Title: Room With a View (6/6)
Author: Amanda M. Daugherty
E-mail: country_girl_2003@yahoo.com
Rating: PG-13
Classification: Story
Spoilers:
Summary: After a death at JAG the staff learns something about them that they never knew before.
Disclaimers: Don't own JAG or the song that was used
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Present
"That night was so special for me. I can't begin to explain the feeling I had when Bud and Harriet asked Mac and me if we would be their son's godparents. I wonder if they realized what they were really asking me. Did they realize that if something was to happen to them that their son would be left into mine and Mac's custody? That we would raise him and shape him into the man that he will be one day? It was such a rush when they asked me. Well today Harriet gave birth. It was a mess to begin with. The elevator at JAG was broke so everyone was running up and down the stairs all day. Including Harriet who always did the most running at JAG for everyone. I was walking downstairs to my car when I saw Harriet in the stairs bending over. At first I thought something was really wrong with the baby and then I realized that it was close to her due date. I made a joke about us always meeting in the stairwell and that people were going to start talking about us. I glad I got her to laugh at least a little bit while she was in so much pain. I helped her to the bullpen where I let her wait for Bud to show up. He was in court, but I sent someone after him. I don't even remember who it was now, maybe Tiner. Then Mac came over and had the idea of letting Harriet lay in the Admiral's office. I almost couldn't believe that she suggested that. Mac went and called Harriet's doctor who gladly informed her that Harriet had skipped the first part of labor and went into the second. I couldn't believe that only in this office. Bud came back and I sent him to go get the van and bring it around when we realized that we had to call an ambulance when Bud never returned. Then my worst nightmare showed up, Brumby. I really didn't know it was possible to hate someone that much. He's arrogant, rude, and most of all he chases Mac like there's no tomorrow. He told Mac that he had delivered several babies before when he heard Mac asking me if I would deliver AJ if it came to that. I couldn't help it, but I just had to ask if he'd ever delivered a baby in a hospital full of terrorists. The look on his face was worth it. But then Mac told him to help her with Harriet and the jerk had to get all smug on me. I never wanted to hit someone so much in my life. The office was be a great place to work if Brumby would just go back down under where he came from. Meanwhile Bud still hadn't come back and we were all getting pretty worried. I came back from getting the medic bag which took me forever to find to find Brumby gone, apparently he didn't know as much about babies as he thought he did. I was told...more like ordered by Mac to help Harriet breath while she went to find the ambulance. Imagine my expression later when I learned that it took the wrong pregnant lady. Again only at JAG. I turned out by the end of the day the Admiral wound up delivering my godson. I was in the office when he was actually born. I will never again in my life experience anything like watching him come into the world. It's a miracle, to see that little guy that was created out of Bud and Harriet's love. It was almost enough to bring me to tears. Mac, the Admiral, and I were standing on the steps when they took Harriet to the hospital when the Admiral put it best "never a dull moment around this place." Fits JAG perfect and I love it there. Mac and I also had a special day. Not only was our godson born but for some crazy idea we agreed to go halves on a kid if in five years time neither one of us was in a relationship. I don't know why I ever suggested it. To think Mac would want to have kids with someone like me is beyond crazy. Although our kids would be great with her looks and my brains or my looks and her brains. Best possible out come would be if they had both her looks and her brains then they'd be perfect. Hopefully it won't take five years for us to have a kid. If I'm lucky there will already be one in that time and another one on the way...only if Mac loved me the way I loved her. Anyway enough of the sappy stuff. I can just imagine my children reading this learning that their dad was a big sap. Later on at the hospital Mac and I walked to the nursery and looked at all the tiny babies that lay there. Some were crying while others lay there sleeping. We could spot AJ right away. Of course he was the one laying there crying and kicking all over the place. What else would you expect from Bud and Harriet. He lay there with these big blue eyes and a mass of blond hair sticking out from the tiny blue cap they stuck on his head. That is a day that I'll never forget along with my wedding day and the birth of my children."
When she finished reading Harriet had to wipe a tear that was falling down her face.
"Thank you for sharing that with me Trish." Harriet said handing the book back.
"I just thought that you guys would like to hear what Harm might not have told you when he was alive."
