Title: Times Destiny

Author: Anaika Skywalker

Author's Email: lindsay30@austarnet.com.au

Rating: PG 13

Disclaimer: I don't own JAG; I just like to spread my wings occasionally.

Author's Note: Thank you to everyone who reviewed and sorry about having chapter one posted twice, have fixed that as you can tell. What is really scary is how you guys are reading my mind, yes bard, I mean you. Great minds think a like huh? And I also fixed the blunder about the call signs, thanks to redrider917 for picking that up. Now down to the thank yous: who cares (one love the pen name. Two, thanks for loving it.) Winjan (thank you and I know you love surprises, so I couldn't help myself.) Navybaby38 (to be truthful until I got the reviews, I hadn't even started chapter two, so sorry about the wait.) redrider917 (thank you again), Bekki (Since you're a Harm/Mac shipper, I knew you'd like it. Happy reading) bard (great minds) starryeyes10 (thank you)

Times Destiny

Chapter Two: Revelations

USS Patrick Henry

North Atlantic Ocean

14th July 2004

Mac and Harm returned to their seats, both of them had regained control of their stomach's and emotions. What really scared Mac, was looking at these two made her wonder if their closeness was because they were more then friends or because they were so much a like. Harmony had beautiful blue eyes, so like Harm's and David, his were blue too, well blue/gray. Still they held so much, kind of like Harm's too. Just looking into his eyes and she could see what he was feeling. She shivered, it was disturbing, and she wondered if Harm saw it?

He'd seen her shiver. "Are you all right Mac?"

"Yes," she gave him a warm smile. "We should continue."

He nodded and addressed the two before them. "In your radio communications you said you were on route from Norfolk NAS to the USS Liberty Island?"

Harmony nodded. "We'd been on emergency leave and was due back this evening, we hit a weather swell and then an unusual mist. We tried going over it, but in the end we had to go through. After a rough ride, we came out and ended up here."

"We were hit petty bad by turbulence and electrical interference while in the mist," David reported.

"You're lucky your electrical systems weren't fried." Harm noted and saw the young man grin. "Did I say something funny Lieutenant?"

His grin disappeared as quickly as it formed on his lips. "Sorry sir, I keep forgetting you're eighteen years behind us."

Harmony groaned. "What my big mouthed RIO is trying to say is, our F-32 Nighthawk has a strike resistant skin, it absorbs strikes and renders them harmless."

"Thank you Lieutenant."

"No problem sir," she grinned her flyboy grin at him.

Mac couldn't help but roll her eyes, groaning inward. God she was his daughter all over, she thought. Then recalled what Harmony had said. "You said you were on emergency leave?"

"Yes Ma'am," the younger woman swallowed hard. She'd wanted to avoid this topic.

David reached out and took her hand. "It's okay Harm," he said gently, forgetting for a moment they were in the presents of command officers and not her parents, who would have dismissed his behavior. He took over from her. "Hammer and I had spent two weeks as POW's, we'd been rescued by SeALs and taken back to the Liberty Island, the Skipper gave us emergency leave after we were released from sickbay."

Harm felt sick, his daughter had been a POW. Who knows what they'd done to her and when did he suddenly start thinking of her as his daughter? He asked himself. Probably the same time as he saw that picture. "Are you both all right?"

"Physically sir, we're healing," David answered him. "But putting that behind us is going to take some time."

Harmony got to her feet quickly. "I really need to get out of here, sir. Please?"

Nodding Harm agreed. "Lets take a walk Lieutenant, Mac will you be right to continue with Lieutenant Hawks?"

"I'll be fine, look after Lieutenant Rabb," she insisted and the two of them left. She looked back at David, seeing the expression on his face, the way his ran his fingers through his dark brown hair. She'd seen that look dozen's of times, it was a mixture of Elisabeth Hawks and Harm Rabb when both were worried. "Lieutenant, you said you didn't know your father?"

"That's correct Ma'am, my mum said he was a good friend but in love with someone else and what had happened between them was a mistake and she'd never told him," he revealed. "I have my suspicions but I've never followed them up."

"Why not Lieutenant?"

"Ma'am, excuse me for being blunt, but I think you know why not. Just as the Sarah Rabb knows in our timeline."

She nodded gravely. "I believe I do."

Harm and Harmony had left the Cag's office and walked through the ship to the fantail, standing at the rail. She saw her alternate father smile. "What is it sir?"

