(Standard disclaimers apply, set in the future, but the
episode 'Fortunes Son' does not apply. Neither does any new
developments in the war. Please read and Review!!)
(Mac's POV)
I took a window seat, and watched as the plane taxied off of the runway. My hand went absently to my now empty ring finger, wondering what the hell I got myself into. Clay took a seat next to me, and opened his laptop and started working on something. I only had a million questions for him, but decided to wait for now, I just wasn't in the mood for his evasive answers.
We landed at the Freedom Strike marine base fourteen long hours later, where I was immediately taken into briefing. After a three hours briefing session, I was finally allowed to get some sleep. The base provided all of my gear, and first thing tomorrow morning, I would go undercover. There was no time to waste; my team and I had to get this guy out and soon.
General Alkeif Muhammad was the suspected terrorist sympathizer holding Simms, and to get an exact location on the camp he is being held in, I have to get "close" to the General. No wonder Webb explained this part to me after we left Harm at the airport. He knew Harm would never go for it, and my oath to the marine core, wouldn't even think twice about going in to getting that marine out of there.
But of course how could I get close to this guy? I guess I would have to play it by ear when I meet him. Webb gave me a list of his favorite place to eat, and I am supposed go and introduce myself. Webb had the actuality gall to tell me, that with my looks there was no question that the general would fall for me. I didn't know whether to drop kick him, or thank him for the compliment.
(AJ' POV)
"Sir, Agent Webb is on the phone," Tiner reported.
"Great, just what I need," I muttered, as I pushed the intercom. "Put it through Tiner."
"A slow day at the agency Webb," I said when Tiner put the call through.
"Cut the crap Admiral, I have some serious business to discuss."
"What kind of business?"
"It's about Harm and Mac."
"They're on their honeymoon Webb, don't you dare think-"
"It's already been done. Mac and I are on our way to Iraq, and Harm is on his way to-well I don't know."
"What in the hell do you mean you don't know!"
"Take it easy Admiral. These orders came straight from the top. All I know is that Harm has been chosen for a special mission. I don't know what or where it is, but the SECNAV should be giving you a call later to tell you what he knows."
"What about Mac?"
"She is investigating the capture of one of my men."
"There is an American POW in Iraq?" I said not believing what he was telling me.
"Yes, but the thing is we don't know where he is, and that's why I asked Mac to help. With her knowledge of the language, and her marine training, we can find him before the press gets a hold of the story."
"How long are we talking about here?"
"I don't know. But like I said, you should be expecting a call from the SECNAV; I think he can give you some better answers."
I sighed, "Damn it Webb."
"Admiral, you know we usually don't call JAG lawyer's when we need things done, but-"
"I know, I know, mine get things done fast."
"Ill call you in a few days, let you know how things are going," and with that he hung up.
"Damn you Webb," I muttered, as I rubbed my temples. It was going to be a long couple of weeks.
Fade out
(Harriet's POV)
As soon as Commander Turner, Bud, and I got called into the Admiral's office I knew something was wrong, but I had no idea what. I've been having this weird feeling all day, and I'm pretty sure it wasn't just the morning sickness. As soon as he called us in, he told us to take a seat, but didn't tell us anything right away, finally Commander Turner broke the ice.
"Is something wrong sir?" He asked concerned.
"Not wrong per say, but wrong none the less," he said and rubbed his temples.
"Sir," Bud asked.
"Harm and Mac we called for duty yesterday."
To say I was shocked would be a major understatement, "but they are on their honeymoon!" I cried out ignoring protocol.
"Sir," Sturgis asked straightening up in his chair.
"Harm and Mac met Webb at the airport, and they both took different assignments. Mac went with Webb to Iraq, and Harm, well, I wasn't told where Harm was going. Hell he won't even know until he gets there. So until they both get back, I have asked for two lawyers to help pick up the pace around here until they get back. The SECNAV was more then happy to lend Commander Lindsey, and a Commander Douglas Harper from Norfolk, will be reporting here at 0800 tomorrow. Lieutenant Simms, will you clear the Commander and the Colonel's things from their offices until their return?"
"Yes sir," I said disappointed.
"Now I know Commander Lindsey seems a little."
"Overeager, sir" Sturgis said with a smirk.
"Yes, so unfortunately we'll all have to suck it up and bear with him until Harm and Mac gets back. Also, even though Harm and Mac's wedding is no secret, and it took a lot to still keep both of them here, it seems that the only one who doesn't know about the wedding is Commander Lindsey, and so I would appreciate it if everyone kept their mouths shut. I'll inform the staff, but I don't want Commander Lindsey to have any reason to pull Harm or Mac out of this office, understood?"
"Yes sir," we all chorused.
"Dismissed," he said and turned back to his paperwork.
After we left Sturgis and Bud went to his office to prepare for a court martial, and I decided to grab some boxes and start clearing out their offices. I just hoped they would come back safe, and would come soon.
(PLEASE READ AND REVIEW!!!!)
On the lower left hand corner of your screen is a little box that you can click, click on it. A nice big screen will appear where you can write something, you can either write: A) It was great, please write more soon. B) It sucked, scrap it and write something else. Or C) It was good, but it still needs a lot of work. Or what ever else you want, and no, I'm not trying to be a smart ass, but I'm just helping you guys out.
