Hero Chapter 2
Harm woke up at sunrise, and for a few moments he just gazed at the woman that he held in his arms. She looked so innocent, so vulnerable while she was asleep, not at all the gung-ho Marine that he was used to. She stirred just a little and Harm smiled.
"What time is it Marine?" Harm asked playfully, knowing that she would know immediately.
"0543." She replied, scooting closer to Harm's heat. "I suppose you want me to wake up?" She murmured, opening one eye.
"Yeah. Marine we probably need to get going; I want to try to get to some kind of civilization by nightfall." He ran his fingers through her hair absent-mindedly while he was speaking.
"Okay." She said, unfortunately leaving the comforting warmth of his arms. "You still haven't fixed me breakfast in bed Harm. And this is what, the third, fourth time that we've 'spent' the night together." She said, smiling.
"I'll make it up to you when we get back to the states." Harm smiled, as he helped her up.
"So you got anything in there Flyboy? I'm hungry; I haven't had anything to eat in three days." Mac said.
Harm reached for his back pack, searching for anything. "I've got a few energy bars but that's it." He said, handing her two of the bars, and taking one of them for himself. "You want to start heading out Mac?" He said throwing the wrapper into his backpack.
Mac nodded, swallowing the bite of the energy bar. "I don't know how you can eat this stuff Harm." She said making a face. Harm laughed and offered a hand to help her up.
That night . . .
"Do you hear that Harm?" Mac said, slowing down their fast pace.
"Mac you're being paranoid again, you've been saying that for the past hour and a half." Harm said, without looking back, keeping the pace. Mac caught his arm, forcing him to stop.
"Honestly Harm, don't you hear that? It sounds like a truck Harm! A truck would mean that we're near a road!" She said. Harm stopped, tilting his head toward the sound. "This way Harm, I'm sure of it!" She began dragging him toward the sound of the car.
They pushed their way through a clearing, and soon a welcomed sight of pavement greeted them. Harm helped her up the hill as they made their way towards civilization.
They had halfway walked and halfway hitchhiked back to Ciudad del Este, they didn't really care how they got there, as long as eventually they got back to the city. As fate would have it, there was only one room left in the entire hotel, and Harm and Mac were lucky enough to get it.
Mac was in the bathroom getting changed into the pajamas that she had just bought, while Harm sat on the bed, reflecting on the past 24 hours. Everything culminating with him lying on the ground, holding Mac securely in his arms. The moments that Mac had let her guard down that much were far and few, so that memory would always hold a special place in his heart.
"Hey Harm, bathroom's all yours." Mac said, purposefully swaying her hips back and forth as she walked out of the bathroom. She had on a lacy black nightgown, with spaghetti straps, that fell just above her knees. She smiled as she saw Harm's face when he looked up.
"Couldn't just go for sweatpants could you Marine?" He asked, his voice a little hoarse. He cleared his throat as Mac just grinned seductively.
"Well Harm, that just wouldn't be any fun. Besides I need a new one, my other's had all these holes in them."
Harm nodded and without thinking got up and headed towards the bathroom. Suddenly he turned towards Mac. "You look really nice in it Mac. Very nice." He said, unknowingly leering a bit at her. She didn't shrink back from his intense gaze, in fact she reveled in it.
"Thank you Harm." She said yet again grinning seductively and using a husky tone. Harm shook his head, as if to get back to reality, and headed towards the bathroom. Mac smiled, hoping that they could finally get things right tonight.
A few minutes later Harm came out, nothing but his boxers on. He found that Mac had already snuggled down in the covers, and appeared to be asleep. He began walking toward the couch, getting ready to settle in for the night, when he heard Mac's sleep laden voice call out.
"Harm, where do you think that you're going? Come here, please?" She sounded so vulnerable, that he couldn't help himself, and before he knew it he was on the other side of the bed. She rolled over, and her dark brown eyes called to him. "Harm . . ." She didn't have to say anything else, Harm peeled back the covers, got in bed, and snuggled up to Mac's back.
"That better Marine?" He murmured into her ear. She nodded and sighed contently, snuggling even further into the covers. He smiled at her obvious satisfaction, and hugged her closer to him.
A few hours later . . .
Mac had awoken a few minutes ago, and just lay in bed, watching Harm sleep. He looked so peaceful when he was asleep, no sign of the demons that plagued him during his waking hours. She was tempted to reach out, and see if his hair was really as silky as it looked, when there was a knock at the door.
Not wanting to wake Harm, she quietly slipped out of bed. The second that got out of the bed, Harm stirred, as if he could sense the loss of her presence. She grabbed a robe and threw it on over the nightie. "Who is it?" She called out quietly.
"Hotel staff." Mac debated about opening the door, not trusting of anyone in this town. But she figured that she should, just in case there was something wrong with the bill, or something.
She opened the door quietly, and gasped the second she saw the man's face, that stood on the other side of the door.
"Hello Mrs. Williams." Saddiq Fahd sneered.
Author's Notes: Alright, so what did you think?!?!?!? That probably wasn't the best chapter ever, but I tried my best! That isn't as long as I wanted it, but I thought that was a pretty good place to end it. Please review, tell me what you liked, didn't like, whatever!
