Title: Way Back When
Author: Chicago Chick
Rating: PG- PG-13 which ever you prefer.
Summary: Harm and Mac meet in an alternate universe way back when...
Disclaimer: Should be in first chapter, if not, tell me please.
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THE NEXT DAY...
0715 PST
EN ROUTE TO SAN DIEGO PUBLIC HIGH SCHOOL
SAN DIEGO, CALIFORNIA
Harm was worried, Sarah hadn't shown up on the bus and the family chauffer commented about hearing screaming and yelling after she went in the house.
He hoped nothing happened after she was dropped off. But his hopes were crushed as he overheard Eddie and Chris talking. Sarah had been taken to the hospital with four cracked ribs and a massive concussion. She was almost comatose the night before.
As son as the bus pulled up to the school, he found the nearest payphone, the one he used the previous day, and called home for a car. His mother was out and Frank was in Italy for the week so one of the maids was sent out with one for him.
Once it came, he jumped in and peeled out of the parking lot in the direction of the hospital. Once he got there, he headed for the front desk immediately. It took him a little while to coax the receptionist into giving him her room number and found out she was in ICU because of the severe beating her body took.
When he finally found her, he was surprised to find her alone, and shocked to see all of the tubes and wires connected to her broken body, but most of all, the amount of bruising and cuts on her visible skin.
There was a superficial cut along the bottom right side of her jaw bone, and a dark bruise surrounding it. He smoothed back her hair and kissed her forehead in a small space that was surprisingly void of injury. A nurse chose that moment to walk in, ignoring Harm as she took Sarah's vitals. As soon as she was done writing on the chart, she walked out of the room, heels clicking on the cold, tile floor.
He sighed as he pulled a chair to the bedside, "Sarah, I am so sorry if I was the cause of this. I guess I got carried away, and my mom was just looking out for us..."
His eyes grew large as her hand moved slowly in his, and her eyes opened slowly. She moaned softly as shifted gingerly in the uncomfortable hospital bed.
"Harm, what are you doing here? Aren't you supposed to be in school and not here with me?" she asked softly.
"Sarah, what happened to you last night? Jack said he heard shouting at your house after he dropped you off," he inquired caringly.
"I don't know, like you said, when I got home, they were having a shouting match. I went in the room, and my dad went off on me and started hitting . I guess I passed out... He was so drunk he couldn't see straight... When he couldn't hit me anymore, he started kicking me, it hurt so much, and he was kicking me in the stomach and the chest... I couldn't breathe..." she said with fat tears rolling down her cheeks
"How about when you get out of this place, you and me will go away for a while, no one will know where we are. I know you more than likely won't want to go home after what happened, and I don't want to go home to Frank, he's so fake, he wants me to come work for him at his stupid car dealership. But I want to go to Annapolis... You know that. Anyways, what do you think?" he asked quickly, awaiting her rejection.
To his surprise, she agreed whole heartedly, "You are a genius, Harmon Rabb, if I wasn't in so much pain, I would kiss you. I can't think of anywhere we can go though..."
"Can I ask you a question?"
"Shoot."
"Where does it hurt, so I know not to touch you there," he smiled.
"Just about everywhere hurts, I feel like I was run over by a Mack truck (A/N: no pun intended). I swear there's more than the broken ribs..." she said with a slight whine.
"Aww... well then, we'll have to do something about that, now won't we?" he teased as he placed another light kiss on her forehead.
"Who the hell are you?" a scratchy masculine voice asked.
"Uncle Matt!" she perked up, "This is my friend, Harm."
"If he so much as places another finger on you that's what he'll be on the receiving end of," Matt growled.
"I just met him yesterday, Uncle Matt, he helped me get out of a situation. One that would have been more serious than this, I'm sure, if he hadn't come along," she explained.
"I've been meaning to ask you, Sarah, what exactly happened. If it was your SOB father, I swear, Joe MacKenzie is going to feel it when I get though with him...What in the hell is wrong with your mother, Sarah?"
"I don't know, but she's scared...You should go get her before dad gets home... She'll get it worse for the medical bills they'll be receiving," she worried.
"Alright, I'll be back soon, then I'll have time to get acquainted with your little friend here," he motioned to Harm.
