Disclaimer: I don't own the characters of JAG. They belong to Donald Bellisario. However all of the of the other characters are mine.
A/N: In this story Harm is married to CMDR Caitlin Pike and they have two children. Mac is married to my OC and Chegwidden is the JAG .
Chapter 1:
GEN. Jack Boudreaux had just stepped out of the shower when his cell rang. He grabbed it off the sink and said in his gruff raspy voice, "Go for Boudreaux"
His wife of nineteen years; Marine COL Sarah "Mac" Boudreaux said, "Hey Jack; what'cha doing?"
He put the phone on speaker and began to shave as he replied, "Gettin ready for work. What bout you Cher?"
She loved the sound of his backwoods Louisiana twang. She giggled as she said, "Just got done conducting a few interviews."
He asked as he scraped the razor over his chin, "What were the interviews bout an who were ya interviewin Cher?"
Mac replied as she dropped into her desk chair, " A couple of Afghani villagers who claim that a PFC ran a hummvee in to their well."
Jack finished shaving as he asked, ""well did he?"
Mac replied, "Yep."
Jack gave a hearty laugh. The sobered up as he said, "I miss ya Sarah."
Her eyes got misty as she stared at their wedding photo and said in warm loving voice, "I miss you too baby. Just one more week and I'll be home. God this was the longest rotation I've ever been on."
He replied as he grabbed the phone and walked into the bedroom, "I hear ya Cher.
She wiped her eyes as she asked, "What's on the agenda for today?"
He replied, "I gotta grab Vic and an shoot up ta Washington. I gotta meet wit my lawyer an hotfoot it ta the Senate ta testify in front o the Intel Committee."
She asked, "Who's your lawyer?"
He replied as he pulled a clean and pressed Class A uniform from the closet, "AJ."
She said, "You'll be fine then. Just remember to keep that famous temper of yours under control."
He smirked into the phone as he snarked, "Copy that COL."
Then she asked, "How's Claudia; I miss her so much."
Jack grinned into the phone as he sat on the bed and said, "She's good. She misses her mommy."
Mac teared up as she thought of her 4 and a half year old miracle baby; After what Sadik had done to her in the Chaco Boreal she was told she'd never be able to bear children. She wiped her eyes as she asked, "Can I talk to her?"
He replied, "Sorry Cher the babysitter just picked er up."
Mac tried to keep the sadness out of your voice as she said, Oh well I'll talk to next time I call. By the way are you going to visit Tasha at Langley when you get to DC?"
Jack gave a hearty laugh as he thought about his 39 year old daughter Tasha. She had been a Marine assigned to MCIA until she had been recruited into the CIA. He replied, "Yea; I'll stop by. I have Webb sendin me updates on er. An I gotta tell ya Cher I don like like what I'm hearin."
Mac had to suppress her laughter; she knew how protective Jack was of his family. She said, "Jack she's 39 year old woman let her make her own decisions."
He was about to argue when suddenly an idea occurred to her, "You should take Claudia with you. I know the Admiral would love to see his youngest goddaughter. Not to mention Harriet and my godchildren."
Jack said, "Let's not forget her Uncle Harm and aunt Kate."
Mac agreed as she said, I'm sorry baby I gotta go. I love and miss you very much"
Jack replied before he terminated the connection, "I love an miss ya too Cher."
He laid his phone on the nightstand by his side of the bed and began to get dressed. He was tall powerfully built man standing at 6'4" tall and weighing 265#. He had a copper complexion, broad shoulders, a narrow waist, jet black hair that he kept in military style crew cut and piercing dark brown eyes. He wore an Army Class A uniform and black meticulously polished bates dress shoes. He had his stainless steel dog tags around his neck, his black Rolex Submariner Date 16610 on his left wrist and his highly encrypted BlackBarry was in his left jacket pocket. He grabbed his go bag containing extra clothes, his black Microtech Halo 5 S/E OTF Automatic Knife, his black .45 ACP Wilson CQB Tactical LE, two extra 8 round magazines his black Galco HALO BELT HOLSTER, his .45 GLOCK 30SF and a black Galco Ankle Holster He then hurriedly packed Claudia a bag, donned his mirrored Gargoyle Outrider sunglasses, squared his Green Beret on his head, grabbed both bags and walked out to his black 2015 Ford F-150 King Ranch. He threw both bags in the backseat hopped in, fired it up and drove away.
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