Hey thanx 4 the reviews.. and sry about the "Harm" instead of "Cmd. Rabb"
thang.. I kinda haven't watched it lately due to the unfortunate NOT
hooking up that's going on btw Mac and Harm! lol -- enjoy
Disclaimer- I do not own nething that is even remotely connected 2 JAG.. wish I owned Harm however there is always Christmas 2 look forward 2!
Neway on w/ my story!!
Harm rubbed his temples and let out a long sigh, "Well commander?" the question brought back Harm into the real word; and it was a rude awakening. Admiral Chegwidden was leaning on his elbows looking at Harm expectantly. "S-Sire.. I'm sorry sir I missed the.."
"Damn straight you missed it! Son, where have you been these past ten minuets? Normally I do not put up with behavior like this from those under my command but I'm willing to put up with it if you will tell me why you have been staring at the door moaning like a woman!"
Harm had been called many things by the Admiral during his career but a 'moaning woman' had not been one of them. "Sir" he replied tersely, "Am I at complete liberty to speak?"
Admiral Chegwidden shot him a look of distain. "Does it matter Commander?" Harm had the good graces to look embarrassed, "It's just that, sir, for the past few years Colonel Mackenzie will show up at work in not what I would describe as the best of condition, and has anything been done to remedy this situation?" Harm knew from the look on the Admiral's face he would get a mouthful but he couldn't seem to stop -- hurriedly he continued. "Bruised and sometimes I just know she has ribs that must be broken and we as whole just pretend we don't see her or maybe we just don't want to see what she has allowed to happen!"
Admiral Chegwidden rubbed his chin and let his thoughts settle. "Commander Rabb," he began his voice was low and dangerous. "Maybe you have been the only one trying to ignore this.. this 'problem' as you call it! If you haven't noticed I will call Sarah Mackenzie in my office and Harriet is always quick 2 see to it that she gets proper medical attention. You, Commander Rabb, have always been the one that pretends he doesn't see his best friend, perhaps the woman he loves, in this dangerous position. And you, are the one who needs to do something!" He finished with a sharp rap on his desk and a curt, "Now you, go do something."
Harm stared at the Admiral complete shock ran through his body, 'woman I love' he thought, 'could it be true?' numbly he was ushered out of A.J.'s office and left standing outside his door.
"Anything wrong sir?" Petty Officer Coats asked. It was a simple question but Harm's mind was still reeling and unable to function. The Petty officer raised her eyebrows and waited for Harm to speak, "How.. How long?" he mumbled.
"How long what sir?" she countered. "Has everyone known.. that I love.." his posed question dropped. "Oh..." Coats gave him a knowing look, "For a long time.." She grinned at his retreating back, "Are you actually going to do something about it this time?" she yelled after him. Harm could only nod and smile.
meanwhile
Mac stared at the box of cases she was supposed to be reviewing. Her mind couldn't concentrate on just one thing, it was whirling full of thoughts of a certain flyboy and the look of pain he had given her. A quiet knock filled her body with even more thoughts of how he would try to help her and instantly her Marine training took over and with a brisk, "Come in." she waited for his lanky form to fill her doorway. Instead she was faced with a plump and concerned Harriet.
"Oh m'am!" the exclamation came out before Harriet had time to stifle it. She was always the care-taker; after Bud's accident she had been the one he relied on to help him and she was always there for her little boys. But when she looked at Colonel Mackenzie she saw someone who had no one to rely on. Instantly she took her on as her personal project. "What.. well let's get you cleaned up."
"Thank you Harriet." It was simple but in all her years Mac had never known anyone like Harriet. She still didn't know whether to treat her as a friend or as the mother she never had.
Lt. Harriet Sims' eyes filled with tears, "Oh ma'am.." "Call me Mac, Harriet."
Commander Sturgis was not prepared for the sight he would see as he rounded the corner that morning. It was as though Commander Rabb was trying to.. dance? "Harm.." he attempted cautiously in case Harm had gone insane and was slightly dangerous. "Harm.. he tried again."
"She.. I.. I love her Sturgis!" Harm chortled happily. "Yes.. well I'm very happy for you.." Sturgis doubtfully replied.. and rolled his eyes as his friend ran off to.. well tell someone else; hopefully the one woman who truly needed to hear it.
Well there ya go.. I'm running out of ideas so.. just give me suggestions on how he should tell her.. or if he should at all (seeing as y'all seem 2 b loving the tortured anguish that can also be labeled as "JAG" season 10 or 11 or w/e.. luv ya!
