AN: This is just something that I thought of a few days ago. Hope whoever reads this enjoys it.

Chapter 1 New Assignment

Jag Headquarters

Wednesday Morning

9:45 am

Mac quickly pulled into the JAG parking lot and rushed inside. She was late again for the third day that week and she wanted to avoid ticking Cresswell off. She parked her car, entered the building, and exited the elevator. Mac jogged around the corner and collided with Harm.

"Whoa, slow down there, Mac," Harm said, as he tried to pick up the papers that had been tossed out of his hand.

Mac threw him an apologetic glance and mumbled "Sorry," as she helped him pick up his papers.

"Listen, I'm sorry about last night," Harm said touching Mac's arm. "I was in such a bad state, and I hope that I didn't say anything….embarrassing."

Mac felt a blush rising to her cheeks as she thought of the JAG get together last night. The whole office went out for dinner and drinks. Harm had managed to get pretty wasted and since Mac hadn't drunk anything she offered to drive him home. While they were looking for the light switch Harm had tripped over his own feet and fell on the ground pulling her down with him. She reached up and flicked on the light switch and discovered Harm sprawled out underneath her. Then he tried to tell her that he loved her and kept on trying to kiss her. Mac refused to listen because she knew he was drunk, but she sighed to herself, wishing that he had actually meant all that he said.

"Mac?" Harm asked pulling her out of her thoughts. "Did I say something embarrassing?"

"No," Mac lied. 'I better keep this to myself, after all he doesn't remember anyways.'

"I dropped you home and that was it," she answered, putting her best poker face on. "I need to get to my office, excuse me." She moved past him, but he wouldn't give up so easily.

"What aren't you telling me?" He asked, jogging to catch up with her.

"It you don't remember than I'm not going to tell you."

"Oh, so something embarrassing did happen," Harm persisted.

Mac stopped and turned around to face him. "You're impossible, you know that?"

"Hey, I've been called worse things."

"I've got a lot of work to do," Mac said, as she set her brief case down. "So if you don't mind…."

"Oh, ok," Harm said playing hurt. "I'm going. I know when I'm not wanted."

"It's not like I don't want you…" Her voice trailed off again before she could finish.

Harm raised one eyebrow questioningly but before he could ask what she meant by that, there was a knock on her door.

"Commander, Colonel, am I interrupting?"

"Not at all Coats. In fact I was just leaving the Colonel to her paper work," Harm said, smiling over at her.

'Just impossible,' Mac thought smiling back.

"Cresswell wants to see you both in his office ASAP."

"Thanks, Coats, we'll be right over," Harm answered. He waited for Mac then both of them headed to Cresswell's office.

"Come in," Cresswell said, as they knocked on his door. He handed them each a manila folder and they opened them to find files but most importantly a brochure with the words Wish You Where Here, stamped on the front. A picture of a large cruise ship also covered the front page.

"The Navy Jewel of the Sea?" Harm asked, as he read the brochure.

"Isn't that the new cruise ship the Navy built to raise money for the troops in Iraq?"

"Yes it is, Colonel," Cresswell answered. "As you both probably know this cruise ship takes people too many destinations like Hawaii, Alaska, or the Caribbean. A percent of the money taken from people who stay there is sent over seas to help fund the U.S. troops in the Middle East. What you might not know it that there have been reports of sabotage on board."

"Sabotage?" Harm and Mac asked simultaneously.

"Some people who have stayed on the cruise ship had complained about missing belongings, there was also an epidemic of food poisoning and other kinds of problems of the same sort. This is bad publicity for the cruise liner and the board of directors is thinking of shutting it down. The captain also thinks that all these events are not accidents. The SecNav wants you two to do an undercover investigation to see if these events are just a series of misfortunes or if someone is actually trying to shut down the operation. In these folders you will find your aliases for the next week and a half."

Mac glanced at her folder. "Jennifer Mclay?" Mac asked surprised.

"Jason Mclay?" Harm asked equally surprised.

"We're going undercover as a married couple?"

"Yes," Cresswell answered. "The Sec Nav thought it would be better for you two to go undercover. The last people who went to investigate didn't go undercover and weren't so lucky." Harm and Mac exchanged glances. 'Weren't so lucky?' Mac thought. 'What is that supposed to mean?"

"The Sec Nav has complete confidence in you two and so do I. This means that I expect nothing but the up most professional manner from the both of you," he added, eyeing them carefully.

"Aye, aye, sir," they said.

"Your plane leaves tomorrow. Go home and pack. You're dismissed."

End of chapter 1