Author: Nancy
Disclaimer: JAG and characters do not belong to me. I don't make any
money from this.
Classification: PG- 13
Category: Harm/Mac Drama/Humor
Summary: Harm has the opportunity to trade places in more ways than
one.
PART 4
Captain Nelson whistled the Marine hymn as he made his way towards his office. He grinned to himself as he thought about his plan to antagonize the men and women in green. He would never jeopardize the safety of the unit, but they could certainly stand a little exercise in humility. Corporal Pyle stood stiffly at attention awaiting orders for the day. "At ease Corporal. I need to look at that requisition for BUDs and other clothing." Harm then stretched out and propped his casted ankle on his desk. 'Being a Marine officer wasn't so hard.'
"Oh Corporal, I'm going to need a TV with a remote for my office by eleven hundred today." Harm called out.
Promptly at 1055 a Marine wheeled a color TV with remote into Harm's cubicle. "Good work Corporal. It's time for All My Children." Harm announced loudly enough for the passing office staff to share a look of disbelief.
Harm passed the rest of the day throwing wadded up paper at the trash can across the room and yelling out 'two points!' Corporal Pyle was able to complete most of the work efficiently. The young geeky Marine could almost magically attain any thing the base needed. Harm was truly impressed with the young man's skill and ability. He also noticed how other Marines ridiculed him.
"You do an impressive job around here Corporal." Harm handed the last of the signed reports back to his assistant.
Pyle practically beamed, "Thank you Sir!"
Harm arrived at the Officer's club promptly at 2100 and ordered his standard 'Bud Special.' He and Mac had agreed that it was safer to contact each other there in the open.
Mac was seated with a group of female Marine officers when he arrived.
"Damn, he's cute. Just get rid of the glasses." One of Mac's tablemates giggled as Harm eased by.
"Oh yes and the rest of his clothes!" Another added bringing a naughty laughter from the table. Mac nearly choked on her soda and tried to join in the laughter.
"You think he's cute?" She tried to sound dismayed.
"Oh yes. He is definitely hot."
"But don't you think he's kind of nerdy." Mac watched Harm in his flowered Hawaiian shirt drink from a pineapple.
"Maybe a little, but I think it's kinda cute." Another female commented.
Harm watched as the table of women giggled and looked his way smiling. He held up his drink in greetings and smiled.
"I saw him first." The attractive blonde Marine Captain adjusted her skirt about to make a move towards Harm's table.
"Another blonde bimbo." Mac muttered to herself, stood up suddenly, and ran into the blonde 'accidentally' pouring her soda down the front of the woman's dress. "How clumsy of me, please forgive me. I was going to see Colonel Clark." Mac picked up a hand full of napkins and began to wipe the dress of the astonished Marine.
"This is a new dress!" The woman whined before remembering that a senior officer assaulted her with her beverage. "But that's okay. I'll go back to my quarters and soak it."
The group of male Marine officers who had sat with Harm the evening before were eaves dropping from the bar. "Damn, he's even got our women kissing his ass." Strahan commented icily. "We need to take care of this." He received nods of approval from the two other officers at the bar.
Harm saw Mac make her move and tried to suppress a chuckle as she ran right into the blonde. He then eased towards the back hall and pretended to make a phone call when Mac met him.
"Nice move Marine." Harm said with a hint of sarcasm.
"I learned that one from a naval aviator." She countered.
"Touché'. I just wanted to get you to keep you eye open for Corporal Pyle, my administrative assistant. I've been watching him, and he's receiving some mild harassment. I'm afraid he may be a target for our judge and jury." Harm's tone was serious.
Mac nodded and asked. "How are you doing?"
"I'm made more enemies than friends. I think we should see some action soon. Especially after tomorrow." Harm smiled evilly.
"What have you done?" Mac demanded.
"Tomorrow's the big war games right."
"Harm?"
"You'll love it. Besides isn't that camera crew from CBS coming down to film a special on the Marines."
"Will I want to kick your Naval six back to DC after this?"
"I'm just doing my job. The one you didn't think I could handle."
"I didn't say that. I just didn't want you to get hurt."
"Oh? So you are concerned about moi? Is it time for that little talk?"
Mac rolled her eyes. "It'll have to wait till we get back to JAG."
"But you may not want to talk to me then." Harm's eyebrow shot up.
"Harm? Oh, I'm sure we'll talk!" Mac threatened.
"Later, I need to get back to my quarters and get some rest. Tomorrow's going to be a really special day."
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