REVEALED SECRETS
Author: Musicat
Disclaimer: I do not own any other these characters. I
am simply borrowing them for entertainment purposes
only.
Rating: PG13
Summary: Harm and Mac are sent to Norfolk to
investigate the shooting of a Naval Officer. Harm
deals with a pain from the past. Shipper Alert!
Comments: Welcome at musicat12@yahoo.com. Thanks and
enjoy!


0330 Zulu (2230 EST)
Portsmouth Naval Hospital
Portsmouth, Virginia

“What have we got?” Commander Rachel McKenna called
out from the nurse’s station, as two paramedics rushed
into the Emergency Room with a stretcher. 
“Gun shot wound to the chest. B.P is 90 over 40, pulse
145. Tags say patient is O neg,” one medic answered.
“Patient was unconscious when we arrived at the
scene,” the second medic added.
“Lt. Michaels, get the O.R prepped for immediate
surgery.” Commander McKenna ordered and the Lt. ran to
the O.R.

Commander McKenna, the doctor on duty, and her nurse,
Lieutenant Courtney Parry ran to meet the stretcher.
“What’s his name?” Parry asked.
“Jake?” Commander McKenna questioned in shock as she
recognized the patient.
“You know him Ma’am?” Lt. Parry asked.
“This is Lieutenant Commander Jake Hollis. He his
stationed at Norfolk,” she answered without thinking.
“Ah I met him at a party last year,” she added, hoping
no one caught the fear and awkwardness in her voice.
“Is there an exit wound?” Parry asked the paramedics
as Commander McKenna stared down at the man before
her.
“No exit wound Ma’am,” the medic replied.
“Commander? Ma’am?” Ensign Christopher Raymond tried
to get the Commander’s attention.
“Sorry,” she apologized as she snapped out of it.
“Let’s get him to surgery immediately. We have to get
that bullet out of him,” McKenna ordered. The medical
staff took the stretcher from the paramedics and
rushed it into the O.R.

The two paramedics turned to head back to their
ambulance. As they reached the doors of the emergency
room, two police officers approached them.

“Excuse me, did you just transport a gun shot victim
from Monticello Ave in Norfolk?” the first officer ask
the medics.
“Yes we did, and you are?” the medic responded.
“Sorry, I am Detective James Grissom and this is my
partner, Detective Mike Waters. We are with the
Norfolk Homicide division. What can you tell us about
the victim? He was military right?” he started.
“Yes sir. A Lieutenant Commander Jake Hollis from the
Norfolk Naval Base,” the medic answered.
“You got that all from his tags?” detective Waters
questioned.
“No sir. The doctor, Commander McKenna recognized him
sir,” the second medic replied.
“What is the patient’s condition?” Grissom asked.
“He was unconscious upon arrival at the scene. Single
gun shot wound to the chest, no exit wound. He is in
surgery as we speak,” the medic replied.
“Thank you. My partner will need your names in case we
need to talk with you again,” Grissom told them.

He nodded goodbye and headed to the nurse’s station.
Detective Waters took the paramedics names and allowed
them to leave. After parting from the medics, Waters
joined Grissom at the desk.

“We can’t get any more information until Dr. McKenna
is out of surgery,” Grissom told his partner.
“You mean Commander McKenna sir?” Waters corrected.
“Yes. Commander McKenna. We had better get back to the
crime scene before they send in JAG to step on our
toes.” Grissom told him as he began heading for the
exit.
“Sir?” Waters replied in confusion.
“Never worked with JAG Mike?” Grissom asked.
“No sir. What’s the problem?” Waters returned.
“Well I have. And if they send who I think they are
going to send, we are in for a long week,” he replied
as they exited the hospital.

1830 Zulu (1330 EST)
JAG Headquarters
Falls Church, Virginia

“Loss of pay for 30 days and no confinement,” Harm
offered.
“Harm he beat a man unconscious. Three months
confinement, and a dishonorable discharge,” Mac
countered.
“He was protecting a child from being abused by the
boy’s father. One month confinement and he stays in
the corp.” Harm returned.
“And he gets anger management counseling,” Mac added.
“Done,” Harm agreed with a smile.

“You know he is really getting off easy,” Mac started
as they headed for the coffee maker.
“So he made an error in judgment, doesn’t mean he
shouldn’t get another chance,” Harm told her.
“Well you would know about that better than anyone
Harm,” she returned with a sly smile.
“And what are you getting at Colonel?” he returned
trying to sound innocent. 
“Do I have to remind you of that time you shot off a
gun in the courtroom?” she stated.
“Ok maybe I misjudged that one, but I still won the
case Mac,” Harm replied with his trademark ‘flyboy’
smile.
“That smile is only going to get you so far Harm,” she
replied teasingly.
“Well I still have my charm and good looks,” Harm
replied slyly.
“At ease flyboy, that ego is going to get the best of
you one day,” Mac replied with a strong smile.
“Sorry to interrupt. The Admiral needs to see you both
in his office immediately,” Tiner informed them.

Harm and Mac placed their coffee cups on the table and
headed for the Admiral’s office Harm knocked on the
door.

“Enter!” the Admiral called out.

Harm and Mac entered the room and snapped to
attention.

