Disclaimer: None of these characters are mine and belong to Donald P.
Bellisario. I am not making any money off of my story and don't intend to.
Rating: PG - Just about the same type of stuff you would see in a normal episode of JAG. There's no swearing, no sexual situations or anything. Just some romance, a little action.
This is my first fanfiction story and I hope all of you enjoy it. Feedback is definitely welcome.
Chapter 9: A Case of Revenge
The Next Day: December 12th 2003
JAG Headquarters
Falls Church, VA
1100 EST
The activity throughout the office was overwhelming. Since Clayton Webb had revealed the real actions of Commander Murphy, the case had taken a completely different turn. Now instead of more investigation, they were faced with an inside operation to catch Murphy. Much like that of any other inside operations that Mac had done for Webb over the years, this one did not sound doable by any means. She wished Harm were here to suffer through this operation with her. Not because he would do a better job (which was completely untrue in Mac's opinion), but because they watched each other's backs well. They knew how to work together, what the other was thinking. Well, at least when it came to stuff like this, Mac thought to herself.
They were in the Admiral's office: Bud, Sturgis, Mac, Webb, and the Admiral. Sturgis was pacing a bit as he was listening to their assignment. "Are you sure this is going to work?"
Webb nodded. "Of course. As long as everyone does their job."
Admiral Chegwidden did not like putting his staff under the leadership of Clayton Webb, knowing full well of the many times his plans had failed. He looked over at his 3 staff members assigned to this task. "Are you sure you three are comfortable with this?"
Mac smiled warily. "Have we ever been comfortable with Webb's plans?" She looked over to Webb, who just sighed and looked away.
"This should be no problem for you three. All you have to do is help us catch Murphy in the act. He's supposedly meeting someone at a bar named the "Golden Lion". I want Bud to stay back and help my video and computer team. I want Sturgis following Murphy, and Mac to be in the restaurant taping the event. My guys will come flooding in when the act is done," Webb explained coolly.
Sturgis shook his head. "Why us?"
Webb placed his hands on his hips. "I want JAG in this because it is partly your investigation and he will be taken up on Navy charges. Also, I want you three to see it. Lt. Roberts is proficient at electronics, Sturgis can follow Murphy well, and Mac can listen in on the conversation. They will also be speaking Farsi, in all likelihood. And she's a Marine, has good hand-to-hand combat skills to use in case something goes wrong."
"Where will you be, Mr. Webb?" Bud asked.
"Does it matter?" Webb asked, but then saw the glare from Chegwidden. "I'll be in the same place as you, Lieutenant."
Sturgis finally stopped pacing and looked to Webb. "Is that all we have to do?" he asked sarcastically.
Mac smiled to herself. It was indeed all they had to do.
Outside "Golden Lion"
1900 EST
Bud couldn't remember the last time he had gone on a stake out. The parked van was just outside the restaurant, which only heightened the nerves of everyone inside. The video cameras were up and running in the restaurant, and their inside man - Lt. Colonel Sarah Mackenzie - was secure. She was hiding in a booth effectively keeping herself out of sight. It appeared as if everything was set. The task force was ready on command, and Sturgis has been following Murphy since he left his home a few minutes ago.
Webb started to pace behind him a bit as he watched the monitors. He looked at one to see Mac off to the side of what should be the scene of the transaction. The prospector that Murphy was trading to had a favorite table, and Mac was diagonal from it. Not only did they need to tape what would happen, but they also needed visual confirmation from someone inside. The inside person needed to see what they were seeing on the monitors to insure nothing had gone wrong with the cameras. He looked away feeling no reason to dwell on the past. Mac couldn't be at the center of his thoughts any longer.
Then an expected image came into view. Webb smiled. "Do you see that Lieteunant Roberts?"
Bud nodded. "Yes, sir, I do." He flipped to a channel for his headset. "Colonel?"
Inside "Golden Lion"
1910 EST
Mac suddenly heard a sound in her earpiece. "Bud?"
Bud's voice came back quickly. "We have a visual of Murphy, Ma'am. He should be entering your space soon."
The earpiece then went silent, and Mac willed herself to get ready. This was it. This was what it had all come down to. All they had to do was keep quiet and wait for Murphy to do himself in. She had gotten quite tired of the case, though nabbing the guy who hurt Harm was a great feeling. Before Mac could think further on the subject, however, Murphy entered in. He quickly moved to a table. As if out of nowhere, two men joined him.
Mac talked quietly in her earpiece. "He's in." She then watched quietly as Murphy and the two men began to talk.
