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Summary: Harm becomes very sick, but when the Hospital has no rooms for him, Mac is appointed to take care of him.
The sun soaked through the blinds and over the closed eyes of Mac. The redness and heat filled the black void, which covered her vision just a moment before. She opened her eyes hesitantly, and let them adjust to her surroundings. She wasn't at home and this wasn't her bed. Suddenly the previous days events came flooding back to her. Tears again stung her eyes as she recalled how terrifying Harms hallucinations had been for both of them. She stood up slowly and stretched her tired muscles and padded through the open area into Harms bedroom. She looked over his sleeping form. He looked so peaceful. Not at all like he had last night while trying to fend off the shadowed enemy.
She walked to his side; he was still in a deep sleep. She sat down on the bed beside him and rubbed her hand over his forehead. His intense blue eyes fluttered open and he looked at her.
"Good morning sleeping beauty," She joked. He laughed half-heartedly at her attempt.
"Hey," He said, his voice wasn't much more than a whisper.
"How are you feeling?" She asked.
"I don't feel much, everything is numb," He said. Macs forehead creased.
"Can you feel anything?" She asked.
"I can feel your hand on my face," He said. She smiled lightly, and moved her hand to his stomach.
"Can you still feel it?" She asked.
"A little, not really," He said. Mac was worried about this new development in his illness. She remembered being a child when she became ill with pneumonia, but didn't remember not being able to feel anything.
"That's strange," She said.
"What happened last night Mac?" He asked.
"Well, you saw some things that weren't there. You had me worried, flyboy," She said. She again rubbed from his forehead to his cheek, and let her hand rest there.
"I'm sorry," He said, a frown playing on his lips.
"Don't be, I think you were pretty scared too," She said.
"Thanks for being here Mac, it means a lot to me," Harm said. Mac smiled.
"Yeah, well I expect you to do the same for me if I catch it," She said with a smirk.
'Definitely, anything for my Marine," He said with a smile. Mac laughed lightly.
"You up for a shower flyboy, you're beginning to stink," She said. He laughed.
"Yeah," He agreed. He attempted to sit up but fell back down almost immediately.
"Here," She said. She tucked her arm under his and around his back and helped him up.
"My legs feel like a blob of Jell-O," He said.
"How poetic, come on flyboy, let's get you cleaned up," She said. With him leaning most of his weight on her the two stumbled into the bathroom.
"Do you think you can do this part on your own?" She asked quizzically.
"I doubt it," He said. Mac turned on the tap and put the plug in the bathtub.
"It may be easier to just take a bath," She said. She went over to him and helped him take off his tank top, which clung to his body from his sweat.
"You don't have to be here Mac," He said.
"Do you think you can bathe by yourself squid?" She asked.
"No, I mean here, I don't want you to waist all of your time making sure I'm all right," Mac sat down in front of him on the floor.
"Listen up flyboy, because I'm only going to say this once. I volunteered to be here, you are not a waist of my time. I want you to be healthy again, and I am going to do everything I can to make that happen, understood?" She asked. Harm smiled.
"Yes ma'am," He said. Suddenly he began throwing up. Mac positioned him over the toilet and rubbed his back to calm him. When he finished he looked at her.
"I wish you didn't have to see me like this," He said, weakly. Mac just looked at him.
"I must look like hell, all you're supposed to see is the pretty picture that walks into JAG every morning," He said. He smiled lightly.
"Yeah, well everyone has there ugly days, come on flyboy, lets de-stikify you," She said. He laughed lightly. She helped him remove his boxers and get into the tub.
"Good view?" He joked half-heartedly.
"I must admit this is not the situation I had pictured when I fist got to see you naked," She said with a smile.
"You've pictured me naked?" He asked, cockily. She rolled eyes.
"Every woman at JAG has, at least once. Probably most of the men too," She said with a smile. That earned a grimace form Harm.
"If it helps you, I can put in some bubble bath so you can cover up all of those parts you don't want me to see," Mac joked.
"I never said I didn't WANT you to see them, I just didn't expect this to be the way your first time seeing them would go," He said. Mac just glared at him. She stood up and kissed the top of his head. "Clean yourself NAVY, call me if you need a hand," She said. She then left the room, and a very shocked looking sick flyboy.
