Disclaimer: I do not own "JAG", yes it is sad, the nice people at CBS Television, USA Networks, Paramount Pictures, and Belisarius Productions do.
Author's Note: this is my first JAG fic…and possibly the only one. I have just started watching it and it's all to blame on Riley! So, if I get the characters wrong, I AM SO SORRY! I shall try though! : )
JAG
"Occupational Hazard"
By innocent choir girl
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Chapter 2 - Accusations
2000 Zulu
Mac's Apartment
Georgetown, Virginia
It had been two days since Mac had been released from the hospital. Harm had stayed at Mac's apartment for those two days, and hadn't let her eat anything but the chicken noodle soup he had made. He was relieved that she was feeling better, she had been much better since he had brought her home from the hospital.
Mac walked out of her bedroom dressed in her uniform. "Can we go now?"
Harm was annoyed, "Mac, you KNOW we're not going in until AFTER your appointment tomorrow. If the doctor says you're fine, then we'll go back to work."
"Come on, Harm, I've been fine for the last two days! I can't stay around here for another day!"
"You're NOT going into JAG. If the admiral sees you he'll have you escorted out."
"Well if he doesn't see me…"
"Mac…" Harm scolded.
"What? I want to go out and do something Harm…eat something other than soup."
"What? You don't like my soup or my company?" Harm asked.
Mac smiled and sat down next to Harm on the couch, "it's not that I don't like it."
"Which? The soup or my company?"
Mac smiled more, "both."
"Uh huh," Harm said smiling more. Mac hadn't smiled like that in almost three days.
"You just get sick of soup after having it for two days in a row for breakfast, lunch, and dinner…and I like your company…it'd just like to go out for a little bit today…"
"Like to where?" Harm asked thinking about it.
"I don't know…just out…"
"Okay, how about lunch? We can go out to lunch if you want."
"Only lunch?"
"Yes, you're supposed to be taking it easy…"
"Harm…"
"No Mac."
"Harm, it's not like I'm going to be alone. You'll be with me."
"I'll THINK about it Mac, why don't you go change?" Harm said getting annoyed at Mac's arguing, but sort of happy since that meant that she was feeling much better.
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2100 Zulu
Mac's Apartment
Georgetown, Virginia
Harm and Mac entered Mac's apartment and Mac headed for her room. "Mac, I still think that you need to be checked out," Harm told her for about the tenth time since she had said that she had WANTED to go home.
"Harm, it's nothing. I'm just tired. I just need to lay down…maybe sleep for a while."
"You sure?" Harm asked not totally convinced that she was all right.
"Yes."
"Okay," Harm told her. "Do you need anything?"
"No, I'm just going to go lay down."
"Okay."
Mac walked into her bed room and then turned back to Harm, "Harm…"
"Yeah?" he responded as he sat back down on Mac's couch, the couch that had been his bed and sitting place for the last two days.
"Thanks…"
"For what?"
"For everything," she told him smiling a bit.
"You're welcome, Mac," he answered smiling back. "Now go lay down."
"Yes, sir!" Mac said giggling a bit and turned and headed to her bed. She slipped off her shoes, crawled onto her bed; she lay down, and then closed her eyes trying to sleep.
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0055 Zulu
Mac's Apartment
Georgetown, Virginia
Mac wasn't having trouble sleeping, she was hot and uncomfortable. She opened her eyes only to see that she was surrounded by darkness. "Harm?" Mac called a bit weakly. She wasn't feeling well.
Some light filtered into her room as her door was opened and Harm stuck his head in. "You okay, Mac?"
"I don't know…"
Harm switched on the lights and noticed that Mac immediately closed her eyes. He walked over to her, she looked flushed and she was sweating. He sat down on the edge of her bed as she slowly started to open her eyes. She didn't look well, "Mac…we need to get you to the hospital…" He felt her forehead, "you're burning up," he told her worriedly. He started to look her over for other signs of sickness. Her eyes were watery, he noticed. "Mac, you need to tell me what hurts or is wrong, okay?"
"My head hurts…"
"That's probably because you have a fever."
"Everything's blurry and it's starting to hurt to breathe…" she told him trying not to panic.
"Okay, I'm going to get you to the hospital, okay?"
Mac simply nodded as Harm picked her up. He wasn't going to argue about whether or not she could walk, but the truth was that she was too weak to do it anyways.
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0105 Zulu
Emergency Room - Georgetown Memorial Hospital
Georgetown, Virginia
The doctors had immediately taken Mac into the emergency room. The doctor had Mac's chart and was reading the last entry. "Strange…" he said reading it.
"What is, Doctor?" the nurse asked.
"It says she was admitted two days ago…and it might be for the same thing."
"Should I call the police? Report it?"
