Author's Note: I'm posting chapters 4 and 5 at the same time cause Chapter 5 is actually kinda short because I got bored cause I was in jury duty so it got written then...Chapter 6 whoever is going to take me awhile longer...though Chapter 7 is done...HEHEHEHEHE...OH AND I THINK I'M SPELLING CHEGWIDDEN CORRECTLY NOW!
Chapter 4 - Sarah MACkenzie
The Next Day…
2257 Zulu
Chegwidden's Office - JAG Headquarters
Falls Church, Virginia
Chegwidden had stepped out of his office to grab a snack and some coffee. He sat back down at his desk and set his coffee down. He froze for a second when he noticed a tape labeled 'Sarah MACkenzie'. "TINER!" Chegwidden yelled as he picked up the tape.
Tiner ran in, "yes Sir?"
Chegwidden held up the tape, "where did this tape come from?"
"It was just delivered, Sir."
"By who?"
"Post Master. He said that he had found the tape in the box downstairs and figured maybe it belonged to Colonel MacKenzie, but since she's not in, he brought it here."
"Thank you, will you call in Turner and Rabb?"
"Aye aye, Sir," Tiner said and then left to find Commanders Turner and Rabb.
Chegwidden looked over the tape. Only the side had a label sticker on it. The tape was at the beginning point.
Rabb and Turner entered Chegwidden's office and stood at attention.
"At ease," Chegwidden told them. At least Rabb doesn't look like a train wreck today, Chegwidden thought to himself. "The Post Master just delivered this tape," he told them holding up the tape so that they could see what was written on it.
"Mac…" Harm said trace-like. "Have you watched it?"
"Not yet."
"Do we know who sent it?" Turner asked.
"No, it was just dropped in the box downstairs apparently with no cover or envelope or anything." Chegwidden held out the tape for Turner, "mind putting it in Commander?"
"Of course not," Sturgis said taking the tape and walking over to the TV and VCR.
"Rabb, take a seat," Chegwidden ordered noticing how worried he looked.
Harm took a seat, but watched as Sturgis pushed the tape in and pressed play.
Sturgis took a seat next to Harm.
The tape began playing. A room was scanned. It was a normal looking apartment. The camera pulled in for a close up of Mac lying unconscious on the floor. The tape zoomed out and scanned the bedroom once again and then turned off. The TV went to static.
"Oh my god…" Harm said not taking his eyes off of the TV that Sturgis turned off and ejected the tape and returned it to Admiral Chegwidden.
"What is it Commander?" Chegwidden asked.
"I know where that was taped, Sir."
"Where?"
"My apartment."
"Your apartment?" Sturgis and Chegwidden asked in unison.
"That was my bedroom, I'm sure of it Admiral."
"I'll send a team over; maybe we can find some clues on who is doing this."
Harm stood up, "permission to leave early, Sir."
"And go where?"
"To see if they're still there."
"Come on Harm, they're gone. Whoever is doing this KNOWS that you'll see the tape. They were probably gone before the tape was even delivered downstairs."
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2330 Zulu
Harm's Apartment
North of Union Station
"Harm, she's not here…" Sturgis insisted for about the twentieth time since Harm had decided to investigate his apartment for himself. "The team ALREADY went over the apartment and found nothing."
"Then I'll find that out when I search through my apartment…it is after all my apartment, I'll be able to notice if things have been moved…" Harm answered and they stopped at his door and he started to unlock the door. Harm opened the door and entered leaving the door wide open for Sturgis to follow. He immediately wandered to the bedroom not waiting.
Sturgis entered and closed the door and slowly followed Harm, staying out of his way. Harm was a man on a mission and getting in his way would not be smart.
Harm was searching everywhere in his room for the slightest clue, something that had been moved or that was missing…but there was nothing. "Maybe he used cleaner," Harm mumbled and went into the bathroom and when he found nothing he slid down to the floor with his knees to his chest and dropping his head into his hands.
Sturgis waited in Harm's bedroom not wanting to make things worse. Harm needs Mac as much as he needs oxygen to breathe, Sturgis thought to himself. I don't know what he'll do if we don't find her…or if we do and she's dead. Sturgis knew it was a possibility. The kidnapper hadn't asked for any kind of ransom, and no one at JAG knew what the kidnapper wanted other than to make them suffer through the tapes. Maybe that's all he wants…for us all to suffer…
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TBC...
