Title : Where Do We Go From Here… (at last, Part III of the Trilogy!)

Author : Jaggie 107

Disclaimer : JAG and NCIS characters belong to DPB, CBS and Paramount. 'Sue Thomas, F.B.Eye' belongs to PAX TV – and I hope all parties will allow me to have fun for a little while, and replace them all when I'm done. Thank you. Rating : G to PG-13 (Just in case!)

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froggy0319 – 'Sigh', me too! Doubt very much it will happen before the end of season 10, tho', so we'll just have to resort to our fanfics to provide the answers we want! In the meantime, thanks for your review. Hope you like the next chapter, and please keep reading! jtbwriter – Hiya! Thanks for your review, as always. I'm waiting patiently for the next dose of Jack and Sue on TV and in the meantime I've got reruns and fanfics to keep me going! Plenty of ideas for my other favorite couple though! (Grins!) Hope you like this next chapter, and please keep reading! KJFlygirl87 – Thanks for your review. Happy to know you're still reading, and I hope you like this next chapter! Sarah – Hello and welcome to the story! I'm working toward the wedding! Thanks for your review, and I hope you like this next chapter. Please keep reading! starryeyes10 – Thanks for your review. I hope you like this next chapter, and please keep reading!

Outside Jack's Apartment – Washington DC – early Tuesday evening

"Special Agent Hudson?"

"Who are you?" Jack countered, reluctant to identify himself without his sidearm or back-up, as he was off-duty.

"I need to know I'm speaking to Jack Hudson, before I say anything further. I understand your reluctance, but I have information on your present case. My wife was a victim also."

Jack looked at the man in front of him. Casually dressed in jeans and a sweatshirt, with a camouflage jacket against the cold night air.

"You'd better come on inside, then. I'm Jack Hudson."

"I'm Joseph DeAndres." The man put out his hand in greeting, and Jack shook it, taking in the details that jumped out at him. The camouflage jacket, the short haircut, the air of quiet authority. "I know who you're looking for, sir."

Jack followed DeAndres into the entrance to his building and directed him up to his apartment. Once inside, he showed DeAndres to a chair, and then took the seat opposite him.

"How did you know where to find me?"

"I'm ex-military, sir. I made it my business to find you. I read in the news about the recent death, and it…it brought back memories, of my late wife…" DeAndres stopped talking for a moment, regained his composure, and continued.

"So, the act downstairs, about not knowing me? What was that about?"

"I had to be sure, sir. I was at the FBI building and you were pointed out to me, as the agent in charge, but there were two men standing nearby at the same time, and I couldn't tell which person had been indicated."

"So, you know where the other two live as well?"

"Only one of them. Agent Manning. I knew you were not African American." This was said with a slight smile as Jack grinned. That had ruled out Demetrius immediately.

"Okay, Mr DeAndres. I need you to tell me everything you know, and then I'm going to invite a friend of mine to hear you out tomorrow. Are you okay with that?"

"Yes, I am. There have been too many deaths already. It has to stop. Someone has to stop him."

"Stop who?"

"My former Commanding Officer. Marine Major General Torrance."

"If you have proof, why haven't you done something about it before now?"

"That's just it. I didn't have proof. My wife's death was ruled as suicide. I went after Torrance; I knew it was him. All I got was a dishonorable discharge for assaulting a senior officer."

Jack looked hard at DeAndres, and was unable to find any trace of guile in the man. If what he was saying was true, their case had just stepped up a gear.

"Under the circumstances, I guess your case came before a JAG court martial?" Jack asked, wondering what DeAndres would think of meeting a JAG officer.

"Yes."

"And what do you think of JAG officers now?"

"About the same as I do around a blocked latrine."

"That could be unfortunate. The man I want you to meet is a senior JAG officer; Captain Harmon Rabb, US Navy."

"You're kidding, right?"

"No. We've dealt recently with a case, and the co-operation between our two organizations worked very well. As soon as I heard about the connection to the military I involved the Captain."

"I won't deny anything I told you here tonight, but I don't have to like the guy either."

"Of course not," Jack agreed, and DeAndres nodded in acceptance, handing Jack a business card.

"Okay. I'll go now. You can reach me at this cell number."

"Where do you live?"

"I don't settle well these days. If you're successful in bringing this to court, I'm going to be hounded. Torrance has…friends in low places. It's better that I keep moving. Call me, tell me where to meet the Captain, and I'll be there."

"Okay. I'll do that."

FBI Headquarters – Wednesday Morning

"Harm, it's Jack. I had a visitor last night. A Joseph DeAndres."

"DeAndres? That name sounds familiar."

"Ex-Marine, dishonorable discharge, assaulted his commanding officer."

