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This is my first JAG fic, but please check out my west wing and csi fics if they take your fancy. As always, apologies if my language comes of a bit odd, I'm English!
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What SHOULD have happened after Adrift part 2
Chapter 1
Renee's Family Home
"Harm, we need to talk." a voice said from somewhere behind him. Harm had been staying at Renee's parent's house for the last 2 days, trying to help them following the death of Renee's father the day he got out of hospital. He looked up at Renee as she came round and sat next to him on the sofa, taking the papers he was reading out of his hands and placing them on the table.
"Sure Renee, what's up?" He said, reaching out to put his arm around her. To his surprise she moved back slightly, avoiding his embrace. It was then that he looked directly at her face, and was surprised by the resolve that he saw in them.
"I don't think we should see each other anymore." Renee said, looking down at her hands. "I think that after Dad's funeral is over, we shouldn't see each other for a while, and after that, just be friends." Harm just looked at her.
"Renee..." he started
"Don't Harm, I've made up my mind. I'm not the one you want, and trust me Harm, she wants you too. I'm not going to stay knowing that all your life you will still partly be in love with her." Harm opened his mouth to respond. "Don't you dare say you don't know who I mean." Renee carried on, correctly interpreting the look in his eyes. At the surprised look on his face, Renee smiled, "at least it seems that I know you a little bit."
Harm hesitated,
"I don't know what to say." He said
"Don't say anything," Rene replied, "Just be my friend, and help me through this. Then, tell Mac how you feel." Harm looked away, ashamed, and nodded.
"I'm so sorry Renee. I don't deserve you, you've been so good to me, you deserve better than me." He said, wrapping his arms around her and pulling her into a hug, feeling surprised at how relieved he felt.
Mac's apartment
"So Ma'am, have you heard from the Commander since he's been gone?" Harriet asked hesitatingly.
"Harriet, how many times have I told you to cal me Mac when we're off duty!" Mac replied in mock exasperation. Harriet blushed, and giggled,
"Sorry, Mac, old habits die hard I guess…" she hesitated, "So have you?" she repeated
"Yes, once when he landed." Mac replied with a small smile, "he wanted to know if I wanted to fly to Australia and kick Mic's arse for me!" Harriet laughed, noting how much Mac's face lit up at the mention of Harm's name.
"That sounds just like the Commander! According to Bud he's been wanting to do that ever since Sydney!" Harriet stopped, looking quickly at Mac as she realized what she had said, "Sorry Mac, that was insensitive." Mac smiled weakly at her.
"Its ok Harriet, its not like Harm was ever any good at hiding his feelings about Mic. And right now I almost wish I had listened to him."
Mac and Harriet were having a girly night, complete with pizza, chick flicks and copious amounts of chocolate. When she had left Harm's that night, she had turned up on Harriet and Bud's doorstep, sopping wet, and grateful that the rain was hiding her tears. Unfortunately for her however, the rain couldn't cover up her red eyes, and Harriet had spotted them immediately and, shooing Bud out of the room had sat with Mac while she told her the whole story. Since then, Harriet had been continuously checking on Mac and had suggested a girly night to take her mind of everything, with the secret intent of getting Mac to face up to and admit her feelings for Harm. It was such a shame, she had thought on her drive to Mac's apartment, the sparks between those two are so obvious, everyone who has ever met them has seen it. But they are so darn stubborn. I really hope that this will be the wake up call they need.
"Have I told you about the next fundraiser we are having?" Harriet asked, changing the subject to something as far away from Brumby as possible.
"I've heard rumours," Mac admitted with a small smile, "I take it I'm about to be convinced to take part in it?!" Harriet offered her her most innocent smile,
"Ma'am...Mac as if I would ever do such a thing!" they both laughed.
"So tell me," Mac prompted, "Before I get shanghaied into doing something I'll regret!"
"It's going to be a JAG version of American Idol!" Mac inhaled sharply as she took a sip of her diet coke, coughing violently as she choked on its contents.
"You…you want us to sing?!" she asked, wiping tears out of her eyes, a look of great amusement on her face.
"Well, you do have such a lovely voice, I think you would be a shoo-in to win!" Harriet replied with a grin. Mac rolled her eyes at the flattery, and sighed.
"Well I guess I don't really have a choice in the matter, of course I'll sing."
"Thank you!" Harriet grinned, "Do you think you could convince the Commander to sing too?" she added with an impish grin.
"The Squid??!" Mac asked, a gentle smile flashing across her features, "leave him to me!"
"How do you think he and Renee are doing?" Harriet asked, deciding to press her just a little, noting once more the slight flicker of disgust that was swiftly chased away by a more neutral expression at the mention of Harm's blonde girlfriend.
"I'm sure they're doing just fine, Harm will take good care of her." Mac replied, unwilling to say anymore, for fear of someone making her face up to the turmoil she felt inside at the thought of Harm and Renee together when Harm was really hers. Mac froze suddenly, had she just really thought that!?!
Harriet noticed her friend seemed to have frozen, "Mac, Mac," she exclaimed, reaching out a hand and touching her shoulder, "are you ok?" Mac looked up, startled,
"Yes, sorry Harriet, I'm fine, I just spaced out there for a minute, its been a stressful few days" Mac replied hastily, trying to shake that thought out of her head. Don't be stupid Mac, he's not yours, and he never has been she mentally berated herself.
"Can I ask you a question?" Harriet asked, hesitatingly, and seeing Mac's slight nod of assent, took a deep breath and plowed on, "You can tell me mind my own business if you like, but, do you love him? Harm I mean?" At that moment, Mac's phone rang, and, glancing down at the Caller ID she saw that it was the man in question. "Excuse me a minute Harriet," Mac replied, offering her friend a smile to make it clear that she wasn't mad, as she had noticed the nervous look on Harriet's face. With that, she hopped up, and wondered quickly into the kitchen, answering her phone as she went,
"What can I do for you flyboy?" she asked good-naturedly, forcing the pain she had felt out of her mind.
"Renee broke up with me" Harm replied. Mac's heart skipped a beat, damn it Marine. Get a hold on yourself! She mentally shook herself once again forcing her inner turmoil into hiding, merely replying,
"oh Harm, I'm so sorry, are you ok?"
"Yeah, I'm alright, I'll be coming back home in a couple of days, could you let everybody know for me?"
"No worries Squid" Mac replied teasingly
"What about you Ninja Girl, how are you holding up?" Harm asked, the concern evident in his voice,
"I'm doing better thanks, Harriet has been looking after me! She's here at the moment for a girly night" Mac replied with a grin, "Wait til you hear what she planned for the next fundraiser!" Harm groaned, as much as he loved Harriet, and was more than happy to help out for charity, each fundraiser seemed to have him doing more and more embarrassing things, and he did enough stupid things himself without having these events to increase his emabarassment!
"You'll love it!" Mac continued, "I've already signed you up!"
"Maaaaccccc!" Harm whined
"Don't start Flyboy" Mac laughed, "Anyways I should probably get back to Harriet."
"Sure thing Marine, I'll call you when I get back"
"Ok speak soon," Mac hesitated, "Oh and Harm?"
"Yeah?"
"You're a good guy. Call me if you need anything ok?"
"You got it" click the line went dead. Mac smiled to herself, and went back to the lounge where she found Harriet happily munching on a cold slice of pizza.
"Sorry about that," she said, sitting herself back down on the sofa and reaching for the chocolate, "now, where were we?"
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