Title: "Untitled"
By: Chicago Chick
Rating: PG
Summary: Mac is thinking to herself, or so she thinks...
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2047 EASTERN SARAH MACKENZIE'S APARTMENT GEORGETOWN, VIRGINIA
Sarah MacKenzie was sitting on a lounge chair on her patio, looking up at the stars.
"I wonder if you're up there," she said seemingly to no one.
But in reality, she was thinking back to all of the people who left her to go there. Eddie, Dalton, Chris, her father, and possibly even her mother.
"Man," she thought out loud, "People really don't like me, do they?"
What she didn't know is that she wasn't alone. Her best friend, Harmon Rabb was standing in the dark behind the screen door.
'I wonder what brought this up?' he thought in his head.
Next thing you know it, Harm's going to join them. Just like everyone else, leaving me here, and alone. Why break the chain of a lifetime?" she continued aloud.
'Hey!' Harm's mind shouted.
"No I wouldn't!" He thought he said mentally.
"Harm!?" she said stunned, "What are you doing here? How long have you been standing there?"
"I don't know to both..." he said as he opened the door and walking through to sit on the rail in front of Mac.
She pulled her robe tighter around her to ward off the late night chill. He smiled his flyboy grin, and watched her cinch the belt.
"What?" she said suspiciously.
"Noting, just thinking of that time in Russia when you basically told me that you didn't sleep in anything," he said still grinning.
"I do to wear sleep in something!" she said offensively.
"Prove it!"
"Alright, I will!" she shot back.
What's under the robe, Marine? He said while eyeing her.
"My pajamas flyboy!"
"Oh really?"
"Yes!"
"Let me see!"
"Why?"
"Because. You have to prove that you actually wear pajamas." Harm defended.
"Fine!" she conceded, "Then you have to take me to Beltway's for lunch all next week!"
"Okay, whatever."
She untied the belt, and flashed it open, and then closed it tight again.
"Come on, I didn't even see!" Harm complained.
"Come on Harm!" she whined.
"Come on, Mac!" he mimicked.
He slid off the the rail, and kneeled down, pulled her up, and led her inside. He brought her over to the couch, and pulled open the robe. It revealed a black cammy, with obviously nothing underneath it, and grey cotton shorts with "USMC" written down the side.
"Wow," was all he could manage.
He looked up into her wide, brown eyes and realized what could possibly be running through her mind...
Sorry, but this is where I would put in the TBC. In the next chapter... ~ What is Mac's reaction to Harm's sudden interest in her? Stay tuned!
Thanks for reading. Review please! Chicago Chick C: ^_^
2047 EASTERN SARAH MACKENZIE'S APARTMENT GEORGETOWN, VIRGINIA
Sarah MacKenzie was sitting on a lounge chair on her patio, looking up at the stars.
"I wonder if you're up there," she said seemingly to no one.
But in reality, she was thinking back to all of the people who left her to go there. Eddie, Dalton, Chris, her father, and possibly even her mother.
"Man," she thought out loud, "People really don't like me, do they?"
What she didn't know is that she wasn't alone. Her best friend, Harmon Rabb was standing in the dark behind the screen door.
'I wonder what brought this up?' he thought in his head.
Next thing you know it, Harm's going to join them. Just like everyone else, leaving me here, and alone. Why break the chain of a lifetime?" she continued aloud.
'Hey!' Harm's mind shouted.
"No I wouldn't!" He thought he said mentally.
"Harm!?" she said stunned, "What are you doing here? How long have you been standing there?"
"I don't know to both..." he said as he opened the door and walking through to sit on the rail in front of Mac.
She pulled her robe tighter around her to ward off the late night chill. He smiled his flyboy grin, and watched her cinch the belt.
"What?" she said suspiciously.
"Noting, just thinking of that time in Russia when you basically told me that you didn't sleep in anything," he said still grinning.
"I do to wear sleep in something!" she said offensively.
"Prove it!"
"Alright, I will!" she shot back.
What's under the robe, Marine? He said while eyeing her.
"My pajamas flyboy!"
"Oh really?"
"Yes!"
"Let me see!"
"Why?"
"Because. You have to prove that you actually wear pajamas." Harm defended.
"Fine!" she conceded, "Then you have to take me to Beltway's for lunch all next week!"
"Okay, whatever."
She untied the belt, and flashed it open, and then closed it tight again.
"Come on, I didn't even see!" Harm complained.
"Come on Harm!" she whined.
"Come on, Mac!" he mimicked.
He slid off the the rail, and kneeled down, pulled her up, and led her inside. He brought her over to the couch, and pulled open the robe. It revealed a black cammy, with obviously nothing underneath it, and grey cotton shorts with "USMC" written down the side.
"Wow," was all he could manage.
He looked up into her wide, brown eyes and realized what could possibly be running through her mind...
Sorry, but this is where I would put in the TBC. In the next chapter... ~ What is Mac's reaction to Harm's sudden interest in her? Stay tuned!
Thanks for reading. Review please! Chicago Chick C: ^_^