Sometimes- Jag
Disclaimer: Same as before.
Let's get this show on the road. Uh I don't think there are any spoliers.
Harm's Apartment 0100 Local
"Commander, do you have an idea of where the Colonel might be?" the admiral asks cautiously.
"Yeah she's right here, we were just having a late actually really late dinner, why?" Harm states shifting his weight to the other foot.
"Commander, I just got a report from the seahawk, that Clayton Webb was aboard, snooping around like he usually does..." The admiral starts.
"Sir? Do I really need to hear about Webb?" Harm asks bitterly.
"Commander I suggest you cut that damn attitude and have some respect for the dead..." the admiral cuts him self off by covering his mouth.
"Sir?"
"Commander, Webb was reported to have fallen overboard while investigating something of sort rather. The rescue team found his body 15 minutes ago...I've been trying to reach the colonel..."
"Sir, I'll tell her." Harm says quietly, then shifting to look at Mac who is still looking through Harm's photo album.
"Are you sure Harm? Can you handle that?" The admiral questions sadly.
"Yes, I need to be here for her sir...no matter what." Harm states then puts the phone down into the receiver and walks over to Mac.
"Hey who was that?" Mac asks as she closes the album.
"Uh the Admiral...he had some uh important news to tell me." Harm says quietly.
"Harm what's wrong?" Mac asks putting a hand on his shoulder.
"Mac..." Harm starts then closes his eyes and takes a deep breath... "Mac...the admiral just called to tell me that...Someone went over board on the on the SeaHawk."
"Harm did you know the person?" Mac asks quietly.
"Sarah...It was Webb."
TO BE CONTINUED!!!
Uhh About the Story 'The Bet' I'll start working on that again...I ToTAlly forgot about it I am soo sorry. Don't worry I am all over it.
Disclaimer: Same as before.
Let's get this show on the road. Uh I don't think there are any spoliers.
Harm's Apartment 0100 Local
"Commander, do you have an idea of where the Colonel might be?" the admiral asks cautiously.
"Yeah she's right here, we were just having a late actually really late dinner, why?" Harm states shifting his weight to the other foot.
"Commander, I just got a report from the seahawk, that Clayton Webb was aboard, snooping around like he usually does..." The admiral starts.
"Sir? Do I really need to hear about Webb?" Harm asks bitterly.
"Commander I suggest you cut that damn attitude and have some respect for the dead..." the admiral cuts him self off by covering his mouth.
"Sir?"
"Commander, Webb was reported to have fallen overboard while investigating something of sort rather. The rescue team found his body 15 minutes ago...I've been trying to reach the colonel..."
"Sir, I'll tell her." Harm says quietly, then shifting to look at Mac who is still looking through Harm's photo album.
"Are you sure Harm? Can you handle that?" The admiral questions sadly.
"Yes, I need to be here for her sir...no matter what." Harm states then puts the phone down into the receiver and walks over to Mac.
"Hey who was that?" Mac asks as she closes the album.
"Uh the Admiral...he had some uh important news to tell me." Harm says quietly.
"Harm what's wrong?" Mac asks putting a hand on his shoulder.
"Mac..." Harm starts then closes his eyes and takes a deep breath... "Mac...the admiral just called to tell me that...Someone went over board on the on the SeaHawk."
"Harm did you know the person?" Mac asks quietly.
"Sarah...It was Webb."
TO BE CONTINUED!!!
Uhh About the Story 'The Bet' I'll start working on that again...I ToTAlly forgot about it I am soo sorry. Don't worry I am all over it.