Lt. Col. Sarah "Mac" MacKenzie smiled as she walked into the bullpen of the
JAG headquarters. She said her "hellos" and saluted the proper people as
she walked into her office. Surprised to see a woman her age sitting in the
chair in front of her desk, she stopped, then closed the door. The woman
immediately stood up and saluted her.
"Sorry Lt. I didn't hear you enter," she said. Mac saluted her back
"At ease," she replied, putting her briefcase on the desk and sitting down. The woman followed her.
"I've got something to tell you Lt and I'm not quite sure how it's going to effect us," she said before Mac could say anything.
"Bad I guess?" Mac asked, putting down the file she pulled out of her briefcase.
"It depends on how you look at it." The woman stood up and handed Mac a folder. "Or if you feel like having a sister." She was prepared for Mac to freak out, but she didn't, she just calmly looked at the papers in front of her.
"Who are you?" Mac asked, wondering if this was some kind of prank.
"Lt. Jordan MacKenzie, Air Force Lawyer," she told Mac. Mac's eyes got big and Jordan noticed. "Are you alright Mac?"
"I'm not sure. I've never really thought of having a sister, because, well, I always thought I was an only child." She breathed in a deep breath, praying Harm would walk through the door soon and let her out of this.
"I'm sorry Mac. If I would've know it was going to have this effect on you, I never would've said anything," Jordan told her. Mac laughed.
"And you'd rob me the chance of getting to know my sister?" Mac asked, thankful she was taking this as easy as she was. "Have you mentioned any of this to Adm. Chegwidden?"
"Yea. I talked to him before you got here, just to make sure this was your office. I hated springing this on you because honestly, I was afraid that you were going to freak out or something." Mac laughed.
"Yea, the Air Force is different then we are, aren't they?" Mac shook her head. "So, you have any plans on working here?"
"Actually, yea, I'd like to. I'd like to get to know my sister, that is, if she wants to get to know me?" Jordan asked, giving Mac a look she knew she'd given Harm many times.
"I'd like that. Feel like having lunch with me?" Mac asked as someone knocked on the door. "Excuse me. Come in!" Cmdr. Harmon Rabb walked in and closed the door.
"Mac can you-" he stopped mid sentence when he saw Jordan sitting there. He looked from Mac to her. "You two look a lot alike, you know?"
"That's because she's my sister Harm," Mac answered. Harm's mouth slowly fell open as he sat down.
"At ease," she replied, putting her briefcase on the desk and sitting down. The woman followed her.
"I've got something to tell you Lt and I'm not quite sure how it's going to effect us," she said before Mac could say anything.
"Bad I guess?" Mac asked, putting down the file she pulled out of her briefcase.
"It depends on how you look at it." The woman stood up and handed Mac a folder. "Or if you feel like having a sister." She was prepared for Mac to freak out, but she didn't, she just calmly looked at the papers in front of her.
"Who are you?" Mac asked, wondering if this was some kind of prank.
"Lt. Jordan MacKenzie, Air Force Lawyer," she told Mac. Mac's eyes got big and Jordan noticed. "Are you alright Mac?"
"I'm not sure. I've never really thought of having a sister, because, well, I always thought I was an only child." She breathed in a deep breath, praying Harm would walk through the door soon and let her out of this.
"I'm sorry Mac. If I would've know it was going to have this effect on you, I never would've said anything," Jordan told her. Mac laughed.
"And you'd rob me the chance of getting to know my sister?" Mac asked, thankful she was taking this as easy as she was. "Have you mentioned any of this to Adm. Chegwidden?"
"Yea. I talked to him before you got here, just to make sure this was your office. I hated springing this on you because honestly, I was afraid that you were going to freak out or something." Mac laughed.
"Yea, the Air Force is different then we are, aren't they?" Mac shook her head. "So, you have any plans on working here?"
"Actually, yea, I'd like to. I'd like to get to know my sister, that is, if she wants to get to know me?" Jordan asked, giving Mac a look she knew she'd given Harm many times.
"I'd like that. Feel like having lunch with me?" Mac asked as someone knocked on the door. "Excuse me. Come in!" Cmdr. Harmon Rabb walked in and closed the door.
"Mac can you-" he stopped mid sentence when he saw Jordan sitting there. He looked from Mac to her. "You two look a lot alike, you know?"
"That's because she's my sister Harm," Mac answered. Harm's mouth slowly fell open as he sat down.