Due to my mix up with chapter management, I've taken the story off and replace it. I figured that was a lot easier than trying to figure out what to do. Thank you and I'm sorry!
Title: The Love of a Family
Author: Kirsten, gonavyforever87@yahoo.com
Spoilers: Back in the Saddle
Author's Notes: I really liked this past week's (10/31) ep. I also really hope that Harm comes back to JAG. I also really like Mattie. She's reminds me a lot of Mac and I think that I can see a friendship between Mac and Mattie. Moving on, please let me know what you think. This is my first JAG fanfiction (I've written ER and Remember the Titans fanfiction) so please be nice! Anyway, enjoy the story. Oh, I need to work on writing in the third person but I switching between Mattie's and Harms' POV. I might throw Mac's POV in there but I let you know whose POV it is at the beginning of the story. Now, on with the show!
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CHAPTER 1: THINKING ABOUT THINGS
Mattie's POV
"Where do you live?" Harm asks as I go over to the microwave and pick up a magazine.
"My mother's old house." I say, looking at my magazine and not at him.
I can hear him getting up and taking a few steps toward me, "What about relatives? There must be someone you can go to."
"They're most all HIS family. When they call, I tell them that Dad's passed out on the couch."
"What do you for money?"
"Got Grace Aviation." I say and put the down the magazine, "It pays the bills." All that I want is to end this conversation and get back to work with the planes.
"What happens when he comes back?"
I throw Harm a glare and head out to the plane, "He's not coming back. Now after what he did. Besides, I wouldn't let him the house."
"It's his house." Harm says. God, there's the lawyer in him.
"It's mine. My mom left me the planes and the house in her will." I say and climb up on the wing to look into the cockpit.
That seems to shut up him for a minute, "What happens when they find out, Matte? I mean, Child Protective Services, the FAA 'cause they will."
I play with the headset. I hope that he won't turn me in. I just want to be left alone, "Are you gonna tell?"
"No, I'm not gonna tell. What I will do though is I'll call you everyday and I'll come out here at least once a week until I can file a petition with the court to become your guardian."
Why does Harm have such an interest in me? I'm doing fine. I keep the business running and I can take care of myself. But then he is offering to take care of me. That would be nice. I'm just really surprised, "Oh…uh, are you sure about this? 'Cause you could back out and I won't hold it against you."
He smiles at me, "I'll find you a neighbor to check in on you. Then there's the question you school." He says and points his hand at me, the aviation glasses coming undone.
"I know what I need to know." I say.
"I doubt that. You don't know to fly a plane." He says and then smiles at me, "Come on, close up early and I'll take you flying. Then I'll take you home and we'll talk things over."
"I don't know, Harm." I say. I would love to go flying with Harm. But I do have an appearance to keep.
"You know you what to." He says, heading out to where his plane is. He grabs two pairs of goggles out along with two U.S. Navy baseball hats. He hands one set to me and then grabs a gas can. I take the stuff and grab my jacket. I want to do this.
"Alright, I'll go." I say, heading over to the plane.
Two hours later, Harm's following me back to the house. It's not a big house by any means but it was my mother's and I love it. I park in the driveway and Harm stops the bike next to the truck, "Well, this is it." I say, grabbing my stuff out of the truck and unlocking the door.
"I still can't believe that you live here all alone." He says, following me inside.
Shadow, my Golden Retriever, comes over to me. I gently rub her head and then let her back out the door. "Make yourself at home." I say, throwing my stuff in the living room.
He sits down, "Was that your dog?" he asks.
"Yeah. That's Shadow. She's pretty protective."
"You need a good watchdog."
"Why? It's not like anything is going to happen around here."
"You never know, Matte." He says, "So what do you want to do for dinner? We could order a pizza."
I smile, "That sounds good. What do you like?"
"Veggie. My friend and I always have fights because she loves meat."
"She?" I ask.
"Lt. Colonel Sarah Mackenzie. Aka Mac. She and I used to be partners at JAG."
"JAG?" I ask, wanting to know more. This Mac person sounds like she means a lot to him.
"Where I was fired by the old mean jerk." He says and smiles, "That was Admiral Chegwidden. He's the JAG."
"Oh. So what's a JAG anyway?"
"Lawyer."
"You were a lawyer? I thought that you were a pilot."
"I was. Actually, Mattie, that's what I have to talk to you about."
"Shoot."
"The Admiral wants me to come back to JAG. If I do, that means that I can't keep an eye on you."
"That's fine. I don't need anyone to watch over me."
"Would you consider moving to D.C.? I have an apartment but we could move somewhere else."
"But I want to stay here."
"Mattie…"
"Harm, this is where my mother grew up. This has always been my home. I don't want to move somewhere else."
"Tell you what, you can stay here for this week and I'll come back down next weekend. You think about what we've discussed and I'll think so more about what I want to do. We'll talk next weekend about what our plans are. Deal?" he asks, sticking his hand out.
I shake it and smile, "I'll think about it."
"Good girl. Now what about pizza?" he says and smiles.
"I'll go order it." I say. I don't know if I want to move to D.C. but I'm willing to at least think about it. Harm's a good guy and I think that he's pretty understanding.
END CHAPTER 1.
Please tell me what you think! I'll going to keep writing but things are crazy and I'm also working on another fanfic. So please bear with me!