AN: Well this is the end of this one. Thanks so much for giving me such a pleasant journey through my first fanfic. I hope everyone takes time to check out my next one already in progress, You don't know what you got till it's gone.
Covering his eyes and turning around, Harm managed to find his way out of the bathroom and shut the door.
"I'm....I'm sorry Mac. I was knocking on your door, and you didn't answer so I tried to joining door. I was starting to worry about you. Your room looks like a disaster area, and you were nowhere in sight. I knocked on the bathroom door, and you never answered. I thought something happened to you. Again, I'm so sorry."
Harm knew he was trying to justify his actions, but he wanted to show Mac how concerned he was for her safety. When Mac was concerned, Harm would always put her needs first.
Mac got out of the tub and wrapped a towel around her. She walked out of the bathroom, and the site before him attacked all his senses. It was as if she walked out of a dream. His dream to be more precise. There were countless nights he dreamed of seeing Mac this way. She was coming out of his bathroom wrapped only in a towel. God she was a sight to envision. His dreams didn't hold a candle to the vision before him now. His breath caught in his throat, and his hands started to sweat. He felt like a teenager trying to ask the prettiest girl to the prom. He tried to speak, but all he could do was stare.
Mac was starting to feel a little uneasy. 'What the hell is going on? All he's doing is staring at me. Why doesn't he say something?'
"Aahh, Harm?"
Her voice seemed to snap him out of his reverie, because Harm's face turned a deep shade of red. Casting his eyes down, Harm was finally able to find his voice. "I'm sorry."
Smiling Mac replied, "You already said that." Seeing him so uneasy, combined with her bath seemed to make her anger dissipate. Those two things, and the look in his eyes gave her a little hope. She had no doubt what she saw this time. It was desire, pure and unadulterated. It was as if he let his walls down and allowed her to see into his very soul. She began to wonder if he was actually ready to have this conversation. She knew she certainly was. She just wanted to lay everything out on the table and sort it all out.
"Mac....Mac? You still with me?"
"Oh...I'm sorry. I was lost in thought?"
Smiling his best flyboy grin: "You weren't the only one. I was a little lost in the clouds a couple of minutes ago."
At the site of his smile, Mac's knees went weak. 'God that smile should be registered with something. I'm not sure what, but it can be lethal on a woman's knees." "You're right, flyboy. Would it be rude of me if I go slip into something a little more comfortable?"
'No, I prefer you just like that. Well not exactly. Lose the towel, and we'll get along just fine. With a mischievous grin he replied, "Sure, take your time."
Mac grabbed her pajamas. She was tempted to wear the negligee, but if the look in his eyes indicated anything, talking would be on the bottom of his list tonight. Not like that would be such a bad thing, but she wanted to clear the air before going to that level with him. Mac quickly changed and walked back out. By this time, Harm had fixed both of them something to drink, and was sitting on the couch waiting for her.
"Harm..."
"Mac...."
They both smiled at each other. Harm was first to speak again. "Normally, I wouldn't mind you going first, but I need to tell you something, and I need to say it now before I lose my nerve. All I ask is that you please not say anything until I'm finished. Ok?"
"Sure Harm. You can start. My lips are sealed." Mac made a lock and key motion over her lips and smiled.
'God I love that smile. Ok, here it goes.' "Mac, first I want to apologize for the way this whole evening has gone. I had an opportunity tonight, and I blew it because I was afraid."
Mac opened her mouth to ask a question, but Harm put his finger to her lips. "You said you would let me finish, remember?"
"Yeah, sorry. Please continue."
With a small grin he continued. "I was afraid of letting go, Sarah. I was afraid of letting someone in. To allow them into the deepest part of my heat. To give them a piece of my soul. To finally feel complete. It scares me to death. I promised myself when my father died that I would never allow anyone close again. It hurt too much to let that happen. I don't want to feel that way again, Sarah. That's why I closed you out. I learned a long time ago how to build my defenses so well that no one would be able to get through them. But you did it. From the first moment I saw you, you found a way through all my defenses. All the things I was afraid to share with someone were for naught. You are in my heart, in my soul, in every fiber of my being. You always have." By they time Harm was finished, he was trembling and his eyes glistened with unshed tears, but he had to continue. He had to get it all out. Falling to his knees in front of Mac, he continued. "I'm so sorry for pushing you away. I never meant to hurt you, but I seem to have a knack for doing that. The memory of your face the day I left you to go back to flying is forever burned into my memory. You asked me that day what about love. Well, I'm telling you, Sarah, right here, right now. It is all about love. It always has. Always will be. I don't want to fight it anymore. I just want to be with you."
