Love, Home, Hurt
Chapter 16
Harm awoke to see Mattie, AJ, Bud, and Harriet standing around his bed. He blinked a couple of times to clear his vision and then started to speak.
"How's Mac doing?" Harm asked.
"The doctors are still in the operating room," Mattie said. "Her uncle is waiting for her to come out of surgery."
"Have they told you anything?" Harm asked.
"No," AJ said. "They said it may be another hour before they can bring her out of surgery."
Harm closed his eyes and tried to calm himself down.
"Harm she's going to be okay?" Harriet assured him.
In his heart Harm knew it was true. That Mac was strong, healthy, and a fighter but he couldn't shake the worry in his heart. He didn't want Mac to die. Not when they had just found each other a few hours ago. She still had a husband to put in prison and several cases at JAG to tie up. He began to silently pray in his mind that Mac would be okay, and that her body wouldn't reject his kidney. He kept on wishing that Mac hadn't married Webb, if she hadn't then this entire mess wouldn't have happened and he wished that he hadn't waited so long to say that he loved her.
Harm didn't feel like talking, he just wanted to know how Mac was. He slept and he awoke in a private room when Mac's uncle came into the room.
"Sarah's is going to be okay!" he announced to the JAG crew. "The doctors just said that they where bringing her down to recovery."
"I want to see her," Harm insisted as he sat up.
"Sir, I don't think that's a good idea," AJ said.
"Please," Harm said. "Just let me see her."
AJ relinquished his hold on the sailor knowing that it would be pointless to keep him from seeing Mac. "Somebody get a wheelchair."
Mattie retrieved a wheelchair from the hall and the JAG team facilitated Harm as he transferred from the hospital bed to the chair. Harriet pushed the wheelchair out of the room and down the hall to the elevator. The team took the elevator down to the second floor at which point Harm and Mac's uncle proceeded into the recovery area where they found Mac's bed and walked up next to it.
Mac looked better than she had that morning. The color in her face had returned and her complexion looked brighter. While she still had the heart monitor and the IV's she looked peaceful as if she didn't care what happened to her anymore. Harm reached a hand out and pushed a stray strand of hair out of her face.
At the gentle touch on her forehead Mac fluttered her eyelids and woke up to see her sailor and her uncle standing over her. "Hey," Mac's voice was weak. "How are you feeling?"
"I should be asking you that question," Harm said. "Fine. You?"
"A little crampy," Mac answered. "Have you heard anything from any of the lawyers we called earlier?"
"No not yet," Harm said. "To be completely honest I was sleeping till about two minutes ago."
Mac sighed. "I want to get this damn trial over with."
"You and I both," Harm said.
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"Come on can we please blow this joint?" Mac questioned for the fiftieth time that morning. "Please!"
"As soon as the doctor comes back," Harm said. "Now you're sure you filled out those discharge papers correctly?"
Mac rolled her eyes. A week had passed since the transplant and she finally got to go home, but she wasn't going home to her house. She was going back to Harm's apartment. She had heard that Clay had gotten out on bail paid by his mother and that he was staying in their house. Like Mac had said before she wasn't going back to him and she had almost two weeks worth of clothes at Harm's place so she just decided to go back there after he offered her a place to stay.
"Yes Harm," Mac said. "I'm not an idiot." Mac leaned back and heard the sound of paper crunching. She leaned up to see that she had just leaned on form 2B. "Okay maybe I'm a slight idiot."
As Mac proclaimed her idiocy an orderly came into the room. "Excuse me Colonel we're missing form..."
"2B," Mac finished handing him the paper. "Sorry."
"It happens," the orderly said accepting the paper and leaving the room.
"You know I'm excited to get out of here but terrified of having to testify against Webb next week," Mac said. "I don't know if I can do it."
"Sarah, you have to do it," Harm said. "It's the only way for us to be together. On the bright side you have a bunch of attorney's and police officer's in the room with you. If he decides to get violent "
"I hope you're right," Mac said.
Another nurse came in and greeted the two. "Okay Colonel here are your discharge instruction," she handed a paper to Mac. "And here are your anti- rejection medications." Mac slipped both pieces into the pocket of her jeans before Harm helped her into the wheelchair.
"Alright lets go," Harm said as they continued out of the room.
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Author's Note: It's been a busy couple of days. Just bear with me when it comes to updating.