"Not just yet. Let's run a blood test. Will you confirm with the waiting room receptionist that the man waiting for her is a Commander Harmon Rabb Jr?"
"Of course, Doctor."
"You might want to ask about what Colonel MacKenzie does as well…maybe there's a CO we can get a hold of…"
"Yes, of course," she said as she walked off to talk with the receptionist.
The doctor turned back to Mac, and drew a tube of blood, labeled it, and had it sent off to be tested for poisons. He looked at Mac's unconscious face. "Don't worry Colonel; we won't let this happen again…" The doctor left and went out to check on his other patients.
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0110 Zulu
Waiting Room for ER - Georgetown Memorial Hospital
Georgetown, Virginia
The receptionist stood up, "is there a Commander Rabb here?"
Harm looked up, and immediately stood up and walked over. "I'm Commander Rabb…is she okay?"
"She's still unconscious, doctors are running tests."
"Then how do you know my name?" Harm asked confused just knowing they had asked his relation to Mac and he had said that they worked together and hadn't thought to lie about it.
"She was treated two days ago, we just assumed you were the same person who had brought her in the other day."
"Oh, I see…can I see her?"
"I'm afraid not, we need some information about Colonel MacKenzie."
"Information?"
"Yes, for billing purposes in case she has to spend the night…"
"Oh okay, what do you need?" Harm asked. The only thing he wanted was to see Mac and know that she was all right.
"I need to know where she works, the phone number, her commanding officer, and his emergency number in case there are any problems."
"Ooookay. Well that won't be too hard, we work together. We work at JAG in Falls Church." Harm wrote the phone number down and wrote JAG next to it and then underneath wrote the admiral's home phone and wrote Admiral AJ Chedwiggen next to it. "There. Is that all you need?"
"For now, yes. Take a seat, and we'll call you when you can see her."
"Thank you," Harm said and then went back to his seat.
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0130 Zulu
Admiral Chedwiggen's House
McLean, Virginia
Admiral AJ Chedwiggen was having dinner by himself. He was thinking about the cases that were going on at JAG. The phone rang, and interrupted his train of thought. He got up and picked up the phone. "Chedwiggen."
"Is this Admiral AJ Chedwiggen from JAG?" a woman's voice asked politely.
"Yes, who is this?"
"I'm Nurse Hall at Georgetown Memorial Hospital. We have a Colonel Sarah MacKenzie admitted, she was also admitted two days ago."
"Yes, I am aware she was admitted the other day, I didn't know she was in again today. Is she okay?" Chedwiggen asked concerned.
"She will be, but we think we have a problem."
"Which is?"
"She has been poisoned…again."
"Again? The doctor the other day had expressed that the first time was possibly from pesticides."
"No, it's definitely deliberate. We ran tests. If she hadn't been brought in, she most likely would have gone into a coma and died. The doctor has expressed concern for her safety with Commander Rabb."
"You're kidding, right?"
"No, sir."
"They've known each other and worked together for SEVERAL years. Rabb would never do anything like that to Mac."
"Perhaps you should come down here then? The doctor is going to file a report with the local authorities either way."
"I see…I'll be right down."
"Thank you, sir. Bye."
"Bye," Chedwiggen hung up his phone and headed to the door picking up his keys and jacket on the way out.
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0200 Zulu
Waiting Room for ER - Georgetown Memorial Hospital
Georgetown, Virginia
Admiral Chedwiggen walked into the Waiting Room and saw Harm sitting with his head in his hands. He walked over and sat down next to him. "You could have called me, Commander."
Harm looked up and was surprised to see his CO sitting next to him. "How did you know we were here?"
"One of the nurses called me."
"Oh."
"They think you're poisoning Mac, Harm," Chedwiggen told him truthfully.
"WHAT?!"
"They're reporting you."
"I didn't do it! I would NEVER hurt Mac like that!" Harm defended.
"I know you wouldn't."
"I knew I should have taken her to Bethesda…"
"She's going to be okay. We just have to figure out how Mac's gotten poisoned."
"I don't know…she was fine after the last time we were here…and she really wanted to leave today so we went out to lunch…I've been making her eat chicken noodle soup for the past two days…"
"She was fine those two days?"
"Right. She wasn't feeling sick until after lunch…"
"Where did you go for lunch?"
"Some restaurant…Mac just had a salad and some pasta…" Harm told the admiral.
The admiral sighed, "whoever did this is after Mac or possibly you both."
"I'll have Sturgis help me search through files…maybe it's one of the cases we handled…"
"You think whoever this is isn't only after Mac?" Admiral Chedwiggen asked picking up on him using 'we'.
"It's certainly possible, sir."
"I suppose…"
"They think they're going to have to keep Mac overnight…"
"Go home and get some sleep, Commander."
"Sir," Harm began to argue.
"They're not going to release her without somewhere here to pick her up. We'll both come back tomorrow and then we'll head to JAG to investigate."
