Three Little Words" 1/2

By Rita Widmer

Rating: PG

Disclaimers: JAG does not belong to me but to CBS and Donald P. Bellisario.

Author's Note: This is sort of a sequel to "Saying Good-bye" and "The Phone Call." This is in honor of "Remember WENN" the show for the best cliffhangers I've ever seen. This from the season 3 cliffhanger episode "Happy Homecomings." Thanks to HLB for betaing this story.

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Paraguay

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Harm turned back to look at Gunny as they got ready to enter the house. There was no sign of anyone, but Gunny was sure this was where they were being held unless Mac and Webb were moved.

"Go around to the back of the house while I enter the front. That way if one of us is caught then the other is no where to be seen, and might have a chance to get to Mac and Webb," whispered Harm to Gunny.

Harm watched him walk away, but kept an eye out for anyone that would try to do a sneak attack. He made sure that Gunny was around the corner before preparing to enter the house.

He had no idea what he was going to find when he entered. Gunny had told him about the grenade that made the Webb and Mac's car explode. The injuries from that alone had him fearful. He had no idea what kind of care they were getting for their injuries.

'Just stay alive, Mac!' Harm cried in his head. He hoped somehow she would hear his voice. 'I'm very close. Lead me to you.'

He entered the house trying to adjust his eyes to the darkness. He stayed close to the wall, hoping to find the door that would lead him to Mac. He edged his way around trying a few doors, and found nothing.

He stopped trying to gain some composure. The longer he searched the more apprehensive he became. He wasn't going to give up until there was no where else to look.

As he walked along a new corridor he heard faint voices coming from down the hall. He couldn't make out anything that was being said. He lifted his gun in front of him, and headed towards the voices.

The sight before him as he entered the room took his breath away. Caught by surprise, his gun was knocked out of his hand as he found himself face to face with a gun. Webb was laying on the ground looking like he had gone one on one with Mike Tyson.

He looked over at Mac, and his heart stopped. She didn't look as bad as Webb, but the scratch along the side of her face was deep, red and probably infected. He finally looked at his assailant, and he turned to look at Mac who didn't have a gun directly pointed at her.

The fear in her eyes reached his, and he knew she wouldn't do anything that would put his life at risk. He tried to relay the message she had to do something, but she refused to do anything.

The click of the gun in front of him signaled that the gun was ready to shoot. No matter what happened he had to tell Mac one thing before either one of them died.

"Sarah, I love you."

The last words he expected to hear in response were, "Webb get down," from Mac. Soon the gun that was on him swung away from him.

Outside in the corridor, Gunny was heading up the hallway hearing voices. He heard Mac's yell just before a gunshot could be heard from the room.

TBC...