Hi Everyone!
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As someone pointed out to me, I managed to change the name of one of the main characters in this story due to a lack of motivation and therefore no writing in quite a while. I have now changed that so you'll all enjoy the story without interruptions. I hope everyone had a nice Christmas and that you will have a happy new year.

/Emma

Saturday, November 16th
0523 Local
Harm and Mac's Apartment
North of Union Station

The sun was shining through the window. It was an early Saturday morning, and she was still sleeping. But he wasn't. He loved to watch her when she didn't know it. She was so beautiful. She seemed so relaxed. They had now been married for about two months and so far life was wonderful.

Harm remembered the weeks following his release from the hospital. They had both agreed that they didn't want to wait too long to get married, so they set a date just two months later. It had been hectic, but they had managed to make it all work. And here they were. Husband and wife. She was his now, and he had never been this happy before.

There hadn't been to much trouble at work as they had expected. The Admiral had managed to keep them both at JAG, despite the rules. He'd had a long conversation with the SECNAV, and after some convincing he'd been successful. He would owe the SECNAV a huge favor, but he'd reasoned that Harm and Mac would owe him, and that it might even out.

'It never will' Harm thought. 'I got the most precious treasure in the world, and no matter what I do, I will never be able to pay any of it back.'

He laid back down and kept on watching her. 'never!'

Monday
1132
JAG HQ

"What are you doing for lunch?" a voice asked from the door.

"Oh. I was thinking of having a simple meal in the cafeteria with this beautiful Marine I know. But I heard that she's married now, so guess I'll just have to eat by my self." Harm answered trying to keep himself from laughing out loud. "How about you?"

"Well. I was going to ask this sailor to spend his lunch hour with me, but he's married too. I guess you'll have to take his place."

"I'd love to."

He rose from his chair and pulled her into a kiss. "Have I told you lately that I love you?" He asked as they broke apart. "Not in the last hour, 42 minutes and 13 seconds. He kissed her, and together they began to make their way towards the cafeteria.

"Colonel! The Admiral would like to see you." They heard Tiner's voice across the bullpen.

"I'll be right there. I guess you really will have to eat alone. See you later."

"Yeah."

The Admiral's office
JAG HQ

"Sorry to disturb you during lunch Colonel, but I have a case for you." He looked down at his desk, at the folders on top. "The case itself is not that big, but it involves the SECNAV's niece and so he wanted it to be handled by you."

"What is the case, Sir?"

"Lt. Emily Johnson, has accused her commanding officer, Captain Alexander Murphy, of sexual harassment."

"What does she claim happened?"

"She is a pilot stationed aboard the Nimitz. The CAG, Captain Murphy, allegedly made sexual advances towards her, and when she said no, he grounded her. You will be going out there tomorrow morning. Finish up what you can, and leave the rest with Commander Rabb. I want this handled as quickly and as quietly as possible. Dismissed!"

"Aye Sir!"

1827 Local
Harm and Mac's apartment

"That smells delicious." Harm was in the kitchen making dinner while Mac was finishing her packing.

"Well, it's got dead cow in it so you should like it." He smiled to himself. Even though they now were married, their teasing manner towards each other hadn't changed. They were even better friends now. He heard her footsteps and felt her arms around his waist. He loved the way her touch made him feel.

"I think I like this new married Harm. Making food that contains meat. That is a real improvement."

"You wish. That is my food over there. Only vegetables for me."

"Suit yourself." She came around him and gave him a kiss.

"Not that I don't like this kind of thing, but if a certain marine I know wants her dinner, I really need to get back to work."

She moved away slightly and looked at him smiling seductively. "A girl can ask her husband for desert can't she?"

He returned the smile. "yes she can, but someone ought to tell her that desert comes after dinner."

"She knows, but when a girl is going out of town for several day, and wont be able to get her desert, she wants a lot of it when she has the chance."

Harm lifted the frying pan of the stove, and turned towards her. He swooped her of the floor and began to carry her towards their bedroom. "I think that can be arranged."

1248
USS Nimitz

Mac entered the bridge and came to attention. "Lt. Colonel Mackenzie reporting as ordered Sir!"

"Stand at ease!" Captain James Donovan looked over at Mac. "Colonel. I want this thing handled yesterday. Sexual harassment is a serious charge, and I want you to handle it quickly. For all parties involved."

"Yes sir!"

"You can find Lt. Johnson in the mess. Dismissed"

"Aye Sir!"

1305
USS Nimitz

Mac walked into the mess. She looked at the younger woman who she thought was the young Lieutenant.

"Lt. Johnson?"

"Yes Ma'am!"

"I hear you've had some trouble."

"Yes Ma'am. Some."