While Harm was in the bath Mac changed his soaked bed sheets and made some breakfast for the two of them. She took out a pair of boxers and a NAVY tank top and brought them into the bathroom for him to change into when he was finished.
"Hey flyboy, you almost done?" She asked. Hearing no response she looked at him. He was sound asleep in the tub. She sighed and laughed lightly. She walked over to his side and shook him lightly; he awoke and looked at her lazily.
"Come on, let's get you back to bed before you drown," She said. She helped him out and dried him off before taking him back to his bedroom. Realizing it would be a vain effort to dress him in this state, she just laid him down and covered up the tired squid.
"I'll give you something to eat when you wake up," She said. She was just about to leave the room when Harm called her name.
"Yeah?" She asked.
"I love you," He said, his voice was hoarse, but his words were strong.
"Oh, Harm, you're sick, it's probably just playing around with your judgement-" She began, but Harm cut her off.
"Sarah Elizabeth Anne Mackenzie, I am in love with you. This isn't the pneumonia talking, this is me," He said. He face was completely straight. Macs façade, which she had perfected, crumpled with that one sentence. Hot tears stung her eyes but she forced them back.
"I love you too, Harmon Robert Michael Rabb," She said. He smiled lightly.
"I'd uh, I'd kiss you, but I could be contagious," He said.
"I don't care," She said, she leaned down and kissed him with 7 years worth of passion. She knew this was right.
He responded to the kiss as well as he could. He brought his arms, which felt like led up and wrapped them around her, pulling her even closer. They were pulled out of the kiss by a light rapping on the door.
"I should get that," Mac said, softly.
"Yeah," He agreed hesitantly. Mac smiled reassuringly to him and got up to answer the door.
"Bud, Harriet, what are you doing here?" Mac asked when she opened the door to the Roberts (also Simms, but you know.).
"Well, we thought we would bring some soup over for the Commander, how is he doing?" Bud asked, worriedly. Mac smiled shyly.
"I, uh, I think he's going to be all right," Mac said with a smile. Suddenly they heard Harm's voice come from his bedroom.
"I'm going to be fine now, Sarah Mackenzie is in love with me," He said. Bud and Harriet both laughed out loud, as did Harm and Mac.
"If you're well enough to yell, why don't you come out here?" Harriet asked with a laugh.
"I would, but Mac didn't dress me when we were finished," He said, obviously trying to embarrass Mac by making it an obvious innuendo.
"Ma'am?" Bud asked.
"I'll be right back, you to come in," She said. She ran into Harms bedroom.
"What are you doing?" She asked. She couldn't hide the smile that was creeping out.
"Sorry, that was too good an opportunity to resist," He said.
"Are you feeling up to coming out and greeting your visitors?" Mac asked, hopefully.
"But you're not dressed?" Mac said incredulously.
"Whose fault is that?" He asked.
"Here," She said. She grabbed his cloths that she had taken out before and helps him dress. His body was still limp.
"You two can come in and see him now," Mac call to them. Bud and Harriet entered the room smiling broadly.
"So, did you say something about Sarah Mackenzie loving you?" Harriet asked.
"I did," Harm answered with a smile.
"Care to explain Commander?" Bud asked.
"Harm told me he was in love with me, so I responded by saying the same," Mac answered quickly.
"Then there was the kiss. Don't forget the kiss, Sarah," He said, his voice was still very hoarse.
"How could I forget the kiss?" Mac asked. Now it was Harm's turn to blush. Harriet was practically bursting with excitement over by the door.
"Well, we don't want to intrude, besides we should be getting to work, well see you later Colonel, Commander," Bud said. He took Harriet by the shoulders and led her out of the room.
"You are a bad man Rabb," Mac joked.
"A bad man you love," He said matter-of-factly.
"Yes, but a bad man that may have to wait several more weeks before he gets a chance to see ME naked," Mac said with a smirk. An incredulous look formed on Harms face.
"Take a nap Commander," She said. She then traipsed out of the bedroom leaving a very shell-shocked Squid.
