Through My Eyes Summary: Harm's point of view. Mainly to show the magnitude of his feelings towards Mac. I don't think there's any better way to do it.

JAG Headquarters 12?? EST

I hear a knock at the door, and call out a distracted 'Enter!' as I work furiously to get my last bit of paperwork finished. I hear someone enter and close the door, and then the blinds, but I'm still not sure who it is until I feel that someone kissing the back of my neck. Oh, now I know who it is. I shiver, and turn my chair around to view my assailant. When I get around to her, I pull her into my lap, so she's straddling me in my chair, her knees on either side of my legs on my large office chair. I hug her hips, my head resting on her firm stomach. As I squeeze her, she hugs me around my neck and head and kisses the top of my head.

"How's your day going, Sailor?" She asks softly. I loosen my grip on her and pull back to look at her face.

"Better, now that you're here. I've been doing paperwork all morning." I fake a pout, and it's enough to get her to take my face in her hands and bend down to kiss me softly on the lips. When she pulls away, she smiles and asks,

"Are you ready to go to lunch? I'm starving!" Almost as if on cue, her stomach (which is still very close to my head) growls, and I laugh. What else is new? She's always hungry, and it amazes me every time I see her scarf down a Beltway Burger that she's in such incredible shape. Not that I check her out or anything. Okay, maybe I do. But it's still amazing. We get up, and I stretch out, my fingertips brushing the celing of my office. She chuckles, prompting me to ask,

"What's so funny?" I follow her to the office door.

"I was just thinking of how I'm going to feel when I'm in a house years from now and all my kids are a foot taller than me." I laugh, ecstatic that she's thinking about our children. That's going to be a wonderful part of our life together, her having our children. They're going to be enough like me to be tall and smart-assed, and enough like her to be courageous and beautiful. Maybe they'll be more like her than me. Not that I would mind having a Harmon Rabb III in the world, but I admire so much about Sarah that I want to have children that are all as wonderful as she is. That's the only way that they're all going to be able to put up with me, after all.

Beltway Burgers 12?? EST

I let her talk me into coming to Beltway Burgers, since I'm in a good mood. As I eat my salad, I notice her staring at me. What's she looking at?

"Sarah, why are you staring at me?" Her intense look fades into a soft smile, and she looks directly into my eyes.

"I love you." I grin, very happy to hear her say that. I mean, I know that she loves me, but hearing her say it inflates my ego and makes my heart swell with love for her, too. I reach across the table and take her hand in mine, squeezing gently. She squeezes back, and I say,

"I love you so much. Sarah, you have no idea how long I've been wanting to say that. I love you, I love you, I love you!" I bring her hand to my lips and kiss it gently, delighted when I see her inhale sharply at my touch.

"Exactly how long, Harm? I bet it's not as long as I've been waiting." I grin, giving her hand back to her.

"I bet it's been longer. There's no way you've loved me longer than I've loved you." She smiles, an impish smile that I've seen on her face countless times.

"All right, let's see." She says as we get up to throw our trash away and head for the door. "On three, we'll both say the time that we fell in love with each other, okay?" I nod. So, our competitiveness won't die with our being 'just friends'.

"One...Two...Three."

"Rose Garden."

"Rose Garden." She looks at me, shocked. We're almost to the car, and she stops walking. I stop too, turning around and stepping back to her.

"Really?" She asks, quietly. I place my hands on her waist, pulling her a few inches closer to me. I nod.

"Really, Sarah. You had me from hello." She looks up at me doubtfully. I think of reasons that she wouldn't believe me, then stop suddenly. Diane. She thinks that I was in love with Diane still.

"Are you sure it wasn't Diane that had you from hello?" She whispers, pulling away from me slightly. I'm not letting her go again.

"Sarah, it wasn't Diane. As soon as you spoke, I knew that you and Diane were like opposites, she was nothing like you are. She couldn't make me laugh like you do, she couldn't make me knees go weak with a single glance from across a crowded room. That's you, Sarah. That's you." I'm desperate for her to understand. She has to. I love her too much for her to misunderstand and leave me. She stares deep into my eyes.

"We look almost exactly the same, and I make you go weak at the knees?" She teases me. I nod, shrugging my shoulders. She steps closer to me until she's in my breathing space. She's practically pressed up against me, but all I see is her beautiful face, all I feel is the love emenating from her. She smiles mischieviously. "If a glance makes you go weak at the knees, what will this do?" She asks softly just before she kisses me. This isn't a tender, innocent kiss like that one that morning. It's hard, demanding, and most of all, making my knees buckle. I slowly kneel down until I'm her height. It's her fault. She knows the effect she has on me, and she's going to thoroughly humiliate me now. The kiss continues for several more seconds, and she pulls away, just as quickly and firmly as she came. I'm still not capable of using my knees, so I just rest my forehead on hers and try to catch my breath. My woman is ruthless.

"We'd better head back to the office, Flyboy. We're going to get in trouble." She whispers. Right now, I wouldn't care if I got fired, as long as she's with me. Maybe I should see if she likes for me to say mushy, romantic things. I'll try it and see what she says.

"I don't care if I get fired, as long as you're with me, Sarah." I slowly make my way back up to my own height, looking down at her. I see tears fill her eyes, and she hugs me tightly.

"I love you, Flybloy. You're not going anywhere without me ever again." I smile and kiss her forehead. She's amazing, and she loves me. She's said so a lot of times. So there. Maybe I'll properly pay her back some day for being so incredible. Then again, she will be surprising me more for the rest of our lives than I can imagine.

"Will you come over tonight? I want to be with you out of uniform. Please?" She looks up at me, a fake pout on her lips.

"What's wrong with my uniform?" She asks. Is she kidding me? What's wrong with her uniform?

"Don't get me wrong, you look incredible in it, but it hides an awful lot of Sarah." I gaze down the front of her jacket, showing her what I mean. A slow smile crosses her face. She nods. Wait, she agrees with me? I just made a blatantly sexual comment about her, and she's smiling?

"You're right. I'll come over at 1900. Come on, let's get back to work."