A/N: Sorry I took so long to update. My fault, I just lost track of time for about a year. Sorry, Sorry, and again, Sorry. Anyway, next chapter…

(I can't believe what they did to Clay in the show. We need a time machine and we need to fix everything back up!)

2100 ZULU
A hospital
March 19th, 2003

Bud Roberts hurried up the Hospital steps. The Admiral had asked Bud to get Clay. But as everyone knew, the question masked an order. As soon as he walked into the room, he saw that Clay looked horrible.

"There's a wheelchair in the corner, could you help me into it?" Clay asked.

Bud looked around and saw the chair. He immediately wheeled it over and helped Webb sit in it. After some difficulty Webb was finally ready to go. Bud was informed that Webb had already signed himself out so he wheeled clay over to his car where Clay boarded, already getting used to getting in and out of the wheelchair.

They reached Harm's apartment building in no time and with some difficulty reached Harm's apartment.

Mac, Harriett, and AJ were surprised when they saw Webb in a wheelchair. It was then that AJ realized that he was growing fond of Webb, even though he had the ability to annoy him like no other person could.

Webb smiled and said, "Remind me to never get anywhere near 14 year-old psycho after this." AJ smirked.

Webb noticed that Mac was sitting in a corner and when he had mentioned Kareena had put her head n her hands. He immediately knew something had gone wrong while he had been in the Hospital.

"What happened?" he asked, concerned at the Admirals haggard appearance, Macs posture and Harriett's red-rimmed eyes.

The Admiral spoke for everyone.

"Harm was kidnapped. The bomb in your car was a distraction." Webb was taken aback. No, now he was too late. He asked if Mac and AJ had read the file, they nodded their assent, Webb felt he should explain.

"The name Kareena Patel stuck out in my memory," he started. "I couldn't find anything in the FBI files so I looked in my personal files and found out that I indeed had known her." He started telling them about his mission at the time.

"I was in India and was assigned to look for Kareena. It was a couple of years back. I had found her hideout and was heading there to arrest her. I got delayed by some security and I missed her by minutes. When I got there, I found that Kareena had been holding an American hostage."

Webb took a deep breath, "Kareena had beat him up really bad, the hostage was…" Mac cut him off,

"Harm."

Bud, Harriett, AJ, and Webb looked at her.

"He told me," she said.

Webb spoke up, "When I found the files, I thought that it was Harm. I wasn't really sure, I as sort of taken aback when I first saw him."

They all nodded. Webb added,

"I think that I can locate where she is, but I need someone to help me get to my office, and to type for me," he said, holding up his arm.

But to everyone's surprise it was Mac who spoke up but not to assist Webb in getting to his office,

"We can get her location tomorrow, you're hurt. And don't think I'm gonna let you go home with that maniac on the loose, you're staying right here where we know you'll be all right."

Webb nodded, he knew Mac was going to say what she did, but it was still hard to digest. AJ said,

"I'm gonna stay here in case Kareena decides to kidnap someone else, I'll crash in the arm chair." Mac looked at Webb fiercely,

"And you're gonna take the bed, no buts, you're injured.' Then she turned to the Admiral. First she avoided getting court-martialed.

"Permission to speak freely sir?" She Asked. AJ knew what was coming next but against his better judgment said.

"yes." Mac said,

"You're injured as well, I'll take the Arm chair, you'll take the couch." The Admiral rolled his eyes,

"I'm not gonna win this am I?" He asked.

Mac smiled sweetly and said, "No sir."

Bud and Harriett left for home and Mac and the Admiral helped Webb get comfortable on the bed. When Mac accidentally put her hand on Webb's shoulder he involuntarily flinched.

Mac immediately started to apologize but Webb cut her off by saying that it was okay. They left Webb a gun just in case and The Admiral sacked on the couch. He tightly gripped a gun in one hand and supported his head in the other. He carefully maneuvered his body so that his wound wouldn't get irritated and sighed. Mac sat down on the arm chair and laid back in it. They both decided to take shifts, but neither one of them could sleep that night.