Chapter Three; A Lucky Find

I'm sorry I was busy outside all day since it has been gorgeous weather out there! Anyway, there are a lot more Jeannie fans than I expected and since I'm a nineties baby, the only reason that I know about it all is because my mother introduced me to it. Hope you enjoy the next chapter though!

Jeannie opened the bedroom door and walked over to the bed where Spot was still hiding under the covers. "That was a close one." She began as she plopped down on top of it and pulled the covers off of it. "I'm sorry Spot but you have to learn to be quiet. If Anthony would have heard you that would mean that both of us would be in trouble since I wasn't even supposed to be at the park today. Let alone come home with a strange stray dog that I don't know anything about." She told him softly while she gently stroked his back.

"Come on puppy, I have to finish giving you a bath." She said before he let out a frightened little whimper and leapt off of the bed and sprinted out the door making Jeannie realize that she had accidentally forgotten to close it. "Wait Spot come back!" she cried as she hurried after him. Spot just barely had managed to slip underneath Roger's legs and out the door.

"Hey Jeannie, what's up?" he asked her as she came to a stop in front of him.

"Oh, nothing Roger Healey." She began nervously with a shake of her head. "It's just that I'm not feeling very well and I thought that I would step outside for some fresh air." She told him.

"Well alright, just make sure that you don't go too far. Tony wouldn't be very happy with me if he found out that I let his pregnant wife spend too much time up on her feet when she should be resting and to tell you the truth I wouldn't blame him in the slightest if he didn't." he told her.

"Alright Roger Healey, thank you." She told him with a nod before she gently pushed him aside and ran out the door just as Tony walked back into the living room.

"Did Jeannie just go out after I specifically told her not to?" he inquired.

"Yes she did but she only wanted a bit of fresh air though. I told her not to go too far because you wouldn't like it if she did." Roger told him.

"Thanks Rog, I appreciate it. You know I can't help but wonder if there's something that she's trying to hide from me. She was acting really weird when I got home and I could have sworn that I heard a dog bark." He said.

"Well you can be sure that it wasn't Djinn-Djinn." Roger began. "Unless he's back from the dead." He teased with a nervous little chuckle.

"No, I guess you're right. I don't know, maybe I'm just a little bit nervous about our mission and worried about leaving Jeannie here alone with the Bellows." Tony said.

"Oh, I'm sure that she'll be fine." Roger reassured him.

"I know, that's because it's not her that I'm worried about. It's the Bellows." Tony told him anxiously.

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Mr. Bellows stopped at the end of the driveway to collect his mail out of his mailbox when suddenly he heard a little bark down beside his car. He glanced down to see Spot sitting there and looking up at him expectedly. "Well hello there little fellow," he began as he threw off his seatbelt and opened the door. Then he knelt down in front of him. "Where did you come from?" he wondered as Spot leapt up onto his feet and trotted over to him wagging his short and white stubby little tail.

"You seem like a friendly little boy." Mr. Bellows began as he reached out his hand and began to stroke his fur. "Well come on boy, I'm going to take you inside to my wife. She's been begging me to get her a dog for years now." He said as he hoisted him up into his arms and carried him towards the front door where Mrs. Bellows was there to greet him at the door.

"Alfred, is that a dog?" she questioned with uncertainty while she peered out through the screen.

"Of course it's a dog!" he snapped. "I just found him at the bottom of our driveway. I don't think that anybody owns him because he doesn't have a collar or a license." He explained as she stepped outside.

"Oh my goodness, he's so adorable!" she exclaimed before she gathered him up inside her arms. "I think we should keep him don't you?" she inquired as she smiled brightly at her husband before glancing down and smiling down at the puppy.

"Yes I was thinking the same thing." Mr. Bellows began with a nod. "And it's very lucky that I found him when I did. The poor little creature could have gotten himself runover by a car or something. Just like what had happened to Djinn-Djinn." He said.

"That's it, that's what we'll call him. Lucky." Mrs. Bellows said before she carried him inside the house and her husband stepped in right after her.

"Well I guess that means that I better run out to the pet store to get him some food and a water dish and other puppy supplies that he'll need." He said.

"Don't forget to buy him a collar and a license, we don't want him running away again and not being able to find him if he does." His wife told him.

"I will. I'll see you in a little bit. I'll get him some toys to play with too and some bones to chew on." He told her before he turned back around and left the house.