"We couldn't really travel until Neal was old enough to come with," Elizabeth says, looking out on the view -- Paris in spring is something she always wanted to see and it's perfect now, the flowers in bloom in the garden on the rooftop overlooking the city.

"And we wanted you to meet the boy," Peter continues her thought, glancing at the corner where their son is surrounded by the spoils from their earlier visit to Disneyland.

Neal -- Julien now, in this life -- looks on, smiles softly and then looks at his friends with a nod, glad they could finally make it, after all.