Chapter 31

(Mac's POV)

Four weeks later.......

I hear voices, but I can't see anything. It's the Admiral, and some one I don't recognize, and... my uncle?

I open my eyes and can't see much for awhile, then people and shapes begin to form.

"She's waking up!" said my uncle.

"Mac? How are you feeling?" asks the Admiral.

My vision focuses, and I see the Admiral and my uncle leaning over me with a doctor in the background.

"As well as can be expected." I say hoarsely, "But, I have to know, Harm-is he-dead? I tried so hard to save him! Then, he saved me." I break into sobs.

"Harm was barely alive when they found you Mac." Said the Admiral, "As were you. He took three shots to the chest and one is his right leg, not to mention various cuts and slashes. He's still alive, but unconscious. You were shot in the left leg and left chest. You also had whip marks on your back. Though we have no idea where they came from. You served the Corps well out there Mac, I'm proud of you and Harm."

"I am too Sarah." Said my uncle with tears in his eyes. "When they called me at Leavenworth to say you were dying I was devastated, but you've shown your colors and pulled through."

"How did you get out here?" I asked softly.

"A Mr. Webb not only got me out of Leavenworth, but your sailor's performance in the courtroom years ago made me eligible for pardon. (A/N: Not sure, I never saw that episode.) Webb managed to obtain the pardon, and so here I am today a free man."

I smiled through my tears, looking at both men. The Admiral spoke,

"Well, Webb was under a death threat if he didn't get it."

We all laughed. "How's JAG doing Sir?" I ask.

"Mac, you won't be back on duty for a very long time in case you were wondering." He said with mock sternness, "As for the office they're all very anxious for you, but they couldn't all come. They have turned your room and Harm's into greenhouses though." He said with a laugh, and I looked around and saw he was not exaggerating. There was not room for another batch, flowers were EVERYWHERE.

"Sir, I must see Harm now. I need to know he's okay." I plead.

"Well, speaking of that devil. I'll have you know the doctors were very confused. You two seem to be linked as one soul or something. When one of you got worse, so did the other, and when one improved so did the other. In fact, your wounds were not as serious as his, but you were almost worse off than him when you came in. You didn't improve until he did. In all my years I've never seen anything like it. But," he said drawing back a curtain, "here he is."

My uncle adjusted my bed so I could look into Harm's room. What I saw shocked me. He had an oxygen mask on, and he was tied up worse than I was. I had never seen him like this, my strong partner...... It brought tears to my eyes as I stared at the man next door wrapped in bandages, covered in tubes and a mask. The Admiral pulled the curtain shut, "You can look some other time when he's better." He says gravely.

They spoke to me for awhile longer before the Admiral left to bring Harm's parents back to the hospital. My uncle and I talked a little more, but I grew tired, so he left, and I fell asleep.

A/N: Thanks for reviewing!!

JLJ: Story is nearly done, just three-maybe four more chapters until finish...

Maria: Well thank you. Was that a threat though? (Just kiddingï