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When First We Meet |
April 20, 2004 |
Disclaimer: The characters of JAG are the property of Donald Bellisario and Bellisarius Production, Inc. Used without permission. No copyright infringement intended. May be reproduce if unchanged, author given full credit, and no financial transaction is involved.
Spoilers: We the People, Heroes, Second Sight.
Author Notes: Feedback is greatly welcome.
Part 1: we met in a rose garden
0830 hours
11 August 1996
Harm’s Office
Harm was sitting in his office wondering what life had in stored for him. He had been in a state of depression for the last eight months. The woman he was planning to spend the rest of his life with had been killed in a senseless murder eight months ago. They were going to get together and go away for a week to talk about a possible future together. A future Harm hope would be for the rest of their lives. But it was not to be. It had been a senseless killing. She had been kill because her CO hadn’t acted on her sexual harassment complaint.
Then a few weeks later his partner, Lieutenant Meg Austin, had requested a transfer without talking to him. She had left while he was away on leave visiting his mother. He needed to talked to someone who loved him about Diane’s death. Why did Meg have to leave when he needed her the most. She had a way of keeping him on his toes. She made him laugh. They had gotten pretty close over the last year. She would have been a good friend to talk to about the pain of losing Diane. Did she leave because of him or something he did.
Earlier this morning the Admiral had called him into his office to give him some good news First the Admiral told him that he was being awarded the Distinguish Flying Cross for saving the CAG’s life. A year ago Harm had been investigating the disappearance of a woman RIO. She had made history being the first woman in combat to shoot down a plane. He hadn’t flown in five years. He didn’t even wear his wings anymore. But that day the CAG needed someone in the back seat while he flew a sortie to get information of where the artillery was located. He jumped at the chance to get back into a tomcat. On the return flight the CAG was injured badly. He had to take over and land the plane at night. He was scared, but he had to save the CAG. The CAG was a good friend of his father who had been shot down in Viet Nam.
Second piece of information that the Admiral gave him was, he was getting a new partner, a marine major. Just what he needed he thought, a jarhead. He was probably a short bald headed fat old guy with breath of stale beer and sausage. He probably had tattoos all over his body. He probably chewed tobacco and spat all over everything Could his life get any worse.
0900 hours
Aboard a military hop
Major Sarah MacKenzie was leaning back in her seat reading a file on Lieutenant Commander Harmon Rabb Jr. She had been pulled off a double murder trial to come to Washington DC. She was a little upset. It was the type of trial that could make your career Instead she was being assigned to work with a Harmon Rabb, a hot shot lawyer who was a former naval aviator, the navy poster boy.
He was being awarded the Distinguished Flying Cross for saving the life of Captain Tom Boone, the CAG of the Seahawk. Harmon Rabb hadn’t flown a tomcat in five years since he had an ramp strike while landing the plane due to night blindness It seem that not only did he land the plane in the dark but also from the back seat, something that is rarely done particularly during war time conditions.
He seemed larger than life to Sarah. He was six feet four inches tall with brown hair and blue eyes. He appeared to be what every woman’s idea of what a real man was suppose to be. He must be the Navy’s poster boy if everything she was reading here was true. However it was more likely to be someone embellishment of an ok guy.
She close the file and wondered why she had been pulled from her case. She prosecuting a double murder case. What was so important that they needed her. She hope it wasn’t for some publicity stunt. Having a marine and a squid working together or was it because he wasn’t a bad looking man and she was a good looking woman.
She could picture the headlines now in her mind. They could be the poster couple of Jag emphasizing teamwork between the Navy and the Marines. She didn’t want to think about all the captions that would follow afterwards. She closed her eyes to catch forty winks. She had gotten up really early this morning to make the flight to Washington DC. She was a little tire.
1000 hours
White House Rose Garden
An hour later her plane landed. She was met by a petty officer who took her to the White House Rose Garden. She was impress that Harmon Rabb was going to receive his DFC medal from the president of the United States. That didn’t happen very often. Since she had arrived late for the ceremony she decided to stand in the back of the audience during the ceremony so she wouldn’t disturb the festivities
As she waited for the Admiral and Commander Rabb after the ceremony she walked around the White House Rose Garden. She was very impress. She loved roses and in the White House Rose Garden there were many different varieties and colors of roses. She stood there for a moment and dreamt about meeting the man of her dreams in a rose garden like this. She had been having that dream ever since she was a little girl She heard footsteps heading her way. It brought her out of her day dream.