Harm woke up at sunrise, and for a few moments he just gazed at the woman that he held in his arms. She looked so innocent, so vulnerable while she was asleep, not at all the gung-ho Marine that he was used to. She stirred just a little and Harm smiled.
"What time is it Marine?" Harm asked playfully, knowing that she would know immediately.
"0543." She replied, scooting closer to Harm's heat. "I suppose you want me to wake up?" She murmured, opening one eye.
"Yeah. Marine we probably need to get going; I want to try to get to some kind of civilization by nightfall." He ran his fingers through her hair absent-mindedly while he was speaking.
"Okay." She said, unfortunately leaving the comforting warmth of his arms. "You still haven't fixed me breakfast in bed Harm. And this is what, the third, fourth time that we've 'spent' the night together." She said, smiling.
"I'll make it up to you when we get back to the states." Harm smiled, as he helped her up.
"So you got anything in there Flyboy? I'm hungry; I haven't had anything to eat in three days." Mac said.
Harm reached for his back pack, searching for anything. "I've got a few energy bars but that's it." He said, handing her two of the bars, and taking one of them for himself. "You want to start heading out Mac?" He said throwing the wrapper into his backpack.
Mac nodded, swallowing the bite of the energy bar. "I don't know how you can eat this stuff Harm." She said making a face. Harm laughed and offered a hand to help her up.
That night . . .
"Do you hear that Harm?" Mac said, slowing down their fast pace.
"Mac you're being paranoid again, you've been saying that for the past hour and a half." Harm said, without looking back, keeping the pace. Mac caught his arm, forcing him to stop.
"Honestly Harm, don't you hear that? It sounds like a truck Harm! A truck would mean that we're near a road!" She said. Harm stopped, tilting his head toward the sound. "This way Harm, I'm sure of it!" She began dragging him toward the sound of the car.
They pushed their way through a clearing, and soon a welcomed sight of pavement greeted them. Harm helped her up the hill as they made their way towards civilization.
They had halfway walked and halfway hitchhiked back to Ciudad del Este, they didn't really care how they got there, as long as eventually they got back to the city. As fate would have it, there was only one room left in the entire hotel, and Harm and Mac were lucky enough to get it.
Mac was in the bathroom getting changed into the pajamas that she had just bought, while Harm sat on the bed, reflecting on the past 24 hours. Everything culminating with him lying on the ground, holding Mac securely in his arms. The moments that Mac had let her guard down that much were far and few, so that memory would always hold a special place in his heart.
"Hey Harm, bathroom's all yours." Mac said, purposefully swaying her hips back and forth as she walked out of the bathroom. She had on a lacy black nightgown, with spaghetti straps, that fell just above her knees. She smiled as she saw Harm's face when he looked up.
"Couldn't just go for sweatpants could you Marine?" He asked, his voice a little hoarse. He cleared his throat as Mac just grinned seductively.
"Well Harm, that just wouldn't be any fun. Besides I need a new one, my other's had all these holes in them."
Harm nodded and without thinking got up and headed towards the bathroom. Suddenly he turned towards Mac. "You look really nice in it Mac. Very nice." He said, unknowingly leering a bit at her. She didn't shrink back from his intense gaze, in fact she reveled in it.
"Thank you Harm." She said yet again grinning seductively and using a husky tone. Harm shook his head, as if to get back to reality, and headed towards the bathroom. Mac smiled, hoping that they could finally get things right tonight.
A few minutes later Harm came out, nothing but his boxers on. He found that Mac had already snuggled down in the covers, and appeared to be asleep. He began walking toward the couch, getting ready to settle in for the night, when he heard Mac's sleep laden voice call out.
"Harm, where do you think that you're going? Come here, please?" She sounded so vulnerable, that he couldn't help himself, and before he knew it he was on the other side of the bed. She rolled over, and her dark brown eyes called to him. "Harm . . ." She didn't have to say anything else, Harm peeled back the covers, got in bed, and snuggled up to Mac's back.
"That better Marine?" He murmured into her ear. She nodded and sighed contently, snuggling even further into the covers. He smiled at her obvious satisfaction, and hugged her closer to him.
A few hours later . . .
Mac had awoken a few minutes ago, and just lay in bed, watching Harm sleep. He looked so peaceful when he was asleep, no sign of the demons that plagued him during his waking hours. She was tempted to reach out, and see if his hair was really as silky as it looked, when there was a knock at the door.
Not wanting to wake Harm, she quietly slipped out of bed. The second that got out of the bed, Harm stirred, as if he could sense the loss of her presence. She grabbed a robe and threw it on over the nightie. "Who is it?" She called out quietly.
"Hotel staff." Mac debated about opening the door, not trusting of anyone in this town. But she figured that she should, just in case there was something wrong with the bill, or something.
She opened the door quietly, and gasped the second she saw the man's face, that stood on the other side of the door.
"Hello Mrs. Williams." Saddiq Fahd sneered.
Author's Notes: Alright, so what did you think?!?!?!? That probably wasn't the best chapter ever, but I tried my best! That isn't as long as I wanted it, but I thought that was a pretty good place to end it. Please review, tell me what you liked, didn't like, whatever!