Chapter 3
Saturday 0715 Local Time Harm's Apartment, North of Union Station, D.C.
I turned off my alarm clock, which had been ringing for at least the last five minutes. That's why I'm always late to work, I ignore my alarm clock. I glance at the time. 0716, okay. Wait, did that say seven-sixteen? Damn, now I'm on the verge of being late, again. Question is who'll chew me out first, Mac or the Admiral? Probably Mac, she'll see me first. Oh great, now she's really gonna kill me, I'm supposed to pick her up! Her car's still in the garage! I am dead. I am dead. I am dead...
I whizzed around my apartment getting ready, and managed to screech out of here ten minutes before I needed to be at JAG. Unfortunately, it would take at least ten minutes to get to Mac's and another fifteen from hers' to JAG ops. I would be a minimum of fifteen minutes late, and Mac would no doubt be chewing me out the whole way. That is, if she didn't kill me on sight..
(Mac's POV)
Same Day 0759 Local Time Mac's Apartment, Georgetown
My doorbell rings. It's Harm, only Harm would be this late.
"YOU"RE LATE!" I scream at him. I immediately regret it. He looks like he rolled out of bed, you know that exhausted-messed-up look some people have in the morning. He'd already had a hard week, I had nailed him and his client at work. The Admiral had chewed him out for some minor mistakes every day this last week, and now he was trying his best to get up far earlier on Saturday than he was used to. To pick up his friend who was more than likely to kill him on spot. His eyes told me everything.
"Sorry Mac." he mumbled. I felt sorry for him, but not so sorry that I was going to apologize. I just wasn't going to chew him out.
"Come on.' I growled, grabbing his wrist and dashing down the stairs.
We were silent for the car ride, but despite the fact he drove as quickly as he could without breaking speed limits, we were still seventeen minutes and forty-three seconds late. Very few people were there except for a few Petty Officers, and a Lieutenant or two, and of course, Tiner and Gunny.
Gunny saluted us on our way in, "Hello Ma'am, Sir, I didn't know you two were working today."
"We aren't really Gunny, we just need to talk to the Admiral." Harm answers.
"See you on Monday then." Said Gunny. We had already passed him at that point. I rushed back.
"Gunny-we're going TAD, I don't know when we'll be back. Please tell everyone we said goodbye."
He was momentarily confused, "Where are you going?" he asked.
"Classified, sorry Gunny." I rush off.
When I get to the Admiral's office, I realize with a wince, that the Admiral was yelling at Harm again, for being late. I decide he doesn't need this again, and speak up.
"Admiral, sir, the Commander would have been here on time, except he had to come pick me up. My car's still in the garage sir, for repairs."
"Colonel, I appreciate you being more forthcoming than the Commander. Either way though, he should have calculated enough time to pick you up, and get here on time. Fortunately for you two, the Agency has yet to arrive."
As he finished Webb walked right in. "The Agency has arrived AJ." He continued, "Colonel, Commander, here are your passports, ID's and military records. Commander, you will have to substitute these ribbons for your others." He continues to pass us items. "Finally, Colonel, these are all the uniforms you should need." He gives me a huge stack of every type of a female Naval Officer's uniforms. Ranging from Dress Whites, to combat uniforms and Dress Blues. Sheesh, how long are we gonna be there?
"Now Admiral, it is imperative that Mac not be seen in her Naval uniforms. Therefore, we must let her change here, and she can put her long coat on over her uniform."
"I didn't bring a coat Webb, and there is no way I'm changing in here with all of you. No disrespect meant." Well, maybe if it were just Harm..STOP IT Mackenzie, now!
"You have a coat now." He replies, handing me a coat that'll easily go down to my ankles. Great, an ankle-length coat to wear in late August.
"Alright, everyone out.. You have seven minutes Colonel." grumbled my CO. They filed out, Harm being the last one.
"Thanks Mac for saving my six."
"Try not to be late again, squid.' I reply. He grins and walks out.
Now is it a blue or white uniform I'm to wear? "Harm!" I call, "Is it blue or white season?"
"White." Answers the Admiral gruffly.
I stripped out of my Marine greens for what would be the last time in what looked like months. It felt really weird changing in my CO's office, but it's not like I was doing it in front of them. The uniform fit perfectly, and I noticed that not only did I have a new set of ribbons, but my own pair of gold wings. Webb must have mixed them up with Harm's stuff. I took them off, and slipped on the rings Webb gave me. I put on the white heels. I don't know how I'll hid these. Then I adjusted the collar. The men knocked on the door. I was now fully dressed, "Come in." I reply. Don't let Harm make a scene...PLEASE...
A/N: Glad to see the last chapter was so popular! I've been dying to get Harm to eat some meat. Okay, why did I say that???? Please, if you like this story enough, tell your friends on FF about it. You know the routine by now, reviews please. Thank You!!!! You guys are great!!!!!
