Title: It Was
Author: Stephanie Wheatley, thewheatmeister@hotmail.com
Summary: Sequel to If You're Gone. Songfic.
Disclaimer: Don't own 'em...
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For the next five weeks, Harm and Mac's friendship seemed to be finally returning to normal, something they found amazing considering the events of that rainy, December evening. Harm never brought up Mic, or the conversation they had, or his true feelings for her, and Sarah was eternally grateful for that. It hadn't been easy for Mac to call Mic, who had returned to Australia to pack up the rest of his things, and tell him that it might be better if she shipped the things he had in the States back to him. He was understandably upset, but he couldn't fault her for listening to her heart. After a very long discussion, Mic Brumby wished Sarah Mackenzie well, and then he was gone. But there was still the issue of how she felt for her best friend and partner. But as things usually do, that seemed to take care of itself.
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I guess we guess our way through life
How many times do we really know for sure
I was just hoping for the best
Then I woke up in those lovin' arms of yours
What I felt was unmistakeable
When I fell for you
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Mac's Apartment
2345 EST
They had been at work on this case for almost two weeks. The court date was set for three days from now, but there was so much evidence and so many precedents to consider that wading through it all was making Mac and Harm's heads spin. Finally, they decided they needed a break for one night, so Harm showed up at his partner's house that evening with a pizza in one hand and a chick flick in the other. After stuffing themselves with pizza, they talked for a while during the movie. Then somewhere along the way, Mac had fallen asleep. As her eyes fluttered open, she realized that she couldn't move. She was nestled in the crook of her partner's arm, and he had wrapped his arms around her, holding her securely against his chest. He was asleep as well, and rather than wake him, she looked up at his face. A smile had crossed his lips because of a dream he was having, and he looked so peaceful. That's when it hit her. The peacefulness in his face was reflected in hers, she was sure of it. It finally dawned on her that she couldn't NOT love Harm. He was too much a part of her, too important to her. That's what had been missing with Mic. She did care for him, but she could imagine her life without him. Harm, on the other hand, she couldn't imagine life without. Feeling even more at peace because of this self-revelation, she turned slightly in Harm's embrace, wrapped her arm around his stomach, and went back to sleep.
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It was real...it was magic
It was calm...it was savage
It was cool as a breeze
It was warm to the touch
It was never enough
It was always too much
It did all the things love does
That's how I knew
It was
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The Next Morning
0715 EST
Harm woke up as the sun hit his face. Blinking several times, he looked down at his sleeping partner. Smiling, he thought about how natural it felt to hold her in his arms. Kissing the top of her head, he said, "Wake up, ninja girl. We have to go to work."
"Yeah," she mumbled sleepily.
"Come on, Mac, let me up. I'm gonna run down to my car and get my spare uniform and stuff. Then I'm gonna make some breakfast after I take a shower."
"Uh-huh," Mac said, still half asleep.
"If you're up by the time I get back from my car, you could always take that shower with me," Harm said mischievously.
"What!!" Mac exclaimed.
"Good, you're awake," Harm replied with a self-satified smile. "Now let me up."
"I can't believe you did that, Harm!" she laughed. "Well, never mind, I can. But still..."
"Gotcha," Harm said, as he headed toward her door.
They spent the next hour silently getting ready for work. While Mac was in the shower, Harm had made a bagel run down to the bakery a block from Mac's place. Around 0830, with just enough time to get to work without being late, they left Mac's apartment, in separate cars, and headed to work.
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Who thought that I could laugh so loud
Then turn around and cry so many tears
I used to have so many doubts
But one by one you made them disappear
What I found was unbelievable
But I believe it's true
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0945
Mac's Office
Mac sat at her desk, playing with her pen and thinking about Harm. They had had so many good times together, and helped each other through just as many bad times. He had never judged her or her past, instead supporting her and helping restore her belief in herself. With Harm, Mac felt that she could truly drop all pretenses and just be Sarah, not Lt.Col. Sarah Mackenzie the Marine, but Sarah, the woman, who had doubts and fears and questions she didn't know the answers to. Looking back on the past five years, she began to wonder why exactly she hadn't seen it earlier. Could it be that she and Harm were really meant to be together, and she had been blind to it? Whatever it was, Sarah decided that it was finally time to tell Harm how she felt about him.
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1645
Harm's Office
"Enter!" Harm called when he heard the knock. "Hey, Mac," he said with a smile, looking up to see who his visitor was. "What's up?"
"We need to talk, Harm."
"Okay. Sounds serious."
"Yeah, it kind of is. It's nothing bad though," she said hastily. "Anyways, could we maybe have dinner or something tonight?"
"Sure. How about 1930, my place?"
"Yeah, okay."
"Great. See you then." And with that, Mac walked out the door, leaving Harm to wonder what exactly she wanted to talk about. He knew what he hoped it was. For weeks he had been wondering where they stood. He knew she had broken the engagement with Brumby, but she had said nothing to him about what her feelings were for him. He knew better than to press her about it, but he couldn't help but wonder what if...
