Epilogue

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PJs POV

Damn. This stupid cabinet is too high. Why did I decide to put plates in here?

"Bubba!! I need your help!" I yelled for Noah.

Currently I am trying to reach the plates in our kitchen for Ziva's 3rd birthday party.

I love this home. I really do, but everything is too high, and I can't find my dang step stool anywhere.

We were able to move out of the wood's wing after a year and a half.

To say my mom isn't suspicious would be lying because she definitely is, especially after she found out that Noah's mom didn't even know about Ziva, but I had to tell her to drop it and that maybe one day I would tell her.

There is no way in hell, but it got her off my back.

Noah's mom and brother were surprised to say the least. Sure, he talked to them every once and a while, but when we were finally able to leave, that was the first place Noah wanted to go.

Grant was kind of a dick at first because he was still pissed at Noah. He never bought the whole going away to help film a movie somewhere, so when we showed up with a one-year-old he scoffed.

I think Ziva won him over though. She really took a liking to him.

His mom cried and also smacked him upside the head. She was happy, but sad she missed her first year. We were making up for that though and every other weekend Ziva went and stayed with her.

We did have to change our last name, so naturally we got married to do so and just changed it to Valentino.

At the start when we first got out of the woods wing things were bumpy, but I think they have settled. Well, I hope.

"Hey. What did I say about helping set up? You need to be sitting and off your feet." Noah reprimanded as he walked in the kitchen.

"I knowww, but I am just so bored watching everyone set up.I feel like I need to do something."

"You are 5 months pregnant with triplets Parker, you can barely walk with how swollen your feet are." Oof my real name. I put on my best puppy dog face.

"Don't give me that look. Go sit down and rest we got this." Noah gave me a pointed look.

"I agree with him. We don't need you going into early labor." My mom said while walking towards the back doors with decorations.

My mom was still a traveling nurse. She honestly loved it so much and I think it suits her. She did say she wasn't missing the triplet's birth, so when the time comes, she took a month off. Not sure how she pulled that off.

I sighed and reluctantly started to walk towards the back yard and to my designated chair.

Noah kissed me on my forehead on my way out.

I sat down and watched Grant chase after Ziva with a stick.

I don't know honestly. He was helping set up, but then his mom told him to entertain Ziva because he kept messing up her "vision."

That was fine with me because if Ziva asked me one more time when her party was going to start, I think I would have gone into early labor.

"Aye what's goin on ova here." Yelled Tony as he entered the back yard.

"UNCLE TOOONNNYYYYYY!" Ziva ran and jumped up in his arms.

"How's my favorite niece?" Tony asked.

"Good! It's my birthday today!"

"What! Your birthday? Is that why I was invited ova?" Tony smiled.

"Uncle Tony we already talked about this." Ziva gave him a look.

"God just like ya motha, I can't stand it when you give me that look. I'm just playin with ya." Tony set Ziva down and took out his wallet. I couldn't help but roll my eyes.

"Here a hundred dolla bill for yous."

"100 money! I'm rich!! Thank you, Uncle Tony!" Ziva jumped up and gave him a big hug and then ran off to show Noah her new 100 money.

"Now you know she is never going to forget this. You are gonna have to keep this up for every birthday." I stated.

"Hey that's no problem anything for my niece." Tony smiled and gave me a kiss on the cheek.

"Your nephews are gonna want the same thing once they find out." I smirked.

"Well then I'll make sure they won't find out then." Tony smirked back. I just laughed and shook my head.

"Eli, Kristina, and the boys are here!" Noah yelled from the kitchen.

"Well then let's get this party started. Tony, would you help me up please?"

"Sure. Wait a minute am I going to get in trouble for helping you?"

I just gave him that look.

"Alright alright jeez." 

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