Title: Safe With Me

Author: Jackie

Summary: After an attack, Mac goes to the only person she feels safe with, Harm. Can they find out who it was before it is too late?

Rating: R and NC-17

Disclaimer: Having gone through all of the papers in an ammo box I have under my desk; I have once again come to the conclusion that JAG is not mine and will never be mine.

Mesh does not belong to me either. Although, I do have two very cool mesh shirts.

"Whatever happens to you, you're safe with me. Whatever hurting you'll do, it won't hurt me. Whatever choices you've made to seal your fate; you've made the much too late." – Mesh "Safe with me."

PART 1

2002 Local

Washington D.C.

Sarah MacKenzie's heels clicked and echoed through the parking lot of the shopping plaza. It was nearly empty for a Thursday night. Due to maintenance of the JAG offices, Mac was planning on taking advantage that she didn't have to be back in the office until Tuesday. She was happy, and for the most ridiculous of reasons. Mac had finally broken it off with Clayton Webb. Normally, when a girl breaks up with their boyfriend, they're supposed to feel some sort of loss or remorse, she felt neither. She thought about how free she felt and marveled in a feeling that she was finally in control of her life. True, she still had this pang in her chest and an ache in her heart over the man she truly loved. But, that would work out. She knew it would because this time, she was going to fight for him. This time, she would tell him exactly what he meant to her and pray he felt the same in return. Taking in a deep breath, she inhaled the air heavy in the scent of atmosphere. It was going to rain and according to superstition, that was a good sign.

Reaching her Corvette, Mac got in and slipped the key in the ignition, expecting the engine to roar to life. When it didn't, she tried again. Popping the hood, Mac got out of the car and walked around to the front. She lifted the hood and took out the dipstick, making sure there was enough oil in the engine. Taking a gander at the battery and the water level, she found nothing wrong with the car. Shrugging, she took out her cell phone. She was in way too good of a mood to let this bring her down. She would simply call AAA and have them tow it to her house. She figured that when Tuesday rolled around, she'd bum a ride to work from Harm.

She shut the hood and sat back in her car, pulling out her cell phone from her purse. When she looked at it, she found no signal. "Damnit." She said, realizing that the covered garage was probably the culprit. Sighing, and now irritated by the notion that she would not be getting home any time soon, she got out of the car, grabbed her cover and started making her way back to the department stores.

Mac got nearly half way there when, from the shadows, a man with a trench coat stood in her path. His head was down low making the baseball cap he was wearing shadow his eyes. Pretending that it didn't bother her, Mac moved to the left and was going to try and move around him when the man mirrored her moves. She slid her car keys between her middle and ring fingers, a weapon in case she needed it. Trying to get passed the man, she went right only to be blocked yet again. "Get out of my way." She yelled in a hard drill instructor tone. The moment she said it, she wish she hadn't. The man took a baseball bat out from his coat and rushed forward.

Running as best she could on heels, Mac made it to her Corvette and slipped inside, inconveniently forgetting that it would not start. The moment she slipped the key into the ignition, she heard the thud against the top of her car. Looking up, she saw the fabric tear and a hand trying to reach in and grab her. Moving over the gear shift, she opened the passenger door and ran out just as her drivers side window was smashed into a zillion pieces. She ran harder than she ever had in her life, but he still caught up with her.

Her body landed in a heap on the ground. The man had jumped at her, brought her down with him. He turned her over, trying to straddle her body and brought the baseball bat up high over his head. Before he had the chance to bring it down, Mac kneed him hard in the groin and slipped out from under him. She kicked him in the rib cage before running barefoot out of the parking lot and into the streets.