A/N: Hey, decided I'd better update soon, as I kind of left everyone
wondering, and apparently left several people uneasy.... so let me try to
resolve some of that. Hope you like it!
More Than Enough
Chapter Five
It wasn't even two am when the buzzing in Harm's pocket alerted him to a caller. He groped for his cell phone, and flipped it open. "Whatdaya want?" he groaned groggily.
"Commander, this is the Admiral. I have spectacular news. The Military Police at Quantico caught Richard Evans trying to sneak on base around midnight. They're sending him down here as we speak. He'll be in the local brig before four am," the Admiral smiled.
Harm gasped. "That's great! It's only been a week! I can't wait to tell everyone!" he clapped. "I, however, am going to wait until the sun is actually up before I wake anyone, sir..." he added with a smirk.
The next morning Bud was dishing out pancakes to everyone when Harm strolled into the room. There was a bounce in his step that Mac only saw when he got to fly. She smiled. "What happened, Flyboy? And you better not say anything about going to any carrier again, because I'll have to whip your six." She warned.
"The Admiral called me at about 130 this morning. He had great news. Richard Evans was caught trying to sneak on base in Quantico, and they sent him to the local brig here to stand trial." He revealed.
"That's awesome, sir!" smiled Harriet. Her face brightened.
Mac smiled. "Great, Harm. That's great...but when is the trial? You're sure he's actually in the brig? I mean, because obviously, he's gotten out before..." she sighed.
"He's locked in and guarded," Harm assured her, "And the trial will be in two weeks. We have enough evidence that they'll lock him in jail and throw away the key!" Harm said proudly.
"Two weeks?" gasped Harriet.
Harm nodded. "I know it's soon...but Richard Evans isn't military. The brig can't hold on to him that long...unless he's waiting for a trial date...unless he's convicted..." Harm explained.
"I understand," Mac nodded.
The two weeks until the trial passed quickly than either Harriet or Mac expected. Before they knew it, they were being led into the courtroom. Richard Evans was sitting in the defendant's chair, smirking at them. Mac had seen this before...in her dream.
"Hello Harriet. Hello Sara," Evans waved at them.
Harriet frowned, and a single tear dropped down her cheek. Mac's face was set. She was trying as hard as she could not to shoot him. She shivered. She remembered that from her dream, too. But from whom had the shot come? Bud wrapped his arms around Harriet's shoulders. Harm pulled out Mac and Harriet's chairs, and the four took their seats.
It wasn't long until Mac was called to the stand. Bud and Harm got to ask her their questions first.
"Colonel...do you know the defendant?" Harm asked.
Mac nodded. "Yes. His name is Richard Evans. He was my boyfriend from the time I was sixteen until I was eighteen. He...he's done this to me before..." she admitted.
"How old were you when you first faced Mr. Evans in the court room?" asked Harm.
"Eighteen." Mac gulped. "I was placed under the Witness Protection Program...but he found me anyway, and Harriet..." Mac sighed.
"Is this a picture of you, Colonel?" Harm cringed as he showed her one of the photos the police had took. It had been a month or so since they were taken.
"Yes," she nodded. Harm handed it to the jury.
"Can you tell me who did that to you? Do you see him in the court room? Point him out for me if you do," Harm requested.
Mac pointed. "Right there."
"I have no further questions for this witness." Harm frowned, and took his seat.
Later that day, the defense tried rather unsuccessfully to point the finger of blame at Harriet and Mac. Their strategy did not serve them well. In fact, the judge's face would redden with anger every time the defense attorney would even raise his voice.
"And what were you like before you joined the Marines, Colonel? Is that what they call you now?" the attorney smirked.
"Objection!" screamed Bud. "Defense council is taunting the witness. Sara Mackenzie is an officer of the United States Marine Corps! This is not a civilian court!"
"Sustained. Council, watch your mouth." The judge warned.
"What kind of things did you do before you joined the Marines, Colonel?" asked the attorney.
"I was an alcoholic...I tried drugs...but mostly, I had a bad problem with alcohol." Mac sighed.