“Commander Rabb and Colonel Mackenzie reporting as
ordered sir,” Rabb announced.
“At ease,” the Admiral ordered. “Lieutenant Commander
Jake Hollis was shot in an alley after returning from
a performance of the Virginia Symphony last night. He
is alive but in critical condition,” he explained.
“Your orders are to report to Norfolk and assist in
the investigation. You will be working with a
Detective Grissom from Norfolk Homicide,” Admiral
Chegwidden ordered.

“James Grissom?” Harm asked in surprise.
“You know him Harm?” Mac asked.
“Commander Rabb worked with Grissom on an assault case
back in ’96,” the Admiral interjected.
“Yes sir,” Rabb agreed.
“I talked with Grissom this morning. I got the
impression that he really doesn’t like you Commander,”
the Admiral added.
“The feeling is mutual sir,” Harm replied.
“Well I am sure you can put your feelings aside on
this one Commander.”
“Yes sir,” Harm replied.
“Dismissed,” Chegwidden ordered.
The Commander and the Colonel snapped to attention.
“Aye, sir.”

Harm and Mac exited the Admiral’s office and headed
back to Harm’s office. Mac could see the pain in
Harm’s eyes as he walked without a word.

“So what happened with Grissom in ’96?” Mac inquired.
Harm took a deep breath before answering.
“I was assigned to defend an Ensign McCauley, who was
charged with assaulting and raping a young woman in
Norfolk. Grissom was the lead investigator on the
case. My client maintained his innocence throughout
the investigation, if you can call it that. Grissom
was not very forth coming when it came to sharing
information, so I began investigating on my own.
Without too much trouble, I managed to find a witness
that exonerated my client and identified the real
attacker,” he began.
“So what, he didn’t like you stepping on his toes?”
Mac questioned.
“He didn’t like the fact that my witness named his
partner, Lt. Holtz, as the true attacker.”
“Oh. So what happened?” Mac asked.
“When we went to apprehend his partner, Holtz ate his
gun,” Harm finished as he began nervously shuffling
papers on his desk.

“It wasn’t your fault Harm,” she told him as she
placed her hand on his to calm him.

Harm took Mac’s hand into his and looked into her eyes
as he leaned in closer to her. They stood for several
seconds, just inches apart her eyes never wavering
from his. Harm wanted to kiss her but he knew he
couldn’t, not now, not like this. Harm backed away
from her and cleared his throat, breaking the tension
between them. Mac stood where he had left her,
disappointed and confused about what had just
happened.

“Well I am going to get my stuff,” Mac announced
breaking the awkward silence between them. “What do
you say to lunch before we head out to Norfolk?”
quickly changing the subject.
“Sure,” Harm answered quickly.
“Give me five minutes,” she replied as she left his
office.

As soon as Mac had left his office, Harm sat down at
his desk and placed his face in his hands.
“Stupid,” he whispered to himself.

Unbeknownst to Harm, Mac had turned back toward him,
and witnessed him punishing himself. She turned and
headed back to her office with sadness in her eyes.

2110 Zulu (1610 EST)
Chrysler Hall
Norfolk, Virginia

As the car pulled up to Chrysler Hall, Harm easily
able to spot the crime scene. Several police cars and
yellow tape, blocked off an alley off of Monticello
Ave. Several police officers were busy completing
their analysis of the crime scene. Harm found a space
and parked the car. Mac and Harm exited the vehicle
and took a quick look around.

“There he is,” Harm said as he nodded toward the
police officer heading in their direction.
“Grissom?” she asked.
“Yeah,” he confirmed.
“Be a good boy,” she said with a smile.
“Aren’t I always?” he replied. She just gave him a sly
look.

“Commander Rabb, good to see you again,” the officer
greeted him with a handshake.
“Detective Grissom, moving up in the world I see,”
Harm responded politely but coldly. Grissom noticed
the coldness of Harm’s tone.
“And who’s your friend?” Grissom asked as he took a
step closer to Mac.
“This is Marine Colonel Sarah Mackenzie, my partner,”
Harm stated sternly as he protectively, stepped closer
to Mac.
“Nice to meet you Colonel,” Grissom greeted with a
handshake and a smile. Harm’s eyes never leaving
Grissom’s.
“Nice to meet you too, detective,” she replied.
“Well Harm, she’s even prettier than your last
partner,” Grissom told him as he looked Mac over,
angering Harm.
“So what can you tell us about the shooting Grissom?”
Harm interjected quickly, stepping closer to Mac.
Harm’s actions and tone did not go unnoticed to Mac
but she held back from saying anything about it.
“Well not much yet. The victim was on his way home
after attending the symphony when he was shot in the
chest. There was no exit wound, and his wallet and
watch were not missing so it doesn’t look like a
robbery,” he began.
“Any witnesses?” Mac asked him.
“No but a couple did hear the shot and saw a man
running from the scene but they didn’t get a good look
at him,” he answered.
“We will need the couple’s names and address,” Harm
told him.
“Here you are,” he replied as he handed him a page
from his notebook. “The names of the paramedics that
transported the vic are in there too in case you
wanted them.”
“Thank you that will be helpful,” Harm replied.
“Did he have a companion for the symphony?” Harm
questioned.
“No. We checked with the box office, and he had a
single ticket,” Grissom responded.
“The Lt. Commander was taken to Portsmouth Naval
Hospital,” Grissom added.
“Did you recover the bullet?” Mac asked.
“Yes it was recovered in surgery. It’s already on its
way to ballistics,” he answered.
“If there isn’t anything else, we’re going to head to
the hospital now. If you find out something new,
please give me a call,” Harm told him as he handed him
his business card.
“Will do,” Grissom replied as he took the card.
“It was nice meeting you Colonel,” Grissom parted.
“Nice meeting you too detective,” Mac replied as they
left him.

