Disclaimers in Chapt 1
CHAPTER FOUR
Before he knew it, the ambulance had come to a stand-still, and the back doors opened
and the stretcher containing Mac was pulled from it.
Harm never let go of her hand, concentrating his eyes on her face, willing her to awake,
but she did not.
All too soon a nurse but her hand on his arm.
"Sir, you can't go past here."
He tried to keep going but met the resistance of her, and finally realised that there was
nothing more that he could do.
Harm was gently led away into another curtained area, where his head was sutured, then
wrapped with a bandage.
A nurse led him out to the waiting area and sat him in a seat. Just as she was about to
walk away, Harm grabbed her arm.
"Can you find out what's happening to Sarah Mackenzie? Please? I need to know!" he
frantically pleaded.
"Sure thing. I'll see what I can find out," she smiled.
As she walked away he remembered that he should call the Admiral.
'We never signed out. He'll be wondering what happened to us' he thought.
He walked to a payphone, inserted some money, and dialled.
"JAG HQ. Petty Officer Tiner speaking. How may I help you?" Tiner answered.
"Tiner, it's Commander Rabb. I need to speak with the Admiral. It's important."
"Yes, sir. Putting you through now, sir."
"Chegwidden."
"Sir, it's Commander Rabb here."
"Yes. Rabb. I think I remember that name. He works here, or at least used to. Forget
something, Rabb?"
"I'm sorry, sir, but I need to talk to you. It's very important."
"Go on."
"There was an accident..." Harm started.
"What sort of accident? Are you hurt? When? Where?" the Admiral interrupted.
"I'm not hurt, sir. I was taking Colonel Mackenzie home and an SUV came out of
no-where, hit us and we rolled a few times. I couldn't wake her, sir. I couldn't wake her,"
Harm ended tearfully.
"What hospital are you at?"
"Bethesda, sir," Harm solemnly replied
"I'll be there soon." With that the line disconnected. Harm slowly replaced the receiver,
and returned to his seat, desperately needing to know any information on Mac's
condition.
An unknown amount of time later Harm looked up to see the Admiral standing before
him.
He quickly started to stand, but stopped when AJ put a hand on his shoulder, forcing him
back into the seat.
"Sit down, Rabb. You look like hell," he said gruffly.
"Sir," was all Harm said.
"What do you know?" AJ asked.
"Nothing, sir. She lost consciousness at the site of the crash and didn't regain it. I
couldn't wake her up. She wouldn't wake up. I can't lose her now, not when so much has
been left unsaid," Harm whispered, looking down at his hands which lay in his lap,
clenching and unclenching. Seeing his officer so distraught almost broke the Admirals'
heart.
"I'm going to see what I can find out."
With that he strode away to the nurses station, very intent to find out anything at all about
the Colonel that he considered family.
A few minutes later the Admiral came back with a doctor.
"Harm, this is Dr. Williams. He's Mac's doctor."
Harm immediately rose to his feet.
"Where is she? Is she okay? When can I see her?" The words flew out of his mouth in
rapid succession.
"Your wife is being moved to her ICU room now. She has undergone surgery for internal
bleeding. We nearly lost her on the operating table, but brought her back. She will have
to be carefully monitored, and should be just fine. However I should warn you that she's
in a shock induced coma, and may or may not hear you should you choose to speak to
her. I will stop to check in on her every few hours. In between those checks a nurse will
take her vitals every hour. I'll get a nurse to come and get you when Ms. Mackenzie's
settled." With that Dr. Williams turned away and disappeared through a doorway further
up the corridor.
When he had gone, Harm sat heavily on the plastic seat of the waiting room, and put his
head in his hands.
The Admiral slowly sat down beside him, and put his hand on the younger mans' back.
"She'll be alright, son. You'll see," the Admiral said, trying to cheer Harm up.
"She has to be alright. She's a marine. She has to be alright. It's all my fault. I should've
been more careful, more alert, more anything so she wouldn't be hurt. If she dies it'll be
all my fault. Why her? Why couldn't it have been me that was hurt? Why, sir, Why?" he
ended in a broken whisper.
"Harm, I want you to stop this right now! It's not your fault. You did all that you could.
Stop beating yourself up for someone else's mistake! You did nothing wrong!" the
Admiral furiously whispered, increasing the volume of his voice towards the end of his
little prep speech.
Harm looked up with tears in his eyes.
"Do you believe in fate, sir?" he asked questionably.
Just as the Admiral was about to open his mouth to speak, a young blonde nurse
interrupted them.
"Commander Rabb? You can see your wife now. Follow me," the young nurse informed
him.
Harm didn't even bother to correct her when she said that Mac was his wife, he just
wanted to see her, to see for himself that she was okay.
Without another look he was led to Mac's ICU room.
Quietly he opened the door. As he slipped into the room, he gasped when he saw her pale
form. She looked so little, so fragile in the crisp white hospital bed.
He slowly walked and sat in the white plastic hospital chair that was beside her bed.
Carefully he grasped her hand, not wanting to disturb the lines that ran in and out of her
hand.
"Sarah, I'm here. You're not alone anymore. I'm here and I'm not going anywhere," he
whispered in her ear.
If she heard him, she made no indication at all. Not a muscle was moved.
Growing more and more weary, he lay his head beside him hands on the bed, and closed
his eyes.
Outside the Admiral looked through the glass window in the door.
"Well, if this doesn't bring them together, then nothing will. Do I believe in fate? When
it comes to these two fate was never questioned," he mumbled to himself.
