(I want to again, thank all of my readers. I know a lot of you aren't big
Meg fans, but thanks for bearing with me. I feel I should remind you that
this will eventually be a Harm and Mac story, but not yet. Standard
disclaimers apply, and as always please read and review.)
(Bethesda Hospital same day, four hours later)
What seemed like hours later, Webb returned to the hospital finding Harm sitting by her bed, holding her hand. She had regained consciousness a little over an hour ago, but wouldn't talk about losing the baby, nor would she let Harm call her fiancée. That was something she would have to do herself.
Webb knew Harm would have a guard posted by the door, but opted to stay clear until Harm had gone. He meanwhile, had dug up everything he could on the shooter, only to draw up a complete blank. The guy, Herman Frank had no prior arrests, nor had any connections to any terrorists. But Webb wasn't giving up. He was going to find the man who killed the Colonel and ordered the hit on Meg if it was the last thing he ever did. He knew in this type of work, you could have no emotions, or ties with the victims. It broke almost every regulation in the book. But for her, Webb knew that an exception had to be made.
Fade out
(JAG headquarters: 1800)
(Mac's POV)
I was sitting at my desk contemplating going to the hospital to sit with Harm or not. I know that he probably needs someone to talk to right now, but I wasn't sure if I was that person. Earlier that day before the shooting even happened, Harm and I were talking on the phone about dropping the charges, and needless to say the conversation got out of hand. I still can't believe that I accused him of being too close to Meg. I practically accused him of sleeping with her.
Banging my fist on my desk, I shook my head. Why in the hell did I say that? What in the hell was I thinking? Was it jealously? Just because Meg and Harm used to be partners, and were old friends, I immediately had to accuse him of sleeping with her. But even that wasn't the worst part of the conversation. I suppose him hanging up on me, after I yelled at him like that, had to take the cake. But I deserved it though. I knew what I had to do. I had to go apologize to him. He had to know that someone was there for him. But before I could even get up, Sturgis knocked on my door.
"Mac I think you should see this," he said holding up the folder.
"What is it?"
"It is evidence that exonerates Commander Austin from any wrong doing."
I took the folder, and shook my head at the evidence.
"I was going to take it over to Harm and tell him, before I talked to the judge. I did talk to the Admiral, and now he wants us to find out who is trying to kill Commander Austin. Since Harm took sometime off."
"Harm took leave?"
"Yeah, he wanted to make sure that the commander was alright. You heard that she lost her baby, didn't you?"
The news hit me like a ton of bricks.
"No," I choked out. "I didn't hear."
"I talked to Harm a little while ago, and he said that she was taking the news well, considering."
"Why don't you go talk to the judge? I was just on my way to see Harm. I can tell him."
Sturgis nodded, and left without another word. I think he knew just as well as I did what has been going on between Harm and I these past few days. I laugh to myself, and think that our relationship wasn't some dance. More like a roller coaster. It had its ups and downs.
Fade out
(Bethesda Naval Hospital)
Harm paced the waiting room at the hospital. Meg kicked him out ten minutes ago, telling him that he needed to do something else besides sit with her all day. He had stayed because Mac called him a little while ago asking him to meet with her about the case. He was pacing because he didn't want to leave Meg. Her life was in danger and damn if he was going to let her die. He had giving up pacing when he saw the looks the nurses were giving him. He sank into a near by chair and waited for his partner.
He really wasn't mad at her, like he should have been. Yes what she had said to him on the phone was wrong, but the last few days had been taking a toll on their relationship, and things between them were getting a bit tense. How could he blame her?
As soon as the elevator dinged, he knew it was her. She walked over to him, but didn't look at him; instead she seemed to be studying the floor. She stopped in front of him, and sighed before finally making eye contact with him.
"Harm, I'm sorry. Sturgis just told me about Meg losing her baby."
"She's doing okay," Harm said, still not knowing how mad Mac was.
"I sorry Harm," she whispered. "I don't know why I fought with you."
"I'm sorry to Mac."
"Truce?"
"Yeah," Harm said and flashed one of his flyboy grins.
Just then Mac's cell phone rang. After talking for a few minutes with Sturgis, she turned and faced a curious Harm.
"There has been some new evidence uncovered by NCIS."
"What kind of new evidence?"
"Evidence that clears Meg from any wrong doing," Mac said pulling the folder from her bag and handing it to Harm. "That was Sturgis on the phone, he just spoke to the judge, and she is going to convince the convening authority to drop all charges."
Harm smiled, and handed the folder back to Mac. "That is the best news I heard all day. Now we just have to find guy who killed the Colonel, and who ordered the kill of Commander Austin."
"I guess I should go talk to the Admiral," Harm said getting up, and grabbing his cover.
"Harm I want to help."
"Help?"
"I want to help you nail this basterd."