Summary: Harm becomes very sick, but when the Hospital has no rooms for him, Mac is appointed to take care of him.
The sun soaked through the blinds and over the closed eyes of Mac. The redness and heat filled the black void, which covered her vision just a moment before. She opened her eyes hesitantly, and let them adjust to her surroundings. She wasn't at home and this wasn't her bed. Suddenly the previous days events came flooding back to her. Tears again stung her eyes as she recalled how terrifying Harms hallucinations had been for both of them. She stood up slowly and stretched her tired muscles and padded through the open area into Harms bedroom. She looked over his sleeping form. He looked so peaceful. Not at all like he had last night while trying to fend off the shadowed enemy.
She walked to his side; he was still in a deep sleep. She sat down on the bed beside him and rubbed her hand over his forehead. His intense blue eyes fluttered open and he looked at her.
"Good morning sleeping beauty," She joked. He laughed half-heartedly at her attempt.
"Hey," He said, his voice wasn't much more than a whisper.
"How are you feeling?" She asked.
"I don't feel much, everything is numb," He said. Macs forehead creased.
"Can you feel anything?" She asked.
"I can feel your hand on my face," He said. She smiled lightly, and moved her hand to his stomach.
"Can you still feel it?" She asked.
"A little, not really," He said. Mac was worried about this new development in his illness. She remembered being a child when she became ill with pneumonia, but didn't remember not being able to feel anything.
"That's strange," She said.
"What happened last night Mac?" He asked.
"Well, you saw some things that weren't there. You had me worried, flyboy," She said. She again rubbed from his forehead to his cheek, and let her hand rest there.
"I'm sorry," He said, a frown playing on his lips.
"Don't be, I think you were pretty scared too," She said.
"Thanks for being here Mac, it means a lot to me," Harm said. Mac smiled.
"Yeah, well I expect you to do the same for me if I catch it," She said with a smirk.
'Definitely, anything for my Marine," He said with a smile. Mac laughed lightly.
"You up for a shower flyboy, you're beginning to stink," She said. He laughed.
"Yeah," He agreed. He attempted to sit up but fell back down almost immediately.
"Here," She said. She tucked her arm under his and around his back and helped him up.
"My legs feel like a blob of Jell-O," He said.
"How poetic, come on flyboy, let's get you cleaned up," She said. With him leaning most of his weight on her the two stumbled into the bathroom.
"Do you think you can do this part on your own?" She asked quizzically.
"I doubt it," He said. Mac turned on the tap and put the plug in the bathtub.
"It may be easier to just take a bath," She said. She went over to him and helped him take off his tank top, which clung to his body from his sweat.
"You don't have to be here Mac," He said.
"Do you think you can bathe by yourself squid?" She asked.
"No, I mean here, I don't want you to waist all of your time making sure I'm all right," Mac sat down in front of him on the floor.
"Listen up flyboy, because I'm only going to say this once. I volunteered to be here, you are not a waist of my time. I want you to be healthy again, and I am going to do everything I can to make that happen, understood?" She asked. Harm smiled.
"Yes ma'am," He said. Suddenly he began throwing up. Mac positioned him over the toilet and rubbed his back to calm him. When he finished he looked at her.
"I wish you didn't have to see me like this," He said, weakly. Mac just looked at him.
"I must look like hell, all you're supposed to see is the pretty picture that walks into JAG every morning," He said. He smiled lightly.
"Yeah, well everyone has there ugly days, come on flyboy, lets de-stikify you," She said. He laughed lightly. She helped him remove his boxers and get into the tub.
"Good view?" He joked half-heartedly.
"I must admit this is not the situation I had pictured when I fist got to see you naked," She said with a smile.
"You've pictured me naked?" He asked, cockily. She rolled eyes.
"Every woman at JAG has, at least once. Probably most of the men too," She said with a smile. That earned a grimace form Harm.
"If it helps you, I can put in some bubble bath so you can cover up all of those parts you don't want me to see," Mac joked.
"I never said I didn't WANT you to see them, I just didn't expect this to be the way your first time seeing them would go," He said. Mac just glared at him. She stood up and kissed the top of his head. "Clean yourself NAVY, call me if you need a hand," She said. She then left the room, and a very shocked looking sick flyboy.