Mac and Harm headed back to the car in silence. Harm
didn’t even so much as look at Mac as they walked. Mac
could see his face from the corner of her eye. His
look was unmistakable. She easily recognized the inner
fight in his eyes.

The car ride began in silence. Mac could tell that
Harm hadn’t told her the whole story back at
headquarters. She remembered how protective of her,
but never like that. His story didn’t explain his
actions, nor did it explain the pain in his eyes.

“Ok Harm, spill it,” she demanded.
“Spill what?” he answered.
“Come on Harm, I know you. You didn’t tell me
everything that happened between you and Grissom,” Mac
told him.
“What makes you say that?” he replied trying to sound
innocent.
“I have never seen you that protective of me Harm,”
she confronted him. “Besides I haven’t seen this much
pain in your eyes, since you found out your father
died in Russia,” she told him. “Please Harm tell me
what’s going on?”

Harm held back a moment taking a deep breath before
answering her question.

“Meg,” he replied.
“Your old partner?” she asked.
“Yes,” he confirmed.

“It happened that night Grissom and I went to
apprehend his partner Lt. Holtz. We got to Holtz’s
home and he seemed really collected and ready to take
responsibility for his actions. He told us he needed
to use the head before we left. A minute later we
heard a gun shot. We found Holtz on the floor of the
bathroom. Afterward Grissom came at me and blamed me
for his partner’s death. I decided to leave and give
him a chance to cool off. I was a little taken back by
what had happened so I decided to walk back to the
hotel. When I returned to the hotel, I heard yelling
coming from Meg’s room. I called out to her but she
didn’t answer me. I broke in the door and found her
pinned to the floor by Grissom. Her shirt was ripped
and she was fighting him. He told me ‘you took my
partner so now I’m going to take yours’. Meg kneed him
and I threw him off of her and punched him out. Meg
swore she wasn’t hurt and told me to let it go. After
a long talk with her and Grissom, we decided to let it
go as trauma after his partner’s suicide. Grissom
agreed to get counseling. Meg said she wasn’t hurt and
to drop it, but I never forgave Grissom for that
night,” Harm explained tears pooling in his eyes.

They both sat in silence for several moments. Mac
wasn’t sure what she could say to Harm about what he
had just told her.

“They you,” she stated simply.
“For what?” Harm replied.
“For trusting me enough to share that secret with me,”
she told him.
“I have always trusted you Mac,” Harm replied in a
very serious tone.
“I know you trust your partners Harm,” she replied.
“You’re more than just a partner to me Mac,” he told
her as he placed his hand over hers.
“You know that right?” he said softly.
“I…you’re going to miss the entrance Harm!” she
exclaimed as she saw the hospital entrance coming up
ahead. He returned his hand to the wheel and turned
just in time to make the entrance.
“Sorry Harm,” she apologized.

They stopped for the guard at the front gate.
“Commander Rabb and Colonel Mackenzie to see Lt.
Commander Hollis in ICU,” Rabb stated as they flashed
their IDs. 

“Thank you. Go ahead sir,” the guard told him. They
pulled away from the gate into the parking lot.

2130 Zulu (1630 EST)
Portsmouth Naval Hospital
Portsmouth, Virginia

Mac and Harm entered the hospital lobby. Harm went to
the water fountain to get a drink while Mac went to
the desk to get Lt. Commander’s room number.

“He’s in 235,” Mac relayed as Harm rejoined her. They
headed to the elevator in silence, their minds
replaying the conversation from the car. Bad timing as
always. Is he finally ready to tell me how he feels or
will he back out again? I know he trusts me and I know
he loves me but will he ever say it? Mac thought as
they made their way to the second floor. Meanwhile
Harm was desperately trying to rebury the painful
thoughts he had just dug up.

Harm allowed Mac to exit the elevator first and then
they made their way to the nurse’s station.

“Commander Rabb and Colonel Mackenzie to see Lt.
Commander Hollis,” Harm told the nurse at the desk.
“I’m sorry sir, Commander Hollis slipped into a coma
two hours after he came out of surgery,” the Ensign
told them.
“Was there a complication ensign?” Mac asked in
concern.
“Yes, apparently he had a bad reaction to the pain
medication Ma’am,” she replied.
“May we speak to the Lt. Commander’s doctor?” Harm
asked the Ensign.
“Certainly sir, that is Commander Rachel McKenna, I
believe she is in the Lt. Commander’s room right now.
It is 235, at the end of the hall,” she directly them.
“Thank you Ensign,” Mac replied as they headed for the
room in question.

As Mac and Harm approached the room, they heard a
voice from inside. They saw the doctor sitting next to
the bed speaking in a soft voice to the comatose
patient.

