Fanfic #3

One Of His Own

Author: Ren

Rating: PG-13 (for some language)

Type: AJ/Mac/Brumby

Spoilers: Later part of season 6

Summary: AJ and Mac are thrown together by a series of problems, leading to a show down at JAG

Disclaimer: The show JAG and its characters belong to Belisarius Productions, Paramount Network TV, CBS and Viacom INC.  They are used for entertainment purposes only.  No Infringement of any copyrights was intended.

 

 

Parts 1 and 2

PART 1

 

0600 hours    

Running trails @ Chegwidden residence

McLean, VA

 

 

As AJ ran up the last hill toward home, the sun rose above the ridge.  In the new light he saw the dew sparkle across the grass, and fragrant blooms cover the trees.  He loved spring because it meant baseball, and nothing but baseball could occupy this much thought.  Except Lieutenant Colonel Sarah MacKenzie: lately she held his attention.

 

AJ ran faster trying to clear his mind.  With all the trouble the Navy was having, he needed to be sharp.  He entered the yard behind the garage, and slowed to a walk.  He was taking a deep, relaxing breath, when a woman’s voice took him by surprise.

 

“Sir,” she said.

 

AJ pulled his sweatshirt off.  His sweaty t-shirt clung to his skin, making Mac blush.

 

“Colonel.  Hi.  What are you doing here?”  A smile crept across his face.

 

“Good morning, sir.  I don’t mean to bother you, but the SECNAV called.  He was unable to reach you, and he wants your report on the sub incident.  Apparently, he is meeting with an attaché from the Japanese government this morning.  He thought it would be best if you joined them,” she replied awkwardly, and then quickly looked away.

 

“He thinks I should join them,” AJ answered flatly.  The smile left his lips as he thought about the meeting, “I guess that puts a damper on my breakfast.  You didn’t have to come out here.  I’m sure the SECNAV would have found me sooner or later,” he said, even though he was glad she came.

 

Mac was still blushing when she handed him a file, “Admiral, I just thought you might want to save yourself a trip.  Tiner told me your notes were on your desk.”

 

“Thank you, Colonel.  Still, it was on my way in.”

 

AJ noticed Mac’s face; she seemed to be avoiding him directly.  “Colonel?  Is everything all right?” he asked.

 

“Yes, sir.  I was just thinking that it was no trouble.  Admiral, do you want me to make you a quick breakfast?” she asked.  “Ah, sir, I mean after all, you need your strength for the meeting.”  Again, Mac looked away from him.

 

“Well, the SECNAV does suck all the strength out of you,” he replied wanting to yell yes.  “But, I’ll be OK.  Don’t you have work to do on the Collins case?” AJ said, trying to change the subject.

 

“Yes, sir.  I better get back.  Bud is probably wondering where I am,” Mac replied as she turned and headed for her car.

 

“It’s early, Colonel.  Bud is still at home.”

 

“Right.  Sir.  I better go.  The Collins case,” Mac jumped in her car, and waved good-bye as she backed down the drive.

 

AJ went inside, and headed for the shower.  “Sarah,” he said tossing the file on his bed. “You always know exactly what I need.”

 

 

1430 hours

JAG Headquarters

Falls Church, VA

 

 

Mac sat in her chair spinning her engagement ring.  She tried to listen to Bud, but she could not shake the thoughts that flooded her mind.  Was this the right thing?  Was Mic the “one”?  The tension between her and Mic was escalating.   For a lawyer, he lacked communication skills.  The surprises kept coming.  It felt as if she was holding a live grenade.  “If I pull the pin”, Mac thought, “will I be able to release it before it blows?”  The last thing she wanted was another troubled and pain-filled relationship.

 

“Ma’am…ma’am?” Bud’s voice startled her.

 

“Ahh…Bud.  Sorry I was somewhere else.”

 

“It’s all right Colonel, I didn’t mean to disturb you, but…” he said and pointed to Tiner who stood in the doorway behind him.

 

“Sorry for the interruption, ma’am, but the Admiral wants to see you and the Lieutenant ASAP.”

 

“Thanks, Tiner,” she replied knowing that the Admiral wanted an update on the Collins case.  The problem was, they had not prepared the update yet.

 

As she and Bud headed to the Admiral’s office, Mac thought about that morning.  She was still embarrassed, and unsure how AJ would react.  Still, this was going to be a wonderful distraction.  “AJ,” she mused. “You are the ultimate.  So confident, so sexy!”

 

 

 

1915 hours

Mac’s Apartment

Georgetown

 

“Smells great, love,” Mic said as he slipped out of his suit, “I’m going to grab a quick shower.”  Mic leaned over and gave Mac a peck on the cheek.  “Everything OK now?” he asked worrying about last night.

 

“Everything is fine, Mic,” she replied hoping the smile would be convincing.

 

Everything was not fine.  Mic was going out of town to work on his new case, but they settled it at the last minute.  After the fight they had yesterday, Mac really wanted the time alone--She needed the time alone.