"David calls you Harm."

She grinned. "He does, it's silly I know, but he's done it since we were kids."

"So how did you get Hammer?"

"When I went to the Academy it was well known I was your daughter, and I was tagged with your call sign. It just stuck over the years and when I went to flight school, everyone knew that's who I was. It got that way, the guys you flew with called you Hammer Sr."

"The guys I flew with?" He questioned, slightly amused.

She blushed. "I mean the guys my dad flew with and still flies with. Even at fifty-nine, my dad flies rings around us youngsters as he calls us."

Harm chuckled. "At least I know I'll be flying until then," he said with a grin.

She laughed. "I can not imagine my dad not being able to fly. He loves it."

"Tell me about him?"

She hesitated, and then nodded. "Okay," turning she sat leaning against the railing, waiting until he'd sat down next to her. "I'm guessing you and my dad have lived fairly the same timeline up until after your ramp strike?"

"I expect so."

"Well, after dad got over the initial shock of not being able to fly, he went to law school, and then NJS, where he met my mum. They fell in love at first sight, but it took a few weeks for dad to get the courage up to ask her out, but after he did they were inseparable. After NJS they continued their relationship long distance, Dad was in Washington and Mum was in Bosnia for a tour, then San Diego. They had a whole relationship over the phone and Internet, until she finally got transferred and assigned to the same JAG office. Once there they kept their relationship quiet. Mum said they had to lean about each other before they made a commitment to each other. Then she fell pregnant with me and the first person they told was the Admiral," she explained. "Only Uncle AJ already knew, he'd figured it out and said he'd see what he could do."

"Did he?"

Harmony nodded, seeing he was enthralled by her story. "Before I was conceived, mum and dad were on a case and dad had chemicals thrown in his face. Which lead him to seeing an eye specialist, the doctor found out dad didn't have night blindness but blurred vision and laser surgery corrected it. Only mum and the Admiral knew that. After mum became pregnant, she and dad got married, Uncle AJ tried everything to keep dad at JAG, but it didn't work out. So dad became the Carrier JAG aboard the Patrick Henry funny enough, though he seemed to fly more, so much that they sent him help," she laughed, as did Harm. "He arrived home in time to see me born, then served another tour as Carrier JAG, then one as Squadron Leader of the Raptors. After that tour, he returned to Washington as Fleet JAG, TAD to JAG Headquarters in Falls Church Virginia. A year later mum was assigned to the Judiciary; I had a baby brother by that stage – Harmon Mathew Rabb. Mattie is twenty-three and serves aboard the Ronald Regan, his call sign is Zapper."

"So what does you dad do now, when he's not flying?"

"He's the Judge Advocate General, he took over after Uncle AJ…" she stopped, hugging herself. "After Uncle AJ was killed in a car accident."

"I'm sorry, Harmony."

She nodded. "It's okay," she smiled sadly. "Is he alive in this timeline"
Harm nodded. "Very much so, I'm sure he'd love to meet you."

"I'd like to met him too."

The realization of the past few hours were catching up on her and Harm could see her eyes filling with tears, he drew her into his arms. Something that felt very right, comforting her as she cried. "It's going to be all right, Harmony, I promise."

Two hours later

Mac's stateroom aboard the Patrick Henry

Mac looked up as her partner came into the stateroom, he held a report in his hand. He shut the door. "Is that the medical report?"

Harm nodded. "Once the doctor was told they'd been POW's, he said it explained the scar tissue the showed up on the x-rays from healed broken bones," he informed, added. "Which also explains Harmony's reluctance to have the physical."

"What about them being related?" She asked as he sat down, frowning as she read the report. It made her sick to think what they'd been through.

"You were right, same father, different mothers."

"So flyboy, what were you and Lieutenant Hawks doing together in '96'?" She teased, using laughter to cover the sick feeling in the pit of her stomach.

"Ha ha, Mac, very funny."

She stood, patting his shoulder as she walked past him. "It certainly answers the question though about whether or not Harmony is the daughter of Harmon Rabb."

He nodded. "It does indeed. Do you believe them?"

Rubbing her aching neck she sighed. "Yes."

Seeing her doing this he got to his feet. "Sit down Mac," he insisted and went she'd done so; he began massaging her neck and shoulders, feeling her relax under his hands. "You're all stressed out."

"I'm betting you are too," she noted almost moaning, her eyes closed.