“Excuse me, are you Commander McKenna?” Harm
interrupted.
“Oh, I didn’t hear you come in,” she spoke as quickly
stood up. “Yes I’m Commander McKenna. What can I do
for you?” she replied.
“I’m Commander Harmon Rabb and this is my partner
Colonel Sarah Mackenzie. We’re with the JAG corp. We
are investigating Lt. Commander Hollis’s shooting,”
Harm explained.
“Commander, Colonel,” she nodded.
“Do you know Hollis Ma’am?” Mac asked her.
“Oh no. I mean, I met him, at a party once, but I
didn’t really know him,” she said nervously. “I was
just talking to him because it helps in recovering
from a coma.”
“I see,” Mac replied.
“What’s his prognosis Ma’am,” Harm asked.
“Well he made it through the surgery okay. The bullet
missed all major organs. Assuming he comes out of the
coma, he should make a full recovery,” the Commander
told them.
“Can you tell us anything about the bullet?” Mac
inquired.
“Not really. I can tell you that it is standard issue
caliber for Navy personnel,” she replied.
“If there is nothing else, I need to attend to my
other patients,” Commander McKenna requested quickly.
“Of course, you will let us know if he wakes up?” Harm
asked.
“Of course sir, Ma’am,” she nodded again as she exited
the room.
“So what do you think Mac?” Harm asked.
“About Hollis or Commander McKenna?” she replied.
“What do you mean?” he replied.
“Well I got the feeling that the Commander wasn’t just
talking to Hollis as a doctor. I am thinking maybe she
knew him a little better than an acquaintance,” she
explained suspiciously.
“What are you thinking, friend or maybe even lover?”
he asked.
“I wouldn’t rule it out,” she replied.
“Let’s head to the base and find out some more about
Hollis and McKenna. See if there is a connection,”
Harm suggested as they left the room.

2215 Zulu (1715 EST)
Norfolk Naval Base
Norfolk, Virginia

“Admiral Mayfield? Commander Rabb and Colonel
Mackenzie from JAG are here to see you sir,” the Gunny
informed him over the intercom.
“Send them in,” he replied.

Mac and Harm entered the room and snapped to attention
before the Admiral.

“Commander Rabb and Colonel Mackenzie reporting sir,”
Harm announced.
“At ease. I assume you are here about Lt. Commander
Hollis?” the Admiral inquired.
“Yes sir. We would like to ask you few questions,”
Harm answered.
“Whatever I can do to help,” the Admiral replied.
“How well did you know the Lt. Commander, sir?” Mac
started.
“He has served under me for three years now. He is a
fine officer. Highly decorated,” the Admiral replied.
“Did he have any enemies, sir?” Mac asked.
“Not that I know of. He is very well liked around
here.”
“Do you know if he was seeing anyone?” Harm returned.
“Not as far as I know, but then again I may not be the
best one to answer that. You might try asking
Lieutenant Jason Briggs, they are pretty close
friends,” he replied.
“Thank you sir,” Harm replied.
“Commander, do you have any leads yet?” the Admiral
inquired.
“No sir, not yet. We will let you know when we do
sir,” he replied.
“Is there anything else Commander?”
“Not at this time sir,” he replied.
“Very well. Dismissed,” the Admiral ordered.

Mac and Harm snapped to attention. “Aye aye sir,” they
both executed perfect about- faces and exited the
room. Mac waited until they were outside before she
said what was on her mind.

“You forgot to mention that the bullet was from this
base Harm,” she told him in a strong military tone.
“Right now we don’t know that for sure Mac. Besides if
it is, than everyone on this base is a potential
suspect. I would rather not have the Admiral knowing
that until he needs to,” he replied.
“Understood,” she replied.

0045 Zulu (1945 EST)
Base Residence of Lt. Briggs
Norfolk Naval Base
Norfolk, Virginia

Mac and Harm approached the front door of the
residence and Harm knocked on the door.

“Yes?” the man answered as he opened the door.
“Are you Lieutenant Jason Briggs?” Mac asked the man.
“Yes I am,” he replied.
“I am Commander Rabb, this is Colonel Mackenzie. We
would like to ask you a few questions regarding Lt.
Commander Hollis,” Harm explained.
“Are you JAG?” he questioned.
“Yes we are. May we come in for a minute?” Harm
answered.
“Absolutely sir, Ma’am,” he told them as he backed up
to allow them entrance.
“Thank you,” Mac replied as they entered.
“So how can I help?” Briggs began.
“Admiral Mayfield told us that you are a close friend
of the Lt. Commander,” Harm started.
“Yes sir,” he replied.
“Did you see him at all yesterday?” Mac questioned.
“Yes Ma’am, last night before he left for the
Symphony,” Briggs replied.
“How did he seem to you?” Harm interjected.
“Fine sir,” he replied.
“Did he attend the concert alone or did he have
company?” Mac asked.
“He usually went alone Ma’am.”
“Was the Commander seeing anyone?” she returned.
“Yes Ma’am. I never met the woman and Jake didn’t talk
about her much,” he replied.
“Why not?” Harm asked.
“I think she is married sir, but he would never admit
that to me,” he replied.
“Did you ever get a name Lieutenant?” Mac asked.
“Claire. I never got a last name,” Briggs replied.
“Can you tell us anything else about his girlfriend
Lieutenant?” Harm questioned.
“Jake let it slip once that she was a doctor, but he
didn’t say where,” Briggs added.
“Can you think of anyone on the base that might want
to hurt Hollis?” Harm continued.
“No sir. Everyone got along really well with Jake, ah
Lt. Commander Hollis,” he replied.
“Well thank you Lieutenant. You have been very
helpful,” Mac finished.
“We may need to speak with you again if anything else
comes up,” Harm told him as they all stood and headed
for the door.
“Anything I can do to help,” Briggs replied as he
opened the door. “Have a good evening Sir, Ma’am.”
“Thank you Lieutenant Briggs,” Mac replied as they
left.

