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Fade in
(Two days after Meg was cleared of the charges.)
"Hey Mac, would you like to join me and Bobbie for dinner to celebrate the Jenson case?"
"Sure, you have no idea how glad I am that his case is over with."
"What, are you saying you don't like going up against Singer?" Sturgis teased.
"You hit the nail right on top of the head," Mac said laughing.
"Hey, I have been trying to get hold of Harm, you haven't heard from him, have you?"
Mac stopped writing her brief, and thought for a moment. "As a matter of fact no; ever since the Admiral gave him some time off, I haven't heard from him."
"How is the investigation going into the Colonel's death?"
"I haven't found any new leads yet."
"I thought Harm was working this case with you?"
"He is, but the Admiral gave him some time off to relax."
"Ah."
"Well if you talk to him, invite him a long."
"No problem. I'll see you latter," Mac said heading to court.
Fade out.
Webb had been sitting at Meg's beside for over three hours, while she slept. He held her hand in his, and played with her engagement ring.
He thought back to six weeks ago, when he first met her. He was amazed at what a strong, intelligent, stubborn person she is. He knew it would be wrong to get involved with her, but spending time with her, he realized that he was feeling things that he had thought he buried long ago. The engagement (Yes readers, it is Webb and Meg) was kind of sudden, and as soon as he said it, he knew that it was too soon, but she surprised him yet again when she said yes.
She was sleeping, and for that he was grateful. He had to choke back tears himself when he remember what Meg had told him. She didn't know that she was pregnant, and now she lost the baby; his baby. He kissed the back of her hand and stroked her face. God he loved her. He had never felt this way about anyone before, and now he was losing it all. But no; he would fight. They were stronger then that. They would get through this.
Fade out.
(Later that evening)
(Harm's POV)
To tell you the truth, I was glad when the Admiral gave me some time off. I mean I defiantly wanted to keep trying to track down the Colonel's killer, and the guy who ordered the hit on Meg. My guess was that they are the same person; but I needed some space. I decided to walk down to the market to get some water, and to try and clear my head.
When Webb told me what had been going on between him and Meg, I almost laughed. I mean who would have thought? But I couldn't; I knew he was hurting too. I'm actually glad that they both found someone. I know Webb won't hurt her; he'd have hell to pay if he ever did.
I crammed my hands into my pockets and sighed. So why was it that I felt so lousy? I didn't know. I guess it was everything that has happened in the last few days. I knew I need to talk to Mac; and planed to call her when I got home. As soon as I crossed the street, I took a short cut into an alley, not even aware that there were people behind me.
The next thing I know I am being thrown to the ground. I didn't even have enough time to fight back, when I saw one of the men hit me over the head. They dragged me over to a waiting van, and threw me in. My head was throbbing, but I heard one of the men, say to the driver to head to Norfolk, and they would dump me there.
I must have been unconscious, because the next thing I know, I am being thrown on the hard concrete at Norfolk. I could hear the sounds of the water, and a distant bell, all were making me head throb. There were four of them; they rolled me on to my stomach, and were arguing what to do with me. One wanted to just kill me right off and get out of hear, while the others wanted to make me suffer. I knew it was useless trying to fight back, because of my head, but I knew I had to focus. Finally they all agreed on torture; great.
One went back to the van, and the other three stood around talking. I was trying to focus on what they were saying, but the first man came back over to us. I didn't know what he had, until I felt the sting of the whip across my back. I bit my lip from yelling out, as they all took turns whipping me across my back.
I must have fallen unconscious again, because the next thing I know the men were gone, but the pain was almost unbearable. I was vaguely aware of a ringing, and I remembered that I had my cell phone with me. With great effort, I turned my phone, held it up to my ear, and heard the sweetest voice; Mac's.
"Harm; Harm, are there?"
"Mac." I rasped, trying to put a sentence together before I blacked out again.
"Harm! Harm where are you!" Mac said, her voice rising with every word.
"Dock.Norfolk."
"Harm!"
But I couldn't hear, I already blacked out.