Mac looked at the younger woman. She looked so strong. Like someone who'd had to fight for her place in the Navy.

"You want to tell me about it?"

"Well, it first started out as just flirtatious remarks. Nothing I minded very much. In this business a woman can't let stuff like that get to her. If she does, she'll be out in the cold before you can blink. Anyway. It didn't get really serious until a few weeks ago. The CAG wanted me to come to his quarters for a talk about my future career. I didn't really want to go, something felt off. But I didn't want to make more out of it than it really was. So I went there."

She stopped. Mac followed her gaze to the door. A man in his mid forties had just walked in.

"Captain Murphy?"

"Yes Ma'am."

Mac stood and left the table.

"Come on Lieutenant. We'll go somewhere else."

The CAG watched as the two women left the room, and sat down at his table. 'That must be that JAG lawyer they had sent.' He thought. He'd just wanted some fun. Now thanks to that bitch Emily Johnson he might be going to prison. Or at least he would be thrown out of the Navy. 'I wont let that happen.'

Mac followed Lt. Johnson back to her quarters. At least there they wouldn't be disturbed. As they sat down, Mac looked over at the Lieutenant. She seemed to have gained some color back, after the encounter with Captain Murphy.

"So what happened next?"

"It first started out like any other conversation, but after a while he started touching me. Just caressing my hand, or my thigh. And then he started telling me how he could advance my career if I had sex with him. I told him I would do no such thing, and that if he ever made such a proposition again I would press charges. Then I left. The next day I flew a mission, and I blew my landing. It was all it took for him to ground me. Then I called you guys."

"Thank you for telling me your side of the story. I still have a few interviews to do before I can make any recommendations. But I can tell you this. If it all happened like you told me, I will personally make sure he pays for it"

"Thank you Ma'am."

"Good day Lieutenant."

Mac made her way back to the mess hoping to find the CAG still there. She was right. He still sat alone at his table, eating. Mac joined him.

"Captain."

"Colonel. Please have a seat."

"Thank You Sir. As you probably know, Lt. Johnson has filed a claim, stating that she was sexually harassed by you. "

"That is just what it is Colonel, a claim. I did no such thing. She's just mad at me for grounding her. This is her way to get back up there."

"She did come to your quarters the night in question, did she not?"

"Yes. We discussed her role in some upcoming mission. Then she left. Nothing else happened. "

"Isn't it a little strange to do that in your personal quarters?"

"Not really. I know it isn't entirely correct to do so, but it had been a long day, and it was the easiest way to do it. I didn't expect this to happen."

"I can imagine that. I think this will be all for now. I have some more things to look into. I'll contact you with my findings."

1832
Mac's quarters
USS Nimitz

Mac sat on her bed. If you could call it a bed. She was tired and she missed Harm. Everything was going so great between them . Last night had been wonderful. Now she was stuck out here. She loved her job, but sometimes is really sucked. She didn't blame the lieutenant for getting her all the way out there. Captain Murphy on the other hand. She'd had a bad feeling about him since she first saw him in the mess. She got the feeling he would stab his best friend in the back if it would help him get what he wanted. She rose to her feet. She had a few phone calls to make. First she would call the Admiral, to tell him she thought filing charges would be the right thing to do. She believed the Lieutenant's story. Then she would call Harm, and have a nice chat about non work related things, trying to get this case of her mind.

1124
USS Nimitz

He hated to do this to her. Hell, he wouldn't want to do it even if she wasn't the person opposing him . From what he had heard, Captain Murphy was a real slime ball. But he had a job to do. He just hoped the Admiral had given her a warning. He didn't want it to be like the time on the Guadalcanal. Given, things had changed a lot since then, but surprising her like that again was not high among his priorities.

1126
Mess
USS Nimitz

Mac sat in silence. She had just gotten a call from the Admiral, informing her that since everyone involved with the case was onboard the ship, the trial would be held there. She would act as prosecution. He also informed her that harm, would be representing the captain. He had been requested by Murphy himself. Why, she didn't know. Murphy had been informed of their marital status, and still insisted in having Harm as defense council. She had been up against Harm in court before. Even since they had been married. All though it had been occurring less and less. They always informed their clients about their marriage, and more often than not, they requested a change in council.

She looked up. There he was. He looked so damn good, she had trouble keeping herself calm. It had only been a few days since they had last seen each other, but she had still missed waking up in his arms. His eyes searched for hers. When they found each other, he started to move towards her.

"Hey.." he said when he'd come close enough for her to hear him, without raising his voice.

"Hi Yourself. So. I hear I'll get the chance to beat you in court again. " She teased.

"We'll see who beats who. So, I gather the Admiral called you. You OK with this?"

