A/N: Yeah, I know. Chapter 20 was supposed to be the last chapter. However, a reader, cogromit, suggested to me that I write an epilogue about what happened to the kids, as they grew up. These are their stories.

AIDAN AND AVA

Aidan Jones had always carried a torch for Ava Hunt, from since even before grade school. He loved her dark, curly hair and her pretty face and the way her eyes lit up, whenever she smiled. To Aidan, Ava was perfection. They were friends through much of grade school but in high school, when Ava became extremely popular, she left behind her childhood friend.

Aidan was a late bloomer. He was quiet and small for his age. He was a good-looking boy, blessed with his father's good looks and his mother's blonde coloring. But he was also shy. While Ava bloomed in high school because of her fabulous looks and keen sense of fashion, Aidan was not so lucky. He watched as his friend become part of the top echelon of high school society. Ava seemed to attract the flashy, good-looking jocks, who ruled the school with their athletic prowess.

Aidan joined the debate club, in an attempt to help him overcome his shyness. To his surprise, he turned out to be extremely good. He was very smart and thought quickly on his feet and because of this, he set one of the most winningest records in debate club history. His success in the debate club led him to aspire to become a lawyer, just like his mother. Sophie was extremely proud that her only child had decided to follow in her footsteps.

When it came time to choose college, both Aidan and Ava decided to go to New York for school. Ava had always had the flair for fashion and was accepted at Parsons The New School for Design. Aidan decided to do pre-law at Columbia University. Their parents urged them to keep in contact with each other, since they were the only people they each knew in Manhattan. They didn't really keep in contact until the day that Ava had that huge fight with her roommate, who kicked her out of the apartment, since the lease was under her roommate's name. She called Aidan, crying. Aidan, who had always loved Ava, came to get her. She almost didn't recognize him, when he came. New York had been good to Aidan. He had found himself there. He really wasn't a California boy but more of a New York soul. He had grown taller and his body had more muscular definition. Ava always knew that Aidan had a good-looking face but he was now handsome.

He took her and her belongings back to his apartment and told her she could stay with him, until she found a new place. He offered her his bed and he slept on the couch. He turned out to be the best friend she ever had. She was ashamed of the way she had treated him in high school. He went with her as she tried to find a new apartment but they didn't find anything they liked until they found this brilliant two-bedroom apartment that they both loved. Aidan's lease was soon to expire and when they looked at each other, they decided in that instant to take the place and become roommates. They signed the lease and moved in together. Aidan allowed Ava to take the bigger room with the walk-in closet. After all, she did have more clothes and shoes.

They found that living together as roommates, they greatly enjoyed each other's company very much. Ava was found herself falling in love with Aidan but she never said anything until the day, one of their sexy model neighbors started showing a little too much attention to him. Ava defended her territory like a Rottweiler, as she put the woman in her place. Aidan had never seen Ava react like that in his life. It actually made him feel flattered, as well as it made him want to ask questions.

When things had calmed down, he asked her why she had reacted that way. "Because I love you, you idiot, and you haven't even noticed, Aidan Jones," she yelled at him. His mouth dropped open. "I have loved you, forever and you haven't even noticed, Ava Hunt," he yelled back at her.

"Well, okay, then," she said. "You might as well just kiss me." And so they did kiss for the first time. It was the first of many kisses in their relationship. They got married when Ava graduated from Parsons and Aidan started Columbia Law School. Ava got a job, working at Ralph Lauren while Aidan continued in law school.

They had their first baby, the next year – a girl they named Arabella. Two other children joined the Jones household – Aaron and Andrew.

ZARA

Zara didn't really get out from her older sister's shadow, until the eighth grade. Till then, she had always pretended to like the fashion, the clothes and the make-up because her sister did. But when Ava left to go to high school, Zara found out her true love was science. She just wasn't good at it; she was outstanding. So outstanding that she won a nation-wide science competition for elementary school students. Her parents were extremely proud.

