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Date: Wednesday, February 8, 2068; Time: 3:30 p.m.; Place: Tracy Aerospace Base, Kansas

Virgil took up the pilot's seat, while Dianne sat in back with Dominic. Sitting in the small jet was also a lovely dark-skinned girl in her early 20s. Dominic gave her a smile as he settled Joshua in a special airplane car seat. Wonder how they knew I'd need this? And I wonder who she is? Another candidate?

"Nicole, this is Dominic Kelly and his son, Joshua. Dominic, meet Nicole Jackson," Dianne said, making the introductions. Dominic took a moment to shake hands with her.

"I'm puzzled, Dr. Tracy," Nikki asked. "I thought that this was our destination. I was told that I would be working for Tracy Industries."

"I'm sorry, Nicole. You were misinformed. The position you're being considered for is with our family," Dianne explained. "And, contrary to popular belief, we don't live in Kansas."

"Then where do you live?" Nicole asked.

"On an island in the Pacific," Virgil called back. He was busy doing his pre-flight checks and getting clearance to take off.

"Yes, we're taking both... I mean, all three of you out our island home so you can look around and see what it is you're getting into. And for your interviews, of course," Dianne said with a smile, turning her seat to look at them. They barely noticed when the jet lifted off the ground, but Joshua suddenly cried as the pressure changed and his ears hurt. Dominic fished around in the diaper bag and pulled out a sipper cup to give to the toddler. Gulping down the drink helped Joshua's ears and he stopped crying.

"So, are we both candidates for the same job?" Dominic asked.

"No. You are our first choice candidates for two nursing positions. I'm finding that I need two helpers in the family infirmary," Dianne admitted.

This is odd, Nikki thought. She asked, "How much illness is there at your home? Or are there many accidents?"

"A good question, and one that I'll address later," Dianne told her.

The flight passed amiably, with Dianne moving into the pilot's seat at one point while Virgil came back to the passenger area.

"We're very careful about flight hours, especially since flying is our main way of getting anywhere," Virgil explained.

"I can understand that," Dominic said. "Are there other children on the Island? I mean, Dr. Tracy mentioned her natural children."

"There are eight of us all told now," Virgil told him, stretching his arms and his shoulders. "My four brothers and I are from our father's first marriage, and our Dad adopted Dianne's three when he married her. We all call her 'Mom', though Gordon has been known to call her 'Doc' upon occasion."

"A kind of 'his, hers, theirs' situation?" Nikki asked with a grin.

"Well, yes, although there are no 'theirs'," Virgil said, chuckling.

"But are all of you adults?" Dominic asked, steering the conversation back to his question.

"I'm sorry, Mr. Kelly, I'd forgotten your question. No, Dianne's three are all minors. But none of them are as young as your Joshua here," Virgil said, indicating the sleeping tot. "The closest to him would be Tyler, who's nine."

"Ah. Now I understand," Dominic replied. How am I going to work if there's no one to care for Jak?

"Tracy Four to Tracy Island. Requesting permission to land." The three in the passenger's cabin could hear Dianne's request, and the deep voice that answered back with said permission.

"Well, Ms. Jackson, Mr. Kelly, welcome to Tracy Island!" Virgil said with a grin.

Post by Tikatu on 05/06/2004

Jeff heartbeat Dianne plain My IR:TNP OTP!

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