Okay, hope you enjoy this.

-Best Coffee-

The soft noise of a tennis ball being tossed into the air and caught again was a sign of them having nothing to do.

Jack opened his eyes a bit and looked towards the corner where the youngsters bunked. He had almost expected to see Duncan tossing a yellow tennis ball into the air and catching it again. -Or a baseball.

But no. Duncan was still on his side, a little curled in on himself and hugging his pillow.

His gaze wandered a little to the left, and he caught the fuzzy yellow ball almost reaching the roof at the apex of it's travel.

He smirked a little before he whispered into the air, "Hey, Coop… Bored?"

The tennis ball stopped, and a couple of seconds later a hushed voice answered him "Yeah…"

"Want something to do?" he asked, barely above a whisper, "Something that won't annoy the others who's not really awake yet…"

"Sure…"

"You can go fetch me a coffee…" Jack suggested.

A few seconds passed, and Jack was sure he wouldn't get any coffee he didn't go after himself.

Until he saw Coop sit up in his bunk, looking towards him with a twinkle in his eyes, "You want one of those sugary, froofy, high school science projects, right?"

"Ain't you a funny one?" Jack smirked, "Black, no sugar."

He saw Coop nod and crawl out of his bed.

"Hey, if you manage to sneak a whole can of it, the rest of the guys are prolly gonna praise you like a Norse God for the rest of the day…" Jack added, glancing around the room.

"Let's try to keep the sacrificing and blót to a minimum, alright?" Coop chuckled quietly.

"Blót?"

"Yeah, I think that was what it was called. Now, it was usually just animals, but I think there was a few human sacrifices too. And then there were the burials…" Coop shrugged, "I think a lot of extra people died if someone 'important' like one of the many kings died…"

"Dude, how do you…" Jack shook his head a little, "Why do you know that?"

Coop shrugged, "Well… Mom and dad learned about it in school. All of my cousins learned about that stuff in school… And some time during my childhood it was pretty fascinating learning that there was a specific religion that used to be in the land, or area, where my family's from."

"I did not peg you for a nerd…" Jack shook his head.

"Oh, I'm not…" Coop grinned, and checked the watch he wore with the face on the inside of his wrist, "Just wait 30 minutes and I'll do something stupid to prove that I'm no such thing."

Jack smirked, "So, what's the plan then?"

"Dunno…" Coop shrugged, "My guess is we'll both be surprised."

Jack grinned.

"But seriously… When you're a kid, tales of characters like Tor and Odin. And Fenris… It's pretty awesome." Coop shrugged, "And don't tell me you don't remember every word to some of the stories your mom read you, or tall tales your dad told you."

"Hey, nerdiness is allright…" Jack chuckled and waved a hand. Then he pointed towards Boxer snoring not so subtly, "After all, you're sharing a room with a guy who knows just about every final rodeo placing since the late 50's."

Coop smirked.

"A guy who has a little more interest in what the body actually does than I think is natural…" Jack said, nodding in Pete's direction. Then he pointed towards Charlie, "You grew up with a guy who's borderline Rainman when it comes to hand-to-hand combat."

An involuntary snort of laughter escaped Coop before he knew it was coming, and he ended up clasping a hand over his mouth and nose in an attempt to avoid more of it.

"And me? Heck, I love cars, football, guns, baseball, airplanes, helicopters…" Jack shrugged, "Not necessarily in that order though… -And women, but that's not something you can act nerdy about, now is it…?"

Coop shook his head as he was biting pretty hard on his lower lip to keep a straight face, "No… No that probably wouldn't work very well…"

"Guessed so…" Jack smirked, "But, I think religion might be the nerdiest this group has encountered up until now…"

Coop rolled his eyes and shook his head, "You know what? Somehow I knew you were going to say something like that."

"It's the truth though…" Jack shrugged, still keeping his voice pretty low.

"Whatever…" Coop shrugged, "I'm going to steal some coffee. You wanted salt and pepper in yours right? And a dash of butter?"

"No. -And no, I don't think I need that extra energy today…" Jack shook his head, "No sugar, no salt, no pepper, no milk, no butter. NO LAXATIVES. Nothing but hot bean juice, okay?"

Coop smirked as he put on the last garment he thought he needed to be seen, or not seen, wandering around the camp at the early morning hour.

"I'll be back with some Jitter Juice for you…"

"No funny business…"

Coop shrugged, "We'll see…"

"Great, now I'm gonna be paranoid about my coffee?"

"Well, if you chose to be paranoid or not, that's all up to you…" Coop shrugged as he stepped into his boots. A mischievous smirk toying with the corner of his mouth. "I'll be back in a couple of minutes.

"No fraternizing with the nurses, alright?" Jack mock-warned, in a hope that Coop would either get flustered, blush or start stuttering, "I've got some sources saying they're nothing but trouble…"

It was hard to see in the poor lighting inside, but his guess was that Coop's cheeks had turned a shade or two rosier. But the 'kid' held up pretty well.

"Nah… They can't be that bad…" Coop chuckled, then winked, "I'll be back in fifteen, -or twenty…"

"Oh, they're bad…" Jack shook his head, "They've got needles."

"-They also have the best coffee…" Coop grinned, "And they don't mind sharing as long as you're willing to carry a couple of crates or whatever for them. -Which is no stress. Worth the coffee."

"Sure you don't have a soft spot for one of them?"

"You're not going to make me crumble, if that's what you're attempting…" Coop shook his head, "No, but it's a nice change of scenery from you guys…"

Jack chuckled a little.

"Hey, either shut up, or go do what you've been yapping about for forever now…" a tired growl rumbled from one of the darker corners of the room, followed by a yawn and a bed creaking as Charlie changed position, "Both of your voices are like Styrofoam on a glass window, or nails on a chalkboard when we're trying to sleep."

"Copy that…" Coop nodded and looked towards Jack before he pointed to the door, mouthing 'I'm out!'

Jack nodded and gave a thumb's up.

Okay. Yeah. Not much, but a relaxed morning.