Disclaimer: JAG is not and never will be mine, but a girl can dream can't
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Author's Note: This is my first Fanfic, which I wrote a while ago now but I thought I would contribute to the ever growing Fanfic Site. It hasn't been bettered so any and all mistakes are mine and I am proud of them. I have a rough outline of the next chapter, but I wont post until I get reviews. Be nice peoples this is my fist shot at being an author.
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1400 EST Norfolk Base
"Sir" Bud stated emphatically, "Don't do it, there is no way the petty officer could have survived a blast like that." Harm chose to ignore his friend and ripped a piece of cloth from a nearby tea towel to cover his nose and mouth. They were there in Norfolk investigating a murder in the yards, when a bomb detonated destroying half of the building. Harm and Bud were on their way to speak with Petty Officer first class Davies about the murders when it happened.
They had managed to make their way into the mess hall kitchen, but Davies was in the hall waiting for them to come and interview him. Harm felt it was his duty to go in there and get Davies out because he was the one who pulled him from his duties to meet them in the mess hall. If anything, he felt he owed the boy.
"Bud, listen to me. Not only is The Petty Officer our best chance at winning this case and a key witness in the murder, but I pulled him from his normal shift to meet with him in there, I owe it to him to go in there and find him." Harm stressed. He was going in there no matter what and no one, short of the hand of God would stop him. Well maybe his fiancee could stop him but his Sarah wasn't there and he was damn glad of that.
"Sir please, don't go in there if anything for me, what if something happens to you what am I going to tell Colonel Mackenzie. 'Oh sorry colonel your fiancee decided he wanted to go in to a collapsed hall, which was on fire, to save a man who by all rights should be dead'." Harm grimaced at that, if Bud told Mac what he did when they got back to Headquarters he was a goner.
"Bud, nothing is going to happen to me the bomb didn't even go off in the mess hall it went off in the adjoining gym. Yes there is a little bit of smoke and yes the building took quite a beating but it's not exactly falling to pieces at the moment. Look no falling tiles." Harm joked adding a bit of reassurance into his voice.
"Besides if something were to happen to me, You can tell Mac you tried to stop me but I wouldn't listen. She will go on for a couple of weeks, about how her flyboy can't be trusted, she will rant and rave that I never listen but she will get over it and by that time my scratch would have healed nicely." Harm laughed. Bud wasn't amused and his expression showed it.
"Bud don't give me that look we are wasting precious time now help me move some of this debris so we can get to the door. I am going in there and it is final, I don't want you to come in, take it as an order. As soon as I go in I want you to get out of here. A feisty marine, whom I am undoubtedly going to get a bruise from, is not my only concern. I happen to know a lieutenant who can get pretty vicious. Didn't she give singer a bruise when we were in country?" Bud looked like he was going to be sick. When he learned of Harriet assaulting Singer he didn't believe it, not his wife. Sure enough she had called and told him the whole thing, actually sounding proud.
"Besides" Harm continued "I much rather it was you that faced them both if something happened to me than vice versa. When they gang up." Harm said and left it at that. Bud gulped thinking of that as well. Unbeknownst to Harm he had just sentenced Bud to death. After a further 2 minutes the debris was gone and the mess hall door was clear. Taking the cloth that he had ripped previously he placed it over his mouth before motioning to bud to get out.
When Bud had complied and was clear of the building Harm opened the heavy doors that sealed the hall. His immediate reaction was to turn around and cover his face as the dust and smoke poured out of the hall. It was then that he became aware of the small fires that littered the place, and the soft banging of the SAR crew trying to gain access to the gym. He was just glad that there wasn't anyone else in the mess hall and that it was empty save one person. Damn lucky infact that their request, that it was cleared for questioning, was granted.
With a deep breath he turned around and got to the floor crawling on his hands and knees to the far corner of the hall where they had stipulated for him to meet them. The white ash was choking and the smoke though not thick was making him a little dizzy. I just hope he is not badly injured he prayed to himself. Once Harm had reached the far corner he began digging around moving mangled chairs and bits of concrete from the vicinity.
