The Impact of Songs
By: mngurlstuckinva
Chapter 1: Insensitive
Disclaimer: I do not own JAG, even though I wish I did. Nor do I own the song insensitive, that belongs to Jann Arden. I'm just a lover of that song.
Author's Note: If you read this, first of all, please, please, please review it. And second you'll have to bear with me. I love writing, but I'm extremely slow at it (I get distracted too easily J). At some point this will be a 3-4 chapter story. It starts with how Mac thinks about Harm. I really haven't gotten much farther than knowing that all the chapters will be song-fics. So if you don't like them I suggest that you don't read this. Anyhow, let's get on with the story!
One night Lt. Col. Sarah (Mac) Mackenzie was driving home from a late night at the office of JAG headquarters. She glanced down at the clock which read 9:04. She knew that with the extent of the backup on the road it would be a while before she got home so she pushed the button for the radio. A new song was just starting and the DJ was saying, "And now an old favorite from Jann Arden. The song is insensitive."
The minute Mac heard the name of the song her ears perked up. It sounded so perfect considering how her relationship with her partner, Cmdr. Harmon Rabb Jr., had been going lately. He'd seemed so insensitive, to her at least.
How do you cool your lips
After a summer's kiss
After the first few lines she knew it was about her and Harm. About the night of her engagement party. The night when she was sure for the first time that she truly did love him.
How do you rid the sweat
After the body bliss
Now the next lines took some serious consideration, but she knew how it felt. Not that they'd ever slept together, but it was how she felt every time he touched her.
How do you turn your eyes
From the romantic glare
Oh how many romantic glares had they shared over the years. More than she'd care to count, that's for sure.
How do you block the sound
Of a voice you'd know anywhere
More like the voice she'd never forget as long as she'd live. She loved his voice, that certain huskiness that could just drive her wild. If she could just hear those three little words said with that voice, how she would do anything.
Oh, I really should have known
By the time you drove me home
By the vagueness in your eyes
Casual good-byes
By the chill in your embrace
The expression on your face
That told me
You might have some advice to give
On how to be
Insensitive
Now if that wasn't the truth! All the casual good-byes. She never knew quite how to handle them. Especially after the times in the office when he said something that she couldn't forget no matter how much she tried.
How do you numb your skin
After the warmest touch
How do you slow your blood
After the body rush
Just the slightest touch from him would set her skin on fire.
How do you free your soul
After you've found a friend
A friend, that seemed to be all that they'd ever be to each other. They could always count on each other to be there when they needed them, but she needed more than just a friend.
How do you teach your heart
It's a crime to fall in love again
There would never be a chance for her to fall in love again. After Harm it could never happen again. He was the only man for her, and she knew that.
Oh, you probably won't remember me
It's probably ancient history
I'm one of the chosen few
Who went ahead and fell for you
Oh God did she fall for him. She fell so fast that she never knew what hit her until that kiss. After the kiss she could never feel the same, about anyone.
I'm out of vogue, I'm out of touch
I fell too fast, I feel too much
She was out of touch. He was always on her mind, even in the court room. The worst time was when she was against him in court. Then she couldn't take her eyes off of him. The way he held himself, how he spoke there, so confident without being cocky. He was just perfect.
I thought that you might have
Some advice to give on how to be
Insensitive
As the last notes of the song was played the traffic started to clear and she started home again with the thoughts of a certain Navy Commander on her brain. A commander that she was afraid would always be there.