Hey All-

Wow!!! I have got to say 'thanks' to everyone who has left a message about the story. You guys are so awesome and just great. Even the two people who left me semi-negative remarks, I found their notes to be hilarious.

I've tried to send notes to everyone who has sent an e-mail, so if I missed you 'I'm sorry. You're wonderful.' Now I do have a few people who need to be addressed......

BDV – I wish I could post before you leave for work. But today is the last day of summer school (yes, those are angels you hear singing) and I don't need to get up at that unholy hour until September. Sorry.

Shannon S. – Ma'am, Yes, Ma'am. I'll try to remember you're watching. You're worse then Santa aren't you? He-he-he But I'm glad you're giddy.

Soleil – All mothers are annoying, lord knows mine takes the cake (Dad, if your reading this don't tell Mom….she knows.) But Trish is being the prime example right now. I should probably say this. "Trish is not based off of my mother-in-law. I don't have one."

Double E – You totally get it!! Thanks for the note.

Acer – Make it a large Starbucks Chai no foam, Panara cinnamon-crunch bagel, and a big homemade chocolate chip cookie and I might be really nice to y'all.

Everyone who said, "I should be laughing, but….- " I love it!!! Keep laughing it's a nice sound.

Carrie – Just because you said something last time "Shout-out to Carrie."

Keep reading...more to come.

Smiles-

-Carol

First Impressions Part 5/11

Disclaimer - See part one for all important information

Mac took several deep breaths and placed her coffee cup on the table. "Ma'am, why don't you like me?"

"A little blunt, don't you think," Trish said to Mac.

"I'm just tired of playing this game," Mac stated to Trish. Harm got worried as he knew Mac was going to let Trish have it pretty soon. He gave her hand a squeeze trying to calm her, but it didn't work.

"I don't think you're good enough for my son."

"You don't even know me."

"I don't want to know you. I know enough. You're a drunk, who's trying to seduce my son. You've been married, you didn't love your first husband and now you're working on Harm. I don't think you'll love him in a week, let alone on a permanent basis."

Harm and Frank stared at Trish and Mac as those words were spoken. Mac didn't say anything as Trish continued. "You're just like the other women that he's dated. Self-centered, coincided, dumb, and using him." Trish knew she had the younger woman right where she wanted her, out of her son's life soon.

Mac looked at Trish and tried not to show that the words Trish spoke cut her deeper than anything else ever had. "There's nothing I can do to make you change your mind about me."

"Nothing," Trish said in a plain voice and a blank expression.

Mac let go of Harm's hand and stood up. "Then we're done here. I'm going to leave, but I'm going to say this much to you, lady. I don't care if you like me or not, I'm in love with your son and if you can't handle it I'm sorry for you." She turned to Frank. "It was very nice meeting you, Frank. Everything Harm's told me about you was true, you are a good man."

"You're not going anywhere," Harm informed Mac as he stood next to her.

Mac looked at Harm. "Yes, I am. I've been kicked around enough in my life and I'm not going to stand here and let her kick me for her own enjoyment."

Mac walked to the door, grabbed her jacket and left.

Harm looked at his mother as she sat and watched Mac leave. "Are you proud of yourself?"

"Don't take that tone with me," Trish said to him.

"Me!" Harm was shocked and disgusted at his mother's behavior. "I love her more than anything. She makes me whole. How dare you treat her like that!"

"I am not going to let you talk to me that way, young man," Trish said.

Harm took a deep breath. "Mom, the best thing for you to do right now is to leave."

"Harmon, the best thing for you to do is to dump Sarah."

"Haven't you done enough tonight, Mom? Please, leave."

Trish stood up. "Come on, Frank. Let's go."

Frank stood up, but looked at Harm. "I would like to talk to Harm for a few minutes. I'll get a cab to the hotel."

Trish looked at Frank, ready to say something, but she didn't. She grabbed her coat and walked out the door, slamming it on her way out.

Frank looked at Harm. "Harm, are you all right?"

"I don't get it, Frank. Mom should be happy that I'm with Mac, but she's not." Harm looked at his step-father with a lost and confused look.

"But you're not with Mac," Frank stated to Harm.

"Yes, I am."

Frank crossed his arms in front of his chest. "This is the first time you refereed to Sarah as Mac. You're mother thinks they are two different people."

Harm stared at Frank. "What? Then how did you know it was Mac?"

"I saw the picture in the kitchen cabinet and realized she was Mac," Frank explained as they sat down on the couch.

"You didn't tell Mom?"

"No, I love your mother very much. But every now and then she has a tendency to let her mouth run away and not hear the full story. This is one of those times."

Harm looked at Frank for a second with confusion. "So what do I do about this?"

"Tell Sarah you love her and wait for your mother to realize she is the one making a mistake."

Tuesday May 27

JAG

7:45 AM

Mac was in her office when someone knocked at her door. "Enter." The door opened only a few inches and a hand stuck through it holding one red, one yellow, and one white rose. Mac looked up and smiled at the rose. "I promise not to severely hurt you."

