"Ma'am, you have paint in your hair." Jen pointed out the next morning.
"I thought I washed it out, I decorated over the weekend. Never mind for now, I'm supposed to be going to see the Admiral to discuss last years budget?"
"Yes ma'am. He wants to go over the last budget before they write the ones for next year."
"Then we have member selection this afternoon?" Mac questioned.
"Yes ma'am. But Lieutenant Davidson wants to discuss getting a court order with you before then, I asked him to come by at 1130 if that's okay ma'am."
"It's fine. You know where I'll be if you need anything."
"Yes ma'am."
~
"Petty Officer Coates."
"Mr Webb sir." Jen got to her feet.
"Relax Petty Officer." Webb said.
"Yes sir. Can I help you?"
"I need to see Mac."
"Is it urgent Mr Webb?" She asked.
"Relatively."
"Just one minute sir." Jen picked up the phone. "It's me, could you tell Colonel Mackenzie that Mr Webb is here to see her, its relatively urgent... Thank you." She hung up. "Petty Officer Tiner will let her know you're here."
"Is she busy?" Webb asked.
"She's in with the Admiral at the moment, but I'm sure she'd like an excuse to leave." Webb raised an eyebrow. "They're discussing the budget for last year sir."
"Ah."
"If you'd like to take a seat it will take a few minutes for her to get here." Jen offered.
"Thank you Petty Officer." Webb sat and waited and Jen went back to what she was doing.
"Webb." Mac said as she came back into her office. "Come in."
"You look good." He said.
"I look pregnant, there's a difference. So?" She asked as she sat down.
"They've set a date for Powell's trial. They need you to testify."
"I guess that's to be expected. When it the trial?"
"That's the thing it's in two months."
"What date exactly?" Mac questioned. Webb told her. "I can't."
"Mac they'll subpoena you, you're a lawyer and a judge you know that."
"It starts the two days before my due date. I can't testify if I'm going to go into labour at any minute can I? Besides I shouldn't be going into DC I should be at home resting, putting me feet up and cursing being pregnant."
"Mac, there isn't anything I can do about it."
"What else aren't you telling me?" She realised he was holding something back.
"They aren't holding the trial in DC."
"I can't fly anymore and I can't go on long car journeys." She pointed out.
"Mac if you're subpoenaed you're subpoenaed."
"Isn't there some way to arrange for me to give testimony by video link? I'll get a signed letter from my doctor advising them that I can't travel."
"I'll see what I can do." He said.
"You'd better do better than just see; you're the one who got me into this." Mac banged her hand on the table.
"Mac calm down." Webb advised.
"You want me to travel half way across the country to testify on a trial that was caused by you not being on the ball, which for someone reason I got dragged into and then had to go on the run for almost a month while nine months pregnant. I don't think so. Fix it." She ranted. "What?" She yelled when Jen tapped on the door.
"Is everything okay ma'am?" Jen hesitantly asked.
"No Jen it isn't. Have Mr Webb escorted out would you?"
"Are you sure..." Jen started to question. "Right away ma'am. Mr Webb." Jen prompted.
"Mac." Webb said.
"Out and tell the Admiral I'll be another few minutes."
"Yes ma'am." She said. Webb left; Jen closed the door and went with him to the elevator.
"What the hell is wrong with her?" He asked Jen.
"She's pregnant sir." Jen replied.
"In all the time I've know her; Mac doesn't fly off the handle like that."
"I couldn't say to that sir, but she's a little sensitive due to her hormones. She'll be fine in a few minutes once she calms down."
"Rather Rabb than me." Webb muttered.
"Have a nice day Mr Webb." Jen left him and headed towards the Admiral's office.
"Jen was that Webb I saw leaving?" Harm asked.
"Yes sir. He came to see the Colonel."
"Do you know what he wanted?"
"No sir. The Colonel yelled at him and when I went to check everything was okay she asked me to escort him out. If you'll excuse me sir I need to give the Admiral a message."
"Mac's in her office?" He questioned.
"Yes sir."
"Go ahead."
TBC
A/N: Number of chapter will reduced until Friday because I have things to hand in this week.