Saturday 0715 Local Time Harm's Apartment, North of Union Station, D.C.
I turned off my alarm clock, which had been ringing for at least the last five minutes. That's why I'm always late to work, I ignore my alarm clock. I glance at the time. 0716, okay. Wait, did that say seven-sixteen? Damn, now I'm on the verge of being late, again. Question is who'll chew me out first, Mac or the Admiral? Probably Mac, she'll see me first. Oh great, now she's really gonna kill me, I'm supposed to pick her up! Her car's still in the garage! I am dead. I am dead. I am dead...
I whizzed around my apartment getting ready, and managed to screech out of here ten minutes before I needed to be at JAG. Unfortunately, it would take at least ten minutes to get to Mac's and another fifteen from hers' to JAG ops. I would be a minimum of fifteen minutes late, and Mac would no doubt be chewing me out the whole way. That is, if she didn't kill me on sight..
(Mac's POV)
Same Day 0759 Local Time Mac's Apartment, Georgetown
My doorbell rings. It's Harm, only Harm would be this late.
"YOU"RE LATE!" I scream at him. I immediately regret it. He looks like he rolled out of bed, you know that exhausted-messed-up look some people have in the morning. He'd already had a hard week, I had nailed him and his client at work. The Admiral had chewed him out for some minor mistakes every day this last week, and now he was trying his best to get up far earlier on Saturday than he was used to. To pick up his friend who was more than likely to kill him on spot. His eyes told me everything.
"Sorry Mac." he mumbled. I felt sorry for him, but not so sorry that I was going to apologize. I just wasn't going to chew him out.
"Come on.' I growled, grabbing his wrist and dashing down the stairs.
We were silent for the car ride, but despite the fact he drove as quickly as he could without breaking speed limits, we were still seventeen minutes and forty-three seconds late. Very few people were there except for a few Petty Officers, and a Lieutenant or two, and of course, Tiner and Gunny.
Gunny saluted us on our way in, "Hello Ma'am, Sir, I didn't know you two were working today."
"We aren't really Gunny, we just need to talk to the Admiral." Harm answers.
"See you on Monday then." Said Gunny. We had already passed him at that point. I rushed back.
"Gunny-we're going TAD, I don't know when we'll be back. Please tell everyone we said goodbye."
He was momentarily confused, "Where are you going?" he asked.
"Classified, sorry Gunny." I rush off.
When I get to the Admiral's office, I realize with a wince, that the Admiral was yelling at Harm again, for being late. I decide he doesn't need this again, and speak up.
"Admiral, sir, the Commander would have been here on time, except he had to come pick me up. My car's still in the garage sir, for repairs."
"Colonel, I appreciate you being more forthcoming than the Commander. Either way though, he should have calculated enough time to pick you up, and get here on time. Fortunately for you two, the Agency has yet to arrive."
As he finished Webb walked right in. "The Agency has arrived AJ." He continued, "Colonel, Commander, here are your passports, ID's and military records. Commander, you will have to substitute these ribbons for your others." He continues to pass us items. "Finally, Colonel, these are all the uniforms you should need." He gives me a huge stack of every type of a female Naval Officer's uniforms. Ranging from Dress Whites, to combat uniforms and Dress Blues. Sheesh, how long are we gonna be there?
"Now Admiral, it is imperative that Mac not be seen in her Naval uniforms. Therefore, we must let her change here, and she can put her long coat on over her uniform."
"I didn't bring a coat Webb, and there is no way I'm changing in here with all of you. No disrespect meant." Well, maybe if it were just Harm..STOP IT Mackenzie, now!
"You have a coat now." He replies, handing me a coat that'll easily go down to my ankles. Great, an ankle-length coat to wear in late August.
"Alright, everyone out.. You have seven minutes Colonel." grumbled my CO. They filed out, Harm being the last one.
"Thanks Mac for saving my six."
"Try not to be late again, squid.' I reply. He grins and walks out.
Now is it a blue or white uniform I'm to wear? "Harm!" I call, "Is it blue or white season?"
"White." Answers the Admiral gruffly.
I stripped out of my Marine greens for what would be the last time in what looked like months. It felt really weird changing in my CO's office, but it's not like I was doing it in front of them. The uniform fit perfectly, and I noticed that not only did I have a new set of ribbons, but my own pair of gold wings. Webb must have mixed them up with Harm's stuff. I took them off, and slipped on the rings Webb gave me. I put on the white heels. I don't know how I'll hid these. Then I adjusted the collar. The men knocked on the door. I was now fully dressed, "Come in." I reply. Don't let Harm make a scene...PLEASE...
A/N: Glad to see the last chapter was so popular! I've been dying to get Harm to eat some meat. Okay, why did I say that???? Please, if you like this story enough, tell your friends on FF about it. You know the routine by now, reviews please. Thank You!!!! You guys are great!!!!!