"Yes, sir."
Author's Note: this is my first JAG fic…and possibly the only one. I have just started watching it and it's all to blame on Riley! So, if I get the characters wrong, I AM SO SORRY! I shall try though! : )
JAG
"Occupational Hazard"
By innocent choir girl
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Chapter 2 - Accusations
2000 Zulu
Mac's Apartment
Georgetown, Virginia
It had been two days since Mac had been released from the hospital. Harm had stayed at Mac's apartment for those two days, and hadn't let her eat anything but the chicken noodle soup he had made. He was relieved that she was feeling better, she had been much better since he had brought her home from the hospital.
Mac walked out of her bedroom dressed in her uniform. "Can we go now?"
Harm was annoyed, "Mac, you KNOW we're not going in until AFTER your appointment tomorrow. If the doctor says you're fine, then we'll go back to work."
"Come on, Harm, I've been fine for the last two days! I can't stay around here for another day!"
"You're NOT going into JAG. If the admiral sees you he'll have you escorted out."
"Well if he doesn't see me…"
"Mac…" Harm scolded.
"What? I want to go out and do something Harm…eat something other than soup."
"What? You don't like my soup or my company?" Harm asked.
Mac smiled and sat down next to Harm on the couch, "it's not that I don't like it."
"Which? The soup or my company?"
Mac smiled more, "both."
"Uh huh," Harm said smiling more. Mac hadn't smiled like that in almost three days.
"You just get sick of soup after having it for two days in a row for breakfast, lunch, and dinner…and I like your company…it'd just like to go out for a little bit today…"
"Like to where?" Harm asked thinking about it.
"I don't know…just out…"
"Okay, how about lunch? We can go out to lunch if you want."
"Only lunch?"
"Yes, you're supposed to be taking it easy…"
"Harm…"
"No Mac."
"Harm, it's not like I'm going to be alone. You'll be with me."
"I'll THINK about it Mac, why don't you go change?" Harm said getting annoyed at Mac's arguing, but sort of happy since that meant that she was feeling much better.
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2100 Zulu
Mac's Apartment
Georgetown, Virginia
Harm and Mac entered Mac's apartment and Mac headed for her room. "Mac, I still think that you need to be checked out," Harm told her for about the tenth time since she had said that she had WANTED to go home.
"Harm, it's nothing. I'm just tired. I just need to lay down…maybe sleep for a while."
"You sure?" Harm asked not totally convinced that she was all right.
"Yes."
"Okay," Harm told her. "Do you need anything?"
"No, I'm just going to go lay down."
"Okay."
Mac walked into her bed room and then turned back to Harm, "Harm…"
"Yeah?" he responded as he sat back down on Mac's couch, the couch that had been his bed and sitting place for the last two days.
"Thanks…"
"For what?"
"For everything," she told him smiling a bit.
"You're welcome, Mac," he answered smiling back. "Now go lay down."
"Yes, sir!" Mac said giggling a bit and turned and headed to her bed. She slipped off her shoes, crawled onto her bed; she lay down, and then closed her eyes trying to sleep.
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0055 Zulu
Mac's Apartment
Georgetown, Virginia
Mac wasn't having trouble sleeping, she was hot and uncomfortable. She opened her eyes only to see that she was surrounded by darkness. "Harm?" Mac called a bit weakly. She wasn't feeling well.
Some light filtered into her room as her door was opened and Harm stuck his head in. "You okay, Mac?"
"I don't know…"
Harm switched on the lights and noticed that Mac immediately closed her eyes. He walked over to her, she looked flushed and she was sweating. He sat down on the edge of her bed as she slowly started to open her eyes. She didn't look well, "Mac…we need to get you to the hospital…" He felt her forehead, "you're burning up," he told her worriedly. He started to look her over for other signs of sickness. Her eyes were watery, he noticed. "Mac, you need to tell me what hurts or is wrong, okay?"
"My head hurts…"
"That's probably because you have a fever."
"Everything's blurry and it's starting to hurt to breathe…" she told him trying not to panic.
"Okay, I'm going to get you to the hospital, okay?"
Mac simply nodded as Harm picked her up. He wasn't going to argue about whether or not she could walk, but the truth was that she was too weak to do it anyways.
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0105 Zulu
Emergency Room - Georgetown Memorial Hospital
Georgetown, Virginia
The doctors had immediately taken Mac into the emergency room. The doctor had Mac's chart and was reading the last entry. "Strange…" he said reading it.
"What is, Doctor?" the nurse asked.
"It says she was admitted two days ago…and it might be for the same thing."
"Should I call the police? Report it?"
"Not just yet. Let's run a blood test. Will you confirm with the waiting room receptionist that the man waiting for her is a Commander Harmon Rabb Jr?"