"And your father used to hit you, didn't he, Colonel?"
Mac gasped. "What the hell does that have to do with what the defendant did to Harriet and me?" she demanded in anger.
"I agree with the witness, council. No more stunts." The judge growled.
"How do we not know that this isn't all some big scam to gain attention? After all, you've already had him convicted once, haven't you? And you were dating him back then, I believe?"
Mac was red. "I didn't ask for this, damn it! And neither did Harriet! Back the hell off! He's already done this once! I dried up! I bettered myself! He's the one with the problem, not me!"
Then Mac caught sight of it. It was a shiny metal object. "He's got a gun in his pocket!" she screamed.
Everything happened so fast. The Admiral, who had been sitting quietly in the front row throughout the entire trial, jumped over the banister and tackled Richard Evans. Richard struggled with the Admiral for several minutes...but it seemed to be the Admiral who had the upper hand. Then Mac jumped as she heard the sound...the one she had been dreading...the one from her dream...like a firecracker. The gun went off.
Several people in the courtroom screamed. Harriet was crying again, and Harm and Bud had jumped from their seats. The judge had pulled out a radio, and was calling people into the courtroom. The Admiral was the one that stood up. The gun had gone off while it was still inside Richard Evans's pocket. He lay bleeding on the courtroom floor.
"So many terrible things have happened recently..." Harriet whispered later that day, after they had all returned to her house. "It's so awful..."
Mac sighed. "One thing I'm glad about? Richard Evans will never be able to hurt another person ever again. It's relieving." She admitted.
"The Admiral did give me a scare, though," Bud gasped. "Thought for a moment he'd been shot..."
"Nah, that little moron didn't have the safety on his gun, so I guess, when he tried to flip me over, it must have gone off. Honestly, elementary gun safety..." The Admiral frowned.
"Colonel..." Harriet said softly, "Do you mind me asking...what do you plan to do about the baby?"
Mac was silent for a long while. "I couldn't bear to have an abortion...that's so awful...and I couldn't put it up for adoption. Babies need attention. It wouldn't get too much of that in an orphanage..."
"You're going to keep it?" asked Harriet.
Mac nodded. "I think so." She sighed deeply. "I've never been in this situation before...I mean, there's Chloe, but she was so much older when I met her..."
Harriet nodded, and began to clear the dishes off the kitchen table. The Admiral's cell phone rang. Bud rushed to keep AJ from knocking over a vase in the living room. Harm and Mac stayed at the table. After several minutes of rather awkward silence, Harm cleared his throat.
"Mac, I want to help you," he told her.
Mac blinked. "What do you mean?" she asked him.
"With the baby. I want to help you with the baby, Mac." He finished.
"Harm, you don't have to..." Mac began.
"But I want to, Mac. We could raise it together..." he paused a moment. "Mac...I...I love you. I want to be with you and help you. We could raise the baby together. Like it was ours...No one but the people in this house would have to know otherwise..."
Mac had tears in her eyes. "Is that true? What you said...that you love me? You'd really do this? Harm..." she smiled, and kissed him.
The Admiral's eyebrow raised in curiosity. "Yes, Mr. Secretary. I understand, but I'm going to have to call you back later..." he clicked his phone shut.
"You two never cease to amaze me," he smirked as he returned to the table.
Harm cleared his throat. "Sir, Mac and I are going to raise the baby together," he announced. Harriet, who was just coming back into the room, nearly dropped the pudding plate in her hands.
"It's about damn time, you two." Smiled the Admiral.
"Can I help plan the wedding?!" Harriet was nearly bursting with happiness.
Bud smiled. "Now, Harriet. Let's not get too far ahead of..."
Harm shrugged. "No, I think Mac and Harriet would have a blast together..." he smiled.
A/N: I told you things would get a lot better. The bad guy is out of the picture, and obviously, for those of you who had been wondering, Mac is going to keep the baby. There will be one more chapter to this story. It should be up in a day or two. You'll get to read about the chaos of the wedding, the baby, and possibly more....Hope you liked this chapter! Please read and Review!
