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Harm spent the next two days looking forwards to Jack's visit. He has been told by the doctors that someone would be coming to escort him home tomorrow, but didn't know who.
Harm just hoped it wasn't this Mac person.
And just as Harm was about to give up on hoping that Jack would come by, that man in question stuck his head in the door.
"Hey there buddy," he said and sat down in the chair next to his bed. Placing the bag that he brought on the floor.
"Hey Jack. I was wondering when you would stop by."
"I'm sorry about that. I had some business to take care of and couldn't make it. I hear that they are letting you go tomorrow."
"Yeah, they said that someone from Washington would be coming to stay with me and then escort me home," Harm said taking a drink of water.
"Do you know who," the man asked worriedly.
"No. But I tell you, I wish I did."
"Why is that?" Jack asked reaching into his bag.
"Well the way that you described everyone, I just don't really want to see them."
"Well buddy, just don't worry about that right now. But hey, I brought you something," the man said holding up a bright colored folder.
"What?" Harm asked eagerly.
"Pictures; I brought some pictures of the people that I told you about yesterday, so when you see them, you can at least know what they look like," the man said handing over the folder to Harm.
So for the next hour Harm and Jack went over the folder together. Harm now knew all the faces that Jack described to him just days ago. But he still wanted to know more.
"Jack, you've been telling me all about the people that I know, but what about me? What am I like? What do I do for fun?"
"Well-"
But before the man could start, the doctor interrupted them.
"Oh Commander, I didn't know you had a visitor," the doctor said checking Harm vitals."
"Doctor, this is Jack Keeter," Harm said introducing the two.
The man shook the doctors hand, a little uncomfortable with the introduction.
"Listen buddy, I gotta go. But we'll talk later, okay?"
"Sure thing Jack, and thanks."
The man only smiled as he made a hasty exit.
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(Mac's POV)
It was after four when I finally made it to the hospital. The Admiral told me late last night that they have located Harm, but he had amnesia. I had begged and pleaded with the Admiral to let me go down there and bring him home, and after the snow finally cleared, he consented.
I was told that Harm was involved in a bad car accident. Another car had sideswiped him, making Harm's car roll twice before finally coming a stop. The thought alone that Harm was so close to dying, chilled her to the bones.
I had spoken to the doctor earlier, and besides a few broken ribs, the concussions and amnesia, his outlook was good. He should be ready to leave in a few days, and the Admiral was kind enough to give me a few days leave, so I could escort him back to Washington when he's ready. At least I could be thankful for that.
When I finally found his room, I couldn't help but feel a little nervous. I had known Harm for close to eight years now, and he wouldn't remember any of it; the good or the bad. He turned to the sound of the door opening, and smiled at first, but when his eyes met mine, that bright cheery look fell. It was replaced by a hard angry glare that I couldn't explain.
"Hey there flyboy," I said slowly stepping into the room. "You know you nearly scared me to death-"
But he wouldn't let me finish.
"Leave," he said in a low threatening voice.
"What? I asked not sure if I heard him right.
"Leave now, Mac. I don't ant to have anything to do with you. Or Sturgis."
"What?" Okay, now I was confused.
"Leave!" he yells, getting the attention of the nurse. She said it was probably best if I left him alone and let him get some sleep.
In a daze I followed the nurse out into the hal, and watched Harm through the window, as he finally went to sleep.
I didn't know what to do. Why was Harm acting this way? I asked the nurse if I could speak with the doctor, and she told me that she would see what she could do. So while I waited, I decided to call the Admiral.
"How is he," he asked as soon as we were connected.
"I don't know sir," I said close to tears.
"What happened?"
"As soon as I got into his room, he told me to leave. I don't know why sir. The only thing I said to him was that he scared a lot of people. He told me that he didn't want to have anything to do with me or Sturgis...sir he knew my name."
"I don't understand. Have you talked to the doctor yet?"
"No sir, the nurse was going to try and locate him for me.
"Why wouldn't he want to have anything to do with you or Sturgis?"
"I don't know sir, that is what gets me. When Harm left we were on pretty good speaking terms."
I don't know what to tell you Mac. Just talk to his doctor, and see what he says, and then get back to me."
"Aye, aye sir," I said hanging up.
I wandered back to Harm's room and looked in on him. He was sleeping so restlessly. What was wrong with him?
TBC
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