Title: Daddy's Girl

Author: Redhood16

Summary: Harm discovers that he has a daughter and brings her to be with him. With the help of Mac, and the JAG team- he'll make a great father. I'm sorry for the massive delay in updating- more to come, I promise.

Disclaimer: Okay, I realize that my timing isn't exactly accurate in this story. But I thought it would be interesting if Harm had a young daughter, that wasn't too young or too old. So please bare with me and just go with it. Also, none of these characters belong to me… except Jillian and her entourage, but I am willing to share.

Belmont Home For Youth

Harm turned off the ignition and fiddled with the keys in his hand. He was nervous.

"Well, we're here."

"Yes, we are," Mac, who was sitting in the passenger seat, said with a smile. "The next step would be to get out of the car."

"I'm working on it," Harm grinned- though distracted. "By the way Mac- thanks."

"For what?"

"Coming with me, putting up with me these last few days, being there for me… everything- I know I've been somewhat of a case lately."

Mac smiled, "Nothing new," she teased, "But seriously, it's not a problem Harm, you would've done the same for me." Harm raised an eyebrow. "Assuming of course that I had a daughter that I just found out existed."

They both chuckled, and it relieved a little tension- but not much.

"So, ready to get out of the car yet?"

"Yeah- let's go."

They made their way across the parking lot.

"Harm, you're shaking like a leaf." Mac whispered, "What kind of impression do you think it will give her?" she teased.

"That her father is so nervous that he's gonna-"

"Harm, relax," Mac turned him so that he was facing her and made him make eye contact. "It'll be okay- she won't freak out."

"I don't know about that."

"Harm." Mac said sternly.

"Okay, I'll relax." He took a deep breath and pulled open the door to the Belmont City Home for Youth.

"Commander Harmon Rabb I presume?" Asked the woman in the main office when he and Mac entered, eyeing their uniforms.

"Yes," Harm shook the woman's hand, "this is Major Sarah Mackenzie." Harm gestured to Mac, who held out her hand.

"I'm Christiana Jones, secretary in the main offices." She said shaking Mac's hand and smiling.

"I have an appointment with Mr. Applegate." Harm said.

"That you do," she shuffled through a file on her desk, "I have your daughter's file right here," she handed Harm a few of the papers, "these are the final release papers, you plan on taking her with you today, correct?" She asked.

"Yes, if that's possible." Harm answered.

"Well," she leafed through a few of the top papers in the file. "You have completed all of the necessary papers and her records have been updated and a blood test confirmed your relation to her… all seems to be in order, so I don't see any reason why you couldn't. Mr. Applegate will tell you if there are any problems." She led them into his office and set the file on Mr. Applegate's desk. "I'll get him, it'll just be a moment."

"Thank you," Harm said.

Mr. Applegate entered his office in a huff. "I'm sorry to have kept you waiting, Commander Rabb, the toilets on the boys' floor is stopped up again and it's been hell finding a plumber."

"It's not a problem," Harm answered, "It gave me time to finish the paperwork." He handed the papers to Mr. Applegate who smiled.

"Oh, excellent." He said, and then looked over at Mac. "I don't believe we've met, I am Simon Applegate, one of the headmasters here at Belmont."

"It's nice to meet you Mr. Applegate, I am Major Mackenzie, the Commander and I work together."

Mr. Applegate's eyes widened a bit, "Whew, Jillian sure is going to have an interesting life." Mac smiled. "Everything is settled, all that's left is to introduce you to your daughter Commander."

"How has she been lately with the news of me coming to get her?" Harm asked.

"Well, considering that we haven't told her yet…"

"What?"

"Commander, you must realize the potential for disappointment in a place like this. There are many instances of parents backing out of an adoption- our policy over the years has changed to accommodate the children's emotional well being."

"Of course, I just assumed-"

"Don't worry," Mr. Applegate interrupted, "we'll help you through this part."

"Thank you."

"He's a little nervous." Mac said on Harm's behalf.

"As he should be, this is a big moment for the both of them. I believe that she's in the south field working with some of the boys today."

"The boys?" Harm asked.

"Yes," Mr. Applegate smiled, "most of the girls prefer the cleaning chores, but Jillian is among a few of the girls prefers the manual labor that most of the boys choose. The project today is cutting up some of the fallen trees from the storm we had the other night for firewood, I think. I'll send Ms. Jones to fetch her- Ms. Jones?"

Ms. Jones stuck her head in the doorway, "Yes?"

"Would you please bring Jillian to my office-"

Mr. Jones gave a little smiled and then said, "Sir, she's waiting in the hall."

All three of them looked at her confused.

"But I haven't sent for her yet, how-"

"One of the counselors sent her, she was caught jumping out of that tree in the south field again."

Mr. Applegate sighed, and then turned to Harm and Mac to explain, "They're not allowed in the tree's anymore on account of your daughter, Commander. She'd climb to the highest branch she could reach and then jump out."

"Jump out?" Mac asked a little amused.

"Usually into a pile of leaves or something, but she did it so much that pretty soon all of the kids were doing it. You wouldn't believe the amount of broken bones and injuries that year."

Harm was smiling.

"Well, that sounds like your daughter, Harm." Mac said amused.

"Ms. Jones, could you please send her in."

"Certainly, sir."

A few minuets later, a dark haired little girl who looked to be about nine years old stormed into Mr. Applegate's office. Harm and Mac had moved to the back corner before she saw them.

"First of all, I didn't actually jump out of the tree-" she said.

Mr. Applegate put on a serious face, but he had a sparkle behind his eyes let Harm and Mac know that he was going to let her keep digging her own grave for some fun.

"But you were going to."

"You can't prove that!" Jillian said, in a tone a little below a shout.

"Yup, that's your daughter Harm." Mac whispered.

Jillian whipped around and her expression of anger faded and she hung her head.

"I'm sorry sir, I didn't realize you had company."

"I'm glad that you know when to hold your tongue, Jillian." Mr. Applegate said smiling.

Harm stepped toward her, "She's like her father," he said.

"My father?" Jillian said as she turned to Mr. Applegate then back to Harm, "You know my father?"

"Jillian," Mr. Applegate said, "meet Commander Harmon Rabb Jr.- your father."

"Hu?" Jillian's eyes were wide and she barely comprehended what was being said to her.

"That's right, Jillian. I'm your dad." Harm confirmed.

She stared at him for quite awhile before she finally said, "Commander Harmon Rabb Jr… that's kind of a long name."

"Most people just call him Harm," Mac said with a smile.

"Who are you?" she asked, "My step-mother?"

Mac looked up at Harm who stared back at her blankly.

"Uh, no." She said sitting in one of the chairs so that they were eye level, "I'm your dad's

partner, we're friends."

"Must be really good friends if you came with him today." Jillian answered.

"Yes." Mac said smiling.