Title: Me, Mac and Sarah
Author: Chris
Rating: PG
Summary: Mac thinks about her relationships with Clay and Harm then takes
action.
Spoilers: set right after 'take it like a man'
Disclaimer: Not mine, don't sue.
Feedback: appreciated but not required
Chapter 2
Harm's POV
I'm woken up by a knocking on my door. At first I think it's Mattie, but if were her or Jen they'd use their key. As I get up I glance at the clock, who'd be at my door at 2:27 in the morning? I put my robe on and cinch it around my waist. I look through the peep hole and quickly open the door to find a very wet and teary eyed Sarah MacKenzie.
"Mac, what are you doing here? Are you all right?" I ask as I usher her inside.
"He was down when I killed him Harm." She says, "I winged him in the shoulder he couldn't hurt me. He could have given us information. He was down and I shot him in the head. But I'm not sorry."
"Oh Sarah," I say and open my arms which she readily falls into.
I want to know what happened but I don't want to push her. Right now she doesn't need me to push her. Right now she's not lt. col. MacKenzie of the United States marine corps, she's just Sarah.
I gently lead her over to the couch.
"Sarah you don't have to, but if you want to talk I'll listen," I say gently.
"Can we just sit here a while?" she asks me. She doesn't sound like herself, so vulnerable.
"Of course," I tell her and hold her more tightly. She snuggles into my arms and we sit like that for a while.
I wonder why she's here and not with Clay, I know he's back in town. That's another question I'm not about to ask though. She doesn't need me invading her private life right now. The woman in my arms is just simply Sarah. Maybe that's what's wrong, Clay didn't see it. He's a spook, he kills people all the time, he compromises what ever morals he has and rationalizes it away. He doesn't understand what Mac is feeling, the guilt of killing the man, and I imagine the guilt of not being sorry she did. I know eventually she'll tell me the story, I'll just wait until she's ready.
Chapter 2
Harm's POV
I'm woken up by a knocking on my door. At first I think it's Mattie, but if were her or Jen they'd use their key. As I get up I glance at the clock, who'd be at my door at 2:27 in the morning? I put my robe on and cinch it around my waist. I look through the peep hole and quickly open the door to find a very wet and teary eyed Sarah MacKenzie.
"Mac, what are you doing here? Are you all right?" I ask as I usher her inside.
"He was down when I killed him Harm." She says, "I winged him in the shoulder he couldn't hurt me. He could have given us information. He was down and I shot him in the head. But I'm not sorry."
"Oh Sarah," I say and open my arms which she readily falls into.
I want to know what happened but I don't want to push her. Right now she doesn't need me to push her. Right now she's not lt. col. MacKenzie of the United States marine corps, she's just Sarah.
I gently lead her over to the couch.
"Sarah you don't have to, but if you want to talk I'll listen," I say gently.
"Can we just sit here a while?" she asks me. She doesn't sound like herself, so vulnerable.
"Of course," I tell her and hold her more tightly. She snuggles into my arms and we sit like that for a while.
I wonder why she's here and not with Clay, I know he's back in town. That's another question I'm not about to ask though. She doesn't need me invading her private life right now. The woman in my arms is just simply Sarah. Maybe that's what's wrong, Clay didn't see it. He's a spook, he kills people all the time, he compromises what ever morals he has and rationalizes it away. He doesn't understand what Mac is feeling, the guilt of killing the man, and I imagine the guilt of not being sorry she did. I know eventually she'll tell me the story, I'll just wait until she's ready.