As she turned around she saw three men walking towards her. Two were quite tall and the last one a short dumpy man. He looked like a ice cream vendor at the ballpark. She laughed silently to herself at that thought. She stood at attention as they approached her. The first man was Admiral A.J. Cheggewidden.
The next one was a little taller. He must be her new partner Lieutenant Commander Harmon Rabb Jr. God, her friend Joyce wasn’t lying to her when she told her how gorgeous Harmon was. In fact she hadn’t done him justice. Her heart began to beat a little faster as he came closer. She began to hold her breath to control her breathing. She could feel her knees begin to weaken.
The three officers stopped in front of her. “As you were Major. Major Sarah MacKenzie, I would like you to meet Lieutenant Commander Harmon Rabb Jr., your new partner” said the Admiral.
As Sarah reached out her hand to shake hands with Harmon, she felt her knees shaking. She hope that he wouldn’t notice, but all he did was stand there staring at her. He gazed into her eyes as though he was looking deep into her soul, looking for the connection that bound them. It was if he knew her. His eyes were the bluest of blue. And he was so tall. Finally a man she could really look up to. All the other men she ever work with were short. They all wanted to date her but none of them ever measure up. When he didn’t respond she began to lower her hand
Harmon meanwhile was in a state of shock. It couldn’t be. Diane was dead. She couldn’t be here. But she looks just like Diane, but she was in a marine uniform. Still she does looks good in marine green. She’s so beautiful
Then he realized he was acting like an idiot. He reached out and took her hand. It was very soft and feminine for a marine. But her handshake was firm. “Do you two know each other?” asked the Admiral as he watch Harm stare with recognition of the Major. “No Sir.” replied Sarah. “Yes Sir.” replied Harm at the same time.
Sarah looks at him with a puzzled look. What does he mean he knows me. I’m sure that if I ever met someone as gorgeous as Harmon I would remember him. He must be mistaken. “Sorry Sir. The Major only looks like someone I use to know” apologized Harm. “Well don’t get too close, you two have to work together.” declared the Admiral.
“You can call me Sarah.” offered Sarah. “You can call me Harm” replied Harm. Sarah ignored Bud except when they were ready to get into the sedan. She couldn’t believe Bud didn’t remember the proper protocol of entering a vehicle. What a buffoon. They all got into the sedan and went to Jag.
Part 2: The dance begins
1200 hours
JAG Headquarters
They met with Clayton Webb when they got to JAG Headquarters. He was waiting for them in the Admiral’s office. He briefed them on their assignment. They were to recover a stolen document, the Declaration of Independence from a Colonel Matthew O’Hara.
Sarah was a little stun. Now she knew why she had been pulled from her double murder case. They were expecting her to find and lead them to her Uncle Matt. Somehow she knew she had to find him by herself and convince him to return the document. She didn’t want him to get hurt or killed. Uncle Matt, why in the world would you do something like this she wondered.
1230 hours
Harm’s Apartment
Harm and Sarah had a flight out to Arizona in two hours. Harm took Sarah over to the BOQ to get her a room and pack a bag for their trip. She pack an extra uniform, some undergarments and some civies.
Then they went over to Harm’s residence. When they arrived at his place Sarah was aghast. The building looked like an abandon warehouse. They walked into his apartment. It was even worse. Sarah was shock to say the least. What a pig sty.
“Nice decorum Harmon. What do they call this, early disaster?” asked Sarah as she started to giggle. “No. I recently moved in here. My last place was shot up while I was protecting an ambassador’s wife. I get a break in the rent if I fixed the place up myself.” replied Harm.
“Couldn’t you hire someone to come in here and do it for you. It would be much quicker if you did.” asked a perplexed Sarah. “I could do that, but I like doing things myself. I like working with my hands.” replied Harm as he smiled. “Do I need to give you a red light Commander?” kidded a bemused Sarah.
“What? No. I meant I like to use tools to do work around the house.” responded a surprised Harm. Where did that come from Harm thought to himself. She does seem to have a wry sense of humor. She thinks quick on her feet. Just maybe this could work out thought Harm.
