Title: Gold Wings and Dress Whites
Author: Anaika Skywalker
Author's Email: lindsay30@austarnet.com.au
Rating: PG
Disclaimer: I don't own Jag; I just like to spread my wings occasionally.
Author's note: Just as I've done in Chapter One, I've gone back and made some changers to this chapter as well. So I hope you'll review and let me know what you think. Thank you to my sister-in-law who gave chapter two a read, only because I bugged her. Thank you, Jay.
I'd also to thank everyone at dresswhites.net for all the information on Harm, knowing when, he what he's been up to since leaving high school has helped me fit Sera into this story - my sincere thanks.
Oh and really good news, Season 8 is finally started here in Australia!!!!
Wcoyote: I'm glad you like chapter one and hope you keep reading and reviewing.
Starryeyes10: I'm glade you like it too, but sorry this is not a Mac/Harm story, it never was. I just hope you give it a chance despite this.
Gypsy13: Thanks for the review and I hope you like the rewrites I've done to these two chapters.
Justafan3: I'm glad someone else likes a different view of Harm's love life. Thanks.
Gold Wings and Dress WhitesChapter Two: Soul Mates
Harm's apartment (The next morning)
North of Union Station
Washington DC.
Sera readjusted the Gold Wings on her uniform; she'd changed the insignia to that of JAG, it had felt funny taking off the Line Officers Star and replacing it with the JAG mill-rinde. It wasn't that she was nervous, she was never nervous, not in the courtroom or the cockpit. It was something else, something she didn't quiet comprehend, not as yet anyway.
"You're going to be fine," Harm, told her as he came up behind her. He drew her into his arms, holding her close.
"Then why am feeling like this?" she inquired softly.
He smiled at the rhetorical question, looking at the two of them in the mirror, the way they stood together. The strength of their relationship made what they felt comfortable, they were relaxed with each other. It was almost like being - married.
"Harm?" She saw the look on his face; as if he'd just realized something very important, something he hadn't before.
"Mmm?"
"Are you okay?"
"Yeah, I'm fine,"
She knew it was more then that, that look was still there. The feelings she felt were still there and she liked it, liked how it felt. "Thank you,"
"For what?" he asked her.
"For being here when I need you,"
Harm turned her so she faced him. "I'll always be here for you," he cupped her face in his hands as he lent closer, his lips brushing over her. "I promise,"
She smiled warmly as he released her. "I guess we should be getting to work,"
"I guess we should," he agreed, and then teased. "So should we arrive separately or together?"
"How about together, but I drive?" she suggested lightly.
"Yours or mind?"
Sera laughed. "Mine, I'd like to show off my Shelby Cobra,"
He released her. "It's a deal, lets go Councilor,"
Shaking her head, Sera followed him. They grabbed briefcases and covers, then keys and left the apartment with their coats over their arms. Taking the elevator down. "So does Mac know about me?" she asked.
"She knows I served with an aviator whose call sign was 'Angel', but nothing else. Though I expect by now the scuttlebutt about you is flying around the office."
"Probable at Mach 1," she smirked.
"I wouldn't doubt it," he agreed. "Do you mind?"
"No, it's the same onboard a carrier, but you know that yourself."
"True, still you have me to protect you," he mocked.
The elevator stopped and they got out, leaving the building they slipped on their coats as they headed for her car.
"So I need protecting now?" she was asking. "My Knight with Gold wings."
"I am always one to serve Milady,"
Groaning Sera flicked him with her cover. "Get in the car, Commander."
"Yes Ma'am."
Jag Headquarters
(Same day)
Sarah Mackenzie was talking with Lieutenant Sims when Commander Rabb and Lieutenant Riggs came into JAG ops. She smiled warmly; it had been a while since she'd seen Harm so relaxed and on time. "Morning Commander, Lieutenant."
"Morning Colonel," Harm said with his usual cheerfulness.
"Good morning Ma'am," Sera greeted.
Mac smiled. "Welcome to JAG, Lieutenant Riggs,"
"Thank you Ma'am,"
Harriet smiled. "Lieutenant Harriet Sims," she introduced herself. "Welcome to JAG."
