Title: Not A Day Goes By Part 7

Author: Amanda M. Daugherty

E-mail: country_girl_2003@yahoo.com



Disclaimers: don't own JAG or Pensacola: Wings of Gold.

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A Couple Days Later

Iraqi Prison

Iraq



"Can I ask you a question, Hammer?"



"Sure, Spoon what is it?" Harm replied from his dark corner of their cell. Over the last few days the Iraqis had given up on ever getting any information out of Harm or Spoon and quietly left them in their cells to spend the rest of their days.



"A couple days ago you said that you understood my situation when I said that there was no one waiting for me at home because careers got in our way. Were you telling the truth, sir?" Spoon questioned.



He quietly watched as the forty year old pilot shifted uncomfortably trying to stretch is long legs in the cramped space of their tiny cell.



"Yeah I was." Harm glanced up at Spoon.



"Who is she, sir? If you don't mind my asking."



"I told you a couple days ago that the only way to keep from going crazy in here was to talk and I'm willing to talk about anything you want to as long as it never gets repeated when we get out of here."



Spoon didn't miss Harm saying that they were going to get out of there.



"Yes sir."



"The first one was a fellow classmate of mine at the Academy. You know from going there that relationships between midshipmen are forbidden and that's what stopped us. Well stopped us for a while. After we got out of the Academy, she went into crypto and I went off the flight school. We tried to see each other as much as possible, but with both of us spending six months on different carriers didn't help much. So we kind of cooled off. I say other girls and she did the same. Then I had my ramp strike. I didn't think I could ever be the same again, until she showed up. One day I was laying in bed at my Grandmother's and I look up and there was Diane standing in my doorway with this huge grin on her face and behind here my best friend, Keeter stood. I'd never been so happy in my entire life. I thought that people would only like me because I was a pilot, but they were there for me through my entire ordeal and helped pull me out of a depression. After I recovered I went to law school and got stationed at JAG. So naturally we became closer and closer. So one day I get it in my mind that she was the one I wanted to spend the rest of my life with. I called her up and we made plans that the next time the Seahawk docked in it's home port that we would get together at her parents cabin in Maine and talk about our future and that was it."



"What happened sir?" Spoon wasn't sure, but he could have swore in the darkness of the night he thought he saw his CO wipe a tear from his eye.



"She was murdered the day we were going to meet. I realize know that I did love Diane, but it was only young love. I never knew what real love was until several years later when I met my new partner. That's how I can really relate to your story."



"You fell for another Co-worker, sir?"



"And a marine no less. Her names Lt. Col. Sarah Mackenzie. She's at JAG with me."



"You didn't learn from Diane to go after what you want?"



"You know you're pretty smart for a jarhead." Harm attempted to smile at Spoon. You just figured out in ten seconds what took

me eight years to figure out. Several things got in the way with Mac and I, careers, other people, my big mouth, just to name a few things. I was hoping that after this cruise that Mac and I would get things straightened out between us, but I don't know if that's possible now."



"You never know the power of love, sir."

"True. What's you're story, Captain?"



"With all due respect, sir, I can't tell you because you're my CO."



"Spoon I said earlier that what we say in here, stays in here. Just think of me as one of your buddies." Harm stopped for a minute. "It's Ice isn't it?"



Spoon looked shocked at Harm observation. "How'd you know, sir?"



"The way you two look at each other when you think nobody's looking. It's the same way I look at Mac. When did it happen?"

"I don't know when I really fell in love with her sir. We were friends for so long, but our first kiss happened one night during a storm. The same one that forced Burned to hand in his wings, sir. After that we realized that we had something, but we also we realized that we both loved our careers and it couldn't go any further than that."



"Listen to me, Spoon. You're young enough to do something where you can save your career and still have the love of your life. You just need to figure out when you want to make the switch from bachelor fighter pilot to caring husband and fighter pilot."



"Yes sir." Spoon stopped to let what Harm just said to sink in. "Listen to us sir sitting around talking about love like a bunch of women. What happened to us sir?"



"I don't know Captain, but there's not much else to talk about." Anything else Harm was about to say was cut off by the entrance of another guard.



"I'll give you plenty to talk about. Here's your food. Ration it wisely. You'll never now when it will be you're last meal here." The guard laughed and threw in a canteen of water and some bread crumbs.



"What did he mean by that, sir?" Spoon asked when the guard left.



"I have no idea, Spoon. However that man looks too familiar."



"Could he have been one to take you prisoner?"

"I don't think so. I just wish I knew where I knew him from. Eat up, Spoon." Harm handed him some bread and the canteen.



USS SEAHAWK

THE BRIDGE



"Captain, may I have a word with?" Bud asked the Captain as he entered the bridge.



"Sure, Lt. What can I do for you?"



"Well sir as the JAG on board I have the letters that Lt. Hawkes, Captain Henry, and Commander Rabb wrote in case they didn't

make it back. Sir since we don't know their status should I have these delivered?" Bud asked not sure what he should do.



"Yes Lt. Why don't you go and have them sent out. If there's anything I can help you with let me know."



"Yes sir. Thank you sir." With that Bud saluted the Captain and exited the bridge.





USS SEAHAWK

WARDROOM



"Ice you want to talk?" Burner asked walking up to Ice as she stowed her gear from her flight.



"What make you think I want to talk Burner?" Ice asked.



"Ice, you forget I know you. It's eating me up inside that my best friend is stuck out there somewhere so I know it's got to be hurting you, too. Let's go on the fantail and talk." Burner stepped aside and let Ice lead the way.



Ice was about to step through the door when she bumped into Lt. Roberts.



"Sorry, Lt. I wasn't watching where I was going."



"It's my fault, Captain. Actually Captain I have something for you." Bud handed her a simple white envelope and walked off.



"What is it Ice?" Burner asked walking up behind her.



"Oh my God!" Ice exclaimed as she pulled the sheet of paper from it's place. "It's Spoon's last letter."

END PART 7!!!!!

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