*Five years later*

"Good catch Carson!" Oliver yelled.

Oliver, Carson, and James were out on the beach all tossing around a baseball.

"Dad?" Kat said, coming over to her father, and holding up a Barbie's body, and it's head.

"What happened?" Oliver asked, laughing.

"It just came off," Kat said.

Oliver pushed it back on, and Kat went back towards the house a little bit, sat down and started playing.

"Okay, James, you start with the ball this time," Oliver said, tossing it to him.

"Wait, Wait, wait a second," Lark said, running over to them.

"What is it baby?" Oliver said, turning toward her.

"You know how you tried out for that movie last week? The director just called, you got it!" Lark told him.

"Oh, yes!" Oliver yelled.

He picked Lark up, and twirled her around.

"I love you," Oliver said, kissing her.

"I love you, too."

They both looked out unto the ocean. Lark was rubbing her pregnant stomach.

~The End~