A/N This is set in about 2013 or 2014, in an AU. Harm is now JAG and married to Jen, Mattie has been adopted and has graduated Annapolis.

Loren Singer survived and is now the mother of a teenager.

Crossover with Army Wives (after the end of Army Wives).

This is my first fanfic (not the first I have written, but the first to be published), so reviews are very much appreciated.

Disclaimer: I don't own JAG or Army Wives.

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JAG HQ, Falls Church, 1843 ZULU

„Madam Secretary, of course we will deal with the case of Seaman White." RADM Harmon Rabb Jr. said.

Bobby Latham smiled. She had known exactly how he would react. "Very well, Harm. A lot has changed in those past decades but sometimes it is still a shame how the Navy treats women."

Both looked to the phone as it rang. "Garcia, I told you to hold all calls, while I'm in a meeting with the SecNav."

"I know, Sir. But this is about a family emergency." the yeoman answered.

"Admiral Rabb."

"Good afternoon, Admiral. I'm Denise Sherwood from Mercer Hospital in Fort Marshall-Bring. You are listed as an Emergency contact for a Lieutenant JG Matilda Rabb?"

"Yes, that's my daughter. What happened?"

"Sir, she was brought into the ER about an hour ago. Apparently she got caught in a traffic accident. The FD recognized the military uniform and so they brought her here."

"How is she?"

"She's in surgery right now. She appears to have a broken femur and a couple of cracked ribs."

"Thank you. Goodbye."

Bobby Latham watched anxiously Harm's pale face. "What's wrong, Harm?"

"It's Mattie. She's been in a traffic accident."

"We can easily break this meeting up now, if you need to get there."

"Thanks for the offer, Bobby. But no, I'll at least get someone to take care of that favorite case of yours. Garcia!"

"Yes, Sir!"

"Get me Commander Singer and Lieutenant Commander Mayfield!"

"Aye aye, Sir!"

"Commander Singer, Lieutenant Commander Mayfield reporting as ordered, Sir!"

"At ease. Commanders, I have a highly sensitive case for the two of you. Seaman White has apparently not been able to work out a family care plan for her toddler when her deployment came up. She missed movement and was detained at the brig in Norfolk. I want the two of you to investigate and decide whether to put her on court-martial or not."

"Aye-aye, Sir!"

"And send me Vukovic in!"

"Lieutenant Commander Vukovic reporting as ordered, Sir!"

"At ease, Commander. I will be out of office tomorrow. Since Singer and Mayfield are going to Norfolk, you are the most senior JAG in this office."

"Me, Sir?"

"Yes, you. It took you a while, but eventually you came around as a not so bad officer."

"Thank you, Sir."

"That would be all, dismissed."

"Aye-aye, Sir."

Joint Base Marshall-Bring, Charleston SC, 1027 ZULU

"Good Morning, I am here for my daughter, Lieutenant JG Rabb."

The nurse at the desk looked up and saw a man in a Navy Uniform towering over her.

"Navy?"

"Yes."

She typed a couple of keys on her computer. "Post-Op ward. Room 217. Second Floor."

"Thank You."

Harm and Jennifer walked through the corridors of the Hospital. Finally they found the right room, knocked and entered.

JAG HQ, Falls Church VA, 1103 ZULU

Staff call was a little thin, with Rabb gone to visit his daughter. With Mayfield and Singer on their way to Norfolk, the shortage of staff was noticeable.

"Good Morning. As you all know, the Admiral has been called away to attend his daughter in a hospital. I don't know how severe it is, or how long he will be gone, but let's hope it all turns out well." Vukovic began, "Lieutenant Tiner, you'll defend Ensign Lynch, charged with arson."

"Yes, Sir."

"Next up, Petty Officer Wells. She was raped aboard the USS Stockdale. Lieutenant Anders, the case is yours."

"Aye, Sir."

"That's all for today. Dismissed." Vukovic said.