Zara was different from Ava. They were both extremely pretty girls with their long dark curly hair and their blue eyes. But that's where the similarity ended. Zara was studious and loved academics. She prided herself in bringing home straight A's. In high school, she decided she was going to be a medical doctor. She really wasn't too interested in high school. It was a means to an end. She never went out on dates because she was just not interested. She was more about being an academic over-achiever. She was accepted to five Ivy League schools and eventually chose Harvard, where she wanted to continue on to medical school. She dated during college but no one really caught her eye.

It was at medical school that she finally head over heels in love. His name was Caleb Robertson from Marietta, Georgia. He was tall, handsome and had the most easygoing nature, a reflection of his southern roots. It was he, who taught Zara to slow down and smell the roses and that there was more to life than ruthless academic perfection.

When they both graduated from Harvard Medical School, they got married and found jobs in Portland, Oregon. They enjoyed living the Pacific Northwest lifestyle in the Craftsman style house they had bought. It was in their second year of residency that they found out they were having twins. It was hard being parents and surgical residents but they survived it, as Zara became a pediatric surgeon, while Caleb became a neurosurgeon. Their twins, Sam and Luke, were the lights of their lives.

NOAH

When Noah was nine years old, he was doing Internet research on a project on some of the poorest countries in the world and was dismayed to find that many children were not as lucky as he was. Here he was, in his own room, with his own computer and television, living on the beach in Santa Monica, and there they were, without parents or shelter over their heads.

He made up his mind, right there and then, to start building orphanages in these countries, when he became a grown-up. He told his dad of his plan. It made Owen proud that he was raising such a conscientious, amazing kid. As soon as he graduated from college, Noah decided to start a charity that would help build orphanages in some of the world's poorest countries. He initially started with seed money from his dad but soon enough, his work soon caught notice of the media and he was featured in magazines and news programs. His foundation started to attract corporate and wealthy donors and he was able to build orphanages in many countries all over the world.

It was at a fund-raising event that Noah met the love of his life. She came up to him and said that she would like to work for his charity, as she greatly admired his work. Her name was Caroline Townsend. Later, he found out that she was the daughter of a CEO and chairman of a Fortune 500 company. But that didn't matter to Caroline. She, like Noah, was a child of privilege and they were both willing to give back to those who didn't have. He had found his like-minded soulmate. They had their first child, Owen Noah, two years later and a year after that, they adopted a child from Cambodia, a girl they named Gabrielle. Two years later, Noah and Caroline finally married, with both of their children present at the ceremony. After they got married, Caroline gave birth to their third child, Malia.

OWEN AND CRISTINA

"Did you really have to promise them this as their Christmas present?" Cristina said, groaning, as she looked back at her grandchildren at the back of the van. Owen, Cristina and their eight grandchildren, were headed to Disneyland in Anaheim. They had rented a 10-seater vehicle for the day.

"Yes," Owen said. "It will be an amazing experience." The children were extremely happy as they sang loudly and gave Cristina a headache. Owen grinned at her. "Cristina, it is going to be fun. Remember when we carried our kids for the first time." She scowled. "That was only three kids. There are eight of them and only two of us."

When they finally got to the park, it was a day of too many rides, too many snacks, too many bathroom breaks, too much complaining, too much crying and too much walking. By the end of the day, both grandparents and their grandchildren were exhausted. As Owen drove back, he looked around; all of the kids were sleeping. His wife too, was asleep. He gave her an adoring look. Though there was some grey in those beautiful, dark curls, her face was still unlined. They had so many good years, together as a couple and as a family.

She suddenly woke up, as if she could feel his eyes on her. "What's up? Why are you looking at me like that?"

"I was just remembering the good times we've had. I can remember the day I met you when I helped you move in to the apartment across from me," he said. "My heart was taken the moment I saw you."

"You are a good man, Owen Hunt. No wonder I love you like I do," she said. She reached over and squeezed her husband's hand. "You made me into a better person." She gently kissed him on the cheek.

A/N: Please leave your final reviews. I am glad that I wrote this epilogue. It sort of completes the entire story. Hope you enjoyed it. And yes, this is the end.