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: I realize there are many Mac/Harm fans I'm one myself. I also think because I'm not a scriptwriter for JAG, I can shake things up a little and give Harm an alternative love life, as well as Mac. So take a deep breath and read on, then let me know what you think. I love reviews, the more I get the more incentive I get to continue.
Author's Extra Note: I had to do a little creative rethinking on this one to coincide with my Flashbacks story. It's a small change but one that needed to be done in my opinon.
Starryeyes10: Thanks for the review; I'm glad you think it's a great story and continue to read on.
Gold Wings and Dress WhitesChapter Five: Past, Present and Future.
Saturday Evening
Australian Embassy
Washington DC.
Matt drew Mac into his arms as they joined the crowd on the dance floor. Her backless black gown gave him no choice but to rest his hand on her bare skin. She looked beautiful and he felt extremely fortunate to be there with her. "So how was your week?" he asked making conversation. It also took his mind off the fact her skin was soft beneath his fingers.
"Quiet," she answered him.
"Oh?"
"Harm and Sera flew to Falloon to handle a sexual harassment case on Wednesday and managed not to return until Friday afternoon," She revealed, very aware of where his hand was and the unconscious stoking of his fingers.
"I suppose they solved the case and managed to do some flying as well?" he alleged.
"It's called keeping there hours up," she smirked as she moved closer to him.
He tightened his hold her, finding her body molded against his. "What Captain in his right mind would let our two winged lawyers lose in a couple of Tomcats?"
"Captain Pete Mitchell, no relation of yours mind you,"
"Top Gun's golden boy?"
"The one and only," she answered. "The Captain was a trainer when Sera was at Falloon in May, and is to take command of his first aircraft carrier tomorrow."
"So how did they do?"
"They enjoyed themselves a little to much, none of his trainers could catch them. They want another shot at the two of them in the near future,"
Matt laughed. "Sounds like Hammer and Angel out did themselves."
"They certainly did," she said lightly. "Captain Mitchell wasn't surprised to find Harm had been to Top Gun before his ramp strike. As for Sera, she was his prized student," she mused then glanced around. "Speaking of the Dynamic Duo, I wander where they are?"
Bud and Harriet, who were dancing close by, over heard the question. "I saw the Commander and Lieutenant Commander, heading out of the ball room about five minutes ago," he revealed.
"Commander Rabb told me earlier he had something important to ask Lieutenant Commander Riggs," Harriet asked. "He said he wasn't wasting any more time."
Sergei, who was dancing with Samantha near by, added to the conversation. "Harm told me it was very important,"
Mac was curious. "How important is very important?" she asked and saw Samantha smiling, realizing what it was. "He isn't, is he?"
"Well unless I spent time organizing the resizing of the ring he chose for her for nothing, he is," she answered causally. "It's not bad either, even if I do say so myself,"
"It is beautiful," Sergei agreed. "Samantha and I picked it up for him."
"So what does it look like?" Mac pushed a little anxious.
"You'll see," Samantha promised.
The Admiral moved closer with his date. "Does this little gathering have to do with two of my officers disappearing?"
"Yes sir," everyone chuckled.
"Well break it up, they let us know when they're ready," he ordered, and then expertly guided his date away.
Laughing quietly, they moved away from each other.
"How did I miss it?" Matt asked Mac.
"I missed it too," she declared, and then sighed. "Still it is romantic,"
"True and Harm is in love with her,"
"Hopelessly," she mused. "You can see it on his face,"
"Oh and you know that look well?" he asked her teasing to hid his nervousness.
"I do," she purred in his ear. "I see it on your face,"
His heart did a double beat. "Funny I see the same look on yours,"
"Must be contagious," she said breathlessly.
"Must be," he agreed, silently wandering if they were both ready for this. They'd been hurt before in the past.
"So what does this mean?" Mac asked him, her mouth dry, her heart pounding.
"I think it means I love you Sarah Mackenzie," Matt told her.
She felt like crying she was so happy. "As much as I love you Mathew Mitchell,"
They'd stopped dancing but no one took any notice, not even when he kissed her.
