I decided to try my hand at a dramatic, romantic, comedic, Jack/Janet Three's Company fic. This is a really odd idea that came to me a couple of years ago, but I've never been able to put it into writing until now. I don't know why, but I just saw a way of putting it down with Jack and Janet so here it is. I hope you likey. ^.^
Legal: I do not own the rights to Three's Company or its characters, thanks.
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Prologue
Janet paced the floor anxiously. It was late. He should have been back. His restaurant closed nearly three hours ago. He wasn't dating anyone. Larry hadn't heard from him. It was eerily quiet in the apartment. Terri was working a late shift at the hospital, but Jack...no, he should have been back long before now.
The phone rang and she nearly soiled herself at the sudden sound. It rang again and she rushed to it. *This must be Jack calling to explain why he's late,* she thought determinedly. She picked it up. "Hello?" she queered hopefully.
"Hello, is this the residence of Jack Tripper?" It was a male's voice, but certainly not Jack's.
"Y-yes, yes this is," Janet played worriedly with the phone cord.
"Are you his wife...daughter...sister?"
"I'm his roommate, Janet Wood." Janet felt her heartbeat quicken. Who was this man and why was he calling? There was a dreadful note in his voice that she did not like.
"Miss. Wood, I'm afraid Jack Tripper has been in an accident."
Janet felt as though she had just swallowed an icecube. Her stomach froze over and she lost the feeling in her fingers. Her head spinning she asked for more information. All the man could tell her was what hospital he was in. She thanked him and slammed the phone down on the receiver. She ran into hers and Terri's room wondering if Terri knew. Jack was at her hospital.
She dug her shoes out from under the bed and quickly slipped them on. She threw on her jacket and started to head to the door when the phone rang again. Heaving a frustrated sigh she answered it. "Hello?" This time her voice was very shaky.
"Janet!" It was Terri. "Oh, Janet, don't wig out, okay, but Jack's--"
"Been in an accident," Janet finished. "I know. A police officer called just before you did."
"So that's why I couldn't get ahold of you. Janet, why didn't you call and tell me Jack wasn't home yet? Or did he just run out to get something?"
"No, Terri, he never--" The words stuck in Janet's throat. *He never came home...*
"It's gonna be okay, Janet. They have him in an emergency room and they're operating right now. He'll be fine." But there was a doubtful quiver in Terri's voice.
"I'm coming down to the hospital."
"Oh, Janet, don't. You don't need that kind of trauma. Jack's really going to--"
Janet hung up and left the apartment.
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To be continued...don't worry, I wouldn't leave you hanging there! Please R&R!
Legal: I do not own the rights to Three's Company or its characters, thanks.
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Prologue
Janet paced the floor anxiously. It was late. He should have been back. His restaurant closed nearly three hours ago. He wasn't dating anyone. Larry hadn't heard from him. It was eerily quiet in the apartment. Terri was working a late shift at the hospital, but Jack...no, he should have been back long before now.
The phone rang and she nearly soiled herself at the sudden sound. It rang again and she rushed to it. *This must be Jack calling to explain why he's late,* she thought determinedly. She picked it up. "Hello?" she queered hopefully.
"Hello, is this the residence of Jack Tripper?" It was a male's voice, but certainly not Jack's.
"Y-yes, yes this is," Janet played worriedly with the phone cord.
"Are you his wife...daughter...sister?"
"I'm his roommate, Janet Wood." Janet felt her heartbeat quicken. Who was this man and why was he calling? There was a dreadful note in his voice that she did not like.
"Miss. Wood, I'm afraid Jack Tripper has been in an accident."
Janet felt as though she had just swallowed an icecube. Her stomach froze over and she lost the feeling in her fingers. Her head spinning she asked for more information. All the man could tell her was what hospital he was in. She thanked him and slammed the phone down on the receiver. She ran into hers and Terri's room wondering if Terri knew. Jack was at her hospital.
She dug her shoes out from under the bed and quickly slipped them on. She threw on her jacket and started to head to the door when the phone rang again. Heaving a frustrated sigh she answered it. "Hello?" This time her voice was very shaky.
"Janet!" It was Terri. "Oh, Janet, don't wig out, okay, but Jack's--"
"Been in an accident," Janet finished. "I know. A police officer called just before you did."
"So that's why I couldn't get ahold of you. Janet, why didn't you call and tell me Jack wasn't home yet? Or did he just run out to get something?"
"No, Terri, he never--" The words stuck in Janet's throat. *He never came home...*
"It's gonna be okay, Janet. They have him in an emergency room and they're operating right now. He'll be fine." But there was a doubtful quiver in Terri's voice.
"I'm coming down to the hospital."
"Oh, Janet, don't. You don't need that kind of trauma. Jack's really going to--"
Janet hung up and left the apartment.
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To be continued...don't worry, I wouldn't leave you hanging there! Please R&R!