AN: Hey! My computer broke down a while back and I have been working with a substitute one which was not verygood. Now, however, I have my new one and I have most of this story written down. Just a few small changes to make.

I once again would like to thank Rabea for nagging on me. I don't think I would find the encouragement to finish this story otherwise. She is a great friend and a great writer who keeps me from making some of the more embarrassing mistakes I know I am capable of making. Check out something I wrote as part of an essay about religion in England. It will be on my fictionpress page soon. This chapter was written in the middle of the night, and any mistakes you find will be mine and no one else's. Friends can only help you so much...

On with the story...

Chapter 10

Harm and Mac were standing at attention before their commanding officer. The decision they had come to earlier was not an easy one, but now that it was made they were standing here, both feeling equally small in the presence of a man they both admired both as an officer and as a man. They had told him about their plan and now they were waiting for his response. This had always been the part of their job which they disliked the most - the waiting in complete silence while someone else made the choice for them.

Admiral Cheggwidden looked between Harm and Mac and the file in front of him containing all the facts they had found concerning Lt. Johnson. The two senior attorneys were the closest thing to a family he had. Sure, he had Franscesca, but he never really saw her and he felt like he didn't know her any more. It was different with Harm and Mac. When he had met Harm all those years ago, he had been reckless and in need of someone to keep him on a leash. That person had turned out to be Major Sarah Mackenzie. He hadn't been sure if their partnership would work out, but as time went by his opinion had changed. Mac had been the perfect match to the hotshot pilot turned lawyer. She kept him earth bound when needed and gave him the leash he needed when it called for it. A.J. had never before been afraid to send them on an assignment. They had always made it through before. But this time it felt different. Something was off, and he couldn't put his finger on what it was. There was nothing forcing him to let them go through with their plan. He could just order the both of them off the case and be done with it. But he wouldn't do that. He knew Rabb's sense of honor wouldn't let him just drop the case, and even if it did, A.J.'s own conscience wouldn't let him give them such an order.

He looked at them again.

"You have really thought this through? Once you leave this room there is no turning back," he said to them.

Harm glanced over at Mac and then answered.

"Yes Sir. The Colonel and I talked about it and we bot agree that this is the only way to handle this case before someone else gets hurt."

"You'd better be careful or one or both you might be the ones who get hurt." A.J. sighed. "You have my permission to do this, but I expect regular updates on how things are going. I don't plan on visiting anyone in hospital in the near future and I most definitely do not want to attend any funerals. Please make sure these orders are followed. Dismissed!"

"Aye, Sir!" both attorneys turned on their heals and headed out of the office.

Lt. Johnson was sitting in her car in the parking lot outside of JAG: She was starring at the building where they worked. If someone had been paying more attention to the cars they might have seen her and done something, but no one did. She was alone and could watch the entrance of the building without any disruptions from anyone.

They think they're so smart just because they're lawyers. But I'll show them. They will know who is the smartest of us. I'll show them. Thinking they can get me. Ha! No one will ever get me. I'll get them first, that's the way it will be. They'll see. They'll see...

She saw how Mac exited the building and walked towards her car. She was probably heading out for lunch, she thought. Lt. Johnson stepped out of her car and walked towards Mac.

I will show them, she thought.

Ok everyone. I wrote this a while ago but I just haven't had time to put it up here. I am currently in England. I have been here for a little over two weeks and I'm staying for two more. Hopefully I'll post the rest today or within a few days.

Everyone knows what to do. Reviews are very welcome. Constructive criticism is something I appreciate very much, but if you only want to tell me that it's bad without giving me any reason for it, I would prefer it if you don't.

Thank You!

/Emma