okay...here it is the epilogue! thanks for so many reviews and for reading the series...please review this part and lemme know if you'd like me to write another fic like this.

Epilogue

Three years later:

"Mommy, watch this!" Monica beamed with pride as five-year-old Lauren showed off her newly acquired gymnastics skills.

"No-uh, I'm better, watch me, Mommy!" Emily screeched. Monica laughed.

"You're both great, girls," she said happily.

"More gymnastics?" Chandler groaned as he came out onto the deck. Monica nodded and laughed.

"More gymnastics," Monica said.

"Well, at least I talked you out of making Tyler take it." Monica stuck her tongue out at her husband of two and a half years, and he kissed her.

"Mom, Dad! C'mon.stop it with the kissing!" seven year old Tyler whined. Monica and Chandler laughed and pulled apart. Tyler shook his head in disgust and turned back to shooting baskets. "Hey, Mom?" he asked after a few minutes, "Can I teach Matt how to play?"

Monica looked at Tyler skeptically as he spoke of his seven-month-old brother. "Ty?" Chandler spoke up, "Matthew can barely stand. You're gonna teach him to play basketball?"

"No, I mean." Tyler put his ball down and came over to the porch where Monica and Chandler sat, Matthew in Monica's lap, "When he's bigger. Can I teach him how to play?"

Chandler smiled. Even though his two sons weren't completely related by blood, he highly doubted that Tyler could love Matthew more. "Sure you can, son," he said, ruffling Tyler's hair. Tyler grinned and went back to playing.

Chandler turned to Monica and leaned down to kiss Matthew's forehead. "Sometimes I can scarcely believe this," he said softly.

"Believe what?"

"This," he motioned with his hand, "It's like.the American dream, the magazine cover family.and it's mine."

Monica smiled, "And I'm so happy to be a part of it."

Corny, I know, but it's the end! yay! fyi...my fics always have happy endings! but anyway, let me know if you'd like me to write another fic like this....and please REVIEW!