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 10: In The End .
3 Days Later: December 15th, 2003
JAG Headquarters
Falls Church, VA
1000 EST
The Admiral's office had been full of activity. The Murphy case was now officially done with and the reports were handed in. He only had to be presented in court and sentenced. Mac looked to Sturgis and Bud, both of whom had stuck with her and dealt with her changing moods. It had certainly been an interesting few weeks. They had done everything they had set out to do. Murphy was caught and justice had been served. However, Harm was still in a coma. Despite all their work, Mac felt like she had failed.
Chegwidden scanned their reports. "You three did very well."
Sturgis nodded. "Yes, sir. Murphy was charged, and he plead guilty."
"And he will have a lot to answer for to the CIA," came Webb's voice as he walked in. "Admiral, Commander, Lieutenant, Colonel. The CIA has taken over the case. It's no longer yours." He was wearing a cast around his arm from the injuries he sustained in the restaurant.
Bud showed his confusion. "What do you mean, sir? He still has Naval charges to face in court."
Webb shook his head. "As far as everyone is concerned in this room, Murphy never existed."
Chegwidden stood up to look at Webb. "Webb, we are charging Murphy. Justice has to be done."
"I agree. But it won't be under your watch. Not for this man," Webb replied. He then took a piece of paper out of his coat jacket and handed it to the Admiral.
The Admiral growled, "What's this?" and took it angrily. He opened it up and looked inside.
Webb only smiled. "Orders from the Secretary of the Navy. This case is done." With that, Webb looked briefly to everyone else in the room. "Thank you for your efforts." He then left.
Admiral Chegwidden looked to the three officers. "You three go home. Get some rest." The three stood, saluted, and left quickly.
JAG Headquarters - Outside Elevators
Mac ran through the bullpen to see Webb. She knew she had been ignoring him, and also knew he deserved an apology.
Webb looked over his shoulder to see Mac approaching him. He turned to look at her as she stopped in front of him. "Thanks for helping us, Clay."
He nodded. "No problem."
Mac sighed noticeably. "I'm not going to be able to join you for dinner tonight, as we had planned a while back. I have to go ."
Before she could finish, however, Webb jumped in. " . to see Rabb, I know. As I said in the Admiral's office, it's done."
Mac looked at him, seeing a hurt in his eyes. She was sorry it had turned out this way. However, all of the events had reminded her of the love she had for Harm. Granted, she can't let herself get walked on as Harm has done in the past, but she also knew she needed to give him a chance to redeem himself. Despite all of the problems they had had, there had been a lot of good moments. Wonderful moments that she wouldn't forget. Or rather, couldn't.
She shook her head sadly. "I'm sorry, Webb."
Webb nodded as the elevator door opened. He walked in and disappeared quickly. It was indeed over.
As quickly as it had all came, it also ended just as quickly. JAG went on as usual, and Lieutenant Colonel Sarah Mackenzie felt her life had changed. It certainly was not as profound as Paraguay, but certainly noticeable enough. Every night she found herself at Harm's bedside. Every night she said a pray for him, never losing faith. A week went by, then two, and suddenly Christmas was over. Most depressing, however, was that Harm showed no change.
It was now New Year's Eve, and again Mac found herself with Harm. What was just as depressing was that her dreams of Harm had vanished. Since the case had been solved, she had dreamless sleep. All she wanted was to talk to him again, to know that he was going to be all right. The case had quieted many of her nerves, but she still couldn't get past the fact that she may have lost her chance with him.
As Mac pondered these things in her heart, she suddenly realized she had fallen asleep. She barely recollected the distant sounds of Dick Clark, and the nursing staff singing in the New Year. All she thought of was the distant dreams that were evading her inner thoughts. In fact, all of the extra activity reigning throughout her dreamless sleep almost drowned out a touch on her hand.
Mac's eyes suddenly opened, realizing that she was laying her head next to Harm's arm. What was most surprising was the innate sense that told her something extraordinary had just happened. Lifting her head off of the bed, Mac turned her eyes quickly to Harm. What matched her was a pair of eyes staring back. The dark blue eyes that she could swim through if she let herself do so. Harm reached out his hand to her, and she grabbed a tight hold of it.
Smiling, Mac bent closer to him. "Hey there, Flyboy."
A smile was returned. "Hey."
Mac reached up quietly and kissed him on the forehead. She looked back at him with a sense of calm. "You gave us quite a scare."
Harm then took a look outside, realizing just how long he had been away. Mac turned his face to her and kissed him again, this time lightly on the lips. She knew she needed to go get the nurses, but this moment was one she wanted to cherish. Whatever happened next didn't matter. All that mattered was that everything was right with the universe, even for just this moment. If it wasn't the familiar New Year's Eve tune, or the soft moment her and Harm shared, it would be the relief of knowing that finally everything was the way it should be. A new year had begun.
