Okay, so I've been working on these since before 'Sunshine' and I thought that I'd post them in hopes to help relieve me of my writer's block that I have been suffering. Anyway, some of these will have more information on Jack's past and are in no specific order whatsoever. Anyway, I just wanna give a very big THANK YOU to everyone who has reviewed 'Sunshine' and an extra big THANK YOU to SingerOfWater for being an awesome friend to me on here and just being cool in general! So, I hope that you all enjoy some of these and I promise that I'll update 'Sunshine' soon! Love you guys something fierce for being so damn loyal and being amazing! Thanks again you guys!

Jack sighed heavily as she stepped off of the elevator and onto her shared floor with Steve. She had just returned from a three week mission and was dying to see her husband. She had rushed from the jet that had brought her back without receiving medical attention and hurried home.

Her long, black hair was in disarray, as she had driven her car with the top down, and her clothes were ripped and tattered. Her lip was busted open with a faint trickle of blood seeping from the wound and her head pounded. But she didn't care. She just wanted to take a nice, hot shower and crawl into bed next to her husband.

Steve, hearing the sound of the elevator open, walked from the bedroom and down the small hallway into the living area. He knew that Jack would be home soon, and had hoped it was her coming in. Arty, their two year old German shepherd, jumped up from the bed and ran passed Steve. A moment later, the super soldier heard the sound of soft giggles and Arty's excited barking.

Turning around the bend, Steve looked on and smiled at his wife as she stood at the door. Arty was in her arms as, his paws on her shoulders as he had jumped on her and licked her face in greeting. She ruffled the dog's soft fur as his tail beat at the air in excitement. "He missed you," Steve spoke from his spot against the wall.

Jack looked up as she heard her husband's voice and her smile broadened. He stood against the wall with his arms crossed over his muscular chest. A sweet smile was on his face and his hair was wet, indicating that he had just stepped out of the shower. A white, cotton shirt clung to his upper body a pair of grey lounge pants sat low on his hips. Steve's blue eyes held tenderness in them, as they always did when he looked at Jack, and shone bright in the fading light of the evening sun that came in through the living room windows.

"I hope he's not the only one, soldier," she replied as she put the dog down on the floor. The smile was still on her face as she moved from the door and made her way to Steve. He pushed himself from the wall and met her halfway before enveloping her in his arms and dipping her low for a searing kiss that left Jack breathless. When he finally let her up for air, he grin broadened as her hands moved from his shoulders to around his neck. "What was that for?" she asked with a grin as he pulled her up straight.

"To show you how much I missed you," he replied with a grin of his own. His hands never left her waist as he looked down at the beauty before him. Her firm body fit perfectly with his and was soft to the touch. He couldn't stop himself from slipping his hands under her black turtleneck but stopped short when he heard her wince in pain. "What's wrong?" he asked. She said nothing, but as he took a closer look, he could see her busted lip and bruised eye. "You skipped medical again, didn't you?"

If the pain in her lower back didn't make Jack wince, the sound of her husband's disapproving tone did. He was frowning down at her now with a firm look on his face, almost as if he were scolding a child. "I just wanted to come home," she told him in a small voice with a weak smile. "Besides," she started as she pulled away from him. She then leaned down next to Arty and picked up her bag that she had dropped on the floor when she had come in. "It's nothing too bad. Easy fix and it'll be gone by morning." She then gave Steve one of her million dollar smiles and did a mental cheer when she heard him sigh in resignation.

"Fine," he told her. He then leaned forward and grabbed her bag from her hand. As she went to question his actions, he spoke. "Take a hot shower and I'll look at you when you're done." The ebony haired woman opened her mouth to protest, but Steve held a hand up to silence her. "No questions, Jack. Just do it. Please?"

Seeing the pleading look on his face, she sighed and nodded her head in compliance. "Alright," she agreed as she made her way past him. Steve just shook his head and followed after the stubborn woman, Arty hot on his heels as his nails clicked against the floor.

As the two super soldiers entered their bedroom, Jack made her way into the in suite bathroom. She turned on the light, the door still open as she looked herself over in the mirror. She had to admit that she looked a mess with dirt and blood caked all over her face along with a deeply forming bruise on the temple of her right eye. "Did anyone call for me while I was gone?" she asked the blond as she began to brush a few knots from her hair.

Steve stood in the bedroom, unpacking her bag for her. "Yeah," he spoke, answering her question. He then pulled out her clothes from the bag and unfolded them. Seeing the rips and tears in the shirts and jeans, Steve sighed heavily and threw them on top of the bed to be thrown out. "Your dad called and told me to tell you to call him back. I guess it's your monthly report to check in with him," he told her with a chuckle.

Jack chuckled as well. Her father called her at least once a month so as to check on her and see how she was doing. It was a routine for the Howletts ever since Jack became an agent. "I bet," she replied as she made her way from the bathroom and into the bedroom. She saw Steve going through her bag, placing her weapons in the right places around the room, and smiled at how well he knew her. "What about the boys?" she asked her husband as she stood behind him, wrapping her arms around his torso.

A smile came to Steve's face as he thought of James and Marcus. "They miss us," he said as he turned around and wrapped his muscular arms around her shoulders. "They asked about you a lot when Logan called. They wanted to know when you'd be home."

Jack hummed in response, laying her head on Steve's broad chest in the process. She then slipped her hands from his waist to his shoulders as Steve's hands made their way to her hips. "I miss them," she spoke as her husband held her. "When do they come home?"

Steve looked at the wall behind Jack in contemplation. Pictures littered the walls of their bedroom. The smiling faces of their friends and family gazing at him. "Hmm, Tuesday," he replied. "I think."

Jack chuckled at him before pulling back from his chest and looking up at him. "Well then, I guess that gives us a few days to ourselves," she spoke in a sultry voice.

Steve smirked at his wife. He then surprised her by grabbing her around the waist and hoisting her over his shoulder. Jack laughed out loud at her husband's antics, the blond soldier laughing as well. "What're you doing, Captain Rogers?" the ebony haired beauty asked. She then propped her elbow on Steve's muscular back and placed her chin in her palm, her other arm hanging limply.

"Well, Agent Rogers," Steve answered in the same playful tone. He then swatted Jack's backside causing her to squeal in protest and return the favor. Steve just laughed loudly, the action causing Jack to chuckle. "You still need a shower and I still need to look over those wounds of yours. And what better way to do that, than to kill two birds with one stone?"

Jack laughed once more at her husband's behavior as he carried her over his shoulder and into the bathroom. "I like the way you think, doctor," Jack replied cheekily. "Must be my influence!"

As the door closed behind them, muting their laughter, Jack couldn't help but to think how good it felt to be home.