For information see Pt 1
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1230 Zulu
Fall's Church, VA
JAG Headquarters
The Office of Commander Harmon Rabb Jr.
Harm dialed the number from the business card he had been given.
"Hello. This is the office of MacKenzie, Luther and Rasch. Jessica speaking."
"Hello. This is Commander Rabb. I would like to speak to Ms. MacKenzie and Mr. Tiner."
"I'm sorry sir, but Ms. MacKenzie is out to lunch, but I can re-direct you to Mr. Tiner."
"That will be fine."
An unwelcome thought flitted through Harm's mind. What if his Sarah was out to lunch with another man, that Ryan Dylan? Then Harm's internal alarm blared. His Sarah, another man!?! Is there such thing as a slip of the mind, because Harm was having more than his share lately.
"Jason Tiner here."
"Mr. Tiner, This is Commander Rabb. I was just calling to let you know that you and Ms. MacKenzie are expected at JAG HQ to go to the USS Essex at 0700 in two days."
"Oh, Thank you, Commander. I'll pass that along to Sarah."
"Just where is Ms. MacKenzie right now?"
"Oh, Sarah's out to lunch with Mr. Dylan...a friend."
"Oh, all right, then. I'll call back in a few hours to give her the specifics."
"OK, Sir."
"Oh! Jason, What's her extension?"
"Sarah's extension is #4536. Goodbye, Sir"
"Goodbye"
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1420 Zulu
Fall's Church, VA
JAG Headquarters
The Office of Commander Harmon Rabb Jr.
Harm dialed the number that Jason had given him.
"Sarah MacKenzie's office." A male voice came from the other end of the line.
Harm stared at the phone. Harm knew for a fact that the secretary was a woman, so who the heck was this guy?
Then Harm regained his wits and responded, "This Commander Rabb, may I speak to Ms. MacKenzie?"
"What should I say this is concerning?" The voice sounded slightly suspicious and maybe a little jealous, but that could have just been Harm's overactive imagination. Either way, Harm did not like the sound of this man.
"Say this is concerning a confidential case of Ms. MacKenzie's and Commander Rabb's." Harm couldn't help but put a hint of superiority in his voice at knowing something the other man didn't.
"Just a moment." The man seemed to spat the words out.
While Harm was waiting, he marveled at the way his and Sarah's names even sounded right together. Then he heard some muffled voices on the other end as if someone wasn't doing too good a job of covering the receiver.
"Ryan, who was that?"
Harm could tell that the voice belonged to Sarah.
"Why didn't I know about this confidential case and this Commander Rabb, Sarah?"
Even with the sound muffled Harm could hear the accusing tone in his voice and he didn't like it one bit.
'Well, number one is that this is a confidential case, and two is that I met the commander just yesterday. God, I can't believe you're acting this way! First you practically threaten to beat up Jason because you thought he was hitting on me and now you're questioning me about every man I meet! Give me the phone!"
"Hello? Commander Rabb? Harm?" Sarah's voice sounded strained and Harm had a sudden notion to drive down to her office and hold her tightly.
"I'm here, Sarah. Are you all right?" Even Harm could the worry in his own voice.
"I'm fine Harm, just could you hold for a moment?"
"Yeah, of course."
He was pretty sure he heard Sarah's voice tell someone to leave the office.
"Hi again, Harm. Why did you call?"
"Did Mr. Tiner tell you that you have clearance to investigate aboard the USS Essex?"
"No, he didn't, but I just got back."
"Oh, well, I was just going to go over some details with you."
"When do we leave?"
"Umm...in two days at 0700."
"In that case, I'm really swamped today. Do you want to meet for lunch and go over it tomorrow?"
"Sure, whatever's more convenient for you." Inwardly Harm's heart was jumping up and down while his rationality was yelling at it that this wasn't a date.
"Great. Have you been to that new deli off the Beltway?"
"No, I haven't but I know what you're talking about. Is 1230 all right with you?"
"That's perfect. I'll see you tomorrow, Commander."
"And I, you, Counselor."
Harm hung up the phone hoping she would be OK. Then Harm had that familiar feeling of wanting to pound Ryan's teeth down his throat. Harm even thought the guy's name bitterly.
Then a wave of elation coursed through his body. The Admiral said she could more than take care of herself and tomorrow he was going to be on a lunch date with her!
Harm let out a triumphant and loud, "YES!"
The whole bullpen turned to look at the office of a usually collected and reserved naval commander.
