SinCity Chapter 5
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It was almost noon by the time Harm and Mac finally woke up. Neither remembered a time when they felt happier then they did now. After showering and getting dressed, they decided they would head downstairs to get something to eat.
"I'm starved," Mac said as she looked over her menu.
"For once I'm not surprised," Harm said flashing her his sexy smile.
Mac ordered the largest burger on the menu with all the trimmings. Harm just shook his head. How Mac could look they way she did eating what she did, was to him, a modern mystery.
All through lunch neither Harm nor Mac could seem to stop staring at each other. Both had the biggest smiles on their faces that wouldn't fade. After finishing lunch it was time for dessert.
"I vote for the tiramisu," Harm said looking over his dessert menu.
"Sounds good to me flyboy."
After downing the biggest piece of tiramisu either of them had ever seen they decided that they would head to the casino. After all, Harm still hadn't made a dent in the $50,000 credit line he had.
Harm headed for on of the roulette wheels while Mac headed back upstairs to get some aspirin for a slight headache she had.
When Mac got back downstairs she froze as she saw some tall blonde bimbo (A/N: I have nothing against blondes, I don't mean to offend anyone) sitting and chatting next to Harm at the wheel. As usual he seemed oblivious to her obvious flirtation. Mac noticed how Harm seemed to be flirting back. She rationalized with her self that was just Harm's personality; it was nothing. But that didn't stop the bad feeling that started to spread. She thought back to all the other blondes that crossed Harm's path. It seemed he hardly ever dated a brunette.
Mac decided she better approach and see what was going on.
Harm saw Mac approaching the table out of the corner of his eye. Suddenly he was completely oblivious to the blonde next to him or anyone else for that matter. All he saw was his beautiful Sarah. As soon as she reached the table, he stood up and placed a gentle kiss to her lips. This of course didn't go unnoticed by the bimbo sitting next to him. Mac saw how the blonde seemed to scowl.
'Good.' She gave the other woman a 'back off he's mine look.'
"So Harm how's it going?" Mac asked saucily.
"Well not too good. But maybe my luck will change now that you're here."
With that comment the blonde got up with a huff.
After wasting $2,000 at the roulette wheel Harm and Mac decided that they would go for a swim.
Under a floral print sundress, Mac wore a fire engine red bikini. Harm had to keep himself in check at the site of her in the bikini.
"So sailor which pool should we try out first. I do believe that as long as I wore a bikini we could try out all the pools."
Harm hoped his sanity lasted that long.
They headed for the Director's Pool first. Both Harm and Mac were enjoying each other's company immensely. For the first time there were no moments of awkward silence. Nor was there the presence of the constant tension that seemed to always hang in the air. For the first time both Harm and Mac were completely at ease, carefree.
Harm snuck up on Mac when she had her back turned to him. He grabbed her, and started spinning her around before he proceeded to tickle her. Mac let out a squeal of surprise before she tried to fend off her attacker.
An older woman sitting on a chaise next to the edge of the pool couldn't help but comment to her best friend.
"Aren't they adorable. I can remember when me and Harry were like that," the woman said a smile gracing her face.
After about two hours spent by the pool Harm and Mac decided they would head inside to get ready for their spa appointment.
"Ooh I think this is going to be Webb's best idea yet," Mac said excitedly.
"I don't know Mac. Webb has me signed up for an aromatherapy pedicure. Not really my thing."
"What's the matter? Not manly enough for you?" Mac said teasingly. "Can't handle it?"
"I can handle it. No need to worry," Harm said defensively.
"I wasn't. Now let's go sailor."
Once they reached the spa, they were lead to a private room where the treatments would take place.
Both Harm and Mac were getting Swedish massages, facials, and aromatherapy pedicures. Harm was still unsure about the pedicure thing but Mac told him to stop acting like a baby.
Half way into the pedicure Harm had to admit he was enjoying himself.
"Hey Mac this isn't half bad."
"I told you," Mac said smiling.
"So Mac, I hear when women get these kinda things done, it's really just a time to run the gossip mill. Know anything good?"
Mac just laughed.
"Ok I have an interesting question? How much do you think the office pool is up to?" Harm said.
"That's a good question. Oh you should have seen the other day I saw Harriet talking with Tiner. She was writing something down in a notebook then I saw him give her $10. So I went up to them and I asked very causally what was going on, they looked like they had been caught with their hands in the cookie jar. Both of their faces went red. Tiner said he thought he was being called away and Harriet said she thought she heard her phone ringing. Can you believe that they honestly think we have no idea about the pool that's being going on for years? I even caught AJ placing a bet. Of course not one to be caught he just told me that he was returning money to Harriet that he had borrowed from her. Like I believed that one."
"Who do you think should win? I vote for Harriet. After all wouldn't it be fitting if the office matchmaker actually one. Plus I can see her putting the money to good use. Her just moving and all."
"I agree. I say when we get back I give Harriet a little indicating as to when to place her bet."
"So anything else I should know about? I'm not out of touch am I?"
"Out of touch?" Mac questioned.
"Yea, remember when Bud sent Harriet those Roses on Valentine's Day?"
"Yea, what about them?"