"We really appreciate it ma'am." Bud said as he tried to hide a yawn.
"Well it looks like someone's getting sleepy. Trish if you don't mind Bud and I are going to head out."
"Not at all dear. It was nice to see you again." Trish stated as she walked Harriet and Bud to the door.
"We really need to get going too." Admiral Chegwidden said as he patted Clay on the knee and stood up. "We've got an early meeting in the morning."
"I understand it is late." Trish looked at the clock that was hanging in the living room that read 3:00 am. "Thank you for coming. It was really nice to get to know Harm's friends better."
Trish hugged Admiral Chegwidden then Clay before saying a final goodbye.
Trish turned back around to see Mac cleaning up some plates and glasses that were still lying around.
"Mac could I see you for a moment? Frank finish cleaning up." Trish ordered and pulled Mac into Harm's bedroom and handed her the leather journal. "I didn't want anyone else to read this but you." Trish said then left.
Mac walked over to Harm's bed, sat down and began to read what her best friend had wrote that his mother thought that no one else should read.
"Mac came aboard the Patrick Henry today.. It's the first time I've seen her in months and she still looks as beautiful as she did the day I met her. She had come aboard because of an incident involving a pilot in my squadron and him killing some Russian peace keeping officers with his Tomcat and she was prosecuting. The only bad thing was that Mac's new partner had to come with her, Brumby. It had just arrived in DC two months before I left. I really didn't like that guy. He was rude, thought he was the best, and was so sweet on Mac it made me sick. Yeah sure Mac's not bad looking, but this guy was all wrong for her. That's something that I've always wondered, why does Mac always pick guys that will wind up hurting her. She always picks those guys who treat her well in the first place, but after a couple of months of getting serious they start to treat her like crap and I'm always the one left to pick up the pieces of her broken heart. I don't realize exactly it was when I fell in love with her, but all I know is that somewhere down this winding path that we're traveling I fell in love with my dark headed partner. Of course I could never tell her that because she'd kick my six to the moon and back, but I am in love with her. And I realize that I'll stand by her no matter what as long as she's happy. Her happiness is all that matters to me.
"I've laid awake many nights starring up at my ceiling wondering what my...our life would be like if she shared the same feelings for me that I do for her. What would it be like if she knew that she was the only one that I wanted to old until the day I died? Would she still even want to be my friend or would she run off and never speak to me again. When we would go to our godson's birthday parties would she wave to me from a far and never really say anything to me? Or would we both find the happiness that were looking for in each other? Would we be at our Godson's birthday parties with perhaps a little tyke of our own running around playing with him? And would be both come home after a hard days work and find comfort in each other? I long for the kind of love that my parents found in each other. The kind that lasts a life time and lingers on even after one is gone. I would give up anything if I could find a love like that. Even flying. But until Mac gives me any clue that she wants to further our relationship beyond friendship I'll remain here waiting. Beside I can't ask her to give her up life for me while I'm still out here on this carrier where she'd only see me twice a year. That's not fair to anyone and what if something happened to me like it did to my dad and grandfather. Those stupid Rabb men have a way of making their women live a life without them because they couldn't give up their planes. At times I think it's a curse and that I'm destined for the same thing. So maybe that's why I never want to get involved with her. I would never want to put her through that. She deserves so much better then what I could give her. She deserves a guy that can be home every night to give her a back rub after she's had a hard day. One that can give her children and be there to coach their little league games. Someone who she doesn't have to worry about getting killed 24-7. She deserves more than some washed up jet-jock even if my love is pure and true. I've got to stop now. I've got court in a few minutes and after that I've got to fly cover. It's hard out here being the legal weenie and the flyboy. Who knows maybe next time I can write about the case or something a little more interesting than some ramblings of an old man."
After reading that Mac knew that Harm really loved her only it was too late. He wasn't coming back, just like he had just said. Only it wasn't his plane that took him away from her, it was just her. She didn't know whether to be angry at Harm for not telling her that he loved her sooner so they would have had a chance at happiness or to be happy that at least she knew that she was loved by him. So she just down and cried knowing that Harm finally had his room with a view.
