And chapter 3! This chapter gets a little more fun than the last two. Yes, this is a drama, but there's humor. Our lives our dramas, but there's still humor, right? So there ya have it.

Legal: I do not own the rights to Three's Company or its characters, thanks.

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Chapter 3: Day One

When Janet told Terri the plan, she didn't take the news exactly how Janet thought she would. "So you're going to bring him here...and teach him how to be human again?"

Janet nodded. Terri scratched her head. "But, Janet, we're not even sure why he's acting so un-human. Maybe we...well, maybe we can't make him human again."

Janet shook her head. "No, Terri. This is my best friend we're discussing. I'll make him human again," she said, her eyes sparkling with determination.

Terri smiled and hugged Janet. "Okay. If you're sure then I support you and I want to help out in any way possible!"

It was only a day later that Jack was brought back to the apartment. Terri was starting to fret over that. Larry had stopped by so many times during the past two months to ask where Jack was. And what about Mr. Furley? He might notice if one of his patrons was acting like a dog--literally! But Janet would only say that it was too late for them to try to find somewhere else to stay. October was almost over and then they had just under two months to train Jack. She didn't want to lose anymore time.

With Jack came an older gentleman with thinning gray hair, a squiggly mustache and a suit. He introduced himself as Jerry. "I am here to play butler, sort of. I'll take care of any errands you need run, I can make meals and clean as well." He spoke with a classy British accent.

"Oh, thank you," Janet said with relief. She had just begun to wonder how they would accomplish anything like that with Jack on their hands.

Jack was in a small cage and he was certainly ready to get out. Jerry armed himself with a tranquilizer gun. "Just in case," he said.

He opened the cage. Jack ran out. He ran all over the apartment, sniffing, pawing and attacking the things he didn't like. Terri giggled. "He's such an adorable little puppy!"

Janet put her hands on her hips. "Terri! Jack is not a puppy!"

Jerry cleared his throat. "If I may, girls, perhaps you should try to get him to settle down. After all, humans don't normally urinate on house plants."

Janet, blushing, approached Jack. "Jack?"

He whirled around and got into a crouching position, ready to strike. She knelt down. "Jack, it's me. Do you remember me? From the other day?"

Terri grabbed Jerry's arm. "Oh, he's going to hurt her!" She cried.

"Shhh. Just wait."

Janet hummed a few bars of "Mary Had a Little Lamb". Jack immediately relaxed and crept up to her. He circled her, sniffing as he went around. When he returned to the front of her he sat down and grinned. Janet stiffled a laugh at his goofy grin. That was more like the Jack she knew! She slowly stood, anticipating an attack, but he stayed. She reached out a shaky hand and patted him on the head and he didn't react.

"If he had a tail it would be wagging," Jerry said with a hint of humor.

Terri laughed and approached them. "Hi, Jacky! Hello, little doggie," she spoke in a baby voice.

Janet rolled her eyes. Jack got in a pouncing position and growled at Terri. She stepped back. "Oh. I guess he only likes you, Janet."

Janet reached down and patted him on the head again and he relaxed. "This is so strange. What do I do next?"

"Well," spoke Jerry, "now that you've tamed him perhaps it's time to bathe him?"

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Janet sat on the couch, her eyes still wide open from that bath. She couldn't believe that in the seven years she lived with Jack she never once saw him...naked. And she had to laugh because now that she finally had he wasn't even going to gloat about it!

Terri came in and sat on the table across from Janet, patting her knee. "You okay? Are you scarred for life? Because I know I am!"

Janet laughed. "We'll get over it, Terri. Thanks for helping. I hope your arm is okay."

Terri looked down at the red marks on her forearm. "It's swelling so I should probably put some ice on it. Gosh, Janet, I've never been bitten by a man like *that* before!"

Janet laughed again as Terri went into the kitchen to get some ice. She sighed and leaned her head back against the back of the couch. Jerry was dressing Jack and she could hear them banging around in the bathroom. Jack was making odd barking sounds and every once in a while Jerry would cry out, "Ouch!" But other than that the apartment was pretty quiet.

Ding-dong!

Janet was off the couch. The doorbell! Should she get it? Terri burst out of the kitchen, her eyes wider than saucers. Janet ran to the bathroom door. "Jerry, keep him in there!"

"What?" Jerry exclaimed, a panicky note in his voice.

Janet ran over to the couch and tried to sit down casually while Terri opened the door. It was Mr. Furley. He walked right in. "What's goin' on in here? All I can hear is banging and yelling."

"Oh, that was the television," Terri offered.

Mr. Furley looked at the television. "But it's off."

"Yeah," Janet stood anxiously, "yeah, because I turned it off when you came in. So we're all done. Goodbye Mr.--"

Suddenly there was a loud crash in the bathroom. Janet brought her hands over her mouth. Mr. Furley strode right up to the bathroom door and was about to knock on it when Jerry exclaimed, "Down, Jack, down!"

Mr. Furley must have leapt back about five feet. He tripped over the couch and landed on his back. He then stood up, his eyes wide. He opened his mouth to say something when they heard Jerry again.

"Keep the pants on, Jack. The pants stay on!"

Mr. Furley's jaw dropped. Terri ran to the kitchen to keep from laughing. Janet sighed. "All right, Mr. Furley, we'll tell the truth. Jack has a friend over. Would you like to meet him?" She walked to the bathroom door.

Mr. Furley tripped over the couch again in his hurry to get to the door. "No, no I'm all right, Janet. You tell Jack that he's a fruitcake!" He ran out without a second glance.

Janet shut the door behind him and then doubled over in laughter. She sat back down on the couch and heaved a sigh. The bathroom was quiet. Maybe Jerry had gotten Jack to settle down. Or maybe Jack had knocked Jerry unconscience. She heard the bathroom door open. She looked over. Jack ran out, Jerry following slowly behind him. He was wet and his hair was out of place. He pointed at Janet. "You can handle him from now on," he said tiredly.

Jack walked over to the couch on all fours. Janet had to resist laughing at him. It was so strange to see Jack Tripper act like an animal in some ways and in other ways it seemed just right.

He jumped up on the couch. He was wearing some light blue pajamas. His hair was pretty wild, but then Janet couldn't imagine trying to brush it with the way he was. He walked in a circle and then lay down, resting his head on Janet's leg. For a moment Janet's blood boiled. Her brow furrowed in thought. *What was that? I don't have feelings for Jack, do I? He did look really...wow earlier when I gave him a bath and--oh, Janet, that's enough out of you. You don't like Jack. You're just tired and stressed.*

Terri came out of the kitchen. Jack's eyes opened slightly. She walked over to the living area and smiled. "Do you have a friend, Janet?"

Janet shook her head, but a smile crept up on her as well. "Terri."

Terri smiled and sat on the chair. Jack turned his head to watch her for awhile, but when Janet started petting his hair he turned it back, closed his eyes and soon they deduced that he was asleep. Janet continued to pet him. "You know, Terri, he really is cute like this."

Terri raised an eyebrow. *Cute, Janet?* "Yeah. You know, maybe we should just make him a little more tame around other people and then keep him as a pet."

Janet shook her head vigorously. "No, Terri. I don't care how hard this is. We have to make Jack a human again!"

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There's day one for the Save Jack mission. Hehe. You know what I've noticed? A lot of names rhyme with Terri. Terri-Larry-Jerry-Mary-Gary. Anyway... Please R&R!