Jack could hear the wheels turning in Harm's mind as he recalled his past cases.

"Okay. I've got him. I didn't deal with the case, but I recall the details. His wife kil…" Harm stopped, and Jack spoke into the void.

"Killed herself. No suspicious circumstances. Found in a hotel in DC."

"He's the perp?"

"No." Jack's response was immediate, and Harm had no reason to doubt his judgment. "He gave me a name. Marine Major General Torrance. His commanding officer."

"The man he assaulted?" Harm sounded off an expletive, and Jack grinned.

"We can make this work, Harm. I know it's conflict of interest in respect to DeAndres testifying against the man, but we can probably sting Torrance ourselves. Get to him enough that he gives us the case. That's where DeAndres can help us."

"He can give us intel on the man."

"That's what I'm hoping. When can you meet this guy?"

"Today is good. I have staff meeting first. Once I juggle my cases, I can arrange a time."

"Call me when you're ready, and I'll contact DeAndres."

"Sounds good." Harm ended the call, and Jack replaced his handset on the desk. Sue looked up from her desk and smiled as he looked at her, but then she realized he was actually looking off in the distance, not focused.

"Jack?"

"Hmn?"

"You're miles away."

"Actually, I was thinking about last night. I had a visitor."

"I know. Me."

Jack grinned, and shook his head.

"When you left I was approached by a man called DeAndres."

"That could have been dangerous!" Sue exclaimed, but Jack shook his head.

"He's okay, Sue. I'm going to brief you all this morning, and then we're going to get together with Harm to talk to the guy in more detail."

"You want to involve NCIS yet?"

"After DeAndres gives us all he knows."

"Sounds good," Sue smiled once more, and Jack tipped his head as he looked at her. "What?" she asked, and Jack grinned.

"That's what Harm just said."

"Great minds think alike," Sue quipped, and picked up her notebook as Jack turned away to call the team together for his briefing. When he looked back she was waiting alongside Tara, curious to know what new information he had on their latest case.

JAG Headquarters – Wednesday morning

Harm replaced the handset on his desk and stood up, heading for the door to his room. At the same moment, Jennifer Coates came toward his office.

"Problem?" he asked, seeing the look on her face, but Jennifer shook her head.

"No, sir. At least not on my part. Sir, I need to talk to you and the Colonel, about a personal matter. May I come over tonight, after work?"

"Of course, Jen. In fact, it'll be good timing. Mattie's off on Friday for the Annapolis introduction, and Mac and I are busy tomorrow evening, so it gives us all a chance to be together before Mattie leaves. I know it's only a few days that Mattie's away, but it's a big step on her part."

"Yes, it is. I'm sure it's going to be great for her."

"You are my most favorite example of how the military works for someone, Jen. As well as being part of the family, of course!" Harm grinned, and Jennifer returned the gesture, before coming to attention at the sound of the Admiral's voice.

"Coates! My office, now! And bring Rabb with you!"

"I think we're being summoned, sir," Jennifer observed with a tilt of one eyebrow, and Harm laughed softly, following her back to the Admiral's office. When they got there, Mac was already seated, her bulk precluding her rising quickly, to come to attention alongside Harm and Jennifer.

"Don't you dare, Colonel!" Chegwidden saw Mac's abortive movements, and Harm's hand coming out to hold her arm. Both of them stopped and looked at him, and he relaxed his features. "Until further notice, Colonel, you are allowed to remain seated in my office. A salute is a salute, whether it's in a chair or standing."

"Yes, sir. Thank you." Mac was grateful, and Harm rose to his full height, giving her a quick smile before turning to face his commanding officer.

"You wanted to see me, sir?"

"Yes. It would appear NCIS have got wind of your latest venture with the FBI. Did you tell them?"

"No, sir. I wanted to wait until we had more details before approaching Gibbs. In fact, the case is actually the FBI's responsibility. Jack Hudson came to me based solely on the military connection. As the women all died in civilian jurisdiction…" Harm was interrupted as the Admiral waved his hand.

"I'm aware of that, and so is Gibbs."

"Then what is his involvement now?" Harm looked puzzled.

"One of the men related to these women was killed last night. That's how NCIS are involved."

"Very well, sir. I'll inform the FBI."

"Do that, and keep me posted. This is turning into a little more than I had first thought, and it needs to be brought under control. In the circumstances, I will transfer some of your cases around the office, then you can concentrate more on the developments in this case."

"Thank you, sir. That's appreciated." Harm glanced down at Mac, who was still seated, but listening intently to the conversation between her husband and her commanding officer. At that moment, Chegwidden turned his attention on her.

"Colonel," he began, and Mac acknowledged him.

"Sir."

tbc