"C'mere you little spacers! It's time for bed!"

The young and slightly ragged looking mother stood in the door way of her children's bedroom. Her light brown hair was drawn back into a sloppy braid that flowed down her back, stopping parallel with her tail bone. She wore a cream colored shirt with a green vest and a lighter green skirt. Her husband always insisted on green for her; "It brings out your eyes, Viv," he would say.

Vivian smiled as she watched her son and daughter – both three years of age- jumping up and down on their beds. "Mama, tell us a story!" The little girl was the one that spoke.

The young mother sighed a little. "Alright, one story Chloe," she said, putting her hands on her hips in her mock 'I mean business' stance. "But you two need to stop jumping on your beds first."

Chloe, ever the obedient child, promptly ceased her jumping and scurried to get under her blankets. The three year old was the perfect mix of her mother and father. Chloe had her mother's large green eyes and pale skin, but had inherited her father's strong facial features and dark brown hair.

The young boy was reluctant to stop jumping and tossed a balled up sock at his sister. "Chloe, you're a turd!"

Vivian cast a look at her son. "James Pleiades Hawkins!"

The young boy, his father's spitting image jumped at his full name and quickly got under the covers. "Well she is," he muttered.

Vivian walked over to her son's bed and gazed down at him. "Apologize to your sister," she said, crossing her arms lightly across her chest.

"Did I hear my name?" Vivian turned toward the door to see her husband, still as breath-takingly handsome as he had been the first day she saw him five short years ago.

Jim Hawkins walked into his twins' room still in his work clothes. Black uniform pants and a light brown work shirt, unbuttoned and hanging open now that he was home. His black uniform jacket was more than likely hanging from the rack down stairs with his boots sitting under it.

Vivian smiled at her husband who came up to her and gave her a quick kiss on the lips. "No, I was just fussing at your son," she said, poking Jim firmly in the bare chest with her index finger. "He called his sister a turd."

Jim looked firmly at his son who cast his gaze down at the blankets in shame. "Jimbo, you know better than to call your sister names. Tell her you're sorry." Vivian couldn't help but smile; she loved watching Jim interact with their children. For some reason it gave her the strong urge to want to try and have more.

Young Jim gazed at his father and then, when he realized there was no way out of it, he looked across the room at his sister. "I'm sorry Chloe."

The young girl nodded to her twin brother. "Apology accepted Jim."

Vivian moved to stand between the two beds, looking between her two children. "Alright, now, which story do you all want to hear?"

Little Jim bounced up and down as he sat beneath his blankets. "Ooh! Ooh! Treasure Planet! Have Papa tell us the one about when he went to Treasure Planet!"

Chloe threw her hand up into the air like a student would in school. "Papa told us that one last night," she said, beginning to pout.

Vivian cleared her throat loudly as the twins began arguing across the room. "Jimmy, Chloe, begging and whining isn't charming." She cast a gaze at her husband who had taken a seat at the foot of their son's bed. "What do you think Jim? Which story should we tell?"

Jim rubbed his chin as he thought before giving his wife a flirtatious grin. "How about the story of how we met; that one's a good one."

Vivian smiled back at him as she nodded. "Alright; that's my favorite."

The couple gazed at each other lovingly, almost forgetting about their children. Chloe scurried out of bed and over to her mother. Vivian took a seat in the rocking chair that sat in front of the window and her daughter crawled up into her lap. The young mother waved her son over. "C'mon Jimmy, get over here."

The boy smiled widely as he scurried to join his sister in their mother's lap. Vivian began rocking them gently as her husband spoke from their son's bed. "Okay, you two ready?" The twins nodded eagerly and their father began speaking. "Alright, now, you two haven't heard this story before, but it's the greatest one I know." Jim smiled to his wife. "Five years ago, I had come back here to the Benbow Inn to help your Gram with some things."

The twins watched in awe as their father spoke, using his hands almost as much as his words. "I was twenty, and I wasn't entirely sure what I was going to do with the rest of my life. Sure I had done well in school, joined the military, but I still felt like something was missing. For a long time I thought it was my dad, but…I just wasn't sure. So I took leave from my work and come home to figure some things out."

Chloe's hand shot into the air again, getting her father's attention. Vivian laughed as her husband called on the child. "Yes Chloe?"

"Papa, what kind of story is this exactly?" The little girl's green eyes gazed at her father in an adoring way. Jim's children absolutely love him.

"Yeah," Jimmy said a scowl similar to the one that his father used to wear etching its way onto his young face. "It doesn't sound very adventure-y to me. And is there treasure in it?"

Jim rubbed his chin in thought again; Vivian suddenly noticed the stubble on his face. She felt a twinge deep down in her stomach. Jim was quite attractive when he was scruffy, and he knew that his wife liked him that way. She gave him a look, which he grinned at before finally addressing his young son. "Oh, there's adventure alright; Adventure, pirates, and treasure."

The two children 'ooh'ed at their father's mention of treasure. Being three years old, the mention of small shiny items sparked their interests. They both glanced at each other before looking back to their father. "Go on," Vivian prodded her husband, happy to see her children entertained, and curious to see how he told their story of their meeting.

Jim took a deep and dramatic breath before beginning the tale.

Hello out there in internet land! This is my first Treasure Planet fic and I'm very excited about it!

I told the readers of my other works that I was going on a bit of a hiatus to work on this and a couple of other fics, but when I got up this morning, I decided to just write when I wanted and post when I wanted. I expect that it'll take me a while to complete any tales I start, but I assure you all that it will happen eventually!

Here's hoping you enjoy this as well as my other works!

XXOO

BBTM

PS: R&R Please!