He lay down next to her and looked into her eyes. As if on cue they both
leaned in and shared a beautiful, slow, breathtaking kiss. As he pulled
away he let his fingers linger around her stomach where her sweater had
allowed him access. He drew lazy circles around her bellybutton and then
leaned down and placed a circle of kisses where his fingers had just
occupied.
He looked up to see that she had closed her eyes. He knew that she was enjoying herself.
He slowly began to make his way back to her lips. First kissing her stomach again and then slowly removing each button of her sweater and leaving a kiss where the button had just been removed. He could feel her arching her back to receive his kisses which slowly drove him crazy. He opened up the sweater and found Sarah MacKenzie clad in a simple white lace bra. He kissed the top of each breast and made a trail of kisses from her neck to her lips.
When he finally made it to her lips she was fully prepared to return his favor.
(Mac's POV)
"Harm, I love you so much. Never stop," she said once more as he smothered her with another heated kiss. She could feel him grinding into her and she felt as if all of her senses were on full alert. She had never felt more alive.
He felt it too. His whole body tingled. From the tips of his toes to the very ends of his fingers. All that could make this moment better was to be completely immersed in one anther and become one being. All they wanted now was for their souls to fuse and become the ultimate entity............
..................Eek eek eek eek eek eek eek eek eek eek eek eek eek eek eek eek
"What the hell," Mac swore. As she bolted upright to the most annoying and devastating sound she had ever heard........her alarm clock.
"Damn it, Ugh.....Not again." She could still feel the every fiber in her body tingling with the thought of spending the most perfect night with the man who owns her soul
But the possibility of spending an evening with Harm, let alone a lifetime was realistically coming to a swift end.
After the events in Paraguay they had drifted further apart. Further then either could remember. At least when he had left JAG to go fly they still had their friendship to fall back on. But when she told him that this "thing" between them would never work, the solid foundation that was there friendship crumbled into a million pieces.
If this foundation had been say the Berlin Wall each would have grabbed a piece of the wall to keep as a symbol of the momentous occasion, no matter how inspiring or depressing, but because it would be the historic ending to an uphill battle. Instead, because of the harsh words that were spoken and the lack of true communication, there was nothing to hold onto. All that was left were two damaged hearts, two lost souls, and four eyes that locked away the true emotions.
She had felt so alive and inspired that night in Paraguay where she reflected on the events of the two weeks that had just passed.
Now, however, she felt uninspired, worthless, and emotionless. Nearly an entire month of feeling empty.
Since coming back to JAG she would wake up to her internal clock at precisely 0545 and lay in bed until her alarm clock would sound at 0600. Then she would go to the kitchen and start a pot of coffee and then head back into her bedroom to brush her teeth and jump in the shower. Then she would get her coffee and come back to quickly blow-dry her hair and put on her freshly pressed uniform. Then she would be out the door to another uneventful, Harm-less day.
Two weeks ago in the conference room while reviewing all of Harm's old cases, Bud asked her if she missed Harm. Of course she did. She missed making the perfect coffee together every morning. She missed coming back from court and looking towards his office. When she was lucky he would look up from his case file or phone call and give her a friendly nod and smile. The simple things were what she missed the most.
What was excruciating was Bud's answer to his own question, "I miss him." Such a simple statement. I miss him. How many times had she said that to herself? A random thought, but in this case it was one of the most agonizing statements she had ever heard aloud.
She looked across the conference table and looked at a man that she had considered family for nearly eight years. She felt all of the blood leave her face. She stood there with that ever present wall built around her heart and the ache that she felt deep inside grew even stronger.
Today was no different. With Sturgis finally moved into Harm's office the deal was final. 'He's not coming back,' she thought. Things will never be the same. She had been lax in her work since he had been gone. She had made a stupid mistake that was severely detrimental to one of her cases. Everyone was fouling up around the office and the Admiral had begun to lose faith in his staff.
There was nothing eventful going on. No big cases were being argued. No one was getting in trouble. And there was absolutely nothing for her to do. She was completely and utterly bored.
She decided to make the most of her time and clean up her office. She organized her files and cleared off her desk. Replaced a law encyclopedia to her bookcase and dusted off the shelves. Then she came across a picture. To everyone else in the office this picture was nothing special, just the Colonel and Commander Rabb standing side by side at her engagement party. But to her it was so much more. The picture was taken by Petty Officer Tiner as Lieutenant J.G. Simms accepted promotion and her Lieutenants shoulder boards. Everyone cheered and clapped and when the celebration was over the Admiral began to speak again. Tiner chose this moment to take the candid shot. They were both engrossed in their own thoughts but could sense one another. As the Admiral made his announcement their hands brushed one another and sent sparks down every nerve ending. The picture itself showed nothing, but the memory of that moment was forever burned into her memory.
No matter what happened in her life, Sarah MacKenzie would forever reserve a piece of her heart for Harmon Rabb, Jr. He was her soul mate.
