"I Can See Clearly Now the Rain is Gone:
Remember You, Remember Me"
Chapter 1/5
Summary: The aftermath of Adrift part 1. What are the reactions of Harm and Mac? Using 2 of my favorite songs to help describe it.
Disclaimer: I do not own JAG. It belongs to CBS, Paramount, Donald P. Bellisario, and cast and crew. The song "Remember When" belongs to Rupert Holmes, writer. Also to Patti LuPone, Mary Stout, and Amanda Naughten(on the CBS morning show w/Mary) who each took turns singing it.
Author's Note: Each chapter name is a line from the song "Remember When". I'll give you a link to find the music later on. I'm having trouble finding a good recording. This story is dedicated to my cousin, Nikki. This is a sequel to "The Kiss", but it can be read on its own also. Don't worry in the end I will get them together, but you just have to be patient. I am 100% shipper!
Rating: PG for adult situations.
Spoilers: "We the People", "Stalker", and "People vs. Rabb". All spoilers are for only this chapter. I will name each spoiler group for each one.
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Remember you, remember me,
and all those dreams come true
that never came to be.
The foggy lights of distant nights
now shine so clearly,
and I can hear your voice
as if your mine and near me.
What might have been
can live again:
I'll meet you then,
if you remember when.
Remember when.
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
Bethseda Hospital
May 26
Harm's room
Colonel Sarah "Mac" Mackenzie sat looking at the only man she would ever love. Everyone had left to get some sleep, but Mac knew that it would take a 1000 marine recon teams to be able to get her out of there. He was the last hope she had for the future she wanted. Her head told her she didn't deserve the love of this man, but her heart told her that love never has to do with it being deserved it had to do with predestination.
Meeting at the Rose Garden of the White House was out of a romantic movie. It was a magical moment as their eyes met for the first time. That smile he had given her had made her weak at the knees. She had hoped that someday that the effect would wear off, but over the years it only grew stronger and so did her love.
Over time her mind had tried to tell her that smile was not for her, but for her secret twin that she had never met. Whoever the lady was Harm still loved her and wouldn't let go of her. Somehow they had grown together in faith over a short amount of time. He had found enough trust in her to want to help her uncle. Dalton, Colonel Farrow, Chris, nor Mic probably would never have helped her uncle the way Harm did. Harm believed in her, and that faith went towards those that were dear to her.
Maybe being Diane's twin helped build the bond that came out of that first case by allowing Harm to open up to her, because he almost felt like he knew her. He had always been there for her even in the past months after Sydney. He may have been distant, but for some reason his just being around gave her comfort.
At one time, she thought maybe Dalton could be the love of her life, but he had used her to get information. Then he was shot, and died in her arms. Who else would come to rescue her? Harm showed up right away, and was there for her as a friend and as a lawyer.
Coster took her hostage, and if it wasn't for Harm putting on the tracking signal to her car. She could have been killed or...no she wasn't even going to think that.
Now Harm lay in front of her fighting pneumonia. He had no idea that the wedding was cancelled, and that was there waiting for him to recover so she could tell him what was in her heart. She had to tell him, or she would go crazy, and if he died.......no we're not going there. He is going to live!
"I hope deep down you can hear me, Harm. This maybe the only way I can tell you. Thank you for being in my life. You have always been there for me, and I don't do enough to pay you back for it. I haven't treated you like a best friend since you returned from flying, and I miss it so much. My life would be close to nothing without you in it. I love you, Harm." A tear fell from her face as she looked down on his sleeping form.
*********************
Somewhere deep down Harm those three words that he had been wanting to hear for the last 5 years. His mind though couldn't register who was saying it, but it gave him a peaceful feeling, and somehow a will to fight to get well.
His mind didn't want to be lazy during the time he slept, so it gave him lots of dreams to give him something to think about. He felt like he was on a carousel except for he was not moving and everything was going around him. Their was only two faces popping out. One of them being Diane and the other Mac, or is it just one of them over and over again. Each one took turns telling him the times they had together. He loved both women for different reasons. Diane was his typical girlfriend type. Blonde, sweet, and almost a bimbo. His internal instincts always made him want to protect those he cared about. He wanted someone that would have to lean on him for courage and help.