Well maybe one person did, an Australian Naval Officer standing near the bar. He noticed, just as he observed Rabb and his date disappearing. For his part though he smiled.
Coming back into the ballroom, Harm saw the Australian. It wiped the cheeky grin off his face. "Oh no?"
Sera was instantly concerned. "What is it?"
"Mic Brumby,"
"The guy Mac was going to marry?"
"The one and only, come on lets find Mac,"
Gripping his hand, Sera followed Harm over to her brother and his date; both were standing to one side of the dance floor.
Mac grinned at them both. "So?"
Sera couldn't help but grin, showing her the diamond engagement ring Harm had slid onto her finger. It was a single diamond set in the middle of angel wings, the wings engraved into almost half the gold band.
"It's beautiful," Mac exclaimed.
"Mac," Harm got her attention. "Look over my shoulder, eleven o'clock, who do you happen to see?"
She looked, her smile going. "Mic."
Matt was suddenly felt very protective. "Who?"
"Mic Brumby, my ex-fiancé," she answered.
"Is this a problem?"
"Not by the way he's acting," she informed.
Without making it obvious both Sera and Harm turned, seeing Mic Brumby with his arm around a pregnant red head.
The Australian Naval officer noticed them and waved, he spoke to his wife and they made their way towards them. "Mac, Harm, it's nice to see you again," he greeted. "This is my wife, Lisa,"
Both Harm and Mac couldn't help but smile. "It's good to see you again Mic," he told the Australian. "And it's nice to meet you Ma'am,"
She blushed. "Lisa will do fine,"
Mac was still a little stunned; she took Matt's hand. "Mic, this is Colonel Mathew Mitchell," she introduced, explaining to Matt. "Mic use to work with Harm and I at JAG,"
"Nice to me you Colonel," Mic shook his hand, and then turned to Harm. "And who is your lovely friend?"
Harm ignored the comment. "This is my fiancée, Sera Riggs,"
"Well then it's nice to met you," Mic said a little more cheerful then he should have.
Sera smiled. "I've heard a lot about you, Commander,"
"All good I hope? And it's Mic,"
"I believe so," she said, seeing Harm had purposely hid her rank, going along with it.
"Are you here on holidays, Mic?" Mac asked.
"No, I've been reassigned back to JAG on the exchange program again," he answered. "Lisa is from Washington, so I agreed to come back,"
"It's nice to be home," his wife added. "I've missed Washington, even though I love Australia,"
"It is a beautiful Country, not that I've seen much of it," Sera agreed casually.
"You've been to Australia?" Mic asked her.
She smiled. "Once, it was just for a few days though,"
The Admiral joined them. "Commander Brumby, I see you're reacquainting yourself,"
"Yes sir,"
"Good. Now if you'll excuse me, I'd like a word with the Commander and his fiancée,"
"Certainly sir,"
The three of them moved away, going over to Harm's brother and his date, the woman made Mic do a double take.
Matt didn't hold back from laughing. "Twins Commander, my sister's get that reaction a lot when they're together,"
"I wouldn't doubt that," he remarked, making a note that Matt and his sister didn't share the same surname.
You have no idea, Mac thought to herself. She noted Sera had failed to add a rank to her name, just as Harm hadn't given it either. And they weren't due at work until ten on Monday; it was going to make an interesting morning.
JAG Headquarters (Monday morning)
Falls Church Virginia
Washington, DC
AJ gestured the Australian Commander into his office. "Take a seat Commander, I'll fill you in when the Lieutenant Commander arrives, she'll be helping you on this case,"
"Does this have to do with the crash landing on the Liberty Bell, sir?" Mic Brumby asked.
"It does," There was a knock; AJ glanced over the Australian's head. "Come in Lieutenant Commander, take a seat."
"Yes sir,"
Mic turned his head, surprised by who he saw and by the wings on her uniform, even though she wore JAG insignia.
"Commander Brumby, I believe you remember Lieutenant Commander Sera Riggs," AJ stated without smirking.
"Yes sir," he said with a grin.
