Disclaimers: I don't own JAG unfortunately! I wish I did, then I would see both of my favorite characters together as they should be. JAG and all recognizable characters belong to Bellasarius Productions.

Author's Note: I hope you really enjoy this story as much as I have while writing it so far. I want to thank everyone who has been so supportive of me and this story. I hope you continue to do so. I apologize for any delay in this chapter. But please, another 10 reviews, I know you guys can do it. And yes, TANIA, I too love the Canucks, but my favorite player that used to be with them is now with the Carolina Hurricanes. And a bit of a warning...I will be going on vacation in about a week. I more than likely won't be able to update until after I come back, but I PROMISE I will have at least two or three more chapters ready by the end of my vacation. ENJOY!!! And PLEASE don't forget to R & R

Author's Update:This chapter has been tweaked ever so slightly as well.

CapriceAnn Hedican-Kocur

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It wasn't until Captain Mitchell walked up to us that I realized where Mac and I were because for an instant the world around us vanished and it was only us. "Excuse me Commander, Colonel, I believe there are some people who want to talk to you, if you will follow me to my ready room. And besides, as a Marine, do you really want to be caught cuddling with a sailor?" The Captain asked Mac.

"Yes, Captain, I believe that I do want to be caught with a sailor. We have wasted far too much time not telling each other how we felt, and now that we have, I don't care who knows. Besides, Marines don't 'cuddle' they 'hold on to', so we weren't cuddling, Sir."

Another figure walked up to us. "It's about time you told him how you felt Mac, I was afraid that I was going to have to tell him if you didn't." Sturgis announced.

"You knew about this Sturgis?" I asked astounded.

"Yes, but I made a promise to Mac that I wouldn't say anything, and she only told me because of a slip of the tongue." Sturgis clarified and then turned to Keeter, who I had just noticed standing with us, "Keeter it's nice to see you again."

"You too Sturgis. But like the Captain said, there are people who want to see Harm and Mac."

Keeter reminded us. We all turned and followed the Captain and Keeter off the deck.

As we all made our way off deck I couldn't help but think back upon everything that had happened so far today. I also realized that this must have been the Admiral's present he was talking about. I turned to my love, "Mac, am I to assume that you being here is the present that the Admiral told me I would be getting today?"

"Yes. Webb got me here earlier this morning." Sarah told me.

"Coates mentioned that you were working for Webb when I called the JAG offices last week. So how did your mission go?" I inquired.

"The Admiral had told me that you called. And Webb thought that it best if everyone believed that I was on a mission with him, instead of him just trying to get me over here." Sarah said to me.

Sarah, I wonder if she gets almost giddy inside when she thinks of my name. I know I get that way just thinking about her. But enough of my thinking, I believe we have gotten to where the Captain was taking us. After all, why else would Webb be here? "Webb, I guess I owe you a thank you."

"What for, Rabb?" The almost annoying CIA agent asked jokingly.

"For bringing Sarah out here. And for getting her letter to me intact, I owe you." I answered him.

"No you don't owe me. Just seeing someone happy in this day and age is gratitude enough." Webb responded. "Besides, I believe the Captain has something he would like to tell you."

I turn towards the Captain "So sir, what is it that you wanted to tell me?"

"Well, Commander, it seems like you do indeed have a crowd of friends aboard ship today, and that seems to make this all the easier. I know this goes more smoothly when you have friends and family around you. At least it did for me." The Captain starts.

"What is it sir?" I ask curiously gripping Sarah's hand tighter.

"Based upon your service record both aboard this ship and at JAG, I have been authorized by both the Secretary of the Navy and the Navy itself to bestow upon you the rank of Captain." Captain Mitchell stated. And I just stood there astonished, until I felt Sarah tighten her grip in a comforting gesture. "And if I may continue, this new rank comes with a new set of responsibilities that you must uphold. So if you will repeat after me?" The Captain paused for my assent.

"Aye, sir." I manage to rasp out.

"I, Harmon Rabb Junior, do solemnly swear," The Captain paused.

"I, Harmon Rabb Junior, do solemnly swear," I repeated.

"To uphold and defend the United States of America and her Constitution, to the best of my ability," the Captain continued.

"To uphold and defend the United States of America and her Constitution, to the best of my ability," I recited.

"So help me God." The Captain proceeded.

"So help me God." I echoed.

"Congratulations, Captain Rabb. Your Father would be very proud of you." Captain Mitchell walked towards me and reached out his hand to shake mine. Then he turned towards Sarah. "I wouldn't normally rely on the Marines for this job, but if you would do the honors?" He stated and handed Sarah something.

Realizing what she had in her hands she answered Captain Mitchell, "I would be more than honored sir." She then turned towards me, "Harm, I agree that your father would be very proud of you. How could he not be when I am?" She then leaned up to my collar, and took off my Commander's bars and replaced them with my new Captains bars. She then stood on her toes slightly to place a soft kiss on both of my cheeks.

"Well, now that this has concluded, I say you guys are all dismissed. Go celebrate somewhere safe aboard ship." Captain Mitchell turned to leave but then stopped and turned around. "One more thing, Rabb and Mackenzie."

"Yes sir," we chorused.

"You both will be leaving in the morning on the helo with Mr. Webb, something about an important meeting that you both needed to be at in Washington. Which I don't believe for a second, but I don't want an angry Mother on my hands." Before he could finish I interrupted him.

"Sir?" I questioned.

"Rabb, I have a feeling that this 'meeting' you have to attend has something to do with your Mother, so tell her I said 'hello' okay?" He asked me.

"Yes, sir." I reply.

"And, don't forget Harm, you can call me Pete now. We are of equal rank." With that Captain Pete Mitchell left the room.

Captain Mitchell left me standing there to field questions from those with me. It wasn't until later that night that I grasped that my dream from a few days earlier was coming true. Sarah was in my stateroom. We were talking, and that was all, just talking, and we were enjoying ourselves immensely. The following morning we boarded the helo with Webb and were on our way home, together.