(A/N: Yea! I finally figured out what I am going to do with
this story! Notice the eye catching title there. Warning:
This will be another brain teaser. Basically another who did
it? It won't get very interesting till the next few
chapters, and if anyone can help, I am making Bud and Harriet
have two more children. They will be twins, a boy and a girl.
Anyone who has ideas for names, please e mail me! Thanks and
enjoy the story. Disclaimers: Same as in last chapter.)
Fade in.
(Harm's POV)
After working almost all day on the farm, and finishing up some odd jobs, I headed to the house to get cleaned up for dinner. My whole body was aching, and I longed to be back in Washington shuffling paper and being there with Mac and Trey, but duty called. Sure the work was hard, but Jim and Martha needed me.
After helping with the dishes and spending sometime with Jim, I went outside and called Mac. I knew it was probably late, but after almost three weeks of being without her, I needed to hear her voice.
"Colonel Mackenzie"
"Hello beautiful"
"Harm!"
I chuckled, hearing Trey babbling in the back round. "Hey Mac, put him on for a minute."
"Hey there buddy."
I can hear Trey's light breathing, telling me he is listening. My breath catches in my throat, as I hear Mac is laughing in the back round. How I wish I could be there.
"Daddy is going to be home soon pal. You take care of your mom for me, huh? And don't get into too much trouble."
"Dadadada" (A/N: I know this is not a word, but this is how my nephew says it when he says dada.)
I can feel tears stinging my cheek as I take the phone away from my ear for a second.
"Hey Harm, you there?"
"I'm still here, I miss you Sarah."
"I miss you too Harm. Any idea when you can come back home?"
"It won't be too much longer, just a few more days."
"How are things out there? Is your friend doing okay?"
"He's doing better, getting stronger everyday. His doctor has a lot of faith in him. How are things out there?"
"Well JAG is as busy as ever, but it's nothing we can't handle. It's actually been kinda quiet around here, with no guns going off in the courtroom and all."
I could swear I could see her smiling on the other end of the phone, "You are never going to let me live that one down are you?"
"Not anytime soon."
We both laughed for a second before sighing.
"I'll be home Sarah."
"I love you Harm."
"I love you too Sarah."
After hanging up with Mac, feeling empty I sat on the porch swing that overlooked the farm. I shake my head still not knowing how I ever got through those years of just having her as a friend. I stood up forgetting that I put my cell phone on my lap. I cursed as I watched it fall on the porch. I picked it up praying it still worked, but it didn't. Know what was I going to do? There was no place around here to go and have it fixed, and it was at least fifty miles to the nearest phone. That would take like two days to get there by wagon. (A/N: We're talking old, old Irish town here) Damn it! I took a deep breath and finally calmed down. I mean what could happen in three days?
TBC
Fade in.
(Harm's POV)
After working almost all day on the farm, and finishing up some odd jobs, I headed to the house to get cleaned up for dinner. My whole body was aching, and I longed to be back in Washington shuffling paper and being there with Mac and Trey, but duty called. Sure the work was hard, but Jim and Martha needed me.
After helping with the dishes and spending sometime with Jim, I went outside and called Mac. I knew it was probably late, but after almost three weeks of being without her, I needed to hear her voice.
"Colonel Mackenzie"
"Hello beautiful"
"Harm!"
I chuckled, hearing Trey babbling in the back round. "Hey Mac, put him on for a minute."
"Hey there buddy."
I can hear Trey's light breathing, telling me he is listening. My breath catches in my throat, as I hear Mac is laughing in the back round. How I wish I could be there.
"Daddy is going to be home soon pal. You take care of your mom for me, huh? And don't get into too much trouble."
"Dadadada" (A/N: I know this is not a word, but this is how my nephew says it when he says dada.)
I can feel tears stinging my cheek as I take the phone away from my ear for a second.
"Hey Harm, you there?"
"I'm still here, I miss you Sarah."
"I miss you too Harm. Any idea when you can come back home?"
"It won't be too much longer, just a few more days."
"How are things out there? Is your friend doing okay?"
"He's doing better, getting stronger everyday. His doctor has a lot of faith in him. How are things out there?"
"Well JAG is as busy as ever, but it's nothing we can't handle. It's actually been kinda quiet around here, with no guns going off in the courtroom and all."
I could swear I could see her smiling on the other end of the phone, "You are never going to let me live that one down are you?"
"Not anytime soon."
We both laughed for a second before sighing.
"I'll be home Sarah."
"I love you Harm."
"I love you too Sarah."
After hanging up with Mac, feeling empty I sat on the porch swing that overlooked the farm. I shake my head still not knowing how I ever got through those years of just having her as a friend. I stood up forgetting that I put my cell phone on my lap. I cursed as I watched it fall on the porch. I picked it up praying it still worked, but it didn't. Know what was I going to do? There was no place around here to go and have it fixed, and it was at least fifty miles to the nearest phone. That would take like two days to get there by wagon. (A/N: We're talking old, old Irish town here) Damn it! I took a deep breath and finally calmed down. I mean what could happen in three days?
TBC