Chapter 16
Harm awoke to see Mattie, AJ, Bud, and Harriet standing around his bed. He blinked a couple of times to clear his vision and then started to speak.
"How's Mac doing?" Harm asked.
"The doctors are still in the operating room," Mattie said. "Her uncle is waiting for her to come out of surgery."
"Have they told you anything?" Harm asked.
"No," AJ said. "They said it may be another hour before they can bring her out of surgery."
Harm closed his eyes and tried to calm himself down.
"Harm she's going to be okay?" Harriet assured him.
In his heart Harm knew it was true. That Mac was strong, healthy, and a fighter but he couldn't shake the worry in his heart. He didn't want Mac to die. Not when they had just found each other a few hours ago. She still had a husband to put in prison and several cases at JAG to tie up. He began to silently pray in his mind that Mac would be okay, and that her body wouldn't reject his kidney. He kept on wishing that Mac hadn't married Webb, if she hadn't then this entire mess wouldn't have happened and he wished that he hadn't waited so long to say that he loved her.
Harm didn't feel like talking, he just wanted to know how Mac was. He slept and he awoke in a private room when Mac's uncle came into the room.
"Sarah's is going to be okay!" he announced to the JAG crew. "The doctors just said that they where bringing her down to recovery."
"I want to see her," Harm insisted as he sat up.
"Sir, I don't think that's a good idea," AJ said.
"Please," Harm said. "Just let me see her."
AJ relinquished his hold on the sailor knowing that it would be pointless to keep him from seeing Mac. "Somebody get a wheelchair."
Mattie retrieved a wheelchair from the hall and the JAG team facilitated Harm as he transferred from the hospital bed to the chair. Harriet pushed the wheelchair out of the room and down the hall to the elevator. The team took the elevator down to the second floor at which point Harm and Mac's uncle proceeded into the recovery area where they found Mac's bed and walked up next to it.
Mac looked better than she had that morning. The color in her face had returned and her complexion looked brighter. While she still had the heart monitor and the IV's she looked peaceful as if she didn't care what happened to her anymore. Harm reached a hand out and pushed a stray strand of hair out of her face.
At the gentle touch on her forehead Mac fluttered her eyelids and woke up to see her sailor and her uncle standing over her. "Hey," Mac's voice was weak. "How are you feeling?"
"I should be asking you that question," Harm said. "Fine. You?"
"A little crampy," Mac answered. "Have you heard anything from any of the lawyers we called earlier?"
"No not yet," Harm said. "To be completely honest I was sleeping till about two minutes ago."
Mac sighed. "I want to get this damn trial over with."
"You and I both," Harm said.
#$
"Come on can we please blow this joint?" Mac questioned for the fiftieth time that morning. "Please!"
"As soon as the doctor comes back," Harm said. "Now you're sure you filled out those discharge papers correctly?"
Mac rolled her eyes. A week had passed since the transplant and she finally got to go home, but she wasn't going home to her house. She was going back to Harm's apartment. She had heard that Clay had gotten out on bail paid by his mother and that he was staying in their house. Like Mac had said before she wasn't going back to him and she had almost two weeks worth of clothes at Harm's place so she just decided to go back there after he offered her a place to stay.
"Yes Harm," Mac said. "I'm not an idiot." Mac leaned back and heard the sound of paper crunching. She leaned up to see that she had just leaned on form 2B. "Okay maybe I'm a slight idiot."
As Mac proclaimed her idiocy an orderly came into the room. "Excuse me Colonel we're missing form..."
"2B," Mac finished handing him the paper. "Sorry."
"It happens," the orderly said accepting the paper and leaving the room.
"You know I'm excited to get out of here but terrified of having to testify against Webb next week," Mac said. "I don't know if I can do it."
"Sarah, you have to do it," Harm said. "It's the only way for us to be together. On the bright side you have a bunch of attorney's and police officer's in the room with you. If he decides to get violent "
"I hope you're right," Mac said.
Another nurse came in and greeted the two. "Okay Colonel here are your discharge instruction," she handed a paper to Mac. "And here are your anti- rejection medications." Mac slipped both pieces into the pocket of her jeans before Harm helped her into the wheelchair.
"Alright lets go," Harm said as they continued out of the room.
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Author's Note: It's been a busy couple of days. Just bear with me when it comes to updating.