Neither realized the silent tears falling from their eyes, and neither made an attempt to hide them. Inside, both were battling emotions that wouldn't back down. Harm was physically and emotionally exhausted after his little speech. He kneeled there with baited breath waiting for Mac's response. Inside Mac's mind was reeling. 'Did he just admit that he loved me? He never actually said the words though. I need to know for sure before I can respond to what he said. "What are you saying Harm?"
"I'm saying I love you, Sarah. I'm in love with you. Always and Forever. That is if you'll have me."
'If I'll have him....If I'll have him. You know he can be so dense sometimes, but I do love him, and I guess it's time he knew it. "First of all, Harm, you have nothing to apologize for. We both have hurt each other numerous times. We both have done our fair share of pushing the other away. I realize your life hasn't been easy, just as you realize mine wasn't either. Everyone that has meant something to me has left me in some way. Each time that happened, I felt a little piece of myself die till I thought I had nothing left to offer. I know I didn't make it easy for you either. I let the past dictate my actions on countless occasions. Like you, I kept a part of me closed off. I refused to allow myself to feel abandoned again. I figured if I did that, than I could never feel that pain ever again. But that isn't how I wanted to live my life. I didn't want to feel closed off from someone I love. I want to have the freedom. To love them unconditionally. I, at first, thought it was impossible, but then you showed me it wasn't. Words can never describe the thanks you deserve for saving me from myself."
Reaching out for her, Mac quickly fell into his arms. "I love you Harm." "I love you Sarah." They stayed that way for several minutes before they took a glimpse into each other's eyes. There, as if looking into a mirror, love appeared in its purest form. For years they had been denying their feelings for each other, and now they have the freedom to express them. Lost in the moment, Harm's lips gently brushed up against Mac's. With that, the dam had broken. Mac pulled Harm to her intensifying the kiss. Harm's tongue glided across Mac's lips, begging for entrance. Mac happily obliged. Neither could get enough of each other. Their taste was intoxicating. A drug that they would never tire of. Mac's hands coursed through Harm's hair, wrapping around his neck. Harm's hands reached around her waist, and they both fell backwards onto the floor. Once she was straddling him, Mac could feel his arousal burning into her. This alone fueled the inferno inside herself. The emotions coursing through them were so raw, so genuine, that neither wanted to stop. They wanted to lose themselves in each other forever. When the need for oxygen became unbearable, they broke off resting their foreheads together. Both were having a very difficult time reclaiming their breath as well as their control. Harm had adjusted his position on the floor, allowing Mac to slide to his side. Once there, she rested her head on his chest. They felt like could lay like this forever. They laid together for several minutes before either on of them could speak. Mac was first to open her mouth.
"As much as I would love to see how far this could go, I think we need to take our time here. I don't want to mess this up."
"I think you're right, Sarah. We have so much more to discuss and work out. I've waited for you for four years. I can wait a little longer."
"Thank you for understanding, Harm."
Harm helped Mac get up and they both decided that it would be best if they slept in their own rooms tonight. They did, however, remain awake, sitting on the couch in each other's arms talking for hours. After seeing Mac yawn for the fifth time, Harm decided he should let her get some sleep. After leaving her with a kiss that took her breath away, started towards his room. He was almost there when Mac called out to him.
"Harm?"
"Yeah, Sarah."
"Could you hold me tonight? It felt so good to lay in your arms tonight that I don't want it to end." With a small smile she added, "I promise to behave."
'That's a promise I certainly can't make.' "It would be my pleasure."
Both climbed into bed, and Mac snuggled up to Harm. He quickly engulfed her in his arms and pulled her flush against him. There was no room for air between them, and they didn't even care. Each replayed the night's events over in their heads and one detail stuck out in their minds. That song on the radio. If it hadn't been for that song, who knows where they would be right now. Each came to the same conclusion........What a difference a song makes.
Meanwhile while looking down on his son and his beautiful marine, Harm Sr. smiled and said a prayer for them. "That song was meant to help you both find a way to each other. Take care of each other and love each other forever. I love you, son."
Just before they both drifted off to sleep, Mac heard Harm whisper.... "I love you too dad, and thanks for the help."