More Than Enough
Chapter Five
It wasn't even two am when the buzzing in Harm's pocket alerted him to a caller. He groped for his cell phone, and flipped it open. "Whatdaya want?" he groaned groggily.
"Commander, this is the Admiral. I have spectacular news. The Military Police at Quantico caught Richard Evans trying to sneak on base around midnight. They're sending him down here as we speak. He'll be in the local brig before four am," the Admiral smiled.
Harm gasped. "That's great! It's only been a week! I can't wait to tell everyone!" he clapped. "I, however, am going to wait until the sun is actually up before I wake anyone, sir..." he added with a smirk.
The next morning Bud was dishing out pancakes to everyone when Harm strolled into the room. There was a bounce in his step that Mac only saw when he got to fly. She smiled. "What happened, Flyboy? And you better not say anything about going to any carrier again, because I'll have to whip your six." She warned.
"The Admiral called me at about 130 this morning. He had great news. Richard Evans was caught trying to sneak on base in Quantico, and they sent him to the local brig here to stand trial." He revealed.
"That's awesome, sir!" smiled Harriet. Her face brightened.
Mac smiled. "Great, Harm. That's great...but when is the trial? You're sure he's actually in the brig? I mean, because obviously, he's gotten out before..." she sighed.
"He's locked in and guarded," Harm assured her, "And the trial will be in two weeks. We have enough evidence that they'll lock him in jail and throw away the key!" Harm said proudly.
"Two weeks?" gasped Harriet.
Harm nodded. "I know it's soon...but Richard Evans isn't military. The brig can't hold on to him that long...unless he's waiting for a trial date...unless he's convicted..." Harm explained.
"I understand," Mac nodded.
The two weeks until the trial passed quickly than either Harriet or Mac expected. Before they knew it, they were being led into the courtroom. Richard Evans was sitting in the defendant's chair, smirking at them. Mac had seen this before...in her dream.
"Hello Harriet. Hello Sara," Evans waved at them.
Harriet frowned, and a single tear dropped down her cheek. Mac's face was set. She was trying as hard as she could not to shoot him. She shivered. She remembered that from her dream, too. But from whom had the shot come? Bud wrapped his arms around Harriet's shoulders. Harm pulled out Mac and Harriet's chairs, and the four took their seats.
It wasn't long until Mac was called to the stand. Bud and Harm got to ask her their questions first.
"Colonel...do you know the defendant?" Harm asked.
Mac nodded. "Yes. His name is Richard Evans. He was my boyfriend from the time I was sixteen until I was eighteen. He...he's done this to me before..." she admitted.
"How old were you when you first faced Mr. Evans in the court room?" asked Harm.
"Eighteen." Mac gulped. "I was placed under the Witness Protection Program...but he found me anyway, and Harriet..." Mac sighed.
"Is this a picture of you, Colonel?" Harm cringed as he showed her one of the photos the police had took. It had been a month or so since they were taken.
"Yes," she nodded. Harm handed it to the jury.
"Can you tell me who did that to you? Do you see him in the court room? Point him out for me if you do," Harm requested.
Mac pointed. "Right there."
"I have no further questions for this witness." Harm frowned, and took his seat.
Later that day, the defense tried rather unsuccessfully to point the finger of blame at Harriet and Mac. Their strategy did not serve them well. In fact, the judge's face would redden with anger every time the defense attorney would even raise his voice.
"And what were you like before you joined the Marines, Colonel? Is that what they call you now?" the attorney smirked.
"Objection!" screamed Bud. "Defense council is taunting the witness. Sara Mackenzie is an officer of the United States Marine Corps! This is not a civilian court!"
"Sustained. Council, watch your mouth." The judge warned.
"What kind of things did you do before you joined the Marines, Colonel?" asked the attorney.
"I was an alcoholic...I tried drugs...but mostly, I had a bad problem with alcohol." Mac sighed.
"And your father used to hit you, didn't he, Colonel?"
