Chapter 119

Tuesday, May 25, 2004

1100 EST

JAG Headquarters

Falls Church, Virginia

AJ had realized that Sarah would have nothing at her apartment for the baby so he picked up the phone and called Toy R Us. He ordered the basics for Angel, diapers, formula, wipes, powder, and the like, as well as a bassinet for her to sleep in, instead of her carrier.

1415 EST

Mac's apartment

"What did I do, Mac? I was just explaining that changes cause a baby to be fussy. Gee, I would have thought everyone knew that," replied Chloe, taking Angela and sitting on the couch with her.

"You were talking about AJ and you know it!"

"Mac, you ARE the baby's mother, right?"

"I didn't give birth to her, but yes, she's mine."

"And that sexy Admiral, is her father legally, right?"

"Chloe, I don't want to talk about AJ!" Mac's voice broke and she turned her face away.

"Mac, he is her father, and whether you talk about it or not, you can't make him disappear. Of course, you can look on the bright side, he's older than you, and he'll probably die first," Chloe said, hiding her grin by burying her head in the baby's neck.

"Chloe!" Mac sobbed, "I don't want him dead!"

"You don't want to talk about him, you don't want him dead. What do you want, Mac? Geesh, for a bright attorney, you sure don't handle your love life very well," yelled Chloe over her shoulder. "Where's the squirt's diapers she's in bad need of a new one."

"Don't call her squirt, her name is Angela...she's daddy's little Angel..." Mac almost made it to her room before breaking down. Throwing herself across the bed, she wept for all she had lost.

"Hey, Mac, crying isn't going to help, remember you used to tell me that all the time. You love him and you want him. Aren't you a Marine? Don't they fight for want they want? Have you forgotten how to fight, or how to be a Marine?" asked Chloe, finishing diapering the baby. "What did you say the kid's name was? Angela? Kind of corny, isn't it?"

"No, I'm not a Marine anymore. My commission was terminated...and Angela is a beautiful name! AJ picked it out."

"Well, if you say so, I'm getting rid of this shi..poopie diaper. You go ahead and have a good cry. Maybe it'll make you feel better. I doubt it, usually gives me a headache, but enjoy," smiled Chloe, leaving Mac crying on the bed as she took Angela out and shut the door. Going over to the phone she searched through the speed dial list and then hit AJ's number.

Seeing Mac's number on his caller ID on the cell phone he quickly flipped it open, "Sarah! Darling, I am so glad you called!"

"That'd be, 'Chloe Darling', Admiral Vigorous. Just thought you'd like to know that Mac's lying in bed bawling her eyes out. By the way cute kid you two have. Poopie and stinky, but cute," grinned Chloe.

"Chloe! How are they? Sarah's crying? Why?"

"'Cause she's madly in love with you, Admiral V. Geesh, I would have thought you'd have figured that out by now. Don't they pay you the big bucks for being smart and knowing these things?" asked Chloe, rolling her eyes as she jiggled the baby.

"You're wrong, Chloe, we were getting along just fine, till she got her memory back and she remembered that she loved Rabb."

"You think Mac's in love with Harm? Man, you need to have your head checked. They used to be really tight friends, but last time I was here that wasn't even happening. Yeah, they were still friends, but things had changed. She had even outgrown him as a friend. And don't tell me I don't know what I'm talking about, because I do. I talk to Mac all the time, and we're close, not like her and Harm, but still close. And it's you she's in there crying about now, NOT Harm! Think about that one, Admiral V," smiled Chloe, hanging up the phone before he could reply.

After being hung up on by Mac's 'little sister', AJ called the florist he normally used and placed an order for Sarah.

An hour later, four dozen white roses arrived at Sarah's door...

To be continued….