After Briggs closed the door, Mac and Harm began
hypothesizing.

“Commander McKenna is the girlfriend?” Harm
speculated.
“Claire may be a nickname or middle name,” Mac offered
as Harm pulled out his cell phone and dialed.

“Bud, I need a favor. I need you to pull up any
information on a Commander Rachel McKenna. See if you
can find any reports of domestic disturbances, abuse
allegations, and so forth. Also, I need you find out
her middle name, oh and her maiden name.” Harm talked
into the phone. “Thank you Bud,” Harm replied and hung
up the phone. “Bud will let me know as soon as he
finds anything,” Harm replied and hung up the phone.
“Bud will let me know as soon as he finds anything,”
Harm informed her.
“Great until then, what do you say to dinner?” Mac
returned.
“Sure. I know this great little Italian place,” Harm
replied as they got into the car.

0050 Zulu (1950 EST) 
Le Promenade Restaurant
Norfolk, Virginia

“How’s your chicken parm?” Harm asked his partner
sitting across the table from him.
“Not bad,” Mac answered after she finished her bite.
“Not bad? It’s got to be better than those beltway
burgers you like so much,” Harm teased.
“Well close rival anyway,” she replied with a smile.
“How’s your ravioli?” she returned.
“Excellent. I love this place. I found it six years
ago and I like to get back whenever I’m in the area,”
he replied as he took another bite.
“Did you come here with Meg?” she asked curiously.
“Yes I did, she had the chicken too. She loved it,” he
replied with his trademark smile.
Mac returned the smile but quickly changed to a
serious expression.
“Harm about what you said in the car…” Mac started but
was interrupted by the ringing of Harm’s cell phone.

“Hello?” Harm answered. “Hey Bud, tell me you have
something,” he listened while Bud gave him the
information. “Thanks Bud, have a good night,” he
finished and hung up the phone.

“Commander McKenna’s middle name is Claire,” Harm
started explaining to Mac. “Her husband is an Air
Force Colonel out of Langley. Three domestic
disturbance calls have been reported to the McKenna
residence in the past two years,” he finished.

“So the husband discovered the affair and shot
Commander Hollis?” Mac hypothesized.
“But the bullet was Navy issue not Air Force,” Harm
interjected.
“He used his wife’s gun,” Mac added.
“It fits,” Harm concluded.

“If Colonel McKenna did shoot Hollis over an affair
with his wife, Rachel may be in danger,” Mac pointed
out worriedly.
“We need to get to their residence,” Harm returned as
he pulled out some money from his wallet and left it
on the table for the meal. “Let’s go.”
“Harm you have to call Grissom and let him know what’s
going on,” Mac reminded him. Harm cringed at the
thought but did what she asked.

“Norfolk Virginia. Norfolk Homicide Division. (Pause)
Thank you,” he hung up the phone and dialed the new
number. “Yes may I speak with Detective Grissom?
(pause) Can I leave a message for him? (pause) Tell
him Commander Rabb called. We have a lead. Tell him to
meet us at the McKenna residence, 5-5-5 Lakewood
Drive,” Rabb left the message and hung up the phone.

“He’ll meet us there, let’s go,” Harm told her as they
quickly exited the restaurant.

0220 Zulu (2120 EST)
McKenna Residence
555 Lakewood Drive
Norfolk, Virginia

Mac and Harm exited the vehicle and began walking up
the front path. Suddenly a lamp landed on the front
lawn, smashing the front window. Harm and Mac
immediately drew their side-arms. They quickly walked
up to the front door, guns pointed on angle at the
ground. They heard yelling and the sound of breaking
glass emerging from the house. Rabb quietly opened the
door. They walked in just in time to see the Colonel
throw his wife onto the coffee table, smashing it on
impact.

“Freeze!” Harm yelled pointing the gun at the Colonel.

The man backed away from his wife and raised his hands
in the air. Harm lowered his weapon and began walking
toward the Colonel to apprehend him. Meanwhile, Mac
placed her weapon in the waist band of her shirt and
ran to Rachel’s side. Suddenly a gunshot pierced the
air. Mac’s eyes shot up to Colonel McKenna.  The
Colonel was holding a gun. Mac’s heart fell out of her
chest as her eyes came upon her partner, and best
friend, lying on the floor with a gunshot wound in his
left shoulder.

“Harm!” she yelled as she reached for her weapon.
“Don’t do it Colonel,” McKenna ordered as he grabbed
his wife and pointed the gun her head. “Take it out
slowly and toss it to me or I’ll kill her,” he
ordered.
Hesitantly, Mac did as he asked.
“Good. Now slowly get up and walk over to your
partner.” Mac did as she was told and slowly moved to
Harm’s side. Harm was still breathing but was
unconscious and losing a lot of blood.

