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All Is Not Right With the World

Tina's POV

It took me several weeks to transfer the dig sites over to my assistant. I left him with strict instructions that he was to call me if anything interesting was found. I flew back home with the kids. I drove home feeling older than I actually was. It would be nice to be home again. I pulled into our driveway only to see a reporter and her photographer. I wasn't even out of the car when she started her questioning. "Tina, I'm Reanna and I work for People magazine. I just have a few questions for you and would like to take a few pictures of you and your children if its okay."

I finished getting out of the car and slammed the door. I looked at Reanna with all of the anger I could muster which was quite a bit. "You must be new there. Tell me do you happen to remember a piece printed about me in People around two years ago. It wasn't very big, just a paragraph, but very informative for reporters."

"I can't say that I'm familiar with it."

"It went along the lines of Valentina Baker, civilian war hero, made judicial history today by having a state supreme court judge award her with the largest restraining order ever. The restraining order pertains to all reporters and photographers employed by publications. The distance that must be kept from Ms. Baker at all times is to be no less that a five mile radius. Now if you'll excuse me. I'm going to call the sheriff." I pulled my cell phone out of my pocket and dialed the number ",Hello, Vince. Its Tina. Yeah, I'm back in town and I have a little problem. I have a reporter and her photographer violating the restraining order. Good. I'll see you in five minutes."

Reanna went a sickly shade of white ",Y-y-you're having us arrested ?"

"Not if you can make it out of town in five minutes." I smiled as they stumbled back to their car. "Bye."

I unloaded the kids and our luggage and we went inside the house. Jordan looked around in awe at the walls ",Daddy fixed the holes. Must....destroy....house....now....must...undo....dad's....work."

Jordan began tearing through the house making new holes where old ones had been. Logan looked up at me, smiling brightly ",Going to find a way to open the hell mouth."

Logan sat down at the computer. I walked into the living room to see O.C. sitting on the couch moving every few minutes to see the TV around Jordan. I dropped my bags and sat next to him. I rubbed his clean-shaven head and said ",I'm home."

A/N- So ends Click Your Heels Three Times. Tune in for the final part of the Trilogy entitled Somewhere over the Rainbow.