Hey guys! Sorry I haven't updated in awhile but I promise to be more on top of my stories from now on ;-) Anyway as always feedback is greatly appreciated! I'll take it all the good as well as the bad just let me know what you think1 Thanks and the usual disclaimers, this story was merely written for fun. Thanks to Alex for all her help!
Harriet and Mac arrived at McMurphy's early to help setup for the event.
"Hey you guys ready for tonight?" their friend Kathy asked.
"Of course we are," Harriet said excitedly.
Harriet, Mac and Kathy were opening up the show by singing Shania Twain's "I'm Gonna Getcha good."
"So did hear you that we've raised over $10,000 already in donations?" Kathy said.
"Really? Wow that's great," Mac said as she got all the speakers ready.
Once they finished setting up it was almost time to start.
Harriet looked at her watch and noticed that the Commander was already twenty minutes late. She had told him a time half and hour earlier than the start time and he was still late.
"Oh well the show must go on," Harriet muttered. Harm's lateness was putting a damper on her match making plans.
"What did you say?" Mac asked.
"Huh? Oh nothing," Harriet said embarrassed at her slip.
Harm raced into his apartment divesting himself of his uniform as he made his way to the shower. He was late. He had left work on schedule and was surprised and pleased that he might actually be on time for once. On the way home he had decided to pick up some flowers to give Mac. He had thought he was doing the right thing, but that right thing had cost him nearly forty-five minutes. Right after he had left the florist, an accident had occurred on the beltway causing major traffic delays.
"Now we have a very talented trio of ladies singing Shania Twains' "I'm Gonna Getcha Good."
Don't wantcha for the weekend, don't wantcha for a night
I'm only interested if I can have you for life, yeah
Uh, I know I sound serious and baby I am
You're a fine piece of real estate, and I'm gonna get me some land
Harriet scanned the crowd but still no sign of Harm. I wonder where he could be?
(I'm gonna getcha)
I'm gonna getcha while I gotcha in sight
(I'm gonna getcha)
I'm gonna getcha if it takes all night
(Yeah, you can betcha)
You can betcha by the time I say "go," you'll never say "no"
(I'm gonna getcha)
I'm gonna getcha, it's a matter of fact
(I'm gonna getcha)
I'm gonna getcha, don'tcha worry 'bout that
(Yeah, you can betcha)
You can bet your bottom dollar, in time you're gonna be mine
Just like I should - I'll getcha good
Harm had just pulled into the parking lot and could hear music blasting. He couldn't make out the song but it sounded familiar. By the time he got inside and made his way through the throngs of people to the stage the song was nearly over. He was pleasantly surprised to see Mac singing the lead vocals and he had to admit to himself she had an amazing voice.
Yeah, uh, uh
I've already planned it - here's how it's gonna be
I'm gonna love you and - you're gonna fall in love with me
Yeah, yeahOh, I'm gonna getcha, I'm gonna getcha real good
Yeah, you can betcha, oh, I'm gonna getcha
(I'm gonna getcha) just like I should, I'll getcha good
Oh, I'm gonna getcha good!
The audience erupted with loud cheers and cat calls being heard all around. Harm was hoping he'd have time to talk to Mac before the next song but she never left the stage.
"Next we have Sarah Mackenzie singing Carolyn Dawn Johnsons' Complicated."
Just before the lights were dimmed again, Harriet spotted Harm, a huge smile spread across her face.
Finally. I thought he'd never get here.
I'm so scared that the way I feel,
Is written all over my face
When you walk into the room,
I wanna find a hiding place.
Harm was mesmerized by the sound of Mac's soft angelic voice.
We used to laugh, we used to hug, the way that old friends do.
But now, a smile and a touch of your hand,
Just makes me come unglued.
Such a contradiction, do I lie or tell the truth.
Is it fact or fiction,
Oh the way I feel for you.
Harm couldn't help listen to the words of the song. It was true there had been a time when hugging Mac had been just that, hugging her. But now even that small of a gesture left him uneasy and anxious for hours making him unable to sleep.
So complicated, I'm so frustrated.
I wanna hold you close, I wanna push you away,
I wanna make you go, I wanna make you stay.
Should I say it.
Should I tell you how I feel.
Oh, I want you to know.
But then again I don't. It's so complicated.
Harm watched as Mac became totally engrossed in the music as if there was nothing or no one else around her.
Oh..just when I think I'm under control.
I think I got a grip.
Another friend tells me that, I'm always on your lips.
They say I'm more than just a friend, they say I must be blind.
Well, I admit that I've seen you watch me from the corner of your eye.
Oh, It's so confusing. I wish you'd just confess.
But think of what I'd
be losin', if your answer isn't yes.
The last line caught Harm's attention. Then it hit him. The reason why she wouldn't open up is becasue she was afraid of rejection. On the ferry in Sydney she had opened her heart and though at the time he didn't mean for it to sound like a rejection, it had. He realized what a fool he had been all this time. He had been a coward, waiting for her to make the first move. Now he saw that if he didn't do something he would be waiting forever because it was up to him to act.
As Mac finished out the song she noticed Harm in the crowd and made eye contact. She wondered how he had even known about tonight but she figured Harriet must have told him. Just as the sang the final words she saw all she ever had wanted to in Harm's eyes. Love, tenderness, devotion but she also saw fear. As she was getting off stage she saw him bolt for the door. Mac froze. Tears threatened. Just like that he had run out again. Well now she knew it was never going to happen. This was the last straw. It was now over.