"Henry this is Redeye1 requesting permission to land." Harm said over the radio.

"Copy that Redeye1." The Air Boss said. "The Captain has given you permission to land. Redeye1. Please state your distance and altitude."

"We're twenty five miles south at angels 10." Harm replied.

"Copy that Redeye1. We are free from other traffic, so you know the drill. When you're ready call the ball."

"Copy that Henry." Harm replied.

"Who've we got coming in?" The CAG demanded as he entered the room.

"Redeye1. CAG." The Air Boss informed him.

"And just what is Redeye1. I have no knowledge of a Redeye1 land on this deck."

"Redeye1 is the new F-14D Tomcat CAG. I have orders from the Captain to let it land." The Air Boss handed him the orders.

"And just who is flying the bird?" The CAG demanded.

"That would be Hammer and Skates sir."

"Who the hell is Hammer?"

"Commander Rabb." The Air Boss replied. "The Captain wanted the bird out here and the Commander was due to do his quals in a few weeks, so he arranged for the Commander bring her and get his quals done while he's out here."

"This is Redeye1, we're calling the ball."

"Keep it clean Redeye1." The Air Boss warned.

"Is there any other way?" Harm joked.

"Paddles, he's all yours." The Air Boss handed him over.

"Redeye1, you're a little low." Harm altered his position in the glide path. "That's it. Just keep it come Redeye1." Harm continued for a perfect textbook landing, catching the number one wire.

"Once you've parked her Hammer, Captain wants to see you on the bridge as soon as you've changed." The Air Boss advised him. "It's good to have you back."

"Copy that and it's good to be back." Harm responded.

"Sounds like you know Rabb." The CAG said to the Air Boss.

"Yes sir. He does his six months quals with us. He was also on attachment to the air group for six months a couple of years ago. He has two DFC's, but the call of the court room took him back and his wife too I guess, but she wasn't his wife then."

"Court room?" The CAG questioned.

"Commander Rabb's JAG's golden boy sir. He's a good pilot, when he's not dropping them in the drink, but probably a better lawyer. "

"Dropping them in the drink?" The CAG questioned.

"He drop a Tomcat in the ocean in the middle of the storm a couple of years ago, trying to get back for Colonel Mackenzie's wedding, probably worked out well for him seeing as she called it off and they ended up getting married and having a kid. But if you want to know more talk to Skates, she's the one who flies with him most of the time."

"I may just do that."

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"JAG on deck." Someone called as Harm walked on to the bridge.

"He's not a JAG on this trip." Ingles corrected.

"Commander Rabb reporting as ordered sir." Harm stood to attention and saluted. Ingles returned his salute.

"At ease Rabb. It's good to see you again."

"You too skipper." Harm smiled and shook his hand.

"How's that wife and kid of yours?"

"Abi's trying to figure out how to crawl and Mac's pregnant with twins."

"Christ, don't you people sleep?"

"Not with an eight month old sir." Harm joked. "Besides it's a benefit of not living on a carrier."

"We should talk in my office. XO you have the bridge."

"Aye Sir. XO has the bridge." The XO replied. Harm followed Ingles to his office.

TBC