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Date: June 2013

Location: Zack and Kelly's House - Florida

Zack is frantically looking around the large, cozy, living room...which is a mixture of contemporary and vintage décor and furniture. He begins to rummage through the knickknacks on the mantel. There, between the decorative elements, you find a timeline of photos of the life he and his wife have shared over the past several years. He starts by picking up the photo of their time in the hospital with their first born, and looks under it, then places it back down. "Where are they?", he asks himself.

He was looking in and under cushions, and tossing objects from their given place, as he looks under them. He yells for his wife, who was busy with the kids upstairs, "Babe, have you seen my keys? I'm going to be late for my flight."

Kelly yells back, "Where did you last have them?"

"If I knew that, I wouldn't be asking you, now would I?" responded a frustrated Zack. Why do people always ask that at moments like this, he thought.

Several moments passed with the two of them looking around, and Kelly came walking into the room with a smirk, "Here you go, you left them in the door." Zack looked at his wife with an apologetic look.

sigh "Thanks hun, what would I do without you?" Zack paused to think about why the keys were there, and went on to explain. "Lily was about to have an accident on our way home from preschool, so I rushed to get her in the door."

They made their way to the kitchen. He continued on with the conversation, "I wish you and the kids could fly back home with me."

"Me too, but we'll be there in a few days." Kelly went on to give her husband a quick peck on the cheek. "If only I could get more time off work."

Zack picks up his luggage and Kelly puts his carry on over his shoulder, just like she sometimes assists him with his briefcase in the morning for work. She kisses him good-bye, this time giving him a real, tender kiss on the lips. "Have a safe flight, hun. Call me when you land. We'll miss you."

Just then their four children interrupt and good-byes fill the room. "Bye Daddy, love you" said their oldest daughter, Emma, as she hugged him. Emma is 12 years old, and the spitting image of Kelly. Zack embraced the hug as some days pass where his pre-teen daughter is embarrassed to be seen with, let alone hugging, her father. "Love you too, sweetie" he told her.

"I've really gotta go. I will see you all in a few days."

Looking at the kids he said, "Be good in school, I don't want any phone calls. It'd be a shame for you to be in trouble on break."

He then blows a kiss to his youngest, Lily, who is 4, and currently pulling on his pant leg. He then looks up at his wife. "I'll call you when I land. Love you."

Zack steps out of the kitchen into their garage, and gets in his car. He checks his pocket for his keys and they're not there. He looks up and sees his wife in the doorway, dangling the keys from her fingers. "Need these?" she said with a smirk.

He runs over, grabs them, and gives her a kiss on the forehead. "You're the best."

Gone are the days of simplicity - his days are now filled with work, and a chaotic family life, but he wouldn't have it any other way.