A/N – Just doing a little Memorial Day Story, hope that you all enjoy it.
Disclaimer – I don't own Jag or Harm and Mac ( believe me if I did things would have been different ) All own are my DVD's and other Jag treasures – So please don't sue me..
Vietnam Wall
Washington DC
It was a sunny hot day in DC just like always this time of year. Commander Harmon Rabb jr, walked up to the place he knows very well. He took his thumb and traced over his father's name. "Happy Memorial Day Dad" He backed up and snapped to attention saluting his father. After that he just stood there for a while, watching the other people come and go. He waited till he was almost all alone.
"Hi dad, I know I've not been here since Christmas to see you. Sorry about that, a lot has happen since then. Not a lot of it was good, but it gave me a chance to realize some stuff about myself. I know if it hadn't been for Sarah and little H, I don't think I would have made. They are my whole world dad. Now I know how you must have felt leaving myself and mom behind. I know I could never leave them. Part of myself would die."
Harm got quite when more people started walking up. He once again stepped back letting the others have there moment with their loved one. He would nod his head when people would acknowledge him. He started back up to the wall. When an older gentleman walked up beside him. "Excuse me sir." Harm looked over towards the older man –"No excuse necessary"
"It's been a long time since I've seen a young man in Naval Dress Whites"
Harm smiled – "Where you Navy?"
"Yes Sir, Petty Officer 1st Class Andrew Thomas."
"Pleasure to meet you Petty Officer. Are you here to honor anyone?"
"I'm here to honor all of them. In someway or the other, I owe all them my life. If they hadn't given theirs, I wouldn't have mine. And for that I'm grateful to them. What about you Commander."
"My dad, I'm here for him. He was shot down on Christmas eve. I was 5 years old, he never came home. ( Harm paused ) Your right if it wasn't for all them on here, I wouldn't have my life and my family."
"Who's your Father Commander? That is if you don't mind me asking."
"Lt Harmon Rabb Sr. The mans eyes got wide and now he really took a good look at Harm. "I see it now, you look just like Hammer. Without the mustache."
"You knew my father?"
"Yes Sir, I was his plane Captain." Harm just stood there for a minute. "Your father was the best in the sky. No one could hold a candle to him, when he went down. The atmosphere on the whole ship changed, no one was the same. We lost our friend and brother in arms. He use to carry and photo of the both of you with him whenever he flew. I remember him saying once 'That boy of mine is going to do great things with his life and I can't wait to see him do it' – he was very proud of you Commander. I see you're a pilot ?"
"Every now and then, I'm a JAG lawyer now, so is my wife."
"Is your wife Navy as well?"
"No she's a Marine."
"Awe I see. Thank you for you time Commander. I'll let you finish here with your father." Harm watched the Petty Officer walk away. Just as he started to turn back and face the wall, another figure walked up.
"Little Harm"
Harm couldn't believe his eye's. Is he really standing in front of him? Or is his mind just playing with him.
"Dad?"
"Yes son it's me, I cant stay long. But I had to see you. I have to tell you how proud I am of the man, husband and father you have become. Take care of Sarah, and my grandchildren."
"Dad I don't understand? We only have little Harm."
"She'll tell you when she's ready to son, they always do. Just take care of them for now. Give my namesake a hug and kiss for me. I love you little Harm."
Harm stood there and watched as his father walk away from him, he took off after him. But he was gone as fast as he showed up. Harm just stood looking around, trying wrap his mind around everything that had taken place. He glanced over when he felt a hand on his shoulder.
"Sarah"
"We where getting worried about you. Are you okay"
"I'm not sure what I am."
"Harm what happen?"
Harm looked down little Harm, his big blue eyes looking up at his daddy. "I met my dad's plane captain."
"Really, that's wonderful. I get the feeling there's more to this?"
"I saw my dad, I…I talked to him Sarah." Harm looked back down at his 6 mouth old son. "He said he's proud of me…( He sniffled ) My dad is proud of me."
Mac didn't care who was watching them, in that moment all she cared about was her husband. She took him in her arms and pulled him to her. She let him cry on her shoulder. After a while she felt his breathing return to normal.
"All better now?"
"For now, why don't we take little H, to visit grandpa."
"Okay" Mac picked up him up from the ground where he had decided to sit down.
"Let me carry him."
"Oh I don't think so, not while your wearing dress whites. I'm not having those get dirty from him."
"Please humor me." Mac looked at Harm funny. But handed him over to his daddy. They made there way back over to the wall, Harm showed little H his grandpa's name. He explained to him who he's named for. Little H looked at his daddy. He reached his little hand to wall. "Pa" he said. Harm and Mac looked at each other.
"Little H what did you say?" Harm couldn't believe what he heard.
He pointed again – "Pa"
"Oh Harm he said 'Pa' he knows that's his grandpa"
Harm pointed to his father's name. "Little H who's name is this?"
"Pa"
"That's right 's your grandpa."
Little H started looking around. He started waving his hand and pointing "Pa,Pa"
Harm and Mac looked to where he was waving and pointing too, neither one saw anyone. Harm had a hunch that his son was looking at grandpa. Harm smiled and looked up at the sky. "Thanks dad"
A/N – A very Happy Memorial Day to all the men and woman that have served, and currently do. Thank you!