Well that's the end. What did you all think? So you want to see it continue, or leave it be? Let me know. Now all you have to do is hit that little lilac button and reply. You know you want to. (evil grin)
Covering his eyes and turning around, Harm managed to find his way out of the bathroom and shut the door.
"I'm....I'm sorry Mac. I was knocking on your door, and you didn't answer so I tried to joining door. I was starting to worry about you. Your room looks like a disaster area, and you were nowhere in sight. I knocked on the bathroom door, and you never answered. I thought something happened to you. Again, I'm so sorry."
Harm knew he was trying to justify his actions, but he wanted to show Mac how concerned he was for her safety. When Mac was concerned, Harm would always put her needs first.
Mac got out of the tub and wrapped a towel around her. She walked out of the bathroom, and the site before him attacked all his senses. It was as if she walked out of a dream. His dream to be more precise. There were countless nights he dreamed of seeing Mac this way. She was coming out of his bathroom wrapped only in a towel. God she was a sight to envision. His dreams didn't hold a candle to the vision before him now. His breath caught in his throat, and his hands started to sweat. He felt like a teenager trying to ask the prettiest girl to the prom. He tried to speak, but all he could do was stare.
Mac was starting to feel a little uneasy. 'What the hell is going on? All he's doing is staring at me. Why doesn't he say something?'
"Aahh, Harm?"
Her voice seemed to snap him out of his reverie, because Harm's face turned a deep shade of red. Casting his eyes down, Harm was finally able to find his voice. "I'm sorry."
Smiling Mac replied, "You already said that." Seeing him so uneasy, combined with her bath seemed to make her anger dissipate. Those two things, and the look in his eyes gave her a little hope. She had no doubt what she saw this time. It was desire, pure and unadulterated. It was as if he let his walls down and allowed her to see into his very soul. She began to wonder if he was actually ready to have this conversation. She knew she certainly was. She just wanted to lay everything out on the table and sort it all out.
"Mac....Mac? You still with me?"
"Oh...I'm sorry. I was lost in thought?"
Smiling his best flyboy grin: "You weren't the only one. I was a little lost in the clouds a couple of minutes ago."
At the site of his smile, Mac's knees went weak. 'God that smile should be registered with something. I'm not sure what, but it can be lethal on a woman's knees." "You're right, flyboy. Would it be rude of me if I go slip into something a little more comfortable?"
'No, I prefer you just like that. Well not exactly. Lose the towel, and we'll get along just fine. With a mischievous grin he replied, "Sure, take your time."
Mac grabbed her pajamas. She was tempted to wear the negligee, but if the look in his eyes indicated anything, talking would be on the bottom of his list tonight. Not like that would be such a bad thing, but she wanted to clear the air before going to that level with him. Mac quickly changed and walked back out. By this time, Harm had fixed both of them something to drink, and was sitting on the couch waiting for her.
"Harm..."
"Mac...."
They both smiled at each other. Harm was first to speak again. "Normally, I wouldn't mind you going first, but I need to tell you something, and I need to say it now before I lose my nerve. All I ask is that you please not say anything until I'm finished. Ok?"
"Sure Harm. You can start. My lips are sealed." Mac made a lock and key motion over her lips and smiled.
'God I love that smile. Ok, here it goes.' "Mac, first I want to apologize for the way this whole evening has gone. I had an opportunity tonight, and I blew it because I was afraid."
Mac opened her mouth to ask a question, but Harm put his finger to her lips. "You said you would let me finish, remember?"
"Yeah, sorry. Please continue."
With a small grin he continued. "I was afraid of letting go, Sarah. I was afraid of letting someone in. To allow them into the deepest part of my heat. To give them a piece of my soul. To finally feel complete. It scares me to death. I promised myself when my father died that I would never allow anyone close again. It hurt too much to let that happen. I don't want to feel that way again, Sarah. That's why I closed you out. I learned a long time ago how to build my defenses so well that no one would be able to get through them. But you did it. From the first moment I saw you, you found a way through all my defenses. All the things I was afraid to share with someone were for naught. You are in my heart, in my soul, in every fiber of my being. You always have." By they time Harm was finished, he was trembling and his eyes glistened with unshed tears, but he had to continue. He had to get it all out. Falling to his knees in front of Mac, he continued. "I'm so sorry for pushing you away. I never meant to hurt you, but I seem to have a knack for doing that. The memory of your face the day I left you to go back to flying is forever burned into my memory. You asked me that day what about love. Well, I'm telling you, Sarah, right here, right now. It is all about love. It always has. Always will be. I don't want to fight it anymore. I just want to be with you."