TBC
(Mac's POV)
I took a window seat, and watched as the plane taxied off of the runway. My hand went absently to my now empty ring finger, wondering what the hell I got myself into. Clay took a seat next to me, and opened his laptop and started working on something. I only had a million questions for him, but decided to wait for now, I just wasn't in the mood for his evasive answers.
We landed at the Freedom Strike marine base fourteen long hours later, where I was immediately taken into briefing. After a three hours briefing session, I was finally allowed to get some sleep. The base provided all of my gear, and first thing tomorrow morning, I would go undercover. There was no time to waste; my team and I had to get this guy out and soon.
General Alkeif Muhammad was the suspected terrorist sympathizer holding Simms, and to get an exact location on the camp he is being held in, I have to get "close" to the General. No wonder Webb explained this part to me after we left Harm at the airport. He knew Harm would never go for it, and my oath to the marine core, wouldn't even think twice about going in to getting that marine out of there.
But of course how could I get close to this guy? I guess I would have to play it by ear when I meet him. Webb gave me a list of his favorite place to eat, and I am supposed go and introduce myself. Webb had the actuality gall to tell me, that with my looks there was no question that the general would fall for me. I didn't know whether to drop kick him, or thank him for the compliment.
(AJ' POV)
"Sir, Agent Webb is on the phone," Tiner reported.
"Great, just what I need," I muttered, as I pushed the intercom. "Put it through Tiner."
"A slow day at the agency Webb," I said when Tiner put the call through.
"Cut the crap Admiral, I have some serious business to discuss."
"What kind of business?"
"It's about Harm and Mac."
"They're on their honeymoon Webb, don't you dare think-"
"It's already been done. Mac and I are on our way to Iraq, and Harm is on his way to-well I don't know."
"What in the hell do you mean you don't know!"
"Take it easy Admiral. These orders came straight from the top. All I know is that Harm has been chosen for a special mission. I don't know what or where it is, but the SECNAV should be giving you a call later to tell you what he knows."
"What about Mac?"
"She is investigating the capture of one of my men."
"There is an American POW in Iraq?" I said not believing what he was telling me.
"Yes, but the thing is we don't know where he is, and that's why I asked Mac to help. With her knowledge of the language, and her marine training, we can find him before the press gets a hold of the story."
"How long are we talking about here?"
"I don't know. But like I said, you should be expecting a call from the SECNAV; I think he can give you some better answers."
I sighed, "Damn it Webb."
"Admiral, you know we usually don't call JAG lawyer's when we need things done, but-"
"I know, I know, mine get things done fast."
"Ill call you in a few days, let you know how things are going," and with that he hung up.
"Damn you Webb," I muttered, as I rubbed my temples. It was going to be a long couple of weeks.
Fade out
(Harriet's POV)
As soon as Commander Turner, Bud, and I got called into the Admiral's office I knew something was wrong, but I had no idea what. I've been having this weird feeling all day, and I'm pretty sure it wasn't just the morning sickness. As soon as he called us in, he told us to take a seat, but didn't tell us anything right away, finally Commander Turner broke the ice.
"Is something wrong sir?" He asked concerned.
"Not wrong per say, but wrong none the less," he said and rubbed his temples.
"Sir," Bud asked.
"Harm and Mac we called for duty yesterday."
To say I was shocked would be a major understatement, "but they are on their honeymoon!" I cried out ignoring protocol.
"Sir," Sturgis asked straightening up in his chair.
"Harm and Mac met Webb at the airport, and they both took different assignments. Mac went with Webb to Iraq, and Harm, well, I wasn't told where Harm was going. Hell he won't even know until he gets there. So until they both get back, I have asked for two lawyers to help pick up the pace around here until they get back. The SECNAV was more then happy to lend Commander Lindsey, and a Commander Douglas Harper from Norfolk, will be reporting here at 0800 tomorrow. Lieutenant Simms, will you clear the Commander and the Colonel's things from their offices until their return?"
"Yes sir," I said disappointed.
"Now I know Commander Lindsey seems a little."
"Overeager, sir" Sturgis said with a smirk.
"Yes, so unfortunately we'll all have to suck it up and bear with him until Harm and Mac gets back. Also, even though Harm and Mac's wedding is no secret, and it took a lot to still keep both of them here, it seems that the only one who doesn't know about the wedding is Commander Lindsey, and so I would appreciate it if everyone kept their mouths shut. I'll inform the staff, but I don't want Commander Lindsey to have any reason to pull Harm or Mac out of this office, understood?"
"Yes sir," we all chorused.
"Dismissed," he said and turned back to his paperwork.
After we left Sturgis and Bud went to his office to prepare for a court martial, and I decided to grab some boxes and start clearing out their offices. I just hoped they would come back safe, and would come soon.
(PLEASE READ AND REVIEW!!!!)
On the lower left hand corner of your screen is a little box that you can click, click on it. A nice big screen will appear where you can write something, you can either write: A) It was great, please write more soon. B) It sucked, scrap it and write something else. Or C) It was good, but it still needs a lot of work. Or what ever else you want, and no, I'm not trying to be a smart ass, but I'm just helping you guys out.
TBC