Just a song I heard and thought it was perfect for a songfic...
JAG and Company - Yeah I don't own'em I just let them out to play. Cindi Lauper - Time after Time
Finally after answering all the questions the CIA needed about the events that were heard versus what she saw and experienced she was home. All she needed now was a good meal and a long hot bath. No places deliver this early in the morning so she was force to be content with a frozen pizza. She lay down on her bed while waiting for the pizza to cook, the quietness of her apartment lulling her mind slowly at ease and pondering the events of her life in this past year. Sadik being for front in her thoughts, he had been the one that tampered with Harm's battery if it had been worse she really didn't know what she'd do. Sure she would morn him, but deep down she knew it was more than that only he could get to her in his own little way how he looked at her or teased her or completely made her furious at him for nothing at all. Why did he have to be the way he was?
Lying in my bed I hear the clock tick, And think of you Caught up in circles confusion Is nothing new
After devouring the pizza she turned on the radio and slipped into her hot bath filled to the brim with bubbles and scented oils. As the radio station played some hits of the 80's and the feel of the bubbles bursting with the heat of the lavender scented water just soaked her troubles of the evening away. With her body now relaxed her mind lulled back into her memoirs of a rain soaked night on the dock or a porch on her senior officer's home, a smile that could light up her soul became all she could focus her thoughts on.
Flashback – warm nights- Almost left behind Suitcases of memories, Time after-
Why again was it she said never? For the life her Sarah MacKenize couldn't remember why she had thought it was proper for her to say that to him. Was it because he never changed? But why would he have to, she loved him for who he was and didn't want to change him. Well... maybe the way he viewed time she'd like to change but what was slow? To her it felt like he was going farther away not trying to get closer. So she would try and force him to speed up but that never went the way she thought either. Ever time she tried to make him admit his feeling or thoughts about them she ended up only forcing themselves farther and farther apart. Then he moves on and she finds out that she is the one trying to play catch up with her own feelings. How many times has this been the case? Almost to many to count, yet they always seem to find some common ground to start over again with and the cycle just continued.
Sometimes you picture me – I'm walking too far ahead You're calling to me, I can't hear What you've said – Then you say – go slow – I fall behind – The second hand unwinds
Drying herself off and catching her reflection in the mirror she sighed. Her lip was cracked from where she was punched and now was looking swollen. If she came to JAG and Harm saw it she knew he'd feel responsible for it. Even though there was nothing he could have done in his condition he would still feel as though he had let her down.
Putting some ointment on it she then slipped into her PJ's and tried to fall asleep but her nagging thoughts of Harm stole her from her slumber. Something had to change and she knew it. A relationship with Webb was a lost cause and her feelings for him weren't there. Her soul was lost on him because only one man had ever found it and kept it for her own safekeeping. The cycle Harm and she were on was going to change that she was sure of, because if they kept going the way they were now both would end up lost And that was one thing she wasn't going to let happen. Harm you don't even know what's about to hit you. With a new found resolve Sarah finally drifted to sleep.
If you're lost you can look – and you will find me Time after time If you fall I will catch you – I'll be waiting Time after time
JAG and Company - Yeah I don't own'em I just let them out to play. Cindi Lauper - Time after Time
Finally after answering all the questions the CIA needed about the events that were heard versus what she saw and experienced she was home. All she needed now was a good meal and a long hot bath. No places deliver this early in the morning so she was force to be content with a frozen pizza. She lay down on her bed while waiting for the pizza to cook, the quietness of her apartment lulling her mind slowly at ease and pondering the events of her life in this past year. Sadik being for front in her thoughts, he had been the one that tampered with Harm's battery if it had been worse she really didn't know what she'd do. Sure she would morn him, but deep down she knew it was more than that only he could get to her in his own little way how he looked at her or teased her or completely made her furious at him for nothing at all. Why did he have to be the way he was?
Lying in my bed I hear the clock tick, And think of you Caught up in circles confusion Is nothing new
After devouring the pizza she turned on the radio and slipped into her hot bath filled to the brim with bubbles and scented oils. As the radio station played some hits of the 80's and the feel of the bubbles bursting with the heat of the lavender scented water just soaked her troubles of the evening away. With her body now relaxed her mind lulled back into her memoirs of a rain soaked night on the dock or a porch on her senior officer's home, a smile that could light up her soul became all she could focus her thoughts on.
Flashback – warm nights- Almost left behind Suitcases of memories, Time after-
Why again was it she said never? For the life her Sarah MacKenize couldn't remember why she had thought it was proper for her to say that to him. Was it because he never changed? But why would he have to, she loved him for who he was and didn't want to change him. Well... maybe the way he viewed time she'd like to change but what was slow? To her it felt like he was going farther away not trying to get closer. So she would try and force him to speed up but that never went the way she thought either. Ever time she tried to make him admit his feeling or thoughts about them she ended up only forcing themselves farther and farther apart. Then he moves on and she finds out that she is the one trying to play catch up with her own feelings. How many times has this been the case? Almost to many to count, yet they always seem to find some common ground to start over again with and the cycle just continued.
Sometimes you picture me – I'm walking too far ahead You're calling to me, I can't hear What you've said – Then you say – go slow – I fall behind – The second hand unwinds
Drying herself off and catching her reflection in the mirror she sighed. Her lip was cracked from where she was punched and now was looking swollen. If she came to JAG and Harm saw it she knew he'd feel responsible for it. Even though there was nothing he could have done in his condition he would still feel as though he had let her down.
Putting some ointment on it she then slipped into her PJ's and tried to fall asleep but her nagging thoughts of Harm stole her from her slumber. Something had to change and she knew it. A relationship with Webb was a lost cause and her feelings for him weren't there. Her soul was lost on him because only one man had ever found it and kept it for her own safekeeping. The cycle Harm and she were on was going to change that she was sure of, because if they kept going the way they were now both would end up lost And that was one thing she wasn't going to let happen. Harm you don't even know what's about to hit you. With a new found resolve Sarah finally drifted to sleep.
If you're lost you can look – and you will find me Time after time If you fall I will catch you – I'll be waiting Time after time