"Petty Officer, this is Harmon Rabb, can you here me?" Harm all but yelled. There was no answer so he kept on digging. Removing bit by bit piece by piece until suddenly he felt something warm under his fingers. It was Petty Officer Davies leg. Working as fast as he could go he dug around Davies until he could move him from the table under which he was trapped. As Harm pulled him from beneath the table careful not to agitate his back, as it could have been broken a low moan came from Davies indicating he was alive. With a sigh of relief Harm moved up and hovered above him checking him for injuries and such. Once Harm was satisfied that he was as well as he could be given the circumstances he had the difficult task of trying to rouse him enough to heard him out the door.
It didn't prove to be that difficult and in no time the two men were crawling along the floor back to the opening. Stopping only a few times when Davies thought he couldn't go on. But encouraged by Harm to move reassuring him that he would be out soon. As the men approached the opening Harm held back and allowed Davies to take the lead so he could get out first. The doorway had collapsed and there was now only a small opening in which the men could get out of.
"Petty Officer you go first and get out of here. I will be right behind you" Harm said pushing Davies to the door. It was when Davies was half way through; Harm felt the first of the concrete give way from the roof and fall down, hitting beside him. Willing Davies to hurry up Harm felt another piece fall, this time barely missing him.
"Hurry up petty officer, The building is collapsing around us." He stressed. Quick to follow an order the petty office tried to scramble through the gap faster. After finally pushing through he turned around to help the commander when he heard a sound that made him chill to the bone. It sounded like Jets flying past really low. But he knew from the now closed gap and dust that was whipped up around him that the roof had collapsed.
Doing the only thing he could think of Davies limped to the exit and pushed his way out. As soon as the sunlight touched his face he collapsed on the grass. He was bombarded with Fellow officers and Paramedics. However the only words that left his mouth were "He saved me, and now he is gone" before passing out cold.
The words cut through Bud like it was a knife and he asked an officer who was standing next to him, if what he thought he heard was correct. It was confirmed and Bud was left motionless planted to the spot not knowing what to do. What did he do? Normally he would go in there but considering he saw the roof fall in from out here if the commander was in that part of the building there wasn't even the slightest possibility of getting him out. What started as a rescue, was now a recovery.
He stood there silently and let the tears slip down his face. Wondering what was going to happen now. What would he tell Harriet, the Admiral and more importantly what would he tell Sarah Mackenzie.
Author's Note: This is my first Fanfic, which I wrote a while ago now but I thought I would contribute to the ever growing Fanfic Site. It hasn't been bettered so any and all mistakes are mine and I am proud of them. I have a rough outline of the next chapter, but I wont post until I get reviews. Be nice peoples this is my fist shot at being an author.
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1400 EST Norfolk Base
"Sir" Bud stated emphatically, "Don't do it, there is no way the petty officer could have survived a blast like that." Harm chose to ignore his friend and ripped a piece of cloth from a nearby tea towel to cover his nose and mouth. They were there in Norfolk investigating a murder in the yards, when a bomb detonated destroying half of the building. Harm and Bud were on their way to speak with Petty Officer first class Davies about the murders when it happened.
They had managed to make their way into the mess hall kitchen, but Davies was in the hall waiting for them to come and interview him. Harm felt it was his duty to go in there and get Davies out because he was the one who pulled him from his duties to meet them in the mess hall. If anything, he felt he owed the boy.
"Bud, listen to me. Not only is The Petty Officer our best chance at winning this case and a key witness in the murder, but I pulled him from his normal shift to meet with him in there, I owe it to him to go in there and find him." Harm stressed. He was going in there no matter what and no one, short of the hand of God would stop him. Well maybe his fiancee could stop him but his Sarah wasn't there and he was damn glad of that.
"Sir please, don't go in there if anything for me, what if something happens to you what am I going to tell Colonel Mackenzie. 'Oh sorry colonel your fiancee decided he wanted to go in to a collapsed hall, which was on fire, to save a man who by all rights should be dead'." Harm grimaced at that, if Bud told Mac what he did when they got back to Headquarters he was a goner.
"Bud, nothing is going to happen to me the bomb didn't even go off in the mess hall it went off in the adjoining gym. Yes there is a little bit of smoke and yes the building took quite a beating but it's not exactly falling to pieces at the moment. Look no falling tiles." Harm joked adding a bit of reassurance into his voice.