“He needs medical attention, now!” Mac yelled at the
Colonel. “Well, you’re in luck. My slut of a wife here
happens to be a doctor,” he told Mac as he walked
toward her still holding on to his wife.
“Jason stop. Please they have nothing to do with this.
Let them go,” Rachel pleaded with her husband.
“Stop? I’m just getting started,” he replied.
“Please Jason, we can work this out,” she cried out.
“Shut up bitch! You had your chance but no, you went
and jumped the first available man you could find.
Well he will never touch my property again!” he yelled
as he slapped her across the face. Before Mac could
get the chance to move, the Colonel turned his
attention back to the marine standing in front of him.
“Now pick up your partner and back up slowly towards
the door behind you,” he ordered.

Mac carefully picked up Harm off the floor, and backed
up towards the door as ordered.

“Good. Now, open the door and head down the stairs,”
Mac did as she was told and carefully carried Harm
down the stairs into the basement.
“Someone must have heard the gunshot. You should
surrender while you can!” Mac yelled to the Colonel.
“No worries Colonel, none of my neighbors will be home
for hours. That gives me plenty of time,” he replied.
“Plenty of time for what?” she inquired as she reached
the bottom of the stairs.
“To take care of business,” he replied as he threw his
wife down the stairs and slammed the door shut.

Mac heard the door lock as Commander McKenna landed on
the basement floor. Mac carefully laid Harm on the
floor and then ran to Rachel’s side to check her
condition. The fall knocked her unconscious, but she
was still alive. Mac quickly returned her attentions
to her fallen partner. She sat behind him and placed
his head on her lap. She grabbed a towel from off of
the washing machine and placed it over Harm’s wound
and began applying pressure.

“Come on Harm don’t give up on me,” she said as the
tears flowed from her eyes.
“Mac?” Harm whispered as began to awaken.
“Harm,” she replied in surprise.
“What happened?”
“Colonel McKenna shot you and he is holding us captive
in the basement. He threw his wife down the stairs.
She is ok but unconscious,” she explained quickly.
“We have to get out of here,” Harm told her as he
tried to get up.
“No lay still,” she told him as she returned his head
to her lap.
“Mac, I’m so sorry,” Harm whispered as he intertwined
his free hand with hers.
“No, I’m sorry. I shouldn’t have turned my back on you
or the Colonel,” Mac replied as more tears fell on her
cheek.
“It wasn’t your fault. I didn’t see the gun until it
was too late,” he replied as raised their hands to her
cheek.
“Don’t worry about it now, just stay with me. We’ll
get out of this somehow,” she assured him as she
turned her head to kiss his palm.

“Mac, I, I want to tell you something,” he started.
“Anything Harm,” she replied as she looked into his
eyes.
“I’m sorry. I tried to tell you many times but I
couldn’t find…” Harm’s eyes began to fall backward and
he was losing consciousness.
“Stay with me Harm, don’t you dare leave me,” she told
him as she shook him gently, tears building in her
eyes once again.
“I need you to know,” he started again.
“What Harm? What are you trying to tell me?” she
questioned, the tears flowing down her cheek.

Harm got his focus back and brought himself to a
seated position next to Mac. The pain was harsh but he
did his best to ignore it. Once in a comfortable
position, he re-linked his fingers with hers and
looked deeply into her eyes. Harm took a deep breath
and for the first time in almost seven years, he spoke
to her from his heart.

“I…I love you Sarah,” he whispered as he tightened his
grip on her hand.

Mac couldn’t believe what she had just heard. Harm
finally did it. He finally told her what she had been
waiting to hear. Her heart swelled up as the tears
continued to run down her face. Harm moved his hand to
her face to wipe away the tears.

“I love you too Harm, I always have,” she finally
replied as she brought her hand up to cup his cheek.

Harm leaned in to kiss her but was halted by a sudden
jolt of pain. He moaned as he fell back against the
wall.

“I’m sorry Mac,” he apologized.
“It’s ok. I’m not going anywhere,” she replied softly.
“Come here,” he whispered as he reached out his hand
toward her. She knelt down beside him and joined her
hand with his once more.
“I’m sorry I never told you before Mac. I have loved
you for a very long time. I’m so sorry,” Harm
whispered as tears began flowing from his eyes.
“It’s ok Harm, I’ve always known, and don’t you dare
talk like you’re giving up. I’m not letting you go,”
she whispered as she leaned closer to kiss him for the
first time after confessing their love to one another.

Their lips finally met, and in that moment, they felt
like the rest of the world had disappeared around
them. They had kissed before, but not like this. They
were not kissing as friends, but as two people very
much in love with one another.

Harm lost all thought of their situation and his pain.
All he could think about was this perfect woman, his
partner, his best friend, his true love. Everything
they’ve shared, everything they will share. It was all
compacted into this one perfect kiss. He pulled her
closer as he deepened the kiss, her lips parting to
allow him entrance. His kiss was just as she had
envisioned it. It was love, passion, power, need, and
desire all rolled into one.

Mac pulled away slowly and returned her eyes to his
gaze. Neither could conger a word in this moment, both
simply smiled. For so long she had waited for this
moment. Harm was her best friend and soul-mate. She
knew that nothing could ever make her happier than
being in his arms.

Mac and Harm’s happiness was cut short when the
basement door opened and light filled the room.

“Lie back and rest,” Mac told Harm quietly.
“But Mac?” Harm questioned.
“Trust me flyboy,” she replied with a smile. Mac
leaned over Harm and whispered into his ear. “I love
you.”

