Just A Little Mistletoe

Disclaimer: I don't own anything, just the fun I had writing this. Ideas came from Gaby, Melissa and Fiona, as well as myself. Thanks guys for the help on this. Im having a blast writing it. Im not sure how long it will be but as I keep getting ideas… bring it on!

Grandma Sarah's eyes twinkled as she smiled and turned back toward the turkey in the sink. Her job was complete, now it was up to the two of them.

THREE DAYS EARLIER

Jag Headquarters

"What do you mean you don't have plans for Christmas? Everyone has plans for Christmas. It's a holiday you can't not have plans for." Harm paced the floor of Macs office.

Mac watched Harm pace back and forth with her face resting in her hand. Every once in a while, Harm would toss his hands in the air while still rambling on and on and on. She knew when he walked in her office that he wouldn't let this whole no plans for the holiday thing, go. She knew he didn't want her to spend it alone. Budd and Harriet had gone to visit her family in Florida leaving everyone at Jag homeless for the Holiday. Harm had been convinced to visit his grandmother and the rest of the family at her home.

"Harm, are you done? I really need to finish this paperwork. I would like to go home, take a long hot bath, settle down with some hot chocolate and watch Miracle on 34th street. The new one, not the old one. I just love the newer one they came out with. And to taste some creamy special made hot chocolate.. MMMM…." Mac moved her tongue over her lips just as Harm glanced her way.

He stopped dead in his tracks and stared at her with that deer in the headlights look he occasionally got when she did something like that.

"Good God woman." He was still standing in the same spot when the door behind him opened.

"Commander, Colonel, plans for the holiday?' The Admiral asked as he breezed around Harm and stood with his arms crossed over his chest.

"I was just telling the Commander," Mac started.

"That she would love to join me at my grandmother's farm for the holiday." Harm broke in and smiled his Harmon Rabb smile that made every worry in Macs brain melt away.

"Splendid idea, its Thursday, I don't want to see you till after New Years then. Have a safe holiday." The Admiral turned and marched out of the office leaving Harm smiling and Mac glaring.

"I'm not spending the whole week with you. I have plans." Mac said as she stood and waived her pen in the air towards Harm

"Ya, ok whatever, ill pick you up at 7 am. Oh and Mac, bring a dress, there's a holiday dance at the grange hall.' He smiled and walked out the door, shutting it behind him. He laughed when he heard the pen tap against the door window.

Later that evening, Mac relaxed in her warm lavender bath with bubbles floating all around her, candle light flickered around the room, soft music drifted from the living room. Mac set her cup down and leaned her head back. The soft ringing from her cell phone made her snarl her face up. She knew he was calling. She could feel it was Harm just out to ruin her evening. Why was he calling, he should be here with her. Wait, What? She sat up and shook her head from side to side trying to get those thoughts out of her mind. She snatched the phone up and sprung it open.

"WHAT!" it was more of a speak now or die threat.

'Hi Mac. Its me. Harm. Whatcha doin?"

"Like I said before, WHAT!" she stressed.

"I was just checking to see what you were doing. Are you all packed? Have you had dinner yet?" He pleaded

"If you must know, I was relaxing in the tub. The nice lavender bubbles circling around me, soft music playing, candlelight, and no thoughts whatsoever. "

"That sounds inviting."

"Oh, it is, its so nice."

"Good, now come eat, dinner is on the table." And with that Harm hung up with a smile.

Mac sat there in disbelief, was he serious?

"Mac, Dinner." She heard his voice from the living room. How had he snuck in without her hearing? That's it, she's changing the locks.

A tap on the bathroom door broke her out of her thoughts. When the door opened, déjàvu hit hard. Harm stood there smiling at her as she sat in the tub with a total look of shock on her face.

"What the hell are you doing?" She yelled as she threw a wet washcloth at him.

He caught it laughing and tossed it back to her making the bubbles fly everywhere as it hit the water. Mac swung her arms at the attacking bubbles and cursed something in Farsi. Or so harm figured it was Farsi since he didn't understand it at all.

Harm reached to the back of the bathroom door and grabbed Macs robe. He laid it closer to her and picked up her towel.

"Let me help you with this." He stood there stretching the towel out like he knew she wouldn't stand up.

This is where the two minds of Mac interfered. The angel side of course said NO Mac no, but the devil side of her won over. Mac kept her eyes on harm as she gripped the side of the tub and stood up. She had a sparkle in her eye that matched harms. She was quite impressed as his eyes stayed on her eyes and never drifted elsewhere.

Harm, being in total shock that Mac had actually took him up on his offer, knew better than to let his eyes drift. Keep it together Soldier, it's just a woman. A naked woman getting out of a tub, in front of you. Sarah Mackenzie, naked getting out of a tub in front of you. Keep your eyes on her eyes, no, no, no, don't stray, she's going to drop kick me I know it. Oh the things you get into. Look up Harm look up.

"Didn't expect that did you sailor?" Mac asked as Harm let Mac take the towel and wrap around herself. She smiled, got a bit braver and leaned forward to kiss his nose.

Harm startled and then smiled his drop dead gorgeous smile. He was caught, hook, line and sinker, he knew it. He was a gonner. He had started the fun and she had taken over. Well, this was going to be one fun holiday, he had a feeling. He swept his arm across the front of him and turned slightly allowing Mac to walk past him out the door.

Mac grabbed her robe and waited for Harm to exit her bedroom before shutting her door. She leaned her forehead on the door and silently wondered what she was doing.

Fifteen minutes later Mac opened her bedroom door. She tried staying in her room as long as she possibly could. What had she done? What had gotten into her mind? This was not the time to start something with Harm, neither of them was ready. Or were they? Was this the next step they needed? Maybe this holiday was the final step between the two of them. Harm stood at the counter holding a steaming mug of chocolate milk. She could see the marshmallows floating on the top. He was being too nice. Something was up. Instantly Macs instincts took over and her guard came back up to reality.

"I was beginning to think you jumped back in the tub." He smirked

"I would of called you." Mac instantly widened her eyes and slapped her hand over her face. Oh my god, had she said that aloud?

She snuck a peak through her fingers and saw Harm laughing with his hand over his heart. Damn. She had said that aloud.

"OK moving on, would you like dinner or dessert?" He asked after he finally recovered

"Just shut up Harm, I'm serious. Your about to go down, I've just about had it with you.

First you show up in my apartment..and, and," She was interrupted with a panic attack. Harm was moving towards her. She took a step backwards, another, another till she came into contact with the couch. There was nowhere else to go. She was stuck, dead in her tracks.

Harm was as close as he could be without being on top of her. He leaned in to her ear and gently whispered, "You would have already taken me down Marine, if you had wanted to." He smiled and gently kissed her below the ear lobe, leaving chills running down her arms.

"Point for me." He said as he leaned away and walked around to sit on the couch.

Point my ass Mac was thinking. So its points we are counting now huh.

"Your on Sailor, you want to play rough, look out. This marine doesn't go down without fighting." She laughed and pointed her finger at him. She walked around and sat sideways on the couch facing him. With one hand she reached up and ruffled his hair and with the other hand she grabbed the remote from his hand. She tucked her feet up under her and pointed the remote at him while jabbing the mute button.

"Mac, I just meant,"

"What's that Harm? Are you afraid now? You are the one that started this, so tough up big boy, the game has been decided."

Harm just laughed and grabbed two cartons of Chinese food off the table. He handed one to Mac and shook his head. This was certainly going to be the best Christmas ever. He planned to win this game. Whatever you may call it. Mistletoe, he needed Mistletoe.