Spring Fever
Chapter 8
A/N: Same as always in the disclaimer and spoiler world. Thanks to all those who reviewed, I have a sad addiction to reviews. Thanks to Karina for all her support and ideas with this story, I have to say, chatting' with you on IM is a trip. (LOL) Well, I know this is short, and I apologize, but I am struggling right now with plot development, and am in need of a sledge hammer for the writer's block. Well, I just let you all get to the story.
Harm slowly crossed the room over to a just awoken Mac. He sat silently on the bed and just let her hold him. Silent tears fell as Mac stroked his hair. She was very upset with his leaving, but there was something more, something he wasn't telling her. Mac felt she needed to be there for him, he would tell her in due time. Right now, he needed her just to be there, to know she loved him. She could deal with his leaving later, right now, she didn't think he could handle anymore confrontation, especially from her; it would drive him further into a shell. She needed him to be with her, she needed Harm and his love. Mac was sure they could work through everything in time. Time, something they already spent too much off, but something they desperately needed.
"Mac. I am so sorry, for leaving, I just. I just needed to." Harm tried to explain.
"Harm, it's ok, you can explain later, you're here now." Mac put on a façade, Harm knew it too, he was just grateful for her understanding, and he knew she was hurting, but what surprised him, was her ability to put his pain before her own.
"No.Sarah. I need to do this. I need you to know, what was going on in my mind, to know that I just, wouldn't leave you. You need to know, you have the right to know." Harm gulped before he began. "Mac. Sarah, I love you so much. Well, when I saw you against that table, it was like seeing Diane in the body bag. I was reliving the pain, except this time it was worse, you mean far more to me than Diane. My God Sarah, I don't think I would be able to live if I lost you. I know what I did was wrong, and you were hurting. I should have been there for you, but it too much seeing you, like, and feeling like, feeling like I would never be able to hold you in my arms again." Harm was barley audible by the last world.
"Harm, we can work what ever, trust me, I think the past seven years have proven as much. I understand now, even though I needed you with me, but you're here now."
It was the first time; he had truly admitted fear to her. They sat in silence holding each other. After a couple of hours of quiet cuddling, the couple came to a consensus. They would catch the next flight to Washington, and spend the remainder of their vacation with each other in their homes. All of a sudden Harm got and went to his suitcase. Mac was very confused, spontaneity was not like Harm. Harm came over he was holding a small box. He silently gave it to Mac. When she opened it she gasped.
"Remember that surprise I was telling you about, well I thought now was as good of a time as any." Harm said smiling.
'Harm, I can't, I can't take these... they are your wings."
"Yes, and I want you to have them. Remember on the carrier, when you asked me if flying was the most important thing to me, and I said, what if it was? Well, I want you to have my wings because you are the most important thing in my life. Now, how about we get packed and go home." Harm smiled, he felt like he had just made a perfect trap on a carrier landing, nothing could diminish this elated feeling.
Chapter 8
A/N: Same as always in the disclaimer and spoiler world. Thanks to all those who reviewed, I have a sad addiction to reviews. Thanks to Karina for all her support and ideas with this story, I have to say, chatting' with you on IM is a trip. (LOL) Well, I know this is short, and I apologize, but I am struggling right now with plot development, and am in need of a sledge hammer for the writer's block. Well, I just let you all get to the story.
Harm slowly crossed the room over to a just awoken Mac. He sat silently on the bed and just let her hold him. Silent tears fell as Mac stroked his hair. She was very upset with his leaving, but there was something more, something he wasn't telling her. Mac felt she needed to be there for him, he would tell her in due time. Right now, he needed her just to be there, to know she loved him. She could deal with his leaving later, right now, she didn't think he could handle anymore confrontation, especially from her; it would drive him further into a shell. She needed him to be with her, she needed Harm and his love. Mac was sure they could work through everything in time. Time, something they already spent too much off, but something they desperately needed.
"Mac. I am so sorry, for leaving, I just. I just needed to." Harm tried to explain.
"Harm, it's ok, you can explain later, you're here now." Mac put on a façade, Harm knew it too, he was just grateful for her understanding, and he knew she was hurting, but what surprised him, was her ability to put his pain before her own.
"No.Sarah. I need to do this. I need you to know, what was going on in my mind, to know that I just, wouldn't leave you. You need to know, you have the right to know." Harm gulped before he began. "Mac. Sarah, I love you so much. Well, when I saw you against that table, it was like seeing Diane in the body bag. I was reliving the pain, except this time it was worse, you mean far more to me than Diane. My God Sarah, I don't think I would be able to live if I lost you. I know what I did was wrong, and you were hurting. I should have been there for you, but it too much seeing you, like, and feeling like, feeling like I would never be able to hold you in my arms again." Harm was barley audible by the last world.
"Harm, we can work what ever, trust me, I think the past seven years have proven as much. I understand now, even though I needed you with me, but you're here now."
It was the first time; he had truly admitted fear to her. They sat in silence holding each other. After a couple of hours of quiet cuddling, the couple came to a consensus. They would catch the next flight to Washington, and spend the remainder of their vacation with each other in their homes. All of a sudden Harm got and went to his suitcase. Mac was very confused, spontaneity was not like Harm. Harm came over he was holding a small box. He silently gave it to Mac. When she opened it she gasped.
"Remember that surprise I was telling you about, well I thought now was as good of a time as any." Harm said smiling.
'Harm, I can't, I can't take these... they are your wings."
"Yes, and I want you to have them. Remember on the carrier, when you asked me if flying was the most important thing to me, and I said, what if it was? Well, I want you to have my wings because you are the most important thing in my life. Now, how about we get packed and go home." Harm smiled, he felt like he had just made a perfect trap on a carrier landing, nothing could diminish this elated feeling.
