For information see Pt 1
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1403 Zulu
Somewhere Off The Beltway
Coffman's Delicatessen
"No, I called you a big, strong, hideously grotesque naval commander."
"Seriously, Sarah."
"Seriously, Harm, I think that you're something of a dream, a handsome, kind man, who believes in doing what's right. I've never been able to talk to anyone like I talk to you and I've known you a little over twenty-four hours. I trust you without really knowing anything about you."
Harm's heart sped up at her words. He forced himself to calm down, afraid to really understand what she meant right now.
"Well, that's an easy problem to fix. What do you want to know?" He spoke carefully, as to not let her hear that nervous excited feeling he only got around her, in his voice.
"Well, let's start off with the basics."
"OK, the basics. I was born in California. My father was a lawyer, and my Grandfather was in the Navy. Both my parents are still alive, but now they live in Pennsylvania near my grandmother, Sarah. I went to Annapolis. Graduated with honors and got an assignment at JAG headquarters. Mostly boring stuff until I met this civilian lawyer who can apparently, and I quote 'kick my six through a wall without even breaking a sweat.' "
Sarah laughed.
"Don't ever doubt it. Who said that?"
"My commanding officer and apparently your old family friend, Admiral Chegwidden."
"Oh, AJ. I take it you heard that while protesting my being a part of this investigation."
"That's not really fair. I was merely concerned about your well-being."
"OK, Commander. I'll let that slide this once."
Sarah sipped at her ice tea.
"It's actually getting kind of late and I have to go pack for this little outing of ours tomorrow. I'll see you at JAG HQ, bright and early. I'll actually be on time."
"You wound me, Madam."
They both had one last laugh. Harm and Sarah rose to leave.
"Goodbye, Sarah." Sarah simply walked towards her car. She stopped, turned, and gave him a smile and a small wave.
Harm stood there, watching Sarah until she reached her forest green SUV. It wasn't until she had already left the parking lot did Harm reach his car.
Harm started his corvette thinking that this was something new for him, that he had never felt this way before. He didn't know whether or not to be scared.
Harm was pulling out of the parking lot.
'Oh great, I forgot to leave a tip!' Harm groaned inwardly.
He was slightly upset at the thought that if he ever went back to the deli, that waiter was likely to spit in his food.
Then he remembered what Sarah had said before and all troubles seemed trivial.
'She thinks I'm handsome', he thought while driving down the street with a goofy smile across his face.
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(AN: Reviews are really appreciated.)
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1403 Zulu
Somewhere Off The Beltway
Coffman's Delicatessen
"No, I called you a big, strong, hideously grotesque naval commander."
"Seriously, Sarah."
"Seriously, Harm, I think that you're something of a dream, a handsome, kind man, who believes in doing what's right. I've never been able to talk to anyone like I talk to you and I've known you a little over twenty-four hours. I trust you without really knowing anything about you."
Harm's heart sped up at her words. He forced himself to calm down, afraid to really understand what she meant right now.
"Well, that's an easy problem to fix. What do you want to know?" He spoke carefully, as to not let her hear that nervous excited feeling he only got around her, in his voice.
"Well, let's start off with the basics."
"OK, the basics. I was born in California. My father was a lawyer, and my Grandfather was in the Navy. Both my parents are still alive, but now they live in Pennsylvania near my grandmother, Sarah. I went to Annapolis. Graduated with honors and got an assignment at JAG headquarters. Mostly boring stuff until I met this civilian lawyer who can apparently, and I quote 'kick my six through a wall without even breaking a sweat.' "
Sarah laughed.
"Don't ever doubt it. Who said that?"
"My commanding officer and apparently your old family friend, Admiral Chegwidden."
"Oh, AJ. I take it you heard that while protesting my being a part of this investigation."
"That's not really fair. I was merely concerned about your well-being."
"OK, Commander. I'll let that slide this once."
Sarah sipped at her ice tea.
"It's actually getting kind of late and I have to go pack for this little outing of ours tomorrow. I'll see you at JAG HQ, bright and early. I'll actually be on time."
"You wound me, Madam."
They both had one last laugh. Harm and Sarah rose to leave.
"Goodbye, Sarah." Sarah simply walked towards her car. She stopped, turned, and gave him a smile and a small wave.
Harm stood there, watching Sarah until she reached her forest green SUV. It wasn't until she had already left the parking lot did Harm reach his car.
Harm started his corvette thinking that this was something new for him, that he had never felt this way before. He didn't know whether or not to be scared.
Harm was pulling out of the parking lot.
'Oh great, I forgot to leave a tip!' Harm groaned inwardly.
He was slightly upset at the thought that if he ever went back to the deli, that waiter was likely to spit in his food.
Then he remembered what Sarah had said before and all troubles seemed trivial.
'She thinks I'm handsome', he thought while driving down the street with a goofy smile across his face.
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(AN: Reviews are really appreciated.)