Summary: From beginning to end in song. Mac and Harm's past, present and future accompanied by various artists.
Pairing: Um… duh! Mac/Harm
Distribution: If you want it, take it but please warn me and tell me where its going (hhakahyperhappyhotmail.com)
Rating: PG
Disclaimer: I swear I don't own the people you recognize. I only like to play around with them and make things go my way. DPB owns them along with Paramount and CBS.
Spoilers: Just about everything basically. Some of the cases won't be covered, of course but a lot of the major moments in the lives of Mac and Harm will be.
Author's Note: I'm doing my research for this one but there's no guarantee that I'll get everything right. Please correct me if I make a mistake. Thanks!
Not all of the lyrics suit the particular chapter but the majority sends the same message.
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Harm
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Staring at a son that she just can't touch
If at any time he's in a jam
She'll be by his side
But he doesn't realize it hurts her so much
But all the praying just ain't helping
At all 'cause he can't seem to keep
His self out of trouble
So he goes out and he makes his money
The best way he knows how
Another body laying cold in the gutter
Listen to me
1985
Trish watched her son ascend that stage in Navy uniform, following his father's footsteps and though she had wanted him to be his own person, she had to be proud. Her husband Frank, whom she'd married after the news of Harm Senior's death, sat beside her at the Naval Academy in Annapolis, beaming as if Harm Junior was his own son. Harm would report to Pensacola's flight school and go on to fly F-14s and Tomcats, just like his father.
Don't go chasing waterfalls
Please stick to the rivers and the lakes
That you're used to
I know that you're gonna have it your way
Or nothing at all
But I think you're moving too fast.
1991
His dreams were ruined, he couldn't fly, not after he'd killed his RIO. That was also when the doctors diagnosed him with his night blindness and his dreams were shattered for the second time. Who would take a washed up fighter pilot?
"Hey Hammer?" It was Elizabeth Hawkes, Skates. She'd flown with him on a couple of occasions and was looking down at him from where she stood over his bed in Sick Bay.
"Skates," he said, some genuine happiness creeping into his voice. He was glad to see her.
"You can't beat yourself up over this, huh? You've got to get everything back. Just because you don't have flying doesn't mean that there's nothing left for you."
"What am I supposed to do?"
"Go to law school, see if you can get into the JAG Corps. Then you're still Navy and we may see you from time to time." He smiled at her optimism.
"Come on, Skates…"
"I'm serious, Rabb." And he knew she was. She never called him Rabb unless she was deadly serious or really pissed off at him. He couldn't understand how she'd be pissed and so, by process of elimination…
Little precious has a natural obsession
For temptation but he just can't see
She gives him living that his body can't handle
But all he can say is baby it's good to me
One day he goes and takes a glimpse
In the mirror
But he doesn't recognize his own face
His health is fading and he doesn't know why
3 letters took him to his final resting place
Y'all don't hear me
Please stick to the rivers and the lakes that you're used to
I know that you're gonna have it your way
Or nothing at all
But I think you're moving too fast
1996
She was dead. Completely dead with blood running down her front from the gunshot and him crying over her greying body. Diane had been killed and Harm was going to lose it. They'd had so much potential, been such incredible friends along with significant others. Then she'd been shot.
He'd done as Skates had suggested and gone to law school. He had gotten a job with the JAG Corps and was in DC now, all the time. He saw Diane often, they talked, dated and had a good time, but he wasn't ready… he hadn't even considered… he'd lost her.
You're cursed Rabb… everyone, everything, you love always disappears. He thought to himself as he carefully cradled her body, waiting for the police and ambulances to arrive to finally proclaim her dead. Then there would be a coroner's report and an NCIS and JAG investigation… he kept thinking along that… then into flight physics and the UCMJ… anything to get his mind off of the fact that Diane was dead.
And his heart broke again.
I seen a rainbow yesterday
But too many storms have come and gone
Leavin' a trace of not one God-given ray
Is it because my life is ten shades of grey?
I pray all ten fade away
Seldom praise him for the sunny days
And like His promise is true
Only my faith can undo
The many chances I blew
To bring my life to anew
Clear blue and unconditional skies
Have dried the tears from my eyes
No more lonely cries
My only bleedin' hope
Is for the fold who can't cope
Wit such an endurin' pain
That it keeps 'em in the pourin' rain
Who's to blam
For tootin' cane in your own vein
What a shame
You shoot and aim for some one else's brain
You claim the insane
And name the day and time
For fallin' prey to crime
I say the system got you victim to your own mind
He would find the bastard that did this to her and he would kill them in the most painful way he knew how. He knew he wouldn't be involved in the investigation, especially since he had such a close relationship with the victim, but he'd stay in the loop. He'd find him and he'd kill him in cold blood, hot blood, it didn't matter. Justice would be served.
Dreams are hopeless aspirations
In hopes of comin' true
Believe in yourself
The rest is up to me and you
"Mac."
"Harm."
Please stick to the rivers and the lakes
That you're used to
I know that you're gonna have it your way
Or nothing at all
But I think you're moving too fast.
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One more of these and even so it has both Harm and Mac in it so that should be okay… I know I'm working kinda slow but it'll come I promise!
Waterfalls is TLC
Kavi Leighanna