"It's not like he's gonna hurt me. You don't have to be so protective, you know. I'll be fine, I promise, now go get mom," she reassured him.
"Aye aye ma'am," the serious man finally cracked a smile for his niece.
"He's kinda protective... More like overly protective," Harm commented as soon as they were alone.
"Uncle Matt is a marine, he takes care of his own. Semper Fi and all that," she explained.
He shook his head and took her smaller hand in his big ones. Playing with it for a while, he finally reached into his pocket and pulled something out.
"Sarah?"
"Yes, Harm?" she answered sleepily.
"Do you know that saying, 'each of us angels'?"
"No, but I'm guessing you're gonna tell me," she smiled.
"It goes, 'each of us angels with one wing, and we can only fly by embracing each other'. I've also been meaning to ask you... I mean, I know I only met you yesterday, but, I feel a connection already-"
"Harm," she cut him off, "Spill, get to the point, I don't like to wait."
"Well... I was gonna ask you... Sarah, will you be my other wing?" he asked shyly.
"Harm, that's so sweet. Are you asking me to be your girlfriend?" she responded boldly.
"Yes," he whispered.
"Wow, I mean, I've never had anyone ask me that before... Yes, I'll do it. Consider us one," she approved, "Now, are you gonna kiss me?"
"If you want me to, I guess it's okay," he said sheepishly.
He moved from the chair to the bed and gently pulled her into his arms. She tilted her head up and pulled his down so their lips could meet. It became a deeper kiss almost instantly, tongues and all. Sarah's uncle Matt and and mother chose that exact moment to walk in the room, the marine's eyes quickly flared with fiery anger.
He marched purposefully over to the pair and ripped Harm off his niece and sent him sprawling across the floor. As he was being pulled off, he accidentally hit her sore ribs, which made her cry out in pain. Her pain filled voice further infuriated the already angry marine.
"What in the hell do you two think you're doing?" he roared at them, "You are just starting to heal, and should know better than to be doing anything physical unless it's moving your mouth to talk to this good for nothing son of a-"
"Uncle Matt!" she wailed, "It's not his fault! I told him to, please don't hurt him!"
Her monitors were going berserk from all that was going on, so the nurse came in to see what all the chaos was about and to see the patient. Her eyes widened immensely as she took in her surroundings, Harm was trying to sit up, Matt was yelling at seemingly no one, Sarah was sitting up in her bed cradling her middle section and sobbing. Nobody seemed to notice Deanne slip out a few minutes earlier. They wouldn't notice until it was too late, and she wasn't to be seen for nineteen years.
"Excuse me," she tried, then, "Shut up!"
The seasoned Marine Major turned to look at the nurse who'd succeeded in quieting them all, except for Sarah, who was now quietly hiccupping. The nurse went over to Sarah, helped her back to her slightly elevated position, and got her a Styrofoam cup and filled it with ice water from the pitcher on her tiny side table and helped her drink it. Harm went to Sarah as soon as he was on his feet and politely kissed her on the cheek. Before he stood up fully, he whispered something in his ear that made her blush and smile a little he winked at her and excused himself.
She turned away from her uncle angrily when he tried to talk to her, and ignored every word he said. Finally, he gave up.
"What is it you want from me, Sarah? I was doing what was best for you," he tried to reason with his stubborn niece.
"What would have been best for me should be my decision. I know I can't do much, cause if I did, I would feel it, and like many other humans, I don't enjoy pain," she said like a typical teenager.
Sarah, you're sixteen years old, you may be physically and mentally a grown woman, but not in the eyes of the law. You can't make your own decisions for another two years. Let your mother and I take care of you," he begged.
"Where is mom?" she questioned.
"I don't know. I brought her, she must've taken a walk. Now my sweet little Sarah, how about you get some sleep," he suggested.
"I think I will," the tired young woman said with a yawn, "Plus, Chris and Eddie might be by later."
"Oh marvelous, are those the two morons from your party that kept hitting on you?" he asked wearily.
"Yes," she smiled then closed her eyes to sleep.
"Great, more idiotic guy friends," the Major moaned as he leaned back in the recliner to catch up on some sleep himself.
