A Gift of Song
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.
Rating:
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 major moments in the lives of Mac and Harm will be.
Author's Notes: 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!
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Major Sarah Mackenzie was nervous standing in front of the White House Rose Garden. Here she was, out of law school and headed into the JAG corps. Admiral AJ Chegwidden was walking towards her with two other naval officers.
"Ah, Major! Lieutenant Commander Rabb, meet Major Mackenzie, your new partner."
"Mac," she said holding out her arm. There was a pause as he looked her over.
Look at me
You may think you see
Who I really am
But you'll never know me
Every day
Its as if I play a part
He realized he was staring and quickly grasped her hand before she pulled it away completely.
"Harm," he replied flashing her one of his heart stopping smiles.
"You two know each other?" the Admiral asked.
"No," Mac answered.
"Yes," Harm replied simultaneously. Then, registering what he said, corrected:
"Oh, I'm sorry Major. Course I don't know you. I just had a moment of déjà vu."
"Must be the uniform," she said with a small smile.
"No, actually, she was Navy."
If I wear a mask
I can fool the world
But I cannot fool myself.
"We have 33 minutes, Commander. Make it snappy." Harm glanced down at his watch.
"How do you do that?"
"I have great timing," Mac responded sarcastically.
"So you're not going to tell me."
"That would be correct, Commander. Lets get going."
Staring straight back at me?
When will my reflection show
In a world where I
Have to hide my heart
And what I believe in
But somehow
I will show the world
What's inside my heart?
And be loved for who I am
They were driving down a road, toward Red Rock Mesa and he was trying his absolute best to get her to talk to him. As of yet he'd had no luck. He flashed her yet another of his grins.
"That's a very nice smile, and I'm sure most of the time it gets you what you want, but I don't know you Commander, so if you don't mind, I'll keep my personal reasons to myself," she snapped, her arms gripped the steering wheel.
Who is that girl I see
Staring straight back at me?
Why is my reflection
Some one I don't know?
Must I pretend that I'm
Some one else for all time?
When will my reflection show
Who I am inside?
"Colonel O'Hara's your uncle."
"We covered this Commander. We're not going to dig it up again, am I clear?" She pulled into a patch of dirt by a large rock.
"Who did you bring along, Sarah?" Colonel O'Hara stood in front of him since he'd exited the car. He spun to face Mac. She held a gun in both of her hands, ready to shoot him.
It was some time later when the three of them moved to find any trail of dinosaurs they could. They'd ventured up one of the numerous cliffs. Colonel Matthew O'Hara crouched down in the sand, explaining to Harm, and a quasi-eavesdropping Mac.
"Colonel, I'll take on your case… as long as you return the Declaration of Independence without fuss."
"Where did you find this sailor, Sarah?" Colonel O'Hara asked.
"In a rose garden, Uncle Matt."
Free to fly
That burns with a need to know
The reason why.
Mac was at home, going over the case, going over what had happened in this day. She had a life ahead of her, without her parents, without the things she had suffered as a child. And regardless of how many times she'd told him that he didn't affect her, Harm affected her more than she would ever admit. Ever.
What we think
How we feel?
Must there be a secret me
I'm forced to hide?
Looking back on his latest case, he realized that as much as he missed Meg, Mac was a better replacement than he could have ever imagined. She did look like Diane but he was sure that wouldn't pose that muich of a problem. She was feisty and he liked that in her. Mac was a challenge. A puzzle he was determined to solve.
So maybe giving up flying wasn't so bad after all. He thought to himself. After all, if he hadn't lost flying and joined in with JAG he would have never met Mac, or any of the other members of the corps. He would forever remember his first case with Major Sarah Mackenzie.
I won't pretend that I'm
Someone else for all time
When will my reflection show
Who I am inside?
When will my reflection show
Who I am inside?
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Sorry this took so long. I got sidetracked with other things then I was working at camp… okay okay enough excuses. The song is Reflections from Mulan sung by Christina Aguilera.
Hope you enjoyed more than I forced out writing this.
Kavi Leighanna