“When did you learn how to do all this?” asked an interested Sarah. Not only is he good looking and smart but he knows how to work around the house. He definitely is a find. I’m going to have to get to know him a lot better thought Sarah. He’s definitely someone I wouldn’t mind having in my life everyday. “A few years ago I crash my tomcat in a ramp strike I was very seriously injured. During my recovery I spent a lot of time on my Grandmother’s farm. There was an old Stearman bi-plane my father and I were going to rebuild when he came back. But he never came back.
At first I didn’t want anything to do with it. It reminded me that I wouldn’t be flying jets anymore. But later I learn about how to do the work and developed my skills as a tradesman. It also was good therapy for me as I came to grips that I wouldn’t be a naval aviator anymore.”
“So you don’t fly anymore?” asked Sarah. “No, not on a regular basis anymore. I only fly a couple times a year when I investigate misconduct where there are airplanes.” replied Harm. “What did you fly?” asked Sarah. “Tomcats!” replied Harm.
“This is an interesting use of a refrigerator.” observed Sarah as she looked inside for something to drink. “A cooler inside a refrigerator with ice to keep things cold. You could just plug it in.” “I haven’t had the chance to wire the electrical outlets yet. It’s my next task.” smiled Harm.
He hadn’t felt this comfortable talking with a woman since Diane’s death Sarah was everything that Diane was and more. Diane had been a special woman in his life, but somehow Sarah promise to be so much more. Not only did she have Diane’s beauty, intelligence, and wit, but she had a sense of strength and power, that is she was in total control. That he was going to have to earn everything he got from her. He was going to enjoy getting to know her. He then heard her stomach growling.
“Are you going to feed me before we get on the plane for Arizona?” asked Sarah as she grabbed a couple of drinks. “I supposed I could if I have something in the cooler.” smiled Harm. “Well there’s not much in here.” replied Sarah. “Maybe we should stop somewhere on the way to the airport. Ok Sarah, what would you like to eat.” asked Harm.
“A juicy hamburger and greasy fries would taste pretty good right about now.” replied Sarah. “You eat dead cow? Ugh!” replied Harm as he pretended to put a disgusted look on his face. “But if that’s what you want I know a place we can stop at.”
Harm took her Beltway Burgers and Sarah was in heaven. She grabbed two beltway burgers and a large order of fries. Harm grabbed a chicken sandwich. He shook his head in amazement as she devoured the food.
“I see you like the food.” commented Harm. “It’s been eight hours since I last ate. I had to grab a very early flight this morning. This place is great Harm. Thank you so much.” replied Sarah as she gave him one of her best smiles. Harm almost fell out of his chair when he saw her smile Wow! She is so beautiful. How am I supposed to work with her without falling in love with her.
A short while later they were on the plane flying back to Arizona. Sarah had fallen asleep It was her second long airplane ride of the day and she was tired. As she slept her head slumped over onto Harm’s shoulder. Harm looked over and smiled Boy did she look beautiful sleeping there. He lift his arm up so she could rest her head on his chest. He then wrapped his arm around her. He knew she would be more comfortable.
A stewardess stopped by and asked him if she could get him or his wife anything. Boy did he wish she was his wife. But what was he thinking. He had just met Sarah. He didn’t know anything about her. He had to put thoughts like that out of his mind for now. He had a job to do. She was his partner. Let’s just take one step at a time.
Several hours later they landed in Arizona. As they were landing Sarah woke up. She was a little embarrassed to find her head lying on Harm’s chest, but Harm just smiled and said no problem.
They met up with Webb and his cronies. Webb took them out to the site where the document was stolen. They had been examining the mail truck that was carrying the document Webb was going up in a helicopter to check the surrounding area for any signs of Colonel O’Hara and his men.
Harm was going to join him while Sarah drove to the military base to talk to the base commander. But when Harm saw her going the wrong way he suspected something was amiss. He got out of the helicopter and got into the car with Sarah.
“Where are you going Sarah?” asked Harm warily. “To the base Harm.” replied Sarah. “The base is the other way Sarah. Where are you really going?” asked Harm. “I must have gotten turned around Harm, not enough sleep.” responded an unsure Sarah. “Not likely marine, what’s the real story?” demanded Harm.
“I don’t think he will be at the base.” replied Sarah “Who Sarah?” asked Harm. “Colonel O’Hara, Harm. The Colonel is retired from the marines. There’s a place he’s been know to hang out at. That’s where I was going.” replied Sarah “Then I’m going with you.” demanded Harm.