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It was real...it was magic
It was calm...it was savage
It was cool as a breeze
It was warm to the touch
It was never enough
It was always too much
It did all the things love does
That's how I knew
It was
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1925 EST
Harm's Apartment
"Come on in, Mac!" Harm called when he heard the knock on his door. "It's open!"
"Hey," she said softly.
Harm looked up at her and had to remind himself to close his mouth. "Mac, you look...you look beautiful tonight."
"Thanks," she said, looking at him quizzically. "I never knew jeans and a sweater qualified as beautiful, but thanks."
"You always look beautiful, Mac. And I don't think anyone tells you that often enough," he replied earnestly. Mac blushed and looked down, avoiding his gaze, but said nothing. Harm put the finishing touches on dinner, and after they were sufficiently full, he cleared the table and led Mac into the living area. "So," he began, "What was it that you wanted to talk about?"
"Do you remember that conversation we had a few weeks ago? After Mic and I announced our engagement?"
"How could I forget?" Harm asked rhetorically.
"I've never felt for anyone else the way I feel about you, Harm. I can't imagine my life without you and I can't picture my future without you in it and I can't believe I didn't figure it out sooner. Last night, I woke up and you had your arms around me, and it felt so natural. I love you, too Harm. More than I've ever loved anyone else before. I love you, but I'm scared that this won't work. I don't wanna lose you, but I don't wanna live without you, either."
"Wow," Harm said, amazed that she had just let all of that out like that. Noticing the expectant look on her face, he took her into his arms and said, "So this feels natural, huh?"
"Yeah," she whispered.
"What about this?" he asked a second before his lips descended on hers in a sweet, gentle kiss.
"Yeah, that too."
"I'm glad," he said. "And I'm scared too, but this is right, Sarah. This is more right than anything else in the world right now. And you'll never have to worry about your future without me, because it won't happen. I promise, I won't let it happen. I love you, Sarah. With every fiber of my being, I love you."
"Ditto," she murmured, wrapping her arms around him and laying her head on his chest. "I love you, too."
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You ask what I felt when you walked through the door
Was it fear?
Was it clear?
It was all that and more
It was real...it was magic
It was calm...it was savage
It was cool as a breeze
It was warm to the touch
It was never enough
It was always too much
It did all the things love does
That's how I knew
It was
Author: Stephanie Wheatley, thewheatmeister@hotmail.com
Summary: Sequel to If You're Gone. Songfic.
Disclaimer: Don't own 'em...
****************************************************************************
For the next five weeks, Harm and Mac's friendship seemed to be finally returning to normal, something they found amazing considering the events of that rainy, December evening. Harm never brought up Mic, or the conversation they had, or his true feelings for her, and Sarah was eternally grateful for that. It hadn't been easy for Mac to call Mic, who had returned to Australia to pack up the rest of his things, and tell him that it might be better if she shipped the things he had in the States back to him. He was understandably upset, but he couldn't fault her for listening to her heart. After a very long discussion, Mic Brumby wished Sarah Mackenzie well, and then he was gone. But there was still the issue of how she felt for her best friend and partner. But as things usually do, that seemed to take care of itself.
****************************************************************************
I guess we guess our way through life
How many times do we really know for sure
I was just hoping for the best
Then I woke up in those lovin' arms of yours
What I felt was unmistakeable
When I fell for you
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Mac's Apartment
2345 EST
They had been at work on this case for almost two weeks. The court date was set for three days from now, but there was so much evidence and so many precedents to consider that wading through it all was making Mac and Harm's heads spin. Finally, they decided they needed a break for one night, so Harm showed up at his partner's house that evening with a pizza in one hand and a chick flick in the other. After stuffing themselves with pizza, they talked for a while during the movie. Then somewhere along the way, Mac had fallen asleep. As her eyes fluttered open, she realized that she couldn't move. She was nestled in the crook of her partner's arm, and he had wrapped his arms around her, holding her securely against his chest. He was asleep as well, and rather than wake him, she looked up at his face. A smile had crossed his lips because of a dream he was having, and he looked so peaceful. That's when it hit her. The peacefulness in his face was reflected in hers, she was sure of it. It finally dawned on her that she couldn't NOT love Harm. He was too much a part of her, too important to her. That's what had been missing with Mic. She did care for him, but she could imagine her life without him. Harm, on the other hand, she couldn't imagine life without. Feeling even more at peace because of this self-revelation, she turned slightly in Harm's embrace, wrapped her arm around his stomach, and went back to sleep.
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It was real...it was magic
It was calm...it was savage
It was cool as a breeze
It was warm to the touch
It was never enough
It was always too much
It did all the things love does
That's how I knew
It was
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The Next Morning
0715 EST
Harm woke up as the sun hit his face. Blinking several times, he looked down at his sleeping partner. Smiling, he thought about how natural it felt to hold her in his arms. Kissing the top of her head, he said, "Wake up, ninja girl. We have to go to work."
