1830
VOQ
San Diego NAS
Mac was waiting. After her call to Bud, she had been trying to get in touch with Harm, but so far she had been unsuccessful. She had tried both his room and his cell phone, and now she had gotten worried. She knew Harm. He could get himself into the worst jams without even trying. His endless search for the truth, was both a blessing and a curse. He almost always got the answers he needed, but he also ended up in trouble more times than she wanted to think about.. Her thoughts were interrupted by the ringing of the phone.
"Mackenzie."
"Ma'am it's Bud. I have the answers you needed. Apparently the ensigns sister is missing. She has been for about eight months. The Police suspect a man named John Michaels. According to Dean's phone records a number of calls came from a hotel room here in town. It was rented by someone matching Michaels description. "
"That's great Bud.If someone threatened Dean's sister it would explain a lot. I'll check it out right away."
"You're welcome Ma'am."
Mac hung up the phone. It would be to much to hope for not to have Harm in the middle of this.
"I guess it will be up to me to save your six as always, flyboy.
1904
Hotel Room
San Diego
Harm sat in a chair his hands an d feet tied together so he couldn't move. Beside him sat ensigns Dean and Patterson, tied as well. On the bed laid a girl, maybe twenty years old. It was Deans sister. By threatening to kill her, they had gotten Dean to do what ever they wanted. By the table the two men responsible for getting them in to this jag were sitting. One was called Michaels, and he seemed to be in charge.
Suddenly Harm saw a movement outside the window. She moved fast, but he still recognized her. How could he not. He had known her for years, and he'd kind of expected to see her ever since they were taken from the garage. He saw her again. This time their eyes met. They just stared at each other for a few seconds, and then in a silent agreement she moved away, and Harm started talking to his captors.
"So. What gave me away? My acting couldn't have been that bad."
"You're to good at what you do, Commander. Being the hero every week kind of puts your face in the papers. The fact that you showed up at the same time as the lady JAG kind of tipped me off. Where is she anyway? We've been trying to find her all afternoon, but so far no luck."
"Then I guess you haven't been looking very well. I've been in my room all day." came Mac's response from the door. "Drop the guns and stand over there." She motioned for an empty corner of the room.
As they moved away, she untied Harm. They shared a tender moment just gazing into each others eyes. While they were distracted Michaels made a move for the gun. Harm was the first to notice the slight movement in the corner of his eye. A second later he heard Mac scream and then he felt a sharp pain in his side. He saw the look of horror on Mac's face and then everything went black.
VOQ
San Diego NAS
Mac was waiting. After her call to Bud, she had been trying to get in touch with Harm, but so far she had been unsuccessful. She had tried both his room and his cell phone, and now she had gotten worried. She knew Harm. He could get himself into the worst jams without even trying. His endless search for the truth, was both a blessing and a curse. He almost always got the answers he needed, but he also ended up in trouble more times than she wanted to think about.. Her thoughts were interrupted by the ringing of the phone.
"Mackenzie."
"Ma'am it's Bud. I have the answers you needed. Apparently the ensigns sister is missing. She has been for about eight months. The Police suspect a man named John Michaels. According to Dean's phone records a number of calls came from a hotel room here in town. It was rented by someone matching Michaels description. "
"That's great Bud.If someone threatened Dean's sister it would explain a lot. I'll check it out right away."
"You're welcome Ma'am."
Mac hung up the phone. It would be to much to hope for not to have Harm in the middle of this.
"I guess it will be up to me to save your six as always, flyboy.
1904
Hotel Room
San Diego
Harm sat in a chair his hands an d feet tied together so he couldn't move. Beside him sat ensigns Dean and Patterson, tied as well. On the bed laid a girl, maybe twenty years old. It was Deans sister. By threatening to kill her, they had gotten Dean to do what ever they wanted. By the table the two men responsible for getting them in to this jag were sitting. One was called Michaels, and he seemed to be in charge.
Suddenly Harm saw a movement outside the window. She moved fast, but he still recognized her. How could he not. He had known her for years, and he'd kind of expected to see her ever since they were taken from the garage. He saw her again. This time their eyes met. They just stared at each other for a few seconds, and then in a silent agreement she moved away, and Harm started talking to his captors.
"So. What gave me away? My acting couldn't have been that bad."
"You're to good at what you do, Commander. Being the hero every week kind of puts your face in the papers. The fact that you showed up at the same time as the lady JAG kind of tipped me off. Where is she anyway? We've been trying to find her all afternoon, but so far no luck."
"Then I guess you haven't been looking very well. I've been in my room all day." came Mac's response from the door. "Drop the guns and stand over there." She motioned for an empty corner of the room.
As they moved away, she untied Harm. They shared a tender moment just gazing into each others eyes. While they were distracted Michaels made a move for the gun. Harm was the first to notice the slight movement in the corner of his eye. A second later he heard Mac scream and then he felt a sharp pain in his side. He saw the look of horror on Mac's face and then everything went black.