“I think this is something I should to do alone. The Colonel knows me. He doesn’t know you. You could get hurt.” replied Sarah as she tried to talk Harm out of going with her. She thought she could talk her uncle into giving her the document if she was alone. But if someone was with her, her uncle might react negatively and someone could get hurt.
“Why is that Sarah.” asked Harm. “He’s a Marine Colonel and I’m a Navy Commander” replied Harm. “Don’t say I didn’t warn you Commander.” replied Sarah. She wasn’t interested in debating the issue with Harm. She could tell that he was too stubborn to give in to her. “Who is the Colonel to you Sarah?” asked Harm. “He’s my uncle, Harm. The most important person in my life.”
They drove for a couple of hours before they came to a small town. They stopped at a gas station to get some gas. Sarah went into the station to freshen up and change her clothes while Harm arranged to rent a truck from the gas station attendant.
“I think we should make a change in vehicles.” Harm told Sarah. “Why Harm?” asked Sarah. “I don’t trust Webb. I think he may have hidden a tracking device somewhere in the car. I don’t want to take a chance. I don’t want him to know where we are going.” replied a concerned Harm. “What are we going to do?” asked Sarah
“I’ve arrange with the attendant to rent his truck.” replied Harm. Sarah took one look at the truck and shook her head. “What is it with you and old cruddy things Harm? Will this thing even run.” asked Sarah.
“The attendant assures me it will. We can tell the Colonel that I’m your boyfriend. That we were out camping when we heard the news about what he did and you wanted to see him. See Sarah, there’s even a bed in the back of the truck.” Harm smiled his famous flyboy smile.
“In your dreams flyboy. So are you going to feed me before we go, I’m hungry.” Sarah replied half smiling. “Yeah, I guess we can stop and get something to eat. Are you always hungry Sarah?” asked Harm. “Only when I’m not fed on a regular time table. And today has not been a normal day for me.” chuckled Sarah.
As they drove along the road to Red Rock Mesa, Harm kept staring at Sarah. She was becoming a little uneasy. “Why do you keep staring at me like that Harm?” asked Sarah. “I keep forgetting you’re not her.” Harm replied sadly. “The one who wasn’t a marine?” asked a concerned Sarah.
“She only looked like you and talked like you, but I’m not sure about the smile. You haven’t really smiled for me yet.” smiled Harm “I’m sure that smile of yours usually gets you what you want with navy squids. But it has no effect on me. I’m a marine. We’re immune to the charms of squids.” replied a determine Sarah. “Besides I been too busy and tired to smile.”
It’s taking all my self resolve not to pull over and ravage you thought Sarah. He’s so gorgeous and it seems like he’s a really caring person “I’m not trying to charm you Sarah. I’m only trying to understand and get to know you better.” replied Harm. “It sounds like I have a twin out there.” answered Sarah. “Not anymore” replied a rejected Harm.
Part 3: Where did you meet your sailor?
After driving for a couple hours more they came to an old billboard. They stopped and got out. There wasn’t much to see. The town that had been there when Sarah was growing up was deserted and in ruins. “There use to be a small town here when I was growing up. Over there is Red Rock Mesa. Uncle Matt is probably up there.” Sarah said while pointing to Red Rock Mesa.
“It’s beautiful here Sarah. How come you used to come here?” asked Harm. “Uncle Matt use to take me hunting for dinosaur tracks. We would find a few. We would make up stories about what they were doing. How are we going to get up there Harm?” asked Sarah.
“We could signal him with the headlights of the truck.” replied Harm “How are you going to do that?” asked Sarah. “Morse Code, Sarah. You flash the lights long and short for dots and dashes.” smiled Harm. “Good thinking there flyboy.” as Sarah gave him a small smile.
After they tried signaling her uncle off and on for thirty minutes they stopped. They didn’t want to kill the battery. They talked for another hour waiting for a response from her uncle, but none came. It was getting pretty late and Sarah was getting sleepy. Harm notice that she was beginning to nod off.
“Why don’t you go inside and get some sleep. I don’t think your uncle is coming tonight.” suggested Harm. “What are you going to do?” asked Sarah. “I’ll grab a blanket and sleep out here under the stars.” replied Harm. He didn’t know how comfortable she would be sleeping that close to him.