Sera nodded, smiling. "Thank you,"
"Are you settling in all right, Lieutenant?" Harriet asked. "The Admiral said you were staying with the Commander,"
She saw Harm hold back a smirk. "Yes, until my apartment is ready the Commander has been kind enough to let me stay with him."
"If you need any help just call,"
"Thank you, Lieutenant,"
"Well lets get you squared away with the Admiral," Harm suggested a little more protectively then he should have.
Sera nodded. "Yes sir,"
They left their briefcases and coats in his office and preceded to the Admiral's, Tiner informed the Admiral they were there, and then sent them in.
AJ gestured them in. "Good morning Commander, Lieutenant."
"Good morning sir," both acknowledged.
"At ease," he ordered. "For the moment Lieutenant Riggs, I'm going to have you working with Commander Rabb. You've been out of the courtroom for nearly three years, though I doubt you've been completely out of the loop. There is still some catching up to do," he paused for a moment. "You maybe only here as a temporary assignment, Lieutenant, but I expect you to give JAG you full attention. Do I make myself clear?"
"Yes sir,"
"Good, get yourself settled, and then help the Commander on his current case," AJ commanded. "And one more thing Lieutenant, by know it is common knowledge you are staying with Commander Rabb. I suggest you sort out your living arrangements ASAP."
"With all due respect sir, the Lieutenant has found herself an apartment, which will be ready in two days," Harm defended.
"Excellent, where?"
"In the same building as Commander Rabb's sir," Sera revealed. "It was the only one available on short lease."
"Understood, the Captain of the Patrick Henry has had your personals boxed and is sending them to you."
"Thank you sir,"
AJ sat back in his chair, studying the two officers. Something was going on between them and it was more then a pilots bond. "Very well then, dismissed."
Both came to attention. "Aye, aye sir," they said, then turned and walked out.
Going straight to Harm's office, once inside he shut the door, turning to her. "Well you survived,"
"For now,"
"You're going to be fine, Sera," he assured.
She was going to comment when a knock came on the door and it opened.
Gunnery Sergeant Victor Galendez came in on Harm's insistence. "Commander," he greeted, then addressed Sera. "Lieutenant your office is ready,"
"Thank you Gunny," she picked up her briefcase and coat, smiling at Harm. "I'll get squared away, sir."
"Very well Lieutenant," he said grinning.
She held back a smirk and followed the Gunny; he guided her to her office, opening the door for her. Letting her enter first. She put her briefcase and coat on the desk and turned. "Thank you Gunnery Sergeant,"
"You're welcome Ma'am," he said warmly, and then excused himself.
Sera dropped her cover on the desk and sighed. The temporary assignment had come at a good time, she needed this break and once it was over, perhaps she could go back to flying. Shaking her head, she squared away and then headed back to Harm's office, they still had work to do. And a lot could happen in six months.
Sera's apartment (Three days later)
North of Union StationWashington DC.
Sera finished putting the last of the kitchen utensils away, sighing as the strong arms circled her waist and she lent against the hard male body. "I hate unpacking,"
Harm chuckled. "I offered to let you stay with me," he reminded lightly.
"I know," she said turned so she could embrace him, standing on her tiptoes she placed a light kiss on his lips, and then another as he pulled her closer and deepened the kiss.
Mac came out of the bedroom with another empty packing container; fighting the urge to tell them to get a room she cleared her throat. She'd figured out they were more then friends on the first day, she'd also came to realize they kept it out of the office. "Cut it out you two, you've got company."
They moved apart, grinning. "All finished?" Harm asked her, remaining unconcerned about being caught. Not by his best friend.
She knew that look, being amused by it. "I even made the bed,"
"You didn't have to do that," Sera announced, her face flush. "I could of done it later,"
"It was no problem," Mac said not worrying. Doubting making the bed was the last thing on their minds.
Sera's older brother, Matthew got to his feet, he'd been hooking together his sister's TV, video and DVD player, as well as her stereo. "All done Squid,"
"Thanks Jarhead," she taunted.
Mac shook her head. "How do you put up with her?" she asked him.
