(Standard disclaimers apply, please read and review.)
sunchaser2: Thanks I hope to do weekly updates so people won't have to wait so long. Thanks for reviewing.
et-spiritus-sancti: Thanks, you know I wasn't going to get Harm and Mac together till much later in this story, but I think you'll find out why their married in later chapters. And Andrew will play a big role in this story and may even open a few door for Harm and Mac.
HaZeL: Thanks for reviewing, and look for an update next Wednesday.
Katherine: Thanks for reviewing! And your right, it will be interesting to see how all of our favorite characters change because of these kids. And I would be surprised if some of the JAG characters did just adopt some of these kids. But you didn't hear that from me.
maaike: Thanks for reviewing! I know it'll seem weird, but I figured it was time for Webb to power down a bit and stay in Washington for awhile. And it'll be more interesting because now we have Bobbie in the mix, and who knows maybe even more old characters will be popping in to take part in this. Shh (You didn't hear this from me)
alicia5: Thanks for reviewing! I know, Webb will certainly be an interesting character to write for, and you never know just what will be in store for him as time goes on.
Chloe1: Thanks for reading my story and taking the time to review! I'll be updating every (I hope) Wednesday, so you won't have to wait that long. And wait and see how the JAG reacts to having these little guys and girls around. It will be interesting, I promise you that.
Carla's POV:
So far the meet and greet operation was going just as planned, and the media was eating it up. As requested all of the military personal wore there uniforms and all other volunteers who weren't military looked great in their business suits. But my money was on the military volunteers, especially the men, but then that was another story.
The only volunteer that was making me nervous was Clayton Webb from the CIA. An hour in to the meeting and he had yet to show, and I wasn't the only one that was nervous. Brady Norris, his fifteen year old little brother was sitting by himself listening to his CD player away from the group. Endless pleas for him to join the other kids seem to fall on deaf ears as he disassociated himself from the other kids. Damn that Mr. Webb.
But I had to smile at congress women's Latham's attempts to make Sam laugh. Samantha North was one of my most bull-headed and strong willed little girls I have eve met. When her mother and father died when she was only a baby, she was sent to live with her grandmother until she too died when Sam was 6. Now with nobody left, and a foster system who just can't find a place for her, she is forced to live in a group home until someone is willing to take her in.
I let my gaze wander over to where Andrew and Harm were sitting. Engrossed in a game of shoot and ladders, even though Andrew had hardly said a word, harm was talking to him as if Andrew was talking back. I knew I had made the right choice with them. I didn't have to look far for Mac and Ella who were sitting at one of the near by tables talking, while playing a card game. I just hope Mac could get through that wall that Ella put up, so that one day soon she might be ready to be put up for adoption.
A movement at the door caught my eye, and I spotted the man that I was about to kill walking towards me. Clayton Webb, and the poster boy for the CIA, was about to be killed. "You're late Mr. Webb," I said crossing my arms over my chest and fixing him with one of my death glares.
"And I apologize," he said clearing his throat. "I had some business to take care of. I assure you it won't happen again."
But that wasn't good enough for me.
"Are you sure that you are up to the Mr. Webb? Can you devote the time and attention that you said you could with Brady? Because if you can't I assure you that I can find someone else who can. This boy isn't one of your business partners that won't care if you reschedule. This is a fifteen year old boy we are talking about, who needs a male role model, someone that he can look up to."
I was about to say more but he cut me off.
"I assure you Ms. Masters, that I do have the time and attention for the boy. For the time being, I am no longer on field duty, but have taken what you call a desk job down at the agency. Now if you'll point me in the direction of Brady, I'll go introduce myself."
I dumbly pointed the way, and watched as he made his way through the crowds and over to Brady, left wonder if maybe I was wrong about Clayton Webb.
Harm's POV:
My first thought on six year old Andrew James, was that this was one sad little boy. I didn't need to know his background to see the emptiness in his eyes; I knew that feeling all to well. I just hoped that maybe I could break through that shell.
Looking around the room, I could see that all the other volunteers were getting along fine with their little brothers or sisters. Even Mac was making Ella smile and laugh. I looked back over at Andrew who was concentrating hard on the cards in front of him. Playing Go Fish wasn't that hard, but that little boy acted as if though he would get in trouble if he did something wrong. I sighed, and took one last look over at Mac. I wondered if maybe she would make our own kids smile and laugh that way.
TBC.
I know this is short compared to my last chap but oh well. I'll try for a weekly update. So I'll be back next Wednesday. Till then PLEASE REVIEW!