AN: I had promised myself that I wouldn't write any more fan fiction until
after my graduation, but somehow I was unable to keep that promise. Shame
on me! (Love and Troubles is by the way already all written out and ready
to be posted) It's the same deal as always with this story; It was written
in one sitting and it hasn't been beta-read. I'm also not making any
promises on continuing it with more parts, so you'll be as surprised as
I'll be when/if the next part shows up. If you like it, please review.
Thanks to everyone who already did!
Part 3
A couple of days after Harm and Renée's break up, there was a soft knock on Harm's door, almost like the hand who had created them still wasn't sure about knocking on the door. Harm had sat down to rest, but got up from his seat on the couch when he heard the knocks and walked slowly over to the door to open it up. The physical therapy was going better and better and in just another week he'd be allowed to return to work again. With that in thought he had worked a little to hard today and now he was suffering the consequences of that.
"Coming," he shouted out.
When he opened the door and Mac, who had come directly from the office and was still in uniform, looked at him. They were both silent for what to them felt like an eternity.
"Come in," Harm said and stepped aside to let her into the apartment.
"I shouldn't have come. I'm sorry..." Mac started to turn around and walk away. Harm tried to catch a hold of her arm to stop her from going, but failed and instead was close to losing his balance. Mac had noticed it in time and reached out to him to steady him. When he was once again solid on his to legs she still didn't let go of him. Somehow she was frozen in the position. She dared herself to look up into his eyes, but what she saw there made her look quickly down at her feet again and let go of Harm's arms. There was so much love and she knew that it was reflected in her own eyes. They couldn't have a repeat of what had happened on her engagement party. It was inappropriate. Harm was still with Renée, she thought.
"Mac, please come in," he pleaded with her "So we can talk."
"What can we talk about?" she asked him.
"Us?" Harm proposed.
"There is no us. There is you and Renée."
"No, there isn't. We broke up," Harm told her.
"Oh," she said.
"Mac, can I ask you something?" he made a brief pause and put his finger under her chin to lift it up so she'd be forced to look into his eyes "Why did you come here?"
"Because... I wanted to say goodbye."
"Where are you going?" he asked feeling himself getting pretty worked up over her announcement. He turned around and walked into his apartment soon followed by Mac "You're not going to Australia, are you?"
"No... no. I'm going to the Guadalcanal. I didn't want to leave without saying goodbye to you."
"For how long? When are you leaving?" he asked her.
"In an hour, for a couple of months," she answered with few words. They were once again facing each other and as they looked into each other's eyes they were having a silent conversation consisting simply on facial expressions and looks. Trying to in that way transmit the feelings that they had forbidden themselves to at this point express in words.
"May I call you?" he asked. Somehow it seemed appropriate.
"Of course... I'd like that," Mac answered and smiled seeming to relax a bit. "When I come back... Can I have a rain-check on that talk about... about us?"
"Yes, sure, sure," he repeated and nodded at the same time.
"I have to go," Mac said and started to back away unable to release the contact between their eyes.
"I know." He remained standing in the same spot seemingly letting her walk away. "No, Mac wait!" he changed his mind.
Mac stopped in her steps wondering what he was up to. He closed the distance between them as fast as he could and put his arms around her, letting his walking stick fall to the ground. He kissed her, tentatively at first waiting to see if she would want to back away, but just like a month ago on that porch, she didn't. She kissed him back and then they just hugged each other and buried their faces in the other's hair. If it had just been about their feelings, they could have stayed there forever, surviving on air and love. In their life, however, were a lot of other components than just their feeling for each other. That was obvious looking at their past.
"Come back to me, Sarah. To me," Harm said and they slowly let go of each other and went over to the door. Both were too much aware that they had to say goodbye. At least for now.
Part 3
A couple of days after Harm and Renée's break up, there was a soft knock on Harm's door, almost like the hand who had created them still wasn't sure about knocking on the door. Harm had sat down to rest, but got up from his seat on the couch when he heard the knocks and walked slowly over to the door to open it up. The physical therapy was going better and better and in just another week he'd be allowed to return to work again. With that in thought he had worked a little to hard today and now he was suffering the consequences of that.
"Coming," he shouted out.
When he opened the door and Mac, who had come directly from the office and was still in uniform, looked at him. They were both silent for what to them felt like an eternity.
"Come in," Harm said and stepped aside to let her into the apartment.
"I shouldn't have come. I'm sorry..." Mac started to turn around and walk away. Harm tried to catch a hold of her arm to stop her from going, but failed and instead was close to losing his balance. Mac had noticed it in time and reached out to him to steady him. When he was once again solid on his to legs she still didn't let go of him. Somehow she was frozen in the position. She dared herself to look up into his eyes, but what she saw there made her look quickly down at her feet again and let go of Harm's arms. There was so much love and she knew that it was reflected in her own eyes. They couldn't have a repeat of what had happened on her engagement party. It was inappropriate. Harm was still with Renée, she thought.
"Mac, please come in," he pleaded with her "So we can talk."
"What can we talk about?" she asked him.
"Us?" Harm proposed.
"There is no us. There is you and Renée."
"No, there isn't. We broke up," Harm told her.
"Oh," she said.
"Mac, can I ask you something?" he made a brief pause and put his finger under her chin to lift it up so she'd be forced to look into his eyes "Why did you come here?"
"Because... I wanted to say goodbye."
"Where are you going?" he asked feeling himself getting pretty worked up over her announcement. He turned around and walked into his apartment soon followed by Mac "You're not going to Australia, are you?"
"No... no. I'm going to the Guadalcanal. I didn't want to leave without saying goodbye to you."
"For how long? When are you leaving?" he asked her.
"In an hour, for a couple of months," she answered with few words. They were once again facing each other and as they looked into each other's eyes they were having a silent conversation consisting simply on facial expressions and looks. Trying to in that way transmit the feelings that they had forbidden themselves to at this point express in words.
"May I call you?" he asked. Somehow it seemed appropriate.
"Of course... I'd like that," Mac answered and smiled seeming to relax a bit. "When I come back... Can I have a rain-check on that talk about... about us?"
"Yes, sure, sure," he repeated and nodded at the same time.
"I have to go," Mac said and started to back away unable to release the contact between their eyes.
"I know." He remained standing in the same spot seemingly letting her walk away. "No, Mac wait!" he changed his mind.
Mac stopped in her steps wondering what he was up to. He closed the distance between them as fast as he could and put his arms around her, letting his walking stick fall to the ground. He kissed her, tentatively at first waiting to see if she would want to back away, but just like a month ago on that porch, she didn't. She kissed him back and then they just hugged each other and buried their faces in the other's hair. If it had just been about their feelings, they could have stayed there forever, surviving on air and love. In their life, however, were a lot of other components than just their feeling for each other. That was obvious looking at their past.
"Come back to me, Sarah. To me," Harm said and they slowly let go of each other and went over to the door. Both were too much aware that they had to say goodbye. At least for now.