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March 15-
Commander Rice, as luck would have it, got off easier then I would have expected. He took the plea bargain, which was a reduction in pay, anger management, and community service. I knew Bud was trying to get him out of the Navy, but unfortunately JAG needed him.
Sturgis and I never did get to have that talk. I had to return to California right after the trial, and he was sent on an investigation, so I knew I would have to try and get him to talk to me after he came back.
March 21-
I'm finally starting to get back into the swing of things after my little visit to JAG. This week I'm working on a pretty big murder case, and the media is just eating the fact that their lead prosecutor is in a wheel chair. I feel like some damn sideshow freak. But it wouldn't hurt to boost my reputation a little.
April 2-
I love it now that spring has finally arrived. I found a new exercise spot; I really can't call it a running spot, because I'm not running, just wheeling as fast as my arms can take me. Doing this has kind of been like a sanctuary to me, like running used to be.
I still keep in touch with Mac and everyone, but I kind of feel that I have been thrown out of the loop, because I'm so far away. Yesterday I received a picture of little AJ, God he must have grown another foot since I have seen him last. God I miss them.
April 18-
I know it's been awhile since I have written, but I have just been so busy with work, and haven't had a lot of time. I know, what a lame excuse, but hey it's true. I haven't talked to Mac since the beginning of the month, but I got a call from Harriet the other day and she told me that for little AJ's forth Birthday, she took him for a quick ride in my-well her bi-plane. Man I would have given anything to have been there. To have been the one to have given him that ride.
June 2-
You know just when I thought I was finished with JAG, finished with all of the investigations, with all of the paper work, and most importantly finished will all of Webb's missions, I get sucked back into it.
It all started a week ago, when Mac and Webb paid a visit to my office.
"Afternoon Rabb, I see civilian life is treating you rather well."
"Mac, Webb, what are you doing here?"
"Making an unofficial visit," Mac said sitting down. Even though I saw her a few months ago, she looked good. Donned in a pair of civvies, she looked real good. Made me want to- never mind. If I start thinking like that, then I might do something I'll regret later, time to get back to the task at hand.
"Webb, anything with you is always official."
"Harm, I'm going to level with you," Webb started, but I cut him off.
"Well that would be a first," I said sarcastically.
He nodded to Mac, who went and closed my door. I straighten up in my chair, and asked him what was going on.
"Are you familiar with John Sanders?"
"Yeah, he is a lawyer here."
"Well we think he and his brother, a petty officer Caleb Sanders may have terrorist ties."
"You're kidding, right Web?"
"No I'm not. I brought Mac down here with me to do a little undercover work on his brother who is stationed at Miramar."
"And what do you need me to do?"
"I want you to buddy up to Sanders, and see if he'll let you in on what's going on. We really need you on this Harm."
"What evidence do you have to substantiate this rumor?
Webb handed me a confidential folder, and I have to admit, it was pretty damming evidence. But I still wanted no part of it.
"If you haven't noticed Webb, I'm not working with JAG anymore."
"But it works to our advantage. You may not be a naval lawyer, but I know you haven't lost your sense of honor."
I have to admit that he got me there. So I reluctantly agreed. And if by kind of karma thing John knocked on my door; speak of the devil.
"Hey Harm-oh I'm sorry, I didn't know you had company."
"No, no, come on in John. John these are some friends of mine- "
"I'm Greg Andrews and my wife Joanna. I just transferred to this firm, and Harm was telling us about Miramar, Joanna just got transferred there."
"It's nice to meet you, I'm John Sanders, I didn't know that we were getting a new lawyer."
"Well it was a last minute decision. I was offered the job here a few years ago, and when Joanna got transferred at Miramar, I called and asked if the job was still open. It was so here I am."
"Hmm, interesting; Joanna, you know my brother is stationed down there. What do you do?"
"I'm a mechanic," she said shaking his offered hand.
He turns back to me, "Harm I wanted to invite you to this new little vegetarian restaurant that I saw yesterday. I was hoping you could help me with the Frederick's trial."
I didn't have to see him, but I knew Webb was giving me this look that said I had better accept.
"Sure, what would be a good time?"
"Well since the trail is tomorrow, I was hoping we could get together tonight, but if you're to busy-" he said indicating to Webb and Mac.
"No, no, I can do that. Say around seven?"
"That would be great, thank Harm. Greg, Joanna it was nice to meet you." He said and left.
We stayed silent a minute, and then Webb finally spoke.
"Well that went better then I hoped. You're still staying with your mother and step father right?"
I nodded.
"We'll be there around five to go over some things. We have to go get Mac set up at the base." he said gathering up some papers.
"Mac I didn't know you became a mechanic since I left JAG. And Webb, a lawyer, you surprise me." I couldn't help but tease.
"Cut the crap Rabb," Webb said coolly.
"Very funny flyboy, you have no idea how many months of prep work it took for me to do this."
"Wait you knew about this for months now, and you are just now bring me in on this?"
"Actually once Mac told me that he works for the same law firm that you do, it was her idea to bring you in on this."
I looked at Mac, but chose not to comment. They left a few minutes later leaving me to ponder what I was getting myself into.
