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Ch 5

When Cathy came to, she was not able to see where she was, nor

was she able to move. She smelled the odor of disinfectant in

the air and surmised that she must be in a hospital bed. She

also noted that she was not able to move her right hand, which

was covered by something warm and soft, another hand. Feeling

the rough texture of a Marine Corps ring, Cathy guessed that it must

be Mac's.

"Mac?" she uttered, quietly. Mac's head shot off the edge of the

bed, where she had been dozing.

"Hey there, sleepyhead!" she greeted Cathy,"We've all been

waiting for you to wake up."

"Mac," Cathy asked," why can't I see?"

Mac held back the hand that Cathy started to raise to her face,

telling her, "Your eyes are just bandaged, sweetheart. They'll be

fine, but the doctor wants to leave the bandages on a little longer,

to make sure that they don't get infected."

"Why can't I move my legs?"

"They're in a plaster cast."

"My other arm too?"

Mac nodded in reply as Doctor Mark walked through the door and

commented," So I hear that my favorite patient is finally

awake."

As he checked Catriona out, Mac went to phone Harm at JAG, to

give him the good news.

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That evening, the room was packed with well-wishers from JAG,

who had all come to see 'The Sleeping Beauty.'

"You did a pretty good job, keeping us on the edge of our seats like

that," The Admiral joked.

"How long have I been out of it?" Cathy asked.

"Nearly seven weeks now," Harm told her.

Just then, Doctor Mark returned, announcing to the group,

"I hate to be the one to disrupt the party, but I'm going to

need to see my patient for a moment."

As the JAG staff filed out of the room, Dr. Mark asked Catriona, "How

about we take those bandages off and see how your eyes are doing?"

Cathy readily agreed, but asked, "Can Harm and Mac stay?"

"Sure," Dr. Mark told her, turning out the lights, then removing a

pair of scissors from his coat pocket, proceeded to snip away the

bandages covering Cathy's eyes. As they fell away, Cathy

opened and shut her eyes a couple of times, then stared

straight ahead.

After giving her eyes a minute to adjust, Dr, Mark

asked her, "Anything?" Cathy just shook her head. Harm and Mac

stood anxiously in the corner of the room.

"Not even shadows?"

"No nothing."

"Oh, I wouldn't worry at all, just yet," Dr. Mark insisted, "Your eyes

are just going to need a bit more time. Your whole body

has been working overtime to repair itself. Your eyesight

wasn't so high priority, so your eyes will just need a bit more

time. They'll heal with time Catriona. "

After a second, he continued, "But I think that tomorrow, we'll be

able to take the casts of you right leg and your arm."

Cathy just nodded, laying her head down on the pillow and

closing her eyes.

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At the end of the week, Cathy was discharged from the hospital

and Harm and Mac wheeled her out to the hospital pick-up area,

where Bud Roberts had brought the car around to. Harriet opened the

hospital entrance door and Harm pushed Cathy up to the car, as Mac

opened the car door. Harm carefully lifted Cathy into his arms and she

put her arms around his neck, tensing a little.

"It's okay," he told her, "I've got you."

At this, she relaxed and Mac smiled as she pulled Harm closer,

A breeze blowing across them, ruffling Cathy's long blond curls. Her

clear blue eyes reflected a peace that Mac hadn't seen in

the girl since before they had left Nigeria.

On the journey home Catriona sat in between Mac and Harriet in

the back seat, as Harm sat in the front with Bud, who was

driving. Cathy kept trying to keep her eyes open, much to Mac

and Harriet's amusement, but finally gave in, slumping against

Mac's shoulder. Mac then put an arm around her, rubbing the

temple of her head, as it rested against her collar bone.

Once they had gotten home to Mac's place, Catriona insisted that Harm

and Mac do nothing for her, but contented herself to crawl around on

the floor, since the considerable pain in her hips and legs, not to

mention a bulky cast, prevented her from straightening out her legs and standing.

Harm and Mac watched in amazed silence as Cathy moved about the apartment, memorizing where each object stood, how far the coffee table was from the kitchen, where the bedroom was from the front door.

At that moment, Harm's cell phone rang and he answered it, to find that his

Mother was on the other end of the line.

"Hi Mom! You're not in D.C., are you?" he asked her

"Yes darling, I just got in. Frank is on his way to an

important conference in L.A., but he dropped me off at The

Hilton, before he left to catch his next flight."

"But you weren't supposed to be in until next Wednesday. You

didn't cut your vacation cruise short, did you?"

"Now Harmon Rabb, Jr., it's already bad enough that you didn't

tell me that Cathy was in the hospital until a week ago, but

now you're refusing my help when I'm volunteering it..."

"No Mom, I just didn't expect you for another three days is all

...And about me delaying telling you about Cathy, I just didn't want

to ruin your cruise. It isn't every day that a woman gets taken on a

second honeymoon. Besides, I wasn't able to contact the ship for two

weeks. I did intend to let you know sooner..."

"It's alright darling, I understand. Now, I'm just going to get unpacked, then I'll be right round."

"Alright Mom, we'll see you in a little while," Harm replied,

hanging up.

A week before, after finally reaching Frank and Trish, they had

broken the news to Trish that Cathy was in the hospital, but had told

her nothing about how she had sustained her injuries. She had

agreed, only too glad to help, when Harm and Mac had asked

her if she could come to D.C. to help take care of Cathy during the

day, while they were working. They had told her that it

would only be for a week or so, until one of them could get some more

time off, but Trish insisted that she would remain as long as she was

needed.

Now, as the doorbell rang, Mac stood up from the couch, where

she had continued to watch Cathy move around the apartment.

Mac greeted Trish, but stepped outside and closed the door

behind her as she prepared to tell her what had happened to

Cathy.

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