Hey guys! I am sooooo sorry that I haven't updated for such a long time,
I'm not gonna lie and say that I was real busy with school and I didn't
have enough time because I have had time. I have just been real lazy. And
I've been spending all my time on the computer reading Alias and Stargate
fanfictions since JAG hasn't been on TV here in Australia for AGES!!
Ok well enough of that here is the next chapter and I hope you enjoy it.
I've already written the entire story so I'm gonna try and post it all over
the next 6 weeks I have left of Christmas holidays. If I'm getting slack
just keep hassling me and I promise I WILL post it all.
Enjoy! Misty.
Mac had just exited the Admiral's office and was walking back through the bullpen to her own when Harriet stopped her. "Excuse me ma'am," she said, "but Commander Rabb asked me to give this to you and to say sorry but he had to go." "He did?" Mac asked "Harriet do you know where he went?" "No ma'am I don't. I'm sorry," she answered. "Oh never mind, thanks anyway." Mac said and went into her office. She dropped the tape onto her desk and leant back in her chair with a sigh. For some reason Mic had come back and replaced Harm. The Admiral wouldn't tell her why but she knew something was going on.
Mac had just finished her preparations for a case when Mic knocked on her door and asked if she would like to go out for lunch. It was good seeing Mic again, they talked about the calling-off of the wedding and decided that it was best for the both of them. When Mac asked Mic if he knew where Harm went he got a serious look on his face and told her he didn't know. "Yeah that's just like Harm," Mac said, "leave and don't tell anyone where your going." *Let alone me* she thought, "He's probably gone back to flying again." She finished angrily. "Don't be angry at Harm Sarah. He's a bloody good bloke and is more than likely doing something great!" Mic said, trying to stick up for Harm without giving away too much. "What changed YOUR mind?" Mac asked with a laugh. "Last think I knew you two hated each other." "I just have a lot of respect for him now that's all." Mic answered truthfully.
Over the next few days Brumby and Mac grew close again yet they both agreed not to let it become a serious relationship. There had been no news from Harm but the Admiral assured Mac that he was fine. And he was. For days Harm had been doing what he was there to do and Webb was getting closer to capturing the group. Harm had met with very little resistance for the first two days but as the CIA got closer to capturing the terrorists, Harm had been more restricted. He had threats coming in everyday against his life but nothing had happened yet. Harm was sitting in his quarters at the consulate on the tenth day of the assignment and had just received news from Webb. They had captured and charged one of the remaining leaders of the group and were currently questioning him. "It shouldn't be long now Harm, you've done a great job." Webb said before he hung up. 'Thank god,' Harm thought. 'I can finally get back to Mac.' But before he could even get out of his chair someone grabbed him from behind and held a cloth over his face. Harm's last thought as he was struggling to get free was of Mac. Harm was driven back into consciousness by a painful kick to the stomach and he slowly opened his eyes to a stinking, rat-infested basement with nothing in it but a chair, which he was presently being tied to. There were three men in the room and they were talking in a language he couldn't understand. While one of them was tying him to the chair, the other two were having a discussion. The tallest of the three said something to the one tying Harm up and then walked towards them and leaned down to look at Harm. Harm nearly gagged at the man's foul smelling breath as he spoke to him. "Where is Filando?" the tall man, who seemed to be the leader asked. "Filando?" Harm asked and then winced when he received a slap to the face. "You will tell me where my brother is or you will be killed." The boss said in badly spoken English. "I don't know who or where your brother is so you aren't going to get anything out of me until you tell me what the hell you are talking about." Harm said angrily. "Stupid American," the leader said before continuing, "Ok then, if you want to play it the hard way, then I'll go along with it." He then said something to the man he called Lisorea and smiled smugly as Lisorea produced a leather strap and hit Harm with it until he bled. Harm tried to hold back his screams of pain but couldn't, then sobbed in agony when Lisorea had stopped. "Now American, since you will not talk we will have to use you as an example to your people. They will have to save you now." The leader said with a laugh and spat in Harm's face before leaving him to be beaten by not only Lisorea but the other man Malla also. For twenty minutes all that could be heard in the deserted house were Harms cries of pain before they finally subsided and he passed out from the pain.
Back at JAG headquarters
"Good morning Mic!" Mac said to Brumby cheerfully as she entered the bullpen, but her cheerfulness vanished when she noticed his ashen face. "Mic..?" she asked worriedly. "W..Whats going on?" "You need to come with me Sarah, there's something you should know." Brumby said, leading her to the Admirals office. Tiner buzzed the Admiral to tell him that Mac had arrived and a weary sounding AJ told him to send her in. Brumby held the door open for her and she walked in. In her confused state she didn't notice Webb until he sat down in the chair next to her while Mic stood by the door. "Admiral?!" Mac asked, while hundreds of worst-case scenarios were running through her mind.