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CHAPTER FOUR
Before he knew it, the ambulance had come to a stand-still, and the back doors opened
and the stretcher containing Mac was pulled from it.
Harm never let go of her hand, concentrating his eyes on her face, willing her to awake,
but she did not.
All too soon a nurse but her hand on his arm.
"Sir, you can't go past here."
He tried to keep going but met the resistance of her, and finally realised that there was
nothing more that he could do.
Harm was gently led away into another curtained area, where his head was sutured, then
wrapped with a bandage.
A nurse led him out to the waiting area and sat him in a seat. Just as she was about to
walk away, Harm grabbed her arm.
"Can you find out what's happening to Sarah Mackenzie? Please? I need to know!" he
frantically pleaded.
"Sure thing. I'll see what I can find out," she smiled.
As she walked away he remembered that he should call the Admiral.
'We never signed out. He'll be wondering what happened to us' he thought.
He walked to a payphone, inserted some money, and dialled.
"JAG HQ. Petty Officer Tiner speaking. How may I help you?" Tiner answered.
"Tiner, it's Commander Rabb. I need to speak with the Admiral. It's important."
"Yes, sir. Putting you through now, sir."
"Chegwidden."
"Sir, it's Commander Rabb here."
"Yes. Rabb. I think I remember that name. He works here, or at least used to. Forget
something, Rabb?"
"I'm sorry, sir, but I need to talk to you. It's very important."
"Go on."
"There was an accident..." Harm started.
"What sort of accident? Are you hurt? When? Where?" the Admiral interrupted.
"I'm not hurt, sir. I was taking Colonel Mackenzie home and an SUV came out of
no-where, hit us and we rolled a few times. I couldn't wake her, sir. I couldn't wake her,"
Harm ended tearfully.
"What hospital are you at?"
"Bethesda, sir," Harm solemnly replied
"I'll be there soon." With that the line disconnected. Harm slowly replaced the receiver,
and returned to his seat, desperately needing to know any information on Mac's
condition.
An unknown amount of time later Harm looked up to see the Admiral standing before
him.
He quickly started to stand, but stopped when AJ put a hand on his shoulder, forcing him
back into the seat.
"Sit down, Rabb. You look like hell," he said gruffly.
"Sir," was all Harm said.
"What do you know?" AJ asked.
"Nothing, sir. She lost consciousness at the site of the crash and didn't regain it. I
couldn't wake her up. She wouldn't wake up. I can't lose her now, not when so much has
been left unsaid," Harm whispered, looking down at his hands which lay in his lap,
clenching and unclenching. Seeing his officer so distraught almost broke the Admirals'
heart.
"I'm going to see what I can find out."
With that he strode away to the nurses station, very intent to find out anything at all about
the Colonel that he considered family.
A few minutes later the Admiral came back with a doctor.
"Harm, this is Dr. Williams. He's Mac's doctor."
Harm immediately rose to his feet.
"Where is she? Is she okay? When can I see her?" The words flew out of his mouth in
rapid succession.
"Your wife is being moved to her ICU room now. She has undergone surgery for internal
bleeding. We nearly lost her on the operating table, but brought her back. She will have
to be carefully monitored, and should be just fine. However I should warn you that she's
in a shock induced coma, and may or may not hear you should you choose to speak to
her. I will stop to check in on her every few hours. In between those checks a nurse will
take her vitals every hour. I'll get a nurse to come and get you when Ms. Mackenzie's
settled." With that Dr. Williams turned away and disappeared through a doorway further
up the corridor.
When he had gone, Harm sat heavily on the plastic seat of the waiting room, and put his
head in his hands.
The Admiral slowly sat down beside him, and put his hand on the younger mans' back.
"She'll be alright, son. You'll see," the Admiral said, trying to cheer Harm up.
"She has to be alright. She's a marine. She has to be alright. It's all my fault. I should've
been more careful, more alert, more anything so she wouldn't be hurt. If she dies it'll be
all my fault. Why her? Why couldn't it have been me that was hurt? Why, sir, Why?" he
ended in a broken whisper.
"Harm, I want you to stop this right now! It's not your fault. You did all that you could.
Stop beating yourself up for someone else's mistake! You did nothing wrong!" the
Admiral furiously whispered, increasing the volume of his voice towards the end of his
little prep speech.
Harm looked up with tears in his eyes.
"Do you believe in fate, sir?" he asked questionably.
Just as the Admiral was about to open his mouth to speak, a young blonde nurse
interrupted them.
"Commander Rabb? You can see your wife now. Follow me," the young nurse informed
him.
Harm didn't even bother to correct her when she said that Mac was his wife, he just
wanted to see her, to see for himself that she was okay.
Without another look he was led to Mac's ICU room.
Quietly he opened the door. As he slipped into the room, he gasped when he saw her pale
form. She looked so little, so fragile in the crisp white hospital bed.
He slowly walked and sat in the white plastic hospital chair that was beside her bed.
Carefully he grasped her hand, not wanting to disturb the lines that ran in and out of her
hand.
"Sarah, I'm here. You're not alone anymore. I'm here and I'm not going anywhere," he
whispered in her ear.
If she heard him, she made no indication at all. Not a muscle was moved.
Growing more and more weary, he lay his head beside him hands on the bed, and closed
his eyes.
Outside the Admiral looked through the glass window in the door.
"Well, if this doesn't bring them together, then nothing will. Do I believe in fate? When
it comes to these two fate was never questioned," he mumbled to himself.
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