(A/N: this is going to be a very different story, then any of
you have ever read before. This is also going to be one of my
longest fics. It might be a little boring now, and the title
may make no sense, but don't worry, you'll see where I'm
going soon. There are many spoilers for this, but there are
to many to name. Please read and review.)
(Jen Carter's POV)
I hated hospitals; the antiseptic smell, the white walls. This was the only part of my job that I hated. Working at child and family services, I often had to come and talk to kids or families here. Sighing, I strolled down past the nurse's station and found detective Barn's standing outside one of the exam rooms.
"What do we have?"
"Fourteen year old boy, beaten unconscious by his step father, his mother was dead by the time we found them."
"Do you have the step father in custody?"
"No. The neighbor, called heard the screaming and called it in. We got the statement from the boy a little while ago. He kept asking me to call a Harmon Rabb."
"Who?"
"The boy said he was a friend of the family."
"Does he have a number?"
"No, he said that he knew where he worked though," She said handing me the paper.
"Right, what's the kid's name?"
"Josh. Josh Pendry."
(Harm's POV)
The Admiral was pissed this morning, and he was gunning for me. The damn Hastings case had gone to the press, and now there was going to be hell to pay, not to mention the fact that I was ten minutes late. I should have gone in with Mac instead of sleeping in.
"Sir, the Admiral wanted to see you as soon as you got in," Tiner said taking my cover and brief case.
"Are Sturgis and Mac already there?"
"Went in five minutes ago."
"Damn. Thanks Tiner."
I knocked, and then went in, snapping to attention in front of the Admiral.
"Nice of you to join us Rabb."
"Sorry sir, there was a traffic accident this morning and-"
"I don't want to hear it. Now that we're all here, maybe we can get down to business."
Just then Tiner knocked on the door, and stuck his head in. "Sir, Captain Rabb has a phone call."
"Take a message Tiner, we're in a meeting."
"Sir, the caller is from child and family services."
My jaw dropped to the floor, and I could feel everyone looking at me.
"What line?" the Admiral asked.
"One sir."
The Admiral handed me the phone, and pushed the button.
(Mac's POV)
I looked at my husband, while he took the call. After only a few minutes talking to the person, his face paled and his jaw dropped.
"What? Where is his mother? Oh I see. Yes. Yes. I'll be down there as soon as I can, thank you."
He handed the phone back to the Admiral, and stood there a moment.
"Sir I need to request emergency leave."
"Something wrong Rabb?"
"Harm?" I asked.
"Sir, can I explain latter? I really need to get going."
"Dismissed."
He snapped to attention, glancing quickly at me, tell me he would call me latter, before he left.
"Any idea what that was about Colonel?"
"No idea, sir."
"Child and family services calling Harm? I wonder what that was about." Sturgis mussed aloud.
We continued the meeting, but my mind was still on that call that Harm got. Why would child and family services be calling Harm? What wasn't he telling me?
TBC
(Jen Carter's POV)
I hated hospitals; the antiseptic smell, the white walls. This was the only part of my job that I hated. Working at child and family services, I often had to come and talk to kids or families here. Sighing, I strolled down past the nurse's station and found detective Barn's standing outside one of the exam rooms.
"What do we have?"
"Fourteen year old boy, beaten unconscious by his step father, his mother was dead by the time we found them."
"Do you have the step father in custody?"
"No. The neighbor, called heard the screaming and called it in. We got the statement from the boy a little while ago. He kept asking me to call a Harmon Rabb."
"Who?"
"The boy said he was a friend of the family."
"Does he have a number?"
"No, he said that he knew where he worked though," She said handing me the paper.
"Right, what's the kid's name?"
"Josh. Josh Pendry."
(Harm's POV)
The Admiral was pissed this morning, and he was gunning for me. The damn Hastings case had gone to the press, and now there was going to be hell to pay, not to mention the fact that I was ten minutes late. I should have gone in with Mac instead of sleeping in.
"Sir, the Admiral wanted to see you as soon as you got in," Tiner said taking my cover and brief case.
"Are Sturgis and Mac already there?"
"Went in five minutes ago."
"Damn. Thanks Tiner."
I knocked, and then went in, snapping to attention in front of the Admiral.
"Nice of you to join us Rabb."
"Sorry sir, there was a traffic accident this morning and-"
"I don't want to hear it. Now that we're all here, maybe we can get down to business."
Just then Tiner knocked on the door, and stuck his head in. "Sir, Captain Rabb has a phone call."
"Take a message Tiner, we're in a meeting."
"Sir, the caller is from child and family services."
My jaw dropped to the floor, and I could feel everyone looking at me.
"What line?" the Admiral asked.
"One sir."
The Admiral handed me the phone, and pushed the button.
(Mac's POV)
I looked at my husband, while he took the call. After only a few minutes talking to the person, his face paled and his jaw dropped.
"What? Where is his mother? Oh I see. Yes. Yes. I'll be down there as soon as I can, thank you."
He handed the phone back to the Admiral, and stood there a moment.
"Sir I need to request emergency leave."
"Something wrong Rabb?"
"Harm?" I asked.
"Sir, can I explain latter? I really need to get going."
"Dismissed."
He snapped to attention, glancing quickly at me, tell me he would call me latter, before he left.
"Any idea what that was about Colonel?"
"No idea, sir."
"Child and family services calling Harm? I wonder what that was about." Sturgis mussed aloud.
We continued the meeting, but my mind was still on that call that Harm got. Why would child and family services be calling Harm? What wasn't he telling me?
TBC