Hello. I this dream one night, and decided to make it into a story. I hope it's okay.

Haven belongs to the people who created the show.

My Neighbor Totoro belongs to the wonderful, amazing, brilliant Hayao Miyazaki.

The Inir family belongs to me.

This takes place during Haven Season 3.

Totoro's Travels

Ch. 1: Welcome to the Neighborhood

Audrey and Nathan were busy organizing police files at his house when they heard a crash outside. When they got out front, they saw a man with brown eyes and hair, picking up items that fell out of a cardboard box that wasn't sealed properly. He was standing next to a small rentable moving van. It appears Nathan has a new neighbor.

"Let me help you," Nathan said as he assisted the man gather the fallen items, while Audrey redid the box.

"Thank you," the man said, once everything was back in place.

Two young boys then came out of the house, one looked around 9, and the other boy looked around 5. Both boys had brown hair and eyes. Except the older boy's face was a little narrower, and the younger boy had bangs.

"Boys, meet our new neighbors," the man said. "Mr. . . .?"

"Nathan Wuornos, Chief of Police," Nathan said. The man looked impressed.

"Chief of Police? Wow, now that's—" the man started to say, when Duke's truck pulled up to the curb. When he got out and saw them, he groaned.

"Nathan, you can't intergrade my new chef yet," Duke said as he joined Audrey and Nathan. "Give him a chance to move in."

"Your new chef?" Nathan asked, incredulously.

"Oh, yes, Travis Inir," Travis said, shaking their hands, and then looked at his sons. "Boys, why don't you introduce yourselves to Chief Wuornos and Duke Crocker?" I'm going to work at Duke's restaurant."

"Hi," the older boy said. "I'm Clint, Chief Warn . . . warn . . ."

"Just call me Nathan," Nathan said with a friendly smile. The younger boy looked a little nervous.

"What's the matter?" Travis asked.

"I don't know who she is," the younger boy said, indicating Audrey, who just smiled.

"I'm Detective Audrey Parker," she said, shaking Travis's hand. She then glanced at the younger boy, who looked more confident.

"My name is Oliver," Oliver said, smiling.

"It's nice to meet you," Audrey said, smiling back.

"Clint, Oliver, why don't you get the small boxes out of the van? I'll get the bigger ones," Travis said to his sons. "I just need to talk with Duke."

"Okay, Dad," Clint said, and ran to the van.

"Okay!" Oliver said, and followed his brother. Travis watched his sons before he looked at the trio.

"So, why did you call your new boss?" Duke asked.

"Look, I'm sorry to call you to come out here, but I need help moving in," Travis said in an apologetic tone. "I just want the boys to settle in quickly, and I couldn't afford movers."

"Why not?" Audrey asked, curious. Travis sighed before he spoke.

"My wife, Hannabell, has a rare disease," Travis explained. "To pay for her treatment, I had to rent out our house in Derry as a timeshare. Luckily, a distance relative of hers is letting us stay at one of the houses he owns in Haven, for free."

Audrey, Nathan, and Duke could give Travis sympathetic looks. Before anyone could say anything, they heard the young boys.

"Be careful with that box, Oliver," Clint said, as he and his brother carried boxes into the house.

"I'm fine," Oliver said, walking slowly, trying to balance the box.

"That box has our video games and DVDs! So be careful," Clint said.

Oliver nodded, but the box slipped a little, causing one DVD to fall out. Duke was the first one to reach the DVD and picked it up. He then stared at the cover.

"My Neighbor Totoro?" Duke read out loud, looking at the strange creature illustrated.

"Yes. That's one of the boys' favorite movies," Travis said as his sons put down the boxes and joined him. Nathan and Audrey had gathered around Duke to look at the DVD.

"Thank you for saving it," Oliver said.

"Yes, thank you," Clint said and looked at the forest in the back of their new house before facing his father. "Dad, do you think a Totoro lives here? It looks like the forest that Totoro lives in."

"I don't know, Clint. How about you ask Nathan? He's the Chief of Police," Travis said. Clint gave Nathan a curious look, waiting for an answer.

"Um, no, I haven't," Nathan said. "I don't know what a Totoro looks like."

"That's Totoro," Oliver said, pointing to the huge, round, cat-like creature on the cover, as Duke placed the DVD back in the box. Oliver looked Duke in the eyes. "Have you seen a Totoro?"

"No, sorry, I usually spend time on the water," Duke said with an apologetic smile. Oliver looked disappointed, but Clint walked over to his brother.

"Don't be sad. Totoro doesn't live in towns or in the water, he lives in the forest," Clint said, making Oliver smile. Clint then looked at Travis. "Hey, Dad, may Oliver and I look for soot sprites before they leave?"

"Sure, but you must be careful and quiet," Travis said, leaning in closer to the boys' level. "Remember, soot sprites like empty houses, so to see them, they must believe the house is still empty."

"Thanks, Dad. Bye!" Clint said to the trio before running into the house.

"Bye-bye!" Oliver said, and ran after his brother.

When his sons were inside, he looked at the three adults.

"'Soot sprites?'" Audrey asked.

"It's from the movie," Travis said. "They've been watching it more, ever since Hannabell was admitted to the hospital; it's been a distraction for them."

There was an awkward moment of silence before Nathan picked up the box Travis was carrying. Audrey and Duke looked at Nathan.

"His sons are looking for soot sprites and the files are not going anywhere," Nathan explained. Audrey and Duke smiled and found other boxes to carry in. Travis looked truly grateful.

"I don't know—" Travis began.

"Just keep an eye of your kids, don't get arrested, and we're good," Duke said, as he, Nathan, and Audrey walked into the house.

"Look . . . I know I'm asking a lot already, but there will be times when I'm working, and the boys will be at home . . . can you look after them?" Travis asked and realized what he said. "Sorry, I didn't mean it like that! I mean—"

"Mr. Inir, your wife is in the hospital, you have money problems, you're raising two boys on your own; right now, you need people to rely on," Audrey said. Duke and Nathan nodded in agreement.

"I . . . I . . . Thank you," Travis said, once again, truly grateful. "And, you may call me Travis."

"So, where do these go?" Duke asked, indicating the box of video games and DVDs he held.

Travis showed him, as the trio helped the Inir family move in.

The soot sprites watched the humans from the attic window. Soon they found a hole and floated away to find a new home. Maybe they'll try an empty boat to stay in this time.