Disclaimer: I don't own JAG or any of it's characters, I do however own Riley and other unfamiliar people!

A/N: First JAG fic., please be kind! R&R

A/N/A: I am going somewhere, tomorrow, then I am going to Kentucky on Thurs., Fri, Sat., and Sunday! So sorry if I leave you in suspense!



As Riley threw her bag down she fell back on to her bed. She then reached for a photo at the head of the bed. She usually did that whenever she got in.

Riley sighed as she looked at it. The frame was a wire one with 'Best Friends.' It was a picture of Her mom and her at California Beach the last summer. They went when her mom had gotten a leave. That was where they always went. They had a beach house there. Riley was wearing her blue bikini with the purple flowers on the bottoms. Her Mom was wearing a camouflage bikini. (Which was quite typical.) They were both wearing sunglasses, Riley's were Nikes' and Her mom's were Oakley. Riley leaned back on her pillow. She then made a sudden movement and put the picture down. On the bed shelf at the head, right next to her lamp that looked like a moon.

"I won't let you down, ma'am. I won't."

She then got up and went to her dresser. Out of it she picked her shirt that said "Army Brat" and then her blue jean shorts. She kicked off her Nike shoes. Then walked to her bathroom. Her bathroom was just as nicely decorated. It had more of a sky and ocean design then anything.

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After Riley took her shower she went in the living room and looked at her dad. He was really concentrating on that case. It was a new one that the Admiral had given him. No doubt about it, it was one involving something in New Mexico, at Holloman Air Force Base. Riley stayed out of her father's business.most of the time.

"So, Riles, how well did you and the Colonel get along?" His smile that Riley was thinking she wanted to see came back.

"Well, Sir." Riley was cut short by her dad..

"Riley, you don't have to call me sir at home. Trust me." He flickered his smile.

"We actually got along." Riley then sat down diagonally from her father.

*Geeze, no wonder mom fell in love with him, he has that grin. I think I really like the Colonel, I wonder if her and dad have something going on.*

"Hey, dad. I noticed something."

"What Riles?"

"Every time I say Mac or the Colonel, you smile. Are you like digging her, sir?"

"Riley Elizabeth Michelle Rabb." He looked daggers at her. She flinched at her whole name.

"Yes, sir?" She sounded scared. Harm noticed it, he also noticed she squinted at the name of Michelle. Harm sat thinking before he went on.

'She was never scared the last time her mother wrote. I mean she always said that Riley was just as brave as me.'

"Riley, stay out of my personal love-life."

"Does that mean yes?"

"Riley."

"Well, dad?"

"Go to your room." As soon as he finished the sentence, the doorbell rang. Riley jumped up and on the way to the door she sang 'I am saved by the bell.'

As she opened the door there Mac stood in a white spaghetti strapped shirt and blue jeans. Riley leaned to ask Mac a question. Mac leaned back then mouthed the words, 'We'll talk later.' Riley nodded then spoke out loud.

"Welcome to the Rabb residence. Colonel." Mac smiled then replied by stepping back.

"Please, call me Mac."