"Besides if something were to happen to me, You can tell Mac you tried to stop me but I wouldn't listen. She will go on for a couple of weeks, about how her flyboy can't be trusted, she will rant and rave that I never listen but she will get over it and by that time my scratch would have healed nicely." Harm laughed. Bud wasn't amused and his expression showed it.
"Bud don't give me that look we are wasting precious time now help me move some of this debris so we can get to the door. I am going in there and it is final, I don't want you to come in, take it as an order. As soon as I go in I want you to get out of here. A feisty marine, whom I am undoubtedly going to get a bruise from, is not my only concern. I happen to know a lieutenant who can get pretty vicious. Didn't she give singer a bruise when we were in country?" Bud looked like he was going to be sick. When he learned of Harriet assaulting Singer he didn't believe it, not his wife. Sure enough she had called and told him the whole thing, actually sounding proud.
"Besides" Harm continued "I much rather it was you that faced them both if something happened to me than vice versa. When they gang up." Harm said and left it at that. Bud gulped thinking of that as well. Unbeknownst to Harm he had just sentenced Bud to death. After a further 2 minutes the debris was gone and the mess hall door was clear. Taking the cloth that he had ripped previously he placed it over his mouth before motioning to bud to get out.
When Bud had complied and was clear of the building Harm opened the heavy doors that sealed the hall. His immediate reaction was to turn around and cover his face as the dust and smoke poured out of the hall. It was then that he became aware of the small fires that littered the place, and the soft banging of the SAR crew trying to gain access to the gym. He was just glad that there wasn't anyone else in the mess hall and that it was empty save one person. Damn lucky infact that their request, that it was cleared for questioning, was granted.
With a deep breath he turned around and got to the floor crawling on his hands and knees to the far corner of the hall where they had stipulated for him to meet them. The white ash was choking and the smoke though not thick was making him a little dizzy. I just hope he is not badly injured he prayed to himself. Once Harm had reached the far corner he began digging around moving mangled chairs and bits of concrete from the vicinity.
"Petty Officer, this is Harmon Rabb, can you here me?" Harm all but yelled. There was no answer so he kept on digging. Removing bit by bit piece by piece until suddenly he felt something warm under his fingers. It was Petty Officer Davies leg. Working as fast as he could go he dug around Davies until he could move him from the table under which he was trapped. As Harm pulled him from beneath the table careful not to agitate his back, as it could have been broken a low moan came from Davies indicating he was alive. With a sigh of relief Harm moved up and hovered above him checking him for injuries and such. Once Harm was satisfied that he was as well as he could be given the circumstances he had the difficult task of trying to rouse him enough to heard him out the door.
It didn't prove to be that difficult and in no time the two men were crawling along the floor back to the opening. Stopping only a few times when Davies thought he couldn't go on. But encouraged by Harm to move reassuring him that he would be out soon. As the men approached the opening Harm held back and allowed Davies to take the lead so he could get out first. The doorway had collapsed and there was now only a small opening in which the men could get out of.
"Petty Officer you go first and get out of here. I will be right behind you" Harm said pushing Davies to the door. It was when Davies was half way through; Harm felt the first of the concrete give way from the roof and fall down, hitting beside him. Willing Davies to hurry up Harm felt another piece fall, this time barely missing him.
"Hurry up petty officer, The building is collapsing around us." He stressed. Quick to follow an order the petty office tried to scramble through the gap faster. After finally pushing through he turned around to help the commander when he heard a sound that made him chill to the bone. It sounded like Jets flying past really low. But he knew from the now closed gap and dust that was whipped up around him that the roof had collapsed.
Doing the only thing he could think of Davies limped to the exit and pushed his way out. As soon as the sunlight touched his face he collapsed on the grass. He was bombarded with Fellow officers and Paramedics. However the only words that left his mouth were "He saved me, and now he is gone" before passing out cold.
The words cut through Bud like it was a knife and he asked an officer who was standing next to him, if what he thought he heard was correct. It was confirmed and Bud was left motionless planted to the spot not knowing what to do. What did he do? Normally he would go in there but considering he saw the roof fall in from out here if the commander was in that part of the building there wasn't even the slightest possibility of getting him out. What started as a rescue, was now a recovery.
He stood there silently and let the tears slip down his face. Wondering what was going to happen now. What would he tell Harriet, the Admiral and more importantly what would he tell Sarah Mackenzie.
