Office Life, JAG style.
Disclaimer: None of the JAG characters belong to me, and I'm not making any money out of them, blah, blah, blah... Can I get on with the story now?
Author's note: I've only seen the first three episodes of season one, and most of season ten, maybe season nine, so forgive me if I make any mistakes. It's not my fault.
Summary: Just a short drabble. One of many, hopefully.
" Lieutenant Harmon Rabb! You are soooo dead!"
Harm poked his head around Meg's office door, " What?" He asked, innocently.
" You know what, you little..!"
" I didn't do anything... I swear... honest Meg!" But a grin slowly spread across his face, " Can't catch me!"
" Oh yes I can! You just wait!"
Harm dashed out of the office. He doubted she could catch him, but glanced round just in case. She was gaining on him! He turned round, and ran smack into Admiral Chegwidden.
" Damnit!"
AJ looked down at with him, a slight smile on his face. Meg skidded to a halt in front of them, and reached down to help Harm up.
" Uh, we'll just be going back to our offices now." She said, looking apologetic, grabbing Harm's arm and pulling him back to her office.
She shut the door.
" So, Lieutenant, you ready to tell me where you hid my bag?"
Harm grinned, " It's under your desk Meg, just where it always is!"
She looked at him. He grinned.
" You little rat!"
Harm dashed out of the office as she ran after him, chucking pencils and whatever else she could find. AJ watched from his office, grinning. Would they ever stop?