Sera sat next to the Commander, nodding to him. "Sir,"
AJ came straight to the point. "Yesterday afternoon a Cod deployed out of Falloon Naval Base was fired on, on its way to the USS Liberty Bell by Saudi MiG's," he revealed. "The Cod was damaged as it struck the ramp on landing, SecNav wants a full report. So I'm sending you both,"
"Could we be fired on?" Mic inquired, realizing the seriousness of the situation.
"Possibly, which is why you're going out to the Liberty Bell by Tomcat," the Admiral informed and saw Sera's eyes light up.
Mic gulped. "A Tomcat sir?"
"Don't worry Commander, Sera is a Top Gun pilot with two DFC's. You're in good hands,"
"I'm sure I am sir,"
"I promise you Commander, I'll get you there in one piece. I want even turn the heat up in your cockpit," Sera smirked.
AJ got the joke but Mic didn't. He handed Sera the file. "Make sure the pilots on the Liberty Bell understand the Rules of Engagement and find out if the pilot of the Cod provoked the attack?"
"Will do sir," she said, and then she and Brumby stood.
"Good, now high tale your six's to Norfolk, I want you both on the Liberty Bell ASAP,"
"Aye sir,"
"Oh and by the way, Lieutenant Commander, the Cod was bring the Liberty Bell's new CO, I believe you know him. Captain Pete Mitchell,"
She smiled. "That I do, sir,"
"Dismissed."
Both nodded and left the office, Mic followed Sera into her office, seeing the Top Gun plaque on the wall.
"You ready did go to Top Gun," he declared.
"I did, I also served with Commander Rabb aboard the Patrick Henry,"
"Really, I don't remember seeing you aboard,"
"I remember you now, I was talking to Harm when you first arrived to speak to Lieutenant Buxton. I excused myself and wished Harm luck," she recalled. "You smiled at me,"
"So you've known the Commander for quite a while?" he asked, vaguely remembering her.
"We went to law school together, then a few years later I changed designators," she answered, reading over the file. "Harm and I have always kept in contact and try to spend liberty together as much as possible,"
"So what made you return to JAG?"
"It's temporary," she dismissed, closing the file she dropped in front of him on her desk. "Do you want to drive to Norfolk together or separately?"
"Together if you don't mind, we can take my car or yours,"
"Do you mind driving in a blue Shelby Cobra?" she queried flippantly.
"Not in the least," he told her in the same tone.
"Than we'll take mine, Harm and Sergei can drive to Norfolk later and drive it home for me if we're more then a few days," she told him. "You'd better call your wife, do you have a bag in the trunk of your car?"
"Sure do, I'll give Lisa a ring,"
"I'll talk to Harm, we'll met in the car park in thirty minutes."
"It's a plan," he agreed and left her office, taking the file with him.
Sera picked up her briefcase, than her helmet, coat and cover, before going to Harm's office, knocking she went in, closing the door behind her.
Harm looked up and saw the helmet in her hand. "Going somewhere?"
"The Liberty Bell, by Tomcat," she answered. "With Brumby, we're driving to Norfolk together,"
He frowned as he stood, going around to her. "Will you be alright?"
"Of course," she dropped her things on his desk and went into his arms. "My pulse is racing and my heart is pounding, other than that I'm fine,"
Harm cupped her face in his hands. "You are," he kissed her. "I have faith in you, you're my Angel,"
Sighing she lent forward for another kiss, his tongue probing hers, deepening the kiss. They shouldn't have been doing this, but neither could stop, nor did they want to. It felt too good. She moaned. "I have to go,"
"I'll walk you to the car," he said, releasing her he picked up her helmet, giving her coat, cover and briefcase to her. Leaving the office they took the elevator down, walking out to the car park after she slipped her coat and cover on.
Mic was getting his bag out of the trunk of his car when they arrived at her Cobra.
Sera got the keys from her coat pocket and unlocked the sports car, putting her helmet and briefcase inside. "If we're more then a couple of days, can you and Sergei bring my car home?"
"I'll drive it myself," he assured.
"And then to work if I know you, you love this car as much as you do your vett," she mused.
