Harm quickly finished his report and tried to make a discrete run for the admiral's office. Everyone in the bullpen was working diligently and kept the talking to a very low murmur. At the sound of an opening door a few heads popped up but just as quickly they returned to their work when they saw who it was.

Tiner looked up as Commander Rabb approached his desk. "Is the admiral busy? I have the report from Annapolis ready for him." Harm said.

"Yes, sir, he's been waiting for you." Tiner said.

Harm knocked once and at the admiral's order entered the office and stood at attention. "What do you have for me, Commander?" A.J. asked.

"Here's the report from my investigation at the academy, sir. Admiral Wainwright is in the process of expelling the midshipman in question." Harm said as he handed over the report.

"Nicely done, Commander, I knew I was right in sending you over there." The admiral said. He read through the report and the statements and began to get really angry. Hermaphrodites were fairly common in the services. But, those that were fully functional, reproductively speaking, were rare. This kind of harassment and betrayal was so infuriating to the admiral that he wanted to bust some heads.

Harm was getting a bit nervous at the admiral's silence. A.J. looked up for some reason and saw the tension building in the younger officer. "Relax, Commander. I'm not upset with you. You did a fine job. I'm just mad at the arrogance of this middie. I don't understand how anyone could be so cruel." He said.

Harm was able to relax somewhat, as much as he was able around his CO that is. The admiral was about to dismiss Harm when the phone on his desk rung, startling both men. A.J. shook his head and snickered. "Go on back to work, Commander. I'm sure you have other files to finish." He said.

"Aye, sir," Harm said and he left quickly.

A.J. watched him leave with a rather silly grin on his face, thankful Harm hadn't seen it. He just couldn't get enough of the younger man. A.J. knew he had to plan carefully in order to win the aviator's heart; otherwise he would pull away and run.

He had to think of a way to win Harm over somehow. As much as A.J. might want to up and ask him out for dinner one night, he didn't think that was such a good idea.