“Don’t be silly Harm. It gets pretty cold out here in the desert at night. Besides there’s enough room inside the bed of the truck for two people as long as you stay on your side of the bed.” smiled Sarah. “Ok Sarah. I’ll come inside and sleep since it’s ok with you” responded Harm.
“Anyway if Uncle Matt does happen to decide to come visit us during the night your plan would be more believable. That you are my boyfriend, that is if he sees you sleeping inside with me. If you’re sleeping outside he probably won’t believe you’re my boyfriend.” replied Sarah. She like the idea of sleeping next to Harm. Maybe, just maybe if she wish real hard, her dreams might come true.
It didn’t take long for Sarah to fall asleep. She dreamt about Harm. She dreamt that they dated. That they fell in love. That they got married and had a couple of kids. It took Harm a little longer to fall asleep. He couldn’t help looking at Sarah sleeping there beside him. She reminded him so much of Diane, but he knew she wasn’t her. He knew one thing though, he could easily fall in love with her if she gave him half the chance. When Harm finally fell asleep he had the first pleasant dream since before Diane was killed. He fell asleep with a smile on his face.
Harm and Sarah woke up the next morning to the sound of someone banging on the window of the truck. Sometime during the night Sarah had rolled over and was now laying with her head and arm on Harm’s chest. Harm’s arms were wrapped around her. Harm smiled at her when he saw her there. Sarah realizing where she was blushed. She was slightly embarrass to find herself in his arms and her head on his chest. She gave him a small rap as she got up off him.
“Couldn’t keep your hands off me flyboy?” joked Sarah as she got up. “What are you talking about. You’re the one who rolled over onto me and took advantage of my good nature.” replied Harm as he took a hold one of her hands. “Yeah right. In your dreams flyboy. We both know you pulled me over on top of you. After all you are a squid.” laughed Sarah. “You’re a funny girl marine.” replied Harm as he let go of her. “Yep, that’s me, a funny girl. Time to get up flyboy. We have company.” ordered Sarah.
They got up and got out of the truck. They saw her uncle and a few of his men. He was surprise to see her there. The last thing he had heard she was in L.A. Mac went over to give him a hug.
“Sarah, what are you doing here?” asked her uncle. “We were on a camping trip. When I heard about you on TV. I thought I would come visit you” replied Sarah. “Who’s your friend Sarah?” asked her uncle. “He’s my boyfriend, Harmon Rabb.” smiled Sarah as she wrapped her arm around Harm’s arm and gave her uncle a big happy smile.
“Harmon Rabb, what is it that you do?” asked her uncle as he shook Harm’s hand. “I’m a commander in the navy Sir. I’m a lawyer like Sarah.” replied Harm with a smile. “A squid Sarah? I thought I taught you better then that. Where did you meet your sailor Sarah?” asked her uncle smiling.
He knew Harm must be someone very special. He knew Sarah didn’t trust too many men after being abused by her father growing up. She was absolutely glowing right now. “I met him in a rose garden Uncle Matt.” replied Sarah. She had shared her dream of meeting the man she was going to marry with her uncle many times. He knew the significance of where she met Harm. “Hymmmm.... Let’s go Sarah. We’ll talk about it later.” said an interested looking uncle.
Before Uncle Matt got into the helicopter he turned to one of the men. He told him to take the truck into town and get Father O’Malley. The helicopter then flew them all to the top of Red Rock Mesa. Uncle Matt talked with Harm and Sarah for a while before going off to tend to business.
An hour later he came back with a sheet of paper. He had Harm and Sarah fill it out. Twenty minutes later he came back with another man. “What are you really doing here Sarah?” asked her uncle. “What do you mean Uncle Matt? I told you, We are on vacation. I was camping with my boyfriend when we heard about you. I figured that you would be here. So I decide to come see you and introduce you to my boyfriend. You are the only one I consider my family.” replied Sarah sadly. Her mother had abandoned her when she was fifteen. She got away from her abusive father as soon as she could two years later.
Uncle Matt turned around and ask “Is that right Commander?” “Yes Sir. I love your niece.” replied Harm with a smile that lit up the sky. He felt a little uneasy with this lie they were pushing on Sarah’s uncle. Harm was afraid it could blow up in their faces if her uncle didn’t believe them.
