A/N-I feel I owe you all an apology. I seem to have forgot to update this one. Please forgive me. Another writer posted a little line challenge, in our little group of writers, so I added to the end of this, its in bold print and underline.
Pensacola Naval Air Station
JAG Office
Pensacola Florida
Mac followed Commander Krennick out of Captain Thomas's office. They made their way across the bullpen to an area of open desks. Mac looked around. This wasn't the environment she was use to working in; but for now it would have to do.
Krennick turned around and eyed the Marine Major. She looked her up and down in a attempt to size her up. Mac caught on to this. "Something I can help you with Commander?"
"No; I just feel like we've met before."
"I don't believe so, must be the uniform."
"Maybe so Major. Just out of curiosity; why did The JAG really send you here?"
"As I stated; Admiral Chegwidden wants an update on the day to day workings of this office and its staff."
"Does he feel there needs to a staffing change here?"
"That's not for me to decide, I'm simply here to observe and offer any suggestions that I feel are needed."
Krennick continued to eye her- "I see Major."
"Excuse me Major." The young Petty Officer said as he walked up. "These where just dropped off for you."
A small smile spread across Mac's face when she took in the bouquet red roses. "Please set them on the desk for me, thank you Petty Officer." The Petty Officer placed them on her desk as she had requested.
"Welcome to Pensacola Major." She smiled.
"Well Major do you require anything else from me?"
"No Commander; if I need you, I'll come and find you." Mac gave her a last look and went about setting up her desk, but not before she pulled out the card from her Roses. She read over the card.
"Red Roses for my Rose,
I love you my Rose. Until later.
Love,
Harm"
Mac placed the card on her heart. She couldn't wait till this day would end and she would be back with Harm. Well now to get to work doing what she was sent here to do.
Naval Air Training Center
Pensacola Florida
"Keeter what the hell are you doing here?"
"I could ask you the same question Rabb."
"You first buddy boy!"
"Top secret! You know how I work."
"Ya! I know how you work."
"What brings you here? A JAG case? Oh and where's Mac?"
"I'm training here for the next 2 weeks before I ship out to the Patrick Henry."
"Really your left JAG? What about the eyes."
"I had them fixed, vision is perfect now."
"I've gotta say Harm; I didn't think you'd leave that Marine behind."
"Who says I did."
"Wait am I missing something here? I don't see a wedding band."
"Well not yet at least."
Keeter punch Harm in the arm; "You ole dog you. Finally got your head out of your six I see."
"Will you watch it, that's my future wife you're talking about."
"I somehow think that Marine can take care of herself."
"Oh she can. Trust me on that." It was at that moment that a certain marine Major walked up. "Well, well do I see Commander Keeter standing here?"
"Why Yes ma'am you do."
Harm eyed Keeter, than he looked at Mac. "Did I walk into the middle of something here." Mac said as she jesters between the two.
"No not at all ma'am."
"That's good; I'm here to steal this one away for lunch."
"Well make sure he eats a good meal. Oh! and he has protection"
Harm picked up on the joke from back in their Academy days. "Don't worry about me Commander, I eat right and I always carry protection." He smirked as he took off walking with one very confused Marine.
