…Till Death Does Us Part Chapter II – Part 23/26

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Harm's Car

2:43 PM

Harm pulled down the mirror from the visor and examined the forming bruise.  "He's got a hell of a right." 

He touched the skin and let out a soft moan as his hit a few sore spots.  He was about to close the mirror when he looked into his own eyes.  "I'm an ass," he admitted after a few minutes of refection.  He sat there for a few minutes, wishing he could have down something different, wishing he could have done everything differently.

Harm looked at his cell phone and realized there was one thing he could do.  He picked it up and dialed a number.  "Clay, it's Harm….I'm good…Listen do you have a few minutes?"

Langley

3:06 PM

"So, Rabb what brings you around?"  Clay asked as they both stood in his office.

Harm looked around Clay's office and noticed how it fit Clay's cold and well-off personality.  "Mac."

"How is Sarah?"

"She's in the hospital."

"What happened?"  Clay asked full of worry.

"She collapsed at work and they rushed her to the hospital to make sure she and the baby were okay," Harm explained.

"Baby?"  Clay questioned.

Harm knew Clay didn't know.  "Yeah, baby.  She's about eight months now."

"Wow," Clay said in shock as he sat down.

"Yeah."

Clay stared at Harm.  "Eight months."

"Yeah, she must have gotten pregnant once she got to Italy, maybe in the first few weeks."

Clay thought about his visit to Italy.  "She didn't say anything when I visited her."

"Maybe you should have asked," Harm stated.

Clay looked at Harm with confusion.  "Why would I have asked if she was pregnant?"

Harm shook his head in disbelief.  "If she was on anything."

"Why?"  Clay asked.

Harm turned on Clay and couldn't believe the ignorance of the man and the rage inside him began to build more.  "You're not that stupid."

Clay glared at Harm finding himself very confused.  "What are you talking about?"

"She's pregnant with your baby," Harm stated with anger.

Clay shockingly looked at Harm.  "I'm not the father."

"Pretty quick to deny," Harm said, as he felt his anger grow at the agent.

Clay laughed dryly.  "Mac and I were never together in that sense.  I tried a few times, but she always stopped me after a few kisses."

"I don't want to hear about your sex life with Mac," Harm spit out.

"There wasn't one.  After you were shot she broke my nose.  In Italy I had to convince her to have lunch and dinner with me."

"She broke your nose?" Harm asked with surprise.

Clay ignored Harm's repeat.  "We had lunch and dinner. I apologized to her about everything.  At the end of the night she went home and I went back to my hotel."

"When you told me you ran into her, you made it sound like more."

Clay smirked.  "It's fun to get you riled up over nothing."

Harm couldn't resist the urge to rile Clay up.  He grabbed Clay by the lapel of his jacket and pinned him up against the wall.  "Why do you use Mac against me?"

Clay stared at Harm in shock.  "Because you care about her.  She is your strongest weakness."

"You're not the father?"

Clay was actually scared to answer the question again with Harm holding him to the wall.  He looked at Harm's eyes and found them to be a cold steel gray staring back at him.  "If I was the father, I wouldn't be right here.  I would be next to her side and married to her."  Harm thought about those words as Clay continued.  "Besides, Mac is a beautiful woman and could have any man in the world, even the ones who won't admit it."

Harm stared at Clay as those words passed thought his head. 'I'm an idiot', Harm thought, when some things finally connected in his brain.  He let go of the man and Clay fixed his coat.  "Just do me a favor, Webb.  Stay away from me and Mac for while."

Clay was about to respond but Harm left the office with the door slamming behind him.

End Part 23