EPILOGUE

Born on the thirteenth of October, the year 2009, was my son Kristian Brandon James Margera. It was one in the morning by the time he came out, but I couldn't help but smile. Bam cut the cord, and spent what seemed like centuries staring into the little baby's eyes. I knew it must have been Jess or Ville who told him, but I didn't care. He was happy and I was happy, and that was all that mattered.

Ville and I never broke it off. I was still in love with Bam, but I wanted to make things work for Ville and I, because I began to realize that I was falling in love with him as well. We spent another two and a half months at Castle Bam, before deciding to return home. Bam, frantic about his little son being moved to Finland, offered us a room to stay in so that we could live with him.

We accepted, and moved into the same room that we'd stayed in all those months. April and Phil were amazed with their grandson, who looked mostly like myself, but had Bam's blue eyes. Kristian was the grandson they'd been waiting for, after only granddaughters, and they were proud of me for letting Bam see him, and get to know him. Ville and I were happy, as was Bam.

To this day, Bam still hasn't moved on properly, but he managed to get over the fact that I was with Ville. I told him that if it didn't work out, someday we could give it another chance. Two years later, Ville and I had a daughter together, Isabelle April Maria Valo. Bam treated her like a daughter of his own, and the two kids enjoyed their lives growing up in Castle Bam, and living amongst chaos.