6am. An alarm goes off. A hand reached out and shut it off. He sat up on the bed and ran a hand over his face. Why was he up this early again? Right. Sam needed a walk.<br/><br/>Rowan always got up at 6am everyday. Everyday he had to remind himself why he was up. After all, for years he got up that early when he was a soldier. It's very different to be back in civilian life.<br/><br/>Finally he got up and went to the restroom before getting dressed in the jeans, undershirt and over button-up t, plaid red and white. He was pretty thin. If he tucked in the undershirt it would look forced to be where it was and not naturally there from his stomach.<br/><br/>Why was he back in civilian life much younger than most veterans? His final day in the field a rogue bomb on the side of the road where Sam hadn't been sniffing went off. He was lucky he didn't lose a limb. But he was unlucky to have lost something.<br/><br/>After being fully dressed, he put the generic-looking eye patch on. Kids on the street called him the pirate and made jokes and rumors about his eye patch. If they knew the truth, they'd be pale as death.<br/><br/>Finally, Rowan went into the living room and say sa his chair. "Good morning, Samantha." A beautiful German Shepherd stood out of her dog bed and went over to him, sitting in front of him with her head tilted. This is how she would be in the mornings back in the field, waiting for orders.<br/><br/>Rowan smiled and scratched the top of her head. "How's my girl this morning?" Sam licked his hand in response, indicating she was well and ready for her walk. Rowan grabbed his boots and put them on before standing, walking over to the door and grabbing the leash next to it. Sam followed. He clipped it to her collar and went out the door.<br/><br/>Just after he locked the door, his phone buzzed in his pocket. Rowan whirled around, ready to leap into action as he thought it was a weapon or bomb. After realizing and relaxing he pulled his phone out. Damn thing, always defaulting to vibrate. He opened it. "Hello?"<br/><br/>"Garland, it's Ryder. Harris has gone awol. The wife and I had him over for dinner last night and he stayed. We had to shove him and lock him in the basement because he tried to attack Mazie."<br/><br/>"He's probably having an episode. I told you not to keep all that war memorabilia in your house. Just toss his medicine into the basement and a bottle of water and tell him to take it..."<br/><br/>"Rowan...he's not that kind of awol...he tried to BITE Mazie."<br/><br/>That got Rowan to attention. "I'll be over as soon as I can." He hung up. "Alright Sam, change of plans." Sam gave off a little woof and pointed her nose to his truck. "Yep, we're going on a car ride." They got in the truck and headed off.<br/><br/>He arrived the same time as a police car. He saw the woman with choppy red hair get out before getting out himself. He had taken off Sam's leash on the way, knowing she'd behave herself. She went over to the policewoman and sniffed her, then looked back to Rowan to show the woman was safe.<br/><br/>"Sorry about Sam. She's a veteran." Rowan walked up to the woman. "Did Jake call you about Luke going awol?"