TBC
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March 15-
Commander Rice, as luck would have it, got off easier then I would have expected. He took the plea bargain, which was a reduction in pay, anger management, and community service. I knew Bud was trying to get him out of the Navy, but unfortunately JAG needed him.
Sturgis and I never did get to have that talk. I had to return to California right after the trial, and he was sent on an investigation, so I knew I would have to try and get him to talk to me after he came back.
March 21-
I'm finally starting to get back into the swing of things after my little visit to JAG. This week I'm working on a pretty big murder case, and the media is just eating the fact that their lead prosecutor is in a wheel chair. I feel like some damn sideshow freak. But it wouldn't hurt to boost my reputation a little.
April 2-
I love it now that spring has finally arrived. I found a new exercise spot; I really can't call it a running spot, because I'm not running, just wheeling as fast as my arms can take me. Doing this has kind of been like a sanctuary to me, like running used to be.
I still keep in touch with Mac and everyone, but I kind of feel that I have been thrown out of the loop, because I'm so far away. Yesterday I received a picture of little AJ, God he must have grown another foot since I have seen him last. God I miss them.
April 18-
I know it's been awhile since I have written, but I have just been so busy with work, and haven't had a lot of time. I know, what a lame excuse, but hey it's true. I haven't talked to Mac since the beginning of the month, but I got a call from Harriet the other day and she told me that for little AJ's forth Birthday, she took him for a quick ride in my-well her bi-plane. Man I would have given anything to have been there. To have been the one to have given him that ride.
June 2-
You know just when I thought I was finished with JAG, finished with all of the investigations, with all of the paper work, and most importantly finished will all of Webb's missions, I get sucked back into it.
It all started a week ago, when Mac and Webb paid a visit to my office.
"Afternoon Rabb, I see civilian life is treating you rather well."
"Mac, Webb, what are you doing here?"
"Making an unofficial visit," Mac said sitting down. Even though I saw her a few months ago, she looked good. Donned in a pair of civvies, she looked real good. Made me want to- never mind. If I start thinking like that, then I might do something I'll regret later, time to get back to the task at hand.
"Webb, anything with you is always official."
"Harm, I'm going to level with you," Webb started, but I cut him off.
"Well that would be a first," I said sarcastically.
He nodded to Mac, who went and closed my door. I straighten up in my chair, and asked him what was going on.
"Are you familiar with John Sanders?"
"Yeah, he is a lawyer here."
"Well we think he and his brother, a petty officer Caleb Sanders may have terrorist ties."
"You're kidding, right Web?"
"No I'm not. I brought Mac down here with me to do a little undercover work on his brother who is stationed at Miramar."
"And what do you need me to do?"
"I want you to buddy up to Sanders, and see if he'll let you in on what's going on. We really need you on this Harm."
"What evidence do you have to substantiate this rumor?
Webb handed me a confidential folder, and I have to admit, it was pretty damming evidence. But I still wanted no part of it.
"If you haven't noticed Webb, I'm not working with JAG anymore."
"But it works to our advantage. You may not be a naval lawyer, but I know you haven't lost your sense of honor."
I have to admit that he got me there. So I reluctantly agreed. And if by kind of karma thing John knocked on my door; speak of the devil.
"Hey Harm-oh I'm sorry, I didn't know you had company."
"No, no, come on in John. John these are some friends of mine- "
"I'm Greg Andrews and my wife Joanna. I just transferred to this firm, and Harm was telling us about Miramar, Joanna just got transferred there."
"It's nice to meet you, I'm John Sanders, I didn't know that we were getting a new lawyer."
"Well it was a last minute decision. I was offered the job here a few years ago, and when Joanna got transferred at Miramar, I called and asked if the job was still open. It was so here I am."
"Hmm, interesting; Joanna, you know my brother is stationed down there. What do you do?"
"I'm a mechanic," she said shaking his offered hand.
He turns back to me, "Harm I wanted to invite you to this new little vegetarian restaurant that I saw yesterday. I was hoping you could help me with the Frederick's trial."
I didn't have to see him, but I knew Webb was giving me this look that said I had better accept.
"Sure, what would be a good time?"
"Well since the trail is tomorrow, I was hoping we could get together tonight, but if you're to busy-" he said indicating to Webb and Mac.
"No, no, I can do that. Say around seven?"
"That would be great, thank Harm. Greg, Joanna it was nice to meet you." He said and left.
We stayed silent a minute, and then Webb finally spoke.
"Well that went better then I hoped. You're still staying with your mother and step father right?"
I nodded.
"We'll be there around five to go over some things. We have to go get Mac set up at the base." he said gathering up some papers.
"Mac I didn't know you became a mechanic since I left JAG. And Webb, a lawyer, you surprise me." I couldn't help but tease.
"Cut the crap Rabb," Webb said coolly.
"Very funny flyboy, you have no idea how many months of prep work it took for me to do this."
"Wait you knew about this for months now, and you are just now bring me in on this?"
"Actually once Mac told me that he works for the same law firm that you do, it was her idea to bring you in on this."
I looked at Mac, but chose not to comment. They left a few minutes later leaving me to ponder what I was getting myself into.
TBC
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