Hey there! I figured I could make a collection of small one-shot stories from Jack's time as a Delta Operator. -And of course I'm going to use Gib's OC's for this. (And yeah, it is likely that Jack might have to take the backseat for a few of these stories, because I just love playing around with the OC's. -They don't really feel like OC's to me tbh...)

So yeah, this is going to be a collection of small 'moments' that are too short for a story of their own, and don't fit in with anything else I can think of.

Oh, and yeah... Gib!
Thanks for letting me borrow these guys. You know I love that.
(And I'm crossing my fingers and hoping that you're going to use them soon again. I miss reading them like you write them...)

Okay, so this 'bit' has been tumbling around in my brain forever. I suppose most of you know, or at least have heard, how satisfying it is to take off a bra at the end of a long day.

Well...
My messed up brain found a way to have a little fun with something similar.
-And of course there's a little H/C in here too. Because I am me... And those of you who have stumbled upon pretty much anything I've written before knows I love writing it.

-Best feeling in the world-

Pete winced a little as he let his backpack fall off his shoulders. He didn't try to hide his fatigue, or the pain he was in.

"That was a rough one." Box groaned as he almost collapsed on top of his bunk without undoing his backpack.

"Well, you didn't fall from the roof." Charlie winced, then looked towards his younger brother, "Hey, kiddo… Gonna need a hand with getting this pack off… -And my vest."

Dunc chuckled, "Your shoulder stiffened up?"

"Shoulder, arm, side… Back…" Charlie gritted his teeth, "Yeah."

"Okay, well, at least you decided to not carry your pack on your left shoulder…" Coop shrugged.

"Yeah, 'cause I'm pretty sure my collarbone is bust." Charlie bared his teeth.

"Why didn't you say so?" Pete asked, "I should have checked it out before exfil."

"Nah, don'r worry shorty…" Charlie shook his head as little as possible, "If it's broke it's where that damn thing ALWAYS breaks… Nothing to worry about."

"I'm not a doctor, but I'm almost certain that professionals would disagree with you there…" Pete frowned, "Both veins and nerves are going right by that thing…"

Charlie shrugged his right shoulder as he reached towards his left.

"Hey stand still so that I can help you with that damn pack of yours." Coop said, almost smacking his older brother as he tried to get a good angle to unbuckle Charlie's backpack. "I swear, I can't believe mom still complains about how difficult I was to dress and undress. You must have been ten times worse!"

Charlie chuckled, then growled.

"No laughing…" Coop smirked and gave Charlie a wink.

"-You little prick…" Charlie bit out.

"I just reminded you not to laugh…" Coop replied.

"Just get this pack off of me, so I can get go over and get my shoulder checked out…"

"Okay, he's pretty sure his shoulder is toast…" Jack chuckled, "Willingly going to get his injury looked at and all that."

"Shut it…" Charlie growled and shot a glare towards Jack. "You kno-"

Coop managed to get the waist buckle right then and the full weight of the backpack smashed down on Charlie's good shoulder, causing his back to hurt and him to almost hit his knees.

While Charlie let out a long guttural growl, Cooper let out a long string of apologies as he relieved Charlie of his backpack.

A few seconds later, Charlie had recovered and was standing up pretty straight again.

"There, now… Want me to help you with your vest too?"

Charlie shook his head, "Nah, I think that can wait until some doctor can check me out. Somehow feels like it's holding my collarbone in place."

"Need company over there?" Box offered, feeling a little sorry for complaining earlier.

Charlie shook his head, "Nah, I'm a big boy… No problem going alone."

"You sure?" Dunc asked.

Charlie nodded again, still cautious about how he was moving his head. "Okay, so… I'm just going to go away now for a little while. You guys should grab some grub, and a shower. Opposite though. Shower first, then grub…"

Coop chuckled, "Well, you're pretty ripe yourself. The doctors and nurses might prescribe a good long shower before they agree to touch you."

Charlie flipped Coop off before he turned to leave.

Just before he exited the room he twisted around to face Coop for a moment, "And wipe that shit-eating grin of your face. It only makes you uglier."

Coop's expression faltered a little, but he was quick enough with a reply, "Hey, at least I'm not as ugly as you…"

Charlie left without another word or gesture.

"Well, on Inga's and Karl's behalf, I'm glad there's a decade and a half between the two of you…" Boxer chuckled, "or you two would have fought all of the time."

"Who says they didn't…" Jack grinned.

Coop shook his head and started working the Velcro on his vest.

Once he had one side opened and undid the Velcro on the same shoulder he let out a satisfactory moan. "Oh dear lord… I swear there's no better feeling than taking these things off."

"You damn virgin…" Pete laughed loud.

Coop chuckled, "I've got a few ladies who would testify that I'm not…"

"Well, they would probably also say that you're not a good lay… I mean… If you mean that getting your tac vest off is the best feeling…" Dunc teased, "I'd personally say this is the main order: Sex. Taking a piss when you really need to. THEN getting out of these damn vests…"

Coop chuckled, "Okay… One of the best feelings at least… Take that first statement as a figure of speech. You happy now?"

"Sure…" Dunc chuckled, "But are you sure you're not a virgin?"

"Yeah, handed in the V-card before I joined the army…" Coop chuckled, "Still not sure if you can brag of the same though…"

"Oh, look at me…" Dunc smirked, "Quality chocolate thunder baby… Who could resist me?"

"Oh, I believe that must've been easy…" Coop chuckled, "I mean… Stubbles usually turn me off."

"Women…" Dunc shook his head, "Women… I meant who out of women…"

"Pays to be specific…" Pete chuckled, "For the record, you're not exactly my type either… Too much stubbles, and not enough boobs."

Coop nodded, then momentarily studied Duncan, "Yeah, you're right. You know, A-cup is all right, but with his build it'd be a little too small."

"D-cups, or double-D's…" Pete chuckled, "Then we would just complain about your stubbles. -And wrong plumbing…"

Coop snapped his fingers, then he nodded, "Wrong plumbing too… I knew there was something I was missing."

Dunc chuckled and shoved Coop playfully, "You guys suck…"

"Well, at least we're all the same class of losers…" Jack chuckled, "So, any bets on how it's going to go for Norway over there with the doctors and the x-rays?"

"He'll end up with a sling. If they don't have to do a lot of adjustments to get it back right, they probably won't have to cut into him. If it's screwed up bad, then they're going to open it up and do it the hard way…" Coop shrugged and rubbed at a bump along his left collarbone from a healed fracture. "Both ways sucks by the way…"

"I think I'll just take your word for it…" Dunc nodded, "I know broken bones suck, I don't need to experience breaking all of my bones one at the time to try to find one bone that doesn't suck breaking…"

Coop nodded, "Yeah, it's not on my bucket list either."

Alright, hope you enjoyed.