Chapter 4 - Sarah MACkenzie
The Next Day…
2257 Zulu
Chegwidden's Office - JAG Headquarters
Falls Church, Virginia
Chegwidden had stepped out of his office to grab a snack and some coffee. He sat back down at his desk and set his coffee down. He froze for a second when he noticed a tape labeled 'Sarah MACkenzie'. "TINER!" Chegwidden yelled as he picked up the tape.
Tiner ran in, "yes Sir?"
Chegwidden held up the tape, "where did this tape come from?"
"It was just delivered, Sir."
"By who?"
"Post Master. He said that he had found the tape in the box downstairs and figured maybe it belonged to Colonel MacKenzie, but since she's not in, he brought it here."
"Thank you, will you call in Turner and Rabb?"
"Aye aye, Sir," Tiner said and then left to find Commanders Turner and Rabb.
Chegwidden looked over the tape. Only the side had a label sticker on it. The tape was at the beginning point.
Rabb and Turner entered Chegwidden's office and stood at attention.
"At ease," Chegwidden told them. At least Rabb doesn't look like a train wreck today, Chegwidden thought to himself. "The Post Master just delivered this tape," he told them holding up the tape so that they could see what was written on it.
"Mac…" Harm said trace-like. "Have you watched it?"
"Not yet."
"Do we know who sent it?" Turner asked.
"No, it was just dropped in the box downstairs apparently with no cover or envelope or anything." Chegwidden held out the tape for Turner, "mind putting it in Commander?"
"Of course not," Sturgis said taking the tape and walking over to the TV and VCR.
"Rabb, take a seat," Chegwidden ordered noticing how worried he looked.
Harm took a seat, but watched as Sturgis pushed the tape in and pressed play.
Sturgis took a seat next to Harm.
The tape began playing. A room was scanned. It was a normal looking apartment. The camera pulled in for a close up of Mac lying unconscious on the floor. The tape zoomed out and scanned the bedroom once again and then turned off. The TV went to static.
"Oh my god…" Harm said not taking his eyes off of the TV that Sturgis turned off and ejected the tape and returned it to Admiral Chegwidden.
"What is it Commander?" Chegwidden asked.
"I know where that was taped, Sir."
"Where?"
"My apartment."
"Your apartment?" Sturgis and Chegwidden asked in unison.
"That was my bedroom, I'm sure of it Admiral."
"I'll send a team over; maybe we can find some clues on who is doing this."
Harm stood up, "permission to leave early, Sir."
"And go where?"
"To see if they're still there."
"Come on Harm, they're gone. Whoever is doing this KNOWS that you'll see the tape. They were probably gone before the tape was even delivered downstairs."
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2330 Zulu
Harm's Apartment
North of Union Station
"Harm, she's not here…" Sturgis insisted for about the twentieth time since Harm had decided to investigate his apartment for himself. "The team ALREADY went over the apartment and found nothing."
"Then I'll find that out when I search through my apartment…it is after all my apartment, I'll be able to notice if things have been moved…" Harm answered and they stopped at his door and he started to unlock the door. Harm opened the door and entered leaving the door wide open for Sturgis to follow. He immediately wandered to the bedroom not waiting.
Sturgis entered and closed the door and slowly followed Harm, staying out of his way. Harm was a man on a mission and getting in his way would not be smart.
Harm was searching everywhere in his room for the slightest clue, something that had been moved or that was missing…but there was nothing. "Maybe he used cleaner," Harm mumbled and went into the bathroom and when he found nothing he slid down to the floor with his knees to his chest and dropping his head into his hands.
Sturgis waited in Harm's bedroom not wanting to make things worse. Harm needs Mac as much as he needs oxygen to breathe, Sturgis thought to himself. I don't know what he'll do if we don't find her…or if we do and she's dead. Sturgis knew it was a possibility. The kidnapper hadn't asked for any kind of ransom, and no one at JAG knew what the kidnapper wanted other than to make them suffer through the tapes. Maybe that's all he wants…for us all to suffer…
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TBC...