TITLE: The Desperate Measure
AUTHOR: Vid Z.
PAIRING: canon
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AUTHOR'S NOTES: Yeah, I know Harm wouldn't do that, but with the way Mac behaved herself I wouldn't have been wondering had he snapped and done something like this.
Btw., please have the courtesy to review if you read it.
SUMMARY: desperate times call for desperate measures and Harm is really desperate.
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Harm sighed in irritation. Mac was in a bad mood, again, and she was taking it out on everybody around her. Again.
She'd just stormed out of his office after she'd snarled at him, again, and slammed the door shut with such force that the glass rattled in their panes.
Through the open blinds Harm saw her bark at some hapless Seamen and the poor women scattered like pidgeons.
'The woman really needs to get laid.' he muttered and a light bulb flashed to life above his head.
He never would've thought of doing this, but desperate times call for desperate measures.
He picked up the phone and dialled the number he wished he never would've needed to know.
- Brumby. -
"Brumby, it's Rab."
- What do you want, Rabb? -
"Look, Bugme, I don't know what kind of problems you and Mac are having and frankly I don't give a damn. All I know is that she's been making everyone around her miserable. I'm close to demanding a transfer to Alaska for her. Fix it!"
- And how am I supposed to do that? -
"I don't know. Hell, give her a good hard screw when she comes home, I don't care, just fix it. You'll do everyone involved a favor."
- And if I don't? You and I don't like each other, you know that and I know that. She's taking her aggressions out on you. Which is something I should be celebrating now, if I think of it. It seems like I would be doing you a favor. Why should I do that? -
"Because otherwise I'm going to do something drastic."
- Like what? Screw her yourself? -
"No, strangle her. I wouldn't do her, we don't have that kind of relationship and frankly I'm glad about it. But if you don't do it yourself I'm gonna buy her a vibrator and then your days with her, my friend, are numbered because she won't need nor want you anymore."
With that Harm slammed down the phone and locked the door, closing the blinds.
He'd just have to get through the next hours and everything would go back to normal again, no matter how that would be achieved.
Whatever normal at JAG HQ was.
THE END
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