She nodded. "I know..and Harm.call me whatever you'd like."
A tiny smile crept across his face. Maybe they'd be okay after all.
Mac's gaze drifted to the window. What she wouldn't give for a drink.She could almost feel the way it would burn her throat on the way down...feel the way it would make her numb.
PART 7
"Do you want to go get some clothes and stuff?" Harm asked gently. "If you don't want to go back yet, I can probably find you some."
She cut him off. "We can stop at my place."
He nodded slightly. "If you're.."
"Harm, I'm a Marine, not a baby."
"I know you are, Mac, but you've."
"Harm, I'm fine." She snapped.
He nodded again. //If you say so.// He started towards her apartment.
After a few minutes, she glanced over at him. "I'm sorry, Harm." She said very softly.
He simply nodded. "Don't worry about it." He reached over and tucked her hair behind her ear.
She offered him a very faint smile and looked back out the window.
"We're going to find out who did this to you. He won't get away with hurting you, I can promise you that."
"Don't make a promise that you can't keep." She said softly.
"I never have." He pulled in front of her building and parked. He got out and went around, opening the door for her..
She smiled faintly and shook her head before heading inside. They walked silently up and into her apartment. "I'll be just a few minutes.." She said softly before disappearing into her bedroom. She looked around at the uniform pieces haphazard thrown around and soon found it hard to breathe as images from the night before assaulted her senses.
"Mac?" Harm called gently after not hearing anything for five minutes. "You okay in there?"
She shook herself out of her thoughts and took a few breaths, pulling herself back together. She walked back into the living room. "Harm.I'll be fine here, its not as bad as I thought it would be."
"Mac."
"Really, Harm. I'll call you if I need anything." She watched the doubt in his eyes. "I promise, okay. If it gets bad, you'll be the first one I call."
"But.."
"Harm, don't argue with me. Please, I'm too tired for that."
He nodded and walked over to her slowly. "I'm just a phone call away and I'll break land speed records to get here if you need me."
Mac smiled faintly. "I have no doubt, but I'll be okay. I just need some rest." //And some vodka..//
He nodded. "Okay, you take care of yourself, Marine."
"I will, now get out of here so I can get a shower and some sleep." //And some vodka..//
"Okay okay, I'm going." He laughed softly. "Night, ninja-girl." He leaned down and kissed her forehead.
"Night, Flyboy." She walked him to the door.
"Mac, I.."
"Harm, I'll call if I need you..now get out of here." She laughed softly.
He nodded and walked away slowly, hearing the dead bolt going into place. "Don't worry, I'll find however it was.and they'll pay." He mumbled to himself.
Mac went to the window and watched as he drove away before dropping the façade. She grabbed her keys and headed to the ABC store down the road. //I just don't want to feel anymore. I don't want to see him and what he did when I close my eyes. I just want to be numb, totally and completely numb. There's nothing wrong with a few drinks, right?// She thought as she stood at the entrance to the store. She took a deep breathe and went inside. //How can I ever trust him again? When I look at him, I'll remember that night.// Her hands shook slightly as she picked up several bottles. She could see the look of disappointment in his eyes when she drank after Dalton's death. //He just.he can never know. He has to think that I'm okay.// She closed her eyes slowly. //I just need a few drinks.if I have that then I'll be fine..and I'll be able to stop at any time.//
Again, Mac deadbolted the door and made her way to the kitchen, putting away all the bottles, but one. She carried the bottle of vodka through her bedroom to the bathroom and turned on the shower, the feeling of filth becoming stronger everytime she thought about the night before. She sat down on the floor of her shower, letting the water beat down on her still tender skin. Tears began to stream down her cheeks as opened the bottle and took a gulp, feeling the familiar burn as the alcohol made its way down her throat.
MEANWHILE Harm's Apartment
Harm sighed and walked into his loft. He picked up a photo of him and Mac and sank down onto the couch. He traced her features with his fingertips. "Please don't shut me out, Ninja-Girl..please." He closed his eyes. "Who would do this to you?" He kept picturing the fear in her eyes.the hurt and pain. //I can't believe she thought I'd hurt her.I'd NEVER hurt her. She has to know that.// He sighed and rested his head on the back of the couch. "Call me, let me help you get through this." He almost jumped out of his skin when his phone began to ring.
