Disclaimer: JAG, the JAG logo and all recognizible characters belong to...not me. I wish they did, 'cause then I think they'd be alot more happy. Oh, well.

WAKING UP and SEEING THE LIGHT

JAG Headquarters 1100 ZULU

Commander Harmon "Harm" Rabb, Jr. was sitting behind his desk, staring off into space. He didn't even notice his friend come into the office.

"Sir?"

"Huh? Oh, sorry Bud. Something you need?"

Closing the door, Bud Roberts walks in looking unsure. "Permission to speak freely, sir?"

"Granted."

"You look like hell...sir. I know it's probably none of my business, but, you really need to get it together."

Harm frowns. "Excuse me?"

"There is no excuse for you right now, sir. It is painfully obvious to those of us who know you that both you and the Colonel...well you want more than the current relationship you have. Yet, you both insist on pretending that you're "just friends". Why?"

"Bud I have no idea..."

"Sir, I am not naive or dumb. Neither are the rest of your friends. We are also not blind. Please don't treat us like we are. Ok, lets try this another way. Commander Rabb, do you swear to tell the truth, the whole truth and nothing but the truth, so help you God?"

"Bud, what are you..."

"Yes or no, Commander?"

"Ok, yes."

"Good. Do you, Commander Rabb, have an attraction to Lt. Colonel Sarah Mackenzie?"

"...yes."

"Then, Commander, why do you refuse to make any sort of move towards the Colnel?"

tbc