Van Outside of "Golden Lion"
Bud looked to Webb. "Everything's set."
Webb nodded and looked to his other technicians who were busy making sure the images would be caught effectively. The door of the van suddenly opened and Sturgis stepped in. Webb and Sturgis looked at each other with a nervous but content glare. Everything, so far, had gone to plan. Now all they had to do was wait.
Inside "Golden Lion"
Mac smiled to herself. Murphy had already promised the information and received the money. Looking carefully around, Murphy shifted the disk he had been holding the entire meeting over to the two unidentified men. Mac spoke again into the earpiece. "See it?"
Outside:
Bud replied, "Yup, we see it, Ma'am." He then looked to Webb.
Webb nodded. "Move in."
Inside:
Suddenly a voice entered Mac's ear. "They're moving in. Be ready." Mac nodded, and waited patiently for the events to conspire in front of her. Before she could think another second, the doors flew open. The men dressed in black and heavily armed rushed in, and moved quickly to Murphy's table. Mac bent to pick up her own pistol when the room suddenly exploded in gun fire.
Mac jumped out of her booth and positioned herself behind the far wall. She looked over the scene to see what had started the problems. Not only were there task force men around, but also men who had hid themselves throughout the business of the restaurant protecting the two unidentified men. She heard shooting and then silence. Mac turned to look around the corner to see everyone holding their guns at each other, finding no way out of the situation unless everyone died.
She suddenly felt a sense of déjà vu. If Paraguay wasn't enough, she could certainly survive another dose of this. She then heard someone new come in. Mac looked around the corner again. Webb.
"I have you outnumbered. So no one gets hurt, let's just put all the guns down. All I want is Murphy."
Mac started breathing heavily as she looked away, feeling the intensity of the situation rise quite a bit. Suddenly a shot rang out from an unknown source, and then all she heard was gun fire. She breathed in, and then flipped around the corner with her pistol aimed. Without thinking, she fired once, killing the first and injuring the next before she turned herself around.
Looking around the corner once more, she gazed at the ground to see an injured Clayton Webb. She wailed around the corner again and got off a few more shots. Luckily the restaurant had been relatively vacant except for a few kitchen staff and only a few customers. However, Mac could hear their gasps and could feel their worry as she hid herself behind the wall and looked to the other side of her. Through all the excitement, she had almost forgotten about the bystanders who were hiding in the same section she was.
Mac pressed her finger to her lips to indicate quiet. She then whispered. "Just stay down." The two waitresses and the one customer nodded. Most likely the kitchen staff were in the kitchen, safe. More members of the task force broke through the windows and suddenly all the commotion was gone. They had clearly all escaped through a back door, possibly through the kitchen area with the task force in full chase. However, Mac was not satisfied.
Looking to the three bystanders to insure their safety, she bolted around the corner and looked anxiously around. No Murphy. Her need to capture him herself invaded her. She completely forgot about Webb as she raced out the front door. Stopping out front of the restaurant, Mac glanced both ways quickly. It was then that she saw a lone figure running south. Through all of his efforts, Murphy had no friends to help him or cover him. He was alone.
Smiling to herself, Mac raced down the street towards him. Her Marine training kicked in as she felt her pace quicken and her breathing even out. All those morning runs had certainly come in handy throughout her years at JAG, despite only being a lawyer. One would be surprised at the amount of times her physical abilities would be her best asset.
Before she knew it, she had nearly caught up to him. A thought raced through her mind. Never has a squid out raced a jarhead. At least not now where she was concerned as Mac intensified her pace and was on him. She jumped out and landed on him, knocking him down as she fell. Murphy quickly came to his feet, only then realizing who had been following him for the last 200 yards.
Murphy barely comprehended the image before him as he was kicked to the ground. He tried to stand up, but was again knocked to the ground. Mac could feel her adrenaline racing as she bent down to him and started to punch him harshly in the face. She nailed his head into the ground and was about to do so again when she stopped. Shoving him down, she looked at him. "I take it personally when someone hurts one of my friends. I should kill you right now for all the pain you've caused."
Mac then stood up completely and continued to glare at Murphy. "You're not worth it. I would've killed you had you done the same to Harm." She started to walk away as she sensed some of the task force members running to her aid. However, they would find out soon enough no aid was needed. Mac then looked back to Murphy. "By the way, never lie to a Marine." The task force was there in seconds and picked him up off the ground.
Sturgis was looking on from a distance. He had run to Mac's aid, as well, but he knew better. From day one Mac had taken this case personally. From day one she was determined to catch the person who had been at the center of the crimes. As he looked on, Sturgis saw contentment in Mac's face through all of the anger. It was done.