"I thought I washed it out, I decorated over the weekend. Never mind for now, I'm supposed to be going to see the Admiral to discuss last years budget?"
"Yes ma'am. He wants to go over the last budget before they write the ones for next year."
"Then we have member selection this afternoon?" Mac questioned.
"Yes ma'am. But Lieutenant Davidson wants to discuss getting a court order with you before then, I asked him to come by at 1130 if that's okay ma'am."
"It's fine. You know where I'll be if you need anything."
"Yes ma'am."
~
"Petty Officer Coates."
"Mr Webb sir." Jen got to her feet.
"Relax Petty Officer." Webb said.
"Yes sir. Can I help you?"
"I need to see Mac."
"Is it urgent Mr Webb?" She asked.
"Relatively."
"Just one minute sir." Jen picked up the phone. "It's me, could you tell Colonel Mackenzie that Mr Webb is here to see her, its relatively urgent... Thank you." She hung up. "Petty Officer Tiner will let her know you're here."
"Is she busy?" Webb asked.
"She's in with the Admiral at the moment, but I'm sure she'd like an excuse to leave." Webb raised an eyebrow. "They're discussing the budget for last year sir."
"Ah."
"If you'd like to take a seat it will take a few minutes for her to get here." Jen offered.
"Thank you Petty Officer." Webb sat and waited and Jen went back to what she was doing.
"Webb." Mac said as she came back into her office. "Come in."
"You look good." He said.
"I look pregnant, there's a difference. So?" She asked as she sat down.
"They've set a date for Powell's trial. They need you to testify."
"I guess that's to be expected. When it the trial?"
"That's the thing it's in two months."
"What date exactly?" Mac questioned. Webb told her. "I can't."
"Mac they'll subpoena you, you're a lawyer and a judge you know that."
"It starts the two days before my due date. I can't testify if I'm going to go into labour at any minute can I? Besides I shouldn't be going into DC I should be at home resting, putting me feet up and cursing being pregnant."
"Mac, there isn't anything I can do about it."
"What else aren't you telling me?" She realised he was holding something back.
"They aren't holding the trial in DC."
"I can't fly anymore and I can't go on long car journeys." She pointed out.
"Mac if you're subpoenaed you're subpoenaed."
"Isn't there some way to arrange for me to give testimony by video link? I'll get a signed letter from my doctor advising them that I can't travel."
"I'll see what I can do." He said.
"You'd better do better than just see; you're the one who got me into this." Mac banged her hand on the table.
"Mac calm down." Webb advised.
"You want me to travel half way across the country to testify on a trial that was caused by you not being on the ball, which for someone reason I got dragged into and then had to go on the run for almost a month while nine months pregnant. I don't think so. Fix it." She ranted. "What?" She yelled when Jen tapped on the door.
"Is everything okay ma'am?" Jen hesitantly asked.
"No Jen it isn't. Have Mr Webb escorted out would you?"
"Are you sure..." Jen started to question. "Right away ma'am. Mr Webb." Jen prompted.
"Mac." Webb said.
"Out and tell the Admiral I'll be another few minutes."
"Yes ma'am." She said. Webb left; Jen closed the door and went with him to the elevator.
"What the hell is wrong with her?" He asked Jen.
"She's pregnant sir." Jen replied.
"In all the time I've know her; Mac doesn't fly off the handle like that."
"I couldn't say to that sir, but she's a little sensitive due to her hormones. She'll be fine in a few minutes once she calms down."
"Rather Rabb than me." Webb muttered.
"Have a nice day Mr Webb." Jen left him and headed towards the Admiral's office.
"Jen was that Webb I saw leaving?" Harm asked.
"Yes sir. He came to see the Colonel."
"Do you know what he wanted?"
"No sir. The Colonel yelled at him and when I went to check everything was okay she asked me to escort him out. If you'll excuse me sir I need to give the Admiral a message."
"Mac's in her office?" He questioned.
"Yes sir."
"Go ahead."
TBC
A/N: Number of chapter will reduced until Friday because I have things to hand in this week.