“Harm! No!” she yelled as the Colonel reached the
bottom of the stairs. “He’s dead. You killed him you
son of a bitch!” she yelled as the tears returned to
her eyes.
“What? Impossible, I didn’t get him that bad,” he said
in panic.

The Colonel walked over to Harm and reached down to
check his pulse. Just as the Colonel’s hand reached
his throat, Harm kneed him in the stomach. Before
McKenna had a chance to recover, Mac threw him against
the wall, just to the other side of Harm. Mac kicked
him in the stomach and then threw a punch which landed
squarely in his face. McKenna fell to the floor
unconscious. 

“Come on Harm, let’s get you out of here,” Mac told
him as she helped him up.

During the commotion, neither Harm nor Mac noticed
Commander McKenna regained consciousness. 

“Are you two alright?” Commander McKenna asked as she
slowly stood up.
“Yeah, how are you?” Mac replied.
“I have a nasty headache but I’ll live,” she replied.
“We have to get the Commander to the hospital,” she
told them as she looked at the wound.
“No argument here,” Harm agreed.
“Is Jason,” McKenna questioned.
“He’s unconscious,” Mac informed her.
“I am so sorry for all of this,” Rachel apologized.
“Come on let’s get out of here,” Mac replied.

As Rachel, Mac, and Harm exited the front door, they
saw Grissom’s car pull up and he and his partner jump
out quickly.

“I just got you message. What happened?” Grissom asked
noticing Harm’s condition.
“Colonel Jason McKenna just tried to kill us. He shot
Hollis and Harm,” Mac answered him as she continued to
help Harm down the sidewalk.

Suddenly Colonel McKenna appeared at the doorway with
a gun. Unknown to Harm and the others, the gun was
pointed straight at him.

“You think you can just take her away from me again
Commander!” he yelled as he prepared to shoot.
“Down!” Grissom yelled as he pulled out his weapon and
shot McKenna. McKenna fell to the ground instantly.
Grissom’s partner ran to check on McKenna.

“He’s dead sir,” Waters yelled.
“Well I guess I owe you one Grissom,” Harm spoke
humbly.
“Why don’t we call it even Commander,” he replied as
he held out his hand. Harm smiled and shook Grissom’s
hand.

1330 Zulu (0830 EST)
Portsmouth Naval Hospital
Portsmouth, Virginia

“How ya feelin’ flyboy?” Mac greeted Harm as he
emerged from the emergency room with his arm in a
sling.
“Well as long as I can go a while without being shot,
I should be fine,” he answered with his trademark
smile.

Mac’s mind wandered briefly to the events of the
previous evening. Did Harm really confess his love to
her or was it just an effect of the trauma? He was
pretty out of it for a while.

“Look about what you said last night, what we said
last night,” she started nervously. “I know it was
probably just the rush of the event, you were pretty
out of it and for a minute I thought I was going to
lose you, and if you didn’t really mean what you said
I would completely understand, and…” Mac rambled. Harm
realized what she was saying and slowly walked toward
her until his body was only inches from hers.
“Mac,” he tried to stop her rambling.

She stopped as her eyes met with his. She could see
the love in his eyes. Harm leaned over and whispered
in her ear.

“I meant every word Sarah.”

He brought his eyes to meet with hers again. The
passion and love between them was quite evident. Harm
leaned in to kiss her, but stopped when he heard
someone walking toward them. A nurse passed them
without even glancing in their direction.

“We should go check on Lt. Commander Hollis and
Commander McKenna,” Mac suggested and Harm greeted.
Mac and Harm entered Commander Hollis’ room to a
surprising sight. The Lt. Commander was awake.

“Commander, Colonel, nice you see you again,” Rachel
greeted from Hollis’ bedside.
“How’s the shoulder Commander?”
“I’ll live,” he replied with a smile.
“How are you Commander Hollis?” Mac inquired.
“I’ll be okay. My doctor here is the greatest,” he
replied as he linked his hand with Rachel’s. “I should
be able to go home in a few days.”
“That’s great news,” Mac replied with a smile.
“Commander? Colonel? Rachel tells me that if it wasn’t
for your help, she’d probably be dead right now. Thank
you so much,” Commander Hollis thanked them.
“Glad we could help,” Harm replied. “Even though I was
shot, I am glad that we got the bad guy and that you
both are alive.”
“Well I think we will let you two have some time
together. I hope everything works out for you two,”
Mac bid them farewell as she started toward the exit.
“Thank you Colonel. I wish the same for you as well.
Take care of each other,” Rachel returned with a
smile.
“We will,” Harm replied as they left the room.

“We are going to have a lot of paper work when we get
back to the office. What do you say to dinner at my
place? 1900 hours?” Harm suggested.
“Sounds great,” Mac replied. “You’re not cooking are
you?” she teased.
“Hey keep that up missy,” he returned playfully.
“Oh yeah, what are you gonna do about it flyboy,” Mac
countered.

Harm looked around and noticed they were alone in the
hallway. Harm grabbed Mac’s arm and pulled her around
the corner into an empty room.
“This,” he told her as he gently pushed her up against
the wall and crushed her lips with his. His embrace
was so strong and powerful. She felt as if her knees
would give out at any moment. The fire between them
was growing stronger as his tongue slipped out and
began caressing her lips, seeking entrance. Her lips
parted, allowing him access. He gently caressed and
explored her mouth as his right hand slid up her back,
pulling her closer to him. She wanted him so much. His
kiss was even better than the first had been. He had
all his strength back and his desire for her was quite
evident to her. Suddenly their lips parted and Mac
pulled away from Harm slightly.

