Disclaimer: I do not own "JAG", yes it is sad, the nice people at CBS Television, USA Networks, Paramount Pictures, and Belisarius Productions do.
Author's Note: this is my first JAG fic…and possibly the only one. I have just started watching it and it's all to blame on Riley! So, if I get the characters wrong, I AM SO SORRY! I shall try though! :
JAG
"Occupational Hazard"
By innocent choir girl
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Chapter 1 - Troubling Times
2345 Zulu
Mac's Office - JAG Headquarters
Falls Church, Virginia
Lt Colonel Sarah MacKenzie was in her office looking over one of the cases she was working on. She could feel the start of a headache and set down the file and closed her eyes taking a breath. It had been a long day, but she usually didn't feel like this even on long days. She had certainly had worse days. Her head was starting to ache and she was had been feeling a bit sick to her stomach. Great, she thought, I'm coming down with something! A knock came at her door. "Come in," she called setting her head in her hands and closing her eyes again trying to will the pounding in her head, but it wasn't helping. She actually felt it was only getting worse.
"Mac? You okay?" Harm asked concerned when he entered her office and closed the door behind him.
She looked up. "I'll be fine, just a headache."
"You sure? You don't look too good."
Mac smiled a bit, "why thank you, Harm. You know just how to make me feel better," she told him sarcastically.
"I didn't mean it that way…"
Mac smiled, she knew what he meant.
"Why don't you go home?"
"I need to finish re-reading this case file," she told him indicating to the file folder on her desk.
"Mac, it'll be here tomorrow…come on, I'll come over and make you dinner."
"You're going to make me dinner?" Mac asked interested.
"I'll make soup or something…"
Mac had to admit, she wasn't going to finish reading with her headache only escalating. And Harm's dinner invite did sound good. "Okay," she said sounding very obviously exhausted and in need of his rescuing.
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0015 Zulu
Mac's Apartment
Georgetown, Virginia
Harm was in the kitchen starting to boil the broth and cutting up vegetables while Mac was changing out of her uniform into something more comfortable. Harm was worried about her. Harm finished cutting up the vegetables and dropped them into the broth and then went on to cut up the chicken. Mac was taking a long time, Harm noticed. "Mac, you okay?" Harm called still cutting up chicken and putting it in the pot. She didn't answer. Harm washed his hands and then headed for Mac's bedroom door. He knocked, "Mac?" There was again no answer, Harm opened the door a bit and peeked in, he didn't see her. He opened the door more. "Mac?" he repeated and then saw her sitting on the floor of her bathroom near the toilet. He walked over and crouched in front of her. "Mac…I think we better take you to the hospital…"
"Harm, I just need to lie down…" Mac told him weakly.
Harm helped her up and to her bed. "You sure you'll be all right?" Harm asked as he watched Mac get under the covers. She nodded. "Okay, well just rest okay?" Harm walked back to the bathroom to turn off the lights when he noticed that Mac had thrown up in the toilet and that not only had she thrown up her stomach contents but also quite a bit of blood. Harm froze, but then quickly flushed it and turned off the lights. If she's not better in an hour I'll take her, Harm promised himself mentally. He walked back over to her to see that she had already fallen to sleep, he felt her forehead, and she wasn't warm so he wasn't worried.
Harm decided to let her sleep while he finished making dinner.
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0330 Zulu
Mac's Apartment
Georgetown, Virginia
Harm had left the soup on the stove to simmer and had fallen asleep on the couch. He hadn't meant to fall asleep; he just wanted to give Mac space and got too comfortable. He had been woken by something though, a noise, he could hear it. It had to be Mac. He got up and walked into Mac's room to find her out of bed and in the bathroom with her head over the toilet. He walked over to her; he knew there wasn't anything in her stomach she could throw up. "Mac…come on," he said helping her to her feet. He stopped when he noticed the blank stare on her face. He looked down at what she was staring at; she had coughed up a lot of blood. Harm couldn't think of anything, but getting Mac to the hospital. He picked her up and set her down on her bed and raced back into the kitchen turning off the stove and grabbing her jacket. He ran back into the bedroom and put the jacket on Mac, not even bothering to see if she was strong enough to do any of it. He picked her up and headed out of the apartment and down to his car.
