Title: E-Love

Author: Ninjagurl354

PG-13

Romance/Drama

Summary: Harm and Mac are writing e-mails to each other but they don't know the recipient is there best friend, the problem is they fall in love and want to meet…

Big Harm and Mac fan! First time as a writer. Please R & R!!!

Disclaimers: All characters belong to Donald P. Bellisarious and Bellisarious Productions. No copyright infringement intended.

Spoilers: Capitol Crime, The Stalker (very mild)

Mac's Apartment

Georgetown, DC

ZULU 1900

     Mac walked into the living room and flopped onto the couch. She had a lot on her mind and didn't know what to do with it all. She was thinking about JAG, about her friends, her godson, and mostly Harm. Harm, what was she going to do about him? She still hadn't talked to him about the night when Mic left, and they were just getting their friendship back on track. But, oh how she wanted more with him. She wanted to be sitting here with him, in his arms, not sitting here by herself thinking about him. She dropped her head into her hands and sighed.

     Deciding to do something useful she got up and walked to her desk sat down and booted her laptop. She logged on to the e-mail address that she hardly ever used; Marinebabe27841. She looked at her mail and deleted most of it. Deciding to do something wild she logged into a chatroom.

Harm's Apartment

North of Union Station

ZULU 1900

     Harm leaned back in his desk chair waiting for AOL to log on. He had signed on to a screen name that Sergei had created for him and no one knew about it; Tomcat hunk7854. He was thinking about his Mac. Whoa, that came out of nowhere! She wasn't his Mac, not yet, a small voice in the back of his head stated. Oh, dammit why couldn't he just tell her how he felt! Why, I'll tell you why, because your scared, the voice said again. "Shut up," Harm shouted to his empty apartment.

     He deleted most of his mail. Then deciding to do something that he normally would never do he logged into a chatroom. There he scrolled down the list of screen names and came across Marinebabe27481. There was another thing that reminded him of Mac. Oh well, at least we have something in common. He clicked on the name and typed, "Hey."

     Meanwhile, back at Mac's apartment she was surprised to hear the bling of the Instant Messenger. Tomcathunk7854, now who does that remind me of? Oh well, can't hurt to answer back. She clicked reply and wrote, "Hey."

     And that is how another friendship blossomed. The simple saying of hey turned into hours of talking back and forth and learning this and that from the recipient.

     Mac's internal clock clicked in and it told her that it was 2324. Oh man she thought I didn't realize it was that late. She typed, "Wow, time flies when your having fun and I have to get up early for work tomorrow. I had a great time talking to you tonight."

     Harm didn't want to have leave so soon knew he had to get up early for work tomorrow too. He typed his response, "Yea, I didn't realize how late it was. Hey, do you think we can do this again, say tomorrow night same time?" Mac looked at the response and couldn't help but smile. "Yea, I'd love to do. So I guess I'll see ya tomorrow at 1900. See ya!" and with that both Mac and Harm signed off.

     Harm started turning off the lights in his apartment, locked the door, and walked into the bedroom. He stripped down to his boxers and climbed into bed. He rolled onto his back and started thinking about Mac and the mysterious Marinebabe.

     Back at Mac's, Mac was locking her door and heading to her bedroom where she put on a pair of soft gray shorts and blue tank top. She climbed beneath the sheets and smiled to herself thinking about Harm and the mysterious Tomcathunk. She thought about the slip she made to Sturdgis stating that she was in love with Harm. She couldn't believe at how easy it was to talk to this guy, they had laughed and talked about childhoods, and she had even flirted a little. She smiled again as sleep overtook her.

     Harm thought about how he wanted Mac to be here in his arms, in his bed, and most importantly in his life. He loved her, yes it was true, he loved her with every ounce of life he had. She had taken his heart the moment they met and she smiled at him. Yes, she was the one, his soul mate, the one he wanted to spend the rest of his life with. But he had to confront her and tell her. He thought about the previous conversation with Marinebabe. They had talked about anything and everything, and they laughed, and he had even flirted a little. He smiled again as sleep overtook him.

     The two secret lovers online and best friends to the rest of the world, they fell a sleep thinking and dreaming about their significant other.

JAG Headquarters

Falls Church, Virginia

ZULU 1035

     Mac had been working hard all morning and now emerged from her office to get a breath of fresh air. She wandered towards the coffee room and walked in. It was empty and she went and started making herself a cup of coffee. From down the hall she heard the all too familiar voices of Commanders Rabb and Turner.

     The two entered the coffee room still bickering about the case they were arguing in court. They stopped when they found that Mac was standing there with her cup of coffee in hand and smiling at the two.

     "Good morning, Colonel," Commander Turner greeted her.

     "Mornin' Mac," Harm greeted her with the famous flyboy smile. "I'm glad to see you took a breather and decided to grace us with your presence, Mac. I was getting worried when I didn't see you getting your cup of coffee this morning, thought your tornado disaster of a desk had swallowed you whole."

     "Morning, Sturdgis, Harm," she smiled. "Cute Harm, real cute," she glared and tried her best not to smile but couldn't resist.

     Sturdgis poured himself a cup of coffee and then said that he had to check on some files that Harriet had pulled for him and took his leave. Thus, leaving Harm and Mac alone in the coffee room. Harm walked toward where Mac was leaning casually on the counter and poured himself a cup of coffee and said, "So Mac, you have a good night last night?"

     "Yea, I did. You?" She said after she took a sip from her coffee cup.

     "Yea, I spent the night talking to someone online all night."

