A/N: My third JAG fic! I'm very excited about writing this. However, I'm not overly educated with Naval ships, I only know what JAG and Wikipedia has taught me, so if you can correct me on anything, I won't be offended.

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JAG Headquarters
Falls Church, Virginia

"Harm, you've just got to learn to accept it! The rules clearly state that you aren't allowed to buy any countries the first time around" exclaimed Mac.

"Hey, I don't need the rules to play the stupid game, I'm a lawyer" retorted Harm.

"Yes, you're a lawyer, lawyers are supposed to play by the rules, especially the military kind" smirked Mac, who had clearly already won the argument.

Harm sighed. Sarah MacKenzie wasn't someone to let these things slip easily, rules were rules and as long as you were playing Who's The Richest with Sarah MacKenzie, you played by the rules.

"Going into the international property market already?" came Admiral Chegwidden's voice from Petty Officer Tiner's door.

"No sir" said Harm, standing at attention with Mac.

Chegwidden smirked. "In my office now, yellow plane and blue plane"

"I was the invisible plane, Harm stole them all" muttered Mac.

"What was that, MacKenzie?" asked Harm.

"Nothing" she smiled innocently.

Harm and Mac followed Chegwidden to his office, which Harm closed the door behind them, then took his place Next to Mac in front of the Admiral's desk.

"Take a seat, you two" said Chegwidden, gesturing to the two plush leather chairs behind them.

Once Harm and Mac were comfortably seated he began to speak.

"There has been an incident aboard the USS Terminal involving two Naval officers, a... Lieutenant Taylor Preston and Lieutenant Commander Angus Williams" said Chegwidden, glancing at the paper in front of him.

It was silent for a few moments, until Rabb couldn't resist the urge to ask.

"Admiral, by any chance, were they fraternising in a more than an 'Oh, I know you, we serve on the same ship together' way?" he questioned.

The Admiral snorted

"No, Rabb, they're not. However, there are two people I know that should do that" he said quietly.

"Then that's one thing crossed off the list, what exactly did they do, Sir?" asked Mac.

"Well, if Commander Rabb had allowed me to finish, I would've told you that they're the two prime suspects for pushing Lieutenant JG Emily Harwood off the ship, so we're sending you two to investigate, you'll be leaving in two hours, I sincerely hope you have your sea bags with you" said Chegwidden, informing Harm and Mac of their latest case.

Harm and Mac stood up from their chairs.

"Was there anything else, Sir?" asked Mac.

"No, dismissed" said Chegwidden.

"Aye aye, Sir" said Harm and Mac in unison and begun to make their way to the door, or as the Admiral would affectionately call it "the hatch".

"Oh, and Rabb?" called Chegwidden.

"Yes, Admiral?" asked Harm.

"Don't even think of taking Who's The Richest on board" commanded Chegwidden, not looking up from his paperwork.

"Yes, Sir" replied Harm.

He then turned to find Mac in the doorway, smiling at him, and mouthing the word 'rematch".