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1500 Zulu

USS Seahawk

Somewhere in the Arabian Sea

Harm sat with a laptop in front of him, watching video of his daughters take off and landings. He could not have been more proud he just wished that she were here so that he could tell her. It had been 72 hours and they had nothing yet. Former Admiral Chegwidden managed to get himself reinstated so that he could assist in the search for Harmony. Harm was in the bunk his daughter and her RIO occupied when he heard Mac walk in. He put the video on pause. "She's good, real good." He started the video and continued watching. "She has yet to miss the first trap since she has been here. She has no issues getting that Hornet on to the ship."

"Harm you already knew this." Mac stated matter-of-factly and smiled seeing the pride in his eyes. "After all she learned from the best." She put her hands on Harm's strong shoulder and rubbed them. "Out of all the aviators on this ship Harmony had the best teacher. I am sure there are many others who would agree with me as well." Mac leaned in and embraced her husband in her arms, her chin resting on his shoulder as she too watched a video clip. "She is a fourth generation aviator Harm…"

"She didn't learn any of this from me, I mean sure I gave her some pointers; but this, those landings…" he looked at Mac. "Harmony has this trick with her hand for landings. I honestly can't figure out how it works, she tried to teach me, but I just didn't catch on. I think it's something with the size of my hand." He held his hand up vertically, "she lines the deck of the ship up with her second knuckle, something like that. It works for her every time." He looked back at the screen. "I don't get why she never told me about this. I talked to the CAG earlier and he had nothing but good things to say about her and he wasn't just being nice because I am her father, he was honest. This was coming from a man who never really liked female aviators much either."

"Harmony didn't like to brag." Mac walked over to the small locker Harmony had and began to clean it up. Mac knew she was "nesting" and figured it was because she was pretty nervous, but she also knew that Harmony hated a mess and wanted it clean for her return. "So it doesn't surprise me that she wouldn't mention it to her. For her it's just another day at the office."

"This is something she should brag about, I would." Harm smirked. The smile on his face faded. "There is a chance she may never fly again, because she may not-"

Mac quickly cut him off she looked at him... "Harm, do not do that. She will fly again and she will be ok. Harmony will be ok. It's my killer Marine instinct telling me." She cast harm a small smile.

"I can't bury my daughter. I cannot go through what I went through with my father again. I can't handle that." He was trying to fight back tears. "Her mother's only wish was that I take care of her and watch out for her, I obviously failed."

"She will be back Harm and you will not have to bury her. I promise you." Mac was a bit startled when she saw tears roll down Harm's cheek. Sure, she had seen him cry before, but it still always put her on edge. She swiped her thumb across his face and wipes off a tear. "No you didn't you are an amazing father, Harm. You have gone above and beyond for her and Harmony knows that. If I had a father like you, I would not have had to turn to the bottle."

"I should have had her six Mac, I am SUPPOSE to have her six." Now Harm was beating himself up. "If I can't trust myself to have her six than how can I trust anyone else? What kind of father am I if I fail her in that aspect?"

"If Harmony knew you were blaming yourself she would kick your ass Captain. She knew the risk she was taking when she went up there and she could have said no. Harmony is YOUR daughter, and from the first time she went up in a fighter jet, she knew what she wanted to do and that was to fly and fight for her country. Harmony knew how dangerous it was and she knew she could have said no."

"She wouldn't stop begging me." Harm smiled slightly, recalling her first time in a Tomcat. It was over ten years ago, but for the Captain it seemed like yesterday. "I asked what she wanted for her 13th birthday and she said to go up in a Tomcat, nothing more. I thought ok she would last a few minutes before she threw up. Harmony proved me wrong though and hung in there; she had so much fun. Four G's and she wanted more. We landed and I asked what she had thought about the flight, and her reply was quote and quote I want to fly one of these when I'm older, I want to be like you. Those simple words were music to my ears, but at the same time, they scared me. They scared me because I knew the risk she was taking and as a parent, I didn't want to have the knock at my door. It made me so sick and I almost threw up. I am living a real life nightmare right now." He again brought his attention to the laptop. "My little girl is out there somewhere, no idea where and no idea if she is even alive."

Mac was about to say something when she saw the Admiral at the door, quickly she stood at attention; as did Harm.

"As you were." He replied and looked at Harm.

Harm knew by the look in his former C.O's eyes it was not good news. He was doing everything he could to keep himself together. "Sir did they find her?" Right away, he felt Mac's hand in his and his stomach was in knots. The feeling like he had to vomit almost too overwhelming.