Rating: PG - Just about the same type of stuff you would see in a normal episode of JAG. There's no swearing, no sexual situations or anything. Just some romance, a little action.
This is my first fanfiction story and I hope all of you enjoy it. Feedback is definitely welcome.
Chapter 9: A Case of Revenge
The Next Day: December 12th 2003
JAG Headquarters
Falls Church, VA
1100 EST
The activity throughout the office was overwhelming. Since Clayton Webb had revealed the real actions of Commander Murphy, the case had taken a completely different turn. Now instead of more investigation, they were faced with an inside operation to catch Murphy. Much like that of any other inside operations that Mac had done for Webb over the years, this one did not sound doable by any means. She wished Harm were here to suffer through this operation with her. Not because he would do a better job (which was completely untrue in Mac's opinion), but because they watched each other's backs well. They knew how to work together, what the other was thinking. Well, at least when it came to stuff like this, Mac thought to herself.
They were in the Admiral's office: Bud, Sturgis, Mac, Webb, and the Admiral. Sturgis was pacing a bit as he was listening to their assignment. "Are you sure this is going to work?"
Webb nodded. "Of course. As long as everyone does their job."
Admiral Chegwidden did not like putting his staff under the leadership of Clayton Webb, knowing full well of the many times his plans had failed. He looked over at his 3 staff members assigned to this task. "Are you sure you three are comfortable with this?"
Mac smiled warily. "Have we ever been comfortable with Webb's plans?" She looked over to Webb, who just sighed and looked away.
"This should be no problem for you three. All you have to do is help us catch Murphy in the act. He's supposedly meeting someone at a bar named the "Golden Lion". I want Bud to stay back and help my video and computer team. I want Sturgis following Murphy, and Mac to be in the restaurant taping the event. My guys will come flooding in when the act is done," Webb explained coolly.
Sturgis shook his head. "Why us?"
Webb placed his hands on his hips. "I want JAG in this because it is partly your investigation and he will be taken up on Navy charges. Also, I want you three to see it. Lt. Roberts is proficient at electronics, Sturgis can follow Murphy well, and Mac can listen in on the conversation. They will also be speaking Farsi, in all likelihood. And she's a Marine, has good hand-to-hand combat skills to use in case something goes wrong."
"Where will you be, Mr. Webb?" Bud asked.
"Does it matter?" Webb asked, but then saw the glare from Chegwidden. "I'll be in the same place as you, Lieutenant."
Sturgis finally stopped pacing and looked to Webb. "Is that all we have to do?" he asked sarcastically.
Mac smiled to herself. It was indeed all they had to do.
Outside "Golden Lion"
1900 EST
Bud couldn't remember the last time he had gone on a stake out. The parked van was just outside the restaurant, which only heightened the nerves of everyone inside. The video cameras were up and running in the restaurant, and their inside man - Lt. Colonel Sarah Mackenzie - was secure. She was hiding in a booth effectively keeping herself out of sight. It appeared as if everything was set. The task force was ready on command, and Sturgis has been following Murphy since he left his home a few minutes ago.
Webb started to pace behind him a bit as he watched the monitors. He looked at one to see Mac off to the side of what should be the scene of the transaction. The prospector that Murphy was trading to had a favorite table, and Mac was diagonal from it. Not only did they need to tape what would happen, but they also needed visual confirmation from someone inside. The inside person needed to see what they were seeing on the monitors to insure nothing had gone wrong with the cameras. He looked away feeling no reason to dwell on the past. Mac couldn't be at the center of his thoughts any longer.
Then an expected image came into view. Webb smiled. "Do you see that Lieteunant Roberts?"
Bud nodded. "Yes, sir, I do." He flipped to a channel for his headset. "Colonel?"
Inside "Golden Lion"
1910 EST
Mac suddenly heard a sound in her earpiece. "Bud?"
Bud's voice came back quickly. "We have a visual of Murphy, Ma'am. He should be entering your space soon."
The earpiece then went silent, and Mac willed herself to get ready. This was it. This was what it had all come down to. All they had to do was keep quiet and wait for Murphy to do himself in. She had gotten quite tired of the case, though nabbing the guy who hurt Harm was a great feeling. Before Mac could think further on the subject, however, Murphy entered in. He quickly moved to a table. As if out of nowhere, two men joined him.
Mac talked quietly in her earpiece. "He's in." She then watched quietly as Murphy and the two men began to talk.
Van Outside of "Golden Lion"
Bud looked to Webb. "Everything's set."
