Mack had already decided to call it a night, he'd follow this twin of Wolf West tomorrow. But first he had to stop by the prison where West was, he'd loaned one of the guards there ten bucks the last time he was there because the guard had almost run out of gas getting to work, and didn't have anything with him other than his driver's license. With his suspension, he needed the funds. Maybe Wolf might let it slip that there was another West on the loose. His personal cell phone rang, and when he saw who it was, he had to answer. She never called his cell number. "Hi, Mom...When...I'll be there in a few hours, just need to go home and back a bag." Wolf would have to wait, his dad had suffered a massive stroke, and the outcome didn't look good.

At the jazz club

Harm realized who it was that reminded him of Renee. If it was the same gal, he hadn't seen Cindy Martin since grade school, her mom remarried and she'd moved away. He may have only been in first grade, but he had a major crush on her.

"Mac, the couple sitting close to us, if I'm not mistaken, she was my very first girlfriend, or so I thought at the time, I was in first grade. Her mom remarried, if I remember right."

It took Harm a few minutes longer to make up his mind to see whether or not he was right about the woman. Mac finally persuaded him. "It can't hurt to ask her, and then I want to dance."

Harm got up and walked over to their table. "Excuse me, but are you Cindy Martin?. I'm Harm Rabb, from Jason Lee Elementary. Mrs. Prescott's class."

The look on her face was astonishment, "Yes, I am, but I haven't gone by Martin since 1969, we were adopted by my stepfather. I'm Cindy Crenshaw, and I live here in Palm Springs, I work as a morning DJ."

"My wife and I are just in the area for a few days, we live in DC, I'm head of a children's advocacy foundation." The two classmates exchanged pleasantries for a few more minutes before Cindy and her husband had to go.

The Rabb's stayed as late as they dared, knowing they had an early morning planned. The romantic evening that started at the jazz club continued well into the night.

_JAG_

Friday morning

Rubicon Resort

Palm Springs, California

They felt as if they'd slept in, even though they woke up at six o'clock. That was the advantage to being on the West Coast when you lived on the East Coast. They enjoyed a shower, together, taking advantage of having no one to possibly interrupt them. Afterwords, they ordered breakfast from room service. Harm had an early tee time scheduled, glad that the golf clubs he kept in La Jolla had arrived in time. They had picked them up and stored them in their room before heading out to the jazz club the night before. He headed toward the golf course, planning on spending several minutes at the driving range.

When it was close to tee time he walked over to the first hole, and wondered who he was playing with. He recognized one of the older men, Jed Brady, who ran a like-minded advocacy firm here in California. The other two men were complete strangers.

Brady didn't care for the two men, who were the epitome of the stereotypical attorney. Working with the advocacy group would look good for them, and he needed the influx in cash, especially in this economy. Brady recognized the young man who was caddying for them. A local boy that had just passed the bar. Brady wasn't sure if Dewey, Cheatham, and Howe was the best firm for the young man, whose family was not always above board in their dealings.

Harm noticed that the caddy was following him with more intensity than the others. He didn't think that much about it, maybe he'd been asked by one of his superiors to keep an eye on him.

The foursome played a round of golf, with Rabb and Brady doing much better than the other two. Part of it was pure ability, the other was that Rabb was taking his frustrations out on the poor defenseless golf balls. When invited to join them for lunch Harm declined. "I have already made plans, thank you though." During their round of golf he and Jed had exchanged information. It would be advantageous for both to combine forces to help children.

Meanwhile Mac had spent the morning at the spa. Even though she was early, they took her into the spa and got her ready for pampering.

Cheryl West and her benefactor were just minutes behind Mac in arriving at the spa.

Author's Note(does anyone recognize by what show the name Cindy Martin is more familiarly known as? )

Mac was getting ready for her massage, getting into the robe and slippers provided, and putting everything she came with into the locker the spa provided. She was thinking about Harm's encounter with his first crush, even then she was a blonde, and Harm had told her she had always had her hair curly, she had two older sisters, he'd adored from but they were too old for him. The eldest had been in junior high.

As she was getting ready she heard the other women enter their cubicles, they were obviously friends because they were continuing their talk as they entered the small rooms. "The kids were squirrelly last night, I had to finally ask Hope what was going on, she's the one most likely to give me an honest answer. Apparently, someone who looks like their dad is in town, and it caused a bit of a stir."

That caught Mac's ear, after all, Harm had nearly been arrested the day before, because of his likeness to someone. She herself had thrown Harm for a loop when they first met due to her likeness to Diane Schonke.

"Logan was at the police station when the guy came in, and when the guy was released he hightailed it here to the Rubicon as this is where the guy is staying."

"How does your husband feel about having a lawyer in the family?" the other lady asked.

"You'd think he'd be thrilled, but he and Logan have never seen eye to eye, they are too different. Cal and his father, on the other hand, let's just say he's his father's son. Let's talk about something else. Today is a happy day."

Mac was pretty sure that this was the wife of the guy who looked like Harm. It sounded like her kids were older, if one was old enough to be an attorney. However, she wasn't going to worry about it, she was going to put all her worries and stresses away for the morning and enjoy the pampering. A few hours later, after having a body wrap and massage, she was ready for a manicure and pedicure.

The other two were also to have a manicure and pedicure as they were guided to a table next to Mac. One was blondish and in her forties. The other woman looked a good ten years older. As their nails were worked on, Mac asked the blonde a question. "Do you live here in Palm Springs?"

She nodded.

"My husband and I are here for the weekend, and were wanting to do something, go somewhere that a local person would go to, do something not so touristy." Mac asked.

"I have a few ideas, it depends on what you're into." Cheryl gave Mac several pointers, and the other women in the room did as well."

"Thank you, I'll tell my husband. He's going to meet me here, in...seven minutes." They were amazed that she didn't even look at her watch or a clock. That would be just enough time for her to dry her nails. She'd already changed into the clothes she'd worn over to the spa.

"Mrs. West, Mrs. Carmichael, when you are finished, we will have you come to patio for your lunch" the receptionist said as Mac signed for services rendered which would not go on their bill due to the ineptitude of the detective.

Mac said her goodbye's to the two women and the workers of the spa. She could see Harm coming up the sidewalk.

Cheryl noticed, as the door opened for Mac to exit, that there was a man that looked amazingly like her husband. In the glance that she had, she could tell this man was a different breed of cat than Wolf. She wondered if she'd ever see him in person. If she hadn't heard about this guy who looked like Wolf from her kids, she would have likely caused a scene that would have embarrassed her later.

"Harm, you'd never believe this..." Mac began after getting a kiss from her husband.