Short AN first……

Okay, I need your help here…which is funnier?

1. Shannon screaming "ARE U NUTS!!!" at me. To which I LOL-ed and spit water all over my computer screen.

OR

2. The three people the called me "evil" and "cruel" after Part 1?

Hmmm......I don't care, I love them both. I was going to wait another day, but I couldn't. Glad to see y'all are willing to follow me on this one. Hope you like it.

Smiles-

-Carol

Pssssssstttttt.......Acer, where's the chocolate? (waves frantically) Can you see me? Marie won't let me out of the closet and I've been........somewhat.........good. At least G thinks so.

First Impressions Part 3/11

Disclaimer - See part one for all important information

Frank stood up from the couch and walked into the kitchen. He stood by the coffee pot and watched as Trish stewed over the events of the morning. His attention turned to Harm who stared at his mother in disbelief.

Frank grabbed a coffee cup from the cupboard, as he closed the door a picture which was taped to the inside of the cupboard caught his attention. It was a picture of Mac and Harm in uniform, it looked like they were reviewing a case file when someone got their attention and took the picture. The two were smiling at the camera. Frank looked carefully at the woman in the picture; he turned the picture over and read the note on the back: 'Harm and Mac -- June 17, 2002.'

Frank flipped the picture back over and looked at the woman again. Very slowly he realized this was the woman in Harm's bed this morning. He smiled at the thought of Harm and Mac together and how happy would make Trish. At the thought of Trish his smile faded and he looked back into the living room where Harm and Trish were now having their stubborn competition. Frank closed the door of the cabinet, filled his coffee cup and walked back into the room.

"I don't like her," Trish venomously stated.

"Mom, you don't know her," Harm stated in a semi-calm voice.

"I don't want to know her. Harmon, you can do so much better."

"Better. Mom, Sarah's pretty damn good. It doesn't get any better than her."

Trish looked at her son. "I know you're having sex with her, you don't need to tell me what she is like in bed, young man!"

"Not that it's any of your business, but Sarah and I are not having sex."

"Than what was she doing in your bed naked this morning?"

Harm took a deep breath. "Mom, I am not getting into this with you. It's not fair to me and it is definitely not fair to Sarah. I think it is best if we stop this conversation before one of us says something that will hurt the other."

Trish took a deep breath. "Fine, but this will be revisited."

"It will be, but I want Sarah to be with me," Harm demanded in a clear voice.

Frank took this chance to talk. "How about tomorrow night the four of us go out to dinner?"

Harm gave Frank a thankful look. "Sounds like a good idea. I'll call Sarah later and ask her. Mom?"

"Sounds fine. Do you have plans for lunch tomorrow?"

Harm thought for a second. "Mac and I usually grab Chinese, but she has meetings on the Hill starting at ten, so no."

Trish smiled when Harm said Mac's name. "How about the three of us go to lunch then? We can meet you at JAG, I've never seen your office."

Harm relaxed once he noticed she was more positive. "Sure, there is a great deli down the road if that's fine."

"Sounds great," Frank said.

JAG

Monday May 26

7:04 AM

Harm walked into the bullpen, he noticed through the closed door and closed blinds the light in Mac's office was on. He placed his things into his office before he knocked on her door. "Enter."

"Hey." Harm opened the door and walked in.

Mac looked up at him and tried to smile. "Hey."

"You got a few minutes?" Mac shook her head and he closed the door. He slowly walked over to her, stood behind her desk and leaned on the corner. "My mom was way out of line."

"On which part the cocktail waitress line, that I look cheap, or that I'm a whore?" Mac's voice dripped with contempt.

"All of the above." He took one of her hands into his. "I don't know why she was so upset."

"Harm, she saw her son in bed with a woman who she knows nothing about." Mac stood up.

Harm pulled her into his arms. "But that doesn't make it right. She had no right to say those things to you."

"You're right, she didn't and the reason I left was so I wouldn't say anything to her."

Harm ran a hand down her back. "I almost shared a few words with her. I don't think I want to know what you would have said."

"Marines do have a better vocabulary than sailors," Mac joked, getting Harm to give her a half smile. "That's why I left. It's bad enough she hates me, I really didn't want to give her a reason to."

"I love you and I know once she gets to know you, she'll love you." Harm gave her a quick kiss.

"She can't stand the sight of me, Harm."

Harm took an uneasy breath. "Well, Frank had the idea for the four of us to have dinner together tonight."

Mac stared at him for a second. "The four of us? Dinner?"

"It's the perfect chance for all of us to get to know each other." Harm paused and gave her his puppy-dog eyes. "Please, Mac, for me."

Mac glared at him for a second, rolled her eyes playfully and sighed. "Just for you."

"Great. Mom, Frank, and I are having lunch together so we'll make the plans." Harm gave her with a full smile.

"I'm on the Hill all day, so leave me a voice mail on my cell if you can't reach me." Mac slipped out of his arms.

Harm quickly grabbed her and passionately kissed her. "I can always reach you."

Mac grinned at him. "I'll definitely let you reach me if I get more of that."

"We'll talk later about that."

"Well, I'm not sure if we'll be talking, but it will involve our lips," Mac said as he started to walk to the door.

"I'm leaving before you get me in trouble." He put his hand on the door knob and turned to her. "Are we okay?"

Mac stared in his eyes. "You're the one I love with all my heart. Right now I don't know your mother and I don't care for her much. But she gave me the greatest guy in the world so she has my respect and I hope she and I can be friends or at least be civil towards each other."

"I love you."

"I love you, too, Commander. But right now you need to get to work."

"Aye, aye ma'am." Harm walked out of her office with a smile on his face and renewed hope in his heart.

Harry's Deli

Falls Church, VA

1:05 PM

Frank, Trish, and Harm were enjoying their lunch together. As they finished eating Harm decided to bring up the topic they have avoided since yesterday morning. "I talked to Sarah this morning and she's agreed to dinner."

Trish took a deep breath. "Good, I was thinking I could cook dinner at your place and she could meet us there."

"Sounds fine," Harm said to his mother trying to be polite. "What time?"

"How about 6:30?" Frank suggested. "So you and she can relax a little before dinner."

Harm gave Frank an odd look but agreed with him. "Knowing Sarah, she'll ask if there is anything she can bring for dinner. Is there?"

"No, I'll handle everything." Trish politely smiled. "Is there anything she doesn't like to eat?"

"My meatless meatloaf," Harm told his mother.

Trish gave her son a loving look as she said, "Great."

End Part 3