Harm's Mom
Summary: Harm has a conversation in his office with his mom. It was just something that came to me out of the clear blue. It may have more chapters depending on how it goes.
Disclaimer: Just the usual stuff. JAG characters aren't mine. If they were, I wouldn't be writing this story to get my two favorite characters together.
1316 ZULU
JAG HEADQUARTERS
FALLS CHURCH, VA
Harm is in his office on speaker phone with his mom. His back is turned, and he's looking out his window while he's talking to his mom.
"How's Mac doing?"
"She's fine Mom."
"Have you two gotten together yet?" Mac came into Harm's office just as his mom was asking the question. She started to turn away, but he motioned her in. He then picked up the phone.
"No. Do we have to go through this again mom?"
"Harmon Rabb, Jr. you listen to me."
"Yes ma'am."
"Answer my questions with a yes or a no. I don't even want to hear 'it's complicated'. Understand?"
"Yes ma'am."
"Do you care about Mac?"
"Yes."
"Do you love her?"
"Yes."
"Then what's the problem?"
"I don't know. I mean I know but-…"
"Let me guess it's complicated."
"Exactly. I'll call you back later mom. I'm getting ready to go to lunch with Mac."
"Wait, I have a question for you, just a really quick one."
"Okay." He took the receiver away from his mouth and covered it with his hand. "Sorry Mac. Give me about two more minutes."
"That's fine Harm."
"Alright mom."
"Why do you call her Mac?"
"Because that's the way we were introduced to each other."
"Why don't you call her Sarah?"
"Because I only use it when I'm saying something really important."
"Like what?"
"Mom can this wait please…I'll call you back when we come back from lunch."
"Alright. Tell her I said hello."
"My mom says hello."
"Tell her I said hi."
"She said hi mom."
"Oh dear, I didn't know she was sitting there."
"Do you want to talk to her?"
"When you call me back."
"Okay, I'll talk to you in a little while. I love you."
"I love you too darling."
"Bye mom." Harm hung up the phone with an apologetic and exasperated look on his face. "I'm really sorry about that."
"That's okay Harm."
"So are you ready to go?"
"Yeah."
1359 ZULU
BELTWAY BURGER
WASHINGTON D.C.
"I can't believe you eat that stuff still."
"Well Harm, you didn't think I would all of a sudden stop did you?"
"I guess not. But when you're pregnant with our child you'll have to eat better."
"Excuse me? What did you just say?"
"Huh?" Harm knew what he had just said, however he was surprised that it came out so freely.
"I'm not letting you squirm out of this one, Harm. Repeat what you just said."
"I said…when you're pregnant with our child you'll have to eat better."
"Would you care to elaborate counselor?"
"Well…I mean…our deal has a little less than a year to run, and I'm not looking for anyone else unless you don't want to go through with it. But even if you didn't want to go through with it, I can't exactly say that I would look for someone-"
"Harm, stop babbling, and why would you think that?"
"I don't know, I mean I know but-…"
"Let me guess, it's complicated."
"Right. I tell ya what. If you come over to my place tonight I'll explain it. No running away or no talking in code. I'll even make dinner."
"Okay."
"Great."
"What time do you want me to be there?"
"1900."
"Okay, I'll be there then. Hey how's your mom doing?"
"She's fine. I told her I'd call her when we get back. She said she wanted to talk to you though."
"Why?"
"I don't know Mac."
"I'm not sure if I should, Harm."
"You're not meeting her yet Mac, just talking to her."
"Fine. What were you two talking about when I came in that took so long?" She really already knew what they were talking about. She just wanted to see his reaction to her asking him.
"She just wanted to know why I called you Mac instead of Sarah, and she was asking me some other stuff."
"What'd you tell her?"
"Because that's the way we were introduced and I only use it when I'm saying something really important."
"Oh."
"Yeah, we should be getting back to work."
"You're right. Come on flyboy."
1745 ZULU
MAC'S APARTMENT
GEORGETOWN
Mac was getting ready to leave for Harm's when the telephone rang. "Hello?"
"Mac? This is Harm's mother."
"Mrs. Rabb, how are you?"
"I'm fine dear, and call me Trish. I was wondering if you had some time to talk."
"I can talk for a little while. I was getting ready to go see Harm in a few minutes though."
"He's alright isn't he?"
"Yeah, he's fine. He just said that he wanted to talk to me about something. Everything's fine right?"
"Of course, dear. I need to talk to you about something though."
"Okay."
"There's a lot between you and Harm. A lot more than friendship, am I assuming correctly?"
"Kind of. I mean…well…there's some bond that's more than friendship there but we haven't been successful acting on it."
"I know you've tried dear, but you see, Harm loves you and values your friendship and doesn't want to lose it."
"Neither do I ma'am, Trish."
"You see dear, Harm has his own way of doing things when it comes to love. Despite him being a lawyer, he has a loss for words when it comes to his emotions. He probably tries to show you, but you aren't looking for the signs so you miss them, it's a Rabb thing. Harm, Sr. was like that too. Except, I had to literally spell it out for him."
"Well Trish, I should probably be going or else Harm won't let me live it down if I'm late. Thank you for calling me. These past couple years are beginning to make sense.
"I'm glad I could help. Either let him come to his senses or come out and say it yourself. I'll let you go."
"Alright Trish, thanks for calling again."
"No problem dear."
Mac hung up the phone and was on her way to Harm's apartment.