"He said you'd been partners for almost seven years before you got
together. Sounds like a long time." Meg said.
"Yeah, well Harm and I were the king and queen of miscommunication. We could never get our timing right."
"Sounds like there are some interesting stories there."
"Yeah and some as frustrating as hell. Whenever one of us was getting to a point where we'd do something about it, the other was involved with someone else. For Harm, there was Annie and Jordan and the video princess Renee to name a few."
"Sounds like you weren't there biggest fans."
"I liked Annie, but I think Harm was with her more because of Josh."
"I meet her she was a nice woman." Meg recalled an investigation into Luke Pendry's death.
"She is, but as much as Harm wanted it to work it wouldn't have, Annie couldn't let go of Luke and Harm taking Josh off for the day without telling her and getting him involved in a hostage situation was too much for her." Mac elaborated.
"Yeah, I think I'd have a problem with that too. What about Jordan?"
"Jordan was a psychiatrist. They were together until Harm went back to flying his tomcats. She didn't like the long distance or the fact that Harm hadn't discussed with her the fact that he was going to do it. She died though a few years ago." Mac hesitated.
"And?" Meg prompted.
"Jordan told me once she believed she and Harm would only be together until I decided I wanted him."
"Ouch."
"Yeah. Then there was Renee. She produced the Navy recruitment commercial Harm was in. They were together for a year there abouts. But her father died and she went home and fell back in love with the mortician Cyrus something. They're happily married now."
"That's a new one being dumped for a mortician."
"Yeah. My love life wasn't much better. Dalton was killed by an insane police detective who was stalking me, Chris my husband died, I almost married Mic."
"You were married before?"
"I was eighteen and an alcoholic wasn't the best decision I made."
"And Mic?"
"Harm left to go flying and Mic and I got closer. He was persistent and he said he loved me. We ended up in Sydney where Mic was from, Harm really didn't like him, but I tried to talk to Harm we were on a different continent, but he couldn't let go and admit what he felt. A couple days Mic proposed."
"How close to the wedding did you get?" Meg asked.
"The rehearsal dinner the night before."
"Harm came to his senses and asked you not to marry him?" Meg questioned.
"No he crashed his tomcat into the middle of the ocean and had to eject so he was floating around in the middle of a storm."
"I heard about that I didn't realise it was then. Search and Rescue did well to find him in the swells."
"It helped that I told them where to look, they'd flown over the area a couple of times already."
"You told them?" Meg said confused.
"I know it's going to sound strange, and it sure as hell freaks the Admiral out more than my ability to always tell the time accurately, but I get this psychic connection when people I love are in trouble and pain. I knew exactly where Harm was, like he was calling out to me, just like I knew exactly where my little Sister Chloe was when she was missing." Mac explained.
"Wow that definitely is some connection."
"Yeah, I guess love is a strong emotion. I loved Harm since the day I meet him, not that I ever admitted it to anyone except Sturgis, and that was only by accident. Harm wasn't ready to hear it however many times we'd started that conversation we never finished. But whatever happened I still had my best friend."
"So what happened?"
"He forgot my birthday and blew me off." Mac smiled at the memory.
"He forgot your birthday?"
"Yes and however childish it was of me I stopped talking to him. He sent Sturgis to run recon, but it was the Admiral who managed to make him realise what he'd done. So Harm being Harm, arranged something to make it up to me, despite our conversation about never saying you were sorry. Because if you you've done something you need to be sorry about, you probably shouldn't have done it in the first place."
"What did he do?"
"He took me to visit Grams for the weekend. Half way there he had a UPS van deliver me roses from the White House Rose Garden where we and got married, rose jewellery and my personal favourite a Beltway burger. You really can't be mad at someone who has your favourite food delivered to the middle of no where as an apology. That weekend he told me he loved me, we've been together ever since."
"Abigail's going to love hearing that story when she grows up." Meg said as Abi started to whimper.
"Speaking of Miss Rabb, I should get her fed, bathed and into bed."
"Did you want me to make something for dinner?" Meg offered.
"No, call for pizza, the menu is in the drawer by the phone. Money is in the junk food fund which is in a jar which says coffee on the second shelf down on the kitchen cabinet."
"You have a junk food fund?" Meg asked with amusement.
"Mr Health kick has a problem with how much junk I eat so we put money in the pot at the beginning of the month, once it's gone no more ordering take out we have to cook. Fortunately one of us has been home for the last eight weeks so we've pretty much cooked."
"Any preferences?" Meg asked.
"No I'm easy." She unstrapped Abi from her chair. "I'll be back."
