Disclaimer: I don't own JAG…but Dani's still mine…
A/N: I know the whole poison from the ring thing kind of just thrown at y'all, but I did vaguely allude to it when they were in France. Besides I thought it would be fun to have someone other than Harm save the day. Now that the "drama" is complete, I'm going to work on the shipper-factor. This won't be a full-blown shipper story, but I think the ending will be satisfying. Happy reading!
0340 ZULU
EMBASSY OF KAZAKHSTAN
WASHINGTON, D.C.
"You okay?" Mac gently took the glass from Dani's grip.
"Yeah."
"Dani," she pressed.
"I'm fine," she felt the buzz of the vodka start to kick in and smiled, "We did it."
"Yeah, we did," Mac gave her a hug.
"Ow!"
"Sorry," she jumped back.
"Not you, my ankle," Dani leaned against the desk, "I must have twisted it when," she looked down at Luka quickly, "When I broke my heel."
"I liked those shoes," she joked to break the tension.
"Me too," she pouted.
"I liked my dress too," Mac's face matched Dani's as they both looked at the 3-inch tear in the fabric.
"I'll get you a new one."
"Good."
"How are you ladies?" Harm joined them once the swat team had Luka's men secure.
"Fine," Mac grinned, "No thanks to you."
"You didn't do much either," he argued, "Dani saved both our sixes."
"Oh no, you played your parts," Dani smiled, "Someone had to sit there and accept the drinks he offered."
"How did you pull that off?" Harm asked.
"I'll explain later," Mac answered sensing that Dani did not talk about it, "Can we get out of here?"
"Yeah," he caught her drift, "I'm sure Webb's waiting downstairs."
"Can you walk?" Mac looked at Dani.
"Sort of," she stood up on one foot.
"Here," Harm put his arm around her shoulders, "This work?"
"Yeah."
"Hey Dani," Mac gave her a sly look, "I think Harm's actually doing something useful."
"It's about time you contributed to tonight's events," Dani smirked.
"I think I liked it better when you two were fighting," Harm groaned while Dani and Mac smiled at each other.
The threesome carefully made their way down the stairs. The minute they entered the room Paul came over and swept his niece into a hug.
"I am unbelievably pissed at you right now," Dani whispered in his ear as they hugged.
"I would expect nothing less," holding her hands, he took a step back to examine her noticing the bruise on her face and along her arms, "I'm sorry."
"Not your fault," she bit her lip the smiled, "Well, not directly."
"I love you, Daniela," he hugged her again.
"I love you too, uncle," she looked over his shoulder to see Jason waiting in the corner and mouthed 'one minute' to him.
"I'll take you home," Paul told her.
"No, I want to stay in D.C. for a couple days."
"Very well."
"You should go home and tell Niki I'm fine."
"All right," he acquiesced knowing that she had seen Tiner waiting for her.
"Goodnight uncle."
"Good night, Daniela," he smiled indulgently, "Go."
"Jason!" she hopped into his arms.
"Thank God you're okay!" he hugged her close.
"What are you doing here?"
"I saw it on the news and found them at JAG HQ," he tilted his head toward Webb and the admiral who were talking to Harm and Mac.
"I tried to call you."
"I know," he kissed her.
"Radicans is dead and we have the key players in the group," Webb told them, "Nicely done. May I ask how you did it?"
"It was all Dani," Harm answered.
"She slipped something in his drink," Mac kept a watchful eye on her sister, "The fact that it was Luka…it's good it's over."
"I need to check on something," Webb excused himself rather abruptly.
"Admiral," Harm began, "Did Webb know something about Radicans before all this began?"
"He had his suspicions."
"And he didn't tell us?" Harm asked in shock.
"That's Webb for you," he answered, watching Mac's jaw clench.
"Excuse me, sir," she walked over and tapped Webb on the shoulder.
"Major?" he spun around and she knocked him to the ground with one punch. Without saying a word, she turned to walk back to the admiral and Harm.
"Sarah!" Dani came up beside Mac with the help of Tiner, "Who was that?"
"That was Webb," Mac answered.
"Well, never mind them," they reached Harm and the admiral who both wore amused smiles, "Hello, Admiral."
"Hello Dani," he noticed her using Tiner as a crutch, "How's the ankle?"
"Just sprained."
"Did one of the paramedics tell you that or did you just come to that conclusion on your own?" he asked.
"She diagnosed herself, sir," Tiner said, earning him a light slap on the arm from Dani.
"I'm fine."
"Your ankle is swollen to twice its normal size," Mac went into big sister mode, "Let's have a doctor determine that."
"Fine, Mom," she rolled her eyes, "But only if you come with me."
"Have Tiner take you, I'm tired."
"I don't want you to take me, I want you to be checked out by a doctor too," she smiled sweetly, "You did lose consciousness after you hit your head."
"For a minute," Mac argued.
"More like five."
"Getting checked out may not be a bad idea," Harm agreed and Mac glared at him, "Come on, Mac, you were unconscious. You could have a concussion."
"I agree with the commander," the admiral broke in, "Go with Dani to the ER, Major."
"Aye, aye, sir."
"Good," he glanced across the room, "Now I have to deal with some things. Goodnight."
"Goodnight, sir," they said after him.
"Hey Harm," Dani began.
"Yes, Dani?"
"Do you think you'd be able to come with us to the ER?"
"Yes," he answered, wondering where she was going with this, "Why?"
"Well, after the hospital, I'm going to Jason's place, and Mac will need a ride home."
"No problem."
"Good," she smiled, "Let's go, Jason."
"You really don't have to come with us," Mac said as they followed Tiner and Dani, "I can get a cab home."
"You are not going to call a cab."
"It's not a big deal," she shrugged, "You should go home and call Annie. If she had the news on she'll be worried."
"She doesn't know I was here tonight."
"Oh."
"Does Dalton know?"
"Uh, yeah."
"Are you going to call him?"
"In the morning."
"Well, then you are stuck with me for the rest of tonight," he smiled and neither of them were unhappy about that.
A/N: Review…please…