Hello there! I have no idea why I started writing a JAG ficlet – I know the show has been gone for years now. But I loved Harm and Mac and how they started the whole NCIS franchise, so I just felt inspired to write this little AU ficlet. I hope you like it. Thanks for reading!

"Two double foam lattes for table three!"

Sarah MacKenzie hurried into the kitchen to fill the latest order just as the bell over the entrance rang with two more customers for the morning rush. "Harriet!"

"Don't worry, I got this one," Harriet called back.

The customers slid into a booth with an easy familiarity of the little coffee shop.

"Morning, boys," Harriet greeted cheerfully. "What'll you have this morning?"

"If there's a pre-trial agreement, the military judge must make sure that the entire agreement complies with…complies with…"

"RCM 9-10-F-4," Harm supplied.

"RCM 9-10-F-4!" Bud exclaimed. "If there's a pre-trial agreement, the military judge must make sure that the entire agreement complies with RCM 9-10-F-4."

Harriet looked at both of them in confusion.

"Big test tonight," Harm explained. He subtly kicked his friend under the table. "Bud, what're you having for breakfast?"

Interrupted from his recitation, Bud looked up at Harriet and blinked in surprise.

She smiled. "Are you boys in law school?"

"Yes, ma'am," he replied, feeling slightly warm and fuzzy from the way she smiled at him. "Big test tonight."

"So I heard." Harriet winked at him. "Well, let me get you a little brain food on the house, okay?"

Just a few minutes later, Harriet returned with two plates of sugary treats. "Sarah will be right over with your coffee."

"Thank you, uh…"

"Harriet," she said, aiming another special smile at Bud. "Enjoy."

Harm eyed the plates suspiciously. "Doughnuts?"

"Power nuts," Bud informed him.

"What?"

"Power nuts. 100% whole wheat coated in a sugar substitute packed with 30 essential vitamins and minerals. Brain food."

"Power nuts," Harm scoffed. "I think I'll stick with the—"

"Coffee?"

Harm looked up and found a pretty brunette waitress standing over him with two steaming mugs of coffee. He felt his heart skip a beat as she set them on the table.

"Thank you," he said, flashing her a brilliant smile.

"He's so cute," Harriet squealed.

Sarah could already see the stars in her friend's eyes. "The short one?" she asked.

"His name is Bud," Harriet said dreamily. "He's studying to be a lawyer."

"What about his friend?"

"Him, too." Harriet grinned devilishly. "Why? Do you like your lawyers tall, dark, and handsome?"

Sarah couldn't help but blush. "He has a nice smile."

"Uh-huh."

When the two men had finished eating, they stepped up to the cash register, and Sarah could see the tall one pulling out his wallet.

"Oh, it's on the house," she said quickly. She motioned to Harriet. "As my colleague mentioned earlier."

"Bye, Bud," Harriet called. "Good luck on your test."

Harm raised an eyebrow. "Are you sure?"

Sarah nodded. "Don't worry about it."

"Well, thank you—ah, sorry, I didn't catch your name." He held out his hand to her. "Harm."

The intensity of his gaze was enough to make Sarah flush with heat.

"Sarah," she said breathlessly. "But you can call me Mac."