“Harm we can’t, not here. We could be facing a court
martial if anyone sees us,” she told him.
“You’re right, we should go,” Harm agreed and dropped
his hold on her, but not before giving her one last
searing kiss.

1800 Zulu (1300 EST)
JAG Headquarters
Falls Church, Virginia

“Sir, Ma’am, good to have you back,” Bud greeted. “Are
you okay sir?” Bud questioned, noticing his arm.
“I’ll be fine Bud. Mac had to keep me in line while we
were in Norfolk,” Harm said with a glare at his
partner.
“Ma’am? Sir?” Bud questioned in confusion.
“It was a joke Bud,” Harm replied with a chuckle.
“Harm was shot when we tried to stop our suspect from
beating up his wife,” Mac explained.
“Wow, what happened?” Bud questioned.
“I’ll tell you all about it, if you’ll help me with
some paperwork,” Harm asked his eager assistant.
“I can do that sir,” Bud replied and they began
heading toward Harm’s office. Harm stopped and took a
step toward Mac.
“Tonight,” he whispered to his partner and true love.
“I’ll be there flyboy,” she returned quietly with a
smile.
Without another word, Harm and Mac returned to their
respective offices for the remainder of the day.

0000 Zulu (1900 EST)
1205 8th St.
Harm’s Apartment
North of Union Station

Harm was busy in the kitchen preparing dinner. He was
wearing a black long sleeve shirt and black pants.
Several pots were steaming on the stove. The table was
set for two, with two candles decorating the center.
Harm was nervously waiting for his dinner guest to
arrive, when he heard a knock at the door.

“Come in,” Harm called out as he took off the oven
mitt from his uninjured arm, and shut off the stove.
As Mac entered the apartment, Harm couldn’t take his
eyes off of her. She was like a vision. She was
wearing a knee length red dress that hugged her curves
in all the right places. The neckline was just low
enough to show off just the slightest bit of cleavage.
Her black high heels made her long legs look amazing
as they disappeared under the dress.
“Harm?” Mac tried to get the attention of her partner.
“What?” he asked as he snapped out of it.
“I said, what’s for dinner?” she told him.
“Oh, pasta and salad,” he replied, his eyes still
locked on her incredible body.

He always knew Mac was a beautiful woman, but tonight
he was seeing her with different eyes. He didn’t see
her as just his partner or even as his best friend.
Tonight she was the woman who had captured his heart.
The woman he cherished with every fiber of his being.
Tonight, she was his.

“You look incredibly beautiful Mac, Sarah,” Harm told
her as he moved to meet her in the middle of the room.
“I didn’t think you noticed,” she replied with a sly
smile.
“Oh believe me, I noticed,” he replied as he wrapped
his uninjured arm around her and pulled her close to
him. “You are so amazing,” he whispered.

Before Mac had a chance to reply, Harm’s lips captured
hers in a searing, earth shattering kiss. There was no
denying it now and there was no turning back. He had
her in his arms and was never letting her go. Mac
could feel the desire rising up and coursing through
her body. She felt so free and yet completely
powerless at the same time. She had imagined what it
would be like to be in his arms many times. Never in
any of her fantasies did she expect it to feel
anything like this.

“I want you,” she whispered in her ear.

Without another word or thought, Harm picked her up
with his good arm and kissed her again. He walked them
slowly into the bedroom. He gently placed her on the
bed and removed her shoes, followed by his own. Harm
took a moment and took in the sight of his true love
lying before him on his bed, the material of her dress
hanging loosely over her thighs. Mac leaned forward
and placed her hand on the back of his neck. She
pulled him toward her until he was lying on top of her
and once again their lips touched. Harm wrapped his
arm around her as he deepened the kiss. When it was
evident that they both needed air, Harm broke the kiss
and once again focused on the beautiful woman before
him.

“Are you sure you want to do this? We can wait if
you’re not ready,” he told her.
“I want this Harm. I want you,” she replied.
“I love you Sarah,” he whispered as he brushed her
cheek with the backs of his fingers.
“I love you too,” she replied and pulled him towards
her again, kissing him deeply.

1000 Zulu (0500 EST)
1205 8th St.
Harm’s Apartment

“Good morning beautiful,” Harm whispered as he gently
tried to wake the woman snuggled up against him.
“Harm,” she mumbled as she stirred to consciousness.
“What’s wrong?”
“Nothing; couldn’t be better, but its 0500,” he
replied.
“It’s Saturday Harm,” she replied as she turned to
face him. 
“Oh. I guess it has been such a crazy week that I
completely forgot today was Saturday,” he replied.
“Are you okay with this, with everything Harm?” she
asked.
“Yes completely,” he replied. “Are you okay with
this?”
Mac didn’t reply she simply brushed a light kiss on
his lips.
“You know what is the best thing about it being
Saturday, Harm?” she asked coyly.
“We don’t have to get out of bed for two days?” he
replied with a cocky smile.
“My thoughts exactly,” she replied as she pulled him
in for a kiss.

The End