 

 Turning off the timer, she pulled the pot roast out of the oven, thinking back to the time in the JAG kitchen when she had prepared pot roast.  God, it must be almost two years ago?  She and AJ stood talking, he was going on about this and that, and how they could mean something else.  At the time she had know idea what he meant.  Now Mac wished she could go back in time.  She would have done something more than offer part of her dinner.  She did not know what, but she would have done something.

 

Mac could hear Brumby humming in the shower.  “I wonder if he sings in the shower?” she quietly asked out loud.  Picturing AJ in the shower, humming a tune.  What tune?  A smile spread across her face when she thought about that night in McMurphy’s.  AJ had started singing ‘Baby It’s Cold Outside’, and they all joined in. 

 

“Marine,” she whispered.  The thought of watching him take a shower enveloped her.  Slowly removing the medals, his stars.  Unbuttoning the white shirt, releasing the buckle of his pants.  She could imagine AJ turning to her, and giving that mischievous grin as he pulled off his t-shirt and pants. 

 

“I’m going to take a quick shower,” he would say, as he gave her a peck on the cheek.  Mac felt the warmth creep up her face, she was smiling when Mic surprised her with his words.

 

“I guess everything is OK judging by that smile on your face,” he said as he took her in his arms.  “I love you, Sarah.”

 

“Yeah, Mic, me too,” she said.

 

 

PART 2

 

 

0900 hours

JAG Headquarters

Falls Church, VA

 

AJ, on his way back from the kitchen, noticed Lieutenant Singer in Mac’s office.  Mac was not in.  “What is she doing?” he grumbled. 

 

“Lose something Lieutenant?” he snapped as he slipped up behind her.  He loved the element of surprise.

 

“No, sir.  I can’t find the files you asked me to get,” she replied dryly.

 

“Did you check with Tiner?  He’s had them since last night,” AJ growled as he folded his arms across his chest.

 

 Singer was an ass kisser.  However, AJ could not trust her true motives.  Capable of handling the more difficult cases, she had to earn them just like everyone else.  Something she could not grasp. 

 

AJ stood in Mac’s doorway surveying the bullpen as Lieutenant Singer left.  He was concerned about Mac.  Where was she this morning?  She missed the briefing, and he knew things troubled her.   How could he help?  He would remain neutral because of the engagement, and his position as commanding officer.  “If he’s hurt her,” he thought.   No, Brumby was a good man, but things did not feel right.

 

 

0930 hours

Mac’s Corvette

Virginia

 

The red corvette raced down Interstate sixty-six.  Mac knew the Admiral would be fuming because she missed the briefing, but what could she do?  Her cell phone battery was dead, and she might as well be dead too.  “Marine!  Get your head on straight!” she yelled hitting the steering wheel with her fist. 

 

 Although angry about her lack of progress, yesterday AJ spoke to her through lingering eyes.  His body language soothed her.  “No! Stop it!” she yelled, again.

 

Mac slammed the accelerator to the floor.  “I need to get to JAG, before he kills me!!” she groaned not noticing the sirens and flashing lights of the Virginia State Patrol car behind her.  “Damn!” she yelled.

 

 

1015 hours

JAG Headquarters

Falls Church, VA

 

 

 Mac flew into her office, dropped her briefcase on the floor, and hastily rummaged through the pile of files on her desk.  AJ appeared minutes later, and stood next to her.

 

“Little late today, Marine,” he said with that mischievous grin.

 

Mac paid no attention to his smile.  “Sorry, sir.  I’m behind on the Collins case, I forgot to charge my cell phone, I got this speeding ticket, and, sir, I have no excuse for being late today,” she said in amazement.

 

 “You need a few days off.  Let Bud handle the Collins case so you can recharge, Sarah,” AJ said tenderly moving closer to her.

 

Catching her breath, she scanned the bullpen to see if anyone was lurking.  “He should tear into me for being late and behind,” she thought to herself.

 

“Sarah, take the time off.  I’ll fix the paperwork.  You fill Bud in.  Tell him I want this case filed by Friday,” he said taking a step closer.

 

“But, sir, I don’t deserve a break.  I deserve a kick in the six,” she replied, looking into his brown eyes.

 

“I’ll decide who gets a kick in the six, and when!” AJ retorted.  “You are taking the rest of the week off.  That is an order, Colonel!”  Their eyes locked together.  He grinned again, and left for his office.

 

Mac watched him walk away.  He made her feel breathless, why couldn’t Mic do the same?

 

 

1300 hours

Mac’s Apartment

Georgetown

 

Mac decided to leave town without Mic, but how could she explain it to him?  Knowing that Mic would, she called JAG not wanting any surprises.  Gunny answered, thank god.  They made arrangements for her to be out on “official JAG business”.  Mac knew bringing Gunnery Sergeant Galindez to JAG was a great idea, even if AJ thought it was his.  She laughed out loud as she placed her bags by the door. 

 

Mac called Harriet too.  Harriet, a loyal friend, understood why she needed a break.

 

“Bye, Jingo,” Mac said to the dog who was following her close behind.  “I can’t take you with me this time.”

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