"Of course, Doctor."
"You might want to ask about what Colonel MacKenzie does as well…maybe there's a CO we can get a hold of…"
"Yes, of course," she said as she walked off to talk with the receptionist.
The doctor turned back to Mac, and drew a tube of blood, labeled it, and had it sent off to be tested for poisons. He looked at Mac's unconscious face. "Don't worry Colonel; we won't let this happen again…" The doctor left and went out to check on his other patients.
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0110 Zulu
Waiting Room for ER - Georgetown Memorial Hospital
Georgetown, Virginia
The receptionist stood up, "is there a Commander Rabb here?"
Harm looked up, and immediately stood up and walked over. "I'm Commander Rabb…is she okay?"
"She's still unconscious, doctors are running tests."
"Then how do you know my name?" Harm asked confused just knowing they had asked his relation to Mac and he had said that they worked together and hadn't thought to lie about it.
"She was treated two days ago, we just assumed you were the same person who had brought her in the other day."
"Oh, I see…can I see her?"
"I'm afraid not, we need some information about Colonel MacKenzie."
"Information?"
"Yes, for billing purposes in case she has to spend the night…"
"Oh okay, what do you need?" Harm asked. The only thing he wanted was to see Mac and know that she was all right.
"I need to know where she works, the phone number, her commanding officer, and his emergency number in case there are any problems."
"Ooookay. Well that won't be too hard, we work together. We work at JAG in Falls Church." Harm wrote the phone number down and wrote JAG next to it and then underneath wrote the admiral's home phone and wrote Admiral AJ Chedwiggen next to it. "There. Is that all you need?"
"For now, yes. Take a seat, and we'll call you when you can see her."
"Thank you," Harm said and then went back to his seat.
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0130 Zulu
Admiral Chedwiggen's House
McLean, Virginia
Admiral AJ Chedwiggen was having dinner by himself. He was thinking about the cases that were going on at JAG. The phone rang, and interrupted his train of thought. He got up and picked up the phone. "Chedwiggen."
"Is this Admiral AJ Chedwiggen from JAG?" a woman's voice asked politely.
"Yes, who is this?"
"I'm Nurse Hall at Georgetown Memorial Hospital. We have a Colonel Sarah MacKenzie admitted, she was also admitted two days ago."
"Yes, I am aware she was admitted the other day, I didn't know she was in again today. Is she okay?" Chedwiggen asked concerned.
"She will be, but we think we have a problem."
"Which is?"
"She has been poisoned…again."
"Again? The doctor the other day had expressed that the first time was possibly from pesticides."
"No, it's definitely deliberate. We ran tests. If she hadn't been brought in, she most likely would have gone into a coma and died. The doctor has expressed concern for her safety with Commander Rabb."
"You're kidding, right?"
"No, sir."
"They've known each other and worked together for SEVERAL years. Rabb would never do anything like that to Mac."
"Perhaps you should come down here then? The doctor is going to file a report with the local authorities either way."
"I see…I'll be right down."
"Thank you, sir. Bye."
"Bye," Chedwiggen hung up his phone and headed to the door picking up his keys and jacket on the way out.
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0200 Zulu
Waiting Room for ER - Georgetown Memorial Hospital
Georgetown, Virginia
Admiral Chedwiggen walked into the Waiting Room and saw Harm sitting with his head in his hands. He walked over and sat down next to him. "You could have called me, Commander."
Harm looked up and was surprised to see his CO sitting next to him. "How did you know we were here?"
"One of the nurses called me."
"Oh."
"They think you're poisoning Mac, Harm," Chedwiggen told him truthfully.
"WHAT?!"
"They're reporting you."
"I didn't do it! I would NEVER hurt Mac like that!" Harm defended.
"I know you wouldn't."
"I knew I should have taken her to Bethesda…"
"She's going to be okay. We just have to figure out how Mac's gotten poisoned."
"I don't know…she was fine after the last time we were here…and she really wanted to leave today so we went out to lunch…I've been making her eat chicken noodle soup for the past two days…"
"She was fine those two days?"
"Right. She wasn't feeling sick until after lunch…"
"Where did you go for lunch?"
"Some restaurant…Mac just had a salad and some pasta…" Harm told the admiral.
The admiral sighed, "whoever did this is after Mac or possibly you both."
"I'll have Sturgis help me search through files…maybe it's one of the cases we handled…"
"You think whoever this is isn't only after Mac?" Admiral Chedwiggen asked picking up on him using 'we'.
"It's certainly possible, sir."
"I suppose…"
"They think they're going to have to keep Mac overnight…"
"Go home and get some sleep, Commander."
"Sir," Harm began to argue.
"They're not going to release her without somewhere here to pick her up. We'll both come back tomorrow and then we'll head to JAG to investigate."
"Yes, sir."