Chapter 4
"Hey Harm-I was wondering if we could go out to lunch together.." Mac trails off when she sees my expression. I want more than anything in the world to go out to lunch with her, and beg her not to marry Brumby, but that wouldn't be right. Instead I say,
"Sorry Mac, as I'm sure you can see, I'm rather bogged down in work."
"You look like you need a break. Come on, we won't be long."
"Really Mac, this report is supposed to be on the Admiral's desk yesterday. If I don't finish it soon he'll skin me alive."
"Harm, you turned in the report on the Lawson case yesterday-on time for once. You really don't have any work that needs immediate attention. Stop making excuses squid, let's go."
I wince at the use of "squid" it's been so long since she called me that. It's not that I don't like it, it's just another reminder that she won't be able to call me that much longer. "Mac-" I begin.
"Come on Harm, whatever's eating you, spill it."
"Nothing's wrong with me." I lie, "now go have lunch with your fiancée."
"Harm, stop lying to me-"
"I'm not lying!" I shout, standing up so quickly I send the chair flying against the wall before it crashes to the ground. Mac gasps, and takes an involuntary step backwards. She starts to cry silently, I reach out my hand to wipe away her tears, but snatch it back as if burned by the sight of the ring on her left hand. I keep forgetting I can't do that anymore, I can't comfort her. I lost that right nine months ago on a ferry.
"Harm-I wish I could help you, tell me what's wrong.is there anything I can do?"
I want to scream "YES!" But it's too late for that. "Just go Sarah, there's nothing you can do for me now. It's too late." She shakes her head and walks out the door, she murmurs something that I cannot make out.
I force myself to watch as she walks across the bullpen and into the waiting arms of her fiancée. He says something to her and she shakes her head violently. They walk out. It's too late now, too late to regain the other half of my soul, the other half of Me...
Author: Like it? I don't normally like writing Angst, but my opinion is there is no good romance without it. Should I write a sequel? Only if I get enough reviews people!
"Hey Harm-I was wondering if we could go out to lunch together.." Mac trails off when she sees my expression. I want more than anything in the world to go out to lunch with her, and beg her not to marry Brumby, but that wouldn't be right. Instead I say,
"Sorry Mac, as I'm sure you can see, I'm rather bogged down in work."
"You look like you need a break. Come on, we won't be long."
"Really Mac, this report is supposed to be on the Admiral's desk yesterday. If I don't finish it soon he'll skin me alive."
"Harm, you turned in the report on the Lawson case yesterday-on time for once. You really don't have any work that needs immediate attention. Stop making excuses squid, let's go."
I wince at the use of "squid" it's been so long since she called me that. It's not that I don't like it, it's just another reminder that she won't be able to call me that much longer. "Mac-" I begin.
"Come on Harm, whatever's eating you, spill it."
"Nothing's wrong with me." I lie, "now go have lunch with your fiancée."
"Harm, stop lying to me-"
"I'm not lying!" I shout, standing up so quickly I send the chair flying against the wall before it crashes to the ground. Mac gasps, and takes an involuntary step backwards. She starts to cry silently, I reach out my hand to wipe away her tears, but snatch it back as if burned by the sight of the ring on her left hand. I keep forgetting I can't do that anymore, I can't comfort her. I lost that right nine months ago on a ferry.
"Harm-I wish I could help you, tell me what's wrong.is there anything I can do?"
I want to scream "YES!" But it's too late for that. "Just go Sarah, there's nothing you can do for me now. It's too late." She shakes her head and walks out the door, she murmurs something that I cannot make out.
I force myself to watch as she walks across the bullpen and into the waiting arms of her fiancée. He says something to her and she shakes her head violently. They walk out. It's too late now, too late to regain the other half of my soul, the other half of Me...
Author: Like it? I don't normally like writing Angst, but my opinion is there is no good romance without it. Should I write a sequel? Only if I get enough reviews people!