A/N I know I havn't written anything in a long long while, but I've been
reading a lot, and I've come to love the idea of Clay and Mac and AJ and
Mac fanfiction..*sighs softly* I know I know. Anyway flames warm my feet,
praise/compliments/constructive criticism makes me love you even more. And
I'd be willing to do a story for someone if they gave me a challenge,
hopefully on one or both of my new favourite pairings.Oh, and I'll add to
this as soon as I can. I do not like the idea of holding a specific number
of reviews over your heads, if you like it or dislike it enough, you'll
review.
I do not own them Disclaimer: all of these characters etc belong to Donald Bellasario; CBS, NBC, USA and any other network or production company involved. I do not own nor am I making any money off of these characters. I'm just borrowing them for a bit. Promise I won't break them.
0015 Harm's apartment
"Where is he?" Mac slumped to the lounge room floor, sobs wracking her body. Their search for Alex had lasted hours. All his favourite hiding places had been explored and even Clayton Webb Alex's God Father had no clues as to the boy's whereabouts.
Harm rushed to her side, setting himself down on the floor. "We'll find him Sarah." He murmured, "We'll find him."
Clay walked into the room, alarmed at his friend's sobs. "Harm, Sarah, I listened to your answering machine.I think you'd better hear this."
Had either one of them not been so distraught, they would have noticed Clay's usage of the word "your" but they didn't so Harm helped Sarah to her feet and the two moved to where Clay stood, by their.by Harm's answering machine.
"Mac, you you you cheating.I know what you've been doing. Where is Alex? You said I could see him, you said you'd bring him over. You better not be back with that egotistical Naval lawyer, if you are.I'll come over there and kill you, kill him, and kill Alex."
Sarah began to sob once more, Harm growled softly. "He's taken him Clay, he's got our boy."
Clay shook his head. "I'll kill him. He touches that boy.he touches Alex and I'll kill him.
The trio grabbed their coats, Clay already making calls to AJ, Keeter, Sturgis, Bud Harriet as well as Trish and Frank Burnett.
Clay was adamant now, Sarah and Harm might want to kill David, but he had the means, the motive and opportunity to do so. In addition, he thought smugly and not without justification, he would never be caught.
I do not own them Disclaimer: all of these characters etc belong to Donald Bellasario; CBS, NBC, USA and any other network or production company involved. I do not own nor am I making any money off of these characters. I'm just borrowing them for a bit. Promise I won't break them.
0015 Harm's apartment
"Where is he?" Mac slumped to the lounge room floor, sobs wracking her body. Their search for Alex had lasted hours. All his favourite hiding places had been explored and even Clayton Webb Alex's God Father had no clues as to the boy's whereabouts.
Harm rushed to her side, setting himself down on the floor. "We'll find him Sarah." He murmured, "We'll find him."
Clay walked into the room, alarmed at his friend's sobs. "Harm, Sarah, I listened to your answering machine.I think you'd better hear this."
Had either one of them not been so distraught, they would have noticed Clay's usage of the word "your" but they didn't so Harm helped Sarah to her feet and the two moved to where Clay stood, by their.by Harm's answering machine.
"Mac, you you you cheating.I know what you've been doing. Where is Alex? You said I could see him, you said you'd bring him over. You better not be back with that egotistical Naval lawyer, if you are.I'll come over there and kill you, kill him, and kill Alex."
Sarah began to sob once more, Harm growled softly. "He's taken him Clay, he's got our boy."
Clay shook his head. "I'll kill him. He touches that boy.he touches Alex and I'll kill him.
The trio grabbed their coats, Clay already making calls to AJ, Keeter, Sturgis, Bud Harriet as well as Trish and Frank Burnett.
Clay was adamant now, Sarah and Harm might want to kill David, but he had the means, the motive and opportunity to do so. In addition, he thought smugly and not without justification, he would never be caught.