THE END!!!!!!!!!!!!!1
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Author: Amanda M. Daugherty
E-mail: country_girl_2003@yahoo.com
Rating: PG-13
Classification: Story
Spoilers:
Summary: After a death at JAG the staff learns something about them that they never knew before.
Disclaimers: Don't own JAG or the song that was used
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Present
"That night was so special for me. I can't begin to explain the feeling I had when Bud and Harriet asked Mac and me if we would be their son's godparents. I wonder if they realized what they were really asking me. Did they realize that if something was to happen to them that their son would be left into mine and Mac's custody? That we would raise him and shape him into the man that he will be one day? It was such a rush when they asked me. Well today Harriet gave birth. It was a mess to begin with. The elevator at JAG was broke so everyone was running up and down the stairs all day. Including Harriet who always did the most running at JAG for everyone. I was walking downstairs to my car when I saw Harriet in the stairs bending over. At first I thought something was really wrong with the baby and then I realized that it was close to her due date. I made a joke about us always meeting in the stairwell and that people were going to start talking about us. I glad I got her to laugh at least a little bit while she was in so much pain. I helped her to the bullpen where I let her wait for Bud to show up. He was in court, but I sent someone after him. I don't even remember who it was now, maybe Tiner. Then Mac came over and had the idea of letting Harriet lay in the Admiral's office. I almost couldn't believe that she suggested that. Mac went and called Harriet's doctor who gladly informed her that Harriet had skipped the first part of labor and went into the second. I couldn't believe that only in this office. Bud came back and I sent him to go get the van and bring it around when we realized that we had to call an ambulance when Bud never returned. Then my worst nightmare showed up, Brumby. I really didn't know it was possible to hate someone that much. He's arrogant, rude, and most of all he chases Mac like there's no tomorrow. He told Mac that he had delivered several babies before when he heard Mac asking me if I would deliver AJ if it came to that. I couldn't help it, but I just had to ask if he'd ever delivered a baby in a hospital full of terrorists. The look on his face was worth it. But then Mac told him to help her with Harriet and the jerk had to get all smug on me. I never wanted to hit someone so much in my life. The office was be a great place to work if Brumby would just go back down under where he came from. Meanwhile Bud still hadn't come back and we were all getting pretty worried. I came back from getting the medic bag which took me forever to find to find Brumby gone, apparently he didn't know as much about babies as he thought he did. I was told...more like ordered by Mac to help Harriet breath while she went to find the ambulance. Imagine my expression later when I learned that it took the wrong pregnant lady. Again only at JAG. I turned out by the end of the day the Admiral wound up delivering my godson. I was in the office when he was actually born. I will never again in my life experience anything like watching him come into the world. It's a miracle, to see that little guy that was created out of Bud and Harriet's love. It was almost enough to bring me to tears. Mac, the Admiral, and I were standing on the steps when they took Harriet to the hospital when the Admiral put it best "never a dull moment around this place." Fits JAG perfect and I love it there. Mac and I also had a special day. Not only was our godson born but for some crazy idea we agreed to go halves on a kid if in five years time neither one of us was in a relationship. I don't know why I ever suggested it. To think Mac would want to have kids with someone like me is beyond crazy. Although our kids would be great with her looks and my brains or my looks and her brains. Best possible out come would be if they had both her looks and her brains then they'd be perfect. Hopefully it won't take five years for us to have a kid. If I'm lucky there will already be one in that time and another one on the way...only if Mac loved me the way I loved her. Anyway enough of the sappy stuff. I can just imagine my children reading this learning that their dad was a big sap. Later on at the hospital Mac and I walked to the nursery and looked at all the tiny babies that lay there. Some were crying while others lay there sleeping. We could spot AJ right away. Of course he was the one laying there crying and kicking all over the place. What else would you expect from Bud and Harriet. He lay there with these big blue eyes and a mass of blond hair sticking out from the tiny blue cap they stuck on his head. That is a day that I'll never forget along with my wedding day and the birth of my children."
When she finished reading Harriet had to wipe a tear that was falling down her face.
"Thank you for sharing that with me Trish." Harriet said handing the book back.
"I just thought that you guys would like to hear what Harm might not have told you when he was alive."
