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Unknown Road
Heading towards Washington D.C
1100h
"Now tell me Sarah. Why in the middle of our vacation did you decide to up it back to Washington." Clayton Webb just knew this sudden behavior had something to do with Rabb.
"Harm tried to kill himself and we have to go back to see him." The words tumbled out of her mouth in a rush. Sarah Mackenziedid not have a pre-disposition towards panic, but this was Harm.
"WHAT? Sarah slow down, now tell me exactly what happened." Harmon Rabb may have been his rival for Sarah's affection but the man was a friend. Plus he needed to find out if this was somehow his fault.
"Last night, Harm tried to kill himself, but Bud found him. He…It was his birthday and we all forgot. God he needed me and I rejected him." Mac was thoroughly ashamed with her behavior earlier. She needed to get back to D.C. To reach out to her best friend, just like he had reached out to her so many times in the past.
"But Sarah, you haven't talked to him in months, this isn't your fault. Rabb wasn't recorded as being unstable." Clayton Webb couldn't understand how the company shrinks had missed this.
"What do you mean recorded? What happened to him out there?" Mac could smell cover up. If this was because of the CIA they better have some good answers.
"Well Sarah you knew Harm was flying for us, but he did something's against company procedure and he had to be terminated. The company shrinks checked him out and cleared him to re-enter society." Webb knew Sarah would take this as his fault, but he had had no choice.
"Webb, what happened out there? Why is my former best-friend lying in a hospital room about to die?" Harm may have not been her favorite person, but they had so much history. She had to find out, for her own sanity.
"On his last mission, Rabb stopped to help a young girl. She was not a target and therefore a liability as she had seen our agents. We had to neutralize her. Rabb should not have stopped to help her. It compromised the mission." Sarah Mackenzie would not understand this attitude. She was too much like Rabb. She cared too much.
"You murdered a child in front of him. No wonder he lost it. Don't you people have a conscious?" Mac knew what that sort of thing would do to Harm. She had let him go and it had destroyed him.
"There was no choice Sarah. It had to be done. It's not like we enjoyed it." People like Rabb and Sarah couldn't understand his job.
"Whatever, Webb. Save it, Harm left a letter for you. Just read it when we get there. Until then don't talk to me." Clayton Webb had abused her trust for the last time. She had asked him to keep her updated on Harm, but he had failed her.
BETHESDA HOSPTIAL
WASHINGTON D.C
WAITING ROOM
"She has to come soon, Bud, he loved her. They hurt each other so many times, can she come back and mend his broken heart." Harriet was overcome with guilt and anguish. Harmon Rabb had been her mentor and elder brother, but she had left him. Cut him loose and watched him drift away.
"They have had their fair share of broken hearts. Maybe this time was one too many. Colonel Mackenzie has been hurt by Comm…Harm a lot to." Bud could not shake the image of his elder brother/mentor/friend lying on the ground covered in blood. He had seen so many terrible things in his career, but this hit to close to home.
"Bud, look, she came. She's here." Harriet pointed to the fast approaching figure of Sarah Mackenzie.
"Harriet, Bud, Admiral. Sorry about my behavior earlier. I jumped to conclusions and now I feel terrible." Mac was so worried about their response to her behavior.
"Ma'am don't worry. You're here now that's what matters." Harriet knew they would all need each other to get through this.
"Mac, now you're here I think you should read this. The doctors said they wouldn't be back for at least two hours." A.J handed Mac a beautiful rose print envelope. "Oh and give this one to Webb." He gave Mac another letter, not nearly so nicely wrapped.
"Thank-you Admiral. I think I'll read this out side." Mac took the letters and turned to leave the waiting area, but running into Clayton Webb.
"Here, this is your letter. Go read it, but not near me." Mac knew Clay had a job to do, but this letter could be her last link to Harmon Rabb Junior.
She wandered into the hospital grounds, until finally settling underneath an oak tree. A quick flick of her nails and pages of Harm's final words were open to her.