Harm smiled and shook his head, "okay then let's go."
As they were leaving the hospital, neither of them noticed the man watching them.
TBC
(Bethesda Hospital same day, four hours later)
What seemed like hours later, Webb returned to the hospital finding Harm sitting by her bed, holding her hand. She had regained consciousness a little over an hour ago, but wouldn't talk about losing the baby, nor would she let Harm call her fiancée. That was something she would have to do herself.
Webb knew Harm would have a guard posted by the door, but opted to stay clear until Harm had gone. He meanwhile, had dug up everything he could on the shooter, only to draw up a complete blank. The guy, Herman Frank had no prior arrests, nor had any connections to any terrorists. But Webb wasn't giving up. He was going to find the man who killed the Colonel and ordered the hit on Meg if it was the last thing he ever did. He knew in this type of work, you could have no emotions, or ties with the victims. It broke almost every regulation in the book. But for her, Webb knew that an exception had to be made.
Fade out
(JAG headquarters: 1800)
(Mac's POV)
I was sitting at my desk contemplating going to the hospital to sit with Harm or not. I know that he probably needs someone to talk to right now, but I wasn't sure if I was that person. Earlier that day before the shooting even happened, Harm and I were talking on the phone about dropping the charges, and needless to say the conversation got out of hand. I still can't believe that I accused him of being too close to Meg. I practically accused him of sleeping with her.
Banging my fist on my desk, I shook my head. Why in the hell did I say that? What in the hell was I thinking? Was it jealously? Just because Meg and Harm used to be partners, and were old friends, I immediately had to accuse him of sleeping with her. But even that wasn't the worst part of the conversation. I suppose him hanging up on me, after I yelled at him like that, had to take the cake. But I deserved it though. I knew what I had to do. I had to go apologize to him. He had to know that someone was there for him. But before I could even get up, Sturgis knocked on my door.
"Mac I think you should see this," he said holding up the folder.
"What is it?"
"It is evidence that exonerates Commander Austin from any wrong doing."
I took the folder, and shook my head at the evidence.
"I was going to take it over to Harm and tell him, before I talked to the judge. I did talk to the Admiral, and now he wants us to find out who is trying to kill Commander Austin. Since Harm took sometime off."
"Harm took leave?"
"Yeah, he wanted to make sure that the commander was alright. You heard that she lost her baby, didn't you?"
The news hit me like a ton of bricks.
"No," I choked out. "I didn't hear."
"I talked to Harm a little while ago, and he said that she was taking the news well, considering."
"Why don't you go talk to the judge? I was just on my way to see Harm. I can tell him."
Sturgis nodded, and left without another word. I think he knew just as well as I did what has been going on between Harm and I these past few days. I laugh to myself, and think that our relationship wasn't some dance. More like a roller coaster. It had its ups and downs.
Fade out
(Bethesda Naval Hospital)
Harm paced the waiting room at the hospital. Meg kicked him out ten minutes ago, telling him that he needed to do something else besides sit with her all day. He had stayed because Mac called him a little while ago asking him to meet with her about the case. He was pacing because he didn't want to leave Meg. Her life was in danger and damn if he was going to let her die. He had giving up pacing when he saw the looks the nurses were giving him. He sank into a near by chair and waited for his partner.
He really wasn't mad at her, like he should have been. Yes what she had said to him on the phone was wrong, but the last few days had been taking a toll on their relationship, and things between them were getting a bit tense. How could he blame her?
As soon as the elevator dinged, he knew it was her. She walked over to him, but didn't look at him; instead she seemed to be studying the floor. She stopped in front of him, and sighed before finally making eye contact with him.
"Harm, I'm sorry. Sturgis just told me about Meg losing her baby."
"She's doing okay," Harm said, still not knowing how mad Mac was.
"I sorry Harm," she whispered. "I don't know why I fought with you."
"I'm sorry to Mac."
"Truce?"
"Yeah," Harm said and flashed one of his flyboy grins.
Just then Mac's cell phone rang. After talking for a few minutes with Sturgis, she turned and faced a curious Harm.
"There has been some new evidence uncovered by NCIS."
"What kind of new evidence?"
"Evidence that clears Meg from any wrong doing," Mac said pulling the folder from her bag and handing it to Harm. "That was Sturgis on the phone, he just spoke to the judge, and she is going to convince the convening authority to drop all charges."
Harm smiled, and handed the folder back to Mac. "That is the best news I heard all day. Now we just have to find guy who killed the Colonel, and who ordered the kill of Commander Austin."
"I guess I should go talk to the Admiral," Harm said getting up, and grabbing his cover.
"Harm I want to help."
"Help?"
"I want to help you nail this basterd."
Harm smiled and shook his head, "okay then let's go."
As they were leaving the hospital, neither of them noticed the man watching them.
TBC