The Mile High Club

by cat

Disclaimers: I don't own them, NBC, CBS and DPB do

Note: This is a sequel to "Sealed with a kiss", better read that one first.

Note 2: I need your feedback! How do you like this?

1st June

1800 local time

inside of the United Airlines 777 (flight 7036 to Catania/Sicily)

Meg and Harm were still kissing each other, when one of the stewardesses aproached them.

"Sir, Ma'am? Would you please sit down now, we're ready for take off."

They pulled away from each other again and sat down. Harm cupped Meg's face and kissed her on the lips tenderly. Meg just smiled back at him.

"God Harm, you're incredible. First the song over the mike and now you manage it to come with me. God you don't even have any stuff with you. How did you manage to get a place in this already overbooked plane anyways?"

"Don't ask me, that was the Admiral's handiwork. And all he said was, that's why he's the Admiral."

"I love you so much Harm. I still can hardly believe that you have the same feelings for me."

"I know what you mean. I'm loving you secretly for years and now, we are together, that's still hard to believe."

"Yeah, and even harder to believe is, that you are coming along. I'm wondering, what the guys in Italy are going to say, when I'm dragging you along. Apart from that you don't even have the slightest idea, why I was assigned to Sicily for three months, right?"

"Yeah, right, so what are you going to do there?"

"I'll better start at the very beginning. Do you remember, that I've told you about this Italian exchange pilot once?"

"Yeah, of course. I already told you back then, you know, if you date one pilot..."

Meg rolled her eyes. "Yeah, yeah, and dress whites and golden wings..." Then she leaned closer and whispered in his ear "I'm afraid they don't have beds aboard..." She smiled at him mischievious. Harm grinned back at her and started to tickle her.

"Uaaaah, stop that" She had to giggle. "Right away." She giggled again. "Harm."

She was saved from the next tickle attack by the taking off of the plane. Harm just took her hand in his and leaned his head against hers. Suddenly Meg remembered something. "Hey, Harm, may I open my present now?" She was already unwrapping it.

"Why do you ask, when you're going to do it anyway?"

Meg punched him slightly in his upper arm.

"Hey. At least read the card first."

So Meg opened the envelope and withdraw a wonderful ard with a dark red rose on a dark blue background. The words 'I miss you' were written on it in the colour of the rose. Meg opened the card and started to read:

Dear Meg,

when you are surrounded by all these Italian latin lover gigolos,

please remember your good ol' partner back in DC.

Promise me to take care and don't do anything stupid.

Love, Harm

"Oh Harm, this is so sweet, thank you." She kissed him lovingly. Then she opened the little box, that was in the wrapping paper. It contained a siver necklace with a small amulet. She opened the amulet and saw a picture of her and Harm, that was taken at the wedding of her brother and Krennik a few months ago. They were best man and maid of honour and

had to pose for the photographer. On this picture Meg was sitting in Harm's lap, her arms around his neck, both lost in each others eyes.

"I wasn't sure if you'd like it..."

"Like it? Harm, I love it. It's wonderful. Thank you so much." She embraced him and kissed him passionately.

"Let me help you with that." He took it out of her hand, Meg turned around and Harm adjusted it around her neck. And afterwards he kissed her neck slightly. "So what are you going to do in Italy now?"

"Well, this Italian pilot, Andrea, has called me a couple of weeks ago."

"Andrea?"

"Yeah, that's a male name in Italy. Well how ever, he has called me or rather my Mom's in Texas. She gave him my current number and then he called me. he didn't know, whom else to call. He's stationed on a secret base we have there."

"We have a secret base there?"

"Yeah, kinda, It's not that secret, just not known to the public. He had the suspect, that the Mafia somehow holds all the strings in their hands, because they have continous small Mafialike accidents there, you know? And now I'm sent there to find out, in how far that may be possible and to suggest what to do about it afterwards. Officially I'm a weapons specialist sent there to inspect their systems. Now we just have to figure out a reason for you being around."

"Oh, I'm your husband."

"Husband?"

"That's the easiest solution."

"Yeah, makes sense to me."

"Meg?"

"Yeah?"

"Do captains of planes have the same rights as captains of ships?"

"What?"

"Well, if this was a cruise ship or something, the captain would be allowed to wed us. But it is a plane, so..."

"Harm, you, you didn't really just porpose to me, did you?"

"Look Meg Austin," He took her hand in his and looked deep into her eyes, that were sparkling again by now. "I love you from the first moment I've laid my eyes on you. I can't live without you anymore, I don't even want to imagine, what would be, if let's say one of us had transferred out of JAG or something like that. I know, that would be horrible. So are you willing to spend the rest of your life with me? Will you please marry me?"

"Oh Harm, please tell me, that I'm not dreaming, that would be too cruel. Yes, of course I will marry you." Harm leaned over to her and kissed her with all the passion he had. She responded equally, but pulled back suddenly. She whispered in his ear "Have you ever heared about the Mile High Club?" She smiled at him seductively with bedroom eyes.

"You don't really mean that do you?"

She stood up in response and made her way towards the restrooms. Of course Harm didn't have to think long, before he joined her.

To be continued...