AN: I feel soooooo bad that it took me a long time to update this story. I know you guy have been waiting patiently for me to update, but I had more homework like usual.Iam also in this dance concert all of last week. I was only in one dance but I had to be there for all the practices and performances. Tonight is the last show so hopefully I'll havemore time to write and update. I have more twists for the story, but it's just hard to find the time to type. Anyways...wish me luck on the last performance, and on with the story...

Chapter 9 Just Another Not Normal Day

H and M's room

Sunday Morning

11:35am

Sunlight came pouring through the window, casting a gold morning haze through the room. Harm rolled over on his side and peered down at Mac's sleeping face. She looked so calm and peaceful, that he couldn't help but gaze at her. Harm smiled to himself. This relaxed side of Mac was something that he wasn't used to seeing. Recently she was over worked and stressed out all the time. Occasionally he'd see her smile but not as much as he used to. This was defiantly a welcome change, something he knew he could get used to. Some how she could sense his gaze on her, and she slowly opened her eyes.

"Morning, Harm," she said opening her eyes. "Is it time to get up already?"

Harm looked over at the clock. "It's 11:00."

"11:00! I never lose track of time. Harm we have to get up."

Mac attempted to sit up but Harm gently pushed her back down. "We deserve to sleep in for a little while. After our room getting ransacked, investigating can wait for a little longer." With that said, they got up a half an hour later.

"Let's order room service today," Mac said. "I don't feel like going down stairs."

"Ok, room service sounds good," he said walking over to get the room service menu next to the table. When they picked out what they wanted to eat, Mac called in for them. Ten minutes later their food arrived. Steaming plates of chocolate waffles, bacon, and eggs came in, along with hash browns, fruit, and toast. They ate the food quickly and then went to the main level of the ship to speak with Marks about the journal they had found the day before.

They were surprised at all the camera monitors and devices they had for security.

'They have all this equipment, 'Mac thought, 'and they still can't find the sabotager?"

Marks spotted them enter the room, and he headed towards their direction.

"Commander, Colonel." Marks said. "Welcome to our central security unit. I'm sorry about what happened to your room. I hope the new one is better and much safer than the last."

"Yes," Mac said excepting his apology. "The view is breathtaking."

"We came by to talk with you about something we found in our old room," Harm said. He produced the small journal out from the pocket of his jeans, and he handed the journal to Marks.

"Have you read it yet?" Marks asked thumbing through the pages.

"Yes, and now we have a defendant motive for someone trying to shut down the program."

Marks stood there waiting for a deeper explanation, and Harm continued.

"In this journal are the investigators suspicions that someone is trying to sabotager the ship to stop the money from going over seas."

"That was a possibility that crossed my mind," Marks said. "It also narrows down the possible suspects, but not by much."

"It means that someone who was on the last cruise who started all this is with us on this cruise."

"It could be anyone from the cruise staff to someone who has snuck on the ship," Mac assumed.

"It has to be one of the staff members," Marks guessed. "They are the only ones who have been on this cruise and the last. Did any of the people you interviewed seem like possible suspects?"

"No," Mac sighed. "We told you about what Jenny said, but that is all that we were able to find out. "By the way, did you get a security guard to stay with her?"

"Yeah, one of my guys is staying her as we speak."

"I have a feeling that this sabotager is going to be coming after her," Harm said, as the new thought occurred.

Mac and Marks turned to look at him.

"If the sabotager warned her not to say anything and if he finds out that we've been talking with her, then there's a problem."

"My guys looking after her," Marks reassured them.

"That's good. We already know of what this person is capable of."

"For right now, I think we should-"

"Boss, boss!" said a security man interrupting Marks.

"Alex isn't answering in!"

Marks took the communication device away from him. Marks pressed a button and urgently spoke into it.

"Alex! This is Marks. Answer! What's going on down there?" Silence filled the room, as everyone waited for a reply but non came.

"Alex is staying with Jenny," Marks explained.

"What room are they in?" Mac asked.

"Room fifty two, just above us," Marks said, as the three of them and two other security guards left the room and quickly piled into the elevator. They pressed the button and soon the elevator lunging upward and soon the doors slid open. They ran down the hall and stopped by the open door. Seeing the door a ajar, they took out there guns. They had given Harm and Mac guns earlier and now they rushed into the room, guns drawn, and ready for anything. Immediately they found Alex slumped on the floor unconscious. As they spread out, they heard a piercing scream shatter the silence that had fallen over them.

They rushed into the second room and saw Jenny backing into a corner. Two black clad figures wearing masks were advancing towards her. When Marks, Harm, Mac, and the two other guards busted into the room the two figures stopped. Each were holding cunning crafted hand knives.

"Don't move!" Marks ordered.

The two people slowly put their hands up and slowly moved backward.

'I have a bad feeling about this,' Mac thought watching the two figures back up.

"Stop!" She yelled, but it was too late. Without warning one of the figures throw the knife into the nearest security guard pinning him to the wall. The guard let out a yelp and shot in a blind rage at the two people. In his anger and pain, he missed and shot up the windows behind them. The glass shattered and broke behind the two intruders. The two took that opportunity to escape. They jumped out the window and fell towards the pool. Three floors down in the center of the ship's deck, they fell. Harm and Mac shot at them, as they went out the window but it did no good.

"All security to the sunken pool decks. Two suspects in the pool," Marks said into his communication device.

"Are you ok?" Harm asked turning to Jenny who was still watching from her spot on the floor.

She nodded, as Mac helped her up.

"The doctor on board need to get a look at you," Marks said seeing Jenny's cut arm.

He turned to look at Alex who was still unconscious. "I need to head down to the pool," Marks added.

"Go, Harm said. "We'll see it that Jenny and Alex get to the doctor."

"Are you alright?" Marks asked Connor, the officer who had gotten pinned to the wall.

"Yeah," he said pulling the knife out of his sleeve.

Marks nodded to them when he knew everyone was going to be taken care off and left the room.

Mac walked over to the knocked out guard and felt his pulse. It was there but he had a big knot on the top of his head.

"He was trying to protect me," Jenny said.

"He'll wake up soon," Mac reassured her. "Alex will have a nasty head ache, but he'll be fine."

Connor stood up and handed Harm the knife he had been stuck with. "Evidence," he said, and then added to Jenny, "I'll take you to the doctor." Pretty soon Alex work up and Harm and Mac sent him with Connor and Jenny to the doctor's office, and they headed to find Marks.

They found him by the sunken pool. Other officers swarmed around asking witnesses what they had seen, as other men and women in cleaning suits picked up the glass that has fallen from the window.

He sighed and turned to them. "So far people near the pool saw them fall into the pool but were too stunned to do anything about it."

"Did someone see where they went?"

Marks sighed again. "Into the building, but by the time my men came, they were long gone."

Harm and Mac's hopeful faces fell. 'They're always one step ahead of us.' Mac thought. 'I wish we could be one step ahead for a change.'

Little did she know that their luck was soon going to change.

End of chapter 9