Title: Vacation of a Lifetime
Chapter: 9/?
Author: socgrl
Rating: It's PG-13
Category: Romance
Disclaimer: I don't own anything. And even if I did it wouldn't be worth much anyway. They belong to TPTB. Besides I would have had H and M together a long time ago.
Summary: Harm and Mac are sent to La Jolla for a little R and R.
Spoilers: Enemy Below, Critical Condition, and seasons 2-8 pretty much
1030 PST
La Jolla, California
Home of Frank and Trish Burnett
Neither Harm not Mac had slept till 10 o'clock in ages, but it was a really nice feeling. Harm had decided when he woke up that he wanted this to be a special day. His mom and Frank were going to be getting home tonight and then after brunch tomorrow they were heading back to DC. "He Mac, wake up." "Wha.what? What's going on?" she asked a little confused. "Nothing, I just thought we should get up and moving. I want to take you to that café in town for breakfast. They have wonderful cinnamon buns and German coffee cake. Everything but the coffee is made from scratch." "Mmm.sounds wonderful."
They got dressed and ready to leave and they jumped into the convertible and went into town. Together they walked into the quaint café. It was old, Mac knew that much, but it was also beautiful. It was as if it used to be a tavern. Old gabled roof, high ceilings, and beams and mortar all added to the character of this old building. But it had been remodeled so that the back was entirely made of windows and French doors that looked out onto the beach.
They ordered breakfast and sat down in the café to eat. "Hey Mac, I told mom that I would check on something in the antique store next door. Can you do me a favor and order a couple of fresh sandwiches and some water. We are gonna need something to eat on the road." As Harm made the request he stood too excuse himself and the planted a kiss on Mac's cheek. "Anything in particular?" "Nah, you pick."
As Mac ordered them sandwiches and snacks for their journey Harm went next door to the antique store. He had been in their thousands of times when he was a kid and when he came to visit his mother. There had been the most beautiful ring in there the last time he had looked and he knew it was perfect for Mac. It was a diamond engagement ring, but what made it unique was that the diamond was in the shape of a rose. He had asked for the owner to save it for him. It was right before Christmas last year, when things were getting better between them again. He needed to make sure that that ring was his because he knew one day he would be back to put it on Mac's hand.
"Harmon, how are you doing these days?" asked the older gentleman behind the display counter containing the jewelry. "Very well thank you. And yourself Mr. Jacobson?" "Oh, very well indeed. What can I do for you today?" "Well to be honest, I came for my ring." "Ah, I see. Little Harmon Rabb has finally found the one?" "Oh sir, I found her a long time ago, I just recently told her how I feel." Mr. Jacobson went into the back to a storage area and soon brought back what Harm had been waiting for. Harm paid the man and both gave their regards to each other's families.
Harm found Mac in the café with a brown carryout box that was filled with their lunch. They walked to the car and headed down the road, north. About forty-five minutes later they were in Santa Monica. They drove around sightseeing for an hour and then Harm pulled into a park. They walked along the trail carrying their lunch and a blanket and then found a comfortable spot just outside of a playground. Harm spread out the blanket and he and Mac sat down. Mac found herself unable to get comfortable so Harm offered her the spot between his legs. She got settled and then rested her body against Harms. They were content to watch the children playing with their parents watching from the surrounding benches. "Mac, other then that night on the Admiral's porch, do you ever think about our deal?" "Harm I think about it all the time. Every time I look at little AJ a tinge of jealousy hits me. I want what Harriet has, a loving husband, a beautiful child, and a gorgeous house." "And you deserve all of that!" exclaimed Harm. Mac sighed and lay back again to rest against Harm.
After about an hour of sitting, watching, and talking Harm reached for the carryout box and handed out lunch. After eating they packed up their belongings and went back to the car. "Come on Mac, there was a method to my madness today."
They pulled into the harbor in Santa Monica. They walked out to the end of the pier. "Harm this is beautiful." "This place has special meaning to me in more ways then one. When I was little dad used to bring me out here after we would ride the roller coasters. You know, we carved our initials into the side of one of the cars, an H and R with a little two, squared. Ugh.anyway, he took me out on the pier and we just looked out into the ocean. He carried me on his shoulders and when I looked down to ask him a question I noticed two initials were carved into the railing of the pier. It was an H and M with forever scrawled underneath. I've remembered until this day exactly where it was." They walked to the spot and Mac traced the old worn wood with their initials carved into it. Just then Harm reached for Mac's hand and dropped down to one knee. "Sarah, I know that we have only just admitted our feelings for one another, but everything seems so right, so perfect. I don't want to go to sleep another night without you by my side. And I don't want to wake up another morning without you smiling back at me. So will you do me the honor of being my wife?"
Mac was crying tears of joy. "Harm of course I will marry you!" And with that Harm slipped on the ring and picked Mac up and spun her around.
A/N: you know the drill: R&R, the good, the bad, and the ugly, preferably the good.
