"To Walk Away" (1/3?)
By Rita Widmer
Disclaimer: JAG belongs to CBS and DPB. I'm just borrowing it for this story.
Rating: PG
Author's Note: This is what I would like the season cliffhanger be, and it is not based on any spoilers. Though there will be some mention of season 8 episodes, but not in great detail.
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Late May
Mac's Office, JAG Headquarters
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Mac had only been home for a week from her stint working undercover for Webb and the CIA. Like her return from the Guadalcanal there was no welcome home party, or merry greetings telling her how happy they were to have her back.
'I wonder if they would even miss me if I just left here forever. There are many other places that could use my skills and be appreciated,' thought Mac to herself sadly. She was waiting for an important phone call from one of those places. She knew the Admiral would not be happy with her choice, but knew she had to get out of JAG.
Her investigation had given her a chance to see what her skills could be used for, and she enjoyed every moment of it. She had no competition to hold her back from getting what she wanted; no longer would she be second to a certain man, and most importantly, she could leave that man behind.
The phone startled her out of her thoughts, "Colonel Mackenzie." You had "answered Mac." here but I deleted it because obviously it's Mac answering since she responded with her name.
"I just got done talking to him. He is not very happy with this, and you should hear from him soon," replied Clayton Webb.
"Thanks, Clay, for all your help. It means a lot to me."
"No problem, I would have recruited you sooner if I thought you would be willing to leave JAG. We are going to need you even more once we start fighting a war with Iraq."
"I know, and I want to be able to use my skills for some good. I gotta' go, Clay, Harriet's here."
"Bye, Mac, and good luck."
"Bye, I'll talk to you later."
Mac looked up at Harriet's surprised face. "Ma'am, I know its none of my business, but are you leaving JAG?"
"You can't tell anyone this, Harriet, but Mr. Webb has offered me a job that is hard to pass up."
"But Ma'am, what about JAG and your friends here?"
"You'll see me around. I may even work with JAG on some investigations. I just won't be here every day. Harriet, was there something you needed?"
"Aww, yes, the Admiral wants to see you ASAP."
"Thanks, Harriet." Mac got up as Harriet started walking out. "Well it didn't take him long, and I need to remember to shut the door."
She could remember every moment of that day she was offered the job. At first she had wanted to yell at Webb for thinking such ludicrous thoughts. Work for the CIA seemed way out there, but it became more appealing as time went on.
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Month before
On the airplane
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"Mac, my bosses have asked me to offer you a job if this goes well. I guess while trying to choose a person to go undercover they saw all your skills, and think you could be an asset to the CIA," said Webb anxiously.
"They want me to be a secret agent for the CIA?!" asked Mac amazed and stunned.
"You wouldn't be doing that many investigations, but your knowledge of the legal system and your foreign language skills would be highly useful. You wouldn't have to leave the Marine Corps either."
"I wouldn't be sitting behind a desk all the time?"
"Not always, we might need you to translate documents, but you could be sent overseas when we need translators and someone knowledgeable of the culture. On investigations, your linguistic skills would be helpful. This was not my idea, but I know that you would be great at this job."
"I really don't know if I could leave JAG and everybody. Can I wait for this investigation to be over with to decide?"
"Yes, of course, and remember that you could sometimes work with JAG like you do now."
"Thanks Clay, its been awhile..." she left the thought unfinished.
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Late May
Admiral's Outer Office
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
As the investigation had gone on. She found herself liking the idea. Now she just had to convince the Admiral of it, and ward off any sentimental words from Harm to change her mind.
"Enter," called the Admiral. Mac braced herself as she walked into the office. One look at the Admiral's office told her this was not going to be easy.
"Please sit down, Mac."
TBC..
By Rita Widmer
Disclaimer: JAG belongs to CBS and DPB. I'm just borrowing it for this story.
Rating: PG
Author's Note: This is what I would like the season cliffhanger be, and it is not based on any spoilers. Though there will be some mention of season 8 episodes, but not in great detail.
************************************************************************
Late May
Mac's Office, JAG Headquarters
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
Mac had only been home for a week from her stint working undercover for Webb and the CIA. Like her return from the Guadalcanal there was no welcome home party, or merry greetings telling her how happy they were to have her back.
'I wonder if they would even miss me if I just left here forever. There are many other places that could use my skills and be appreciated,' thought Mac to herself sadly. She was waiting for an important phone call from one of those places. She knew the Admiral would not be happy with her choice, but knew she had to get out of JAG.
Her investigation had given her a chance to see what her skills could be used for, and she enjoyed every moment of it. She had no competition to hold her back from getting what she wanted; no longer would she be second to a certain man, and most importantly, she could leave that man behind.
The phone startled her out of her thoughts, "Colonel Mackenzie." You had "answered Mac." here but I deleted it because obviously it's Mac answering since she responded with her name.
"I just got done talking to him. He is not very happy with this, and you should hear from him soon," replied Clayton Webb.
"Thanks, Clay, for all your help. It means a lot to me."
"No problem, I would have recruited you sooner if I thought you would be willing to leave JAG. We are going to need you even more once we start fighting a war with Iraq."
"I know, and I want to be able to use my skills for some good. I gotta' go, Clay, Harriet's here."
"Bye, Mac, and good luck."
"Bye, I'll talk to you later."
Mac looked up at Harriet's surprised face. "Ma'am, I know its none of my business, but are you leaving JAG?"
"You can't tell anyone this, Harriet, but Mr. Webb has offered me a job that is hard to pass up."
"But Ma'am, what about JAG and your friends here?"
"You'll see me around. I may even work with JAG on some investigations. I just won't be here every day. Harriet, was there something you needed?"
"Aww, yes, the Admiral wants to see you ASAP."
"Thanks, Harriet." Mac got up as Harriet started walking out. "Well it didn't take him long, and I need to remember to shut the door."
She could remember every moment of that day she was offered the job. At first she had wanted to yell at Webb for thinking such ludicrous thoughts. Work for the CIA seemed way out there, but it became more appealing as time went on.
************************************
Month before
On the airplane
~~~~~~~~~~~
"Mac, my bosses have asked me to offer you a job if this goes well. I guess while trying to choose a person to go undercover they saw all your skills, and think you could be an asset to the CIA," said Webb anxiously.
"They want me to be a secret agent for the CIA?!" asked Mac amazed and stunned.
"You wouldn't be doing that many investigations, but your knowledge of the legal system and your foreign language skills would be highly useful. You wouldn't have to leave the Marine Corps either."
"I wouldn't be sitting behind a desk all the time?"
"Not always, we might need you to translate documents, but you could be sent overseas when we need translators and someone knowledgeable of the culture. On investigations, your linguistic skills would be helpful. This was not my idea, but I know that you would be great at this job."
"I really don't know if I could leave JAG and everybody. Can I wait for this investigation to be over with to decide?"
"Yes, of course, and remember that you could sometimes work with JAG like you do now."
"Thanks Clay, its been awhile..." she left the thought unfinished.
************************************
Late May
Admiral's Outer Office
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
As the investigation had gone on. She found herself liking the idea. Now she just had to convince the Admiral of it, and ward off any sentimental words from Harm to change her mind.
"Enter," called the Admiral. Mac braced herself as she walked into the office. One look at the Admiral's office told her this was not going to be easy.
"Please sit down, Mac."
TBC..