TBC
"Yeah, well Harm and I were the king and queen of miscommunication. We could never get our timing right."
"Sounds like there are some interesting stories there."
"Yeah and some as frustrating as hell. Whenever one of us was getting to a point where we'd do something about it, the other was involved with someone else. For Harm, there was Annie and Jordan and the video princess Renee to name a few."
"Sounds like you weren't there biggest fans."
"I liked Annie, but I think Harm was with her more because of Josh."
"I meet her she was a nice woman." Meg recalled an investigation into Luke Pendry's death.
"She is, but as much as Harm wanted it to work it wouldn't have, Annie couldn't let go of Luke and Harm taking Josh off for the day without telling her and getting him involved in a hostage situation was too much for her." Mac elaborated.
"Yeah, I think I'd have a problem with that too. What about Jordan?"
"Jordan was a psychiatrist. They were together until Harm went back to flying his tomcats. She didn't like the long distance or the fact that Harm hadn't discussed with her the fact that he was going to do it. She died though a few years ago." Mac hesitated.
"And?" Meg prompted.
"Jordan told me once she believed she and Harm would only be together until I decided I wanted him."
"Ouch."
"Yeah. Then there was Renee. She produced the Navy recruitment commercial Harm was in. They were together for a year there abouts. But her father died and she went home and fell back in love with the mortician Cyrus something. They're happily married now."
"That's a new one being dumped for a mortician."
"Yeah. My love life wasn't much better. Dalton was killed by an insane police detective who was stalking me, Chris my husband died, I almost married Mic."
"You were married before?"
"I was eighteen and an alcoholic wasn't the best decision I made."
"And Mic?"
"Harm left to go flying and Mic and I got closer. He was persistent and he said he loved me. We ended up in Sydney where Mic was from, Harm really didn't like him, but I tried to talk to Harm we were on a different continent, but he couldn't let go and admit what he felt. A couple days Mic proposed."
"How close to the wedding did you get?" Meg asked.
"The rehearsal dinner the night before."
"Harm came to his senses and asked you not to marry him?" Meg questioned.
"No he crashed his tomcat into the middle of the ocean and had to eject so he was floating around in the middle of a storm."
"I heard about that I didn't realise it was then. Search and Rescue did well to find him in the swells."
"It helped that I told them where to look, they'd flown over the area a couple of times already."
"You told them?" Meg said confused.
"I know it's going to sound strange, and it sure as hell freaks the Admiral out more than my ability to always tell the time accurately, but I get this psychic connection when people I love are in trouble and pain. I knew exactly where Harm was, like he was calling out to me, just like I knew exactly where my little Sister Chloe was when she was missing." Mac explained.
"Wow that definitely is some connection."
"Yeah, I guess love is a strong emotion. I loved Harm since the day I meet him, not that I ever admitted it to anyone except Sturgis, and that was only by accident. Harm wasn't ready to hear it however many times we'd started that conversation we never finished. But whatever happened I still had my best friend."
"So what happened?"
"He forgot my birthday and blew me off." Mac smiled at the memory.
"He forgot your birthday?"
"Yes and however childish it was of me I stopped talking to him. He sent Sturgis to run recon, but it was the Admiral who managed to make him realise what he'd done. So Harm being Harm, arranged something to make it up to me, despite our conversation about never saying you were sorry. Because if you you've done something you need to be sorry about, you probably shouldn't have done it in the first place."
"What did he do?"
"He took me to visit Grams for the weekend. Half way there he had a UPS van deliver me roses from the White House Rose Garden where we and got married, rose jewellery and my personal favourite a Beltway burger. You really can't be mad at someone who has your favourite food delivered to the middle of no where as an apology. That weekend he told me he loved me, we've been together ever since."
"Abigail's going to love hearing that story when she grows up." Meg said as Abi started to whimper.
"Speaking of Miss Rabb, I should get her fed, bathed and into bed."
"Did you want me to make something for dinner?" Meg offered.
"No, call for pizza, the menu is in the drawer by the phone. Money is in the junk food fund which is in a jar which says coffee on the second shelf down on the kitchen cabinet."
"You have a junk food fund?" Meg asked with amusement.
"Mr Health kick has a problem with how much junk I eat so we put money in the pot at the beginning of the month, once it's gone no more ordering take out we have to cook. Fortunately one of us has been home for the last eight weeks so we've pretty much cooked."
"Any preferences?" Meg asked.
"No I'm easy." She unstrapped Abi from her chair. "I'll be back."
TBC