"A little," his voice came out huskily, he loved touching her. Being this close to her, being able to smell her perfume. God how he envied Harmony's father, the man was damn lucky to be married to his Sarah.

"Harm?"

"Mmm?"

"I asked what you think our next move should be?" She said with a smile. At least she wasn't the only one affected by all of this. His touch was intoxicating.

"Find a way to send them home I suppose."

"And if we can't?"

He hadn't thought about that. "I don't know, Sarah."

Her eyes snapped open and a moan escaped her lips, he'd called her Sarah. He hadn't done that in a long time. She pulled away quickly and stood up just as quick, her chair slid sideways and she tripped a little ending up in his arms. For a moment they just stood there, staring at each other. Hearts pounding.

Slowly Harm ran his finger over her lips, and then replaced it with his own lips. What started out as a gentle kiss, quickly became much more passionate. Her fingers moved through his soft hair as his tongue played a tantalizing game with hers. She found herself up against the bulkhead, his hard aroused body pressing against hers. When they parted they were both breathing hard, she saw the love in his eyes, the longing.

"We shouldn't be doing this," she said softly.

"I know, but Sarah, I feel like I'm going to explode if I can't touch you," he expressed. "I want you so much I hurt inside."

"I want you too Harm," she admitted and went for broke. "I love you."

He felt like his heart was going to bust he was so happy. They'd waited for so long, his hang-ups and inability not to let go had nearly ruined it. "I love you too Sarah."

"Then make love to me," she pleased. "To hell with the regulations, I want you and I want you now."

"Yes Ma'am," he smirked and kissed her again. Neither thinking any more about the two future officers or what their future held for them. He just did what he'd been ordered to do – he made love to her.

"Harm," she whispered his name a little later.

"Mmm," he held her contently in his arms, half asleep.

"I'm sorry for everything I said after Paraguay, I never meant to hurt you."

"Sarah," he was fully awake. "You'd been through so much and I didn't help. I said some things I should have too, but we can move on from it."

"Can we?"

"We already have," he announced seeing the relief in her brown eyes. "And as soon as we get back I'm going to march into the Admiral's office and tell him I've gotten my head out of my six and found the woman I love. The woman I want to marry and have children with."

"At least we know what to name them," she mused.

Harm laughed. "I never thought about that."

Mac made lazy circles on his chest with her finger. "What about Maddie?"

"Maddie will lean to love you as I do," he told her. "Besides she already thinks you're a kick ass Marine."

"Really?" She straddled him. "A kick ass Marine huh?"

"Oh yeah," he ran his hands up her thigh, to her waist. "A sexy kick ass Marine."

"Flattery Mr. Rabb will get you far," she purred.

"As long as I get far with you," he moaned as she moved against him.

"Only with you," she assured.

In another stateroom, guarded by an armed Marine, were the two aviators from the future. Moved from the Cag's office to the stateroom, it was like being taken from one cell to another.

"Hammer, stop pacing."

Harmony stopped, crossing her arms against her chest. "What more proof do they need Skates, they have a fighter sitting in their hanger that's eighteen years a head of anything they've got and they still don't believe us."

"Harm," David got up and took her in his arms, feeling her return the action. "This isn't helping."

She rested her head against his chest. "What if we never get home, Davy?"

"Then AJ Chegwidden Junior is going to be heartbroken."

She looked up into his eyes. "That's not what I meant and you know it."

"Harm," he titled her chin a little. God he shouldn't feel the way he did about her. It wasn't right. "Whatever happens we'll be together."

"Will we?"

"Yes," he caressed her check as he kissed her forehead. "I know you're hurting Harm, I was there with you. I saw what they did. We can get through it though."

"And what if I can't?"

"Harmony you're a Rabb, daughter of a Marine General and a Navy Admiral, you were destined to be a Naval Aviator from the moment you were conceived. It's in your blood," he whispered lovingly.

She laughed, but admitted. "I don't know what I would of done if you'd hadn't been there."

"You would have survived," he assured.

Slowly Harmony rose a little on her toes, not that she needed to, they were pretty much the same height. She felt his hand slip around to the back of her neck as the other tightened at her waist. She licked her lips before kissing him.

Before he realized what he was doing, he was kissing her back without hesitation or thought, all the primal need that was built up inside him rushed to the surface as he pined her to the bulkhead, his mouth never leaving hers. It wasn't until he heard her moan and felt the zipper on his flight suite being pulled down that he came to his sensors, pulling away, both of them breathing hard. "Harmony we can't," he told her.

