From: kevin amanda loisad@bbtel.com
To: country_girl_2003@Yahoo.com country_girl_2003@Yahoo.com
Subject: FF: Just A Little Brotherly Love (9/?)
Date: Saturday, June 23, 2001 4:34 PM
Title: Just A Little Brotherly Love
Author: Amanda M. Daugherty
E-mail: Country_girl_2003@yahoo.com
Rating:
Classification: Crossover (JAG/Pensacola: Wings of Gold)
Spoilers:
Summary:
Disclaimers: Don't own JAG or Pensacola: Wings of Gold
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"Where you going Harm?"
Sixteen year old Harmon Rabb Jr. turned around and nearly fell off the chair he was standing on when he heard the tiny voice. He turned around, and smiled at the sight before him. There stood six year old Tucker dressed in sky blue PJs with clouds. In one hand he held the ratty old teddy bear Harm had given him the day he was born. With the other he was rubbing the sleep from his eyes.
"Nowhere, Tuck. Go back to bed."
"You are too going somewhere. You've got your night bag and you're dressed."
"Come on Tuck let's go back to bed."
"I'm gonna tell mom."
"No Tuck. don't wake up mom and Frank. They know I'm going to my Grandma's tomorrow."
"Why you dressed now?"
"Because I'm excited and I want to hurry up and get there. Now come on let's get you back to bed. I'll even read you another bed time story." Together the odd pair walked back to Tuck's room.
In the Morning
"Tucker have you seen Harm?" Trish asked walking down stairs to see her six year old sitting at the table eating breakfast. You could tell he tried to make it himself by the cereal and milk all around it.
"Yep."
"Where, honey?"
"In his room."
"No he's not I just looked in there. What time did you see Harm in his room?"
"Last night. He said he was packing to go to grandma's. Did he leave already?" tuck asked with his childlike innocence.
"I don't think so honey. Do you want some juice?" Trish asked covering up her surprise. She had no clue that Harm was going to Sarah's. He hadn't said anything to her nor had Sarah and they talk last night.
Trish walked over to the refrigerator and that's when she saw it. A note written he her son's familiar scrawl. Reading it Trish discovered that Harm left early this morning with Col. Striker, a friend of his dad's, to go look for Harm's father.
"FRANK!!" Trish yelled upstairs to her third husband.
Frank came running down the stairs as fast as he could.
"What is it Trish? What's wrong?"
"Harm's gone. We have to call the police." Trish fumbled for the phone.
"Trish where did Harm go?"
"To look for his father. His note said he left early this morning."
"Trish you know the police won't do anything for 48 hours. Come sit down and I'll call the airport and see is he got on a plane and when."
Trish went to the large oak dinning table and sat down beside Tuck.
"Where did Harm go? Why didn't he say bye?" Tuck looked up, his big brown eyes pleading for some answers to the confusion around him.
Trish looked down at her youngest son who worshiped his older brother and wondered how she was going to explain it him that his brother left and might not be coming back.
St. Mary's Hospital
San Diego, Ca.
Present
"I'm looking for information on Harmon Rabb Jr.
the nurse in the ER said they brought him up awhile
ago." Trish asked the nurse at the desk who was busy
doing her nails.
"Uhh...yeah...I remember him now. I don't know
anything until the doctor's come out. I do know that
they just called in two more specialist in. If you'll
have a seat in the waiting room I'll let the doctor
know when he comes out." And with that Mac and Trish
went to sit down while Ice stayed down stairs with
Spoon.
END PART 9!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
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FEEDBACK!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
To: country_girl_2003@Yahoo.com country_girl_2003@Yahoo.com
Subject: FF: Just A Little Brotherly Love (9/?)
Date: Saturday, June 23, 2001 4:34 PM
Title: Just A Little Brotherly Love
Author: Amanda M. Daugherty
E-mail: Country_girl_2003@yahoo.com
Rating:
Classification: Crossover (JAG/Pensacola: Wings of Gold)
Spoilers:
Summary:
Disclaimers: Don't own JAG or Pensacola: Wings of Gold
****************************************************************
"Where you going Harm?"
Sixteen year old Harmon Rabb Jr. turned around and nearly fell off the chair he was standing on when he heard the tiny voice. He turned around, and smiled at the sight before him. There stood six year old Tucker dressed in sky blue PJs with clouds. In one hand he held the ratty old teddy bear Harm had given him the day he was born. With the other he was rubbing the sleep from his eyes.
"Nowhere, Tuck. Go back to bed."
"You are too going somewhere. You've got your night bag and you're dressed."
"Come on Tuck let's go back to bed."
"I'm gonna tell mom."
"No Tuck. don't wake up mom and Frank. They know I'm going to my Grandma's tomorrow."
"Why you dressed now?"
"Because I'm excited and I want to hurry up and get there. Now come on let's get you back to bed. I'll even read you another bed time story." Together the odd pair walked back to Tuck's room.
In the Morning
"Tucker have you seen Harm?" Trish asked walking down stairs to see her six year old sitting at the table eating breakfast. You could tell he tried to make it himself by the cereal and milk all around it.
"Yep."
"Where, honey?"
"In his room."
"No he's not I just looked in there. What time did you see Harm in his room?"
"Last night. He said he was packing to go to grandma's. Did he leave already?" tuck asked with his childlike innocence.
"I don't think so honey. Do you want some juice?" Trish asked covering up her surprise. She had no clue that Harm was going to Sarah's. He hadn't said anything to her nor had Sarah and they talk last night.
Trish walked over to the refrigerator and that's when she saw it. A note written he her son's familiar scrawl. Reading it Trish discovered that Harm left early this morning with Col. Striker, a friend of his dad's, to go look for Harm's father.
"FRANK!!" Trish yelled upstairs to her third husband.
Frank came running down the stairs as fast as he could.
"What is it Trish? What's wrong?"
"Harm's gone. We have to call the police." Trish fumbled for the phone.
"Trish where did Harm go?"
"To look for his father. His note said he left early this morning."
"Trish you know the police won't do anything for 48 hours. Come sit down and I'll call the airport and see is he got on a plane and when."
Trish went to the large oak dinning table and sat down beside Tuck.
"Where did Harm go? Why didn't he say bye?" Tuck looked up, his big brown eyes pleading for some answers to the confusion around him.
Trish looked down at her youngest son who worshiped his older brother and wondered how she was going to explain it him that his brother left and might not be coming back.
St. Mary's Hospital
San Diego, Ca.
Present
"I'm looking for information on Harmon Rabb Jr.
the nurse in the ER said they brought him up awhile
ago." Trish asked the nurse at the desk who was busy
doing her nails.
"Uhh...yeah...I remember him now. I don't know
anything until the doctor's come out. I do know that
they just called in two more specialist in. If you'll
have a seat in the waiting room I'll let the doctor
know when he comes out." And with that Mac and Trish
went to sit down while Ice stayed down stairs with
Spoon.
END PART 9!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
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FEEDBACK!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!