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: Okay this has nothing to do with JAG, but I have to brag anyway. I have a new nephew, born the 29th of October and the initials of his name brake down to AJ. He's very cute and I have a feeling he's going to be very spoilt. Okay enough bragging, on with the thank you's:

Winjan: I'm glad you liked the idea of Harm as Cag and thanks for the hug. To answer you question – it's a mistake and I've corrected it. Please forgive me. Momentary insanity. I was watching JAG at the time and got distracted. Oh and thank you for putting me on your favorites list.

Faith Evans: Thank you for reviewing and welcome to my JAG world. It gets a little fuzzy occasionally but everyone enjoys themselves.

Gold Wings and Dress Whites

Chapter Seventeen: Accusations

Colonel Mitchell's Residence

One month later.

Emily searched under her bed for her missing shoe, which she couldn't find.  "I can't find it!"

"It has to be there, I put both away last night!" Sarah Mackenzie called back.

The little girl got up and sat on the bed, folding her arms across her chest. "I can't find it, Mom!"

In the kitchen Mac stopped, had she heard right. Had Emily just called her 'Mom'? Leaving the kitchen she went up stairs to the little girls bedroom, going in. "Em?"

"I can't find it Mom, I've looked it's not here," she stated and looked up, seeing Mac's eyes glassy. "Is something wrong?"

Mac sat beside her. "You called me Mom."

Emily grinned sheepishly. "Is that all right? I mean you are marring my Dad and you'll be my Mom, won't you?"

"Sure I will, it's just I've never had anyone call me Mom before."

"Well I've never had a Mom before," the little girl stated the obvious.

"You do now," Mac assured her.

Wrapping her arms around her, Emily held her tight. "I love you Mom."

"I love you too sweetheart," Mac said and kissed the top of her head. "Now we have to find that shoe of yours."

"Okay."

Working together they found the missing shoe, which Emily put on and they left the bedroom hand in hand.

"When are Uncle Harm and Aunt Sera coming home?"

"Not for another month, when they do, we'll all go down to the port to meet them." Mac suggested.

"Cool."

She laughed as they hurried down the stairs, hearing the front door open and close.

Emily ran to her father, jumping into his arms when he held them out. "Dad, Mom said we can go and meet Uncle Harm and Aunt Sera's ship when it comes to port."

Matt looked surprised at Mac, seeing her smile. Not because she'd made the promise but because she'd been called 'Mom' by his daughter. "Well I'm sure your Mom and I can arrange that."

"Thank you Daddy," she gave him a hug.

"You're welcome," he said hugging her back. "All right sweetheart I've got to get changed. How about you go and watch television."

"Okay."

He put her down and she ran off to the family room. He looked to Mac. "When did she decide on the 'Mom'?"

"Just now," she answered grinning as they started up stairs. "How was your meeting?"

"Uneventful," he unbuttoned his uniform jacket and slipped it off as they walked into the bedroom.

"Maybe I should have come with you," she stated.

"Played a little good cop, bad cop huh?" he mussed hanging his jacket up.

"Yes."

Turning he loosened his tie. "I'll try and remember that for next time."

"I'm sure you will," she helped him removed the tie; throwing it on the bed she started on his shirt.

Matt backed her up against the wall. "How long do we have?"

"Ten minutes, thirty-three seconds," she informed pulling his shirt from his pants.

"Plenty of time," he agreed and kissed her.

Mac sighed against his mouth; one thing her fiancé was, in her opinion,  was a fantastic kisser and lover. She helped him out of the rest of his uniform as he helped her out of her clothes, making it to the bed to make love. Doing so again in the shower before they dressed and headed down stairs, the doorbell chimed as they reached the bottom step.

"I'll get it," Mac said.

"We'll get it," Matt told her holding tight to her hand.

She laughed. "I'm not going any where Matt."

"I know."

She opened the door. "Hello Harriet. Hi AJ."

The little boy reached for her, grinning.

She took him in her arms. "How are you sailor?"

He giggled. "Good."

Emily rushed into the room. "Hi Aunt Harriet."

"Hi Emily, how are you?"

"I'm good,"

Matt was about to shut the door when Samantha and Michael arrived. Emily hugged her Aunt, wrapping her arms around her as much as she could due to her Aunt's swollen stomach. "Hi Aunt Sammy."

"Hey sweetie," Samantha greeted.

"Let them in Em," Mac said gently.

"Okay Mom."

Harriet looked surprised at Mac. "Mom?"

"We just decided," she said quietly.