"We really appreciate it ma'am." Bud said as he tried to hide a yawn.
"Well it looks like someone's getting sleepy. Trish if you don't mind Bud and I are going to head out."
"Not at all dear. It was nice to see you again." Trish stated as she walked Harriet and Bud to the door.
"We really need to get going too." Admiral Chegwidden said as he patted Clay on the knee and stood up. "We've got an early meeting in the morning."
"I understand it is late." Trish looked at the clock that was hanging in the living room that read 3:00 am. "Thank you for coming. It was really nice to get to know Harm's friends better."
Trish hugged Admiral Chegwidden then Clay before saying a final goodbye.
Trish turned back around to see Mac cleaning up some plates and glasses that were still lying around.
"Mac could I see you for a moment? Frank finish cleaning up." Trish ordered and pulled Mac into Harm's bedroom and handed her the leather journal. "I didn't want anyone else to read this but you." Trish said then left.
Mac walked over to Harm's bed, sat down and began to read what her best friend had wrote that his mother thought that no one else should read.
"Mac came aboard the Patrick Henry today.. It's the first time I've seen her in months and she still looks as beautiful as she did the day I met her. She had come aboard because of an incident involving a pilot in my squadron and him killing some Russian peace keeping officers with his Tomcat and she was prosecuting. The only bad thing was that Mac's new partner had to come with her, Brumby. It had just arrived in DC two months before I left. I really didn't like that guy. He was rude, thought he was the best, and was so sweet on Mac it made me sick. Yeah sure Mac's not bad looking, but this guy was all wrong for her. That's something that I've always wondered, why does Mac always pick guys that will wind up hurting her. She always picks those guys who treat her well in the first place, but after a couple of months of getting serious they start to treat her like crap and I'm always the one left to pick up the pieces of her broken heart. I don't realize exactly it was when I fell in love with her, but all I know is that somewhere down this winding path that we're traveling I fell in love with my dark headed partner. Of course I could never tell her that because she'd kick my six to the moon and back, but I am in love with her. And I realize that I'll stand by her no matter what as long as she's happy. Her happiness is all that matters to me.
"I've laid awake many nights starring up at my ceiling wondering what my...our life would be like if she shared the same feelings for me that I do for her. What would it be like if she knew that she was the only one that I wanted to old until the day I died? Would she still even want to be my friend or would she run off and never speak to me again. When we would go to our godson's birthday parties would she wave to me from a far and never really say anything to me? Or would we both find the happiness that were looking for in each other? Would we be at our Godson's birthday parties with perhaps a little tyke of our own running around playing with him? And would be both come home after a hard days work and find comfort in each other? I long for the kind of love that my parents found in each other. The kind that lasts a life time and lingers on even after one is gone. I would give up anything if I could find a love like that. Even flying. But until Mac gives me any clue that she wants to further our relationship beyond friendship I'll remain here waiting. Beside I can't ask her to give her up life for me while I'm still out here on this carrier where she'd only see me twice a year. That's not fair to anyone and what if something happened to me like it did to my dad and grandfather. Those stupid Rabb men have a way of making their women live a life without them because they couldn't give up their planes. At times I think it's a curse and that I'm destined for the same thing. So maybe that's why I never want to get involved with her. I would never want to put her through that. She deserves so much better then what I could give her. She deserves a guy that can be home every night to give her a back rub after she's had a hard day. One that can give her children and be there to coach their little league games. Someone who she doesn't have to worry about getting killed 24-7. She deserves more than some washed up jet-jock even if my love is pure and true. I've got to stop now. I've got court in a few minutes and after that I've got to fly cover. It's hard out here being the legal weenie and the flyboy. Who knows maybe next time I can write about the case or something a little more interesting than some ramblings of an old man."
After reading that Mac knew that Harm really loved her only it was too late. He wasn't coming back, just like he had just said. Only it wasn't his plane that took him away from her, it was just her. She didn't know whether to be angry at Harm for not telling her that he loved her sooner so they would have had a chance at happiness or to be happy that at least she knew that she was loved by him. So she just down and cried knowing that Harm finally had his room with a view.
THE END!!!!!!!!!!!!!1
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