"They did." He took a deep breath. If this was this hard on him, A.J could not imagine what the news was going to do to Harm. After all Harmony was his daughter. "Harmony and her RIO being held by Iraqi forces."

"Do they know where she is being held? What kind of condition she and her RIO in? Are they hurt? What the hell do they want?" Harm rattled off a series of questions.

"We are trying to work that all out now. They are not giving us much details other than she is being held in an undisclosed location and if we don't release some of their people from Gitmo they will kill both Harmony and Lieutenant Sullivan."

Harm wanted to throw up, the color drained from his face and he had to sit down. Once the room stopped spinning her brought his attention back to Admiral Chegwidden. "We are going to do something right? We aren't just going to sit on our asses while congress tries to come up with a plan that will do nothing, just look on paper."

"We are still working on it Captain, but I damn well will not sit here and wait around and let them take their sweet time. I will not allow some conservative save-the-world political ideology be the reason Harmony comes home in a body bag." The Admiral was pissed. "Get a hold of Commander Roberts, arrange and tell him I want him here ASAP. He could use all the help we can. This is going to be a JAG matter whether they like it or not."

"Aye,aye sir!" Harm replied saluted him before ducking out of the bunk and heading to the communications room.

The Admiral watched Harm go and turned his attention to Mac. "How is he doing?"

"Honestly sir he is just hanging in there, hanging by a thread. Deep down it is killing him. He loves her so much." Mac nervously toyed with her wedding ring. "I have no idea what to do for him, because nothing seems right. It's all so messed up." She sat down on the edge of the bunk and her brown eyes looked up at him. "If she doesn't come back from this I am afraid it will indeed kill him." Mac then hung her head and few stray tears falling down her cheeks. "I can't lose him sir. It took us so long to be us that I can't lose him." Mac remained silent for a few moments. "And Harmony, well she has been a part of my life since she was 11, and I love her like she is my own. I know war is dangerous and it's part of the job, but…" Mac lifted her head. "Permission to speak freely sir?"

The Admiral nodded. "Permission granted."

"This really sucks." Mac spoke bluntly. "Harm he is blaming himself, he thinks he failed harmony as a father. I hate seeing him like this sir and the thing is I have to tell harm something, but under these circumstances, I can't. Now is not the time nor the place."

"I will agree with you, it does suck, but the Captain needs to know that this is not his fault and blaming himself will only make matters worse. What Harmony needs right now more than anything is for him to be strong. We will get her out of there and when we do, she is going to need him to help her through everything. It will be rough for her, and she won't be able to do it alone; she needs him as much as he needs her." He looked at Mac. "Most of all he will need you, he will need you to remind him that he can do this."

"Yes sir." Mac replied firmly. "I'll always be there for Harm, no matter what. No matter how hard he tries to push me away, I do not plan on letting him."

JAG*JAG*JAG*JAG*JAG*JAG

1600 Zulu

Roberts Residence

Falls Church, VA

Bud and Harriet had been keeping a close eye on the TV since the news of Harmony broke. Harmony was like a little sister to Bud the same went for Harriet. Even Little AJ was worried and kept asking about her, but Bud was trying to keep him away from the TV, he was too young to be seeing what was going on. The media coverage was intense. With both harmony and her RIO being female, the press was all over it.

"Harmony would have a fit if she saw all of this." Bud spoke watching the report on ZNN. He knew how Harmony was never a fan of having the spotlight focused on her. She never thought that she deserved to be in the spotlight for just doing her job.

Harriet held one of the twins MacKenzie Anne, she was coming down with something and was in mommy and daddy mode. "I can hear her going nuts right now. She didn't become a Naval aviator to be on the front page of a newspaper or the lead topic on ZNN's Harry Conner live."

Bud looked at his wife. "You think that she is alive?" The worry and fear in Bud's blue hues were obvious and he was not even going to try to hide it. Harmony was family after all he had watched her grow from a little girl into the beautiful woman she was today.

"They found her chute and sonar beacon, there is hope Bud, and Harmony is smart she has a lot of her dad in her. He got himself out of a lot of sticky situations and I wouldn't be surprised if some of that intuition is encoded in the Rabb DNA." Harriet reached out and took Bud's hand into hers. She knew her husband was worried about Harmony. After he had lost his leg, Harmony had been a great help to them with little A.J and personally Harriet could never repay Harmony for her help. She had been so grateful to Harmony for all her help.

