Chapter 7
Suddenly, everyone turned in my direction, sheesh, I thought, it's not like this is the first time some woman has told a dying sailor she loves him...I heard him, and then I knew why.
"Mac? Mac? Where did you go?" he croaked, obviously confused. The assistant released me.
"Harm," I said walking forward, my eyes nearly blinded with tears, "Harm, I'm right here. I'm not going anywhere." My voice shook with my emotional strain. I took his hand and sat down while the doctors continued their work. What surprised me was the coldness of his hand and arm, usually Harm was the warm one, and I was cold. I rubbed my hands against his, trying to restore his warmth. He looked at me the whole time, as if he could not believe I was here. He couldn't say anything because he had an oxygen mask on, but I could tell he wanted too. For now I was content at this, he needed some time before I could even begin to explain some of the complex events of the last day. Right now, I was just ecstatic that I hadn't lost him. I'd never come this close to losing someone I cared so much about before. It was a rather frightening experience, especially to learn that no matter how strong Harm may like us to think he is, he's not invincible. I, of all people should know that. I'm probably the only one who's ever seen him cry, except for maybe his grandmother, and even she wasn't there in Russia. I've seen him at the wall. To my knowledge only Sergei has shared that experience, and only once. I saw the emotional torture I put him through in Australia. Yeah, Bud was there, and so was Mic, and even later the Admiral. Bud may be Harm's best guy friend, a sort of surrogate 'little brother', but he is also Harm's subordinate, he doesn't know everything I do about him. Mic has no attunement whatsoever to Harm's feelings, except that he knew he could hurt Harm by taking me. The Admiral is like our 'Father', but also our superior, and for that very reason, he doesn't know everything either. Besides, Harm is a guy, and there is absolutely NO WAY on earth Harm would ever cry in front of them. It's some chauvinistic code of 'honor,' he follows, but then Harm has always been a mixture of chauvinism and chivalry. Sometimes the line between the two is so fine, it's hard to tell where one ends and the other begins. Harm is not a total chauvinist though, he has told me more than once, I am "..more than capable of kicking [his] six anytime [I] feel like it." He knows, and admits I am a fully capable Marine. I feel privileged to have been the recipient of a good many of his compliments, and Harm is not one to hand out compliments lightly. I know this too. Basically, one can sum Harm up this way, if you earn his love and respect, he will literally go to the ends of the earth for you. On the other hand, if you prevent his protecting these 'select few' Heaven help you, he will do anything in his power to get back at you. Yet, if someone hurts him, only those close enough to him can tell, because he does absolutely nothing. NOTHING!! For a man so passionate and loyal about his causes it's rather surprising. I know this first hand, Harm let Mic run right over him concerning me. Yet, even though I'd hurt him probably deeper than anyone before, when I asked for help, he was the first to come running. Talk about a guilt trip!
The medics seem to have nearly finished their work here, it looks like I may have some time with him alone now...
A/N: Sorry about lack of updates. Family was over & I didn't have much of a chance...
A/N: Alright, I'm really sorry guys. I was sick on Mon., and I burned my hand pretty bad (on hot tea). It's my right one too. It's pretty hard to type with my left only. I was gonna have my sis do this, but she got sick too. After awhile my hand gets tired, so I can't type chapters up. This means I will still review (less typing), but no chaps for now.Will be back ASAP, promise I'll make it up to you guys. Thankx for understanding.
~Pennithil
Suddenly, everyone turned in my direction, sheesh, I thought, it's not like this is the first time some woman has told a dying sailor she loves him...I heard him, and then I knew why.
"Mac? Mac? Where did you go?" he croaked, obviously confused. The assistant released me.
"Harm," I said walking forward, my eyes nearly blinded with tears, "Harm, I'm right here. I'm not going anywhere." My voice shook with my emotional strain. I took his hand and sat down while the doctors continued their work. What surprised me was the coldness of his hand and arm, usually Harm was the warm one, and I was cold. I rubbed my hands against his, trying to restore his warmth. He looked at me the whole time, as if he could not believe I was here. He couldn't say anything because he had an oxygen mask on, but I could tell he wanted too. For now I was content at this, he needed some time before I could even begin to explain some of the complex events of the last day. Right now, I was just ecstatic that I hadn't lost him. I'd never come this close to losing someone I cared so much about before. It was a rather frightening experience, especially to learn that no matter how strong Harm may like us to think he is, he's not invincible. I, of all people should know that. I'm probably the only one who's ever seen him cry, except for maybe his grandmother, and even she wasn't there in Russia. I've seen him at the wall. To my knowledge only Sergei has shared that experience, and only once. I saw the emotional torture I put him through in Australia. Yeah, Bud was there, and so was Mic, and even later the Admiral. Bud may be Harm's best guy friend, a sort of surrogate 'little brother', but he is also Harm's subordinate, he doesn't know everything I do about him. Mic has no attunement whatsoever to Harm's feelings, except that he knew he could hurt Harm by taking me. The Admiral is like our 'Father', but also our superior, and for that very reason, he doesn't know everything either. Besides, Harm is a guy, and there is absolutely NO WAY on earth Harm would ever cry in front of them. It's some chauvinistic code of 'honor,' he follows, but then Harm has always been a mixture of chauvinism and chivalry. Sometimes the line between the two is so fine, it's hard to tell where one ends and the other begins. Harm is not a total chauvinist though, he has told me more than once, I am "..more than capable of kicking [his] six anytime [I] feel like it." He knows, and admits I am a fully capable Marine. I feel privileged to have been the recipient of a good many of his compliments, and Harm is not one to hand out compliments lightly. I know this too. Basically, one can sum Harm up this way, if you earn his love and respect, he will literally go to the ends of the earth for you. On the other hand, if you prevent his protecting these 'select few' Heaven help you, he will do anything in his power to get back at you. Yet, if someone hurts him, only those close enough to him can tell, because he does absolutely nothing. NOTHING!! For a man so passionate and loyal about his causes it's rather surprising. I know this first hand, Harm let Mic run right over him concerning me. Yet, even though I'd hurt him probably deeper than anyone before, when I asked for help, he was the first to come running. Talk about a guilt trip!
The medics seem to have nearly finished their work here, it looks like I may have some time with him alone now...
A/N: Sorry about lack of updates. Family was over & I didn't have much of a chance...
A/N: Alright, I'm really sorry guys. I was sick on Mon., and I burned my hand pretty bad (on hot tea). It's my right one too. It's pretty hard to type with my left only. I was gonna have my sis do this, but she got sick too. After awhile my hand gets tired, so I can't type chapters up. This means I will still review (less typing), but no chaps for now.Will be back ASAP, promise I'll make it up to you guys. Thankx for understanding.
~Pennithil