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 0930 EST Falls Church, Virginia
I walk into the lobby, carrying a dozen roses. Yes, of course they're for her. When I called my Grandma last night, she said that she was sending the ring overnight. Great. The sooner I propose to her, the better. The elevator dings, signaling my time to get off. I look for Sarah in the bullpen, but she's not there. I head over to her open office door, recieving strange looks from all of my coworkers. What do they know that I don't? As I approach her door from the side, I hear a familiar and very annoying voice. Oh, no. It's Mic Brumby. What the heck is he doing here? What is he saying?
"Look, Sarah, I'm sorry that I left you, but I was angry. I want you back. I love you." My vision goes red. How dare he? He left her hurt and alone and now he's coming back? The nerve of that piece of-. Suddenly, I realize that Mac hasn't replied to him. She's just sitting there? She's not immediatly telling him to bug off? Maybe she feels pressured. I have to help her. She needs me. I turn the corner, making my presence known by a sharp knock on the door. Brumby spins around in his seat, and Sarah sighs in relief.
"Hey, Sarah. These are for you." I say, handing her the flowers and kissing her cheek quickly. I feel her lean into me, and I know that she would never betray me. I turn to Brumby, who is starting to look a little angry. "Hello, Mic. What are you doing here?" I ask him. How's he going to explain his way out of this one? He stands up, stretching to his full height, which is still a head shorter than me.
"I was coming back to take Sarah back, and I'm not leaving without her. Nobody's going to stop me." And with that, he punches me right in the face. I see stars, then red, and I hear Sarah yelp in surprise. My vision clears, and I see Mic standing there in boxing position. He's ready to beat me to a pulp for Sarah. I won't let that happen, though. I've waited too long and made her suffer too much to let her slip away now. I assume my own boxing stance, and he punches me again in the nose, and I hear a sharp crack. God, that hurts. I hear Sarah tell me not to do this, but I have to. I have to defend myself and her. I glance towards the door, and see the entire JAG staff gathered there. I punch Mic in the face quickly, and jump back so that he couldn't get me. It doesn't seem to work too well, though, and he jumps forward, punching me hard in the gut several times. Just as he's about to bust me in the face with his knee, I hear Sturgis and the Admiral shouting for everyone to move out of the way. This distracts Mic, and I take the opportunity to tackle him around the stomach, sending both of us flying into Mac's office wall. From what I can hear, Sturgis and the Admiral are having a hard time getting through the wall of people. Mic recovers quickly and shoves me violently to the hard floor. I hear the crack of my own head hitting the cold surface, and feel pain exploding through it. Mic isn't done with me,though. He grabs my already bloody uniform shirt and pulls me up enough to punch me repeatedly, undoubtedly breaking several bones in my face. Mac screams at him to stop, and everything goes black just as I see Mic grab something metal off of her desk and swing it at my head.
JAG Headquarters 0930 EST Falls Church, Virginia
I walk into the lobby, carrying a dozen roses. Yes, of course they're for her. When I called my Grandma last night, she said that she was sending the ring overnight. Great. The sooner I propose to her, the better. The elevator dings, signaling my time to get off. I look for Sarah in the bullpen, but she's not there. I head over to her open office door, recieving strange looks from all of my coworkers. What do they know that I don't? As I approach her door from the side, I hear a familiar and very annoying voice. Oh, no. It's Mic Brumby. What the heck is he doing here? What is he saying?
"Look, Sarah, I'm sorry that I left you, but I was angry. I want you back. I love you." My vision goes red. How dare he? He left her hurt and alone and now he's coming back? The nerve of that piece of-. Suddenly, I realize that Mac hasn't replied to him. She's just sitting there? She's not immediatly telling him to bug off? Maybe she feels pressured. I have to help her. She needs me. I turn the corner, making my presence known by a sharp knock on the door. Brumby spins around in his seat, and Sarah sighs in relief.
"Hey, Sarah. These are for you." I say, handing her the flowers and kissing her cheek quickly. I feel her lean into me, and I know that she would never betray me. I turn to Brumby, who is starting to look a little angry. "Hello, Mic. What are you doing here?" I ask him. How's he going to explain his way out of this one? He stands up, stretching to his full height, which is still a head shorter than me.
"I was coming back to take Sarah back, and I'm not leaving without her. Nobody's going to stop me." And with that, he punches me right in the face. I see stars, then red, and I hear Sarah yelp in surprise. My vision clears, and I see Mic standing there in boxing position. He's ready to beat me to a pulp for Sarah. I won't let that happen, though. I've waited too long and made her suffer too much to let her slip away now. I assume my own boxing stance, and he punches me again in the nose, and I hear a sharp crack. God, that hurts. I hear Sarah tell me not to do this, but I have to. I have to defend myself and her. I glance towards the door, and see the entire JAG staff gathered there. I punch Mic in the face quickly, and jump back so that he couldn't get me. It doesn't seem to work too well, though, and he jumps forward, punching me hard in the gut several times. Just as he's about to bust me in the face with his knee, I hear Sturgis and the Admiral shouting for everyone to move out of the way. This distracts Mic, and I take the opportunity to tackle him around the stomach, sending both of us flying into Mac's office wall. From what I can hear, Sturgis and the Admiral are having a hard time getting through the wall of people. Mic recovers quickly and shoves me violently to the hard floor. I hear the crack of my own head hitting the cold surface, and feel pain exploding through it. Mic isn't done with me,though. He grabs my already bloody uniform shirt and pulls me up enough to punch me repeatedly, undoubtedly breaking several bones in my face. Mac screams at him to stop, and everything goes black just as I see Mic grab something metal off of her desk and swing it at my head.