Driving to the hospital was quicker than an ambulance, Harm thought. He made sure that Mac was in the car all right before running around to the other side and getting in the driver's seat. He started the car and headed for the nearest hospital.
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0700 Zulu
Georgetown Memorial Hospital
Georgetown, Virginia
Harm had been waiting in the Emergency Room waiting room for almost four hours. No one was telling him anything. The fact that he wasn't a blood relative or her husband wasn't helping either, that was their excuse every time he asked something. Harm was about to go complain to one of the ladies at the desk when a nurse walked out. "Commander Rabb?" she asked sweetly.
Harm looked up and then quickly walked over to the nurse. "Is she okay? Can I see her?"
She smiled, "she WILL be fine…and you can see her." She opened the door and walked in holding the door open for him. "This way…"
Harm walked in.
She began walking, "Colonel MacKenzie is very lucky to have such a nice husband…" She stopped and turned to him.
Harm was in a slight state of shock. "I'm…not her…"
She smiled a bit more, "she's inside," she told him pointing to the door to her left.
Harm smiled at her, "thank you."
"You're welcome," she said and then walked off.
Harm entered. Mac was lying in a medical bed in a hospital gown, she was sleeping. There was an IV hooked up to her arm, and she looked extremely pale. He pulled a chair over next to her bed, and sat down taking his hand into his.
The door opened and a grey haired doctor walked in with a chart. "You must be the Colonel's husband…I'm Doctor Castleton."
"Uh...yeah…Is she going to be all right? What happened?"
"Commander Rabb, right?"
Harm nodded, "right."
"Your wife, has been given a small dose of poison, but it could have been just from pesticides from vegetables…has she eaten anything today?"
"Uhhh she might have had something in the morning or at lunch, I'm not sure…"
"Well, she should be fine…as soon as she wakes up and the IV finishes, you can take her home."
"Thanks."
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0900 Zulu
Georgetown Memorial Hospital
Georgetown, Virginia
Harm and Admiral Chegwidden sat in the waiting room of the Emergency Room. Harm had called him and woken him up to tell him what was going on with Mac. The admiral had come down to check on Mac, since after Harm called he couldn't sleep. "So, did the doctor say what kind of poison was used?" Chegwidden asked.
"No. He said maybe it was from some pesticide on vegetables or something…"
"Maybe it was intentional…" he suggested.
"What? They would have caught that, wouldn't they? Mac would have been a lot sicker…"
"You never know, Commander…but you do have a point….Mac wasn't in that much danger it seems."
The door to the Emergency Room area opened and a nurse wheeled out Mac in a wheelchair. "I can walk," Mac insisted to the nurse for not the first time.
"Colonel, you're not going anywhere until you're in your vehicle," she told Mac.
Mac frowned a bit when she saw the admiral. "Sir, you didn't need to come down here…"
"Colonel, I wanted to come and make sure you were all right. Commander Rabb was just being concerned."
"He shouldn't have woken you up, sir," Mac argued.
"Mac, relax…" Harm interrupted.
"Why don't I get her to your car, Commander?" the nurse suggested.
Harm smiled. "It's in the west lot."
The nurse followed Harm and the admiral with the wheelchair to the west lot.
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0910 Zulu
West Lot - Georgetown Memorial Hospital
Georgetown, Virginia
Harm helped Mac into his car. "You folks have a nice night," the nurse said and then headed back into the hospital with the empty wheelchair.
"She shouldn't be alone," Chedwiggen simply stated.
"I'll be..." Mac started, but was interrupted.
"She's not, sir," Harm interrupted and looked at Mac. "I'll stay with her."
"You sure Commander?" Chedwiggen asked.
"Yes, sir."
"Colonel?"
"It's fine…" Mac told him.
"Good, you two take a few days off."
"Thank you, sir," Harm said.
