Ok, It's Sunday night, approximately 6:30 pm and the sun still isn't down (I'm too tired to go back over to the beach). I thought I'd write another chapter cause I'm bored and I'm to scared to leave the room because someone will see my sunburn (2 days surfing at Broadbeach). However, I will not post this until I have a hearty amount of reviews…so type away! Constructive criticism welcome- unlike some e.g. Ashley, who was once called a retard (very funny day for me) I find even mean criticism funny.
Disclaimers: Why do we have to write 'I don't own anything' every time? Obviously if I owned JAG I would not be bothered writing FanFiction about it; I would either A) Tell the writers to get of there arses and give us some lovin (romantic action-sorry 'lovin' looked cool) B) If I did read FanFic then the writers would be out of ideas, hire me and the show would be a hell of a lot funnier and C)I'd have married (or at least viciously attacked Mr.I'm-so-much-hotter-than-William-Shatner-therefor-I-am-the-hottest-lawyer-on-TV Elliott) and I would be in the tabloids. Well, I've written almost half a page talking…I mean I know I talked a lot when some random at a coffee shop came up to my friend yesterday and asked 'does she ever take a breath?' but so what?…I don't talk that much…do I?
"Get of me you crazy lunatic!" the woman who Harriet had rendered helpless was moving everywhere trying to release her captors death grip.
Neither Harm nor Mac could think of anything to say or do, and if the complete silence was any confirmation neither could anyone else- it was a shocked silence. They were not shocked by the fact that there was a woman; who appeared to be a reporter if the camera's, recorders and various other technology marvels were to go by was in the middle of the office looking like a fish on a hook, but because sweet, kind, innocent Harriet was so...Macho man.
In the back of various peoples minds, they were aware that there were about fifty specially trained Marines and Navy personnel and knowone could bring themselves to react. But the situation was much to amusing to want to stop it.
"I said get of me!" the reporter screamed. Harriet didn't look like she was going to move at all, so someone grabbed a camera out of one of the desks and took a picture, for the bulletin board if the Admiral should so permit.
In the next moment the 'ding!' of the elevator could be heard and a collective intake of breath swept the room.
Out stepped Budd limping slightly and his smile quickly fading as he spotted the group of people and it's entertainers. Though that was not why everyone was suddenly very nervous; behind Budd stepped out the Admiral.
Mac gave Harm a worried look which he quickly returned, and working simultaneously they grabbed a chair, freed the prisoner and pushed her into a chair.
"Finally! What the hell is wrong with you people? she was suffocating me and you all just stood by. Oh, I'm sure my editor would looove to know that the JAG office is completely incapable of reacting quickly! Aren't you supposed to be trained in this sort of thing? I know Ms. Mackenzie and Mr. Rabb have been in hostage situations," she turned her beady eyes onto the pair, lingering slightly on Harm.
"Well, were not used to having pesky know-it-all reporters sticking there noses where they don't be long," Mac said loudly enough for everyone to hear and shot the woman death glares
"Now now now no need to call names, I'm not after your man," the lady smiled knowingly and Mac and then glanced at Harm
Mac was ready for a response, just not that one. She stood foolishly with her mouth hanging wide open.
"No need for that now, who are you," though he already knew the answer he needed to be sure. The Admiral had assessed the situation and decided it was time to step in.
"My name is Miranda," she stood and gave the Admiral an over-dramatic curtsy, her various beads flying wildly with her huge puffy purple dress. The Admirals face conveyed amused horror for a moment before returning to a perfect I-am-in-charge face.
"Pleasure to meet you Miranda, if you would be so kind; what exactly are you doing here," He shook her hand and then joined his hands again to a neutral position.
Those in the room raised eyebrows and stared at each other in confusion. Jenn's face clearly said 'who are you and what have you done with the Admiral?'
"In fact sir, I was hoping I might be able to speak with you; in your office perhaps," Miranda smiled sweetly at AJ.
He smiled the smile that Harm knew as 'only-until-you-say/do-something-I-don't-like' and Mac knew as 'Harm's-asking-something-ridiculous-but-I'll-give-him-rope-to-hang-himself'.
"Of course, this way please," the admiral strode in the direction of his office with Miranda and Jenn after him.
"Harriet," Budd asked in awe, he had finally recovered from the shock of his wife man handling someone.
"Hmph, I could'da taken her down ya know," Harriet said staring sternly at Harm and Mac, making them feel like two naughty teenagers.
"We..uh..sorry Harriet..it's just…the Admiral was there," Harm stumbled, looking to Mac for help and finding her struggling to control her laughter.
"I know girl, I thought you were gonna pull out the artillery," ensign Ashley laughed
"Can't touch this…can't touch this...you can't touch this," Harriet started singing
"Whoop whoop whoop whoop...whoop whoop whoop" Stugis and Tiner started
"You can't touch this," she continued, starting to jig a little. More people joined in 'whooping'
"…my my my music hits me so hard make me say oh my lord..thankyou for blessing me-"
"SHUT UP," screamed the Admiral, both he and Miranda walked into the elevator and the loud 'ding!' echoed when the doors shut.
"Break it down…"
"oh oh oh oh,"
"And stop,".
It's now the 28th October, about two weeks after I started writing this like three weeks ago. I have test block coming up and a million assignments. So don't expect anymore soon. Please review though..i like bragging to my friend (Ashley) who has gotten like 50 reviews for 12 chapters and I got 50 in 2…haha. Sorry about the shortness but I figured something was better than nothing. I actually watched the season 9 finale last nigh. It was quite good, although I still think Harm is a bit of a jerk most of the time or at least acts like one.- and how sad if this, ready? In science were doing the re-productive system and I picked endometriosis for an assignment because that's what Mac has on JAG. Well, I'm not called the obsessed One for nothing!. All reviews welcome..even constructive (try to be nice).