"I'm worried Harriet, I mean technically Harmony would be Jewish. Her mother was Jewish so that would make her Jewish, and if she is being held captive and they find out." The worry in his face didn't fade as he proceeded. "She's like a bulls eye: female, American, and Jewish…" He hung his head. "The Captain will…if she doesn't make it. Harmony is his life Harriet. The first time I met Captain, then Lieutenant Rabb he spent an hour or more just talking about her. He loves her so much." As a father Bud knew the love of having a child. He felt it every time he was with his kids. Bud would rather die than lose one of his own kids. He was sure that Harm felt the same way.

"Like I said Bud, Harmony is really smart if anyone can figure their way out of this; it's Harmony Rabb." Harriet was sure she was not only convincing her husband, but herself as well. It did make her feel better, but only slightly.

"She's not a superhuman Harriet, Harmony isn't invincible and neither is her father. It's not like she is being picked on by the neighborhood bully, this is the Taliban, if they will behead a boy what is to stop them from doing that to her?"

FLASHBACK

The COD touched down on the USS Seahawk and after waiting for clearance, Bud stepped off. Right away he was greeted by a young man of about 20 or so.

"Sir!" He saluted Bud. "Ensign McCoy."

Bud nodded and saluted the man back. "Commander Bud Roberts."

"Captain Livingston is waiting for you in the bridge sir!"

Bud looked around, "Sounds good Ensign. One question any idea of where I might find Lieutenant Rabb?"

"Yes sir!" he pointed towards the sky where a Hornet was approaching the deck. "She is just landing now."

Bud watched the Hornet come in effortlessly, he could not help but to smile. He knew how proud her dad would be.

"She has a clear schedule the rest of the day, then she has night quals. Would you like me to tell her you are looking for her Commander?"

"Yes thank you." Bud followed him across the deck and into the interior of the ship.

"If you could just stick to my six that's pilot-"

Bud laughed. "I know what it means Ensign, I use to have the same job when I was on this ship."

A small smile crossed Ensign McCoys face. "Well then I have obviously have some big shoes to fill sir, hopefully I will not let you down Commander."

A few hours later Bud heard a knock at the door then a very familiar voice. "Permission to enter sir?"

He turned to see Harmony standing at attention.

"Permission granted. Come here." He pulled her into a hug. "Look at you," he broke the hug and smiled. "You look great." Bud told her. "By the way, saw you landing earlier, your dad would be so proud of you. I am proud of you."

A smile crossed her lips as her pushed a lock of hair behind her ear. "Thanks Commander."

Bud gave her a look. "Commander? Come on Harmony how long have you known me, just because we are both in uniform, I mean you are like my kid sister. It's just weird hearing you say Commander."

"I know sir, but you know if my father were here, that and well it's the right thing to do."

"Please." He gave his famous plead. "Ok how about when it's just us two around."

She laughed. "Sounds good."

"Oh, I have some things for you." First, he pulled out two pictures. "Jimmy drew one and Little AJ drew the other one."

"Aw, I love them. I need some cute art for my bunk. Tell them I said I love it and thank you."

"And…" he pulled out a box. "Harriet sent these, there are cookies inside. She just happened to make some the other night, and when she found out they were sending me here. She insisted I bring you some."

"Are these what I think they are?" Opening the box she took a sniff. "YES! Chocolate-chip with coconut. This is awesome." She pulled one out and popped it into her mouth. "They're so good." She held the box out offering Bud one.

"You eat them, I had some already and can have them whenever I want. You don't have that option."

"So much better than anything they have the in the galley. Seriously Bud tell Harriet I said thank you."

He nodded. "No problem. So how have you been, how is life on the Seahawk treating you? Most importantly how are you handling the stress?" He knew that naval aviators dealt with a lot of stress many of the best pilots cracked under the pressure, and that was the last thing Bud wanted to see happen to Harmony. Bud knew Harmony was a good pilot, but that did not keep him from worrying. He could only imagine how much her father worried about it.

"I am good, honestly. I love it here, I love flying and the stress has not been anything I can't handle. No different from anything else I deal with. I do miss my dad though, I mean I call him as often as I can, but I so just want to go and see a movie with him; you know? Or go shopping with Mac, but I guess I can deal with it for now. I might have two weeks liberty coming up. I plan on spending one week in the states and another in London." She walked over to the coffee pot. "You want some?" Harmony asked holding up a mug.

Bud nodded, "yes, please and thank you. I liked when I was on the Seahawk also the people here are great. It really is like a huge family." He smiled a bit. "I think your dad misses you too, though I doubt his bank statement misses the famous Harmony and Mac shopping sprees." He took the mug from Harmony and took a sip. "Well if you do come to the states you are more than welcome to stay at our place. I know little A.J would love to have you around. You were always his favorite baby sitter. Don't worry about Harriet, she would probably be happier than little A.J."

