"Texas Gal"

Author: Haruo Chikamori

E-mail: hhchikamori

Rating: M

Classification: Very short story – ficlet almost

Spoilers: N/A

Summary: Animal's F-14 Tomcat – Harm's reaction to "Texas Gal".

DISCLAIMER: The characters Harm Rabb, Jr., Sarah "Mac" Mackenzie, Meg Austin, AJ Chegwidden, Bud Roberts, Harriet Sims-Roberts et al. belong (in concept if not name) to CBS/Bellisarius. Animal and all OC characters are the property of Heather and Hugo Chikamori. No profit is being made from this story, nor is any infringement intended.

JAG Headquarters

Falls Church, VA

Harm looked in on his long-time partner, Meg Austin. Noticing a framed photo of an F-14 Tomcat of the VF-41 Black Aces, he grinned. "Hey…Meg. When did you start liking airplanes?"

Meg shot a sunshine-like smile back at him. "Well…ever since a particular F-14 jock decided to put nose-art dedicated to me on his F-14 Tomcat." She replied playfully.

Harm inspected the photo. It was an air-to-air shot of an F-14 and the nose-art clearly stating on the side Texas Gal.

"You know that most fighter jocks put up naked pictures of women on the side of their F-14 Tomcat" he notified her with a smug air of the 'ex-fighter jock'.

"Really? I didn't know that." Meg replied with a saucy smile.

"Fast Eagle 100…isn't that Animal's bird?" Meg nodded as Harm queried taking a closer look at the framed photo on the wall. "Your relationship must be getting serious if he's putting up a tribute to you on his aircraft."

"Oh…it is…" Meg replied, her expression even saucier than usual.

"Well, at least he didn't do the usual fighter jock thing and put you up on the side in all your birthday glory." Harm said.

At that retort, Meg decided that she'd had enough of the interrogation. "Shows you how much you know. This was the original." She reached into her desk and pulled out a photo handing it to Harm. "There…"

Harm inspected the photo. It showed Meg, stylishly drawn, bare shouldered at a tilt located inside of the heart; the edge of the heart cut off her cleavage, leaving her nudity to one's imagination. He started feeling kind of light headed, woozy then it seemed like the light cut off.

There was a resounding thud and scurrying of feet as Mac came into the office, a look of concern on her face, first checking to see if Meg was alright, then Mac looked down at Harm who had a photo in his hand, laid out on the floor, passed out cold.

"Saw Animal's preview nose-art, did he?" Mac grinned at her friend.

"Yep."

******THE END*****