Title: The Show Must Go On
Author: Bail's Other Daughter
Disclaimer: I do not own JAG or any of its characters.
Note: This is just a humorous little piece that I thought of while writing one of my longer stories. I hate that this is David James' last season of JAG and I wanted to write a piece that took away some of the sting:( Thanks for reading!

Harm and Mac are standing in Mac’s office. She is staring out the window, he is sitting at her desk. It is late on a Friday night and they are working on a case. All others have already left the building.

“All the men in my life just seem to pass by,” Mac says suddenly. “They either get killed, or leave me, or the public hates them so much that the producers force me to break up with them. Chris, Dalton, Mic, Clay. All of them. Even my father’s dead,” she pauses to wipe a tear from her eye. “And now you.”

“You don’t know what’s going to happen,” Harm says, walking over to her.

“Yes I do. I read the script for the season finale. They’re killing you off,” she says, sniffing back a sob.

Harm takes Mac into his arms. “Yes, it’s true. I’m getting old and need to retire. I just can’t stay on the show any more. My family is suffering.”

“Your family!” Mac yells, pushing him away. “You ass! What about me, what about our love, our children that exist on ‘fanfiction dot net’?”

“Mac, darling, calm down.” She is crying hysterically. He slaps her hard across the face.

“Thank you,” she says.

“You’re welcome.” He looks down at her. “Now you know that our children are only myth and not reality. You know that the producers would never really get us together and allow us to be happy. To have children and a house and a dog. They say it would be bad for ratings.”

“Oh, Harm! I just don’t see the logic in that. The producers are idiots! Perhaps if we made up our minds to get together. It would work, my love, it would just have to work!”

“It would never work,” he states.

“It would never work?”

Harm shakes his head and holds her by the shoulders. “No. You have a husband and a daughter, I have a wife and two children. We both have television careers. It would not work out. We would end up squabbling and fighting all the time. The show would be kicked off the air! We can’t allow that to happen.”

Mac sniffles and blows her nose in the hem of Harm’s shirt. “No, that mustn’t happen.”

“That’s my girl. Now I want you to work well with that new ‘soap opera lawyer- wannabe’ that entered the show in last week’s episode. I know that he is obnoxious, self- centered, egotistical, pompous, and not nearly as sexy as me; but I also know that you are able to look past his faults and embrace him for what he really is...” he pauses as tears begin to fall from his eyes. “An unworthy replacement for myself!”

Harm begins to sob uncontrollably and Mac wraps her arms around him. “Oh, Harm don’t worry. I’ll learn to love him as I love you! I will, I will!”

Harm gains his composure and wipes his eyes with the back of his hand. “Thank you, Mac. It comforts me to know you will be taken care of in case you are captured by another terrorist, or your plane is hijacked again, or another insane stalker comes after you.”

“Harm, you are so good to me!” Mac wails. “I just can’t see myself living without you!” A gleam comes to her eye. “Perhaps my character will go insane after the untimely death of the one she loved!”

Harm sighs. “Who knows? But until something drastic happens, or the network cancels JAG, we must remember something!”

“What’s that Harm?”

“The show must go on!”

“Yes, Harm! Yes, the show must go on. With or- sniffle, sniffle- without you, the show must go on!”