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1230 Zulu
Fall's Church, VA
JAG Headquarters
The Office of Commander Harmon Rabb Jr.
Harm dialed the number from the business card he had been given.
"Hello. This is the office of MacKenzie, Luther and Rasch. Jessica speaking."
"Hello. This is Commander Rabb. I would like to speak to Ms. MacKenzie and Mr. Tiner."
"I'm sorry sir, but Ms. MacKenzie is out to lunch, but I can re-direct you to Mr. Tiner."
"That will be fine."
An unwelcome thought flitted through Harm's mind. What if his Sarah was out to lunch with another man, that Ryan Dylan? Then Harm's internal alarm blared. His Sarah, another man!?! Is there such thing as a slip of the mind, because Harm was having more than his share lately.
"Jason Tiner here."
"Mr. Tiner, This is Commander Rabb. I was just calling to let you know that you and Ms. MacKenzie are expected at JAG HQ to go to the USS Essex at 0700 in two days."
"Oh, Thank you, Commander. I'll pass that along to Sarah."
"Just where is Ms. MacKenzie right now?"
"Oh, Sarah's out to lunch with Mr. Dylan...a friend."
"Oh, all right, then. I'll call back in a few hours to give her the specifics."
"OK, Sir."
"Oh! Jason, What's her extension?"
"Sarah's extension is #4536. Goodbye, Sir"
"Goodbye"
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1420 Zulu
Fall's Church, VA
JAG Headquarters
The Office of Commander Harmon Rabb Jr.
Harm dialed the number that Jason had given him.
"Sarah MacKenzie's office." A male voice came from the other end of the line.
Harm stared at the phone. Harm knew for a fact that the secretary was a woman, so who the heck was this guy?
Then Harm regained his wits and responded, "This Commander Rabb, may I speak to Ms. MacKenzie?"
"What should I say this is concerning?" The voice sounded slightly suspicious and maybe a little jealous, but that could have just been Harm's overactive imagination. Either way, Harm did not like the sound of this man.
"Say this is concerning a confidential case of Ms. MacKenzie's and Commander Rabb's." Harm couldn't help but put a hint of superiority in his voice at knowing something the other man didn't.
"Just a moment." The man seemed to spat the words out.
While Harm was waiting, he marveled at the way his and Sarah's names even sounded right together. Then he heard some muffled voices on the other end as if someone wasn't doing too good a job of covering the receiver.
"Ryan, who was that?"
Harm could tell that the voice belonged to Sarah.
"Why didn't I know about this confidential case and this Commander Rabb, Sarah?"
Even with the sound muffled Harm could hear the accusing tone in his voice and he didn't like it one bit.
'Well, number one is that this is a confidential case, and two is that I met the commander just yesterday. God, I can't believe you're acting this way! First you practically threaten to beat up Jason because you thought he was hitting on me and now you're questioning me about every man I meet! Give me the phone!"
"Hello? Commander Rabb? Harm?" Sarah's voice sounded strained and Harm had a sudden notion to drive down to her office and hold her tightly.
"I'm here, Sarah. Are you all right?" Even Harm could the worry in his own voice.
"I'm fine Harm, just could you hold for a moment?"
"Yeah, of course."
He was pretty sure he heard Sarah's voice tell someone to leave the office.
"Hi again, Harm. Why did you call?"
"Did Mr. Tiner tell you that you have clearance to investigate aboard the USS Essex?"
"No, he didn't, but I just got back."
"Oh, well, I was just going to go over some details with you."
"When do we leave?"
"Umm...in two days at 0700."
"In that case, I'm really swamped today. Do you want to meet for lunch and go over it tomorrow?"
"Sure, whatever's more convenient for you." Inwardly Harm's heart was jumping up and down while his rationality was yelling at it that this wasn't a date.
"Great. Have you been to that new deli off the Beltway?"
"No, I haven't but I know what you're talking about. Is 1230 all right with you?"
"That's perfect. I'll see you tomorrow, Commander."
"And I, you, Counselor."
Harm hung up the phone hoping she would be OK. Then Harm had that familiar feeling of wanting to pound Ryan's teeth down his throat. Harm even thought the guy's name bitterly.
Then a wave of elation coursed through his body. The Admiral said she could more than take care of herself and tomorrow he was going to be on a lunch date with her!
Harm let out a triumphant and loud, "YES!"
The whole bullpen turned to look at the office of a usually collected and reserved naval commander.
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