Mac gasped. "What the hell does that have to do with what the defendant did to Harriet and me?" she demanded in anger.
"I agree with the witness, council. No more stunts." The judge growled.
"How do we not know that this isn't all some big scam to gain attention? After all, you've already had him convicted once, haven't you? And you were dating him back then, I believe?"
Mac was red. "I didn't ask for this, damn it! And neither did Harriet! Back the hell off! He's already done this once! I dried up! I bettered myself! He's the one with the problem, not me!"
Then Mac caught sight of it. It was a shiny metal object. "He's got a gun in his pocket!" she screamed.
Everything happened so fast. The Admiral, who had been sitting quietly in the front row throughout the entire trial, jumped over the banister and tackled Richard Evans. Richard struggled with the Admiral for several minutes...but it seemed to be the Admiral who had the upper hand. Then Mac jumped as she heard the sound...the one she had been dreading...the one from her dream...like a firecracker. The gun went off.
Several people in the courtroom screamed. Harriet was crying again, and Harm and Bud had jumped from their seats. The judge had pulled out a radio, and was calling people into the courtroom. The Admiral was the one that stood up. The gun had gone off while it was still inside Richard Evans's pocket. He lay bleeding on the courtroom floor.
"So many terrible things have happened recently..." Harriet whispered later that day, after they had all returned to her house. "It's so awful..."
Mac sighed. "One thing I'm glad about? Richard Evans will never be able to hurt another person ever again. It's relieving." She admitted.
"The Admiral did give me a scare, though," Bud gasped. "Thought for a moment he'd been shot..."
"Nah, that little moron didn't have the safety on his gun, so I guess, when he tried to flip me over, it must have gone off. Honestly, elementary gun safety..." The Admiral frowned.
"Colonel..." Harriet said softly, "Do you mind me asking...what do you plan to do about the baby?"
Mac was silent for a long while. "I couldn't bear to have an abortion...that's so awful...and I couldn't put it up for adoption. Babies need attention. It wouldn't get too much of that in an orphanage..."
"You're going to keep it?" asked Harriet.
Mac nodded. "I think so." She sighed deeply. "I've never been in this situation before...I mean, there's Chloe, but she was so much older when I met her..."
Harriet nodded, and began to clear the dishes off the kitchen table. The Admiral's cell phone rang. Bud rushed to keep AJ from knocking over a vase in the living room. Harm and Mac stayed at the table. After several minutes of rather awkward silence, Harm cleared his throat.
"Mac, I want to help you," he told her.
Mac blinked. "What do you mean?" she asked him.
"With the baby. I want to help you with the baby, Mac." He finished.
"Harm, you don't have to..." Mac began.
"But I want to, Mac. We could raise it together..." he paused a moment. "Mac...I...I love you. I want to be with you and help you. We could raise the baby together. Like it was ours...No one but the people in this house would have to know otherwise..."
Mac had tears in her eyes. "Is that true? What you said...that you love me? You'd really do this? Harm..." she smiled, and kissed him.
The Admiral's eyebrow raised in curiosity. "Yes, Mr. Secretary. I understand, but I'm going to have to call you back later..." he clicked his phone shut.
"You two never cease to amaze me," he smirked as he returned to the table.
Harm cleared his throat. "Sir, Mac and I are going to raise the baby together," he announced. Harriet, who was just coming back into the room, nearly dropped the pudding plate in her hands.
"It's about damn time, you two." Smiled the Admiral.
"Can I help plan the wedding?!" Harriet was nearly bursting with happiness.
Bud smiled. "Now, Harriet. Let's not get too far ahead of..."
Harm shrugged. "No, I think Mac and Harriet would have a blast together..." he smiled.
A/N: I told you things would get a lot better. The bad guy is out of the picture, and obviously, for those of you who had been wondering, Mac is going to keep the baby. There will be one more chapter to this story. It should be up in a day or two. You'll get to read about the chaos of the wedding, the baby, and possibly more....Hope you liked this chapter! Please read and Review!