Harm's Apartment
North of Union Station
"Mac can you come help me with this?"
"Sure." She walked into the kitchen and saw him trying to fix something in the cabinet. "What happened?"
"The shelf came loose."
Mac gasped playfully, "You broke it!"
"Oh be quiet you or no more kisses."
She lightly smacked his arm. She helped with what he needed then walked away saying, "And by the way, you know you can't resist kissing me even if you tried." She gave him a flirtatious smile and he returned it. There was a knock at the door and Harm went to answer it. He opened the door to find Mic standing there with a bouquet of flowers and the intent on winning Mac. Boy doesn't that sound familiar!
"Mic! What brings you here?"
"Now you should know that, "flyboy." He quoted with his fingers and emphasized the word.
Mac went to the door, "Mic for the last freaking' time, what do you want?"
"You my love." He handed her the flowers but she shoved them back into his hands, "I…don't…want…the…flowers…and…I…don't…want…you!" She said slowly, carefully, and clearly so he understood, "Do you understand what that means or do I have to show you that I don't want you, because if you love me enough to want me back, you love me enough to let me go."
"Prove it to me that you would rather be with Harm than me."
"MY GOD MIC! YOU DON'T GIVE UP, DO YOU?!"
"No." Was his simple answer.
She decided to prove it to him. She turned to Harm, and they both must have had the same idea, because they met halfway in a sweet kiss.
"I love you." Harm said smiling against her lips.
"Mmm…I love you too." They pulled apart and she just starred into his eyes, "Does that prove anything to you?"
"Yes, hope you two are happy!" He said and walked away with a defeated look on his face.
"Thank you!" She shouted. "No more Mic or Renee to worry about from now on. How does that sound?"
He kissed her, pausing after each word, "Wonderful…Excellent…Magnificent…Perfect, just like you." He kissed her deeply.