"Well I happened to be talking to Sturgis in the break room about how I didn't understand how something as simple as flowers could mean so much to a woman. Harriet happened to walk in just as I made my statement. She asked me if she minded if she commented. I told her not all. Then she proceeded to tell me that I was out of touch and God help my wife when I was married. Of course Sturgis was teasing me about it the whole afternoon."
"Well I don't think your wife finds you too out of touch. But flowers aren't a bad thing. In fact I don't thinks she would mind some now and then," Mac said smiling.
"I'll have to remember that."
Will had it all planned out. He was sending Mr. and Mrs. Rabb and invitation for a show for the following evening. Of course the show also included an invitation to meet the performers after the show. Every detail was all planned out. Soon they would have enough money and they could leave Vegas.
Harm and Mac had finished their pedicures and were getting massages. After the massage they took a small lunch break then they moved onto the facials.
Harm wasn't too sure about all the goo they were putting on his face but he thought he'd give it a try. After all the pedicure turned out to be ok. Once it was all over Harm complained his face felt slimy.
"Maaac," he whined. "Feel my face. It's slimy," he said pouting.
"Stop whining you big baby."
"I'm not whining," Harm said defensively.
"We better go change sailor. We don't want to be late for the show."
"Yea I guess."
Harm had gotten a message from the Jeweler that the ring was ready a day early. While Mac was in the shower Harm decided he would run over and pick
up. He left Mac a note.
Mac
Got a note a message was left
for us downstairs. Be right back.
Mac had just gotten out of the shower when she noticed the note sitting on the bed. Mac not knowing when Harm left assumed he had just left and would be back in a little while. Ten minutes later as she was blow-drying her hair he returned.
"Hey Sailor where did you run off too?"
"The front desk called and told me they had a fax waiting for me downstairs. Funny thing I went down there and it wasn't for me. Turns out there happens to be another guy in this hotel with the last name Rabb," Harm said hoping he sounded believable.
"Oh, ok just didn't know where were till I found the note. You almost ready? The show starts in forty-five minutes."
"Yea I'll be ready in five."
Harm made his way into the bathroom and closed the door. He took the ring out of his pocket. He looked at the inscription written inside the ring.
It began in a rose garden. H & S forever.
Now all Harm had to do was find the perfect moment to pop the question.
Webb had just gotten off the phone with Mac. She had just done her daily check in. She said that so far they hadn't seen anything out of the ordinary. They had been playing the part well, but Mac still hadn't seen any signs of the would be murderers. Webb had been going over the facts of three murders and he still wasn't sure what was the last common factor that tied all these couples together. He knew it was there, he just wasn't seeing it. Hopefully Harm and Mac would find something out soon.
Harm and Mac had gotten to the Treasure Island Hotel early so they were treated with the Buccaneer Bay show before the headed into see the circus. The Buccaneer Bay show was a show put on every hour in the evening. Two ships, one with English sailors and one with pirates battled it out on the high seas. Of course, since this was the Treasure Island Hotel, the pirates eventually won out. After the show they headed inside to the theatre to see the circus.
Cirque de Soliel, was a circus that originated in Canada. But what set this circus apart from others was the fact that it was devoid of any animals. It was comprised of some of the world's most amazing and talented acrobats.
Mac noticed that all through out the show Harm seemed to be somewhere else. He seemed preoccupied with something. Mac didn't question Harm about it figuring that if it were really important he would share it with her.
After the show they went back to the hotel. Harm noticed that a note had been slipped under their door. He opened it up. Inside was an invitation and two tickets to attend one of the shows in the hotel. Also afterward they were invited to go backstage and meet with the performers.
"Sounds like fun," Mac said as she read over the invitation. Mac decided that since it was such a beautiful evening she would go and sit outside on the patio.
Harm saw this as his chance. He ran upstairs to change.
Mac was sitting outside admiring the gorgeous view. She hoped they had a break in the case soon. As much as she was enjoying this assignment that still didn't change the fact that there were two killers on the loose that could strike at any moment.
Harm took one last look in the mirror smoothed over his uniform and headed downstairs. Before he went outside he turned on the radio. He was delighted when the perfect song started playing, he turned up the volume and headed outside.
Mac heard the sliding glass door open and turned around. She gasped when she saw Harm walk out onto the patio wearing his dress whites. That was the one article of clothing that was guaranteed to leave her breathless and weak in the knees every time.
Harm didn't know what possessed him to pack his dress whites. But some little voice in the back of his head had been nagging him to pack them so he did. Boy was he glad he did. Mac might have said that they were overrated, but he knew better. He knew how much she enjoyed seeing him in them.
You're just too good to be true.
Can't take my eyes off of you.
You'd be like Heaven to touch.
I wanna hold you so much.
At long last love has arrived
And I thank God I'm alive.
You're just too good to be true.
Can't take my eyes off you.
Mac didn't know what to say. Harm was serenading her with one of her all time favorite songs. She remembered hearing the song way back when and it had always reminded her of Harm.
Pardon the way that I stare.
There's nothing else to compare.
The sight of you leaves me weak.
There are no words left to speak,
But if you feel like I feel,
Please let me know that it's real.
You're just too good to be true.
Can't take my eyes off you.
Harm got down on one knee.
"Sarah, will you marry me?"
A/N: The song is "Can't Take my Eyes off You," by Frankie Valli.