A/N: Thank you to everyone that has reviewed so far, I love reading your idea's for this. Everyone is too kind, but enough from me, back to the story…
1745 Zulu
Harm's Apartment
North of Union Station
Harm unlocked the front door and headed inside and over to his desk, dropping his case on top, but leaving enough room for Mac's if she wanted to put it there once she got here. She told him that she needed to stop by her place and pick up some more cloths and other things, but she wouldn't be too long. As he headed off towards their bedroom, he noticed Jingo laying at the foot of the bed, he realized he liked coming home and seeing him.
"Hey there buddy give me a minute to change and we will go for your walk."
Jingo just looked up at Harm and then laid back down. Harm went about changing out of his uniform, he pulled out jeans and a Naval Academy shirt along with his sneakers, put them on then headed back down stairs to retrieve Jingo's leash. He called for him, and Jingo trotted over ready for his walk; Harm quickly wrote a note telling Mac that he'd be back as soon as Jingo finished his walk. With that the two of them left the apartment.
A short while later Mac unlocked the door and headed inside, she looked around for Harm and Jingo, not seeing them anywhere in the apartment, it was than she saw the note on the counter that Harm had left, that was her flyboy always thinking ahead, with that thought still in mind – she headed upstairs to their bedroom to unpack the bag she brought from her place, it wasn't too much just some more cloths and lingerie. After she had finished unpacking her bag, she went to place it next to Harm's in the bottom of the closet, it was than she caught sight of his aviator jacket. She couldn't help herself she just pulled it out and put it on wrapping herself in it, the same feelings she'd been having about his qualls came back. But how could she tell him not too go? She didn't want him to think she didn't want him to fly, she loves the aviator in him, this was something else all together.
"Get a grip Mackenzie." Mac said to herself, just as she heard the front door open.
"Hey sweetheart we're home." Came Harm's cheerful voice as himself and Jingo came back inside. He was surprised to Mac standing in front of the closet wearing his aviator jacket. He walked to her and looked at her not really knowing what to say, she turned and looked at him with sadness in her eyes, she threw her arms around him breaking down in tears. Harm was stunned he didn't know what had happen between leaving Jag and now. He slowly guided her over to the bed, and helped her sit down, he sat down beside her taking her in his arms and letting her cry. This went on for a little while till she was cried out. Mac than looked up and Harm knowing she needed to talk to him.
"I'm sorry, I really don't know what came over me – I saw the jacket and it hit me that your leaving tomorrow."
"Sarah- this isn't the first time I've gone off to a carrier, and it want be the last."
"But it's the first time since we've been together – I guess I'm just feeling like all those woman sending their husbands off to war." ( She was trying to downplay the thoughts and dreams she'd been having. )
Harm chuckled at her, "Well I'm not going to war, and I fully intend to come back and marry you just as we planed, I promise you."
And there it was the Harmon Rabb promise, sometimes she hated hearing that, cause she knew he never makes a promise he can't keep. Ok she thought time to pull yourself together and be the Marine that he knows you are.
"Well than since tonight is our last night before you leave tomorrow, do you want anything special?"
"Well I can think of one thing I want, but I think she's a little over dressed for what I have in mind."
"I think I can remedy that, hold that thought Flyboy." Mac hoped up and went over to the chester drawer unit and pulled open drawer looking threw it till she located what she was searching for. As she searched the drawer, she noticed some garments that she had not intended to bring over, she thought she had gotten rid of these after she called of the wedding, she just stood there looking at them. She never noticed Harm walk up behind her, he looked over her shoulder. He could tell that what ever she had seen made her upset, so he put his arm around her waist. Mac lend back into his chest – "Harm I'm sorry, I never meant to bring this here, I didn't even realize I picked them up, I feel so ashamed to have brought this into our home."
Harm turned her around in his arms so she was now looking right at him, "Sarah you have nothing to be ashamed of."
"Yes I do, I brought these ( she turned around and picked up 2 bra's and 2 pairs of panties in her hand ) into our home, I forgot to return them to the store."
Harm took the garments from her, he walked down stairs and got out a bag, and put them inside then he put them under the sink, and walked back upstairs.
"There out of sight and out of mind."
