JAG Office

Pensacola Naval Air Station

After leaving the Airstrip; Mac made her way back to the JAG office, her mind on what Harm was planing for them later in the evening. Thinking about him and their evening is what was getting her through the rest of the day.

"Major; Major, please hold up."

Hearing her name; she turned around to see Petty Officer Jones approach her. "Slow down Petty Officer."

"I'm sorry Ma'am"

"It's fine; what can I do for you?"

"I managed to find you a temporary office."

Mac smiled; "Thank you, I do appreciate all the hard work you put into finding me one, but I think since I'm not going to be here that long, I'll be just fine where I'm at."

"Yes Ma'am; if sure Ma'am."

Mac smiled; "I'm sure." Mac continued to walk through the bullpen and over to her desk. Checking the time mentally. She knew she had just around 2hrs to leave and get herself ready for her evening with her Flyboy.

Mac's VOC

Pensacola Naval Air-station

Hurrying around her bedroom she went about getting herself ready to go meet Harm; she put on a red sun style type dress ( like he'dasked her too ) only she'd taken it one step further and dove into her bag of woman's tricks; pairing her dress with a set of red see through lingerie, she smiled as she took in her reflection in the full length mirror on her bathroom door.

Please with her appearance, she took a long deep breath and headed out the living area, she was just about to head towards the door, when she heard knocking. Making her way over she opened it up to find her Flyboy standing in front of her wearing faded jeans a while T-shirt along with his flight jacket and aviator glasses. He lowered his glasses down soaking up Mac's perfect body.

"You look like a goddess in red." Mac felt herself start blushing. She ducked her head.

"Harm! Really..."

He placed his hand on her lips, "it's the truth." He said as he brushed his lips over hers. "Grab your jacket."

Mac stepped back in; went over to the counter and took her jacket out of the box, she made her way back over to Harm (who was now leaning in the doorway) she started to put it on when he took it from her helping her to put it on. "There ya go Marine, oh and you'll need these as well."

Harm reached into his pocket and pulled out a set of aviator sunglasses. He gently put them on her. "Now you look picture-perfect."

"Picture Perfect?"

"In my eyes you do, but then again you always have."

Once again Mac started to blush; "You seem to have found all the right words to say. Have you always been this way? Or am I just now noticing this side to you?"

"I'm only like this with you, and only with you." He took her hand leading her out of her temporary housing. They walked hand and hand out towards the street, both stopping when they reached a motorcycle. Mac gave Harm a puzzled look. "This is ours for the night."

"How? Or do I want to know "

"Browed it from a buddy."

"Keeter?"

"Maybe; Maybe; now hop on."

"Lead the way Flyboy." Harm hopped on scooting forward so there would be plenty of room for Mac behind him, she hopped on; wrapping her arms around Harm's waist. She leaned into his back; placing her head on his shoulder next to his neck. He glanced over his shoulder, "Hold on tight Ninja-Girl."

WW2 Aircraft Hanger

Pensacola Naval Air Station

Harm came to a stop outside the hanger. Both hopped off, Mac looked around, "Where are we?"

"Follow me and I'll show you." He took her hand leading her inside the hanger. Once inside Mac lowered her sunglasses; she couldn't believe what she was seeing.

"Harm this is amazing; I had no clue that a place like this even existed." She walked through the hanger looking at all the vintage Naval Aircraft. Turning to face Harm, "I can see why you love to fly, these machines are beyond words."

"How'd you like to go flying in one?"

"What do you mean flying in one?"

"You know, flying like we did in Sarah."

"Harm will you get in trouble?"

"No I've got clearance. What do you say Sarah; come fly with me."

Mac smiled ; "Lead the way." He took her by the hand over to a Grumman F4F Wildcat, Harm used the side ladder to step up and onto the wing, opening up the canopy, Mac watched from her place on the ground. "Already mi-lady your carriage awaits." He extended his hand to help her up the ladder and onto the wing.

Once she was up he held onto her waist, "watch your step here." Mac looked down as she navigated her way across the wing towards the cockpit, first Harm got in, Mac looked confused for a minute." Where am I going to sit?" Harm patted his lap, "Right here with me. Might be a little tight." Taking a deep breath; she stepped into the plane, Harm grabbed her waist helping her to ease her body down and onto his lap. He pulled the canopy over them. "Ready Sweetheart?"

"Yes; I'm ready."

He taxied the bird out to runway. Picking up speed as he went. Mac leaned back into Harms chest. Being here with him made her feel like she was in an old WW2 movie, where she was the wife and he was the Naval Husband. No wonder all Harms past girlfriends never wanted to give him up, the man has the unique ability to make you the center of his universe.

"What do you think Sarah?"

"I love this; and I love you. This is breathtaking; this view of Pensacola at sunset is amazing."

Harm smiled; "I'd do anything to see a smile on your face."

Mac blushed, "Just be yourself and I'll always smile for you."