Disclaimer: I don't own JAG, the characters, Smirnoff, or any thing else I for got to mention.
A/N: Harm and Mac are an item but other than that it can be any where in any of the seasons. Just a little fluff I though up listening to Breaking Benjamin's So Cold THIS IS NOT A SONF FIC SO PLEASE DO NOT DELETE MY ACCOUNT!!!!!
P.S. I would really appreciate it if you would R&R I posted a story on here B4 and no one reviewed it. I was heart brokensobs Please don't break the heart of a poor writer again and review.
P.P.S. this is my first real fic so constructive criticism is always welcome just no flames please it just degrades your intelligence.
Vodka Brings Nothing but Pain
Harmon Rabb was in high spirits. He and Mac were working on a case to together and, unless their client brandished a gun in the court room, winning was all but guaranteed. He had left to pick up a surprise dinner for them. He stifled a laugh at the thought of Mac munching down a beltway burger and fries and him Lo Mein by candle light. He shifted the food to his left hand and opened the door
"Hey Mac I thought you could use some…" the first thing Harm noticed was the pungent smell of alcohol in the air. The second was the sight of Mac sitting on the side of the bed with her head in one hand, and a bottle of Smirnoff in the other. "You've been drinking." He said in a quiet voice. She looked up at him; her features glazed because of the vodka took another big gulp of the chronic and replied "No shit"
"Why don't you give me the bottle?" He said calmly reaching for it with his right hand. She gave a laugh and stood up "Now why the hell would I do that!?!" she exclaimed ambling towards the couch. "Because I'm your friend, and I care about you." "Really, well I'll just bet you heard from your daddy. In fact I'll bet good ole dad would have been a great father if he were there."
He pursed his lips. It was all he could do from leaving her to drown in her sorrows, and booze, right there. She threw her head back and laughed before she spoke again. "Vodka's my only friend." He gritted his teeth and walked towards her "No its not" he said his voice strong and unwavering "But it sure as hell can take them from you" With that he grabbed the bottle out of her hand and threw it against the wall, shattering it to pieces.
She gave him a look of pure hate. "You son of a bitch" she spat climbing off the couch and running to the liquor cabinet, only to find Harm had padlocked the door shut. Mac began pounding on the door, trying in vain to get it opened. He stood ten feet from her with his arms crossed. She turned back to him, "Give me the key" she demanded in a loathsome voice. "No" he replied coldly. She stared into his eyes hers filled with rage and fury. He stared straight back, his eyes cold as steel.
She got up ran over to her bedside table, rummaged through a drawer, and turned holding a pistol. "I'll say it one last time, give me the goddamn key" she pointed the gun at him. Harm chuckled and reached into his pocket. His hand emerged with the key.
"Is getting drunk really worth killing some one over" he said as he twirled the key on his middle finger and walked towards her. She pulled the hammer back but he didn't miss a step. He walked until his face was less than an inch from the barrel and he spoke. "If drinking is worth so much to you…" he paused as he looked at the gun barrel, which was starting to shake just slightly. "Then shoot me take the key and drink till your hearts content"
Tears rolled down her cheeks and the gun barrel was shaking erratically. Harm felt a pang of guilt making her go through this, but it had to stop. He mustered up all his courage and yelled "YOU WANNA DRINK SO BAD!? SHOOT ME!"
Mac let out a cry, threw down the pistol and fell into Harms waiting embrace. "I hate you!" she sobbed pounding his chest with her fists "IHATEYOUIHATEYOUIHATEYOU" she screamed. Harm simply held her tight, stroked her hair and cooed "shhh, its ok, it's going to be alright" this went on for at least an hour before Mac finally settled down and fell asleep in his arms.
Harm picked her up and laid her on her side in bed. After which he slumped in a chair and cradled his head in his hands. Was it really worth it, the stress on her, and the stress on him? He looked at her sleeping so peacefully. The moonlight danced through the billowing curtains of an open window and across her features. And, suddenly seeing her at peace like that made everything he'd went through worth it.
He took a shower, put on a fresh pair of pajamas, and climbed into bed next to her. Just before he went to sleep he leaned over whispered in her ear "I love you Mac" and kissed her on the cheek. He lay on his back running through tonight's events one last when time he felt her roll over lean up to his ear and whisper "I love too Harm" and planted a kiss on his cheek.
He felt a lump in his throat, chocking him and the sting of tears in his eyes
His hand searched for hers, and hers for his until their hands met and their fingers intertwined under the blankets.
They went to sleep, with alcohol the last thing on their minds.
A/N: Well there you have it. Hope it gave you the same fuzzy feeling it gave me to write it. R&R and please tell me if the characters were out of well character :p
P.S. I was thinking of writing a bigger fic but in no one reviews then I won't waste my time writing for no one.
Signed –tokillabunny