They were sitting chatting when Mic and Lisa Brumby arrived with their baby daughter Caitlin. Corey and the Admiral arrived not long after, as did Sturgis and his date Bobbi Latham.

Emily sat between her Aunt and Mic, who was cradling his daughter in his arms; she looked at the baby, than her Aunt's swollen stomach. "Aunt Sammy."

"Yes sweetheart?"

"Are Aunt Sera and Uncle Harm's twins in your tummy?"

"Yes sweetheart," she took the little girls hand and put it on her stomach, letting her feel the tiny kicks the twins were making.

Emily smiled wide-eyed. "Aunt Sammy, why isn't Aunt Sera having her babies?"

"Well sweetheart, Aunt Sera can't,"

"Because she's a pilot?" Emily asked innocently.

Mic smiled at the innocence of it all. "It's not because she's a pilot kiddo."

"Then why?"

Corey had been listening; he came over and perched on the coffee table in front of his cousin. "Come here Em," he patted his thigh and she sat up on his lap. "You see Em, there's a part inside Aunt Sam that my Mum doesn't have and it's that part that's needed to for her to be able to have the twins. Understand?"

She thought about it and than nodded. "Why doesn't Aunt Sera have it, Corey? She and Aunt Sammy are twins, don't they have everything the same?"

"Well nearly. You see Mum got sick and the doctors had to remove that part."

"But she's all right without it, isn't she?"

"Sure she is," he mussed. "Besides I don't think Mum could fly a Tomcat if she was carrying twins now, could she?"

Emily giggled. "No,"

"That's right and Mum has something Aunt Sam doesn't, isn't that right?"

"Yeah, she has a tattoo and Aunt Sammy doesn't," the little girl said and giggled again as Corey tickled her.

Samantha sighed, thankful she didn't have to explain all that.

Mic lent closer to her, lowering his voice. "He's going to make a good brother."

"Yeah he is." She agreed. He was his father all over.

Emily glanced over to her father and soon to be stepmother. "Corey, will I be getting a baby brother or sister?"

He held back from laughing, seeing Mac blush and his Uncle stop in mid sentence. "Oh I'm sure you'll get a baby brother or sister one day, Em."

"I hope so," she said, then hopped off his lap and went back to playing with little AJ.

"Nice work, Corey," Michael told him.

"Thanks."

Bobbi lent forward in her seat. "So Sera has a tattoo?"

"Don't go there, Bobbi," Sturgis warned.

She ignored him. "Come on Corey, dish the dirt?"

Harriet laughed. "It's quite cute."

"So what is it?" she pushed.

"Where is it?" Mic asked inquisitively, and saw his wife frowning at him. "Just curious honey?"

Corey chuckled. "It's gold aviator's wings over the top of white angel wings, as for where it is. You'll have to ask Dad that, he was there when she got it."

"Not fair, mate, surely you know." Mic protested.

Mac clipped her soon to be nephew lightly on the back of the head. "He just knows better then to reveal that bit of information."

"Oh come on Aunt Mac, I won't tell. I've never told anyone where yours is."

That surprised her. "And how do you know where mine is?"

"Uncle Matt told me."

"Really?" she remarked and frowned at her fiancé.

Mic laughed. "That Corey is information that even your Dad doesn't know."

"I know," he smirked. "Bugs him too."

"When did your Mum get this tattoo, Corey?" Bobbi asked.

"September 1998, she got a promotion on her birthday of all days. The Skipper gave her a three day pass and she came to visit Dad," he recalled. "She got the tattoo as a birthday present to herself."

"It sounds like your Dad had a secret life none of us knew about."

Corey shrugged. "I know he was in love with her for a long time before he admitted it," he said casually. "Grams knew it, so did Grandma Sarah."

Mac perched beside him. "Did you mind?"

"No, things weren't good between Mum and Chris towards the end. She didn't think I knew what was happening, but I did. I knew she wasn't happy and I knew they weren't happy any more." Mac slipped her arm around his shoulders and he went on. "I knew Dad made her happy and that she was happy around him. I guess in a way I was hoping they'd just admit it to themselves so we could all be together. It took them a while but they did it."

"Well your Dad was a slow learner." Mac smirked.

He grinned. "When it comes to his love life he was."

They all laughed.

"This isn't really nice, neither Commander's are here to defend themselves," Harriet confirmed.

"Harriet, you can call them Harm and Sera," Matt told her.

"I know, sir, habit I guess."

AJ laughed and patted Matt on the shoulder. "I'd give up if I were you, I've been telling her for years. So have Harm and Mac."

