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The nurses' interviews were over, and Jeff took his place behind his desk in the lounge.. He turned to Dianne, who was seated on Thunderbird Three's sofa, her legs tucked up under her, sipping a glass of iced mint tea.

"What do you think, love?"

"I like them both. I want them both on staff. But they are suspicious. Nikki basically asked me how much work a doctor and two nurses would have at our home. A very pertinent question, I think. And since Dominic has a child... Jeff, I really think they need to see the true nature of what we're asking for."

Jeff sighed. "As loath as I am to admit it, you're right. They have the right to make this decision with their eyes wide open. I just sincerely hope that we can trust them to keep it to themselves should they turn down the opportunity."

"Me, too," Dianne agreed. "So... when do we tell them?"

"After dinner." Jeff replied. He looked at one of the data padds on his desk. "According to our job foreman, the Cliff House renovations should be done tomorrow." He consulted another, then looked over at his wife. "How do you think we should parcel out the new apartments? Let each choose their own? That might cause tension as some people wouldn't like what they got, or would have liked the opportunity to choose."

"How about draw the assignments out of a hat?" Dianne suggested. "Beyond that, my only thought would be to reserve one of the lower two bedroom apartments for Dominic. Let him choose which one. We're furnishing them, right?" At Jeff's nod, she continued. "Then offer them the option of bringing what they want of their own furnishings or ordering new."

"Interesting idea. I'll keep it in mind," Jeff said absently. Then he swore softly. "Oh no. I have to be in New York for three or four days the week after next. Damn, but this is bad timing! At least I should be able to finish up the interviews by then. We can start bringing people aboard late next week. Can you and Scott make the arrangements with Professor Spencer, and the two nurses, should they decide to take the opportunity? Get them out here and settled in?"

"Yes, we can. Will you be here for the birthdays?"

Jeff nodded. "Yes, love, I'll be here on the fourteenth for Gordon's birthday and for Alex's birthday as well. Is Gordon's Hawaiian luau ready to go? Are the plans ready for Alex's friends to come out for another sleepover?"

"Oh, yes in both cases. Kyrano says he's got all the food for the luau and we'll be having it on the little atoll about thirty miles northeast of here. Gordon says that's where the best surfing is on all of your islands. As for Alex, I sent the invitations three weeks ago and all but one mother has called to say her son or sons were coming. The boys think it's the best thing since sliced bread," Dianne replied with a chuckle.

Jeff smiled. "Good. I'm looking forward to it. Even if it does mean Operation: Cover Up."

Dianne got up from the couch and walked behind Jeff, wrapping her arms around him from behind. She nuzzled his ear with her lips and whispered, "And Ah'm lookin' forward to Valentine's Day."

Jeff reached up and took one of her hands, planting a kiss in the palm of it, then turning so his lips could reach hers.

"Who says we have to wait that long?" he asked softly, a mischievous twinkle in his blue eyes.

"Ahem."

At the very deliberate throat-clearing, the pair looked up to see an apron-bedecked Emily Tracy standing in the doorway to the study, hands on her hips and clutching a large spoon.

"If you two can keep your hands off of each other for a few minutes, dinner is ready. And we do have guests!" she said with mock sternness, shaking the spoon at them.

"We're coming, Mother," Jeff said, getting up from his seat and taking Dianne's hand. They brushed past Emily with a murmured, "Excuse us, Mother," from Jeff, and the old lady fell in behind him, grinning and still waving her spoon.

"Land's sakes, the way you two carry on! You'd think you were a couple of teenagers..." The pseudo-tirade went on as the threesome descended the stairs to the lower level and the dining room.

Post by Tikatu on 08/06/2004

Jeff heartbeat Dianne plain My IR:TNP OTP!

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