“Then you don’t mind then that Father O’Malley marries the two of you today.” asked her uncle. “In my day a man didn’t sleep with a woman unless they were married. The position I saw you two in this morning ....... Well let’s just say Commander you need to do the honorable thing. And I won’t take no for an answer. Have I made myself clear Commander?” “Yes Sir.” replied Harm as his knees shook.
Harm looked stunned. What was he going to do. He looked over at Sarah. She gave him a look like “Do you know what you’re doing? Are you crazy? You don’t have to do this. He looked back at her “It’s ok Sarah.”
Now it was Uncle Matt’s turned to look stun. It looked to him like they were carrying on a conversation between them. But neither one of them was saying a word Maybe he was wrong. Maybe they really were in love with each other. He thought with the pressure of getting married they would cave and tell him why they were really there. But maybe this was what true love was all about.
“Could you excuse us for a moment Uncle Matt. I need to talk to Harmon.” asked Sarah. “Ok Sarah. I’ll give you fifteen minutes to talk with him before I return.” replied her uncle.
Uncle Matt and Father O’Malley left Harm and Sarah to talk. They had never seen anything like it before. The nonverbal communication was something to behold. They went out and got a cup of coffee. After they left Sarah turned and look at Harm
“Are you sure you know what you’re doing Harm? You can say no if you want. I’m sure he won’t do anything to you if you refuse to marry me.” said Sarah with a look of sadness in her eyes. “We came here to do a job Sarah. To retrieve the Declaration of Independence from him. If marrying you will help us accomplished the job then I’ll do it without thinking twice.” replied a very serious Harm.
“Ok Harm, as long as you’re ok with this. I would understand though if you don’t want to marry me.” replied Sarah. She wanted to marry Harm so much. It would be a dream come true though she would have like it to have been done in a church. “Yes Sarah, I’m ok with it.” smiled Harm.
“Are you two ready?” asked her uncle as he return. “We don’t have any rings.” responded Sarah wishfully. “I took care of that before I came out here.” replied Father O’Malley. Once again Sarah gave Harm a look of “I tried” and he looked back as “Oh well”.
Father O’Malley conducted a small wedding service. When he complete the wedding he told Harm he could kiss Sarah. Harm hesitated at first but then went ahead and kissed her. Wow! Harm said to himself as the kiss deepen. She kisses so much better then Diane. And it feels so good to have her in my arms. Meanwhile Sarah was thinking Wow! He’s a better kisser then I could ever imagine. I think I felt my knees start to buckle there for a second.
Uncle Matt cough to get them to separate. “Do I have to throw cold water on you two. Here Sarah, I have a present for you.” her uncle told her with a smile. “What is it Uncle Matt?” asked Sarah pretending to be surprised.
“It’s the Declaration of Independence. It’s what you really came here for.” laughed her uncle. “Thank you Uncle Matt. You’re coming back with us aren’t you?” Sarah pleaded with her eyes. “No Sarah. I don’t plan on spending the rest of my life in Leavenworth. I got my point across to the American people and the government It’s time for me to move on. Come on I’ll take you back to your truck.” ordered her uncle. “Take good care of my niece Commander” “You have my word on that Sir.” replied Harm
Later that afternoon Harm and Sarah met up with Webb. Webb was shock to see that Sarah had recovered the document without his help, but was happy to see that they had completed the mission. He also noticed the rings on their fingers.
“How did you manage to get the document Major?” asked Webb. “Unlike you Webb I’m a marine, I know what I’m doing. I know how to get things done.” smiled Sarah as she gave Webb a dig. “Where’s the Colonel? I would have thought that you would have returned with him.” asked a puzzled Webb. He hated leaving loose ends. He liked things neatly tied up.
“He’s gone Webb. Besides you don’t really need him. You have what you really want, the document.” replied Sarah. She didn’t want to go into details why her uncle was still on the loose. “That’s true Major. I have what I really want.” asked Webb.
“By the way Major you want to tell me about the rings on your hands. You didn’t decide to get married why you were gone. I’ve heard that Rabb was a fast worker, but this is even fast for him.” Sarah was about to say something but Harm interrupted. “We were role playing Webb. We didn’t want the Colonel to be suspicious, so we pretended to be married.” Webb smiled “Ok Rabb, I believe you. Good job Major, Commander.”