"Why not? Damn it David, the chances of getting back are next to nothing. We're alone eighteen years in the past, in a timeline where we don't exist," she said angrily and frustrated. "Why can't we?"

"Because I'm your brother, we have the same father!" He snapped out.

Her face paled and her stomach churned. "Oh God," covering her mouth with her hand she ran for the Head.

Running his fingers through his hair, David sat on the bunk, holding his head in his hands. God what had he done.

She came out a few minutes later, the color returning to her checks. "How long have you known?"

"I've suspected it for years, but while we were home I went through my mum's things and reread some of her journals. She never wrote my fathers name but she didn't need to, I knew who she was talking about," he said solemnly.

"Years?" She felt her stomach was going to rebel again but she wouldn't let it. She was stronger then that. "We grew up together David, you're my best friend. I love you."

"That's why I couldn't tell you."

Harmony couldn't believe this, she turned and wrenching open the hatch and stepped out slamming it shut startling the Marine. "Corporal I need to see Admiral… Commander Rabb. Now!"

He shook off her abrupt arrival, noting the mistake in ranks. "Ma'am the Captain has ordered you to remain in your stateroom."

Determination flared in her eyes. "I don't give a hoot what the Captain said Corporal. I'm giving you a direct order, is that clear?"

"Yes Ma'am," he snapped too. "Second on your right Ma'am."

"Thank you Corporal," she turned on her heal and headed in the direction he indicated. She heard their voices, so she knew they were inside. Her anger though boiled inside her. Her father had slept with another woman; he'd betrayed her mother. Yanking open the hatch she stepped in, startling the two of them as the hatch slammed shut behind her. Both looked guilty, Mac near the desk and Harm near the bunk, their uniforms rumpled, liked they'd been removed in a hurry and then straightened as they were put back on.

Harmony's focus was on the man who looked like her father, a father she couldn't take this out on. "You son of a bitch!"

Harm second-guessed her, counteracting her move, pinning her against the bulkhead in a defensive hold. "Stand down Lieutenant," he ordered, realizing the source of her anger. "I'm not your father!"

She stopped struggling, her anger evaporating as tears welled in her eyes. "Why did he do it? Why?"

"Harmony," he went down onto the deck with her as her legs gave out, holding her, comforting her like a father would a daughter. "You don't know what happened and you won't know until you talk to your dad."

"I just don't understand," she sobbed.

"I know sweetheart, I do. I felt the same way when I found out about Sergei and I did the same thing you did. I lashed out, but it didn't help, not in the end. What did was leaning the truth," he said calmly, stroking her hair.

Mac knelt down next to them. "We'll get you home Harmony and then you can ask her dad why? It's possible he has an explanation."

"But he met Aunt Beth when he became the Carrier JAG on the Patrick Henry, she was his RIO when he flew. That was after David was born," she revealed.

Mac put her hand on the younger woman's arm. "You're just going to have to tell him you know David is his son and see what happens from there."

She nodded and they heard a knock, the three of them getting up off the deck. "Enter!" Harm called out.

The hatch came open and David walked in, he closed it and uncomfortable silence filed the room. Finally he spoke. "I'm sorry Harmony."

She went from the protective hold of her alternate father's to his. "So am I, David. I'm so sorry," she said, welcoming his embrace.

Mac moved closer to Harm, who smiled.

Harmony stepped back. "So what do we do now?"

David grinned. "Well we find a way back before that Navy SeAL you've been dating finds a way here and kicks my six for making you cry," he smirked.

"Navy SeAL?" Harm inquired, crossing his arms against his chest in a protective manor.

Harmony chuckled and turned. "Don't worry, dad likes him."

"Oh?"

"Lieutenant AJ Chegwidden Junior," she revealed, grinning.

"The Admiral had a son?" Mac asked her.

She nodded. "And a daughter, Francesca. AJ is his son from his second marriage."

"And you're dating him?" Harm questioned rhetorically.

Harmony rolled her eyes, chuckling.

"How many times has the Admiral been married?" Mac wanted to know."

"Twice, Meredith was his second wife," she answered. "She ran off with some professor from Italy. AJ stayed with his dad, even after the divorce. He went to the Academy a year before David and I and became a SeAL like his dad."

Harm shook his head. "Our times lines are very different."

"Not really," Harmony remarked, leaning against David. "You and Mac have managed to get together."

