I Have A Date

This is dedicated to Fiona for telling me to write something NOW. This is set to the final scene of Fit for duty. What if Harm had different plans when the other woman asked him to dinner? Lets just say he did and he didn't ask Mac to join them. My story, my fun. Want it to go on? Let me know!!!

As she neared the elevator she groaned quietly at the couple standing at the doors. Harm and yet another blonde. One certain blonde bimbo trying to take him for his worth. She heard the woman laugh and rolled her eyes knowing she was clearly hitting on Harm. He, of course was all smiles and couldn't for the life of him take his eyes off her.

"Over dinner." Mac heard blondie say. Again Mac rolled her eyes only this time when she glanced at Harm, he was looking directly at HER, SMILING!

Their eyes seemed to connect and she held her breath. He kept smiling at her with his head cocked to the side. That Harm look he gives when he's spreading on the charm. What was he doing? He had just been asked out by his perfect type and he was watching her. Mac felt her lip turn up at the side with her fun mischievous smile she rarely used anymore and saw Harm laugh. He leaned on the frame of the elevator and his eyes twinkled.

"I'm sorry, I have other plans." Said Mr. I'm so cool.

"Well, maybe another time." The woman said as she stepped into the elevator.

"Going down Mac?" He asked as he swept his cover across his body and bowed to her.

"What are you up to?" She whispered as she walked by him and joined the other woman, followed quickly by Harm.

The ride to the ground floor seemed to take forever in Mac's mind. She could see Harm glancing over to her every bit and her breathing would not even out. She could feel the daggers stabbing into her side from the other woman. FINALLY the ding from the elevator announced happiness and escape. Everyone exited the elevator and the other wounded fox glanced quickly at the two officers then scurried away with her tail between her legs.

"So?" Harm broke the silence.

"What?" She was worried. He was up to something.

"Doing anything tonight?" He smiled and she tried not to fall for his charm again.

"I have a date with my TV tonight." She smiled when he laughed at her.

"Okay then." He pushed off the wall and held the door open for her, then headed toward their cars. "Need a ride?"

"Uhhh, no I'm good. Thanks though." She questioned his tactics as he opened her car door for her and stood there with his flyboy famous grin again.

What was he up to? He had been so back to the old harm lately it was driving her crazy. They were back to their playful bantering, flirting, and sexy take me now looks. Everything had changed since her accident on Christmas eve.

"Have a good date Mac." He made sure she was safely in the car, the shut the door, waiving at her.

Later that evening Mac was just settling down to watch her movie. She flipped the blanket over her and grabbed the remote. Clicking Play, she jumped at the sudden ringing of her phone. She grabbed the phone and hit pause on the remote.

"Hello?

"Hey."

"Harm? What's wrong.?"

"Nothing, just thought id call and see if you started your movie yet."

"Just about to."

"Did you eat yet?"

"Noooo." She was getting curious now.

"Why don't I grab some chineese and come over?"

"I thought you had plans?"

"What? Oh well I did. I do." He stammered.

"Harm. Cut it out, what's up with you?" She insisted.

"What movie did you get?"

"Step up 2 the streets. Harm?"

"Oh I have wanted to see that movie. Chinese?" He was praying silently.

"Fine." She gave in. What the hell.

"Open the door." He smiled knowing she was quietly cursing him out.

She flipped the blanket off her and stomped to the door. Flinging it open she laughed at the sudden sight of him yanking the bags of food in front of his face. "You know, I was going to yell at you, but since you bring food, ill let you off the hook. BUT your are still a pita."

"Pita?" Harm asked as he walked by her, making sure his arm brushed hers in passing.

The touch did not go unnoticed nor the butterflies that suddenly took up residence in her stomach. "Pain in the ass." She answered with a smile when he just smiled at her.

"Well then, now that I know how you feel about me. Start the movie Colonel."

Mac sat down and flipped the blanket over her legs as she pushed play and settled against the cushions with her box of sub gum chicken and rice. She sent occasional glances to the handsome man now sitting directly next to her. There was a whole couch, yet he chose to sit right in the middle.

"What?" He asked finally.

"Nothing. Just trying to figure you out." She laughed.

"Good luck. Its chilly in here, can I share your blanket?" He just wanted to be next to her.

She laughed a quick laugh and held the corner of the blanket up for him as he slid underneath it. She was wondering if her choice of outfit was the right choice. Wearing shorts and a Marine t-shirt left a lot of skin exposed that just happened to be next to that crazy no good man.

Harm was dying inside as he slid beneath the blanket and his hand touched the bare skin on her legs. He felt her tense up and start to move her leg, but he quickly laid his hand on her leg and held it there, smiling.

"Harm?" She started.

"Just relax." He whispered as he leaned back even with her.

Relax. Ya, NO! That hand is touching me. Touching skin, skin on my leg. Butterflies need to really power down here. She finally looked toward him and smiled as he watched the TV. She felt him move his hand and quickly moved her hand to intercept his. He smiled when she slipped her hand in his and their fingers intertwined together like one. They sat for the rest of the movie holding hands beneath the blanket there on her couch.

An hour later when the movie finished and Mac stopped the video, she leaned back into the position she had been in only turned slightly to face him. He moved their hands up to his chest and just laid them there and smiled.

"Know what?" He asked as he slowly glanced over at her.

"What?" She turned her head and found her mouth only inches from his.

"We should do this more."

"Watch movies, eat, or hold hands?"

"All of it. This was a fun date."

"It wasn't a date Harm."

"Sure it is, you had a date with your TV, I was here so I'm involved as well. Don't argue with a lawyer Mac, you know that."

"I have a better one, Don't argue with a Marine." She laughed when he brought her hand to his lips and kissed it.

Harm smiled as she tried to pull her hand away, causing him to pull her closer to him. He got a twinkle in his eye and decided to see how far his kisses could take him. He kissed her wrist, moved to her elbow, raised up from his place on the couch and released her arm, slipping his between her body and the couch.

"Harm." She questioned cautiously watching his eyes turn dark

"I have an idea." He whispered.

"I bet you do Sailor. But…"

"No Mac no more buts, no more excuses. I'm going to kiss you, you wont push me away cause its what you want too. Then we can talk."

"I…" She stared to say but was cut short when his lips moved to meet hers.

She moved her hands to cup his face as his hands roamed her back and side. The kiss was intense. Nine years of waiting exploded into one kiss. One moment that they would never forget. The moment that would determine the rest of their lives.

When the need for air broke them apart, they sat there looking at each other. Still in each others arms they started to laugh.

"So, what do you do on the second date?" She asked as he broke into his famous flyboy grin once again, melting her heart even more than ever.

"Well I guess we have to go on another date to find out now don't we?" He smirked.

"I guess so." She answered and leaned in for another kiss.