It's a quiet morning, and for once you don't hear Jack grumbling, yelling or even swearing as he's wont to do. In fact, the usual early riser is still snoring in his room, and it's quite a change from your daily routine.

He finally joins you some twenty minutes later, grumbling as usual as he descends the stairs with a relatively light step compared to his ex-military build.

The doorbell rings and you barely look up from your cell phone as Krauser reaches the door.

The sound of a female voice disturbs you.

"Ah, my darling! It's been so long! You're eating well and what have you done to your face? You didn't have those ugly scars before!"

"Mom... but what..." begins Jack.

"Not another word!" cuts off the blond-haired, gray-eyed lady who is none other than Krauser's mother. "I'll take good care of you!"

She comes back into the room with her luggage and doesn't hide her surprise at noticing you in the kitchen, while Jack is embarrassed. He hadn't yet told her he was living with someone.