TBC
A tiny smile crept across his face. Maybe they'd be okay after all.
Mac's gaze drifted to the window. What she wouldn't give for a drink.She could almost feel the way it would burn her throat on the way down...feel the way it would make her numb.
PART 7
"Do you want to go get some clothes and stuff?" Harm asked gently. "If you don't want to go back yet, I can probably find you some."
She cut him off. "We can stop at my place."
He nodded slightly. "If you're.."
"Harm, I'm a Marine, not a baby."
"I know you are, Mac, but you've."
"Harm, I'm fine." She snapped.
He nodded again. //If you say so.// He started towards her apartment.
After a few minutes, she glanced over at him. "I'm sorry, Harm." She said very softly.
He simply nodded. "Don't worry about it." He reached over and tucked her hair behind her ear.
She offered him a very faint smile and looked back out the window.
"We're going to find out who did this to you. He won't get away with hurting you, I can promise you that."
"Don't make a promise that you can't keep." She said softly.
"I never have." He pulled in front of her building and parked. He got out and went around, opening the door for her..
She smiled faintly and shook her head before heading inside. They walked silently up and into her apartment. "I'll be just a few minutes.." She said softly before disappearing into her bedroom. She looked around at the uniform pieces haphazard thrown around and soon found it hard to breathe as images from the night before assaulted her senses.
"Mac?" Harm called gently after not hearing anything for five minutes. "You okay in there?"
She shook herself out of her thoughts and took a few breaths, pulling herself back together. She walked back into the living room. "Harm.I'll be fine here, its not as bad as I thought it would be."
"Mac."
"Really, Harm. I'll call you if I need anything." She watched the doubt in his eyes. "I promise, okay. If it gets bad, you'll be the first one I call."
"But.."
"Harm, don't argue with me. Please, I'm too tired for that."
He nodded and walked over to her slowly. "I'm just a phone call away and I'll break land speed records to get here if you need me."
Mac smiled faintly. "I have no doubt, but I'll be okay. I just need some rest." //And some vodka..//
He nodded. "Okay, you take care of yourself, Marine."
"I will, now get out of here so I can get a shower and some sleep." //And some vodka..//
"Okay okay, I'm going." He laughed softly. "Night, ninja-girl." He leaned down and kissed her forehead.
"Night, Flyboy." She walked him to the door.
"Mac, I.."
"Harm, I'll call if I need you..now get out of here." She laughed softly.
He nodded and walked away slowly, hearing the dead bolt going into place. "Don't worry, I'll find however it was.and they'll pay." He mumbled to himself.
Mac went to the window and watched as he drove away before dropping the façade. She grabbed her keys and headed to the ABC store down the road. //I just don't want to feel anymore. I don't want to see him and what he did when I close my eyes. I just want to be numb, totally and completely numb. There's nothing wrong with a few drinks, right?// She thought as she stood at the entrance to the store. She took a deep breathe and went inside. //How can I ever trust him again? When I look at him, I'll remember that night.// Her hands shook slightly as she picked up several bottles. She could see the look of disappointment in his eyes when she drank after Dalton's death. //He just.he can never know. He has to think that I'm okay.// She closed her eyes slowly. //I just need a few drinks.if I have that then I'll be fine..and I'll be able to stop at any time.//
Again, Mac deadbolted the door and made her way to the kitchen, putting away all the bottles, but one. She carried the bottle of vodka through her bedroom to the bathroom and turned on the shower, the feeling of filth becoming stronger everytime she thought about the night before. She sat down on the floor of her shower, letting the water beat down on her still tender skin. Tears began to stream down her cheeks as opened the bottle and took a gulp, feeling the familiar burn as the alcohol made its way down her throat.
MEANWHILE Harm's Apartment
Harm sighed and walked into his loft. He picked up a photo of him and Mac and sank down onto the couch. He traced her features with his fingertips. "Please don't shut me out, Ninja-Girl..please." He closed his eyes. "Who would do this to you?" He kept picturing the fear in her eyes.the hurt and pain. //I can't believe she thought I'd hurt her.I'd NEVER hurt her. She has to know that.// He sighed and rested his head on the back of the couch. "Call me, let me help you get through this." He almost jumped out of his skin when his phone began to ring.
TBC