AN: Sorry it took so long to update. It's exam time, but I only have one more to go and then I can really get into this story. If it's not what you expected than sorry, I haven't had time to edit or anything. This is an in-between chap so may be a little boring. I love writing Meg! Though if you look back on the episodes she is so very blunt...it's hard to put that in her letters. Reviews make my day and critisim is welcome. Enjoy!

xxx

Meg sat down on her couch. This had become her place to open Harm's letters. She kept all of them in a box, along with all of his pictures of him and the squadron. He had even sent her one of the CAG.

She had laughed when she saw that one.

Their letters to each other were light. Harm told her about his squadron, and she in turn told him about her cases. They had developed a pattern. Occasionally Harm would talk about his missions, but so far they were at a minimum. Meg felt her life was boring in comparison. A few cases here and there.

Her big surprise really had been her new partner. Or old whichever way you wanted to look at it.

Krennick.

Meg remembered her. Actually what stuck with her most was Harm's stories. Like the time Krennick went in his shower to find another woman. Poor Harm, Krennick had really been out to get him.

Apart from being fixated by Harm, Krennick wasn't that bad. She had saved Meg's life once when a bullet was shot into her skull. It wasn't something Meg was going to forget soon.

Beside Krennick didn't mind her Texan bluntness.

Anyway she held in her hands the latest letter from Harm. It had arrived this morning but she had waited all day to open it. Her hands were almost shaking with anticipation. She so looked forward to these letters.

Dear Meg,

So Krennick huh? They really brought that old fossil back? Looks like I won't be visiting JAG then. She asked about me?

What did the Admiral say about the Verity case? It sounds like that man is a nasty person. You really should have someone else with you on that case Meg. Don't take it as me underestimating your proficiency or ability, I would feel better though. The idea of you around a guy who is beating women up is concerning. For the guy too, wouldn't want you beating him up.

I meet on old face yesterday. Do you remember Skates? She is flying Tomcats on the Patrick Henry too. We had a ball just catching up on old times. Stayed up till one in the morning, just talking. Regretted it later of course, early morning flight at 0500 was hell.

The men are all doing fine. Daredevils the lot of them. I fit right in. You remember some of the stunts I've pulled. But there is the whole age thing. I am older and so not much chance of promotion. I'm not sure quite where I'm going at the moment. My talk with Skates was nice though, able to get it off my chest. She says I'm keeping up and with the fitness test coming up I guess that is a good thing. I need to pass, it proves something to the other guys, you know?

I have to report to the CAG and the XO at you well Meg.

Harm

She had mixed reactions about this letter.

Firstly, she could handle her own cases. She didn't need to be mollycoddled.

Secondly, Skates? Of course she remembered Skates. Harm would be overjoyed to meet her again. They had got on so well last time. But she felt almost jealous. Harm and her had no relationship per say. She had no right to feel this way about a perfectly nice woman. This was one time when she wouldn't be blunt so to Harm about her thoughts.

xxx

It took Meg a few days to have time to reply to Harm. The Jag office was full of important cases. They were short staffed. Everyone was snowed under in more cases than they could handle.

Meg settled into her chair. Carefully uncapped her pen and arranged the blank piece of paper in front of her.

Harm.

Krennick isn't that bad. She still holds a flame for you though. Had an interesting conversation about your dating life. Pity you don't have one, she has some ideas on how to improve it. Better hold off on visiting the office (but you better visit everyone sometime).

I can take the Verity case, sir. He is a bad man, but then I have dealt with my share of bad men in my life. I'm no snowflake. The Admiral handed over that case to me. We are all drowning in cases at the moment. Everyone is looking exhausted. I have a hearing for the court martial of a decorated marine in an hour. It's a sad story, sir. I can't do anything for him, too much evidence.

Skates. Say hi for me. Must be nice to see her again, hope she is doing well.

Admiral is calling for me. Fly safe.

Your partner

Meg

There that was nice enough. Meg put her face in her hands. She didn't do waiting well.

It was harder to gauge what Harm's relationship with Skates was like from a letter. She wanted to know what was happening. It was bugging her like crazy.