Divine Intervention

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What I think it is going to take to get Mac and Harm together. What might happen after Christmas Eve.

This is my first attempt at a JAG F.F. Please be patient with me. Any and all constructive criticism is appreciated.

Chapter 1

JAG HQ

03 Jan 2005

1300 ZULU (0800 EST)

Mac's Office

Mac had just gotten to her office. She had to admit that she felt better than she had in a long time. Her bruise was barely visible now and she had been able to rest since the accident. She had been able to sleep. Not as long as she would have liked but she had never been able to sleep that well. She knew that her life was still somewhat out of control but she felt better able to deal with it.

Then she saw him. He had come into the bullpen and looked into her office and smiled a hello. They had always been able to talk without words. He had been so good for her after the accident. He was just what she needed him to be, no pressure, just a really supportive friend. What was she going to do about him?

He had finally been able to talk about his feelings. Well sort of. He had grown so much in the last year. He had always been there for her before and he was still willing to be there for her now. But after what the Doctor had told her about her endometriosis could she be enough for him. She only had a four percent chance of becoming pregnant. Carrying a child to term was probably even less. Could she ask that much of him? She felt like she was only four percent of a woman, and he deserved so much more. 'I'm not worthy of him now. I'm too defective'. Should I encourage him to stop waiting for me? Would he do it?

Staring at the picture on her desk, of the two of them in Afghanistan, she remembered how happy they both were, then. She was trying desperately to forget the past year and how unhappy they both had been. She decided to talk to him, today if possible, about where they wanted their relationship to go. No dancing allowed.

Harm's Office

Same time

'Mac looked better today.' She had been in his thoughts a lot lately. He had tried to convince her that he was ready and willing to commit to her. She just couldn't accept it. That really didn't surprise him. They had never been able to get it right. 'I wish I could convince her that I don't care if she can't have kids. Sure I want kids, our kids, but more than that I want her in my life.'

A knock at his door brought him out of his thoughts.

"Enter."

He couldn't hold back the smile when he saw that it was Mac.

"Hey, Marine. To what do I owe the honor of your presence?" he said a little more sarcastically than he intended.

Timidly, Mac looked down. 'I probably deserved that' she thought. "Uh, I was wondering if we could get together…and talk. If you still want to?"

Good job Hammer, she is trying to come to you and you shoot her down right off the deck. "I'm sorry, Mac. I agree. We need to talk. Are you sure you're ready?"

"No. I'm just afraid to put it off any longer." She hoped her voice wasn't trembling as badly as her hands were.

Harm's face showed his understanding. He gave her a reassuring smile. "I don't want to rush you Mac. I'm ready whenever you are. Okay?"

His smile gave her the strength she needed. "How about over dinner tonight? My place, about 1900?"

Grinning, Harm couldn't resist a little ribbing. "You cooking or buying?"

"Buying." Mac couldn't help but smile at the memories that comment brought back. No 'Harm's meatless meatloaf' tonight.

"You're on then," Harm remembered the same conversation and returned her smile.

There was an awkward pause before Mac said, "Thank you, Harm. I'll see you then." She exited his office as gracefully as possible.

Mac's office

1900 ZULU (1400 EST)

Mac had just made here way back to her office after a late lunch. Just a salad from the commissary. 'Getting older, need to lay off the Beltway Burgers,' she thought to herself.

She was shaken from her thoughts by a soft knock at the door. "Enter," she said looking up from her files.

A nervous Harm walked in and sat in the chair in front of her desk. "Uh, Mac I may be a little late for dinner tonight."

Mac thought she knew why he seemed so nervous, 'maybe I should let him off the hook.' "It's okay Harm. Maybe we should do it another night. Did something come up?"

"No! I mean I don't want to put it off but, General Cresswell wants me to finish up the case I'm working on as quickly as I can. So I need to go to Norfolk to do an interview this afternoon." Trying to sound as convincing as possible, "I just don't know when I will get back and I don't want you to be waiting dinner for me."

Something in the back of Mac's mind was sending up alarms, but she didn't want to question him to much. "It's alright, Harm. Just come by when you get back and we'll talk. We can always do dinner some other time." She gave him a small smile to let him know she wasn't too upset.

"Are you sure you want me to come by tonight? I mean I might be really late."

He doesn't want to come to my apartment tonight. The alarm had turned into a claxon. 'Battle Stations, Colonel Mackenzie.' "Fine, if you don't want to come over tonight we'll just have to wait until YOU'RE ready," she said a little louder than she intended.

'Good job, Rabb. You're two for two now. Try and smooth it over with her. She can't know what you're really doing tonight, but you don't want to make her mad either.' Trying to control the emotion in his voice he said softly, "I am ready. I just have to take care of this first, and then you will have my undivided attention. I promise," he added to try and prove he wasn't just avoiding her. She knew he didn't take promises lightly.

'He just had to add that promise, didn't he?' "Okay, Harm. If you want to come over when you get back you know you are welcome. Don't worry about waking me up, you know I don't sleep that much."

"Okay, if it's not way too late. Gotta go." He left her office a little too quickly.

'He's up to something,' she thought, but what could it be?