Harm walked into the office and closed the door behind him. "So you'll only mildly hurt me?" He walked to her desk and handed her the flowers.

"You don't need to apologize for her actions, Harm." Mac smelled the flowers. "Thank you, they're beautiful."

Harm sat at the edge of her desk. "I'm sorry she said those things to you. I have no idea what's gotten into her. Are you all right?"

"I'm fine. I got home and then I went to the gym. They need a new punching bag."

"Broke another one," Harm stated with a smile as he remembered the last time Mac broke one of the punching bags at the gym.

"Yeah, Kevin asked me what you did this time. But I told him you didn't do anything."

Harm pulled her out of her seat and kissed her. "I know that doesn't make it any better, but it helps me."

Mac wrapped her arms around him and hugged him tightly. "It helps me, too."

"Let's go out to lunch today. Your choice."

"Good. I'm in the mood for Lenny's."

Harm exhaled. "Lunch at the greasy spoon, but just because I love you."

"Hey, I could say Beltway." Mac slipped out of his arms and sat down in her chair.

Harm chuckled. "I know, I'm thankful for that." He leaned down and kissed her. "Mac."

"We're better than we were before." She lightly touched his cheek and kissed him again. "I love you."

"I just needed to hear it. I'll see you at lunch time."

"Okay," Mac said as he walked towards the door. Before he walked out of the office completely he gave her the smile he only saved for her and she returned it with one of hers.

12:45 PM

Harm sat in his office, working on his computer, when there was a knock at his door. He looked up with a smile expecting to see Mac, but standing there was his mom. "Mom."

"Can we talk?" Trish walked into the office.

"Sure," Harm said when she closed the door.

"This won't take long. Frank and I are leaving on a flight out today at three. I just wanted to say it was nice to see you again."

"I don't think nice is the right word, Mom," Harm said in a slightly agitated voice.

"Honey, I don't like her."

"Can you give her a chance?"

"Harmon, you're my son, my job is to protect you." Before this could escalate into an argument she added, "I didn't come to argue, I came to try to get us on the same page. Frank and I are leaving and I love you."

Harm stood up and gave her a hug. "I love you, too, Mom. Right now you're not one of my favorite people." He took a breath. "But that won't last for too long."

Trish gave him a slight laugh. "I hope not, darling. Walk me to the elevator."

"Yes, ma'am," Harm said as they walked out of his office.

As they stood in front of the elevator Sturgis walked over. "Harm, have you seen Mac?" Then when Sturgis recognized Trish he smiled. "Trish, how are you?"

Trish smiled back at him. "I'm good, Sturgis. How are you?"

"I'll be better after I find a certain lieutenant colonel." He looked at Harm.

"I think she had to go to the Hill again, but she'll be back soon," Harm said as the elevator door opened. Harm looked in and smiled. "Speak of the jarhead."

"Not funny, squid." Mac smiled as she stepped out.

Trish looked at Mac and her smiled quickly disappeared from her face. Mac looked at Trish and squared her shoulders. "Mrs. Burnett."

"You're Mac," Trish said after she found her voice.

Sturgis looked at Harm and then at the two women. He was completely confused at what he was seeing. Trish looked at Harm. "Why didn't you say something?"

"You weren't listening," Harm said to her.

Trish took a second to find what to say to Harm and Mac. "You could have told me."

Harm gave her an exasperated look. "When, Mom? Which would have been a better time, before or after you called her a whore and a drunk?"

Sturgis' jaw dropped at this comment and he looked at Mac. Trish went to open her mouth, but Mac cut her off. "I really don't think this is the time or the place to be having this conversation."

Trish and Harm looked around them. "I'm sorry, you're right Mac." Harm tried to ignore the look of shock Sturgis was wearing.

"I have to agree. I need to get going, Frank is waiting." Trish hit the elevator button on the wall.

Harm stared at his mother. "Mom, I want to finish this."

"Not now, Harm," Trish said as the elevator door opened. She walked in the elevator. "I'll call you later. Sturgis, it was nice seeing you again." She didn't say anything to Mac because the door closed.

Harm rolled his eyes and looked at Mac as she quickly commanded, "Both of you, my office, now."

The three of them walked through the bullpen, only receiving a few looks of concern and confusion. However, since the majority of the staff was at lunch or in meeting no one knew what had happened. They got into Mac's office and she closed the door behind them. As soon as the door was closed Sturgis looked at them. "What the hell was that?"

"World War Three," Mac sighed.

Harm took Mac's hand and held onto it. "I didn't know she would stop by."

"I know."

Sturgis looked at the two of them. "Let me ask that question again. What the hell was that?"

Mac and Harm laughed slightly. "How about you join us for lunch and we'll tell you the story?"

"Does this story include why the two of you are holding hands?" Sturgis asked.

"Yes, it will, but it will also explain this." Harm leaned down and gave Mac a light lingering kiss on the lips. When he straightened back up he had to laugh at Sturgis' face of surprise. "That's not a good look on you, buddy."

"Where are we going for lunch?" Sturgis sighed.

"Lenny's," Mac said with mild amusement of Sturgis.

End Part 5