Now that I've read that through, I've come to realise that all those guys names are really weird. I made them up so that's why they make no sense but anyways. Umm.ok that's all I have to say. If I don't post anymore before Christmas I hope you all have a very Merry Christmas! Later
Mac had just exited the Admiral's office and was walking back through the bullpen to her own when Harriet stopped her. "Excuse me ma'am," she said, "but Commander Rabb asked me to give this to you and to say sorry but he had to go." "He did?" Mac asked "Harriet do you know where he went?" "No ma'am I don't. I'm sorry," she answered. "Oh never mind, thanks anyway." Mac said and went into her office. She dropped the tape onto her desk and leant back in her chair with a sigh. For some reason Mic had come back and replaced Harm. The Admiral wouldn't tell her why but she knew something was going on.
Mac had just finished her preparations for a case when Mic knocked on her door and asked if she would like to go out for lunch. It was good seeing Mic again, they talked about the calling-off of the wedding and decided that it was best for the both of them. When Mac asked Mic if he knew where Harm went he got a serious look on his face and told her he didn't know. "Yeah that's just like Harm," Mac said, "leave and don't tell anyone where your going." *Let alone me* she thought, "He's probably gone back to flying again." She finished angrily. "Don't be angry at Harm Sarah. He's a bloody good bloke and is more than likely doing something great!" Mic said, trying to stick up for Harm without giving away too much. "What changed YOUR mind?" Mac asked with a laugh. "Last think I knew you two hated each other." "I just have a lot of respect for him now that's all." Mic answered truthfully.
Over the next few days Brumby and Mac grew close again yet they both agreed not to let it become a serious relationship. There had been no news from Harm but the Admiral assured Mac that he was fine. And he was. For days Harm had been doing what he was there to do and Webb was getting closer to capturing the group. Harm had met with very little resistance for the first two days but as the CIA got closer to capturing the terrorists, Harm had been more restricted. He had threats coming in everyday against his life but nothing had happened yet. Harm was sitting in his quarters at the consulate on the tenth day of the assignment and had just received news from Webb. They had captured and charged one of the remaining leaders of the group and were currently questioning him. "It shouldn't be long now Harm, you've done a great job." Webb said before he hung up. 'Thank god,' Harm thought. 'I can finally get back to Mac.' But before he could even get out of his chair someone grabbed him from behind and held a cloth over his face. Harm's last thought as he was struggling to get free was of Mac. Harm was driven back into consciousness by a painful kick to the stomach and he slowly opened his eyes to a stinking, rat-infested basement with nothing in it but a chair, which he was presently being tied to. There were three men in the room and they were talking in a language he couldn't understand. While one of them was tying him to the chair, the other two were having a discussion. The tallest of the three said something to the one tying Harm up and then walked towards them and leaned down to look at Harm. Harm nearly gagged at the man's foul smelling breath as he spoke to him. "Where is Filando?" the tall man, who seemed to be the leader asked. "Filando?" Harm asked and then winced when he received a slap to the face. "You will tell me where my brother is or you will be killed." The boss said in badly spoken English. "I don't know who or where your brother is so you aren't going to get anything out of me until you tell me what the hell you are talking about." Harm said angrily. "Stupid American," the leader said before continuing, "Ok then, if you want to play it the hard way, then I'll go along with it." He then said something to the man he called Lisorea and smiled smugly as Lisorea produced a leather strap and hit Harm with it until he bled. Harm tried to hold back his screams of pain but couldn't, then sobbed in agony when Lisorea had stopped. "Now American, since you will not talk we will have to use you as an example to your people. They will have to save you now." The leader said with a laugh and spat in Harm's face before leaving him to be beaten by not only Lisorea but the other man Malla also. For twenty minutes all that could be heard in the deserted house were Harms cries of pain before they finally subsided and he passed out from the pain.
Back at JAG headquarters
"Good morning Mic!" Mac said to Brumby cheerfully as she entered the bullpen, but her cheerfulness vanished when she noticed his ashen face. "Mic..?" she asked worriedly. "W..Whats going on?" "You need to come with me Sarah, there's something you should know." Brumby said, leading her to the Admirals office. Tiner buzzed the Admiral to tell him that Mac had arrived and a weary sounding AJ told him to send her in. Brumby held the door open for her and she walked in. In her confused state she didn't notice Webb until he sat down in the chair next to her while Mic stood by the door. "Admiral?!" Mac asked, while hundreds of worst-case scenarios were running through her mind.
Now that I've read that through, I've come to realise that all those guys names are really weird. I made them up so that's why they make no sense but anyways. Umm.ok that's all I have to say. If I don't post anymore before Christmas I hope you all have a very Merry Christmas! Later