Pensacola Naval Air Station
Pensacola Florida
"Keeter wait up." Keeter turned around when he heard Harm calling out his name.
"What's up buddy?"
"I need a favor from you Keet."
"Anything for you bro."
"I need private access to the hanger with the WW2 aircraft, just for tonight."
Keeter gave him a look... " Alright Rabb; spill it?"
Harm gave him a look, "Spill what?"
"What's going on? Why do you need private access for?"
"Come on Bro; hook me up just for tonight! Look at this way; I'll owe you for once!"
"For once! I saved your six on more than one occasion."
"Oh! How soon we're forgetting how I came to your rescue in..."
"Never mind I see where this is heading. Fine you win, but just for tonight; and don't do anything I wouldn't do."
"I think I already crossed that line." Harm said as he walked away making his way across the airstrip. As He continued to make his way across the tarmac, he turned around when he heard his name being called.
"What's up Skates?"
She stopped once she reached him, "God Pappy you're a hard man to track down."
"Slow down! Take a breath there."
"Thanks!" She said trying to regain her breath. "Our official orders just came through." She handed Harm his. He took it from and read them. "We ship out next Friday?"
"Looks that way!"
Harm couldn't believe this, he now has a little less than a week with Mac, how is he going to tell her this. Better yet how is she going to handle this.
"Harm aren't you happy?"
"I'm not sure Skates." He said as he walked away.
JAG Office
Pensacola Naval Air station
Mac still stood looking like she was a million miles away. Thinking about her Flyboy, god what a hold this man has on her. Without even realizing it; he'd managed to break down all the walls she'd put in place safe guarding her heart. Suddenly she was snapped out of her daydream by clearing of a throat.
"Am I interrupting you Major?"
"No at all Commander; what might I help you with?"
"I thought this case that just landed on my desk, might be of some interest to you." Mac took the file glancing it over.
"Nothing seems to pop out at me; looks fairly open and shut to me. Seems like something a Junior Officer can handle."
"Well in this case; that's you."
"Excuses me Commander?"
"I just assumed you'd want to work cases while your here."
"That's not why Admiral Chegwidden sent me down here; I'm to observe the workings of this office and report back to him. I thought that was made very clear to you."
"My; My Major what a temper you have. Tell me are all Jarheads just like you? Or is it that you're intimidated by me." Krennick said as she walked away laughing. Mac just clutched her fists. Trying her best to keep her anger under control. God this woman knew just how to push all her wrong buttons. Taking long deep breaths she attempted to get her anger under control.
Deciding she needed fresh air, she headed out of the office to take a walk, before she realized it she had made her way to the airstrip. She just stood there at the gate watching the F-14 land and take off. As she watched she wondered which one was Harm; or if he was even in the air at the moment.
It didn't take long for a familiar person to notice her,"My; My do my eyes deceive me or am I looking at Major MacKenzie."
Mac turned around; "Keeter I thought that was you I heard,always the clown aren't you."
"Yes! And I'd have no other way. What brings you out this far? Not that I mind."
"I... umm.. I needed out of that office for a while. The staff is bit, well shall we say; a bit to bossy for my taste."
"Oh! I see; anyone I might know?"
"How familiar are you with the JAG office staff?"
"No too; I try and avoid that place, however there are a few JAG officers that I like."
Mac smirked , "Anyone I might know?"
"Well one I'm talking to; the other one is up there ( Keeter pointed up to the sky ) pulling 6gs right now. And well I've no clue to where the third one is at."
This new bit of information caught Mac's attention, "Who's the third one?"
"Harm's second partner, she was one fine looking lady." Keeter whistled and smiled
"I don't believe I ever met her."
"Lt Meg Austin, I heard she left JAG and went into computer something for The Navy."
Mac made herself a mental note to ask Harm about Lt Austin, before she could continue, Harm walked up. "Mac what brings you out here? Not that I mind at all"
"Well Flyboy I just had to see you." She smirked at him. "And thank you for a certain surprise to sent me."
Harm wiggled his eye brows- leaning into her ear.. "Make sure to wear that later tonight along with your red dress."
"Red?"
"I love you in red; be at the gate at 1800 sharp." He said as he headed back towards the hanger.
Mac looked over towards Keeter; whom was now sporting a shit eating grin on his face. " You know what this squid is up to don't you?"
Grabbing at his heart; "Well no ma'am I surly don't." He said as he walked away leaving Mac to wonder what both of them where up too...
