A/N: I realize that several people are sitting at home bored, and would love updates to read. Unfortunately, I am still working full time, even though I am home, and some of these days I have been so busy that all I want to do is sleep when I am done. I will try to get updates out as I can.


Mac thinks to herself, 'Oh My God! Did Harmon Rabb Jr really just say the words that I thought he did?' She asks quietly, "Can you please repeat that?"

Harm doesn't hesitate repeating it, "I love you." Even though it has taken him forever to actually verbalize his feelings, now that he has let the words pass his lips, he wants to shout it from the rooftops for everyone to hear, or at least the hospital corridor given his current location.

Mac eyes him cautiously still, wondering what brought on this impulsive declaration tonight. as she inquires, "Is this you talking? The medication? The bump on your head?"

Harm chuckles, "It's me talking. Perhaps I should have stated it in a long-winded emotional plea to the jury instead so you might actually believe me. Part of me has probably loved you from the day I met you, but everything that we have experienced together has made me grow to love you more with each passing day. It doesn't matter if the time is spent over dinner and case files in one of our apartments, or battling each other in court, or fighting for our lives in some rather undesirable places. Tonight, just kind of became the catalyst to allow me to admit it."

Mac quirks her eyebrow, still questioning, "What exactly did the Admiral say to you?"

Harm sighs, a little frustrated that she is continuing to question his motives instead of telling him how she feels. He ignores what he knows she wants to know, and responds, "The Admiral told me that only Bud would fantasize about little green men instead of women."

Mac smacks him in the arm, "He did not!"

Harm laughs, "Actually he did. I told him some of the thoughts that have been running through my mind tonight regarding you. Not in any details mind you, but just how I felt about them. And I mentioned that it could be worse, I could be seeing UFO's instead of a beautiful woman in my dreams."

Mac blushes at his compliment and then chuckles at the rest of his words, "Ok, now I get the Bud reference, but that still doesn't explain why after you had a discussion with the Admiral that you decided to tell me how you really feel."

Harm shrugs his shoulders, "I don't know that it was so much what the Admiral said, although him telling me he would work through the work obstacles definitely assisted in my decision. It's just been a culmination of everything that I've heard, seen, and felt tonight. You haven't left my side all night since I first fell. That means more to me then you will ever know."

Mac replies, "Well, that isn't entirely true. I wasn't there when they took you for tests, or when I went downstairs in search of a cup of coffee, and ended up staying a little longer than I intended, or when you scared the shit out of me and they had to rush you out of here and wouldn't tell me what was wrong."

Harm agrees, "Ok. So, you weren't there one hundred percent physically, but you probably would have been standing beside me through all of it if the doctors would have allowed you to. Heck, you even offered to help me in the bathroom. Not that I need the assistance, but I might let you hold it for me sometime in the near future. Sarah, even if your body wasn't next to mine the entire time, you never left my thoughts. You were always with me."

Mac gets teary eyed again, "That's where I belong. There isn't anywhere else I would rather be. I lo…wait a minute, did you just say I could hold something for you?"

Harm opens his eyes wide, and starts laughing. He thinks to himself, 'Damn! Why did I have to throw that into the middle of my explanation. She was just about to tell me she loves me too! At least I hope she was. It sounded like that's where her statement was headed, but with us, who knows?'

He gives her his cocky grin, and says, "Well, only if you want to."

Mac takes a minute and studies the hand that is holding hers, her fingers seem dwarfed against his, yet even with the difference in size they still seem to fit perfectly when she interlaces hers with his. She takes a long loving look down his muscular legs and notices his size thirteen feet. She brings her gaze back up to his face and notices how even though it fits his facial structure perfectly, he also has a rather large nose. She can't resist anymore, she leans over and whispers seductively in his ear, "If I put it in my hand, provided it will fit in just one, I'd be doing a lot more than just holding it for you."

Harm's machine monitoring his blood pressure starts creeping up. Mac gives him a quick kiss on the lips, and tells him, "Down, boy. I don't need you being rushed out of here again tonight."

Harm gives her a sheepish grin. It's not like he has any control over the effect this woman has on him.

She says, "And just for the record, Sailor, I love you too."