Sergeant Morgan smiled. "Tired of the sand, are you?"
"Tired of not getting laid, more li-ow!" Chad rubbed at his shin and glared at Jared. "Motherf-"
"Thank you, Private Murray," Sergeant Morgan said, sounding amused again. "That will be all." His attention shifted back to Jared. "So you've got someone waiting at home for you, Private?"
"Yes, sir," Jared said, not elaborating. His orientation wasn't exactly a secret, but that didn't mean it was worth the hassle of making it public knowledge, either.
The understanding in Sergeant Morgan's eyes suggested that he knew what Jared wasn't saying, but chose not to comment. "And do they know you're bringing home four cats with you?"
"Yes, sir. It was quite the challenge getting hi- erm, Jen to agree to it, though." The original deal had actually been for six, but Sasquatch had died not long after Jared found them - too sick to respond to the care he'd been given - and Jenny-Bean had disappeared after somehow sneaking onto one of the jeeps when it went to the closest town.
"I have no doubt." Sergeant Morgan gestured at Jackles. "Try and convince that one to stay out of trouble, you hear me? The airport tarmac is no place for cats."
"Yes, sir," Jared said. "Thank you, sir."
Sergeant Morgan nodded. "As you were," he said, before turning on his heel and leaving the mess.
Jared looked down at Jackles, who was now kneading at the collar of his jacket, and shook his head fondly. "Troublemaker."
Jackles meowed at him, a picture of perfect innocence. Jared didn't believe it for a second.
Jensen wasn't going to know what hit him when they all got home. Jared couldn't wait.
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Sergeant Morgan smiled. "Tired of the sand, are you?"
"Tired of not getting laid, more li-ow!" Chad rubbed at his shin and glared at Jared. "Motherf-"
"Thank you, Private Murray," Sergeant Morgan said, sounding amused again. "That will be all." His attention shifted back to Jared. "So you've got someone waiting at home for you, Private?"
"Yes, sir," Jared said, not elaborating. His orientation wasn't exactly a secret, but that didn't mean it was worth the hassle of making it public knowledge, either.
The understanding in Sergeant Morgan's eyes suggested that he knew what Jared wasn't saying, but chose not to comment. "And do they know you're bringing home four cats with you?"
"Yes, sir. It was quite the challenge getting hi- erm, Jen to agree to it, though." The original deal had actually been for six, but Sasquatch had died not long after Jared found them - too sick to respond to the care he'd been given - and Jenny-Bean had disappeared after somehow sneaking onto one of the jeeps when it went to the closest town.
"I have no doubt." Sergeant Morgan gestured at Jackles. "Try and convince that one to stay out of trouble, you hear me? The airport tarmac is no place for cats."
"Yes, sir," Jared said. "Thank you, sir."
Sergeant Morgan nodded. "As you were," he said, before turning on his heel and leaving the mess.
Jared looked down at Jackles, who was now kneading at the collar of his jacket, and shook his head fondly. "Troublemaker."
Jackles meowed at him, a picture of perfect innocence. Jared didn't believe it for a second.
Jensen wasn't going to know what hit him when they all got home. Jared couldn't wait.