he loved his family. Like, what song his wife would hum or how his children would act, he loved it all.

He couldn't even remember what it was like those weeks before the twins were born, it was in the back of his mind. Often he had nightmares of which he would wake up alone, without a family, because of his mistake but his wife assured him that she wasn't going anywhere anymore. She was there to stay. That the twins needed their family.

The drive in his car was quiet. He didn't listen to music, he didn't call anyone, and he just drove. With five year old twins, he didn't get much quiet time to sit in. Sometimes when he was in his office he could sit quietly until clients came in or until he actually had to do stuff. So sitting quietly was nice.

He parked his car next to his wife's and laughed. They both had incredibly nice cars, except hers was clearly a woman's car with a pink steering wheel. As he opened the door, he saw the line. There were about four couples in the line. Some seemed like when they ate out at McDonalds it was a expensive meal for them. There was a couple that seemed to be in a hurry. There in the back of the line was a certain brunette trying to calm two blue-eyed kids.

"Daddy would let us order 10 chickies." Amy tried to convince her mother. When arms picked up Amy from behind she jumped,

"Daddy would not let you order 10 chickens. Daddy would let you have 4 chickens." Alex hugged his dad.

"Daddy, can I have 10 chickies since I is bigger than Amy." Alex was two minutes older than his sister and clearly, that two minutes made a huge difference in the five year olds lives.

"Nope." Gabriella said taking a few steps up as another couple stepped up toward the counter. "Alex you are getting 4 chickens like your sister." She explained as the children stood in line with their arms crossed.

"Hey." Troy finally said to his wife. The kissed for a moment or two until they felt their children pushing them apart, the twins hated when their parents kissed.

"Icky! That's gross!" Alex said with a stuck up tone. He was going to grow up and be exactly like his father. "Mommy no kiss daddy!" Amy shoved him and giggled,

"Awex…kissy is what mommy and daddy is supposed to do." The four stepped up a couple of steps and were one person away from ordering. They hadn't been to this McDonalds before with Alex and Amy; normally they would have To-go or go to the McDonalds closest to their house.

"NEXT!" They heard a female voice from the cash register say in an impatient tone. The four stepped up and Troy and Gabriella leaned down to ask their children what exactly they wanted and after hearing the duos order they looked up.

The couple looked up to see the green eyes that they hadn't seen in five years. There, in front of them, stood the woman that ALMOST ruined their marriage. And frankly, they didn't care.

What do you think about my little twist at the end?? So I got over three hundred reviews for this story! I was like SO happy! Anyway, so I was thinking of putting up a one-shot follow up, but I don't know. If this story got four hundred reviews (you can do it!) then I would for real put one up! So, review!

I really hoped you liked it, however! The reviews matter to me but so does your opinion about it.