"Yeah," she mumbled sleepily.
"Come on, Mac, let me up. I'm gonna run down to my car and get my spare uniform and stuff. Then I'm gonna make some breakfast after I take a shower."
"Uh-huh," Mac said, still half asleep.
"If you're up by the time I get back from my car, you could always take that shower with me," Harm said mischievously.
"What!!" Mac exclaimed.
"Good, you're awake," Harm replied with a self-satified smile. "Now let me up."
"I can't believe you did that, Harm!" she laughed. "Well, never mind, I can. But still..."
"Gotcha," Harm said, as he headed toward her door.
They spent the next hour silently getting ready for work. While Mac was in the shower, Harm had made a bagel run down to the bakery a block from Mac's place. Around 0830, with just enough time to get to work without being late, they left Mac's apartment, in separate cars, and headed to work.
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Who thought that I could laugh so loud
Then turn around and cry so many tears
I used to have so many doubts
But one by one you made them disappear
What I found was unbelievable
But I believe it's true
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0945
Mac's Office
Mac sat at her desk, playing with her pen and thinking about Harm. They had had so many good times together, and helped each other through just as many bad times. He had never judged her or her past, instead supporting her and helping restore her belief in herself. With Harm, Mac felt that she could truly drop all pretenses and just be Sarah, not Lt.Col. Sarah Mackenzie the Marine, but Sarah, the woman, who had doubts and fears and questions she didn't know the answers to. Looking back on the past five years, she began to wonder why exactly she hadn't seen it earlier. Could it be that she and Harm were really meant to be together, and she had been blind to it? Whatever it was, Sarah decided that it was finally time to tell Harm how she felt about him.
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1645
Harm's Office
"Enter!" Harm called when he heard the knock. "Hey, Mac," he said with a smile, looking up to see who his visitor was. "What's up?"
"We need to talk, Harm."
"Okay. Sounds serious."
"Yeah, it kind of is. It's nothing bad though," she said hastily. "Anyways, could we maybe have dinner or something tonight?"
"Sure. How about 1930, my place?"
"Yeah, okay."
"Great. See you then." And with that, Mac walked out the door, leaving Harm to wonder what exactly she wanted to talk about. He knew what he hoped it was. For weeks he had been wondering where they stood. He knew she had broken the engagement with Brumby, but she had said nothing to him about what her feelings were for him. He knew better than to press her about it, but he couldn't help but wonder what if...
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It was real...it was magic
It was calm...it was savage
It was cool as a breeze
It was warm to the touch
It was never enough
It was always too much
It did all the things love does
That's how I knew
It was
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1925 EST
Harm's Apartment
"Come on in, Mac!" Harm called when he heard the knock on his door. "It's open!"
"Hey," she said softly.
Harm looked up at her and had to remind himself to close his mouth. "Mac, you look...you look beautiful tonight."
"Thanks," she said, looking at him quizzically. "I never knew jeans and a sweater qualified as beautiful, but thanks."
"You always look beautiful, Mac. And I don't think anyone tells you that often enough," he replied earnestly. Mac blushed and looked down, avoiding his gaze, but said nothing. Harm put the finishing touches on dinner, and after they were sufficiently full, he cleared the table and led Mac into the living area. "So," he began, "What was it that you wanted to talk about?"
"Do you remember that conversation we had a few weeks ago? After Mic and I announced our engagement?"
"How could I forget?" Harm asked rhetorically.
"I've never felt for anyone else the way I feel about you, Harm. I can't imagine my life without you and I can't picture my future without you in it and I can't believe I didn't figure it out sooner. Last night, I woke up and you had your arms around me, and it felt so natural. I love you, too Harm. More than I've ever loved anyone else before. I love you, but I'm scared that this won't work. I don't wanna lose you, but I don't wanna live without you, either."
"Wow," Harm said, amazed that she had just let all of that out like that. Noticing the expectant look on her face, he took her into his arms and said, "So this feels natural, huh?"
"Yeah," she whispered.
"What about this?" he asked a second before his lips descended on hers in a sweet, gentle kiss.
"Yeah, that too."
"I'm glad," he said. "And I'm scared too, but this is right, Sarah. This is more right than anything else in the world right now. And you'll never have to worry about your future without me, because it won't happen. I promise, I won't let it happen. I love you, Sarah. With every fiber of my being, I love you."
"Ditto," she murmured, wrapping her arms around him and laying her head on his chest. "I love you, too."
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You ask what I felt when you walked through the door
Was it fear?
Was it clear?
It was all that and more
It was real...it was magic
It was calm...it was savage
It was cool as a breeze
It was warm to the touch
It was never enough
It was always too much
It did all the things love does
That's how I knew
It was