Disclaimer: I Don't Own JAG
Story takes place after Psychic Warrior during season 5 everything after that is ignored.
Nichole Rabb arrived home from a school field hockey game on Saturday afternoon. She had gotten a ride home from her friend's mom. Nich knew that her mom was not going to be at the game because she had to work, but Nich was used to it. Her dad had no idea that she existed so Nich and her mom always made do with each other, in Nich's eyes it was all she needed.
Nich opened the door to the still empty house and headed to her room upstairs. She was putting her uniform in the dirty clothes hamper when the phone rang. The fourteen- year old jumped to answer the phone, hoping that it was her mom asking if she wanted Chinese or pizza. However, that call was the one that changed Nich's life.
Nich placed the phone up to her ear, "Hello?"
"Yes, is this Nichole Rabb?" The voice on the other line said.
"Yeah, what can I do for you?" Nich asked.
"My name is Nurse Lane. Your mother Melissa Reid was brought into the hospital today. Do you have a way of getting here?" The nurse asked.
"No I don't, is she okay?" Nich asked.
"We will send over an officer to come get you." The woman then hung up the phone.
Less than ten minuets later Nich was sitting in a police car with an officer on her way to the hospital. When she got there, the officer led Nich to her mother's room. Slowly Nich walked into the room to see her mother hooked up to a ventilator and IVs in both of her arms.
Nich stared at the frail woman that was a fragment of what her mother used to be. The doctor walked in the room behind her. "Are you her daughter?" The doctor asked.
Nich turned around and faced the doctor, "yeah, what happened?"
"My name is Doctor Kendil. Your mother was in a really bad car accident about two hours ago. We don't know if she'll make it." The doctor said truthfully. Nichole turned back around and looked at her mother. What will I do with out her, where will I go? Nichole asked herself.
"Can I stay here?" She asked the doctor.
"Do you have anyone to call to stay with a relative or something?" The doctor asked.
"No not that I know of." Nichole stated.
"You can stay here for now. I'll figure something out." With that the Doctor walked out of the room.
Later that evening the doctor had someone look up Nichole's birth certificate to see if they could contact anyone. They found the name of Nichole's father a Harmon Rabb JR. Dr. Kendil continued to look through the hospitals records to see if they had a contact number for Mr. Rabb, instead she found the number of his mother, Patricia Burnett. Dr. Kendil dialed the number.
The phone rang twice before Trish picked it up, "Hello."
"Hi is this Patricia Burnett?" the voice asked.
"Yes it is."
"My name is Dr. Kendil. Is your son Harmon Rabb JR." Dr. Kendil asked.
"Yes he is. Is there something wrong with him?"
"No ma'am. We have his daughter Nichole Rabb here at the hospital. Her mother is going to die soon and the child has no where to go."
Trish was shocked, Harm didn't have any children. "I'm sorry but Harm doesn't have a daughter."
"Well, on Nichole's birth certificate he is listed as the father. The girl is fourteen years old."
"What is the name of her mother?" Trish asked. She had remembered every relationship her son had been in.
"Melissa Reid," the doctor said.
Trish remembered Melissa Reid. The math seemed correct. Melissa and Harm had dated for a while when he had spent some time at home. The two broke up because they realized that they were not right for each other. What Trish remembered most about the young woman was her wavy red hair. "Oh, I'll be there as soon as I can."
Doctor Kendil went back up to the hospital room where Melissa Reid laid close to death, her daughter sitting next to her. "Nichole," Dr. Kendil said, breaking the silence that was in the room. Nichole turned around and looked at the doctor with her deep blue eyes. "I was able to get in contact with your father's mother. She said she would be here as soon as she could."
"But my father doesn't know about me, that's what my mom said." Nich told the doctor.
"Neither did your grandmother, but she believed me when I told her." Dr. Kendil said. He left the girl alone in the room with her mother.
Later that night, before Trish got to the hospital, Melissa Reid passed away. Nichole waited in the waiting room for her grandmother to come and pick her up.
Patricia walked into the waiting room and looked around. She then headed to the desk to ask about her grand daughter. However, before she got to the desk she spotted a young girl with red hair and blue eyes staring into space. Trish stared at the girl for a little while and noted how much she looked like her mother, and yet how much she still looked like her father. Trish knew that the child was her grand daughter.
Trish walked up to the girl and sat down next to her. "You must be Nichole." Trish stated.
The girl broke out of her trance and stared at the older woman who had sat down next to her.
"Yeah, that's me Nichole Rabb." Nich replied.
"My name is Patricia Burnett, but you can call me Trish."
Nich looked the woman over and took in her features. She seemed nice enough. So this is my grandmother. Nich thought. The doctor had told her the name of the woman he had called to come and get her from the hospital.
"You look so much like Lissa, but you have your father's eyes." Trish said.
"I hear that a lot, except for the eyes part." Nich said without much feeling.
"I'll let Dr. Kendil know that I am here and that I'll take you home with me. Then I will give Harm a call. He will be surprised to say the least." Trish said as she got up and went in search of Dr. Kendil.