Title – Through The Eye Of A Shipper – S02 E03 Jinx
Authors' Names - Carol and Michi or Michi and Carol
Paring – Harm & Mac
Spoilers – Season 2 Episode 3: Jinx
Disclaimer – JAG belongs to DPB, CBS, and Paramount.
Summary - How 'Jinx' (Airdate: 01/17/97) should've been continued when you saw it through the eye of a shipper…
Author's Notes-
1. Since this series will deal with an episode, which aired many years ago, it means that we risk having a FF storyline that might seem somehow familiar. There's hope that our ideas are unique, but should that not be the case we apologize and swear to our god and chocolate that we did not know it and we did not do it on purpose. It's also possible that we somehow 'screw-up' a little with the dateline, in case we're using one. We promise to give our best to work with the right one.
2. Please don't forget that the episode we're working on is the 'actual aired episode'. This means, nothing after said episode happened. Also know that each TTEOAS story is a 'Stand Alone Story' in this series.
3. At the beginning of this series we may work more with a friendship between Harm and Mac than a relationship, but don't worry… as soon as it feels right to go for a relationship, we'll do it.
4. A huge thanks goes to our beta reader team Vered, Shoe and Gum! However, any mistakes left are ours.
5. The rest of the 'Through The Eye Of A Shipper'-series you can either find at Carol's website and Michi's website.
American Airlines, Flight 1962
En Route to Washington Dulles Int. Airport, Washington, DC
7:23 PM
Mac looked to her right and saw that across the aisle, Lieutenant j.g. Bud Roberts was sound asleep with his head gently leaning against the headrest and the window. Then she looked to her left at her partner, Lt. Commander Harmon Rabb Jr. He was staring into the book he was holding in his hands. She would have thought he was reading, but his thoughts were obviously elsewhere.
"You know, you really shouldn't make Bud think I complain about him," Mac stated to Harm with a smile, remembering her partner's comments from a few days ago.
Back then in Miramar, Bud wanted to know from Harm if he wasn't mad at him anymore, since Harm wanted his help in the case they were working on. Harm's only answer was that he was never mad with the young lieutenant and that Mac was the one always complaining about him.
Harm glanced at her before closing his book. "I wasn't making Bud think anything. I was stating a fact."
"When was the last time I complained about Bud?" Mac asked, knowing that she hadn't done so.
Harm thought for a second. "Never, but you've got to admit … the look on his face was priceless."
Mac chuckled. "Okay, it was. But you'll give the poor lieutenant a complex if you keep that up."
"Okay, I'll try to behave myself, but sometimes it's just too hard to do so. He's a good guy and easy to have fun with."
"I'm sure he is, but you should still take it easy on him."
"If I have to, then I think you need to do the same," Harm told her, wanting to make sure that Mac would follow the same rules.
Mac sighed. "I've never done anything rude to Bud, but I will promise not to do anything to intimidate him too much."
"Too much?" Harm commented with a raised eyebrow.
Mac gave Harm a grin. "Well, I am a Marine, Harm. We intimidate a lot of people."
Harm chuckled at her and thought about the day when Mac had picked him and Bud up from the airfield in Leesburg. "Yeah, well I'm pretty sure he was intimidated when he got off my plane and saw you standing there. On a Sunday no less."
Mac heard what Harm said, but only a few words sunk it. "That was your plane?"
"Yeah, I restored it a few years back," Harm said in a tone that made Mac think he was holding something back.
"It's a nice plane."
"It is. She's a good plane. Bud had a blast in her, especially when I let him take the stick."
Mac looked at Harm in surprise. "You let him fly it."
"Well, I was in the back with him, so it's not like he could have damaged her too badly. If he did something wrong I could have easily corrected the problem." Harm paused. "But you know… come to think of it… he did a good job. Maybe there is a little pilot inside Bud, just waiting to come out."
"So, would you let him do it again?" Mac asked.
"If we had the time. However, this time I would make sure that he didn't bring that damn cell phone." Harm laughed and Mac joined him.
"I'll admit it was pretty hard to understand him. You two must have been screaming to hear each other."
"Actually, we both were wearing headsets so we could talk to each other and so I could hear the tower, in case they needed to contact me," Harm informed Mac. "So, have you ever been up in a bi-plane?"
"No, I've only been in the typical airliners and military planes," Mac told him.
Harm gave Mac a sly grin. "You ought to come up with me someday. We could play hooky or go up on a Sunday."
"Are you offering to take me flying in your bi-plane?" Mac asked, kind of surprised at the offer.
Harm shrugged. "I believe I am. I think you would have a blast. The wind in your hair, the feeling of the air all around you. It's a great feeling and a lot of fun." Harm then decided to see how far he could go. "Or I might be able to get a Tomcat for a few hours and we could have some great fun?"
Mac chuckled slightly. "How about we start out with a nice flight in your bi-plane instead of a Tomcat?"
"Worried about my Tomcat flying abilities?" Harm asked.
Mac glanced at the small scar above his eyebrow from the accident a few days ago. Harm had risked his life to prove that an F-14 squadron wasn't jinxed after there've been six fatal mid-air accidents, including one that killed his best friend. "No, you proved yourself as a good pilot. I'm just not too sure that I want to go up in one of those." She then looked down at her hands. "Plus hearing the flight was a little nerve racking."
Harm almost made a comment, but with Mac's words he realized that she was scared of him getting hurt during the flight. He gently reached across the seat and lightly squeezed Mac's hands. "I made it out okay."
"I know, but…." Mac paused and looked into his eyes. "But there's always a chance, right?"
"Pilots never want to think about that chance. We know it's there, but it's something we deal with every time we go up."
Mac smiled at him, took one of her hands and ran a finger across the red mark. "Does it hurt?"
"It just stings a bit," Harm said with a small grimace.
Mac looked at the mark and impulsively pulled his head down a bit. She leaned forward and gave the small red mark a little kiss. Then she let go of his head and returned to her regular sitting position.
Harm blushed a bit at the sweet gesture from Mac. The last time he received a 'boo-boo-kiss' was from his mother after he had fallen from a tree and scratched his knee. "Nah, it doesn't hurt at all."
Mac gave Harm a shy grin. "Good. I'm glad to hear that."
THE END