The admiral merely nodded and then headed to his car. Harm got in and drove back to Mac's house.
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Author's Note: this is my first JAG fic…and possibly the only one. I have just started watching it and it's all to blame on Riley! So, if I get the characters wrong, I AM SO SORRY! I shall try though! :
JAG
"Occupational Hazard"
By innocent choir girl
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Chapter 1 - Troubling Times
2345 Zulu
Mac's Office - JAG Headquarters
Falls Church, Virginia
Lt Colonel Sarah MacKenzie was in her office looking over one of the cases she was working on. She could feel the start of a headache and set down the file and closed her eyes taking a breath. It had been a long day, but she usually didn't feel like this even on long days. She had certainly had worse days. Her head was starting to ache and she was had been feeling a bit sick to her stomach. Great, she thought, I'm coming down with something! A knock came at her door. "Come in," she called setting her head in her hands and closing her eyes again trying to will the pounding in her head, but it wasn't helping. She actually felt it was only getting worse.
"Mac? You okay?" Harm asked concerned when he entered her office and closed the door behind him.
She looked up. "I'll be fine, just a headache."
"You sure? You don't look too good."
Mac smiled a bit, "why thank you, Harm. You know just how to make me feel better," she told him sarcastically.
"I didn't mean it that way…"
Mac smiled, she knew what he meant.
"Why don't you go home?"
"I need to finish re-reading this case file," she told him indicating to the file folder on her desk.
"Mac, it'll be here tomorrow…come on, I'll come over and make you dinner."
"You're going to make me dinner?" Mac asked interested.
"I'll make soup or something…"
Mac had to admit, she wasn't going to finish reading with her headache only escalating. And Harm's dinner invite did sound good. "Okay," she said sounding very obviously exhausted and in need of his rescuing.
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0015 Zulu
Mac's Apartment
Georgetown, Virginia
Harm was in the kitchen starting to boil the broth and cutting up vegetables while Mac was changing out of her uniform into something more comfortable. Harm was worried about her. Harm finished cutting up the vegetables and dropped them into the broth and then went on to cut up the chicken. Mac was taking a long time, Harm noticed. "Mac, you okay?" Harm called still cutting up chicken and putting it in the pot. She didn't answer. Harm washed his hands and then headed for Mac's bedroom door. He knocked, "Mac?" There was again no answer, Harm opened the door a bit and peeked in, he didn't see her. He opened the door more. "Mac?" he repeated and then saw her sitting on the floor of her bathroom near the toilet. He walked over and crouched in front of her. "Mac…I think we better take you to the hospital…"
"Harm, I just need to lie down…" Mac told him weakly.
Harm helped her up and to her bed. "You sure you'll be all right?" Harm asked as he watched Mac get under the covers. She nodded. "Okay, well just rest okay?" Harm walked back to the bathroom to turn off the lights when he noticed that Mac had thrown up in the toilet and that not only had she thrown up her stomach contents but also quite a bit of blood. Harm froze, but then quickly flushed it and turned off the lights. If she's not better in an hour I'll take her, Harm promised himself mentally. He walked back over to her to see that she had already fallen to sleep, he felt her forehead, and she wasn't warm so he wasn't worried.
Harm decided to let her sleep while he finished making dinner.
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0330 Zulu
Mac's Apartment
Georgetown, Virginia
Harm had left the soup on the stove to simmer and had fallen asleep on the couch. He hadn't meant to fall asleep; he just wanted to give Mac space and got too comfortable. He had been woken by something though, a noise, he could hear it. It had to be Mac. He got up and walked into Mac's room to find her out of bed and in the bathroom with her head over the toilet. He walked over to her; he knew there wasn't anything in her stomach she could throw up. "Mac…come on," he said helping her to her feet. He stopped when he noticed the blank stare on her face. He looked down at what she was staring at; she had coughed up a lot of blood. Harm couldn't think of anything, but getting Mac to the hospital. He picked her up and set her down on her bed and raced back into the kitchen turning off the stove and grabbing her jacket. He ran back into the bedroom and put the jacket on Mac, not even bothering to see if she was strong enough to do any of it. He picked her up and headed out of the apartment and down to his car.
