With all the Christmas fics that are coming up, I figured, what the heck?
I'll give it a shot! Just want to let you know, I'm a hard-core Webbie, so
this is going to make Webb look good :D And I just wrote this out in one
night, so if it's crappy, I'M SORRY!! Anyway, please, let me know what you
think! I want to know if I should finish it.
1100 ZULU
JAG HEADQUARTERS
FALLS CHURCH, VA
Clayton Webb stepped off the elevator, and looked around. Nobody was in sight. Webb reached back into the elevator car, and lifted his bag out. He headed for some of the offices, Harm's, Mac's, Sturgis's, and that new lawyer, Manetti. In each office, on the desk, he left a small, wrapped Christmas gift. With only Tiner's and the Admiral's left, Clay headed that way. Smiling, he left Tiner's on his desk, and creaked the Admiral's door open gently. The TV was on, but the room was empty. Leaving the Admiral's gift next to the TV remote, Clay hurried to get out before he was noticed. Getting to his car, he hurried to go finish his Christmas shopping.
* * *
1700 ZULU
JAG HEADQUARTERS
FALLS CHURCH, VA
"Admiral?" Harm knocked on the door.
"Enter!" The Admiral's voice called from within.
"Sir?" Harm stepped in, and held out his unopened gift. "Do you have any idea who this is from?"
"I have no clue Commander." A.J. held up his own gift, also unopened. "I'm trying to figure out weather I want to open mine or not." Harm nodded. "Anything else Commander?"
"No, sir." Harm snapped to attention.
"Very well, then. Dismissed." A.J. looked at his present suspiciously as Harm left.
* * *
Harm decided to open it. He did, and stared. There was a tag on the inside of the box. It was a Rolex, and it was from Webb. Harm shook his head in surprise, and looked up as someone knocked on his door. Sturgis poked his head in.
"Harm, do you know where I can contact Mr. Webb?" Harm walked over to him.
"He got you something too, huh?"
"Yeah," Sturgis nodded, and held out a pocket-watch. Harm held it in his hand, and admired the submarine engraved on the cover. He opened it, and squinted at the back of the cover.
"Gold-plated. Wow!" Harm handed Sturgis' watch back to him.
"Yeah, and Tiner got a pocket-watch too. His has a battle-ship on it." Sturgis put his watch in his pocket. Harm shook his head and headed out the door.
"Join me for lunch?" Harm gestured for the elevators.
"Sure!" Sturgis followed Harm. Before they got too far, they ran into Mac. She was smiling about something. Mac looked up at Harm and smiled.
"Webb sure has good taste!" She held out an open box. In it was a red pendant on a gold chain, with matching earrings and a bracelet. All of them were simple, yet elegant. Mac held the necklace up to her neck. "It's ruby. I'm going to go write him a thank-you card right now!" Mac hurried to her office. Harm and Sturgis looked at each other and shrugged. Getting to the elevators, Sturgis realized he had left his coat in his office. He ran back to get it, and Commander Manetti walked over to greet Harm.
"Good afternoon, Commander!" She grinned happily.
"Good afternoon, Commander." Harm looked at Tracy questioningly. "Have you been good this year?"
"Oh, I believe I have!" Tracy held out a matching jewelry set almost identical to Mac's. "It's all real emerald!" Harm smiled at her. "You will have to introduce me to Mr. Webb soon, Commander!" Manetti smiled wider.
"Well, have a good day Commander." Harm nodded to Manetti as she headed for her office. Sturgis reappeared, and he and Harm went out for lunch.
* * *
0100 ZULU
UNION STATION, DC
"Well, Harm, what do you think we should get Webb?" Mac crossed her arms. They had been walking around for almost an hour-and-a-half, and Harm couldn't make up his mind for Webb's Christmas gift.
"I don't know." Harm flung his hands in the air, disappointed. "I just can't find anything I think he'd like."
"Speak of the Devil, and he shall appear. We'd better hold this conversation." Mac turned, smiling, to greet a familiar, shopping-bag laden, figure.
"What are you two doing here?" Webb stopped studying a receipt as he walked up, and put it in his pocket.
"Oh, you know." Harm shrugged. "Hey, thank you, though, for the watch, and everything. It was really a surprise. Thank you." Clay shook his head.
"Don't mention it. Please? I wasn't too sure, but then I just figured."
"Well, while you are accepting thank-yous," Mac quickly gave Clay a peck on the cheek. "Thank you so much for these!" Mac fingered the necklace she was wearing. Clay shrugged
"You're welcome."
Harm looked up in shock. They had walked out to the main road already, and it was starting to snow, hard. Harm shivered.
"Well, I suppose I'd better get on home." Clay blinked against the snowflakes. "I'll see you later." Clay started to walk to his car, which was almost across the entire parking lot. Harm and Mac hopped into Harm's car, and turned the heating up full blast. Harm and Mac sat in a tired silence for ten minutes as they (and the car) warmed up.
"Is he still there?" Mac looked over towards Webb's car.
"I guess so." Harm put the car in gear, and drove across the empty parking lot. Webb's car was still there. As they pulled up, Mac's eyes opened wide, and she jumped out. Harm followed as he noticed what Mad had seen.
"Harm."
Mac stared. Webb was laying in the snow next to his car, his shopping bags ripped and also laying on the ground. Shocked, Harm and Mac watched the snow fall from the dark sky to cover Clay. There was a growing red splotch high on his chest. Harm slowly bent down as a confounded frown creased his forehead. Mac suddenly noticed, sort of detachedly, that there were no sounds at all. No cars, people, sirens, wind, nothing. Perplexed by the situation, and half out of it, Mac bit her lip as Clay sighed painfully.