"Yes sir," he said, and then grinned at the look the Admiral gave him. "Force of habit?"

"Not funny Colonel."

Matt just laughed, as did everyone else. He heard the phone ringing and answered it. "Mitchell."

"Sir, it's Petty Officer Tiner, I need to speak to the Admiral."

"Hang on," he said, then handed the phone to the Admiral. "It's Tiner."

He took it. "What is it Tiner?"

"Sir, Mr. Webb is in your office, he wants to talk to you right away. He said it has to do with Palmer."

"All right Tiner, I'm on my way," he sighed, and than hung up. "Damn."

"Problem?" Matt asked him.

"Webb wants to talk, that always means a problem," he remarked. "Lets go Mr. Rabb. I have a feeling this is going to take a while."

"Do you need one of us to come in, sir?" Mac asked him.

"No. I'll let you know if I do."

"Yes sir," she and Matt walked him and Corey out. "Does this have to do with Palmer?"

AJ nodded. "So Webb said, I'll let you know."

She nodded. But deep down she knew it, and she had a feeling it wasn't over yet. Somehow from the grave Palmer was going to course trouble.

JAG Headquarters

Falls Church, Virginia.

Washington DC.

"What's going on Webb?" AJ asked as he walked into his office, closing the door. Leaving Corey to talk with Tiner and the Gunny.

"We know who wants Sera Rabb dead." Clayton Webb announced.

"Who?"

"Former Marine Sergeant Samuel Johns."

AJ knew the name and the case. "She was the prosecutor during his trail, she had him convicted on manslaughter chargers for murdering his wife," he recalled.

"Right and he's wanted revenge ever since. He met Palmer in Leavenworth and they plotted this together," Webb revealed. "If Palmer was on board than it's a good guess Johns is too. They escaped the same time."

"Damn it," AJ swore. "Why wasn't I notified before; I need to alert Rabb."

"No offence Admiral but she's not one of your people anymore."

"I'm talking about Commander Rabb, Webb."

"Yes of course," Webb dismissed. "You do that and you'll warn Johns."

"So what do you expect me to do, let Sera be a target for this lunatic," AJ snarled at him angrily.

"No, I expect you to use your head. Warn them without coursing suspicion."

"How?"

"Go see them," he answered causally.

"And how am I suppose to not make that look suspicious?"

"Admiral, you're the JAG. If you want to get on a Cod and fly out to the Liberty Bell where both Rabb's are currently serving…" Webb let his voice fade.

AJ shook his head. "I don't like this,"

"Neither do I, but it's the only way."

"Damn!" he crossed his arms against his chest. "Tiner!"

The door opened quickly and the Petty Officer appeared. "Yes sir?"'

"Get in here, bring Gunny with you."

He stepped in, the Gunny behind him. Corey stood in the doorway and was gestured in.

"Tiner call Colonel Mackenzie, as of this moment she is acting JAG and tell Lieutenant Sims you'll be dropping Corey off at her place," AJ ordered as he uncrossed his arms. Glancing at the teenager, who nodded understanding. He went back to the matter at hand. "Gunny you're coming with me. Oh and Tiner call Norfolk, I need to get out to the Liberty Bell."

"Yes sir," he came to attention, then turned and returned to his desk.

AJ wasn't finished though. "Gunny arm yourself, light on appearance, but pack something with punch for both of us," he saw the man nodded. "Find out when we leave?"

"Yes sir." He acknowledged, than left.

Corey went closer. "Admiral are my parents going to be all right?"

"They'll be fine, Corey," he reassured.

"But you're going with an armed escort sir," the teenager noted.

AJ sighed and saw Webb smiling. "Close the hatch son," he told him, then waited until the teenager had done so. "When your Mum was a member of my staff in Pearl, she prosecuted a Marine Sergeant and won, he was convicted of manslaughter. He swore he'd get even with your Mum, he was behind what happened on the Liberty Bell a month ago."

"And now he's going to try again?"

"Not if we can help it, Corey. It is possible he's on board and is going to make a move yes. That's why I'm taking the Gunny with me."

Corey sat without asking, feeling his heart pounding. "Don't let him hurt my Mum, Admiral, please."

AJ was firm with his next statement. "I want son, I promise."

"Good."

Something in Corey's eyes told the Admiral and Webb this young man would do everything in his power to protect his mother - everything and anything.

To be continued.

Okay Chapter Seventeen is done, and eighteen is in the writing. So away you go and review. Please!!!!!!