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"who's going to be your best man? " Harm asked Tony
Tony shrugged. "not sure yet. Its not like I have my own Sarah or anything"
This took Harms mind years back. Without Sarah there wouldn't have been a wedding at all
Sarah was looking for Harm. She had had it with him and his awful attitude. She could only put up with so much.
He had actually yelled at Harriet, Harriet of all people. She didn't know what was up with him but he was in for a hell of a reality check, marine style.
If he continued on like this he wouldn't have any friends left. At this point she wasn't even sure if she would call herself his friend.
She had been by his apartment, his favorite park to run, his mechanic, his favorite bar, she even called his mother en Serge. In the end she had just one option left and that was the small hangar witch housed Harms plane.
As she drove towards it she started to put things in order in her head. When had Harms mood begin to deteriorate?
It had begun gradually. He hadn't been seeing someone as far as she knew. Although she suspected Harm finally had someone in his life. After Mattie moved out almost a year ago she expected him to mope around for a while but although he had missed her and they still called weekly he had moved on. Seeming happier and more settled then she ever knew him to be.
But had disappeared over the course of one month. What had happened? Nothing to do with his father or he would have told her. His career was finally out of its flunk. He hadn't been on any secret CIA missions as far as she knew and his mother and Frank were in good health. Whats crawled up your ass and died Rabb?
She parked her car and started to look out for the owner of the airstrip. Soon she noticed a middle aged man sweeping the Floor in Hangar 1.
"hello, "
"hello, little lady "
Sarah crinched but decided that fro now finding Harm was a bit more pressing and asked
"I'm looking for Commander Rabb. Have you seen him"
The man grinned and somehow managed to keep his cigarette hanging between his lips.
"seen him? The bugger is becoming a permanent fixture. He has been up in his plane most nights this week "
Sarah shook her head . Of course Harm would go and fly at night.
"is he up there now?" and she looked up towards the sky.
The man nodded while blowing smoke out of his nostrils.
"yeah, should be coming in any minute now to refuel , your right on time missie.
"Your his woman?" he then asked
she shook her head. "no just a friend"
"yeah right "he shot back. "well if your not the lassie he is trying to fly out of his system someone else is. I recognize the signs "
Sarah was startled when she saw Harm climb out of the cockpit. He looked like hell.
She hadn't noticed when she saw him in uniform, but he lost weight. His jeans just barely hung around his waist and he looked like he hadn't taken a proper bath or shave in a week. Witch she knew not to be true because he had looked well groomed in court yesterday.
"Harmon Rabb Junior get your ass in here now " she called out in her best Colonel voice.
She saw his yaw set as he heard her, but after a moment he seemed to brace himself and strode towards her.
"what are you doing here? " he snapped as soon as he reached her.
"I'm here to tell you to get your head out of your ass and start acting like a normal person again "
"and who are you to decide whats normal. Maybe i am being normal. Maybe I'm not acting but am just the way i was made! "
Confused Sarah looked at Harm. Not the reaction she had expected him to give.
"what the hell are you talking about Harm? I know you, you are not like this"
"you don't know me "he yelled back
"of course i know you , you big stupid fly boy!"
"no you don't…Nobody does….."
Something in his eyes made her stop from yelling back. He looked so sad.
"then tell me, tell me who you are Harm. "
Apparently her calm tone made him consider it. He took a deep breath and replied whispering
"I'm the biggest hypocrite of the god damn military "