* * *
1100 ZULU
JAG HEADQUARTERS
FALLS CHURCH, VA
Clayton Webb stepped off the elevator, and looked around. Nobody was in sight. Webb reached back into the elevator car, and lifted his bag out. He headed for some of the offices, Harm's, Mac's, Sturgis's, and that new lawyer, Manetti. In each office, on the desk, he left a small, wrapped Christmas gift. With only Tiner's and the Admiral's left, Clay headed that way. Smiling, he left Tiner's on his desk, and creaked the Admiral's door open gently. The TV was on, but the room was empty. Leaving the Admiral's gift next to the TV remote, Clay hurried to get out before he was noticed. Getting to his car, he hurried to go finish his Christmas shopping.
* * *
1700 ZULU
JAG HEADQUARTERS
FALLS CHURCH, VA
"Admiral?" Harm knocked on the door.
"Enter!" The Admiral's voice called from within.
"Sir?" Harm stepped in, and held out his unopened gift. "Do you have any idea who this is from?"
"I have no clue Commander." A.J. held up his own gift, also unopened. "I'm trying to figure out weather I want to open mine or not." Harm nodded. "Anything else Commander?"
"No, sir." Harm snapped to attention.
"Very well, then. Dismissed." A.J. looked at his present suspiciously as Harm left.
* * *
Harm decided to open it. He did, and stared. There was a tag on the inside of the box. It was a Rolex, and it was from Webb. Harm shook his head in surprise, and looked up as someone knocked on his door. Sturgis poked his head in.
"Harm, do you know where I can contact Mr. Webb?" Harm walked over to him.
"He got you something too, huh?"
"Yeah," Sturgis nodded, and held out a pocket-watch. Harm held it in his hand, and admired the submarine engraved on the cover. He opened it, and squinted at the back of the cover.
"Gold-plated. Wow!" Harm handed Sturgis' watch back to him.
"Yeah, and Tiner got a pocket-watch too. His has a battle-ship on it." Sturgis put his watch in his pocket. Harm shook his head and headed out the door.
"Join me for lunch?" Harm gestured for the elevators.
"Sure!" Sturgis followed Harm. Before they got too far, they ran into Mac. She was smiling about something. Mac looked up at Harm and smiled.
"Webb sure has good taste!" She held out an open box. In it was a red pendant on a gold chain, with matching earrings and a bracelet. All of them were simple, yet elegant. Mac held the necklace up to her neck. "It's ruby. I'm going to go write him a thank-you card right now!" Mac hurried to her office. Harm and Sturgis looked at each other and shrugged. Getting to the elevators, Sturgis realized he had left his coat in his office. He ran back to get it, and Commander Manetti walked over to greet Harm.
"Good afternoon, Commander!" She grinned happily.
"Good afternoon, Commander." Harm looked at Tracy questioningly. "Have you been good this year?"
"Oh, I believe I have!" Tracy held out a matching jewelry set almost identical to Mac's. "It's all real emerald!" Harm smiled at her. "You will have to introduce me to Mr. Webb soon, Commander!" Manetti smiled wider.
"Well, have a good day Commander." Harm nodded to Manetti as she headed for her office. Sturgis reappeared, and he and Harm went out for lunch.
* * *
0100 ZULU
UNION STATION, DC
"Well, Harm, what do you think we should get Webb?" Mac crossed her arms. They had been walking around for almost an hour-and-a-half, and Harm couldn't make up his mind for Webb's Christmas gift.
"I don't know." Harm flung his hands in the air, disappointed. "I just can't find anything I think he'd like."
"Speak of the Devil, and he shall appear. We'd better hold this conversation." Mac turned, smiling, to greet a familiar, shopping-bag laden, figure.
"What are you two doing here?" Webb stopped studying a receipt as he walked up, and put it in his pocket.
"Oh, you know." Harm shrugged. "Hey, thank you, though, for the watch, and everything. It was really a surprise. Thank you." Clay shook his head.
"Don't mention it. Please? I wasn't too sure, but then I just figured."
"Well, while you are accepting thank-yous," Mac quickly gave Clay a peck on the cheek. "Thank you so much for these!" Mac fingered the necklace she was wearing. Clay shrugged
"You're welcome."
Harm looked up in shock. They had walked out to the main road already, and it was starting to snow, hard. Harm shivered.
"Well, I suppose I'd better get on home." Clay blinked against the snowflakes. "I'll see you later." Clay started to walk to his car, which was almost across the entire parking lot. Harm and Mac hopped into Harm's car, and turned the heating up full blast. Harm and Mac sat in a tired silence for ten minutes as they (and the car) warmed up.
"Is he still there?" Mac looked over towards Webb's car.
"I guess so." Harm put the car in gear, and drove across the empty parking lot. Webb's car was still there. As they pulled up, Mac's eyes opened wide, and she jumped out. Harm followed as he noticed what Mad had seen.
"Harm."
Mac stared. Webb was laying in the snow next to his car, his shopping bags ripped and also laying on the ground. Shocked, Harm and Mac watched the snow fall from the dark sky to cover Clay. There was a growing red splotch high on his chest. Harm slowly bent down as a confounded frown creased his forehead. Mac suddenly noticed, sort of detachedly, that there were no sounds at all. No cars, people, sirens, wind, nothing. Perplexed by the situation, and half out of it, Mac bit her lip as Clay sighed painfully.
* * *