Disclaimer- I do not own nething that is even remotely connected 2 JAG.. wish I owned Harm however there is always Christmas 2 look forward 2!
Neway on w/ my story!!
Harm rubbed his temples and let out a long sigh, "Well commander?" the question brought back Harm into the real word; and it was a rude awakening. Admiral Chegwidden was leaning on his elbows looking at Harm expectantly. "S-Sire.. I'm sorry sir I missed the.."
"Damn straight you missed it! Son, where have you been these past ten minuets? Normally I do not put up with behavior like this from those under my command but I'm willing to put up with it if you will tell me why you have been staring at the door moaning like a woman!"
Harm had been called many things by the Admiral during his career but a 'moaning woman' had not been one of them. "Sir" he replied tersely, "Am I at complete liberty to speak?"
Admiral Chegwidden shot him a look of distain. "Does it matter Commander?" Harm had the good graces to look embarrassed, "It's just that, sir, for the past few years Colonel Mackenzie will show up at work in not what I would describe as the best of condition, and has anything been done to remedy this situation?" Harm knew from the look on the Admiral's face he would get a mouthful but he couldn't seem to stop -- hurriedly he continued. "Bruised and sometimes I just know she has ribs that must be broken and we as whole just pretend we don't see her or maybe we just don't want to see what she has allowed to happen!"
Admiral Chegwidden rubbed his chin and let his thoughts settle. "Commander Rabb," he began his voice was low and dangerous. "Maybe you have been the only one trying to ignore this.. this 'problem' as you call it! If you haven't noticed I will call Sarah Mackenzie in my office and Harriet is always quick 2 see to it that she gets proper medical attention. You, Commander Rabb, have always been the one that pretends he doesn't see his best friend, perhaps the woman he loves, in this dangerous position. And you, are the one who needs to do something!" He finished with a sharp rap on his desk and a curt, "Now you, go do something."
Harm stared at the Admiral complete shock ran through his body, 'woman I love' he thought, 'could it be true?' numbly he was ushered out of A.J.'s office and left standing outside his door.
"Anything wrong sir?" Petty Officer Coats asked. It was a simple question but Harm's mind was still reeling and unable to function. The Petty officer raised her eyebrows and waited for Harm to speak, "How.. How long?" he mumbled.
"How long what sir?" she countered. "Has everyone known.. that I love.." his posed question dropped. "Oh..." Coats gave him a knowing look, "For a long time.." She grinned at his retreating back, "Are you actually going to do something about it this time?" she yelled after him. Harm could only nod and smile.
meanwhile
Mac stared at the box of cases she was supposed to be reviewing. Her mind couldn't concentrate on just one thing, it was whirling full of thoughts of a certain flyboy and the look of pain he had given her. A quiet knock filled her body with even more thoughts of how he would try to help her and instantly her Marine training took over and with a brisk, "Come in." she waited for his lanky form to fill her doorway. Instead she was faced with a plump and concerned Harriet.
"Oh m'am!" the exclamation came out before Harriet had time to stifle it. She was always the care-taker; after Bud's accident she had been the one he relied on to help him and she was always there for her little boys. But when she looked at Colonel Mackenzie she saw someone who had no one to rely on. Instantly she took her on as her personal project. "What.. well let's get you cleaned up."
"Thank you Harriet." It was simple but in all her years Mac had never known anyone like Harriet. She still didn't know whether to treat her as a friend or as the mother she never had.
Lt. Harriet Sims' eyes filled with tears, "Oh ma'am.." "Call me Mac, Harriet."
Commander Sturgis was not prepared for the sight he would see as he rounded the corner that morning. It was as though Commander Rabb was trying to.. dance? "Harm.." he attempted cautiously in case Harm had gone insane and was slightly dangerous. "Harm.. he tried again."
"She.. I.. I love her Sturgis!" Harm chortled happily. "Yes.. well I'm very happy for you.." Sturgis doubtfully replied.. and rolled his eyes as his friend ran off to.. well tell someone else; hopefully the one woman who truly needed to hear it.
Well there ya go.. I'm running out of ideas so.. just give me suggestions on how he should tell her.. or if he should at all (seeing as y'all seem 2 b loving the tortured anguish that can also be labeled as "JAG" season 10 or 11 or w/e.. luv ya!