Summary: Two students from Maryland Law School are interning at JAG for a week, under the supervision of Harm and Mac. Chaos ensues, of course.
Rating: PG-13, just to be safe.
Spoilers: I'm not sure, but just be warned, there's a chance of me mentioning everything up to season 7.

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Somehow, when I rolled out of bed this morning and found that I had left my window open during last night's rain, I knew it wouldn't be a very good day. And, judging by the size of the wet area under my window, I guessed that it would be a very unlucky day. My suspicions were confirmed when my electricity went out that same morning, when I flicked on the light switch in the kitchen.

I'm forced to take a shower in the dark and drive off to work without my coffee. I feel sorry for whoever crosses paths with me first, because I don't think they'll come out of it unscathed. I pass the guard without a second look and park my car, then sit in it for a minute trying to figure out how I'm going to run across the parking lot without getting drenched. I reach for my umbrella under the passenger seat, and of course, it's not there. Tightening my cover, I get ready to run in my heels for the entrance.

Someone knocks on my window and I look up. Harriet is standing on the other side of the window, smiling cheerfully and pointing to her umbrella. I hop from my car without a second look.

"Harriet, you're a life saver," I say, laughing at the idiocy of it all.

"Having a bad morning, ma'am?" she asks. The umbrella she has is not meant for two, but it's better than nothing.

"No electricity, no coffee, no umbrella," I explain. She nods sympathetically. Harriet closes her umbrella as we reach the door to JAG headquarters. We duck inside and make our way to our floor. I thank Harriet again before stepping off the elevator and retreating into my office. I dump my stuff by the side of my desk and check in one of the drawers for Advil. I have a feeling I'll be needing it later today.

A bright flash of lightening light up my office. I close my eyes and rest my head against the back of my chair.

"Morning, Mac," Harm says from the doorway. I don't have to open my eyes to know that it's him.

"What's good about it?"

"I never said it was good," he replies. I can even guess the expression on his face when he says that. "In fact, I thought it was kind of wet."

"Harm, did you need somethingt?" My eyes are still shut.

"The Admiral passed me on my way in. We're supposed to meet in him his office in ten minutes."

I lift my head off the chair and open my eyes. Harm gives me a look that says 'I'd-hate-to-be-you' and walks away. I roll my eyes and smile a bit. Okay, so everything about this morning hasn't been terribly wrong. Like the past minute was fine. I wonder what the Admiral wants. Probably to assign a case to Harm and me. Great. I close my eyes briefly before standing up and heading to the break room. I really need coffee.

In ten minutes I find myself stepping into the Admiral's office. I snap to attention, refreshed a bit by the dose of caffeine I found in the break room. Harm is already in the room, standing on my left.

"Good morning, Colonel. As you were," the Admiral says without looking up from the paper in his hands. I'm tempted to tell him that the morning isn't good at all, but I stop myself. I catch Harm's eye and he grins. He knows what I'm thinking. "The Dean of the Maryland School of Law sent me this letter yesterday," the Admiral says, taking his reading glasses off and placing them aside. He clasps his hands and rests his chin on them. "You two are going to play teacher for a week."

"Sir?" I ask.

"Let me explain," the Admiral continues. "Two students from Maryland Law have been picked to come and intern here, at JAG, for a week. The Dean requested I assign my highest ranking lawyers to his two students. They'll be arriving tomorrow morning at 0800 hours, and they'll be staying with you for the remainder of the week. For experience, they'll be sitting second chair on your case."

"Sir, if I may speak freely?" I say. He nods. "Last time Commander Rabb and I had anything to do with students of law, it didn't go all too well." All too well is putting it in general terms. We actually uncovered a past case and ended up causing a whole lot more trouble than we intended.

"I'm aware of this Colonel," the Admiral replies. "However, this time you're first chair, not the other way around."

"And the case, sir?" Harm asks.

"Attempted bigamy. It appears Lieutenant John Edwards is being accused of proposing to Petty Officer Cloak. Cloak supposedly got annoyed when she found that Edwards is married already."

"And they assigned this to us? Why didn't they take it to a civilian court?" Harm asks, disbelieving.

"They were asked to take it out of the military, but Cloak refused," the Admiral tells us. "Anything else?"

"No, sir," I say, speaking for both Harm and I.

"Very well, dismissed." Harm and I both stand rigidly for a moment then leave. I head to my office, and Harm follows me.

"Ready to house a twenty-something year old?" he asks.

I smile sardonically. "Course I am. I feel sorry for whoever has to spend the week with you, though," I tell him. We enter my office and Harm hangs around the doorway.

"Why would that be?"

I shuffle the papers on my desk. "Because they're going to have to live on lettuce and carrots for a week," I say, then glance up at him and flash him a smile. He grins back and leaves my office. For some stupid reason I can't stop smiling.