Driving to the hospital was quicker than an ambulance, Harm thought. He made sure that Mac was in the car all right before running around to the other side and getting in the driver's seat. He started the car and headed for the nearest hospital.
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0700 Zulu
Georgetown Memorial Hospital
Georgetown, Virginia
Harm had been waiting in the Emergency Room waiting room for almost four hours. No one was telling him anything. The fact that he wasn't a blood relative or her husband wasn't helping either, that was their excuse every time he asked something. Harm was about to go complain to one of the ladies at the desk when a nurse walked out. "Commander Rabb?" she asked sweetly.
Harm looked up and then quickly walked over to the nurse. "Is she okay? Can I see her?"
She smiled, "she WILL be fine…and you can see her." She opened the door and walked in holding the door open for him. "This way…"
Harm walked in.
She began walking, "Colonel MacKenzie is very lucky to have such a nice husband…" She stopped and turned to him.
Harm was in a slight state of shock. "I'm…not her…"
She smiled a bit more, "she's inside," she told him pointing to the door to her left.
Harm smiled at her, "thank you."
"You're welcome," she said and then walked off.
Harm entered. Mac was lying in a medical bed in a hospital gown, she was sleeping. There was an IV hooked up to her arm, and she looked extremely pale. He pulled a chair over next to her bed, and sat down taking his hand into his.
The door opened and a grey haired doctor walked in with a chart. "You must be the Colonel's husband…I'm Doctor Castleton."
"Uh...yeah…Is she going to be all right? What happened?"
"Commander Rabb, right?"
Harm nodded, "right."
"Your wife, has been given a small dose of poison, but it could have been just from pesticides from vegetables…has she eaten anything today?"
"Uhhh she might have had something in the morning or at lunch, I'm not sure…"
"Well, she should be fine…as soon as she wakes up and the IV finishes, you can take her home."
"Thanks."
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0900 Zulu
Georgetown Memorial Hospital
Georgetown, Virginia
Harm and Admiral Chegwidden sat in the waiting room of the Emergency Room. Harm had called him and woken him up to tell him what was going on with Mac. The admiral had come down to check on Mac, since after Harm called he couldn't sleep. "So, did the doctor say what kind of poison was used?" Chegwidden asked.
"No. He said maybe it was from some pesticide on vegetables or something…"
"Maybe it was intentional…" he suggested.
"What? They would have caught that, wouldn't they? Mac would have been a lot sicker…"
"You never know, Commander…but you do have a point….Mac wasn't in that much danger it seems."
The door to the Emergency Room area opened and a nurse wheeled out Mac in a wheelchair. "I can walk," Mac insisted to the nurse for not the first time.
"Colonel, you're not going anywhere until you're in your vehicle," she told Mac.
Mac frowned a bit when she saw the admiral. "Sir, you didn't need to come down here…"
"Colonel, I wanted to come and make sure you were all right. Commander Rabb was just being concerned."
"He shouldn't have woken you up, sir," Mac argued.
"Mac, relax…" Harm interrupted.
"Why don't I get her to your car, Commander?" the nurse suggested.
Harm smiled. "It's in the west lot."
The nurse followed Harm and the admiral with the wheelchair to the west lot.
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0910 Zulu
West Lot - Georgetown Memorial Hospital
Georgetown, Virginia
Harm helped Mac into his car. "You folks have a nice night," the nurse said and then headed back into the hospital with the empty wheelchair.
"She shouldn't be alone," Chedwiggen simply stated.
"I'll be..." Mac started, but was interrupted.
"She's not, sir," Harm interrupted and looked at Mac. "I'll stay with her."
"You sure Commander?" Chedwiggen asked.
"Yes, sir."
"Colonel?"
"It's fine…" Mac told him.
"Good, you two take a few days off."
"Thank you, sir," Harm said.
The admiral merely nodded and then headed to his car. Harm got in and drove back to Mac's house.
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