"I'll See You in My Dreams: What's the Use of Wondrin'" 13
By Rita Widmer
Disclaimer: Still not anywhere closer to owning JAG.
AN: Sorry for taking so long to get this part out, but my muse was on other things. I was wondering if anyone would be interested in seeing a prequel to this story about Peter and Mac's relationship. Let me know if you do. Thanks for all the wonderful reviews. AngelaB, I'm glad you enjoyed the movie. I'm going to make it as close as possible, and Peter will be back soon. I've got plans for him, don't worry.
"What's the Use of Wondrin'" by Richard Rodgers and Oscar Hammerstein
Sung by Shirley Jones in "Carousel"
What's the use of wondrin' If he's good or if he's bad, Or if you like the way he wears his hat? Oh, what's the use of wondrin' If he's good or if he's bad? He's your feller and you love him, That's all there is to that.
Common sense may tell you That the ending will be sad, And now's the time to break and run away. But what's the use of wondrin' If the ending will be sad? He's your feller and you love him, There's nothing more to say.
Something made him the way that he is, Whether he's false or true, And something gave him the things that are his, One of those things is you, so When he wants your kisses, You will give them to the lad, And anywhere he leads you, you will walk. And anytime he needs you, You'll go running there like mad. You're his girl and he's your feller, And all the rest is talk.
Mac's Apartment
Mac sighed with frustration as she tried to voice reason to Harmon Rabb. "Imes doesn't believe you are innocent. When you go back into court, I want someone to be on your side."
"I can't ask you to do that for me, Mac. You have a new job now."
"That doesn't matter. You're still my friend, and as your friend I want to represent you in your hearing. Plus not only do I believe you are innocent, I know you are."
"What will Dalton think of you ditching the firm to come back here?"
"He'll get over it. All I've been doing since I started there is paperwork anyways. Will you just accept help when it's offered to you?"
"All right, Mac, but don't blame me if you get into trouble with Dalton."
"I won't. Now I have some work to do. Take care of yourself."
"And thanks, Mac."
Mac hung up the phone before grabbing her keys. She was on a mission to find evidence to prove Harm's innocence. The drive seemed to take forever to get to the warehouse.
Once there she found it quite easy to sneak into the warehouse. First, she needed to find a way that Parlovsky could have escaped without being seen by the FBI agents. The markings left by the FBI were still there showing where it happened.
Getting low to the ground she tried to find a place where there could be a hidden door, but nothing stuck out. Giving up she looked upwards hoping to find a large enough vent or trapdoor leading to the roof.
Walking away from the main area, she walked out the direction Parlovsky would have run. About ten feet away, she found it. Opening the door, a small piece of fabric fell down.
"This might be the evidence we need to prove Harm's innocence. Just need to find a way to link it back to Parlovsky." Heading outside once again, she grabbed her cell phone. When the man on the other end picked up, she spoke, "Webb, I need your help."
The next day, Mac walked in knowing she had what she needed to win her case.
Outside JAG HQ
After Harm's Hearing
Harm stood there in amazement as Mac told him that she wanted to come back to JAG. "What made you change your mind?"
"It never felt right. All that I hoped it would be failed, and left me with little feeling of purpose. I had become a paper pusher for a bunch of men who enjoyed having a pretty woman around."
"I doubt all law firms would be like that, Mac. Why back to JAG?" Part of him wanted to kick himself since it seemed he was trying to discourage her, but he wanted to know why.
"Simply put the Marines and JAG is where I belong. I want to be back with my friends. Plus I miss the challenge of going up against you in court."
Harm studied her for a moment trying to find any hint of doubt that this is what she wanted. He didn't want her to come back, because the law firm she worked at didn't suit her. The determination in her eyes told him she was stating the full truth.
"Then lets go talk to the Admiral."
"You don't need to go up with me."
"I'm offering assistance, take it."
"Yes, sir."
"You better get used to that if you are coming back."
Mac's Apartment
That evening
Mac shook her head as she realized she was going to be spending weeks doing freedom of information acts. The admiral had let her back, but she knew it wasn't going to come without a price. It would be worth it, at least for a short while.
She got up as she heard the knock on the door. Leaning against the door jam, Dalton smiled at her with a rose in his hand.
"Major Mackenzie, I presume."
"Come in, Dalton, and yes they accepted me back. For a matter of fact, he never put in my resignation."
"So you've been on vacation during this time. I'm sorry that I pressured you in going into private law firm."
"Don't worry about it, Dalton. Now I have it out of my system. Many JAG lawyers wonder what it would be like to go private, but don't. I had my chance to try it out, and now I know where I belong."
"Right in my arms." Dalton smiled at her, but the phone ringing interrupted any other action.
"Major Mackenzie."
"You are very beautiful, Sarah. I just wanted to let you know I'll be watching you." Mac slowly hung up the phone.
"Who was that?"
"Just a prankster. It's nothing."
Something told Mac it wasn't nothing. She pushed it out of her mind to be forgotten, but it wouldn't go away that easily.