"Quiet possible," he drew her back into his arms. "Be careful,"
"I will," she kissed him. "I love you,"
"I love you too, sweetheart," he whispered, and then released her, opening the door.
She smiled and got in, letting him shut the door, she than popped the trunk from inside.
Harm opened it, waiting for Mic.
The Australian dropped his bag in. "I'll keep an eye on Sera, you have my word,"
"I know you will, Mic. Does Lisa have someone to contact if she needs help?" Harm asked him, feeling it was time to bury the hatchet between them.
"She has the number at JAG and Mac gave Lisa her home number and yours, she said you wouldn't mind,"
"Not in the lease," he held out his hand. "Good luck Mic,"
"Thanks Harm," he shook his hand, and then went around to get into the sports car.
Harm shut the trunk and went back to Sera, hankering down. "Take it easy,"
"I will,"
Standing he moved back as she started the car and backed out, driving away.
Feeling a hand on his arm, he found Mac next to him, she handed him his coat. "You're going to catch cold, sailor,"
He slipped it on. "How am I going to handle it when she returns to carrier duty, Mac?"
His blue eyes were windows to his soul at that moment. "With the help of your friends, Harm," she reassured. "Come on sailor, let's go inside."
Sighing he went with her, returning to JAG ops.
Gunny saw them return and went over to them. "Sir, Ma'am."
"What is it Gunny?" Harm asked.
"Sir a Mrs. Garrett from family services called looking for Lieutenant Commander Riggs, I told her the Commander was out of the office and gave her your name, she'd like you to call her," he explained, giving Harm the message slip.
"Thank you Gunny,"
He nodded and moved away.
"Come see me if you want to talk," Mac told her friend.
"Thanks Mac," he bided and went into his office. Sitting he picked up the phone and dialed the number given to him.
Mrs. Garrett herself, who quickly explained the situation, answered his call. "The Gunnery Sergeant informed me you are Lieutenant Commander Riggs' fiancé, would you be able to meet Corey at the airport?" she concluded.
"Yes of course, I'm sorry Sera can't be there for the funeral. This case could take a couple of days,"
"That's quiet all right Commander, Corey understands, he realizes what his stepmother does for a living," the social worker revealed. "He explained to me and how she is on temporary assignment to JAG, he also told me the two of you had visited last weekend."
"Sera has been in contact with Corey since she arrived, last weekend we managed to get off work early to fly down and see him," Harm stated.
"He's a lucky young man, not many stepmothers would bother after losing their husbands. His flight is due at 2 o'clock tomorrow afternoon, at Dulles airport. Mrs. Riggs' will reading will be held in Washington when the Lieutenant Commander returns, since she is mentioned and is Corey's adopted parent,"
"I'll let her know, Mrs. Garrett,"
"Thank you Commander, please pass on my condolences to your fiancé, I believe she was quiet found of Grams as Corey calls her,"
"She was Mrs. Garrett and I'll tell her,"
"Goodbye Commander,"
"Goodbye Mrs. Garrett," he said, and then hung up. He sat there for a minute before getting up, leaving his office for Mac's. He knocked and went in. "Do you have a moment?"
"Sure, come in," she insisted. "What's up?"
"Sera's mother-in-law was killed in a car accident this morning, Grams looked after Corey, Sera's step-son," Harm explained, after he sat down. "Corey is arriving here tomorrow afternoon,"
Mac sat forward in her chair. Matt had told her about Corey, and Sera had also, showing her photos of the teenager. "Can you contact Sera?"
"I can leave a message for her," he answered, rubbing his forehead. "She'll want to come back,"
"Perhaps you should talk to the Admiral first? Or ring her cellular phone?"
"I think I'll do both, thanks Mac," he stood.
"So you're not only getting a wife, but a son also?" Mac remarked, sitting back.
That stopped him cold and made him think. "That's up to Corey," he decided, and then left her office.
To be continued.
Author's Extra note: Okay that's the end of chapter five. I look forward to feedback, so review away and let me know what you think. A.S (I went back over this chapter and made a few changers, I hope for the best. Since I'm planning a Flashback series of stories about Harm and Sera's past together. I need to make sure everything flows together.)