Kristin paused at the doorway of the kitchen, a grin spreading across her face. Everything looked so...right. This *was* her family.
Shaking her head, she entered, and poured herself a glass of orange juice. "Why does it feel like whenever we're not out 'saving the world', we're in the kitchen filling our faces?" She stifled a giggle, but looked pointedly at the food in front of Nick. __________________________________________________ Do you Yahoo!? HotJobs - Search new jobs daily now http://hotjobs.yahoo.com/