Fade in
(Two days after Meg was cleared of the charges.)
"Hey Mac, would you like to join me and Bobbie for dinner to celebrate the Jenson case?"
"Sure, you have no idea how glad I am that his case is over with."
"What, are you saying you don't like going up against Singer?" Sturgis teased.
"You hit the nail right on top of the head," Mac said laughing.
"Hey, I have been trying to get hold of Harm, you haven't heard from him, have you?"
Mac stopped writing her brief, and thought for a moment. "As a matter of fact no; ever since the Admiral gave him some time off, I haven't heard from him."
"How is the investigation going into the Colonel's death?"
"I haven't found any new leads yet."
"I thought Harm was working this case with you?"
"He is, but the Admiral gave him some time off to relax."
"Ah."
"Well if you talk to him, invite him a long."
"No problem. I'll see you latter," Mac said heading to court.
Fade out.
Webb had been sitting at Meg's beside for over three hours, while she slept. He held her hand in his, and played with her engagement ring.
He thought back to six weeks ago, when he first met her. He was amazed at what a strong, intelligent, stubborn person she is. He knew it would be wrong to get involved with her, but spending time with her, he realized that he was feeling things that he had thought he buried long ago. The engagement (Yes readers, it is Webb and Meg) was kind of sudden, and as soon as he said it, he knew that it was too soon, but she surprised him yet again when she said yes.
She was sleeping, and for that he was grateful. He had to choke back tears himself when he remember what Meg had told him. She didn't know that she was pregnant, and now she lost the baby; his baby. He kissed the back of her hand and stroked her face. God he loved her. He had never felt this way about anyone before, and now he was losing it all. But no; he would fight. They were stronger then that. They would get through this.
Fade out.
(Later that evening)
(Harm's POV)
To tell you the truth, I was glad when the Admiral gave me some time off. I mean I defiantly wanted to keep trying to track down the Colonel's killer, and the guy who ordered the hit on Meg. My guess was that they are the same person; but I needed some space. I decided to walk down to the market to get some water, and to try and clear my head.
When Webb told me what had been going on between him and Meg, I almost laughed. I mean who would have thought? But I couldn't; I knew he was hurting too. I'm actually glad that they both found someone. I know Webb won't hurt her; he'd have hell to pay if he ever did.
I crammed my hands into my pockets and sighed. So why was it that I felt so lousy? I didn't know. I guess it was everything that has happened in the last few days. I knew I need to talk to Mac; and planed to call her when I got home. As soon as I crossed the street, I took a short cut into an alley, not even aware that there were people behind me.
The next thing I know I am being thrown to the ground. I didn't even have enough time to fight back, when I saw one of the men hit me over the head. They dragged me over to a waiting van, and threw me in. My head was throbbing, but I heard one of the men, say to the driver to head to Norfolk, and they would dump me there.
I must have been unconscious, because the next thing I know, I am being thrown on the hard concrete at Norfolk. I could hear the sounds of the water, and a distant bell, all were making me head throb. There were four of them; they rolled me on to my stomach, and were arguing what to do with me. One wanted to just kill me right off and get out of hear, while the others wanted to make me suffer. I knew it was useless trying to fight back, because of my head, but I knew I had to focus. Finally they all agreed on torture; great.
One went back to the van, and the other three stood around talking. I was trying to focus on what they were saying, but the first man came back over to us. I didn't know what he had, until I felt the sting of the whip across my back. I bit my lip from yelling out, as they all took turns whipping me across my back.
I must have fallen unconscious again, because the next thing I know the men were gone, but the pain was almost unbearable. I was vaguely aware of a ringing, and I remembered that I had my cell phone with me. With great effort, I turned my phone, held it up to my ear, and heard the sweetest voice; Mac's.
"Harm; Harm, are there?"
"Mac." I rasped, trying to put a sentence together before I blacked out again.
"Harm! Harm where are you!" Mac said, her voice rising with every word.
"Dock.Norfolk."
"Harm!"
But I couldn't hear, I already blacked out.