Disclaimer: see chapter one
Danielle - sorry I didn't catch you last time around! Thank you. :o)
Kiwi - thank you hehe. Sorry, no harm/mac in this one. . . I'm a shipper though, but I just had to get this plot bunny out of my system . . . if any h/m bunnies come bite me, I'll see what I can do lol.
Cathy F - thankies!
Marines_sis - here you go lol. *grin*
annebd - um. . . I believe I meant "cornered" lol. Sorry about that . . .i swear I re-read that chapter like six times lol. But I'm glad you're intrigued, despite my lack of proof-reading skills . . .
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ 1120 Zulu JAG headquarters
As soon as Harm got in, he headed for his office, discreetly looking around for the new Lieutenant. Not seeing her anywhere, he walked into his office, closed the door, and as he leaned his forehead against the cold glass, he sighed with relief.
"Good morning, Sir."
Harm closed his eyes briefly as he heard the voice of the last person he wanted to see. "Good morning." His voice sounded strained as he turn around to face Commander Thomas. "May I ask what you're doing in my office?" He tried not to sound rude, but to his dismay that was certainly the way it sounded.
"Admiral Chegwidden informed me that he has no available offices at this point in time. Since you have one of the bigger ones, he told me you wouldn't mind sharing with me." Her voice informed him that she didn't like this at all.
"Well, he's right, I do have one of the bigger ones. And no, I don't mind sharing. Cass."
Commander Thomas stiffened. "It took you long enough to remember . . . Sir."
"I think we need to talk."
"No, I don't think we do. We talked enough a long time ago. Look, I met Col. MacKenzie yesterday. I'm sure she would be more than willing to share her office with me. Sir." She spat out the title like a curse.
" I honestly do not mind this arrangement. But I do think we need to talk-"
"No, that's ok. I'll see you around, Sir."
Before Harm could open his mouth again, she had opened his door and left, closing it softly behind her. "Damn it. Dammit dammit dammit." He had blown it. Again. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ "Ma'am, may I talk to you?" Cass asked, as she peaked into the room.
"Why, sure Commander. Come on in." Mac indicated a chair in front of her desk. "What's up? How do you like JAG? And it's Mac, not ma'am."
"It's fine, uh, Mac. It seems like a nice place and all, but I don't have an office yet. I was wondering if you wouldn't mind sharing one with me until they clean out a room or atleast find me a desk."
"I wouldn't mind at all. Casidy right?" She nodded. "But I thought the Admiral had told you Harm would share with you."
"Well, he did, but-"
"Harm didn't throw you out, did he?" Mac was only kidding, but when the look on Casidy's face didn't change, she began to wonder. "He threw you out?!"
"No, of course not. The Commander and I sort of have a . . . uh . . . history. One that I don't care to repeat."
Mac nodded, not really understanding, but it was obvious that the lieutenant didn't want to elaborate. "You can share with me. It's no problem."
"Thank you so much, Ma'am. I promise I won't take up much space."
Mac smiled. "That's no problem. I'll just clear out some room, and we can get you settled in here."
Danielle - sorry I didn't catch you last time around! Thank you. :o)
Kiwi - thank you hehe. Sorry, no harm/mac in this one. . . I'm a shipper though, but I just had to get this plot bunny out of my system . . . if any h/m bunnies come bite me, I'll see what I can do lol.
Cathy F - thankies!
Marines_sis - here you go lol. *grin*
annebd - um. . . I believe I meant "cornered" lol. Sorry about that . . .i swear I re-read that chapter like six times lol. But I'm glad you're intrigued, despite my lack of proof-reading skills . . .
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ 1120 Zulu JAG headquarters
As soon as Harm got in, he headed for his office, discreetly looking around for the new Lieutenant. Not seeing her anywhere, he walked into his office, closed the door, and as he leaned his forehead against the cold glass, he sighed with relief.
"Good morning, Sir."
Harm closed his eyes briefly as he heard the voice of the last person he wanted to see. "Good morning." His voice sounded strained as he turn around to face Commander Thomas. "May I ask what you're doing in my office?" He tried not to sound rude, but to his dismay that was certainly the way it sounded.
"Admiral Chegwidden informed me that he has no available offices at this point in time. Since you have one of the bigger ones, he told me you wouldn't mind sharing with me." Her voice informed him that she didn't like this at all.
"Well, he's right, I do have one of the bigger ones. And no, I don't mind sharing. Cass."
Commander Thomas stiffened. "It took you long enough to remember . . . Sir."
"I think we need to talk."
"No, I don't think we do. We talked enough a long time ago. Look, I met Col. MacKenzie yesterday. I'm sure she would be more than willing to share her office with me. Sir." She spat out the title like a curse.
" I honestly do not mind this arrangement. But I do think we need to talk-"
"No, that's ok. I'll see you around, Sir."
Before Harm could open his mouth again, she had opened his door and left, closing it softly behind her. "Damn it. Dammit dammit dammit." He had blown it. Again. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ "Ma'am, may I talk to you?" Cass asked, as she peaked into the room.
"Why, sure Commander. Come on in." Mac indicated a chair in front of her desk. "What's up? How do you like JAG? And it's Mac, not ma'am."
"It's fine, uh, Mac. It seems like a nice place and all, but I don't have an office yet. I was wondering if you wouldn't mind sharing one with me until they clean out a room or atleast find me a desk."
"I wouldn't mind at all. Casidy right?" She nodded. "But I thought the Admiral had told you Harm would share with you."
"Well, he did, but-"
"Harm didn't throw you out, did he?" Mac was only kidding, but when the look on Casidy's face didn't change, she began to wonder. "He threw you out?!"
"No, of course not. The Commander and I sort of have a . . . uh . . . history. One that I don't care to repeat."
Mac nodded, not really understanding, but it was obvious that the lieutenant didn't want to elaborate. "You can share with me. It's no problem."
"Thank you so much, Ma'am. I promise I won't take up much space."
Mac smiled. "That's no problem. I'll just clear out some room, and we can get you settled in here."