Disclaimer in first chapter- Mac's POV

On the Kitty Hawk-

Only 1 hour t go. I can't believe it. It one hour I was see the man I love more than life itself. I have been out here for 5 whole months, and it's really killing me. Every night, he's the one person I dream about. Well him and Brad Pitt, but he doesn't have to know that. And when I wake up, I think of him first. Every moment of the day I am thinking of him. It's creepy really!

Sure we get to e-mail each other, and once in a great while we can talk on the phone. But it's not the same. We're not holding each other, or even looking each other in the eye. One certain phone call sticks out in my mind the most. I am still laughing about it.

-3 Months Ago-

I am sitting at my desk, holding the phone in one hand, while trying to comb my hair with the other. Not an easy task to do. I am so thankful that, since I am an officer and the standing JAG, I get to have my own quarters. And, I get my own phone. I can only use it at certain times, but the point is I have one.

'Harmon Rabb pick up the phone, I know you're there. Come on this is the 3rd ring, one more than the answering machine. Okay, so here's me message.'

"Harm! Harm you there? Okay then, well this is my one phone call." She got cut off before she could even finish.

"Hello?" Harm said on the other line out of breath.

"Hey Sailor! Where were you?"

"Sorry I was out for a run. I heard the phone from the door, but I dropped my keys trying to get in. But I am glad I got in to talk to you."

"So am I." Mac said truthfully.

"So how are you out there?" Harm asked concerned. He really hated her being out there. He was used to it, but that used to be his job and all.

"I am good. Lonely. I miss having someone to hold me at night."

"Well I promise, the minute you get back, I'll hold you forever and never let you go." Harm said while sitting down on the couch.

"How's work?" Mac asked.

"No- we are NOT talking about work on the one phone call I get this week. We can talk about that in an e-mail." Harm said forcefully.

"Okay, Mr. Rabb, what would you like to talk about?" Mac asked.

"What are you wearing?" Harm said with a smile that Mac could probably hear.

"Oh my god, what are we 20? We can't do that, and here of all places. Not a secure line Mr. Thinker." Mac said, she could not believe he wanted to do that.

"Hey I am lonely." He said back. He knew she wouldn't go for it, but it was a shot in the dark.

"Well I guess we could." Mac started to say.

"We can?" Harm asked stunned.

"You are such a prude. I was going to say I guess we could talk about what kind of dinner we are going to have when I get home." Mac said while laughing.

"Oh yeah." Harm said while trying to cover up his mistake. "What do you want?"

"You, but I need something eatable first." Mac said.

"I like the first part. But you already said no to that line of conversation coounseler. So what do you want?" Harm said warningly.

"Okay I want you to make your famous lemon and herb chicken. Can I have that? Mac asked.

"Yes you may my pretty lady. And I will make dessert and everything. Just be hungry when you get off that ship."

"I already am." Mac said back.

They both had a hearty laugh over that one. And at that moment Mac's stomach growled so loud, Harm could hear it. Which only sent them into more giggles.

"Sweetie, I have to go now. My times almost up." Mac said sadly.

"Stay longer." Harm pleaded with her.

"I can't, you know that." Mac said back.

"Okay then, I love you sweetie. You be safe, and e-mail when you can." Harm said not wanting to stop the conversation.

"I love you too, and I will." Mac said back.

"Okay g'night." Harm said sadly.

"Oh Harm before you leave, to answer your question, nothing." Mac said with a smile.

"Nothing what?" Harm asked not getting it.

"What I am wearing!" Mac said with a laugh.

"Tease!" Harm shouted back.

"Get some sleep." Mac said.

"That might be kind of hard now sweetie." Harm said. He didn't catch onto the double meaning that she just busted up laughing at.

"I love you." He said.

"I love you too." And that was when he heard the phone click.

-Back to present-

Oh my. That story gets better every time I think of it. No I was not nude talking to him, but I thought it would be cute if I told him. I was in my PJ's though, so I get some points. Right?

Well, I can't believe only 30 more minutes to go. I can't wait. I just need to get out of the shower and get dressed. Or I could give him a call.

A/N I hope you like it. I will be posting more soon. And please review!! Thanks!