Chapter: 9/?
Author: socgrl
Rating: It's PG-13
Category: Romance
Disclaimer: I don't own anything. And even if I did it wouldn't be worth much anyway. They belong to TPTB. Besides I would have had H and M together a long time ago.
Summary: Harm and Mac are sent to La Jolla for a little R and R.
Spoilers: Enemy Below, Critical Condition, and seasons 2-8 pretty much
1030 PST
La Jolla, California
Home of Frank and Trish Burnett
Neither Harm not Mac had slept till 10 o'clock in ages, but it was a really nice feeling. Harm had decided when he woke up that he wanted this to be a special day. His mom and Frank were going to be getting home tonight and then after brunch tomorrow they were heading back to DC. "He Mac, wake up." "Wha.what? What's going on?" she asked a little confused. "Nothing, I just thought we should get up and moving. I want to take you to that café in town for breakfast. They have wonderful cinnamon buns and German coffee cake. Everything but the coffee is made from scratch." "Mmm.sounds wonderful."
They got dressed and ready to leave and they jumped into the convertible and went into town. Together they walked into the quaint café. It was old, Mac knew that much, but it was also beautiful. It was as if it used to be a tavern. Old gabled roof, high ceilings, and beams and mortar all added to the character of this old building. But it had been remodeled so that the back was entirely made of windows and French doors that looked out onto the beach.
They ordered breakfast and sat down in the café to eat. "Hey Mac, I told mom that I would check on something in the antique store next door. Can you do me a favor and order a couple of fresh sandwiches and some water. We are gonna need something to eat on the road." As Harm made the request he stood too excuse himself and the planted a kiss on Mac's cheek. "Anything in particular?" "Nah, you pick."
As Mac ordered them sandwiches and snacks for their journey Harm went next door to the antique store. He had been in their thousands of times when he was a kid and when he came to visit his mother. There had been the most beautiful ring in there the last time he had looked and he knew it was perfect for Mac. It was a diamond engagement ring, but what made it unique was that the diamond was in the shape of a rose. He had asked for the owner to save it for him. It was right before Christmas last year, when things were getting better between them again. He needed to make sure that that ring was his because he knew one day he would be back to put it on Mac's hand.
"Harmon, how are you doing these days?" asked the older gentleman behind the display counter containing the jewelry. "Very well thank you. And yourself Mr. Jacobson?" "Oh, very well indeed. What can I do for you today?" "Well to be honest, I came for my ring." "Ah, I see. Little Harmon Rabb has finally found the one?" "Oh sir, I found her a long time ago, I just recently told her how I feel." Mr. Jacobson went into the back to a storage area and soon brought back what Harm had been waiting for. Harm paid the man and both gave their regards to each other's families.
Harm found Mac in the café with a brown carryout box that was filled with their lunch. They walked to the car and headed down the road, north. About forty-five minutes later they were in Santa Monica. They drove around sightseeing for an hour and then Harm pulled into a park. They walked along the trail carrying their lunch and a blanket and then found a comfortable spot just outside of a playground. Harm spread out the blanket and he and Mac sat down. Mac found herself unable to get comfortable so Harm offered her the spot between his legs. She got settled and then rested her body against Harms. They were content to watch the children playing with their parents watching from the surrounding benches. "Mac, other then that night on the Admiral's porch, do you ever think about our deal?" "Harm I think about it all the time. Every time I look at little AJ a tinge of jealousy hits me. I want what Harriet has, a loving husband, a beautiful child, and a gorgeous house." "And you deserve all of that!" exclaimed Harm. Mac sighed and lay back again to rest against Harm.
After about an hour of sitting, watching, and talking Harm reached for the carryout box and handed out lunch. After eating they packed up their belongings and went back to the car. "Come on Mac, there was a method to my madness today."
They pulled into the harbor in Santa Monica. They walked out to the end of the pier. "Harm this is beautiful." "This place has special meaning to me in more ways then one. When I was little dad used to bring me out here after we would ride the roller coasters. You know, we carved our initials into the side of one of the cars, an H and R with a little two, squared. Ugh.anyway, he took me out on the pier and we just looked out into the ocean. He carried me on his shoulders and when I looked down to ask him a question I noticed two initials were carved into the railing of the pier. It was an H and M with forever scrawled underneath. I've remembered until this day exactly where it was." They walked to the spot and Mac traced the old worn wood with their initials carved into it. Just then Harm reached for Mac's hand and dropped down to one knee. "Sarah, I know that we have only just admitted our feelings for one another, but everything seems so right, so perfect. I don't want to go to sleep another night without you by my side. And I don't want to wake up another morning without you smiling back at me. So will you do me the honor of being my wife?"
Mac was crying tears of joy. "Harm of course I will marry you!" And with that Harm slipped on the ring and picked Mac up and spun her around.
A/N: you know the drill: R&R, the good, the bad, and the ugly, preferably the good.