Title: Harm and Mac Songbook: I Believe
Author: Rising Sun
E-mail: jag@lucianstuff.every1.net
URL: http://www.geocities.com/jagrslc
Rated: PG
Classification: Story
Summary: David arrives safe and sound.
Disclaimer: JAG characters portrayed belong to JAG, CBS and Paramount
Television. No copyright infringement intended. All other characters depicted are purely fictional and any
similarities to actual people are purely coincidental.
Performing in this saga:
Many persons including The Batchors, Elvis Presley and
Frankie Laine sing "I Believe"
Feedback: Would be nice.
Author's note:
Thanks to Karen for the Beta Read.
The HMS series is written in a manner that allows for each
story to be read as a self-contained story or as part of an arc. This story is part of a potential quintet:
* HMS26a - Having My Baby Rated
* HMS26b - Me Myself I
* HMS26c - I Believe
* HMS26d - Isn't She Lovely
* HMS26e - If
Story Written October 2001
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0445 LCOAL
RABB'S RESIDENCE
Mac's antenna had gone up. Harm had been away for a week and
had got home late last night. They were
still in bed when he made a dash for the porcelain God.
He finally emerged.
She licked her lips nervously "How long have you been
sick?"
"The whole week I've been gone."
"Oh God I'm pregnant." She almost wailed.
He moved swiftly to her side. "First we don't know that
and second it doesn't mean we'll have a repeat of last time. Have faith
sweetie." He tried to comfort her. They had lost their first child and
they were both scared.
"Harm..." She said.
"I know I know the odds are that we are preg..."
He ran to the bath again.
Mac groaned.
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I
believe for every drop of rain that falls a flower grows
I
believe for everyone who goes astray someone will come to show the way
I
believe, I believe
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1415 LOCAL
JAG HEADQUARTERS
Having secured the morning off at short notice Mac arrived
at JAG and headed for her office. As
she placed her case down her buzzer went off.
Tiner informed her that the Admiral wanted her ASAP.
"Enter" AJ called, he watched her cross the floor
and come to a stop at his desk. [She's pregnant] he spotted. "At ease have
a seat ... congrats Colonel?"
She shook her head "How you do that I'll never
know." She said. "Yes. Seven weeks... confirmed this morning."
"... and your husband how's he taking it?"
"As sick as the first time." They both chuckled at
the thought of Harm bearing Mac's morning sickness.
"Have a case for you." He passed the file. "A Doctor at Bethesda is accused of
marking a patient inappropriately while in OR and is being sued. "You will defend the good doctor the
patient has hired a civilian attorney."
"Aye sir."
"Any questions."
"Marked sir?"
"You'll see." He said "Dismissed."
"Aye sir." She walked out.
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MONTH EIGHT
The months came and went with the Delaney case causing her
grief, and she had gone through the months with mounting fear. It was in her eight month that she had lost
her first child. She had come close to insanity. Should it happen again she knew there would be no return, she had
barely made it back the first time.
Harm had no case to distract him and as month eight had
approached he held his breath. He was scared.
He had no control over this. He couldn't help. Scared was when he had
gone down in the MiG in Russia, even later off the Patrick Henry that was
fear. This ... this was terror.
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I
believe above the storm the smallest prayer will still be heard
I
believe that someone in the great somewhere hears every word
Then I
know why I believe
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1415 LOCAL
JAG HEADQUARTERS
Instinct had told Mac to let Bud take the lead on the case
and she had been right. This was
ridiculous. Dr. Zackery Delaney had
been so proud of his work in OR that he had taken a surgical knife and carved "Z"
on Lieutenant Carly Aames daughter of Major General Charles Aames. The Aames' had changed Attorneys three times
the latest was poor Alan. There had
been accusations of jury tampering, the press was having field day and the
Judge was threatening a mistrial.
She and Bud sat in the office of the Judge Advocate General
and waited for the tirade to start.
"Colonel! Can you explain to me WHY this case is taking
so long to be resolved!" AJ thundered. "I have General Aames on the
phone every other day, the SECNAV every day and the press crawling all over the
place!"
There was silence in the office.
"Well!" He bellowed.
[This is my eighth month I don't need this] Mac thought.
"Sir do you wish us to list the reasons?" Bud
asked.
"No Lieutenant." AJ calmed down "I am
aware... what I need is an explanation of why a simple case as this has dragged
and is there an end in sight?"
"Truthfully sir, I'll probably give birth before this
case is resolved." Mac confessed. "My client has a God complex and
will take no advice. The Lieutenant is no better on the advice front and is on
her third Lawyer... the judge is threatening a mistrial. Sir ...It's a
circus."
"Mmmm ... suggestions?"
"Negotiate" Bud said then paused.
"Go on." AJ encouraged.
"Well sir the Colonel and I have been on the case for
months. No amount of toing and froing by us has worked. We make recommendations
but never in that time have the Doctor and the former patient come face to
face. You could make that happen."
"I can."
"You can." Mac said.
AJ got up and stood at the window in his favorite position:
arms folded. "Lieutenant place the file on my desk. Your suggestion may just
work. Dismissed."
"Aye sir" They chorused.
"Oh Colonel?"
She turned
"When does your leave start?"
"Tomorrow sir."
He nodded and prayed [God be with you.]
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Every
time I hear a newborn baby cry or touch a leaf or see the sky
Then I
know why I believe (why I believe)
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JULY 14 - 1025 LOCAL
JAG HEADQUARTERS
The news had come that Mac was in labour and the entire
office functioned on pins and needles.
Harriett suddenly realized that she had been praying. She knew exactly
what Mac had gone through with the loss of HR.
At 1546 all military decorum was lost as Tiner came through
the bullpen like a bat from hell.
"It's a boy! The Colonel had a boy!" he grinned. Someone
seeing him may be forgiven if they thought he was the father. The grin was pure pride.
The place erupted in joy and relief.
AJ's door flashed open but no one noticed. He gave them a few more seconds then,
"OK people this is a Military Office not Macy's Christmas Parade."
A difficult command to give.
A difficult command to follow.
And although the place calmed down there was still a
distinct energy in the place.
AJ returned to his office and offered a prayer of thanks.
THE END.