"Lost & Found"
Summary: Harm buys a hamster to make Mattie forget about the puppy.
Note: If you think back to the episode last season with Bud and the snake, you'll see why I used Sturgis in this fic. A great big 'gracias' to SarahRabb75, alicia5 (this fic answers your question), laura carr, bloodredcherry (I'll see what my muse and I can do with your idea), cmaf, Nighthawk5, and starryeyes10.
Disclaimer: Harm, Mac, etc. are not mine, so don't sue me because I have an imagination and too much free time.
Written 10 July 2004
"What's this?" Mac asked as she picked up a small white box from Harm's desk and examined a hole in the corner.
"Careful!" Harm said, reaching for it. "It's a hamster for Mattie."
Obligingly relinquishing the box, she tried to keep a straight face. "Harm, there's nothing in that box except a big hole that was probably made by a small rodent."
His face fell when he turned the box over and saw she was right.
Watching him get down on all fours to peer under his desk, Mac snickered, "You better hope it doesn't find its way into the Admiral's office."
Sturgis cleared his throat from the doorway.
"Don't ask," Harm warned.
"I won't," Sturgis replied, setting a wastebasket on the floor, "as long as you take this off my hands."
Harm crawled over to the receptacle with a sense of trepidation. Inside, a dusty ball of fluff innocently twitched its whiskers at him.
Summary: Harm buys a hamster to make Mattie forget about the puppy.
Note: If you think back to the episode last season with Bud and the snake, you'll see why I used Sturgis in this fic. A great big 'gracias' to SarahRabb75, alicia5 (this fic answers your question), laura carr, bloodredcherry (I'll see what my muse and I can do with your idea), cmaf, Nighthawk5, and starryeyes10.
Disclaimer: Harm, Mac, etc. are not mine, so don't sue me because I have an imagination and too much free time.
Written 10 July 2004
"What's this?" Mac asked as she picked up a small white box from Harm's desk and examined a hole in the corner.
"Careful!" Harm said, reaching for it. "It's a hamster for Mattie."
Obligingly relinquishing the box, she tried to keep a straight face. "Harm, there's nothing in that box except a big hole that was probably made by a small rodent."
His face fell when he turned the box over and saw she was right.
Watching him get down on all fours to peer under his desk, Mac snickered, "You better hope it doesn't find its way into the Admiral's office."
Sturgis cleared his throat from the doorway.
"Don't ask," Harm warned.
"I won't," Sturgis replied, setting a wastebasket on the floor, "as long as you take this off my hands."
Harm crawled over to the receptacle with a sense of trepidation. Inside, a dusty ball of fluff innocently twitched its whiskers at him.