1015 Zulu
The Admiral and General have gathered at the porch of AJ's quiet home, surveying the scenery before them which was lush and thick greenery. Between the garden chairs for which they sat in was a small table, set with a bottle of whiskey and two barely empty glasses.
"How's Cammy?"
They have long abandoned any formalities by then. It was just two senior officers hanging out on a bright and breezy morning.
"Growing up too fast."
AJ smiled and so did Biff.
"So let me get this straight, you've always known they'd end up together?" the General was astounded to learn of this revelation.
"What? You didn't?"
AJ shot Biff a look of surprise when no reply came. Can anyone deny what is so obvious? Biff gave a side way smile and almost choked out laughing. It was the understatement of the year.
"One would have to be blind AJ. What I'm saying, Harm and Mac are both just so singular. I cannot imagine putting two and two together. All I'm saying is that's either a recipe for disaster or something else which I don't wish to speculate."
AJ held his glasses to the side and pondered on the words of the General.
"Perhaps you're right. Well it won't be half bad. Who knows maybe they'll start a lineage at JAG."
That almost made the General burst into a fit. If the alcohol was not slowly seeping into his bloodstream. He just gave a small nod and they carried on in silence.
"This is like one of those things that you want to deny but you can't. Because then you'll be making the biggest mistake of your life," the Amiral concluded.
Then the general started telling him of all the times when he had to leash the two because if the tension and the work that was getting done but rivalry seems to always linger in the air. He will tell AJ of his woes because he did not know how handle them and he knew that they'd get into some kind of trouble together. As much as he trusted them, he would have liked it better if they could actually get along at work.
Then he feared for the future children the two might bear.
Having worked with them for nearly eight years, AJ only had a few pointers to give his friend.
"Just let them do their job. Whatever problems they face, help them solve it. When they get into trouble, get them out of trouble. Trust me, the last thing you want is to not have these two on your team."
Biff took a long sip of his drink and squinted.
"But now, they'll be married."
There was silence and they did not know what to think.
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1345 Zulu
Harm's Apartment
"Honey, you're thinking too deep into this!" Harm spread his arms in defeat.
They have been arguing for almost an hour and it was starting to lose its initial appeal of being the cute couple in their first fight.
Mac stood up from the sofa and practically marched towards him. Harm had wandered around the apartment as the situation became increasingly suffocating.
"You tell me whether I'm thinking too deep now. This morning, a man from third floor came requesting for some coffee powder. He took one look at me and inquired if I do multiple booty-calls. Can you believe, the nerve of that man!" she scrunched her nose and it almost appeared endearing.
Harm made a few attempts and sputtered like a fish. Her frustration was mounting and he could tell. He had seen that face appearing before the court on those rare occasions when she started to lose her cool.
"Mr Winsky from third floor," he said as a matter of fact and she was glaring at him.
It was not a good sign that she was directing her frustration at him. He did not do anything. Harm offered her his sweetest smile.
"Did he get his coffee?"
She smacked his shoulder.
"Harm! People in this building think I am your call girl. Those cheap, twenty-four hour, one call away services that you get. Just another piece of meat! That chauvinist good for nothing-"
Harm silenced her when he pulled her into a warm embrace. He felt her shoulders drop slightly and a small sigh warmed his neck.
"I can actually understand why Mr Winsky would think so. Which red-blooded man wouldn't be attracted when you're wearing something like this?"
Mac released him and stared down at herself. A white tank top wrapped her body perfectly just out-lining her figure, revealing too obviously her best assets. She had on her favourite blue sweatpants and she wore her hair down, spread out over her shoulders. She had left her robe somewhere and had answered the door less than careful. Not to mention that her choice on clothing lately have been that of less coverage and more of a little clevage and skin.
She looked up to meet his eyes.
"Still, I am not cheap," she spoke feeling guilty.
"You definitely are not. You are my future wife and Mr Winsky should not have said that. I'll talk to him tomorrow."
Something else was on her mind and it had been tormenting her. She frowned slightly and bit her lips.
"Harm, how long more is this waiting?"
Foolish, he had not seen the signs. They have been living like this for nearly eight days.
"I've been sitting around here just waiting for some coin to show up. I have been ready to be your wife, Harm. I just want to be with you but even now, things are still getting in the way!"
The coin was still missing. They were not married. There was no ring. No house to call their own. No future plans on having kids or adopting any if it comes to that. Not to mention, still no decision made on either San Diego or London! They have waited nine years only to have delayed it for eight more days. What else were they waiting for?
She placed a gentle hand on his cheek and stared so deeply into his eyes.
"What are you waiting for?"
He straightened and took her hand, sat her down on the sofa and kneeled before her with his most determined look yet. It all came to this. No more waiting and no more delays! This was it!
With his best smile, he looked her straight in the eye. Her brown eyes appeared strained and tired. Her whole body was tense and her mind contained a whirlwind of thoughts.
"Sarah. I love you," and that was enough to make her smile.
Being deprived of it for nine years did have its quirks. Perhaps they have been fated to wait that long to confess their love for each other.
"I've just been so occupied with everything that's been happening. I neglected the one thing that deserves my attention. Us. Let's go. Let's give up our commission and move to some place else. Get married. Let's just go Sarah."
She pursed her lips and considered his idea. Giving up both their commission and running away together. It sounded so preposterous that she wanted to do it!
"Where will we go?"
He stood up and sat on the sofa, pulling her into a half bear-hug. Glad that she was not retaliating his crazy idea.
"Well, no harm in trying out the Bahamas. I hear it's perfect this time of year."
"Have you always wanted to go there?"
He grinned and it almost covered his whole face.
"I was going to take you there for our honeymoon."
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/TBC/
//Responses to reviews
I know this one is short but rest assure, it's not a cliff hanger for those of you who know where this might be heading to. :) I would hope that you have enjoyed it so far.
Some of my replies:
Girls -chimbadinicarah- Aloud: Thank you. I am happy that you like it. Yea, I know about Chloe. I've been watching several episodes with her in it. I gotta say, she's a smart mouth. Haha! I will be including her and Mattie in soon. =)
jok3: A heart to you too. :) starryeyes12: Thank you. Lil-Miss-DiNozzo78: When I started with a FF on JAG, I knew for whatever reasons that I wanted to have the Admiral in it. I believe it was a mistake to have him off the show. A mistake to not have him in the last episode as well. I am glad that we share the same opinion. :). michelle UK: Thank you. I will not keep you all waiting any longer. You have my word. Peppy87: Yes I am glad I updated too. I would hope that you find this installment interesting albeit slightly shorter than the rest. :)
Yours,
Mikael.