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Yes? No? Like? Don't like? Review please! Love ya! Chicago Chick (:)
Author: Chicago Chick
Rating: PG- PG-13 which ever you prefer.
Summary: Harm and Mac meet in an alternate universe way back when...
Disclaimer: Should be in first chapter, if not, tell me please.
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THE NEXT DAY...
0715 PST
EN ROUTE TO SAN DIEGO PUBLIC HIGH SCHOOL
SAN DIEGO, CALIFORNIA
Harm was worried, Sarah hadn't shown up on the bus and the family chauffer commented about hearing screaming and yelling after she went in the house.
He hoped nothing happened after she was dropped off. But his hopes were crushed as he overheard Eddie and Chris talking. Sarah had been taken to the hospital with four cracked ribs and a massive concussion. She was almost comatose the night before.
As son as the bus pulled up to the school, he found the nearest payphone, the one he used the previous day, and called home for a car. His mother was out and Frank was in Italy for the week so one of the maids was sent out with one for him.
Once it came, he jumped in and peeled out of the parking lot in the direction of the hospital. Once he got there, he headed for the front desk immediately. It took him a little while to coax the receptionist into giving him her room number and found out she was in ICU because of the severe beating her body took.
When he finally found her, he was surprised to find her alone, and shocked to see all of the tubes and wires connected to her broken body, but most of all, the amount of bruising and cuts on her visible skin.
There was a superficial cut along the bottom right side of her jaw bone, and a dark bruise surrounding it. He smoothed back her hair and kissed her forehead in a small space that was surprisingly void of injury. A nurse chose that moment to walk in, ignoring Harm as she took Sarah's vitals. As soon as she was done writing on the chart, she walked out of the room, heels clicking on the cold, tile floor.
He sighed as he pulled a chair to the bedside, "Sarah, I am so sorry if I was the cause of this. I guess I got carried away, and my mom was just looking out for us..."
His eyes grew large as her hand moved slowly in his, and her eyes opened slowly. She moaned softly as shifted gingerly in the uncomfortable hospital bed.
"Harm, what are you doing here? Aren't you supposed to be in school and not here with me?" she asked softly.
"Sarah, what happened to you last night? Jack said he heard shouting at your house after he dropped you off," he inquired caringly.
"I don't know, like you said, when I got home, they were having a shouting match. I went in the room, and my dad went off on me and started hitting . I guess I passed out... He was so drunk he couldn't see straight... When he couldn't hit me anymore, he started kicking me, it hurt so much, and he was kicking me in the stomach and the chest... I couldn't breathe..." she said with fat tears rolling down her cheeks
"How about when you get out of this place, you and me will go away for a while, no one will know where we are. I know you more than likely won't want to go home after what happened, and I don't want to go home to Frank, he's so fake, he wants me to come work for him at his stupid car dealership. But I want to go to Annapolis... You know that. Anyways, what do you think?" he asked quickly, awaiting her rejection.
To his surprise, she agreed whole heartedly, "You are a genius, Harmon Rabb, if I wasn't in so much pain, I would kiss you. I can't think of anywhere we can go though..."
"Can I ask you a question?"
"Shoot."
"Where does it hurt, so I know not to touch you there," he smiled.
"Just about everywhere hurts, I feel like I was run over by a Mack truck (A/N: no pun intended). I swear there's more than the broken ribs..." she said with a slight whine.
"Aww... well then, we'll have to do something about that, now won't we?" he teased as he placed another light kiss on her forehead.
"Who the hell are you?" a scratchy masculine voice asked.
"Uncle Matt!" she perked up, "This is my friend, Harm."
"If he so much as places another finger on you that's what he'll be on the receiving end of," Matt growled.
"I just met him yesterday, Uncle Matt, he helped me get out of a situation. One that would have been more serious than this, I'm sure, if he hadn't come along," she explained.
"I've been meaning to ask you, Sarah, what exactly happened. If it was your SOB father, I swear, Joe MacKenzie is going to feel it when I get though with him...What in the hell is wrong with your mother, Sarah?"
"I don't know, but she's scared...You should go get her before dad gets home... She'll get it worse for the medical bills they'll be receiving," she worried.
"Alright, I'll be back soon, then I'll have time to get acquainted with your little friend here," he motioned to Harm.