Both looked at her surprised. "How did you come to that conclusion?" Harm inquired, trying not to look guilty.

"Your uniforms are wrinkled, the bunk had been made in a hurry and you both looked extremely uncomfortable when I first walked in," she hypothesized.

David grinned. "You can't argue with logic, Commander. Not when it comes to Hammer's, she's the best."

Mac chuckled. "Just what do you hold degree's in, Lieutenant?"

"Cold fusion engineering, law, aeronautical engineering and computer weaponry," Harmony answered her. "Skates is the one who holds the degree in Temporal Dynamics."

"Lieutenants, I think it's time to take a look at this fighter of yours." Harm announced.

"Good idea," Mac agreed. "I'm interested in seeing the type of fighter two Aviators fly that hold seven degrees between them."

"Yes sir," both chorused and the Colonel and Commander laughed.

After getting permission from the Captain, they entered the hanger that guarded the F-32 Nighthawk. Mac could see Harm was like a kid in a candy store. He was just inching to get a look.

Harmony and David just chuckled and went over to their fighter, the Commander and Colonel following.

Harm ran his hand over the nose cone; the texture wasn't anything he'd felt before. The Nighthawk was similar in design to the Tomcat, down to a wing sweep for better carrier performance.

Harmony climbed up the external ladder and manually opened the canopy, leaning in. "Computer, unlock code Hotel, Alpha, Romeo, Mike," she said quietly.

"Unlock code accepted."

She climbed into the cockpit and sat down as her father came up behind her, taking a look. "What do you think, Commander?"

He was impressed. "Looks like a Tomcat, but has the guts of a Super Hornet."

"Not quiet," she mused. "But it's close. Climb in the back."

He did and David climbed up the RIO's ladder, urging Mac up beside him, she hesitated, and then followed, taking a look. Seeing the look on her partners face.

"You've sold the Commander," she jeered.

"Mac, it's amazing," Harm said enthusiastically.

"It should be Commander," David declared. "Admiral Rabb designed and flight tested the Nighthawk."

"You're kidding?"

"No sir, with a daughter who holds a degree in two different forms of engineering it wasn't that hard, she went over his designs and showed him the pros and cons, and he made changers on her recommendations."

"The pattern is dad's though," Harmony stated.

They head the call for 'General Quarters', wondering what was going on.

"Computer, full sensor scan," she ordered.

"Sensors have located six MiG 55 Delta fighters inbound, angles 30, approaching at Mach 1," the computer reported.

"This isn't good," David announced. "They must have followed us through the time rip."

An Ensign ran into the hanger. "Commander Rabb, Colonel Mackenzie, the Skipper wants you and the Lieutenants on the bridge ASAP."

"Lets go," Harm ordered, climbing out. Following David and Mac down.

Harmony locked down the computer and climbed down as well, the canopy closing automatically. Going with them to the bridge.

Captain Tibias Ingles was with the Cag and Lt. Commander Medwick. "We have situation."

"There are six inbound MiG 55 Delta fighters," Harmony informed.

He nodded. "And how did you know that?"

"The Nighthawk has it's own sensors, sir," she answered, and then added. "With all due respect sir to your pilots, you have no idea what they'll be going up against with the Delta fighter."

"Is that so Lieutenant, and you just expect me to send you and your RIO here to take care of the them?"

"That would be the wises course of action sir,"

Ingles smiled turn to amusement. "Lieutenant how do I know this isn't some trick?"

"You don't sir, but if your concerned, then I suggest you have Commander Rabb fly back seat. You trust him, don't you?"

Crossing his arms against his chest he looked to Rabb. "Commander?"

"I'm game sir,"

"Of course you are Rabb, very well. But I'm launching the Raptors to assist."

She nodded. Glancing at Harm. "It's a good thing you and David are about the same size Commander."

"Why is that Lieutenant Rabb?"

"Because you're going to have to wear his flight suite and gear," she then nodded to the Captain. "Skipper."

"Carry on Lieutenant."

Leaving the bridge, they hurried to the ready room, where Harm and David changed, the Commander wearing the Lieutenant's flight suite and the Lieutenant wearing the Commander's uniform. Their flight gear was returned to them, David briefed Harm as he got him into it.

Mac noticed Harmony's helmet had Hammer written on it. "How are you going to do this, two Hammers in the one cockpit?"

