Mac slipped into the back of the court room just as Faith was finishing her
closing statement. Commander Helfman looked at Mac as to ask if anything
was wrong. Mac shook her head and sat down near the back out of the way.
Harm had heard the door close and turned to look at her and gave her a questioning glance. She smiled and indicated that he should turn back around.
"Thank you." Faith said as she finished her closing statement.
"Captain, does the defence wish to make a closing statement?" Commander Helfman asked.
"We do your honour." Harm got up and began to make his statement.
Mac watched him as the members responded to him in a way she remembered fondly. Harm hadn't appeared in her court room in over six months much to Admiral Morris's doing, even then it had been for a minor thing that had been over in a day. There was something about the eloquent about the way he summed up his case. Mac reminisced about the times they had opposed each other in court, times when he'd driven her to the point of distraction, but ultimately justice had been served.
"This court martial stands in recess until a time at which the members have reached a verdict." Helfman banged her gavel.
"All rise." The bailiff called. Mac stood as Helfman left and the members were escorted out to deliberate their verdict.
Harm had a quick word with his client before he was escorted away until they were recalled to court for the verdict.
"Hi." Mac said when he came over to her.
"Hi. Is everything okay?" He asked.
"Everything is fine." Mac replied.
"Are you sure?"
"Absolutely." Mac paused. "I'd forgotten just how good you are at this."
"But not that good ma'am. I'm still going to win." Faith said coming.
"Isn't her confidence overwhelming?" Harm teased.
"Sir, he's as guilty as hell and we both know it. What I was offering as a deal was the best you are going to get, when it gets to sentencing I'm going to have to recommend a harsher punishment."
"Let the members reach a verdict before you lock him in the brig Major." Harm suggested. "But back to Mac. If everything is okay why are you here? I thought you were supposed to be in court all day."
"I was but the prosecutor asked for a twenty four continuance because new evidence had come up. He was dripping water all over my court room so I decided to grant his request."
"Dripping water ma'am?" Faith questioned.
"He stopped to help an old lady who fell on the crosswalk and when he got back in his car, someone shunted him into a fire hydrant, which exploded and soaked him. He had the cops drive him here so he wasn't too late for court."
"That's definitely one way to get a continuance." Harm teased.
"So since Brett has been interviewing Jen ever since and I've gone over all the paperwork I'm supposed to do today so I thought I would drop by."
"Brett's interviewing Jen without an attorney present?"
"Krennick is blaming me for all this and you her attorney were tied up." Mac reminded him. "I'm sure she'll be fine."
"I still don't like it." Harm said.
"You didn't have any objections when I talked to her sir." Faith reminded him.
"You I know and you wouldn't deliberately try to catch her out. Your friend Brett on the other hand is a wildcard."
"He won't do anything to catch her out sir. He'll want to get to the truth and Jen didn't do anything wrong."
"I may have to go and investigate, if you wanted to have lunch then maybe..."
"Actually I came by for another reason; I wanted to talk to Faith." Mac put her hand to her stomach. "I think someone just woke up."
"When my Mom was pregnant and she got to the stage when you could start seeing elbows and feet, she used to put a feather on her stomach and we used to watch it get kicked into the air."
"Sounds like an interesting idea." Mac said. "So since you're playing the waiting game do you want to get a drink?"
"How about lunch? I'm hungry."
"Sounds good." Mac smiled.
"What is it with Marines and eating?" Harm asked.
"A drill instructor I knew told me that you can't expect a Marine to storm a beach on an empty stomach and get good results. And that you should eat all you can get when you can get it because there are many different kinds of beaches that need storming in this world." Faith said.
"A very wise man." Mac agreed. "Besides Marines are lot more active than squids. We burn the calories off quicker."
"So I can see." Harm put her hand on her stomach.
"No that is the result of letting the Navy to try keep up with a very sensible plan." Mac countered. "So Faith about lunch?"
"Let me drop my briefcase off in my office and grab my cover and I'll come to your office."
"Okay. Captain, I believe you have a Petty Officer to rescue from the clutches of an evil Lieutenant Commander." Mac teased.
"I'll see you later. Take things easy." He advised.
