COME HITHER
Chapter Three

**Disclaimer in Chapter One**

A/N: Please, please review!! Thanks, Nessie

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At about 2200 Harm realised that he had not seen or spoken to Mac in over an hour. He looked around while talking to Gunny, 'I can't see Mac anywhere. I wonder where she has got to - probably the head. Oh well I'll catch up with her later,' and then he went back to chatting with his colleague.

Throughout the evening, Mac's headache faded, and as Mac took a deep breath, realising the headache was totally gone, but in its place came a sense of euphoria. She started to think about what she wanted out of life, and it became clear to her what she wanted, actually more like who she wanted; Harm. She caught a whiff of cologne that reminded her of Harm. A smile came to her lips as she remembered many other times when the smell of Harm's cologne almost undid her resolve.

She began looking for him, becoming a little irritated when she couldn't find him. 'Where is he? I need to talk to him NOW!'

She noticed Harriet talking to Bud and Sturgis, and made her way over to them. "Hey guys. Have you seen Harm? I really need to talk to him!" While she was asking this -- she looked around apprehensively, never really looking at any of them, and not standing still either.

Sturgis raised his eyebrow, and looked at Harriet. Harriet just shrugged and looked back and forth between Mac and Sturgis ... then caught Sturgis' gaze and mouthed "What's up with her?"

Sturgis replied softly "God knows! She's not drunk, is she?"

Harriet quickly glanced inquisitively at Mac and asked "Have you had anything to drink, Ma'am?"

Mac stopped her jiggling for a second to respond, "No, I haven't, Harriet. I just really, really need to find Harm." The nervous jiggling then continued.

Meanwhile Bud was oblivious, as only Bud could be. Not having a clue as to why it would be unusual for Mac to be asking for Harm in such a manner as she was, he said "I think the Commander is over there somewhere, Colonel," pointing in the direction of the dance floor.

"Thanks, Bud," she murmured, already heading in that direction, not waiting for his reply.

Harriet and Sturgis just stared at Bud, and Bud was dumbfounded as to why they were looking at him like that.

"What?" Bud asked absolutely clueless, and Harriet just shook her head. Sturgis was the next one to speak up, "Should we follow?"

"Absolutely, sir!" Harriet said vehemently, already starting to follow Mac.

They stopped when they were just on the edge of the dance floor, but they still had a good advantage point. They watched and waited.

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Mac spotted Harm in the dense crowd, talking to a co-worker. Slowly she made her way through the crowd towards him, stopping when she had made up half the distance, so that she was just out of his peripheral vision, and close to 10 metres from him. This way she could catch his eye, but not be too close that he would immediately see her.

After having Mac stare at Harm for five minutes and two seconds, he began to feel uncomfortable, like someone was watching him, and someone was indeed. He turned slightly, trying to find whoever it was in the growing crowd, and in so doing this, fell silent, and his companion, realising that his attention was elsewhere, wandered off to find someone else to talk to.

Just as he was about to give up, their gazes locked, and his eyes silently questioned her behaviour.

She just looked at him with an expression that could only be described as pure endearment, but also had an underlying sauciness.

She beckoned him with the come-hither action. He looked around, thinking that she was beckoning someone else. He looked back at her, his eyes silently asking what his voice could not. 'Me?' he mouthed questionably with his index finger pointing to his chest.

Harriet exchanged glances with Sturgis, and whispered, "What on earth is she doing?"

Sturgis just shook his head, and shrugged his shoulders, never taking his eyes off the two.

Mac nodded and then repeated the come-hither beckoning action, smiling charmingly. He again looked around, but seeing that noone else near him was facing the same direction, he started to amble slowly towards her. When he had covered the distance, he stopped within arms distance; not too far away, yet not too close either.

For a good minute neither said anything, and just as Harm was about to ask what she wanted -- she smiled wickedly, and covered the distance, leaned up, as though to kiss him, but when her lips were a hairs-breath away from his, she diverted her course, and whispered seductively in his ear, lips almost touching his ear, and her warm breath giving him chills, all the while not touching him, but only just ...

"Take me home. I want you."

Harm looked like a deer caught in headlights, with his eyes nearly bulging out of his head, and he visibly gulped.

From the sidelines, Harriet and Sturgis were using all their will power to not burst out laughing. Giggling Harriet said "I wonder what she said to him to make him have that kind of reaction?"

Sturgis calmly replied, "I think I have a pretty good idea, Lt." before chuckling at the expression that Harm bestowed.

Mac drew back slightly, with a pout on her face, "Don't you want me?" she said softly, staring at him with those beautiful brown eyes.

Harm gulped again, and croakily said, "Of course I want you, who wouldn't?"

Mac smiled up at him devilishly, licked her lips and whispered huskily "Then show me."

It was like they were the only two people in the whole bar. Their attention was on each other and only them.

TBC...