Disclaimer in chapter 1.
A/N: As always thanks to all who reviewed I would really love some more though, I love hearin' input and knowin' what y'all think, even if it's a "good story" review. I know I originally promised two chapter before I go to Florida, but I leave Wednesday mornin', so unfortunately it will only be one (writer's block). I hope y'all enjoy it though.
Chapter 8
Somewhere in Mexico
Harm clutched the phone as if he could choke the man on the opposite end.
"Palmer." He hissed into the phone, Mac's eyes locked onto Harm she signaled everyone around her to be quiet. Harm switched the phone to speakerphone, so everyone could hear the conversation.
"The one and only, how long has it been Harm…twelve years?"
"I don't have patience for small talk." Harm snapped, he could hear a chuckle from the other end.
"That's what I love about you Harm always to the point. Is that lovely wife of yours with you? I do miss her she has the…" The color in Harm's face turned a deep shade of red.
"She is here…and you have no right to talk about her!" A cold chill ran down Mac's spine as she recalled the last time she was with Palmer…
Flashback
…Palmer had tied her good and tight.
"So you don't try to pull any of your marine moves on me." He whispered in her ear as he graced his lips against her cheek, she turned away. Palmer yanked on her hair, so he could see the front of her face, she spat at him, and he slapped her…
"What are you going to do to her?" Harm demanded, a smile snuck across Palmer's check, he began to stroke Mac's hair, she tried to pull back but her restrains wouldn't allow it.
"I was thinking of getting to know Mac better…" Palmer replied.
End of flashback
Mac shuddered at the memory of the incident over eleven years ago, her attention quickly returned back to Harm and the phone conversation.
"Now, now captain that is no way to talk to the man holding your children." Harm unclenched his fist staring down at the phone.
"What have you done with my daughters?" Harm demanded.
"Nothing yet, they are stubborn like you Harm, but gorgeous and strong like their mother, they put up a good fight." A small smile tugged at the corner of Mac's mouth she was proud of her daughters. "Unfortunately not good enough. As I said I have don't anything YET."
"What do you want Palmer." Harm demanded.
"Simple…a fair trade you and Mac for your daughters. The way I see it, it's a fair trade. I want you and Mac to pay for what you've done." Palmer sounded like a bad guy in a low budget film, expect this wasn't a movie this was real life.
"No, leave Mac out of this, it's between you and me it always has been." Harm argued.
"No, you two or no deal, and you are in no position to negotiate I have your daughters." Harm was about to argue back when Mac put her hand on his arm in protest. If it meant saving her daughters she would gladly go in their place, besides she wasn't about to let Harm go after Palmer on his own. Harm looked over at Mac it only took a split second for him to read her eyes, Harm knew there was no point in trying to argue with a marine, especially Mac.
"Where?" Harm inquired.
"I will contact you later with more details." Palmer replied and without holding on for a second the conversation ended. Harm looked over expectantly at the man who attempting to trace the phone call, the man from NCIS looked up and shook his head sadly.
"A few more minutes and maybe sir. I can tell you, guaranteed, he is not in Hawaii, by the looks of the map somewhere in Mexico, on the Baja peninsula." Harm and Mac looked over the map.
"Then I guess I'm off to Mexico, I can have any further call patched through to my cell phone." Harm decided Mac nodded in agreement.
"And I'm going with you." Harm began to protest, but Mac cut him off before he could. "And if you think that for one minute I'm going to stay here while you go running off risking not only your career, but your life and the lives of our daughters you are wrong. I am going, you heard Palmer, and that's it." Harm forgot all about his career he was in charge of the island circuit office after all. This time he did not need anyone else's permission to go chasing after his daughters, there was no one to object or try to talk him out of it. He had done it before in Russia and Paraguay, therefore he was going to do it now.
Baja, Mexico
The twins were fighting off sleep, they were afraid to close their eyes. As they were about to loose the battle with their eyelids the door to their room opened, light flooded in and the figure of the man cast a shadow on what little light was admitted into the room. The twins sat straight up on their cots to face the man who entered the room.
"I'm glad to see you two still up." Palmer spoke, he entered the room carrying a plate for each girl, and he placed each plate down beside their cots, neither of the twins moved. They stayed still sitting perched on their cots, concentrating on Palmer. "Eat." He ordered, which both the girls disobeyed.
"Fine, I will leave the plates here though." Palmer turned to leave, but not before adding. "You will be happy to know I spoke to your dad." Both girls' faces light up at the mention of their dad.
"Knowing Harm he will be here soon, along with Mac. When they get here though I will be waiting and they will finally get what they deserve."
"No!" One of the twins exclaimed, Palmer smiled in satisfaction.
"You two already knew you were a trap, you are your parent's sole weakness." Palmer looked down at the plates of food in front of each girl, as he turned to walk out of the room, he stopped at frame of the door and smiled. "Bon appetite."
Well that's it I am exhausted, I hope y'all like it, as always I'd appreciate input and would love to know where I should go with this. Also I know it's a little out of character but it is my fanfic!