"It's not like he's gonna hurt me. You don't have to be so protective, you know. I'll be fine, I promise, now go get mom," she reassured him.
"Aye aye ma'am," the serious man finally cracked a smile for his niece.
"He's kinda protective... More like overly protective," Harm commented as soon as they were alone.
"Uncle Matt is a marine, he takes care of his own. Semper Fi and all that," she explained.
He shook his head and took her smaller hand in his big ones. Playing with it for a while, he finally reached into his pocket and pulled something out.
"Sarah?"
"Yes, Harm?" she answered sleepily.
"Do you know that saying, 'each of us angels'?"
"No, but I'm guessing you're gonna tell me," she smiled.
"It goes, 'each of us angels with one wing, and we can only fly by embracing each other'. I've also been meaning to ask you... I mean, I know I only met you yesterday, but, I feel a connection already-"
"Harm," she cut him off, "Spill, get to the point, I don't like to wait."
"Well... I was gonna ask you... Sarah, will you be my other wing?" he asked shyly.
"Harm, that's so sweet. Are you asking me to be your girlfriend?" she responded boldly.
"Yes," he whispered.
"Wow, I mean, I've never had anyone ask me that before... Yes, I'll do it. Consider us one," she approved, "Now, are you gonna kiss me?"
"If you want me to, I guess it's okay," he said sheepishly.
He moved from the chair to the bed and gently pulled her into his arms. She tilted her head up and pulled his down so their lips could meet. It became a deeper kiss almost instantly, tongues and all. Sarah's uncle Matt and and mother chose that exact moment to walk in the room, the marine's eyes quickly flared with fiery anger.
He marched purposefully over to the pair and ripped Harm off his niece and sent him sprawling across the floor. As he was being pulled off, he accidentally hit her sore ribs, which made her cry out in pain. Her pain filled voice further infuriated the already angry marine.
"What in the hell do you two think you're doing?" he roared at them, "You are just starting to heal, and should know better than to be doing anything physical unless it's moving your mouth to talk to this good for nothing son of a-"
"Uncle Matt!" she wailed, "It's not his fault! I told him to, please don't hurt him!"
Her monitors were going berserk from all that was going on, so the nurse came in to see what all the chaos was about and to see the patient. Her eyes widened immensely as she took in her surroundings, Harm was trying to sit up, Matt was yelling at seemingly no one, Sarah was sitting up in her bed cradling her middle section and sobbing. Nobody seemed to notice Deanne slip out a few minutes earlier. They wouldn't notice until it was too late, and she wasn't to be seen for nineteen years.
"Excuse me," she tried, then, "Shut up!"
The seasoned Marine Major turned to look at the nurse who'd succeeded in quieting them all, except for Sarah, who was now quietly hiccupping. The nurse went over to Sarah, helped her back to her slightly elevated position, and got her a Styrofoam cup and filled it with ice water from the pitcher on her tiny side table and helped her drink it. Harm went to Sarah as soon as he was on his feet and politely kissed her on the cheek. Before he stood up fully, he whispered something in his ear that made her blush and smile a little he winked at her and excused himself.
She turned away from her uncle angrily when he tried to talk to her, and ignored every word he said. Finally, he gave up.
"What is it you want from me, Sarah? I was doing what was best for you," he tried to reason with his stubborn niece.
"What would have been best for me should be my decision. I know I can't do much, cause if I did, I would feel it, and like many other humans, I don't enjoy pain," she said like a typical teenager.
Sarah, you're sixteen years old, you may be physically and mentally a grown woman, but not in the eyes of the law. You can't make your own decisions for another two years. Let your mother and I take care of you," he begged.
"Where is mom?" she questioned.
"I don't know. I brought her, she must've taken a walk. Now my sweet little Sarah, how about you get some sleep," he suggested.
"I think I will," the tired young woman said with a yawn, "Plus, Chris and Eddie might be by later."
"Oh marvelous, are those the two morons from your party that kept hitting on you?" he asked wearily.
"Yes," she smiled then closed her eyes to sleep.
"Great, more idiotic guy friends," the Major moaned as he leaned back in the recliner to catch up on some sleep himself.
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