Mac was not that way, or at least not all the time. She wouldn't lean on him physically, but he knew somehow by being there was somehow an encouragement and strength she needed to get through all her problems. She was strong, smart, and sometimes had that little chip on her shoulder that needed to be pushed off. Then other times she was weak and sensitive and needed someone to lean on. She was very rounded out. Describing her in a few words was not easy to do.
Diane was dead, and Mac was still alive. He knew she was the one he wanted to spend the rest of his life with, but now she was going to marry someone else. Even once she had planned how he would propose to her. He would have taken her back to the Rose Garden where they had met so long ago where even in the those first minutes there was a spark between them. Right in the spot where they had met he would have gotten down on one knee and proposed.
Mac had never cared what kind of trouble he got in. She would be there to help him. Even when he was up for murder charges, and had escaped she took him in. All he had to do is tell her he didn't kill the man. She got right to it, and helped free me from prosecution. If there was anything that could never be paid back would be her saving him from being found guilty. Without her in his life these past years, he wouldn't know what would have happened to him. He would have gone on working, but always something would be missing. She gave him the support he needed to always find the truth even when it seemed like everything was blocking his way.
He could feel her warm presence as he slept. Shouldn't she be getting ready for a wedding tomorrow morning? He hoped that he could sleep through the wedding and maybe the honeymoon to so he wouldn't have to think about what was happening. When he woke up, his heart knew that he wouldn't be able to hold his emotions back. Nothing would stop him from saying I love you.
*******************
Mac looked down, and noticed Harm's arm reaching out for her. She took his hand and squeezed it hoping that movement would give him reassurance that she would be there waiting for him.
TBC
Author's note 2: The next part shall have more plotline. I just had to have Harm dream for a little bit before allowing them to speak to each other.
Remember You, Remember Me"
Chapter 1/5
Summary: The aftermath of Adrift part 1. What are the reactions of Harm and Mac? Using 2 of my favorite songs to help describe it.
Disclaimer: I do not own JAG. It belongs to CBS, Paramount, Donald P. Bellisario, and cast and crew. The song "Remember When" belongs to Rupert Holmes, writer. Also to Patti LuPone, Mary Stout, and Amanda Naughten(on the CBS morning show w/Mary) who each took turns singing it.
Author's Note: Each chapter name is a line from the song "Remember When". I'll give you a link to find the music later on. I'm having trouble finding a good recording. This story is dedicated to my cousin, Nikki. This is a sequel to "The Kiss", but it can be read on its own also. Don't worry in the end I will get them together, but you just have to be patient. I am 100% shipper!
Rating: PG for adult situations.
Spoilers: "We the People", "Stalker", and "People vs. Rabb". All spoilers are for only this chapter. I will name each spoiler group for each one.
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
Remember you, remember me,
and all those dreams come true
that never came to be.
The foggy lights of distant nights
now shine so clearly,
and I can hear your voice
as if your mine and near me.
What might have been
can live again:
I'll meet you then,
if you remember when.
Remember when.
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
Bethseda Hospital
May 26
Harm's room
Colonel Sarah "Mac" Mackenzie sat looking at the only man she would ever love. Everyone had left to get some sleep, but Mac knew that it would take a 1000 marine recon teams to be able to get her out of there. He was the last hope she had for the future she wanted. Her head told her she didn't deserve the love of this man, but her heart told her that love never has to do with it being deserved it had to do with predestination.
Meeting at the Rose Garden of the White House was out of a romantic movie. It was a magical moment as their eyes met for the first time. That smile he had given her had made her weak at the knees. She had hoped that someday that the effect would wear off, but over the years it only grew stronger and so did her love.