Webb nodded and looked to his other technicians who were busy making sure the images would be caught effectively. The door of the van suddenly opened and Sturgis stepped in. Webb and Sturgis looked at each other with a nervous but content glare. Everything, so far, had gone to plan. Now all they had to do was wait.
Inside "Golden Lion"
Mac smiled to herself. Murphy had already promised the information and received the money. Looking carefully around, Murphy shifted the disk he had been holding the entire meeting over to the two unidentified men. Mac spoke again into the earpiece. "See it?"
Outside:
Bud replied, "Yup, we see it, Ma'am." He then looked to Webb.
Webb nodded. "Move in."
Inside:
Suddenly a voice entered Mac's ear. "They're moving in. Be ready." Mac nodded, and waited patiently for the events to conspire in front of her. Before she could think another second, the doors flew open. The men dressed in black and heavily armed rushed in, and moved quickly to Murphy's table. Mac bent to pick up her own pistol when the room suddenly exploded in gun fire.
Mac jumped out of her booth and positioned herself behind the far wall. She looked over the scene to see what had started the problems. Not only were there task force men around, but also men who had hid themselves throughout the business of the restaurant protecting the two unidentified men. She heard shooting and then silence. Mac turned to look around the corner to see everyone holding their guns at each other, finding no way out of the situation unless everyone died.
She suddenly felt a sense of déjà vu. If Paraguay wasn't enough, she could certainly survive another dose of this. She then heard someone new come in. Mac looked around the corner again. Webb.
"I have you outnumbered. So no one gets hurt, let's just put all the guns down. All I want is Murphy."
Mac started breathing heavily as she looked away, feeling the intensity of the situation rise quite a bit. Suddenly a shot rang out from an unknown source, and then all she heard was gun fire. She breathed in, and then flipped around the corner with her pistol aimed. Without thinking, she fired once, killing the first and injuring the next before she turned herself around.
Looking around the corner once more, she gazed at the ground to see an injured Clayton Webb. She wailed around the corner again and got off a few more shots. Luckily the restaurant had been relatively vacant except for a few kitchen staff and only a few customers. However, Mac could hear their gasps and could feel their worry as she hid herself behind the wall and looked to the other side of her. Through all the excitement, she had almost forgotten about the bystanders who were hiding in the same section she was.
Mac pressed her finger to her lips to indicate quiet. She then whispered. "Just stay down." The two waitresses and the one customer nodded. Most likely the kitchen staff were in the kitchen, safe. More members of the task force broke through the windows and suddenly all the commotion was gone. They had clearly all escaped through a back door, possibly through the kitchen area with the task force in full chase. However, Mac was not satisfied.
Looking to the three bystanders to insure their safety, she bolted around the corner and looked anxiously around. No Murphy. Her need to capture him herself invaded her. She completely forgot about Webb as she raced out the front door. Stopping out front of the restaurant, Mac glanced both ways quickly. It was then that she saw a lone figure running south. Through all of his efforts, Murphy had no friends to help him or cover him. He was alone.
Smiling to herself, Mac raced down the street towards him. Her Marine training kicked in as she felt her pace quicken and her breathing even out. All those morning runs had certainly come in handy throughout her years at JAG, despite only being a lawyer. One would be surprised at the amount of times her physical abilities would be her best asset.
Before she knew it, she had nearly caught up to him. A thought raced through her mind. Never has a squid out raced a jarhead. At least not now where she was concerned as Mac intensified her pace and was on him. She jumped out and landed on him, knocking him down as she fell. Murphy quickly came to his feet, only then realizing who had been following him for the last 200 yards.
Murphy barely comprehended the image before him as he was kicked to the ground. He tried to stand up, but was again knocked to the ground. Mac could feel her adrenaline racing as she bent down to him and started to punch him harshly in the face. She nailed his head into the ground and was about to do so again when she stopped. Shoving him down, she looked at him. "I take it personally when someone hurts one of my friends. I should kill you right now for all the pain you've caused."
Mac then stood up completely and continued to glare at Murphy. "You're not worth it. I would've killed you had you done the same to Harm." She started to walk away as she sensed some of the task force members running to her aid. However, they would find out soon enough no aid was needed. Mac then looked back to Murphy. "By the way, never lie to a Marine." The task force was there in seconds and picked him up off the ground.
Sturgis was looking on from a distance. He had run to Mac's aid, as well, but he knew better. From day one Mac had taken this case personally. From day one she was determined to catch the person who had been at the center of the crimes. As he looked on, Sturgis saw contentment in Mac's face through all of the anger. It was done.