"Yeah. We've been opposing each other in court for a long time. Even though we weren't married at the time, I still had the same feelings for you. And. I still like to kick you ass, Commander. "

"Well then. You've got yourself a date Colonel." His smile could light up the room. Now that he was sure Mac wasn't angry with him, he could do his job without hesitation.

"I should get going" he continued. "I need to see my client, and interviewing a few witnesses. See you for dinner?"

"Sure. See you later."

Harm walked away from the mess. He still had his doubts about this, but knowing that he and Mac were fine, made what he had to do a whole lot easier.

1203
USS Nimitz

Harm interviewed his client, which gave him about the same story as he had given Mac. Harm felt a bad vibe coming from the captain. He didn't know what it was that made him feel that way, but he knew something was up.

"So, Captain Murphy. May I ask why you wanted me to defend you. There are several other good attorneys, and my marriage to Colonel Mackenzie doesn't exactly make this an ideal situation."

"I heard you were the best Commander. And you are a pilot. You know what it's like up there. You have to be at your best all the time. My grounding that lieutenant has nothing to do with her being a woman, or her not having sex with me. She didn't do her best. She was lucky this time, but next time, se might not be. I thought you might agree in my assessment of the lieutenant's performance, and therefore do a good job defending me."

"I will do my best, Sir. It doesn't matter if you did what she says you did, or not. I'm required by law to give you the best defense I can. And so I will. It has nothing to do with my being a pilot. " Harm made a pause. "Now lets go over this one more time."

1254
A few days later
USS Nimitz

The days had flown by. The trial was almost over, and Mac's case was very convincing. She'd made no mistakes, and had presented her case very carefully. There wasn't much Harm could have done, but to watch his own case go down the drain. The last straw was the testimony of Lt. Johnson. Her story drew the compassion of the jury, and Captain Murphy started to get edgy. He was beginning to think his life was over, and he sure wasn't going to sit still and just watch it happen. He had a plan. He just had to wait for an opportunity to arise. And then.

It was the last day of court and Both Harm and Mac had made their closing arguments. Mac had made by far the best argument, and the she had managed to convince the jury, of the lieutenant's story. After the jury had made their ruling, captain Murphy was to be transferred to a holding cell, awaiting sentencing. Harm walked over to Mac.

"I'm glad this thing is over. This means we can finally go home" He said as he took her hand.

"Yeah." Her response was cut of by crashing noises and then a loud bang from the back of the courtroom. ' They turned to see what was going on, and were met by a gun pointing in their direction. Captain Murphy was the one holding it

"I guess you lovers can't go home just yet."

1314
USS Nimitz

The whole room was quiet. No one knew what to say. Everyone sat against the wall, Murphy never taking his eyes of them. Harm had tried talking to him in his usual way, but as soon as he had started speaking, Murphy had pointed the gun at Mac and told him to shut up. Now he sat with his back against the wall, his gaze shifting between the love of his life, and the man threatening their lives.

Mac knew how Harm felt. She felt the same way. Why did things like this always happen to them? Now, when everything was going so great. How could a man like Murphy be able to make them fear loosing the life they now had? She would never let that happen. But then again, what choice did she have in the matter.

Suddenly they heard a loud shout coming from outside in the hall.

"Murphy! Come on. Talk to me. No one wants anyone to get hurt." Came the skipper's voice.

"Then you make this thing go away. I will never be able to fly again, thanks to that bitch. If you just make things go back to the way they used to be, everyone will be safe."

"You know I can't do that. Alex. So far no one is hurt. I'm sure we can work something out. You made a mistake. You will have to pay for it somehow. I'm sure it wont be to bad if you give up now."

"Forget it. That bitch is lying, and no one cares. I haven't done anything wrong."

"It doesn't matter. This isn't the way to solve it." Harm chipped in. "This will only make it worse"

"Don't you think I know that?! But this is my life we're talking about. She is the one who's doing wrong, and I get hung for it. It's not fair!"

Murphy again pointed the gun towards them. Harm tried to stay calm. It wouldn't do him any good to get into an argument with him . Mac's life was at stake. Also, the tone in Murphy's voice was telling him that he actually believed what he was saying. Murphy was telling the truth.

"What do you know that I don't?" Harm asked carefully.

"Nothing."

"This isn't the end of it. You could always appeal, and I'll stay on as your council. But, if you want me to help you, I need to know the truth." Harm Looked over at Mac. She was holding her breath. So was he. Murphy would have to make the next move.

Murphy stood still for a moment. What if he was right? He knew this wouldn't help, he would only get into more trouble.

He started moving towards them. Suddenly he stopped. His body tensed, and he fell forward. A knife was sticking out of his back.