"I out rank her," Matt mused, with a sexy smirk. "The advantages of being a Colonel."
Matthew Mitchell was the poster boy of the Marine core; he's good looks had done for the core what Harm's stint on TV had done for the Navy. And he was handsome, tall, board shoulders, and dimples to die for. A lawyer who could speak five different languages and was flight qualified, being currently assigned to Norfolk Naval Air Station.
Sera rolled her eyes. "Be nice or I'll tell Dad," she warned.
"Try it squid,"
Harm shook his head. "Be good children," he ribbed.
"Or what Commander?" Matt challenged him with a wide grin and a sparkle to his green eyes.
"You don't get dinner, I'm cooking."
Matt looked to Mac, a mischievous glint in his eyes. "What do you say to a Beltway burger, Colonel?"
"Better then a salad, Colonel," she accepted, picking up on his playfulness.
"It's a date, sorry Harm, but I'll take a Beltway burger over a salad any day."
Sera winkled her nose. "How can you be my brother?" She moaned. "A Beltway burger?"
"Careful little sister, not everyone enjoys rabbit food like you and Harm," he taunted.
"Yeah stick boy, a good burger would do you good," Mac challenged.
Sera returned to Harm's embrace. "Stick boy?" she queried, and then whispered with a soft purr in his ear. "I wouldn't say that."
Mac and Matt laughed at the look on Harm's face. "I love it, someone who knows how to make Harm blush," she teased.
Matt good-naturedly put his arm around her shoulders, despite only meeting a few hours ago, he felt very comfortable showing affection towards her. "Over dinner I'll tell you a few things about your partner here, I'm sure you don't know,"
"Oh I think I know him pretty well?" she remarked matter-of-factly.
"Not the way I do," Matt commented. "I happened to have details on his first court case,"
"That's it, out," Sera ordered stepping away from Harm, ushering them towards the door with mock annoyance. "Go stuff yourselves on Beltway burgers,"
"We're going," they both yielded laughing.
"Do you need help later?" Matt asked his sister, as he ran his hand over his short brown hair, which seemed darker then usual because it was so short.
"No, go home and be with Emily," Sera insisted. "She'll be wanting to know where her daddy is,"
"All right kiddo," he gave her a quick hug noticing Mac's curious look at the mention of his daughter. Deciding he would tell her when they were alone. "Night Harm,"
"Night Matt, night Mac,"
"Night Harm, Sera," Mac bided. She waited until after they'd left the apartment and were in Matt's car before asking. "Tell me about Emily?"
"She's six and thinks her Aunt Sera is the best," he said proudly, and then added. "Her mother took off two days after she was born, left me a note and divorce papers, as well as full custody of Emily."
"I'm sorry,"
"It's her lose, Emily is a great little girl, and she's a little trooper. She loves Sera and Harm, she has them wrapped around her little finger."
Mac shifted a little in her seat. "I get the distinct feeling my partner has a secret life he's never told anyone about."
"Sounds like Harm," Matt agreed lightly, adding seriously. "He was Sera's strength when Chris was killed, he kept her going."
"He never said anything," she said, and began to wonder why?
Matt pulled the car into the parking lot of Beltway burger and stopped, turning off the engine he unbuckled and turned to her. "Sera has loved Harm since law school, she could never admitted it because she was married to Chris,"
"Did she love her husband?"
He nodded. "She did, but he wasn't her soul mate. If Chris hadn't of died she would have eventually realized it and they would have went their separate ways."
"So Harm is her soul mate?"
"Yes," he got out of the car and walked around to her side; opening the door he helped her out. "Just as you have a soul mate, Mac,"
She felt butterflies in her stomach, she should of release his hand but she didn't. She felt comfortable holding it, very comfortable "Then I guess I'll just have to find him,"
"Oh I think you already have Sarah, you just don't know it yet," he said gentle. Then smiled. "Come on, let's get that burger,"
"Let's," she decided. Having a feeling there were going to be more dates in the future and more Beltway burgers, with and without Emily.
To be continued.
A/N: Okay there it is, slightly rewritten and hopefully a little better. So do that thing you do and give me a review. Well aren't that poetic?