While Harm was in the bath Mac changed his soaked bed sheets and made some breakfast for the two of them. She took out a pair of boxers and a NAVY tank top and brought them into the bathroom for him to change into when he was finished.
"Hey flyboy, you almost done?" She asked. Hearing no response she looked at him. He was sound asleep in the tub. She sighed and laughed lightly. She walked over to his side and shook him lightly; he awoke and looked at her lazily.
"Come on, let's get you back to bed before you drown," She said. She helped him out and dried him off before taking him back to his bedroom. Realizing it would be a vain effort to dress him in this state, she just laid him down and covered up the tired squid.
"I'll give you something to eat when you wake up," She said. She was just about to leave the room when Harm called her name.
"Yeah?" She asked.
"I love you," He said, his voice was hoarse, but his words were strong.
"Oh, Harm, you're sick, it's probably just playing around with your judgement-" She began, but Harm cut her off.
"Sarah Elizabeth Anne Mackenzie, I am in love with you. This isn't the pneumonia talking, this is me," He said. He face was completely straight. Macs façade, which she had perfected, crumpled with that one sentence. Hot tears stung her eyes but she forced them back.
"I love you too, Harmon Robert Michael Rabb," She said. He smiled lightly.
"I'd uh, I'd kiss you, but I could be contagious," He said.
"I don't care," She said, she leaned down and kissed him with 7 years worth of passion. She knew this was right.
He responded to the kiss as well as he could. He brought his arms, which felt like led up and wrapped them around her, pulling her even closer. They were pulled out of the kiss by a light rapping on the door.
"I should get that," Mac said, softly.
"Yeah," He agreed hesitantly. Mac smiled reassuringly to him and got up to answer the door.
"Bud, Harriet, what are you doing here?" Mac asked when she opened the door to the Roberts (also Simms, but you know.).
"Well, we thought we would bring some soup over for the Commander, how is he doing?" Bud asked, worriedly. Mac smiled shyly.
"I, uh, I think he's going to be all right," Mac said with a smile. Suddenly they heard Harm's voice come from his bedroom.
"I'm going to be fine now, Sarah Mackenzie is in love with me," He said. Bud and Harriet both laughed out loud, as did Harm and Mac.
"If you're well enough to yell, why don't you come out here?" Harriet asked with a laugh.
"I would, but Mac didn't dress me when we were finished," He said, obviously trying to embarrass Mac by making it an obvious innuendo.
"Ma'am?" Bud asked.
"I'll be right back, you to come in," She said. She ran into Harms bedroom.
"What are you doing?" She asked. She couldn't hide the smile that was creeping out.
"Sorry, that was too good an opportunity to resist," He said.
"Are you feeling up to coming out and greeting your visitors?" Mac asked, hopefully.
"But you're not dressed?" Mac said incredulously.
"Whose fault is that?" He asked.
"Here," She said. She grabbed his cloths that she had taken out before and helps him dress. His body was still limp.
"You two can come in and see him now," Mac call to them. Bud and Harriet entered the room smiling broadly.
"So, did you say something about Sarah Mackenzie loving you?" Harriet asked.
"I did," Harm answered with a smile.
"Care to explain Commander?" Bud asked.
"Harm told me he was in love with me, so I responded by saying the same," Mac answered quickly.
"Then there was the kiss. Don't forget the kiss, Sarah," He said, his voice was still very hoarse.
"How could I forget the kiss?" Mac asked. Now it was Harm's turn to blush. Harriet was practically bursting with excitement over by the door.
"Well, we don't want to intrude, besides we should be getting to work, well see you later Colonel, Commander," Bud said. He took Harriet by the shoulders and led her out of the room.
"You are a bad man Rabb," Mac joked.
"A bad man you love," He said matter-of-factly.
"Yes, but a bad man that may have to wait several more weeks before he gets a chance to see ME naked," Mac said with a smirk. An incredulous look formed on Harms face.
"Take a nap Commander," She said. She then traipsed out of the bedroom leaving a very shell-shocked Squid.