Author's note: Sorry for the late update! I've been having trouble trying to be motivated to write as of late. I hope this chapter is okay!

There really won't be too much team roles in this fic. But I can tell that Garcia will play an important role. :)

"Are you sure this is a good idea?" Henry whispered, trying to contain the wriggling puppy.

"Yes, and don't hold him like that! You'll drop him on his head," Jack lectured, leaning over to help Henry get a better grip. "I'll distract the baby-sitter, and you get him up to our room."

Henry frowned. This would be easier said than done. "Okay, I'll try," he said quietly.

The boys had found the little puppy in the ditch. Much debate had gone on, but both had wanted to bring him home. He was a little golden retriever, and his fur was extremely soft. They'd fallen in love with him.

Sighing, Jack looked carefully behind him. "Here goes."

Jack set his back pack by the door, and walked into the kitchen. "Hi," he said, a huge smile on his face.

Their baby sitter, Sam, was sitting at the table. She removed the head phones out of her ears when she saw Jack enter. "Hey you," she said, smiling as she ruffled his hair. "How was school?" she asked, getting up to get snack stuff from the cupboards.

"It was okay," Jack said, feeling a little guilty about this whole scenario. He liked Sam, she was nice. She was about seventeen but wasn't too focused on her phone and friends when she was baby-sitting. She actually paid attention to the boys, unlike their last baby-sitter.

Jack's stomach did a nervous flip when he heard a whimper. He sighed in relief when he realized Sam hadn't heard it.

"Where's Henry?" she asked, setting down some cheese and crackers in front of him.

"Oh, um," Jack stumbled. He should have figured this out beforehand. "He was talking to a friend just outside before coming in."

Sam looked at Jack, before walking over to the kitchen window. Jack could feel his heart hammering away in his chest.

"Well, they don't seem to be there now," she said, looking at the door way. "Henry?" she called out.

Jack swallowed when he saw her begin to walk over to the stairs. He had to do something, but what?

"I'm here!" came Henry's small voice as he dashed down the stairs, nearly tumbling.

"How was your day?" Sam asked him, taking his jacket.

Jack was relieved. She hadn't asked any questions. Phase one was complete.

"That was close!" Jack exclaimed as they wandered up to their room to do their homework.

"It was," Henry agreed. Their Aunt Jessica would be there soon and already he felt nervous. He was beginning to doubt they could pull this off.

That was the least of their worries when they walked into the room.

"Where'd my math homework go? I left it right on this desk!" Henry complained, kneeling to look under his desk.

"Um, Henry," Jack said, his eyes wide.

"What?" Henry asked, turning back to his brother. That's when he saw where he was pointing and he turned to see it... Shredded, all across the floor were papers. A closer look told him, it was his math homework. "Oh no, no, no," Henry said, his arms falling to his side. And under the bed, he heard little whimpers from their new companion.

"I didn't know dogs really could eat homework," Jack said, his lips twitching.

"It's not funny," Henry moaned, scrambling to get all the pieces. "While we're thinking of names, let's just name him Bonehead. Cause that's what he is right now."

Henry's mention of names really had gotten Jack thinking of different names. "What should we name him?" Jack asked, sitting down onto the bottom bunk.

"Rover!" Henry declared, his anger momentarily forgotten as he reached down to pet the excited Retriever.

"That's too common and boring. He needs something unique. Like Flash," Jack said, now leaning over to pet him.

"I dressed up as Flash for Halloween last year!"

"Okay, fine, how about Spots or Measles?"

"Jack, he doesn't even have spots," Henry whined, annoyance rising in his town as he glared at the paper all over his carpet.

"That's the point. It's funny," Jack insisted, now running out of ideas.

"Not really. What about Pebbles?"

"That sounds like a girl's name. We need a guy name," Jack said, arguing.

"We aren't even sure it's a male," Henry fought back, kicking his shoes off. They made a thud as they hit the wall.

"Boys!" a female voice called out, startling the children.

Both Henry and Jack froze. "Aunt Jessica!" said Jack, as he and Henry exchanged a look. "Coming," Jack called out, quickly reaching down for the puppy.

It took a moment of struggling but eventually he managed to get the wriggling bundle of fur into the closet. With Henry still angry about his homework, the boys went downstairs to give their Aunt a hug and greet her.

"Did you guys have a good day at school?" she asked, stepping out of her flats.

"Yes," both boys answered at the same time.

"Did you learn anything new?" She now took her jacket off and walked into the kitchen to make some tea. This was a nightly routine.

"Yes, yes we did," Jack said quickly, "and we have homework to finish."

"Well, get to it and let me know if you need any help," Jessica said cheerfully, scooping some sugar into her mug. She paused when she heard a howling noise. "What's that?"

Henry's face went pale and he shifted nervously.

"New band that's cool. They're called the howling dogs," Jack informed her. "We're going to go work on our homework, see ya!"

And he left his aunt there, standing confused, trying to figure out if she'd ever heard of such a band.

Both boys sighed in relief as they opened the door to their room, with Jack immediately walking over to the closet. He groaned when he saw the yellow puddle on the floor. There was one important factor they'd forgot to take in when they brought the puppy home. And it was proving to be more work than they'd bargained for already.

Sorry for another shortish chapter.

I am excited for this fic though, and I hope you guys enjoy it.

I actually wonder what to name the dog, hmm...