I disclaim.

This story is a shipper story, with the help of a little friend.

Private Jet
11:00 a.m.

Webb, Agent Davis, and the JAG team were seated in the private jet. Mac had changed into a pair of jeans and a t-shirt for the time being. "So Webb, exactly why did you want all of us to go on this little operation," the Admiral asked clearly not happy? "Admiral, first of all, if we had just asked the Colonel to come, Raab certainly wouldn't have stayed behind. Plus we needed some naval officers to kind of buddy up to the officers and see which one of them did it. None of the women know who raped them, they were all drugged first," Webb said. Mac was sitting beside Harm, her arms crossed over her chest, a scowl on her face. "Webb, I am seriously not happy here. How is it that you know everything about me and my past? And how the hell do you know what size underwear I wear," Mac asked her face still not happy? Webb looked almost embarassed, while the JAG men looked at him trying to read his face.

"Colonel Mackenzie, Mac, we have information on everyone in the military. You just happen to have a lot more in your past that help us on cases like these, plus you look the part," Jack said. "Jack, do you know how many of these crazy schemes Webb has gotten us into? When we went to Russia, the Admiral broke his nose. If anything bad happens to Mac, I guarantee you, I'll do a lot worse to you," Harm said his face serious. Sturgis and AJ looked a little surprised that Harm expressed a feeling of protection for Mac. Mac sat a little shocked as she looked over at Harm. "Harm I can take care of myself, I'm a big girl. But after I get the first punch, then he's all yours," Mac said with a small smile. Agent Davis looked a little surprised and looked over at Webb. Webb just shook his head, as if to say just let it go. "You know Mr. Raab, if I didn't know better I'd say that you and Ms. Mackenzie have some unresolved issues," Jack said a smirk on his face. "Mr. Davis, our unresolved issues have nothing to do with you, so I suggest that if you want me to continue with this assignment, you not speak for the rest of this trip," Mac said irritably. Jack just shut his mouth and began to look through some files.

Lakeside Apartments
2:00 p.m.

The van carrying the JAG team and the two agents pulled in front of an old run down apartment building, about ten minutes from the club. "Welcome to your new home Mac," Webb said. "Remember as soon as we enter this building Lt. Colonel Sarah Mackenzie no longer exists. We all need to remember to call her Isabella or some shorter form of that," Agent Davis said carefully. They walked into the building and looked around the dimly lit and poor conditions. "Here we are, number208. We have the apartment right next door, plus the apartment is bugged and has hidden cameras to ensure your safety," Webb said. "Well for your sake, you'd better hope their aren't any in my bed room because it's bad enough your all going to see me practically naked, I don't need you invading my bed room as well," Mac said her voice angered. As they stepped into Mac's "new home", Mac set her luggage down with a light thud. "Home sweet home," she said irritably. After shutting the door and locking it, Agent Davis spoke. "Belle, the manager of the club is fully aware of what's going on and we've arranged that you won't have to strip, as long as you have something else that you can do," Jack said. "Damn! Guess we won't get to find out where that tattoo of yours is Belle," Harm said in a teasing tone. Mac shot him an evil look, but smiled slightly. "Well, if you want to know it's on her"... Agent Davis started before Mac quickly put her hand over his mouth. "Not another damn word, Jack. If you want to keep junior Jack in working order, I suggest that you not say things like that, got it," Mac said sweetly. The other men looked surprised by Mac's forcefullness, but immediately began laughing at Jack's face. "Oh and Jack, to answer your question, I can sing," Mac said before picking up her luggage and moving it into her new bed room.