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Spoilers: Boomerang II, and others I'm sure, though I don't know specifically.
Harm walked away from the Admirals office in a blur. He still couldn't figure this whole "Webb" situation out. And why the hell had he said yes? There was nothing he could do at that moment. He had no way to contact Webb, and if he did, Harm knew that he would not tell him anything. He continued walking, his head down in thought. Suddenly he saw shoes, but it was too late. He bumped directly into a not so amused Mac.
"What are you doing Sailor?" Mac asked, a little annoyed.
"Whoops. I obviously wasn't looking where I was going. "
"What's got you all thought like Harm?"
"I had a call from Webb about twenty minutes ago, and well I am still trying to figure it out."
"What did he want?" Mac knew that anything having to do with Webb was never good. She couldn't count the times that she or Harm had almost died during one of Webb's "favors"
"To borrow my car!" Harm shook his head. "And I said yes"
"You said yes? Why?" That car was like his baby. He wouldn't let anyone touch it.
"That is where the confusion sets in. I could very well have said no, but didn't."
"Maybe you were curious."
" I suppose, anyway nothing I can do about it now. I'm just going to try and forget about it until I see him tonight."
"Do you want me to come with you? Some times I can be a little more persuasive then you!" She smiled, a little seductively. Harm beamed down at her. He knew Webb found it difficult to refuse Mac anything. And he definitely did not want his car going somewhere he didn't know.
"That's a great idea. I told him I would meet him at the garage on my way home from work."
"Well, I'll follow you there, and together we can get to the bottom of this." They had walked into the break room during that conversation. "So I didn't get an answer about lunch." Mac reminded him of her previous suggestion.
"Right, I forgot sorry."
"No problem. I could go pick some thing up."
"Ha, not a good idea Mac, I don't trust you. We'll both go. I think I just want a salad anyway." Harm winked at her. She was used to his skepticism about her food habits.
"Fine, let's go. I'm starved." Harm laughed at that as well. She was always hungry even after she had eaten, she could eat some more. He marveled at that. His appetite didn't even rival hers, and he was a man.
Mic pulled into the lot, three cars down from Mac's corvette. He had a Beltway Burgers bag in his hand. He stood from his car and walked to the entrance of JAG headquarters. If Mac didn't have time to go out for lunch, he would bring it to her. He checked into the security station and got a visitors pass. He entered the bullpen and spotted Lt. Simm's right away.
"Harriet?"
"Hi Mic!" She exclaimed. Uh oh She thought. She had seen the Commander and Colonel leaving for lunch about ten minutes ago.
"Have you seen Sarah?" He was excited about his idea of surprising her.
"Um… I am not too sure, I think she is… well…" She stumbled through her explanation. Just then Bud entered the conversation.
"Hello Mic." He looked at the bag in his hand. "Are you looking for Colonel MacKenzie?"
"I am Bud, do you know where she is. Harriet is having some trouble telling me." Harriet tried to give a warning look to Bud, but he missed it.
"I think I saw her and the Commander leaving about ten minutes ago." Bud answered Mic's question, completely unaware of the trouble he had begun.
"Did you?" Mic asked, but knew the answer. Sarah had lied to him. How did she have time to go out with Harm, and not with him? He was getting sick of this. Harm was always in his way. What was it he had that kept Sarah so enthralled? He didn't know what to do about their relationship, and had always shaken it off. He boiled it down to partners that had been through a lot together. But lately, he had been noticing a little more between the two lawyers.
"Would you like me to tell her you stopped by?" Bud asked, still oblivious. "Or you would you like to wait."
"No thanks Lt. I'll see her tonight. Don't tell her I was here."
"Okay Sir." Bud responded, still unable to stop the formality with Mic. After all, he had once been a Naval officer too. Mic departed, and was furious. But he had decided to wait until that evening. He would ask her how lunch was. He wondered if she would lie to him again.
After Mic had entered the elevator, and it began its journey down, Harriet gave Bud a swift smack in the arm. "BUD!"
"What?" He asked, a little wounded.
"What in the hell did you do that for? You just started some thing that you very well should not have."
"What are you talking about?" Bud was completely clueless, which frustrated Harriet even more.
"You told him that the Colonel had left with the Commander!" Harriet could not believe how dense her husband could be at times.
"I repeat, so?"
"Argh, Bud! Forget it. I just hope it doesn't get back to her that it was you that told." Harriet stomped off, leaving Bud utterly confused, and a little hurt by her comments.
"Harriet…" He called after her. She didn't even turn around.
