A/N: I am re-doing Chapter three. I am adding a little bit more on the chapter. I will get to Chapter Four soon. Working on another story that I need to finish which is "A Kindred Spirit" that includes Cassie as well. Hope your enjoying the story so far. Let me know if it needs twicked a little. Thanks a bunch. SC

Disclaimer: Do not own the following shows; JAG/NCIS belongs to DPB, Don P. Bellisario Productions; CBS, Paramount, etc; Stargate SG1 belongs to Sci-Fi Channel, Showtime, Paramount, etc.; CSI New York and CSI Miami belong to Jerry Bruckheimer Television, CBS Productions and Paramount, etc.

A/U: In this story I have Sheldon Hawkes as reservist in the Navy as a Lieutenant Commander. I thought this would be a perfect place to put him.

NOTES: DOD= Department of the Defense

HS= Homeland Security

CO= Commanding Officer

Chapter Three

Once Mac reached JFK airport he sought out his long time friend, Harmon Rabb Jr. They had met at a bar when Mac accepted the job with the NYPD after resigning from the Marines. Harm was going through survivors guilt and was sitting at the bar getting royally soused. Mac had understood perfectly; he had been there with Corporal Whitney. He had helped the then young lieutenant by talking it through. Now, Harm was a retired Admiral in the Navy with a beautiful wife and two beautiful daughters.

As Mac rounded the corner of the hanger, he noticed Harm and Mattie getting the by-plane ready for take off, he smiled, "Hey you two."

Mattie turned at Mac's voice and immediately had a small smile on her face, "Hey 'Uncle' Mac."

Harm watched the urgency of his friend and noticed they didn't have time for small talk, "Mattie is that line in?"

Mattie looked at her handy work. Nothing was coming off this baby, "Yup, the line is in and in working order, sir?" She jumped down and mocked saluted them both.

Both Harm and Mac grinned at Mattie's antics and returned the salute.

"Well, you ready to head to Miami," Harm asked as he climbed into the cockpit.

Mac nodded his head as proceeded to get into the passenger side of the by-plane.

Harm radioed the air traffic controller in the tower that they were ready to take off and within 10 minutes they were up in the air headed to Miami.

Miami-Dade Police Department Crime Lab

Ryan put the phone down on its cradle and sighed. This was going to be the hardest thing he ever had to do. He had to tell his boss, that he looked to as a father, that his son Kyle was in the infirmary on the USS Seahawk and that Mac from the New York Lab was on his way here. He got up and out the door of the A/V lab before anyone could find out what was wrong.

Ryan took a deep breath as he knocked on Horatio's door and heard "enter" come with in. As he took in his boss' office at a glance, Ryan also knew that H was watching his every move.

"Mr. Wolfe?"

Ryan knew spitting out what he had to say was the easiest route, so he just said what he came to say, "I received a call from Detective Jo Danville from the New York Crime Lab. Detective Mac Taylor is on his way here to speak to you about Kyle."

Horatio's face blanched just a little. His mask was back in place but anyone who knew him, knew that there was turmoil behind his eyes, "Continue Mr. Wolfe."

"At this point all I know is that Kyle is aboard the USS Seahawk."

Horatio got up grabbed his jacket off the back of his chair and motioned for Ryan to follow. He proceeded down to the ballistics lab to talk to Calleigh to let her know that she was in charge of the lab while he was gone and explained why.

"Go H we'll be fine," Eric said after hearing where his brother-in-law was going.

"Let us know how he is," Calleigh said as her concern for Kyle was evident in her eyes.

"Will do," Horatio said as he and Ryan exited the ballistics lab and headed out toward the Hummers sitting outside the lab that would take them to the airport.

Miami-Date Airport,

Miami Airport

Horatio Caine watched as the yellow by plane landed with barely a bump. When he had arrived he had informed security that a Detective from New York was landing and that it had to do with National Security. He had given the play-by-play from General O'Neill not six months ago and knew if something happened to Kyle that it had to be big.

Both Horatio and Ryan watched as Detective Mac Taylor and another man exit the by plane with precision of military men. He knew that Mac had been in the Marines but he didn't know about the pilot, who he watched with interest. The pilot stood at about 6'4" built like a football player but had the ear markings of someone who had been in the service for quite sometime.

Once the two were close enough Mac began the introductions, " Lt. Horatio Caine and Officer Ryan Wolfe meet Harmon Rabb Jr."

"Hello Sir"

Harm waved him off, "I have been out of the Navy for a good two years please its Harm or Hammer which ever you prefer."

Ryan was confused just a little. He had heard about the dirty nuke on the news and a couple of fighter planes were heading it away from the carrier group after that he just ignored it and went back to his work, which at that time was being a beat cop, "Sir I am a little curious, were you one of the pilots that lead a dirty nuke away from the carrier group?"

Harm looked slightly embarrassed, "Yes I was Mr. Wolfe. Feels like it was yesterday but an actuality it has been about 12 years ago now."

Ryan nodded his head as he noticed H and Mac wanted to get down to business. So switching gears he started the conversation, "What's going on with Ryan?"

H knew that Ryan was getting down to business but he knew that a public airport like this had to have "ears" and didn't want anybody tipping their hand when it came to his son, "Gentleman why don't we talk about this in a more private setting."

The all agreed and headed off toward the Crime Lab and it's secure conference room.