For information see Pt 1
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6000 Zulu
Fall's Church, VA
JAG Headquarters
Harm pulled into a parking space and got out of his car.
As he entered the bullpen whistling, Bud gave him a stunned look. No one could remember the last time Harm had come to the office this early, let alone this happy.
And the few people he passed on the way to his office wondered if his new behavior had anything to do with that pretty lawyer they saw him talking to just two days ago. Most people disregarded that theory though. Harmon Rabb Jr. was never one to let women affect him, especially like this.
Harm had just sat down at his desk when Bud knocked on the door.
"Enter."
Bud came in but barely, as if he could decide to turn and run if needed.
"Sir, I know this may seem rude, but I was just wondering...um...I'm not prying or anything, but..."
"Bud, just spit it out. What's your question?"
Harm was leaning back in his chair looking up at an uncomfortable Bud.
"Sir, I was just wondering why you're acting so, well, happy lately. Does it have anything to do with Ms. MacKenzie, because you've never acted this way about anybody before."
"Well, Bud, that's because I'm in lo-"
Suddenly Harm sat up straight as he realized what he had almost said.
"Excuse me, Sir? Did you just say that you're in lo-"
"No, Lieutenant. I did not say anything! Please, I have some work that I need to get wrapped up before the defense's arrival. I'll talk you later."
Harm hurriedly got up and pushed Bud out the door. Bud stood outside the office confused and bewildered as the man he considered a friend slammed the door.
Harm slumped against the door. He had never been more scared in his life. Did he love Sarah MacKenzie? No, there was no possible way he was in love with a woman he just met.
Harm stumbled to his desk and crashed onto the chair. He wiped his face with his hand and sighed. Harmon Rabb Jr. and love did not get along. He had discovered that quite a while ago.
Harm knew this could go further, then why did even thinking that feel so wrong?
Harm mentally slapped himself.
Sarah MacKenzie was the opposing lawyer in a case he was assigned to. Sure she had a life story that made him want to hold her close and never let go, and sure she had deep brown eyes that made him never want to look away, but none of that mattered. It couldn't matter, and Harm resolved that it wouldn't.
A quick look out of the window told him that Sarah and Jason had arrived. Harm muttered a quick prayer and steeled himself.
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(AN: I'll need to reach at least 55 reviews if you want another chapter)
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6000 Zulu
Fall's Church, VA
JAG Headquarters
Harm pulled into a parking space and got out of his car.
As he entered the bullpen whistling, Bud gave him a stunned look. No one could remember the last time Harm had come to the office this early, let alone this happy.
And the few people he passed on the way to his office wondered if his new behavior had anything to do with that pretty lawyer they saw him talking to just two days ago. Most people disregarded that theory though. Harmon Rabb Jr. was never one to let women affect him, especially like this.
Harm had just sat down at his desk when Bud knocked on the door.
"Enter."
Bud came in but barely, as if he could decide to turn and run if needed.
"Sir, I know this may seem rude, but I was just wondering...um...I'm not prying or anything, but..."
"Bud, just spit it out. What's your question?"
Harm was leaning back in his chair looking up at an uncomfortable Bud.
"Sir, I was just wondering why you're acting so, well, happy lately. Does it have anything to do with Ms. MacKenzie, because you've never acted this way about anybody before."
"Well, Bud, that's because I'm in lo-"
Suddenly Harm sat up straight as he realized what he had almost said.
"Excuse me, Sir? Did you just say that you're in lo-"
"No, Lieutenant. I did not say anything! Please, I have some work that I need to get wrapped up before the defense's arrival. I'll talk you later."
Harm hurriedly got up and pushed Bud out the door. Bud stood outside the office confused and bewildered as the man he considered a friend slammed the door.
Harm slumped against the door. He had never been more scared in his life. Did he love Sarah MacKenzie? No, there was no possible way he was in love with a woman he just met.
Harm stumbled to his desk and crashed onto the chair. He wiped his face with his hand and sighed. Harmon Rabb Jr. and love did not get along. He had discovered that quite a while ago.
Harm knew this could go further, then why did even thinking that feel so wrong?
Harm mentally slapped himself.
Sarah MacKenzie was the opposing lawyer in a case he was assigned to. Sure she had a life story that made him want to hold her close and never let go, and sure she had deep brown eyes that made him never want to look away, but none of that mattered. It couldn't matter, and Harm resolved that it wouldn't.
A quick look out of the window told him that Sarah and Jason had arrived. Harm muttered a quick prayer and steeled himself.
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(AN: I'll need to reach at least 55 reviews if you want another chapter)