Car-Shopping

March 7th 2003

"Ma'am, are we all set for tomorrow?" Harriet asked Mac who was on her way across the bullpen.

"Yes, it's very nice of you to come with me, Harriet."

"I'm glad you asked, we'll have fun, I'm sure."

"Definitely."

"All right I'll see you tomorrow then."

Mac walked over to Harm's office to say goodbye before she left.

"Do you want to come over for dinner tonight?" he asked her.

"Harm, I would so love to, but I have to go straight home to my bed tonight," she answered him reluctantly. It had been a busy week at work for her since she had been acting JAG and all of her time off, she had spent sleeping. The pregnancy was recently making her needing a lot more sleep then she usually did, which meant that she hadn't seen Harm outside of work and she had started missing being with him enormously. It felt weird to her, who had always tried to avoid depending on another person too much and to not show her emotions, how he in such a short amount of time had made her do the exact opposite. The truth was that she didn't mind so much, she was only afraid that she would put to much pressure on him if she showed that she needed him and that would scare him off.

Harm saw how tired she was and even though he missed seeing her alone understood that she was making the right decision. She obviously needed to get some sleep.

"Don't worry about it. Maybe we can do something tomorrow instead. I could cook you dinner," Harm tempted her.

"Sounds wonderful. I'll come by around six if that's fine."

"Sure, come whenever you want. I'll probably be home the whole afternoon working."

"Are you ready to leave too?" Mac asked and Harm nodded. They walked out of the building together.

March 8th 2003

The next day Mac and Harriet were leaving what they had decided to be the last car dealer of the day.

"I'm sorry, Mac, that we didn't find a new car for you," Harriet said.

"Yeah, I guess I just wasn't quite ready to do this yet."

"Are you so attached to the corvette? You didn't seem sorry about selling it when I talked to you about it the last time."

"No. it's a time in my life that is over. I don't really mind getting something else and more suitable. I just can't make up my mind about what kind of car."

"We'll just have to try again some time. What are you doing tonight then? We're having some friends over and you are very welcome as well," Harriet said.

"I have some things I have to get done, but thanks for inviting me, Harriet," Mac said not really liking lying to her friend about why she couldn't come. Harriet probably wouldn't have thought anything special about it even if she had said that she was going over to Harm's, since the two of them had been known to see each other outside of work long before too. Mac was just being a bit paranoid about making sure no one found out about them yet.

"I'll see you on Monday then."

"Yes and thank you so much for coming with me today. It would have been really weird to go to that Lamaze-class alone."

"Don't mention it. Mac, you can ask me again if you need to. It was so funny when the instructor didn't know which one of us who was the 'pregnant' woman." arriet for comiforoooo

"Yeah, it was. Have a nice evening."

"You too."

Mac rushed home and got ready as fast as she could. It had truly been a nice day with Harriet, but Mac couldn't help herself from thinking about Harm every few minutes. She didn't want to wait much longer to see him. An hour later Mac was driving over to Harm's apartment. She knocked on his door and he came to open up.

"So anxious to see me, Mac," Harm said jokingly. In reality he was really happy she had gotten there an hour earlier than she had said she would. They embraced and kissed.

"So what are you cooking for us?" she asked. She had always been a good eater, but recently she felt like she spent all of her time either by eating or thinking about eating. That was when she wasn't sleeping of course, then she was dreaming about it..

"Spinach pie," Harm answered and Mac glared at him disgusted like she considered turning around and walking out of the apartment to try to get something real to eat.

"Oh, don't look at me like that," Harm said to her "It's really good with sun-dried tomatoes, olives and blue cheese. It isn't done yet though."

"Will it go faster if I help?"

"Sure."

The pie turned out better then she had thought and soon they were sitting at the table both enjoying the food.

"So what did you and Harriet do today?"

"Harriet came with me to the Lamaze-class at the hospital, since Sturgis is away and then we went looking for a car."

"Bud and Harriet are buying a new car?"

"No, I am. I'm changing mine for something more. practical,"

"You were going to say boring."

"I was not."

"You were too." Mac glared at him but silently admitted that he was right.

"I'll let you borrow mine," Harm promised her. She looked a bit surprised, but thought it was extremely sweet of him to say that. Her smile told him that she would love to take him up on that promise.

"So did you find something you liked?"

"Not yet."

"Do you want me to come with you looking some other time then?" he offered.

"Weren't you the one who said that you couldn't go car shopping with your girlfriend, unless." Mac stopped as she realized that she had for the first time referred to herself as his girlfriend and she wasn't quite sure how he would feel about calling herself that. Technically they'd only been going out on real dates for three weeks.

"It doesn't count if it's the girlfriend who's buying the car," Harm answered and added to himself 'and it wouldn't be such a bad thing to buy this girlfriend a ring eventually either.'

"I didn't realize that." Mac smiled at him. Apparently, she could now be referred to as Harm's girlfriend. A part of her wanted to go down to the street and sing and dance, but she restrained herself thinking that Harm probably didn't want to have his girlfriend emitted to a psych ward.

They moved over to the couch. Some music was playing softly in the background and after a while the discussion died down and they sat together in silence. Actually only Harm was sitting up, whereas Mac was lying with her head on his lap. He was touching and playing with her hair until he realized she had fallen asleep. He probably should have woken her up and taken her home so that she could have gotten to sleep in her own bed, but he just didn't want to be separated from her. He continued to sit there and watch her sleep. An hour later Mac woke up.

"You're awake?" he whispered.

"Yeah," Mac was a little confused about where she was, but slowly she understood. She really needed to get home to her own bed now, but she wanted to stay with Harm longer at the same time.

"Come I'll take you home, Mac, so you can get some sleep. You weren't kidding when you told me you were tired all the time. You fell asleep before nine o'clock," he teased her.

"Sorry, about that. I have my car here. I can drive myself home." Mac stood up from the couch.

"I don't think that would be a very good idea. What if you fall asleep while you're driving?" he closed the distance to her and silenced her with a kiss, so she couldn't protest. It had only been meant as a quick kiss, but once they were kissing neither one of them could let the other go.

"You can stay here tonight," Harm got out once they paused for air.

"Harm, I'm not ready for... I."

"You'll get my bed and I'll take out the guest bed in the living room," he said to clarify. "I can wait until you're ready."

She looked gratefully at him.

"You've got an extra T-shirt for me to sleep in," she accepted the offer. Harm went to get one out from his drawer and Mac followed him.

"It isn't that I don't want to at all. I just want to do this relationship the right way and be sure before. you know. Other times I, we didn't wait." she wanted to explain how she felt "don't take it personal."

"You're the most important person in my whole life and I don't want to do anything to ruin this relationship either. We'll wait and when the time is right we'll both know," he answered her. He didn't need any explanations to see why she wanted to wait. He understood and respected it.

"Goodnight, Harm," she said before he left the 'room'.

"Goodnight, Sarah."

TBC