"When I fly with dad, I call him Pappy," she glanced at Harm. "But that's up to you sir?"

Lt. Commander Medwick, known as Tuna, playfully swatted Harm on the shoulder. "I can handle flying with Pappy again."

"Thanks Tuna,"

"No problem lets go."

The joined the other pilots, Mac and David stood at the back out of the way.

The Cag addressed his pilots. "We're facing an unknown foe, for that reason you'll be taking your led from Lieutenant Rabb call sign Hammer. If any of you have a problem with that, speak now?" No one did. "Lieutenant."

She stepped beside him. "The MiG 55 is fast but not as maneuverable as your Tomcats, they also have a weak spot. Right between it's twin tails, but your going to have to hit it at close range, then get out of the way because when they go up they make a mess," she briefed. "My job will be to take out as many as I can, so you won't have to. So good hunting."

"All right people, lets fly," the Cag ordered.

David walked over to Harm and handed him what seemed to be a silver disk. "You're going to need this."

"What is it?" He turned it over in his hand.

Harmony took it and pressed it to the back of his neck, pressing the center so it remained.

"Ouch," Harm complained. "What in the hell is that thing?"

"It's going to stop you from passing out, Commander," she informed and showed him she wore one too. "I can't have you passing out on me during combat."

Mac walked with them as far as the flight deck. She took Harm aside. "Be careful Pappy."

"I will," he went to walk away, then stopped and took her in his arms, kissing her. "Love you Sarah."

"I love you Harm."

He released her and went with the two Lieutenants; the Nighthawk was on the deck, ready to fly. They climbed up and once Harmony had opened the canopy, she and Harm got in, sitting down. She secured herself, leaving David to help Harm and explain the functions of the console before him.

"Don't worry Commander, Hammer can fly this thing on her own if she has too," he reassured.

"Thanks Skates."

"You're welcome sir." He climbed down.

"Ready Pappy?" Harmony asked closing the canopy.

"Lets do it Hammer."

She smiled, igniting both engines, prepping for take off.

Captain Hayden's voice came over the radio. "Hammer, I'm designating you Batman two,"

"Acknowledged Cag, see you in the air," she announced. "Hang on Pappy."

"What are you going to do, you're not even on the catapult." Harm demanded.

She chuckled and gave the Nighthawk half throttle, the fighter started to rise, away from the deck she turned her and changed lift from vertical to horizontal, pushing to the first throttle to full, the Nighthawk shot away from the aircraft carrier gaining altitude. Executing a perfect barrel roll before straightening up. The distance between them and the carrier was getting larger.

"So what do you think Pappy?"

Harm laughed. "Nice take off Hammer."

"It's a good thing you're not in my squadron, Hammer. I'd nail your six to the deck for that stunt." Hayden's voice said over the radio.

"Sorry sir," she smiled to herself. In her timeline, Hayden had showed her that trick. "Okay Pappy, you should have bogies on your screen now."

He checked the radar. "I've got them Hammer."

"Then lets go hunting," she announced. "Computer initiate combat mode."

"Combat mode is initiated," the computer informed.

Harm looked around the pilots seat and a targeting display protected onto the canopy, what she was seeing was what he did. He looked back to his screen. David had said she could fly the Nighthawk alone if she had too. So what the hell am I doing here? He thought to himself. Other then making sure this isn't a trick.

"Watching my six," Harmony informed him.

He glanced up. "What?"

"You're to watch my six,"

"How did you know what I was thinking?"

"It was written all over your face, Pappy," she mused and got an alarm. "Here they come."

Harm looked seeing the MiG 55 Delta's, they looked similar to the Nighthawk, except they were more steam line. "Can we do this Hammer?"

She glanced in the mirror and smiled. "I won't let you down Pappy, I promise."

"Don't make promises you can't keep."

"I haven't yet," she remarked and as the first of the Delta fighters engaged her, forcing her to take them into battle.

On the bridge of the Patrick Henry, Mac stood next to David, the young man looked at home in Harm's uniform. He was his father's son.

Smiling reassuringly, David put a hand on the middle of her back. "Don't worry Colonel, if anyone can do this, Hammer can."

"I hope so, Lieutenant," she said softly. "I hope so." She knew what her Hammer could do, but she didn't know what his Hammer could do. She only had his word Harmony Rabb was a good pilot and for now that was going to have to do.

To be continued….  (If you find any spelling mistakes they're all mine, the computer did it's best.)