Over time her mind had tried to tell her that smile was not for her, but for her secret twin that she had never met. Whoever the lady was Harm still loved her and wouldn't let go of her. Somehow they had grown together in faith over a short amount of time. He had found enough trust in her to want to help her uncle. Dalton, Colonel Farrow, Chris, nor Mic probably would never have helped her uncle the way Harm did. Harm believed in her, and that faith went towards those that were dear to her.
Maybe being Diane's twin helped build the bond that came out of that first case by allowing Harm to open up to her, because he almost felt like he knew her. He had always been there for her even in the past months after Sydney. He may have been distant, but for some reason his just being around gave her comfort.
At one time, she thought maybe Dalton could be the love of her life, but he had used her to get information. Then he was shot, and died in her arms. Who else would come to rescue her? Harm showed up right away, and was there for her as a friend and as a lawyer.
Coster took her hostage, and if it wasn't for Harm putting on the tracking signal to her car. She could have been killed or...no she wasn't even going to think that.
Now Harm lay in front of her fighting pneumonia. He had no idea that the wedding was cancelled, and that was there waiting for him to recover so she could tell him what was in her heart. She had to tell him, or she would go crazy, and if he died.......no we're not going there. He is going to live!
"I hope deep down you can hear me, Harm. This maybe the only way I can tell you. Thank you for being in my life. You have always been there for me, and I don't do enough to pay you back for it. I haven't treated you like a best friend since you returned from flying, and I miss it so much. My life would be close to nothing without you in it. I love you, Harm." A tear fell from her face as she looked down on his sleeping form.
*********************
Somewhere deep down Harm those three words that he had been wanting to hear for the last 5 years. His mind though couldn't register who was saying it, but it gave him a peaceful feeling, and somehow a will to fight to get well.
His mind didn't want to be lazy during the time he slept, so it gave him lots of dreams to give him something to think about. He felt like he was on a carousel except for he was not moving and everything was going around him. Their was only two faces popping out. One of them being Diane and the other Mac, or is it just one of them over and over again. Each one took turns telling him the times they had together. He loved both women for different reasons. Diane was his typical girlfriend type. Blonde, sweet, and almost a bimbo. His internal instincts always made him want to protect those he cared about. He wanted someone that would have to lean on him for courage and help.
Mac was not that way, or at least not all the time. She wouldn't lean on him physically, but he knew somehow by being there was somehow an encouragement and strength she needed to get through all her problems. She was strong, smart, and sometimes had that little chip on her shoulder that needed to be pushed off. Then other times she was weak and sensitive and needed someone to lean on. She was very rounded out. Describing her in a few words was not easy to do.
Diane was dead, and Mac was still alive. He knew she was the one he wanted to spend the rest of his life with, but now she was going to marry someone else. Even once she had planned how he would propose to her. He would have taken her back to the Rose Garden where they had met so long ago where even in the those first minutes there was a spark between them. Right in the spot where they had met he would have gotten down on one knee and proposed.
Mac had never cared what kind of trouble he got in. She would be there to help him. Even when he was up for murder charges, and had escaped she took him in. All he had to do is tell her he didn't kill the man. She got right to it, and helped free me from prosecution. If there was anything that could never be paid back would be her saving him from being found guilty. Without her in his life these past years, he wouldn't know what would have happened to him. He would have gone on working, but always something would be missing. She gave him the support he needed to always find the truth even when it seemed like everything was blocking his way.
He could feel her warm presence as he slept. Shouldn't she be getting ready for a wedding tomorrow morning? He hoped that he could sleep through the wedding and maybe the honeymoon to so he wouldn't have to think about what was happening. When he woke up, his heart knew that he wouldn't be able to hold his emotions back. Nothing would stop him from saying I love you.
*******************
Mac looked down, and noticed Harm's arm reaching out for her. She took his hand and squeezed it hoping that movement would give him reassurance that she would be there waiting for him.
TBC
Author's note 2: The next part shall have more plotline. I just had to have Harm dream for a little bit before allowing them to speak to each other.
