I don't own JAG. Trust me, if I did, Harm and Mac would've gotten together about twenty years ago. ;-) Just a though. Enjoy.

1624 ZULU

JAG HQ

Falls Church, VA

"You awake there, Marine?" Harm asked, causing her to jump. She nodded, staring into the eyes of her partner and best friend. "Thinking about Clay?" She nodded again and saw him cringe. He hated Clay. Because he had Mac and Harm didn't? Possibly. No, there was no possibly to it. Dammit, Harm knew he loved Mac. Why couldn't he say it? "I'm sorry, Mac."

"It's ok, Harm. Shouldn't you be in court?" she asked, rasing her eyebrow. Things had gotten better for the two of them lately. They were talking, being friendly, and only arguing in the court room.

"Nope. We gave him a sweet deal and he took it," he said, closing her door and sitting on the corner of her desk, as close to her as he could get.

"Why are you sitting on my desk?" she asked, grinning. He smiled his flyboy grin and her heart melted. 'Why did he always have to do that? Thank God I'm sitting,' she thought to herself.

"Have dinner with me tonight?" he asked.

"You needed to close my door and sit on my desk to ask me that?" she asked. "We usually order something and have dinner on Friday's Harm." He shook his head. "What?"

"As in real dinner, Sarah," he whispered, moving closer to her.

"A date?" she choked out. He grinned and nodded.

"Will you go out with me tonight, Sarah?" he asked. "I need to talk to you. It's rather important." He called her Sarah twice. That did things to her she didn't want to think about at the moment.

"Will I go back to being 'Mac' come Monday?" she asked, softly, hoping this was for real. He brushed his lips across her forehead.

"Not a chance in hell, Marine," he whispered. She smiled.

"Good. Then, what time are you picking me up flyboy?" It was his turn to smile this time.

1925 ZULU

Georgetown, VA

Mac's Apartment

Mac hurried to get ready, although, she knew Harm was going to be late as usual. He was always late, but that's something that made her love him, right? She smiled in agreement to her thoughts and gave her hair one last look. She had on a semi-short form fitting dress that was strapless. She knew Harm would love it. She smiled again when the doorbell rang.

"You're early Sailor," Mac whispered when she saw Harm. His mouth fell open and she laughed. "That's it? No 'hi Mac, how ya doing?' Figures." She smiled.

"You look absolutely beautiful, Sarah," he responded. Her heart started to beat faster, as it always did when he called her Sarah. Mac smiled.

"Why, thank you Harm. You don't look to bad yourself," she said, running her hand along his tie. "You ready?" he asked, extending his hand. She locked her apartment and closed the door.

"Yep, because, you know what they say about hungry Marines, right?" she asked. He nodded and laughed.

"I hope so," he replied as they headed to his Corvette and to dinner.

The next chapter will be longer...please review