     "You did, I was talking to someone all night last night. Hmm and I never saw your screen name."

     "Yea, that is weird. Well, I better go work on my case I'll talk to you later. K?" Thinking that he better get out of there quick without the conversation getting awkward. He didn't want to tell her that the reason he wasn't on was because he had another screen name that no one knew about.

     "Yea, see ya later." She said as she watched his retreating figure. She then got up from her position of leaning against the counter and walked back to her office. And consumed herself in her work.

JAG Headquarters

Falls Church, Virginia

ZULU 1705

     Mac was finishing up the last of her work for the evening. When Harm walked by her office and stuck his head in. "Hey, Mac, you leaving?"

     Mac looked up and smiled at her handsome partner, "Yea, I am."

     Harm smiled, "I'll wait so we can walk out together, K."

     "Sure, Harm. Thanks." She said as she grabbed her briefcase and cover. And joined him by the threshold of her door, she turned off the lights, and closed the door. They started walking to the elevator saying good-bye to various people. They got into the waiting elevator and Mac said, "So how's your case going?"

     "Well I've got some pretty solid witnesses, and the man is guilty as hell. So I'm not worried."

     "You rarely ever are, flyboy. And you always strut when your so sure of yourself," she said laughter sparkling in her brown eyes.

     "Wow, you haven't called me flyboy in years," Harm said flashing her his flyboy grin.

     "Do you like me to call you flyboy?" She asked a little hesitantly.

     "Yea, I do Mac. I missed you calling me that." He said getting lost in her brown eyes and as soon as he said that her eyes sparkled and he was graced with a smile.

     "Ok then, I guess I'm back to calling you flyboy and Harm, huh?" she laughed.

     Her laughter was contagious and he was soon chuckling along with her.

     "Yea." "Wait a minute did you just say that I strut?" He glared at her. Realization finally hit him full force.

     Mac went into a fit of giggles and she managed to stammer out, "Yes."

She stopped laughing at the look in his eye. She put her hand on top of his and said, "Harm I'm sorry, It's just something that I noticed you do."

     Harm's expression softened and said, "For your information I do not strut, Marine. I don't even know how to strut. And how would you know that I strut? I take it you enjoy the view?"

     "What do you mean you don't know how to strut, Harm? Everyone has his or her own strut. And they do it without even realizing it." She carefully avoided the question of whether or not she liked the view. Of course she liked the view, she liked every inch of his body inside and out.

     "So, Mac your saying that you have a strut too, huh." He said remembering all the times he had watched her retreating figure, the quick swish of her hips, her firm muscular legs matching his long stride. He had memorized her strut so that practically whenever he closed his eyes he would see her form.

     "Yes, Harm I probably do I have a strut. But I personally have never see it but almost certain that I do in fact have a strut." She notices the desired glint in his eyes and silently wondered what he was thinking about.

     The elevator came to a halt and they stepped and walked toward their cars bickering all the way. They stopped at there cars and bid each other goodnight. Mac climbed into her car and drove on home. On the way she stopped and picked up a Beltway Burger.

Mac's Apartment

Georgetown, DC

ZULU 1605

     She got to her apartment and unlocked and opened the door. She set her briefcase and cover down and went into the bedroom to change. She took off her uniform and hung it up. She then slipped into a pair of tight blue jeans and a white sleeveless low v-neck shirt. She walked back into the living room and turned on some music as she devoured her beltway burger.

Harm's Apartment

North of Union Station

ZULU 1605

      Harm got in his car and drove home. He unlocked and opened his apartment hit the play button on the stereo. And music filtered through his apartment as he set his briefcase and cover down. He walked into the bedroom and changed into a pair of blue jeans and black t-shirt. He went back into the kitchen and made himself a salad for dinner. He thought about Mac, and said she's probably eating dead cow from Beltway Burger's. He grimaced at the thought. But still he wondered how she could eat that stuff and still stay so fit.

     Time passed quickly for the two and before they knew it, it was 7:00 and both were signing onto AOL on their secret screen names. Both wondering what was going to happen between the two tonight.

     When Mac signed on Tomcathunk7854 was already on. She clicked on his name and typed, "Hey." Harm typed hey back. Over the course of the next few hours the two found out more about each other and was growing steadily more in love with their partner at JAG. It was Thursday but both had work tomorrow. Finally Harm said, "Wow, its already 2400 can't believe the time has gone by so quick again. Listen, I know we've only just met but I really like you and would like to meet you."

     Mac's marine instincts kicked in thinking that this was going to be another episode like with Coster, her stalker. She decided to give it a shot and just let someone know, Harm know where she was going and that she was meeting someone that she met online and that she would call him as soon as she was back in her car. And if she didn't to come looking for her. Yes, that was what she would do.

     She typed, "Yea I know I think we should meet. How about Saturday at the Reflecting Pool? At oh say, 1100, and maybe we can grab some lunch or something." Harm typed back, "Yea, that would be great. Umm you obviously won't be in marine greens or me in navy so I should probably know what you look like. So I don't make a fool of myself to some other woman who isn't you. I'm tall, dark hair, blue eyes, and I'll be wearing a bomber jacket. You?"

     "I'm medium height, dark brown short hair, brown eyes, tan skin, and I'll be wearing oh I dunno something bright I guess. So, I'll see you Saturday, 1100, at the Reflecting Pool, right?" Mac typed back. "Yea, I'll see you then. Bye"

     And with that both signed off and went to bed thinking about Saturday and the meeting of the two and first date.

Finished….for now!!! Tell me what you think, Should I continue! Please R & R!