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Summary: This is why you never see Kimberly during Dinothunder

Dinothunder: A Beginning and An Ending

A Beginning

Tommy got into his black jeep and rode home to his house at the far edge of town in the forest. He pulled into the driveway next to a pink convertible. He got out of the car and walked in side.

"Daddy!" three-year-old Nancy yelled running downstairs

"Hey pumpkin." He said picking her up "Where's your mommy?"

"That room." Nancy said pointing towards the kitchen

"The kitchen?"

"Yeah that's what me said." Tommy laughed and walked over to the kitchen. He saw his beautiful wife Kimberly sitting on the counter talking into the phone. She nodded at him when they walked in. Tommy and Kimberly had been married four years ago. After the Olympics Kimberly went to Yale and after Tommy he decided to give up his racing career he also went to Yale. They met there and old sparks flew. As soon as they were out of college they got married and soon after they had Nancy.

Kimberly set down the phone and walked over to Tommy and gave him a kiss and a hug. She then walked over to the stove to continue whatever she was cooking before the phone rang.

"So how was your day?" she asked

"Fine. The new principle is a tough one though." Tommy said putting Nancy down and walking over to the playpen in the far corner of the kitchen. "How was yours?"

"Fine."

"Who was on the phone?" Tommy asked bending over to look at the three sleeping kids in the playpen. A year after Nancy was born the twins Kayla and Jacob were born. And then soon after them Hilary was born.

"Mother."

"What does she want?"

"Me to come to Paris to visit her."

"What?"

"You heard me."

"Are you going?"

"I probably should. I haven't seen her since the Olympics."

"Ok then."

"She's paying for the trip too."

"That's an added bonus. How long will you be gone?"

"A month. Two tops."

"Ok then. I hope you have a great time."

"Tommy?"

"What? It's my first year teaching I can't stay here and watch the kids while you away."

"Oh yeah, that's the other thing."

"What other thing?"

"She wants me to take the kids too."

"So I have to live for a month without my kids and my wife?"

"She's never seen them before."

"Why can't she just come here?"

"She doesn't want to."

"Fine. You can go to Paris."

"Thanks handsome."

"Your welcome beautiful. So what's for dinner?"