Neither realized the silent tears falling from their eyes, and neither made an attempt to hide them. Inside, both were battling emotions that wouldn't back down. Harm was physically and emotionally exhausted after his little speech. He kneeled there with baited breath waiting for Mac's response. Inside Mac's mind was reeling. 'Did he just admit that he loved me? He never actually said the words though. I need to know for sure before I can respond to what he said. "What are you saying Harm?"
"I'm saying I love you, Sarah. I'm in love with you. Always and Forever. That is if you'll have me."
'If I'll have him....If I'll have him. You know he can be so dense sometimes, but I do love him, and I guess it's time he knew it. "First of all, Harm, you have nothing to apologize for. We both have hurt each other numerous times. We both have done our fair share of pushing the other away. I realize your life hasn't been easy, just as you realize mine wasn't either. Everyone that has meant something to me has left me in some way. Each time that happened, I felt a little piece of myself die till I thought I had nothing left to offer. I know I didn't make it easy for you either. I let the past dictate my actions on countless occasions. Like you, I kept a part of me closed off. I refused to allow myself to feel abandoned again. I figured if I did that, than I could never feel that pain ever again. But that isn't how I wanted to live my life. I didn't want to feel closed off from someone I love. I want to have the freedom. To love them unconditionally. I, at first, thought it was impossible, but then you showed me it wasn't. Words can never describe the thanks you deserve for saving me from myself."
Reaching out for her, Mac quickly fell into his arms. "I love you Harm." "I love you Sarah." They stayed that way for several minutes before they took a glimpse into each other's eyes. There, as if looking into a mirror, love appeared in its purest form. For years they had been denying their feelings for each other, and now they have the freedom to express them. Lost in the moment, Harm's lips gently brushed up against Mac's. With that, the dam had broken. Mac pulled Harm to her intensifying the kiss. Harm's tongue glided across Mac's lips, begging for entrance. Mac happily obliged. Neither could get enough of each other. Their taste was intoxicating. A drug that they would never tire of. Mac's hands coursed through Harm's hair, wrapping around his neck. Harm's hands reached around her waist, and they both fell backwards onto the floor. Once she was straddling him, Mac could feel his arousal burning into her. This alone fueled the inferno inside herself. The emotions coursing through them were so raw, so genuine, that neither wanted to stop. They wanted to lose themselves in each other forever. When the need for oxygen became unbearable, they broke off resting their foreheads together. Both were having a very difficult time reclaiming their breath as well as their control. Harm had adjusted his position on the floor, allowing Mac to slide to his side. Once there, she rested her head on his chest. They felt like could lay like this forever. They laid together for several minutes before either on of them could speak. Mac was first to open her mouth.
"As much as I would love to see how far this could go, I think we need to take our time here. I don't want to mess this up."
"I think you're right, Sarah. We have so much more to discuss and work out. I've waited for you for four years. I can wait a little longer."
"Thank you for understanding, Harm."
Harm helped Mac get up and they both decided that it would be best if they slept in their own rooms tonight. They did, however, remain awake, sitting on the couch in each other's arms talking for hours. After seeing Mac yawn for the fifth time, Harm decided he should let her get some sleep. After leaving her with a kiss that took her breath away, started towards his room. He was almost there when Mac called out to him.
"Harm?"
"Yeah, Sarah."
"Could you hold me tonight? It felt so good to lay in your arms tonight that I don't want it to end." With a small smile she added, "I promise to behave."
'That's a promise I certainly can't make.' "It would be my pleasure."
Both climbed into bed, and Mac snuggled up to Harm. He quickly engulfed her in his arms and pulled her flush against him. There was no room for air between them, and they didn't even care. Each replayed the night's events over in their heads and one detail stuck out in their minds. That song on the radio. If it hadn't been for that song, who knows where they would be right now. Each came to the same conclusion........What a difference a song makes.
Meanwhile while looking down on his son and his beautiful marine, Harm Sr. smiled and said a prayer for them. "That song was meant to help you both find a way to each other. Take care of each other and love each other forever. I love you, son."
Just before they both drifted off to sleep, Mac heard Harm whisper.... "I love you too dad, and thanks for the help."
Well that's the end. What did you all think? So you want to see it continue, or leave it be? Let me know. Now all you have to do is hit that little lilac button and reply. You know you want to. (evil grin)