"When have you known me not to?" Mac asked.
"Do you want a list?" He offered as he held the door open for them.
TBC
Harm had heard the door close and turned to look at her and gave her a questioning glance. She smiled and indicated that he should turn back around.
"Thank you." Faith said as she finished her closing statement.
"Captain, does the defence wish to make a closing statement?" Commander Helfman asked.
"We do your honour." Harm got up and began to make his statement.
Mac watched him as the members responded to him in a way she remembered fondly. Harm hadn't appeared in her court room in over six months much to Admiral Morris's doing, even then it had been for a minor thing that had been over in a day. There was something about the eloquent about the way he summed up his case. Mac reminisced about the times they had opposed each other in court, times when he'd driven her to the point of distraction, but ultimately justice had been served.
"This court martial stands in recess until a time at which the members have reached a verdict." Helfman banged her gavel.
"All rise." The bailiff called. Mac stood as Helfman left and the members were escorted out to deliberate their verdict.
Harm had a quick word with his client before he was escorted away until they were recalled to court for the verdict.
"Hi." Mac said when he came over to her.
"Hi. Is everything okay?" He asked.
"Everything is fine." Mac replied.
"Are you sure?"
"Absolutely." Mac paused. "I'd forgotten just how good you are at this."
"But not that good ma'am. I'm still going to win." Faith said coming.
"Isn't her confidence overwhelming?" Harm teased.
"Sir, he's as guilty as hell and we both know it. What I was offering as a deal was the best you are going to get, when it gets to sentencing I'm going to have to recommend a harsher punishment."
"Let the members reach a verdict before you lock him in the brig Major." Harm suggested. "But back to Mac. If everything is okay why are you here? I thought you were supposed to be in court all day."
"I was but the prosecutor asked for a twenty four continuance because new evidence had come up. He was dripping water all over my court room so I decided to grant his request."
"Dripping water ma'am?" Faith questioned.
"He stopped to help an old lady who fell on the crosswalk and when he got back in his car, someone shunted him into a fire hydrant, which exploded and soaked him. He had the cops drive him here so he wasn't too late for court."
"That's definitely one way to get a continuance." Harm teased.
"So since Brett has been interviewing Jen ever since and I've gone over all the paperwork I'm supposed to do today so I thought I would drop by."
"Brett's interviewing Jen without an attorney present?"
"Krennick is blaming me for all this and you her attorney were tied up." Mac reminded him. "I'm sure she'll be fine."
"I still don't like it." Harm said.
"You didn't have any objections when I talked to her sir." Faith reminded him.
"You I know and you wouldn't deliberately try to catch her out. Your friend Brett on the other hand is a wildcard."
"He won't do anything to catch her out sir. He'll want to get to the truth and Jen didn't do anything wrong."
"I may have to go and investigate, if you wanted to have lunch then maybe..."
"Actually I came by for another reason; I wanted to talk to Faith." Mac put her hand to her stomach. "I think someone just woke up."
"When my Mom was pregnant and she got to the stage when you could start seeing elbows and feet, she used to put a feather on her stomach and we used to watch it get kicked into the air."
"Sounds like an interesting idea." Mac said. "So since you're playing the waiting game do you want to get a drink?"
"How about lunch? I'm hungry."
"Sounds good." Mac smiled.
"What is it with Marines and eating?" Harm asked.
"A drill instructor I knew told me that you can't expect a Marine to storm a beach on an empty stomach and get good results. And that you should eat all you can get when you can get it because there are many different kinds of beaches that need storming in this world." Faith said.
"A very wise man." Mac agreed. "Besides Marines are lot more active than squids. We burn the calories off quicker."
"So I can see." Harm put her hand on her stomach.
"No that is the result of letting the Navy to try keep up with a very sensible plan." Mac countered. "So Faith about lunch?"
"Let me drop my briefcase off in my office and grab my cover and I'll come to your office."
"Okay. Captain, I believe you have a Petty Officer to rescue from the clutches of an evil Lieutenant Commander." Mac teased.
"I'll see you later. Take things easy." He advised.
"When have you known me not to?" Mac asked.
"Do you want a list?" He offered as he held the door open for them.
TBC
