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Victor had grabbed the first aid kit from his desk and managed to catch Austin
in his arms before she hit the floor. He lowered her gently down turning her
head so he could see the small cut on her cheek where the knife had pierced her
skin. It didn't look too bad, but he wasn't going to take any chances.
"Bring her in my office Gunny. She doesn't need the entire staff crowding
around her when she comes to. You can call Bethesda from there as well,"
AJ suggested as he stepped forward kneeling down to lift Austin in his arms.
"Sir, yes sir," Victor answered following behind while the Admiral
carried Austin into his office and put her in the chair behind his desk
reclining it slightly.
"Take care of her Gunny. Rabb and I will deal with the other matter."
Victor watched as the door closed before letting the controlled mask on his
face drop away.
"Austin?" he called softly as he pressed a piece of gauze over the
cut on her cheek studying the laceration on her arm. It was longer, but much
shallower and the bleeding had all but stopped. He applied gauze to that
as well, taping it gently in place.
"Come on Aus, open your eyes...please," Victor pleaded softly while
he moved the phone on the Admiral's desk closer and punched in the number for
Bethesda alerting them that he would be bringing Austin in and what her
injuries were.
By the time he hung up Austin was coming around.
"You're safe Aus, you and I are in the Admiral's office. As soon as you
have your bearings a little I'm going to take you to Bethesda to get checked
out," Victor informed her as he took her hands squeezing them between his.
"I passed out, didn't I?" Austin groaned shaking her head gingerly.
Great, now everyone was going to think she was a hysterical female: just what
she needed.
"You did," Victor agreed brushing a hand over her cheek. "Hell
when he stuck that knife in your cheek I almost passed out. I wanted to kill
him Austin."
"My Marine," Austin smiled fondly ruffling his short hair tenderly.
"I kind of like having you around."
"The feeling is very mutual Ma'am," Victor teased knowing how much
she hated that particular form of address.
"Gunnery Sergeant..." Austin warned narrowing her eyes at him.
"Aus...I'm gonna go way out on limb here, so don't shoot me down or
anything...but how would you feel about maybe-uh-well...um...making our
relationship...exclusive?" Victor felt heat suffuse his face at his words
and was sure his face was flaming bright red, but he forced himself to keep
looking in Austin's eyes.
"I think it might be time for that," she nodded feeling her spine
tingle with nerves. She liked keeping her distance in relationships, not
getting too close or too personal.
"I'm not used to being really close to someone Victor, I won't lie to
you there. I'm more used to being on my own with someone to occasionally keep
me company."
"I understand, but it can't be that way this time Austin: I want us to get
close and be honest. I'll give you space, but if you try to shut me out I'm
going to have to storm the door. I'm a Marine after all."
The sound of someone clearing their throat behind them made Austin and Victor
jump.
"I was just coming to see how Miss Bradford was feeling," Harm
stuttered.
"Much better thank you again Commander Rabb. I appreciate what you
did," Austin smiled getting to her feet wobbling slightly.
"Easy does it Miss Bradford...let's get you to Bethesda so the docs can
check you over, be sure you're okay," Victor reverted to a formal tone as
he put an arm gently around Austin's back to help steady her.
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1150 EDT
Admiral Chegwidden's Office
JAG Headquarters...
"Admiral, Miss Bradford and Gunnery Sergeant Galindez here to see
you."
"Fine Tiner, send them in,"
Clayton Webb turned in his chair to watch the two walk in noting how solicitous
Gunny was being to the woman, holding the door, letting her enter first,
nodding for her to sit down while he stood at attention by her side. "I'm
glad to see you suffered no serious injury Miss Bradford."
"Thank you Mr. Webb," Austin answered before turning to the Admiral.
"Sir, I'd like to respectfully ask why the two sentries on duty last night
both issued public formal apologies to me."
"If they'd done their job last night you wouldn't have been put in the
position you were this morning," AJ growled.
"I have to disagree Admiral Chegwidden."
"What??" Three men questioned in unison, looking at Austin as if
she'd lost her mind.
"He was a desperate, frightened man. I don't think the sentries did a
thing wrong: that man just wanted to be where he was too much to be
stopped."
AJ shook his head and rubbed the bridge of his nose. "Miss Bradford...I
all ready have Rabb here to give me headaches and push my buttons: do you
suppose you could try not to join him in those activities?"
"I can try Sir, but I have to speak my mind."
"Lord, I was afraid of that," AJ groaned. "Webb, why don't you
tell us why you're here."
"I just wanted to let Gunnery Sergeant Galindez know that Pfeiffer sang
like a bird. It was quite an elaborate scam going on. These men targeted
diplomats for muggings and found out their whereabouts and plans from people
they'd planted in the embassies. Pfeiffer and Ingalls were the muggers and they
would get their orders to be on the Beltway at certain times and the diplomats,
being basically kind men, would stop and offer to help."
"This group planted people in the embassies?" Victor asked in
amazement.
"Yes they did...I have a team set to sweep the Israeli Embassy and several
others to flush out the plants."
"So why Victor-um...Gunnery Sergeant Galindez?" Austin asked
correcting herself quickly before meeting the Admiral's raised eyebrow with a
calm look.
"He happened to stop. They were actually waiting for someone else,"
Webb answered. "You did a hell of a job serving your country Gunny."
"Thank you Mr. Webb, sir."
"Well, I'd best be on my way...nothing I like more than interrogating
people," Webb got to his feet with a smile.
"I think you really mean that," Austin said when Webb had taken her
hand to kiss her knuckles gently.
"I do," he smiled before leaving the office.
"Gunny, have a seat. I think I need to have a talk with you and Miss
Bradford."
"Sir?"
"Don't look so worried Gunny...you can have a relationship if you want to.
I just want us to all know the rules of engagement here."
"Interesting choice of words Admiral," Austin said.
"First: I don't want any public displays of affection at JAG Ops. I do not
want to walk into the supply closet and find it being used as a rendezvous
spot. The head is also off limits Miss Bradford, since I've found you in there
once before."
"That was different Sir, and it hasn't happened since," Austin
defended herself.
"I expect you'll both be completely professional about this. What you two
do on your own time is your business, just keep it out of my office."
"Yes Sir, of Course Sir!"
"Dismissed," AJ looking back down at the reports on his desk.
"Ah Miss Bradford...normally when one of my people is injured on duty I
give them the rest of the day off. Did I not mention that to you?"
"You did mention it Sir, I just decided I wanted to be working. I am off
next week after all."
"Fine then," AJ grinned. Two could play this game.
"Gunnery Sergeant Galindez?"
"Yes Sir?"
"I am giving you a direct order to remove Miss Bradford from JAG Ops and
be sure she does not return again today. Do you think this mission is within
your capabilities Marine?"
"Yes Sir, I believe I am capable of successfully completing this
mission," Victor answered snapping to attention.
"Very well then Gunnery Sergeant. You have your orders. Dismissed."
"You cannot be serious!" Austin growled looking shocked.
"Very serious...go home and rest," AJ smiled watching as Gunny
escorted the sputtering EFMP coordinator from his office. They were a good
couple and if what he'd overheard Rabb telling Mac was true they were now
officially a couple.
"Now I just have to get someone to knock some sense into Rabb and Mackenzie," he muttered turning his attention back to his paperwork.
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