TBC....
By Rita Widmer
Disclaimer: Still not anywhere closer to owning JAG.
AN: Sorry for taking so long to get this part out, but my muse was on other things. I was wondering if anyone would be interested in seeing a prequel to this story about Peter and Mac's relationship. Let me know if you do. Thanks for all the wonderful reviews. AngelaB, I'm glad you enjoyed the movie. I'm going to make it as close as possible, and Peter will be back soon. I've got plans for him, don't worry.
"What's the Use of Wondrin'" by Richard Rodgers and Oscar Hammerstein
Sung by Shirley Jones in "Carousel"
What's the use of wondrin' If he's good or if he's bad, Or if you like the way he wears his hat? Oh, what's the use of wondrin' If he's good or if he's bad? He's your feller and you love him, That's all there is to that.
Common sense may tell you That the ending will be sad, And now's the time to break and run away. But what's the use of wondrin' If the ending will be sad? He's your feller and you love him, There's nothing more to say.
Something made him the way that he is, Whether he's false or true, And something gave him the things that are his, One of those things is you, so When he wants your kisses, You will give them to the lad, And anywhere he leads you, you will walk. And anytime he needs you, You'll go running there like mad. You're his girl and he's your feller, And all the rest is talk.
Mac's Apartment
Mac sighed with frustration as she tried to voice reason to Harmon Rabb. "Imes doesn't believe you are innocent. When you go back into court, I want someone to be on your side."
"I can't ask you to do that for me, Mac. You have a new job now."
"That doesn't matter. You're still my friend, and as your friend I want to represent you in your hearing. Plus not only do I believe you are innocent, I know you are."
"What will Dalton think of you ditching the firm to come back here?"
"He'll get over it. All I've been doing since I started there is paperwork anyways. Will you just accept help when it's offered to you?"
"All right, Mac, but don't blame me if you get into trouble with Dalton."
"I won't. Now I have some work to do. Take care of yourself."
"And thanks, Mac."
Mac hung up the phone before grabbing her keys. She was on a mission to find evidence to prove Harm's innocence. The drive seemed to take forever to get to the warehouse.
Once there she found it quite easy to sneak into the warehouse. First, she needed to find a way that Parlovsky could have escaped without being seen by the FBI agents. The markings left by the FBI were still there showing where it happened.
Getting low to the ground she tried to find a place where there could be a hidden door, but nothing stuck out. Giving up she looked upwards hoping to find a large enough vent or trapdoor leading to the roof.
Walking away from the main area, she walked out the direction Parlovsky would have run. About ten feet away, she found it. Opening the door, a small piece of fabric fell down.
"This might be the evidence we need to prove Harm's innocence. Just need to find a way to link it back to Parlovsky." Heading outside once again, she grabbed her cell phone. When the man on the other end picked up, she spoke, "Webb, I need your help."
The next day, Mac walked in knowing she had what she needed to win her case.
Outside JAG HQ
After Harm's Hearing
Harm stood there in amazement as Mac told him that she wanted to come back to JAG. "What made you change your mind?"
"It never felt right. All that I hoped it would be failed, and left me with little feeling of purpose. I had become a paper pusher for a bunch of men who enjoyed having a pretty woman around."
"I doubt all law firms would be like that, Mac. Why back to JAG?" Part of him wanted to kick himself since it seemed he was trying to discourage her, but he wanted to know why.
"Simply put the Marines and JAG is where I belong. I want to be back with my friends. Plus I miss the challenge of going up against you in court."
Harm studied her for a moment trying to find any hint of doubt that this is what she wanted. He didn't want her to come back, because the law firm she worked at didn't suit her. The determination in her eyes told him she was stating the full truth.
"Then lets go talk to the Admiral."
"You don't need to go up with me."
"I'm offering assistance, take it."
"Yes, sir."
"You better get used to that if you are coming back."
Mac's Apartment
That evening
Mac shook her head as she realized she was going to be spending weeks doing freedom of information acts. The admiral had let her back, but she knew it wasn't going to come without a price. It would be worth it, at least for a short while.
She got up as she heard the knock on the door. Leaning against the door jam, Dalton smiled at her with a rose in his hand.
"Major Mackenzie, I presume."
"Come in, Dalton, and yes they accepted me back. For a matter of fact, he never put in my resignation."
"So you've been on vacation during this time. I'm sorry that I pressured you in going into private law firm."
"Don't worry about it, Dalton. Now I have it out of my system. Many JAG lawyers wonder what it would be like to go private, but don't. I had my chance to try it out, and now I know where I belong."
"Right in my arms." Dalton smiled at her, but the phone ringing interrupted any other action.
"Major Mackenzie."
"You are very beautiful, Sarah. I just wanted to let you know I'll be watching you." Mac slowly hung up the phone.
"Who was that?"
"Just a prankster. It's nothing."
Something told Mac it wasn't nothing. She pushed it out of her mind to be forgotten, but it wouldn't go away that easily.
TBC....