Spoilers: Boomerang II, and others I'm sure, though I don't know specifically.
Harm walked away from the Admirals office in a blur. He still couldn't figure this whole "Webb" situation out. And why the hell had he said yes? There was nothing he could do at that moment. He had no way to contact Webb, and if he did, Harm knew that he would not tell him anything. He continued walking, his head down in thought. Suddenly he saw shoes, but it was too late. He bumped directly into a not so amused Mac.
"What are you doing Sailor?" Mac asked, a little annoyed.
"Whoops. I obviously wasn't looking where I was going. "
"What's got you all thought like Harm?"
"I had a call from Webb about twenty minutes ago, and well I am still trying to figure it out."
"What did he want?" Mac knew that anything having to do with Webb was never good. She couldn't count the times that she or Harm had almost died during one of Webb's "favors"
"To borrow my car!" Harm shook his head. "And I said yes"
"You said yes? Why?" That car was like his baby. He wouldn't let anyone touch it.
"That is where the confusion sets in. I could very well have said no, but didn't."
"Maybe you were curious."
" I suppose, anyway nothing I can do about it now. I'm just going to try and forget about it until I see him tonight."
"Do you want me to come with you? Some times I can be a little more persuasive then you!" She smiled, a little seductively. Harm beamed down at her. He knew Webb found it difficult to refuse Mac anything. And he definitely did not want his car going somewhere he didn't know.
"That's a great idea. I told him I would meet him at the garage on my way home from work."
"Well, I'll follow you there, and together we can get to the bottom of this." They had walked into the break room during that conversation. "So I didn't get an answer about lunch." Mac reminded him of her previous suggestion.
"Right, I forgot sorry."
"No problem. I could go pick some thing up."
"Ha, not a good idea Mac, I don't trust you. We'll both go. I think I just want a salad anyway." Harm winked at her. She was used to his skepticism about her food habits.
"Fine, let's go. I'm starved." Harm laughed at that as well. She was always hungry even after she had eaten, she could eat some more. He marveled at that. His appetite didn't even rival hers, and he was a man.
Mic pulled into the lot, three cars down from Mac's corvette. He had a Beltway Burgers bag in his hand. He stood from his car and walked to the entrance of JAG headquarters. If Mac didn't have time to go out for lunch, he would bring it to her. He checked into the security station and got a visitors pass. He entered the bullpen and spotted Lt. Simm's right away.
"Harriet?"
"Hi Mic!" She exclaimed. Uh oh She thought. She had seen the Commander and Colonel leaving for lunch about ten minutes ago.
"Have you seen Sarah?" He was excited about his idea of surprising her.
"Um… I am not too sure, I think she is… well…" She stumbled through her explanation. Just then Bud entered the conversation.
"Hello Mic." He looked at the bag in his hand. "Are you looking for Colonel MacKenzie?"
"I am Bud, do you know where she is. Harriet is having some trouble telling me." Harriet tried to give a warning look to Bud, but he missed it.
"I think I saw her and the Commander leaving about ten minutes ago." Bud answered Mic's question, completely unaware of the trouble he had begun.
"Did you?" Mic asked, but knew the answer. Sarah had lied to him. How did she have time to go out with Harm, and not with him? He was getting sick of this. Harm was always in his way. What was it he had that kept Sarah so enthralled? He didn't know what to do about their relationship, and had always shaken it off. He boiled it down to partners that had been through a lot together. But lately, he had been noticing a little more between the two lawyers.
"Would you like me to tell her you stopped by?" Bud asked, still oblivious. "Or you would you like to wait."
"No thanks Lt. I'll see her tonight. Don't tell her I was here."
"Okay Sir." Bud responded, still unable to stop the formality with Mic. After all, he had once been a Naval officer too. Mic departed, and was furious. But he had decided to wait until that evening. He would ask her how lunch was. He wondered if she would lie to him again.
After Mic had entered the elevator, and it began its journey down, Harriet gave Bud a swift smack in the arm. "BUD!"
"What?" He asked, a little wounded.
"What in the hell did you do that for? You just started some thing that you very well should not have."
"What are you talking about?" Bud was completely clueless, which frustrated Harriet even more.
"You told him that the Colonel had left with the Commander!" Harriet could not believe how dense her husband could be at times.
"I repeat, so?"
"Argh, Bud! Forget it. I just hope it doesn't get back to her that it was you that told." Harriet stomped off, leaving Bud utterly confused, and a little hurt by her comments.
"Harriet…" He called after her. She didn't even turn around.