Mac just stood and looked at him, "How can you be so calm about this, I feel like I violated your trust in me, bringing something in here that I bought for another man to see?"
"Sarah, you did nothing wrong – at least not in my eyes, I don't care what you wear or don't wear: as long as the most important part of you belongs to me."
"And what would that be?" Harm put his hand over Mac's heart…
"This"
"It's always been yours Flyboy – no ones else can or ever will calm it" Mac leaned forward and pulled Harm down to her – she kissed him with everything in her, she had just wanted their last night before he left to be special but now she just wanted him, all of him.
Next Morning
0615 Zulu
Harm's Apartment
North of Union Station
Harm opened one eye and took a peak at his sleeping Marine on his chest, he still couldn't wrap his mind around why she got as upset as she did about the lingerie, after all it didn't matter to him – cause in the end she is his in every way that really counts, and someday soon he would fulfil and certain promise that he made to her, part of him wished that promise was already in the works, but as they say practice makes perfect. He was so lost in his thoughts that he didn't notice that Mac had opened her eyes and was now looking at him.
"Penny for your thoughts Salior…"
"Just thinking about our future that's all, and a certain promise I made you."
"Oh….That promise…Yes well we need lots of practice to fulfil that promise." Mac said she moved to straddle Harm's waist, running her hands up and down his chest, he put his hands on her hips as she reached for his shaft to guide him into her, she felt how hard and ready he already was her, and this just made her more wet then she already was, once she had him at her entrance she guided him in, than Harm pulled her more towards him so he could push deep within her wet folds. Once inside he started thrusting hard against her, it was all Mac could do to stay in place, the more she would moan the harder he would thrust, then they both reached their climax together, Mac felt his hot seed ripple into her body, no matter how many times she has felt this over the last few weeks, every time she hopes she gets to keep a piece of him in her.
She looked down into his eyes and she could tell he was hoping for the same thing she was hoping for.
"So you think we did it this time…"
"Odds are in our favor – I'm very good at shooting as you know first hand.."
"Guns in courtrooms don't count flyboy.." Mac said as got up off Harm and headed towards the bathroom, she stopped to look over her shoulder – "Care to join me?"
Harm wiggled his eye brows , jumped out of bed and headed towards the bathroom…
A few hours later both had showered and eaten breakfast ( since they forgot about dinner the night before ) and were ready for the drive to Norfolk. Mac sat on the bed watching Harm pack his travel bag, as she watched the same fear came back to her, she new something wasn't right part of her wanted to tell him to try and reschedule but the other part knew it was too late, he has to be on the COD at 1500 hours today. Harm looked up after he zipped up his bag, he walked over to his night stand a pulled out a box, then he tuned around to Mac and took her hand placing the box in it.
"Don't open this till after I get on the COD…"
Mac was confused – "Ok?"
"After you open it – you'll understand. Ready to ship-out Marine.. We've got a long drive ahead of us…"
"Ready as I'll ever be.."
Harm picked up is bag and took Mac's hand and they headed out of the apartment and down to Mac's corvette.
1455 Zulu
Us Navy Airfield
Norfolk Va
Harm pulled Mac towards him for one last long kiss good bye before the boarded the COD, she held him tight to her not wanting to let him go, she knew he would be home on Saturday but right now that seemed so far way to her.
"Sarah stay at my place while I'm gone…"
"Ok, I was planning to anyway – I love your place.."
"I love you…" Harm said as turned to walk towards the COD…
"I love you too – good luck flyboy.." Harm turned around - winked at her and kept walking towards the COD. Mac stayed right where she was until the COD took off, than she made her way back over to her corvette. Once inside she opened her purse and took out the box that Harm had handed her back at the apartment, she just held it for a while trying to decide weather to open it now or when she gets home, part of her wanted to know what is inside and part of her didn't want to know, so she just sat there thinking. She finally decided to open the box, she gasped when she saw the contents, he gave her his Wings…As she took them out she noticed a note under them, she unfolded the note and read it.
Sarah,
I'm giving these to you to keep safe, a pilot only gives his wings to the one true woman he loves. I love you more then words can describe, keep these as my promise that I will always come back to you.
Harm
He had just made the ultimate vow of love to her, now he just has to make it home to her. Mac started her car and headed back to DC for the longest 3 days of her life.
