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A/N: OH MY GOD! I'm actually writing something! I did some minor research for this chapter. Enjoy, and please tell me what you think. And I'm so terribly sorry for being absent for so long!!

Rooster came bustling into Jack's room. Jack heard him before he felt his long, wet tongue lick his face. This was the daily routine. Being woken up by a large, but still growing, Labrador retriever was not Jack's idea of how to start off a good morning. But constantly bumping into crap was not fun either.

Grumbling as he threw the covers off, Jack reached for the dog's harness. Rooster sat still and waited for Jack to hook the harness around his neck, then he stood and began to wag his tail excitedly. Jack let the dog guide him out of his bedroom and to the back door, where he waited for Jack to unlock the door and open it. Rooster burst through the open door and Jack walked to the kitchen. He knew nothing would be in his way, so there was no danger of stubbing his toes. Jack hated having his kitchen so organized. But it was a necessity when a person couldn't see.

Jack was able to put a pot of coffee on and grab some toast before Rooster came back into the house, wagging his tail and licking Jack's bare leg. "She'll be here in a minute Roo." Jack said, bending down slightly to pet the dog.

Just as he straightened up, Jack heard the familiar knock on the front door, then heard the door open a few moments later. Sam came walking into the kitchen and reached for a cup before she bent down to pet Rooster. "The coffee ready yet?" She asked Jack.

"Good morning to you too." He smiled at her. She blushed. He couldn't see it, but he knew it.

"Good morning Sir." The coffee maker buzzed quietly and Sam reached for it. "I'll get yours Sir."

Jack told her thanks when she placed the cup in his hands, then he leaned against the counter and waited for it to cool some. "Would you like some toast?"

"No, thanks. Pete made a big breakfast." Sam said casually.

Jack fought the urge to shiver every time he heard that name. They'd been married for six months, and he still hated the guy. He always would.

When they finished their coffee Sam asked if he was ready to go. "Sam, I haven't gotten dressed yet."

Another blush, deeper this time, Jack figured. "Right. I just feel rushed this morning for some reason."

Jack hit a button on his watch. "The time is 6:05." A computerized voice announced. "We are running early Sam."

"I know. I just have some stuff on my mind."

Jack nodded, then bent down to grab Rooster's harness again. The dog knew that they were headed to the bedroom, so he took off without a command. Sam settled herself on the sofa for a few minutes. When Jack emerged five minutes later dressed, Sam opened the door for him and Rooster, then locked it with her key on the way out. Jack let Rooster in the back of Sam's car while he got in the front. Sam joined them a moment later, and they headed off to the base.

A/N2: OH MY GOD! Did I just say was married to Pete? Well, giving my deep, deep hatred for him, we can all assume there's gonna be a twist, so don't get all upset yet ;)