"Thanks Bud, and I'd love to see little A.J. How is he anyways? I cannot believe he is ten-years-old now. Actually how is the whole Roberts clan? I got that e-mail you sent a while ago. The twins are getting so big. What about JAG how is live in Falls Church Commander Roberts?" She sat down at the table.

"Little A.J will be in sixth grade next fall, and Jimmy will be in first, the twins will be in pre-school." Bud sipped his coffee, "We are thinking about having another kid, maybe another girl. We actually want to adopt. Oh and Tiner sat co-counsel with me last week."

"Where does the time go, it seems like yesterday little A.J was born and I was trying to teach him the Macarena. Adopting is a great idea; you and Harriet are amazing parents and would give a child a great life." The steam rose from her coffee as she brought the mug, embossed with the Navy insignia on it to her lips taking a long sip before placing it back down on the table. "Tiner? Little old Tiner is sitting in a courtroom? Wow, that's good though. Good for him. Tell the goof I said hi."

"Tell me about it. Soon he will be a teenage with an attitude and acne." Bud joked. "Not sure what to think of that and it's too bad that the Navy doesn't train you for something like that. I might be able to handle it better."

"I would say call my dad and ask for advice but I am sure the trials of raising a teenage girl is a lot different than a teenage boy. I give my dad credit he had to do both jobs. Be a mother and a father, and I am pretty sure my typical teenage girl issues were not fun. I owe him big time for putting up with my 'can't-leave-the-house-without-make-up-because-oh-my-god-what-if-I-run-into-Jason-Wilcot-stage'" She laughed a bit. "I have no idea what I saw in Jason either, totally messed up."

"You were in love, or so you thought." Bud replied. "I remember that though. You, Harriet, and Mac going shopping for that must have dress for Homecoming, only for him to stand you up. He is lucky the Admiral did not send in a SEAL team to kill him. Everyone was so mad at him. He was an ass. You were too good for him."

"At the time I would have loved to see that but now that I know Jason is well lets just say don't ask and we won't tell. It kind of puts things in a bigger picture."

END FLASHBACK

"He was gay." Bud suddenly blurted out to his now confused wife. "That guy that guy that Harmony was going to go to Homecoming with the one who stood her up. He's gay now." He could still see his wife was confused.

"I don't get what this has to do with anything?" Harriet handed Bud their little girl.

"I was thinking about when I was on the Seahawk in October, she was telling me about how she found out Jason was gay." Bud kissed the side of his daughters head, pushing her platinum blond locks to the side. "I kind of figured he had to be, I mean anyone who would stand Harmony up was either gay, or just plain stupid."

"I wanted to strangle that kid with my bare hands. He hurt her so much, I felt so bad for Harmony. The three of us spent hours at the mall trying to find the right dress, and she was so excited when she found it. Pink; just how she wanted it. Then that little brat stood her up." Harriet growled. "He was such a …such a…he was a huge jerk!" Harriet voice quivered a bit. "Bud…" she spoke up. "I'm scared for her."

"You and me both." Bud replied reaching for his ringing phone. "Hello."

"Bud?" Harm asked.

"Sir?" Bud quickly spoke and motioned for Harriet to turn down the TV.

"Listen Bud I uhm, it's about Harmony."

"Harriet and I have been watching ZNN it's all they have been talking about. Sir, I'm sorry but I know harmony and I know she'll be ok. Before you know it they will have found her and she will be home."

"They found her Bud they uhm…Harmony and her RIO are currently being held by the Iraqi's and they are trying to negotiate the release of some Iraqi's at Gitmo for Harmony and Lieutenant Sullivan. Can you get to the Seahawk, we need all the help we can get. I can't think of anyone else I would want on this job than you."

Bud felt his heart sink and looked towards Harriet. "I'll be on the Seahawk first ride I can get out. I think there is one in two hours would it be alright if I brought Tiner with?"

"The more help we can get, besides I would like to see what he can do. Thank you Commander, you have no idea how much I appreciate this."

"Harmony is family sir." They both said their goodbyes and Bud hung up the phone and turned to Harriett. "They found her, however getting her out of where she is won't be easy. The Captain wants me to help, I am going to call Tiner and have him meet me at JAG and then we're going to catch a ride to the Seahawk." He kissed his worried wife's face. "It's going to be ok, I will call as soon as I hear anything. O promise and most of all I love you Harriet."