Part 16
Harm groaned softly and sat up slowly, rubbing his back. He stood. "You okay?" He asked gently.
"Stay the hell away from me." She hissed, backing away from him and off the other side of the bed.
"Mac? What's going on?" He cautiously moved around the end of the bed and began to go to her.
"Stay back!"
"Mac, it's me. I'm not going to hurt you. I'd never hurt you." He saw recognition slowly appear in her eyes as the flashbacks slipped away.
"Harm?" She hated herself for how small and scared her voice sounded.
He nodded. "Yeah, its me." He saw her shoulders and facial features relax. "Bad dreams?"
"Yes." She said softly and moved towards him. "Did I hurt you?"
"I'll live." He smiled faintly.
"I'm sorry, Harm."
"Hey, you have nothing to apologize for. You've done nothing wrong. You made a mistake by turning to alcohol to deal with it, but that's a mistake that I'm here to help you fix. Okay?"
"Thank you, Harm."
"You'd do the same for me in a heartbeat."
A faint smile crept across her face. "Yeah, I would."
"Well, of course." Harm grinned.
"Harm, I said that I would." Mac snapped. "And wipe that damn grin off your face, it's infuriating."
Harm's eyes widened, his smile disappearing quickly. "What?"
"What? Are you deaf all the sudden?" Her eyes bore into him.
"Power down, Marine."
"Don't tell me what to do!"
Harm opened his mouth to speak, but then just shook his head and retreated to the kitchen to make himself a sandwich. He sighed softly and took a few calming breaths.
"Harm?" Her soft voice came from right behind him. "I'm sorry. I really don't know where that came from. Forgive me?"
He could hear the smile in her voice and turned around to face her. "Of course." //Okay.so she was pissed and now she's happy?//
"Is there anything sweet around?"
"You mean besides you?" There was the flyboy grin.
Mac playfully rolled her eyes. "Harm, I'm nauseas enough as it is."
He chuckled. "Sorry, shutting my mouth." He got her some homemade candy. "Here you go."
Mac pushed herself up onto the counter and began to eat the candy, trying to control her shaking hands.
"How are you feeling?" He asked, tucking her hair behind her ear.
"My head is pulsing and I'm exhausted but I can't sleep well." She continued to eat the candy, her hands slowly beginning to still.
"You look pale."
"Gee, thanks." Mac laughed softly. "You look great too."
He smiled and shook his head, gently touching her cheek. "Mac, you're hot."
"Wow. Nice recovery, Flyboy." Mac smiled.
"What? Oh!" He chuckled. "Well, you are, but that isn't what I meant. I meant you're burning up." He pressed his lips gently to her forehead. "You have a fever, Mac. Go lay down."
"I'm." She was cut of by his fingertips against her lips.
"Go."
She nodded slightly and slid off the counter, stopping for a moment when she became light-headed.
"Are you alright?"
"Yeah, I just stood too quickly." She walked slowly to the bed and crawled under the covers.
Harm got a washcloth, wet it, got a couple Tylenol and a bottle of water and took it to her. "Take these." When she did, he placed the washcloth over her forehead. "Get some rest. I'll be here, so no one is going to hurt you." He watched as her eyelids grew heavier as did her breathing. Once he knew she was asleep, he pulled the covers up, tucking her in carefully. "Sleep well, Sarah." He whispered and kissed her lips lightly before taking a seat in the chair to keep watch over her.
Harm groaned softly and sat up slowly, rubbing his back. He stood. "You okay?" He asked gently.
"Stay the hell away from me." She hissed, backing away from him and off the other side of the bed.
"Mac? What's going on?" He cautiously moved around the end of the bed and began to go to her.
"Stay back!"
"Mac, it's me. I'm not going to hurt you. I'd never hurt you." He saw recognition slowly appear in her eyes as the flashbacks slipped away.
"Harm?" She hated herself for how small and scared her voice sounded.
He nodded. "Yeah, its me." He saw her shoulders and facial features relax. "Bad dreams?"
"Yes." She said softly and moved towards him. "Did I hurt you?"
"I'll live." He smiled faintly.
"I'm sorry, Harm."
"Hey, you have nothing to apologize for. You've done nothing wrong. You made a mistake by turning to alcohol to deal with it, but that's a mistake that I'm here to help you fix. Okay?"
"Thank you, Harm."
"You'd do the same for me in a heartbeat."
A faint smile crept across her face. "Yeah, I would."
"Well, of course." Harm grinned.
"Harm, I said that I would." Mac snapped. "And wipe that damn grin off your face, it's infuriating."
Harm's eyes widened, his smile disappearing quickly. "What?"
"What? Are you deaf all the sudden?" Her eyes bore into him.
"Power down, Marine."
"Don't tell me what to do!"
Harm opened his mouth to speak, but then just shook his head and retreated to the kitchen to make himself a sandwich. He sighed softly and took a few calming breaths.
"Harm?" Her soft voice came from right behind him. "I'm sorry. I really don't know where that came from. Forgive me?"
He could hear the smile in her voice and turned around to face her. "Of course." //Okay.so she was pissed and now she's happy?//
"Is there anything sweet around?"
"You mean besides you?" There was the flyboy grin.
Mac playfully rolled her eyes. "Harm, I'm nauseas enough as it is."
He chuckled. "Sorry, shutting my mouth." He got her some homemade candy. "Here you go."
Mac pushed herself up onto the counter and began to eat the candy, trying to control her shaking hands.
"How are you feeling?" He asked, tucking her hair behind her ear.
"My head is pulsing and I'm exhausted but I can't sleep well." She continued to eat the candy, her hands slowly beginning to still.
"You look pale."
"Gee, thanks." Mac laughed softly. "You look great too."
He smiled and shook his head, gently touching her cheek. "Mac, you're hot."
"Wow. Nice recovery, Flyboy." Mac smiled.
"What? Oh!" He chuckled. "Well, you are, but that isn't what I meant. I meant you're burning up." He pressed his lips gently to her forehead. "You have a fever, Mac. Go lay down."
"I'm." She was cut of by his fingertips against her lips.
"Go."
She nodded slightly and slid off the counter, stopping for a moment when she became light-headed.
"Are you alright?"
"Yeah, I just stood too quickly." She walked slowly to the bed and crawled under the covers.
Harm got a washcloth, wet it, got a couple Tylenol and a bottle of water and took it to her. "Take these." When she did, he placed the washcloth over her forehead. "Get some rest. I'll be here, so no one is going to hurt you." He watched as her eyelids grew heavier as did her breathing. Once he knew she was asleep, he pulled the covers up, tucking her in carefully. "Sleep well, Sarah." He whispered and kissed her lips lightly before taking a seat in the chair to keep watch over her.