Pure and Simple
Author: Catch Disclaimer: I'm a poor high school student, I don't own anything, let alone these characters. But if DPB wants to give them to me, I'll gladly take them. Author's Note: This is really just a reaction fic to a line Harm said in "Defensive Actions" that really moved me.
"The truth is rarely pure and never simple, Mac."
How do you do that? Cut right to the chase without every addressing the issue. I guess it's not only you though. We have both done our fair share of skirting around our true feelings. But Hell, I don't even know your true feelings. I'm just assuming there was an underlying reference to our relationship. For all I know, you could have strictly been talking about CMDR O'Neill.
Somehow, I don't think that's the case this time. You didn't even look at me when you said it, but I've seen that look of confusion in your eyes always masked by a tone of conviction in your voice. You would have thought by now that you would have learned that you can't fool me. I know you too well, Harm to be fooled by that. Your comment catches me off guard though and my confusion matches yours. Why can't the truth ever be pure and simple with us? I have a hard time accepting that it can never be. But you said it yourself, Harm. I have a way of making complicated things too simple. Can't we find a middle ground between the complication and the simplicity? I can see that middle ground, Harm, but I can't get there by myself. I need you to come with me.
Hasn't it been long enough, Harm. When will you finally let go?
How is it that we are not able to make the truth pure and simple between us? I have a feeling that it's not just the UCMJ getting in our way. I'm just as scared as you are, Harm. Scared of losing my best friend if I admit to you how I feel. But you are so much more to me than my best friend. You're the love of my life. Why is it that I can admit that to Sturgis but not to you? Three little words, three simple words. But you've shown things aren't so simple. Let's make them simple, Harm. Please. I want you. I need you. And that's the truth, pure and simple.
Author: Catch Disclaimer: I'm a poor high school student, I don't own anything, let alone these characters. But if DPB wants to give them to me, I'll gladly take them. Author's Note: This is really just a reaction fic to a line Harm said in "Defensive Actions" that really moved me.
"The truth is rarely pure and never simple, Mac."
How do you do that? Cut right to the chase without every addressing the issue. I guess it's not only you though. We have both done our fair share of skirting around our true feelings. But Hell, I don't even know your true feelings. I'm just assuming there was an underlying reference to our relationship. For all I know, you could have strictly been talking about CMDR O'Neill.
Somehow, I don't think that's the case this time. You didn't even look at me when you said it, but I've seen that look of confusion in your eyes always masked by a tone of conviction in your voice. You would have thought by now that you would have learned that you can't fool me. I know you too well, Harm to be fooled by that. Your comment catches me off guard though and my confusion matches yours. Why can't the truth ever be pure and simple with us? I have a hard time accepting that it can never be. But you said it yourself, Harm. I have a way of making complicated things too simple. Can't we find a middle ground between the complication and the simplicity? I can see that middle ground, Harm, but I can't get there by myself. I need you to come with me.
Hasn't it been long enough, Harm. When will you finally let go?
How is it that we are not able to make the truth pure and simple between us? I have a feeling that it's not just the UCMJ getting in our way. I'm just as scared as you are, Harm. Scared of losing my best friend if I admit to you how I feel. But you are so much more to me than my best friend. You're the love of my life. Why is it that I can admit that to Sturgis but not to you? Three little words, three simple words. But you've shown things aren't so simple. Let's make them simple, Harm. Please. I want you. I need you. And that's the truth, pure and simple.