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 10: In The End .
3 Days Later: December 15th, 2003
JAG Headquarters
Falls Church, VA
1000 EST
The Admiral's office had been full of activity. The Murphy case was now officially done with and the reports were handed in. He only had to be presented in court and sentenced. Mac looked to Sturgis and Bud, both of whom had stuck with her and dealt with her changing moods. It had certainly been an interesting few weeks. They had done everything they had set out to do. Murphy was caught and justice had been served. However, Harm was still in a coma. Despite all their work, Mac felt like she had failed.
Chegwidden scanned their reports. "You three did very well."
Sturgis nodded. "Yes, sir. Murphy was charged, and he plead guilty."
"And he will have a lot to answer for to the CIA," came Webb's voice as he walked in. "Admiral, Commander, Lieutenant, Colonel. The CIA has taken over the case. It's no longer yours." He was wearing a cast around his arm from the injuries he sustained in the restaurant.
Bud showed his confusion. "What do you mean, sir? He still has Naval charges to face in court."
Webb shook his head. "As far as everyone is concerned in this room, Murphy never existed."
Chegwidden stood up to look at Webb. "Webb, we are charging Murphy. Justice has to be done."
"I agree. But it won't be under your watch. Not for this man," Webb replied. He then took a piece of paper out of his coat jacket and handed it to the Admiral.
The Admiral growled, "What's this?" and took it angrily. He opened it up and looked inside.
Webb only smiled. "Orders from the Secretary of the Navy. This case is done." With that, Webb looked briefly to everyone else in the room. "Thank you for your efforts." He then left.
Admiral Chegwidden looked to the three officers. "You three go home. Get some rest." The three stood, saluted, and left quickly.
JAG Headquarters - Outside Elevators
Mac ran through the bullpen to see Webb. She knew she had been ignoring him, and also knew he deserved an apology.
Webb looked over his shoulder to see Mac approaching him. He turned to look at her as she stopped in front of him. "Thanks for helping us, Clay."
He nodded. "No problem."
Mac sighed noticeably. "I'm not going to be able to join you for dinner tonight, as we had planned a while back. I have to go ."
Before she could finish, however, Webb jumped in. " . to see Rabb, I know. As I said in the Admiral's office, it's done."
Mac looked at him, seeing a hurt in his eyes. She was sorry it had turned out this way. However, all of the events had reminded her of the love she had for Harm. Granted, she can't let herself get walked on as Harm has done in the past, but she also knew she needed to give him a chance to redeem himself. Despite all of the problems they had had, there had been a lot of good moments. Wonderful moments that she wouldn't forget. Or rather, couldn't.
She shook her head sadly. "I'm sorry, Webb."
Webb nodded as the elevator door opened. He walked in and disappeared quickly. It was indeed over.
As quickly as it had all came, it also ended just as quickly. JAG went on as usual, and Lieutenant Colonel Sarah Mackenzie felt her life had changed. It certainly was not as profound as Paraguay, but certainly noticeable enough. Every night she found herself at Harm's bedside. Every night she said a pray for him, never losing faith. A week went by, then two, and suddenly Christmas was over. Most depressing, however, was that Harm showed no change.
It was now New Year's Eve, and again Mac found herself with Harm. What was just as depressing was that her dreams of Harm had vanished. Since the case had been solved, she had dreamless sleep. All she wanted was to talk to him again, to know that he was going to be all right. The case had quieted many of her nerves, but she still couldn't get past the fact that she may have lost her chance with him.
As Mac pondered these things in her heart, she suddenly realized she had fallen asleep. She barely recollected the distant sounds of Dick Clark, and the nursing staff singing in the New Year. All she thought of was the distant dreams that were evading her inner thoughts. In fact, all of the extra activity reigning throughout her dreamless sleep almost drowned out a touch on her hand.
Mac's eyes suddenly opened, realizing that she was laying her head next to Harm's arm. What was most surprising was the innate sense that told her something extraordinary had just happened. Lifting her head off of the bed, Mac turned her eyes quickly to Harm. What matched her was a pair of eyes staring back. The dark blue eyes that she could swim through if she let herself do so. Harm reached out his hand to her, and she grabbed a tight hold of it.
Smiling, Mac bent closer to him. "Hey there, Flyboy."
A smile was returned. "Hey."
Mac reached up quietly and kissed him on the forehead. She looked back at him with a sense of calm. "You gave us quite a scare."
Harm then took a look outside, realizing just how long he had been away. Mac turned his face to her and kissed him again, this time lightly on the lips. She knew she needed to go get the nurses, but this moment was one she wanted to cherish. Whatever happened next didn't matter. All that mattered was that everything was right with the universe, even for just this moment. If it wasn't the familiar New Year's Eve tune, or the soft moment her and Harm shared, it would be the relief of knowing that finally everything was the way it should be. A new year had begun.