A/N: Sorry if you're disappointed with the direction of the story. I had a different idea but because of the current storylines if felt a flow with this idea. As always let me know what you think!
He looked up to see that she had closed her eyes. He knew that she was enjoying herself.
He slowly began to make his way back to her lips. First kissing her stomach again and then slowly removing each button of her sweater and leaving a kiss where the button had just been removed. He could feel her arching her back to receive his kisses which slowly drove him crazy. He opened up the sweater and found Sarah MacKenzie clad in a simple white lace bra. He kissed the top of each breast and made a trail of kisses from her neck to her lips.
When he finally made it to her lips she was fully prepared to return his favor.
(Mac's POV)
"Harm, I love you so much. Never stop," she said once more as he smothered her with another heated kiss. She could feel him grinding into her and she felt as if all of her senses were on full alert. She had never felt more alive.
He felt it too. His whole body tingled. From the tips of his toes to the very ends of his fingers. All that could make this moment better was to be completely immersed in one anther and become one being. All they wanted now was for their souls to fuse and become the ultimate entity............
..................Eek eek eek eek eek eek eek eek eek eek eek eek eek eek eek eek
"What the hell," Mac swore. As she bolted upright to the most annoying and devastating sound she had ever heard........her alarm clock.
"Damn it, Ugh.....Not again." She could still feel the every fiber in her body tingling with the thought of spending the most perfect night with the man who owns her soul
But the possibility of spending an evening with Harm, let alone a lifetime was realistically coming to a swift end.
After the events in Paraguay they had drifted further apart. Further then either could remember. At least when he had left JAG to go fly they still had their friendship to fall back on. But when she told him that this "thing" between them would never work, the solid foundation that was there friendship crumbled into a million pieces.
If this foundation had been say the Berlin Wall each would have grabbed a piece of the wall to keep as a symbol of the momentous occasion, no matter how inspiring or depressing, but because it would be the historic ending to an uphill battle. Instead, because of the harsh words that were spoken and the lack of true communication, there was nothing to hold onto. All that was left were two damaged hearts, two lost souls, and four eyes that locked away the true emotions.
She had felt so alive and inspired that night in Paraguay where she reflected on the events of the two weeks that had just passed.
Now, however, she felt uninspired, worthless, and emotionless. Nearly an entire month of feeling empty.
Since coming back to JAG she would wake up to her internal clock at precisely 0545 and lay in bed until her alarm clock would sound at 0600. Then she would go to the kitchen and start a pot of coffee and then head back into her bedroom to brush her teeth and jump in the shower. Then she would get her coffee and come back to quickly blow-dry her hair and put on her freshly pressed uniform. Then she would be out the door to another uneventful, Harm-less day.
Two weeks ago in the conference room while reviewing all of Harm's old cases, Bud asked her if she missed Harm. Of course she did. She missed making the perfect coffee together every morning. She missed coming back from court and looking towards his office. When she was lucky he would look up from his case file or phone call and give her a friendly nod and smile. The simple things were what she missed the most.
What was excruciating was Bud's answer to his own question, "I miss him." Such a simple statement. I miss him. How many times had she said that to herself? A random thought, but in this case it was one of the most agonizing statements she had ever heard aloud.
She looked across the conference table and looked at a man that she had considered family for nearly eight years. She felt all of the blood leave her face. She stood there with that ever present wall built around her heart and the ache that she felt deep inside grew even stronger.
Today was no different. With Sturgis finally moved into Harm's office the deal was final. 'He's not coming back,' she thought. Things will never be the same. She had been lax in her work since he had been gone. She had made a stupid mistake that was severely detrimental to one of her cases. Everyone was fouling up around the office and the Admiral had begun to lose faith in his staff.
There was nothing eventful going on. No big cases were being argued. No one was getting in trouble. And there was absolutely nothing for her to do. She was completely and utterly bored.
She decided to make the most of her time and clean up her office. She organized her files and cleared off her desk. Replaced a law encyclopedia to her bookcase and dusted off the shelves. Then she came across a picture. To everyone else in the office this picture was nothing special, just the Colonel and Commander Rabb standing side by side at her engagement party. But to her it was so much more. The picture was taken by Petty Officer Tiner as Lieutenant J.G. Simms accepted promotion and her Lieutenants shoulder boards. Everyone cheered and clapped and when the celebration was over the Admiral began to speak again. Tiner chose this moment to take the candid shot. They were both engrossed in their own thoughts but could sense one another. As the Admiral made his announcement their hands brushed one another and sent sparks down every nerve ending. The picture itself showed nothing, but the memory of that moment was forever burned into her memory.
No matter what happened in her life, Sarah MacKenzie would forever reserve a piece of her heart for Harmon Rabb, Jr. He was her soul mate.
A/N: Sorry if you're disappointed with the direction of the story. I had a different idea but because of the current storylines if felt a flow with this idea. As always let me know what you think!