Mechanics of a Relationship.

Summary: Another drabble.

Note: I don't know if the Tomcat actually has an exhaust, but i assume it must.

Disclaimer: The characters from Jag and the whole concept doesn't belong to me.

Harm cried out in surprise and pain as the heavy aircraft part slammed down onto him. The mechanic perched on top of the nearby tomcat jumped down and hurried over to where Meg Austin was looking from him to her partner, a look of intense disapproval on her face.

" Sorry sir." The mechanic apologized, as Harm picked himself up of the ground.

" That hurt." Harm said to no one in particular.

" Are you going to report me?" The mechanic asked.

" No."

" Yes."

Meg and Harm looked at each other.

" No."

" Yes."

" No." Harm said firmly.

" Harm."

" Meg. Please." The mechanic didn't miss the look that passed between the two lawyers.

" Er, can I go sir?"

" Yeah. Just, be careful. And you're going totally the wrong way about fixing that bird. The exhaust's clogged up."

The mechanic watched in amazement as the pair walked off, arguing loudly. He shook his head and went to check the exhaust. It was indeed clogged up. He shook his head again in amazement.