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Harm had raced through the streets of D.C. he had to get to Mac's. There were a million things running through his head. He needed to get to Mac. He wasn't sure what he was going to say. He would worry about that when he saw her. Right now he just needed to see her.
MAC'S APARTMENT 2:30 AM
"Mac," Harm called out as he banged on the door. He didn't care about the time.
"Harm relax, what's wrong?" Mac said as she opened the door.
"I had another dream, it was incredible. I was a southern soldier returning home after the civil war, my mom was there; I had a little brother and sister. I have this feeling my father was there too but I didn't see him."
"Harm you know your imagination has been running wild since you got hit in the head last week. It's normal. Well maybe not normal, but the doctor did not seem concerned about it." Mac said.
"The doctor said that having a dream when you get knocked out is normal, but a series of dreams?" Harm replied.
"No Harm, he said a series of dreams was not out of the ordinary." Mac answered.
"But I only had one of those dreams when we went to the doctor." Harm said.
Mac led Harm to the couch, "Harm sit down," she said, "I called the doctor and spoke to him about your additional dreams."
"You called the doctor? Why?" Harm asked. "Because I care about you silly." Mac said with a smile. Harm just sat there staring at Mac.
"Now, please tell me what has you so crazed about this dream?" Mac asked.
Harm threw his head back and stared at the ceiling. Where to begin? Now was the time he had to figure out what he was going to say and figure it out quickly.
"Mac it's like this," Harm said and stopped. "It's just that I that I woke up."
"Harm, would you speak in English and not in code please?" Mac teased.
"Mac, please don't interrupt." Harm said his tone bordering on exasperation and confusion.
"Ok Harm." Mac said softly as she sat down next to him. "Talk to me."
"Mac all these dreams have a common theme. Aside from being about wars, every one of them has you." Harm said. Mac just nodded.
"No matter where I have been, you are there and I am coming back to you. This last dream really opened my eyes." He continued. "Harm what happened?" Mac asked.
"Well, you were my neighbor and you were there when I returned home from the Civil War. Your father had arranged a marriage for you but you wouldn't marry the man. You told me you had waited for me. You don't know how happy that made me." Harm stopped and looked at Mac, she was staring at him. "It made me realize something. It's you Mac, it's always been you."
"What's always been me Harm?" Mac asked.
"It's always been you that I loved." Harm stated. "I cannot believe that it took a dream to make me realize this." Mac just stared at him. "Mac say something, anything please." Harm pleaded.
"Harm, you love me?" Mac questioned.
"Yes Mac, I LOVE YOU." Harm breathed a sigh of relief. He finally got the words out. "I love you Mac. I will say it again if you want. I love you." Harm was now smiling; it was as if a weight had been lifted from him.
"Harm." Mac said and she took a deep breath.
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Harm had raced through the streets of D.C. he had to get to Mac's. There were a million things running through his head. He needed to get to Mac. He wasn't sure what he was going to say. He would worry about that when he saw her. Right now he just needed to see her.
MAC'S APARTMENT 2:30 AM
"Mac," Harm called out as he banged on the door. He didn't care about the time.
"Harm relax, what's wrong?" Mac said as she opened the door.
"I had another dream, it was incredible. I was a southern soldier returning home after the civil war, my mom was there; I had a little brother and sister. I have this feeling my father was there too but I didn't see him."
"Harm you know your imagination has been running wild since you got hit in the head last week. It's normal. Well maybe not normal, but the doctor did not seem concerned about it." Mac said.
"The doctor said that having a dream when you get knocked out is normal, but a series of dreams?" Harm replied.
"No Harm, he said a series of dreams was not out of the ordinary." Mac answered.
"But I only had one of those dreams when we went to the doctor." Harm said.
Mac led Harm to the couch, "Harm sit down," she said, "I called the doctor and spoke to him about your additional dreams."
"You called the doctor? Why?" Harm asked. "Because I care about you silly." Mac said with a smile. Harm just sat there staring at Mac.
"Now, please tell me what has you so crazed about this dream?" Mac asked.
Harm threw his head back and stared at the ceiling. Where to begin? Now was the time he had to figure out what he was going to say and figure it out quickly.
"Mac it's like this," Harm said and stopped. "It's just that I that I woke up."
"Harm, would you speak in English and not in code please?" Mac teased.
"Mac, please don't interrupt." Harm said his tone bordering on exasperation and confusion.
"Ok Harm." Mac said softly as she sat down next to him. "Talk to me."
"Mac all these dreams have a common theme. Aside from being about wars, every one of them has you." Harm said. Mac just nodded.
"No matter where I have been, you are there and I am coming back to you. This last dream really opened my eyes." He continued. "Harm what happened?" Mac asked.
"Well, you were my neighbor and you were there when I returned home from the Civil War. Your father had arranged a marriage for you but you wouldn't marry the man. You told me you had waited for me. You don't know how happy that made me." Harm stopped and looked at Mac, she was staring at him. "It made me realize something. It's you Mac, it's always been you."
"What's always been me Harm?" Mac asked.
"It's always been you that I loved." Harm stated. "I cannot believe that it took a dream to make me realize this." Mac just stared at him. "Mac say something, anything please." Harm pleaded.
"Harm, you love me?" Mac questioned.
"Yes Mac, I LOVE YOU." Harm breathed a sigh of relief. He finally got the words out. "I love you Mac. I will say it again if you want. I love you." Harm was now smiling; it was as if a weight had been lifted from him.
"Harm." Mac said and she took a deep breath.