It has been three years and two weeks after Patrick and Richard were born.

They have grown into active little boys, well behaved, smart, and growing more beautiful every day. Andy loved them with all of her heart, and they loved her too.

Jesse and Lizzy helped out as much as they could.

They picked up the boys every day after school from the Rittenhouse hospital, and brought them home and watched them.

They loved the boys, and did everything to help their mother out.

One day, after Jesse and Lizzy had picked them up from school, the boys were playing in the front yard as their sisters watched from the front room, doing their homework.

The boys were kicking around a small plastic soccer ball, seeming to enjoy themselves.

A man stood across the street watching them. He was tall with dark hair, and medium skin. It was Milo.

The boys just looked at the man, waved, and kept playing.

Milo looked at the boys, and thought to himself. "They're Andy's boys...they look just like her. She must be married by now. I wonder who the lucky guy is. I guess I should go..." He began to walk away, when Andy's familiar navy Volvo wagon pulled into the driveway.

Milo watched as she jumped out of the car, and the twins ran up to greet her. She scooped them up into her arms, covering them with kisses. She set them down, and bent down to say something to them. The boys ran inside, and Andy walked to her car and got her briefcase out.

As she turned around, she saw Milo standing across the street watching her. She waved at him, not recognizing him, and turned to walk towards the door.

Milo ran across the street, and called out her name.

Andy turned around and dropped her briefcase. She knew that voice. "Milo? Is it you?" She asked, not believing it.

Milo nodded as he stood in front of Andy, and brushed the hair out from her face. He wiped her tears away. "Don't cry Andy, I'm here," he said.

Andy moved to kiss him, but Milo held her back. "Aren't you married?" Milo asked.

Andy shook her head. "No Milo...why would you think that?"

Milo looked at her questioningly. "I saw the twins..."

Andy laughed and held Milo's face in her hands. "They're yours Milo," she said, before kissing him. "They are your sons."

Milo began to cry, and Andy kissed his tears away. "You mean...that day I came and saw you?" He asked.

Andy nodded. "They're your sons Milo, and they know that you are their father. They know all about you, as do Lizzy and Jesse. I love you Milo, I always have and I always will."