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: PG with a lot of tears

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! Also, I'm about to get into the AU stuff. I originally was only going to follow but I changed my mind because I'm highly against the Brumby/Mac thing. Therefore, I'm skipping over that whole thing eventually.

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Chapter 13

E-mail My Heart

Mac

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Its been hours seems like days

Since you went away

And all I do is check the screen

To see if you're okay

You don't answer when I phone

Guess you wanna be left alone

So I'm sending you my heart my soul

And this is what I'll say

Mac pulled up her e-mail box when she got home from an impossibly rough day at work. 4 months had passed since Mac and Harm had their heartbreaking goodbye and though she would never admit it to anyone, least of all herself, she missed him terribly. So when his e-mail popped up, her pulse jumped.

I'm sorry oh so sorry

Can't you give me

One more chance

To make it up to you

To: sarah.mackenzie(at)jag.gov

From: Harm

Subject: Full congratulations!

Hey Mac,

I'm sorry I haven't been able to get back to you since you last e-mailed. My flight schedule ended up going haywire. It's nice to know that the office is still in one piece and congrats on your promotion. And to think… you now outrank me! Lieutenant colonel Sarah MacKenzie.

On a more personal level, I'm damn proud of you, Marine. You've worked hard to get where you are and for what it's worse, I miss you like crazy. I hope you're doing okay and that you're having fun without me. I'll be back before you know it, Ninja-girl.

Your friend,

Harm

E-mail my heart

And say our love will never die

I know you're out there

And I know that you still care

E-mail me back and say our love will stay alive

Forever… e-mail my heart

Mac smiled, tears springing to her eyes as she hit the reply button and began typing.

"Mac, about that plea bargain…" Mic Brumby poked his head into the room. Mac quickly minimized the window and turned to business.

I can see you in my mind

Coming on the line

And opening this letter

That I've sent a hundred times

Here's a picture of us two

I look so good on you

And can't you please forgive me

For the hurt I put you through

Harm was lying on his bunk looking at a picture of him and Mac at one of their numerous parties. In this case, it was just after AJ's bringing home party.

"Hey, Hammer, what's with the goofy grin?" Keeter asked, settling himself across from Harm's bunk. His RIO, Elizabeth Hawkes, Skates to pilotes, settled herself on the ground. Harm shrugged.

"Nothing," he replied, tucking the picture under his pillow.

"Sure, Harm, and I'm becoming an admiral tomorrow," Skates answered with a roll of her eyes.

"Congrats!" Harm replied, "I'm going to check my e-mail before I have to go up." Not bothering to take the picture, Harm exited the room. Keeter make sure Harm was gone before attacking Harm's pillow and withdrawing the worn, glossy paper.

"Mac," he said showing the picture to Skates. "Mac's the goofy grin."

I'm sorry, Oh so sorry

Can't you give me

One more chance

To make it up to you

Harm had been anxious to see if Mac had replied but vowed to give her two days to reply. He pulled up his e-mail box quickly. There it was.

To: Harm

From: sarah.mackenzie(at)jag.gov

Subject: Personal effect

Hey Flyboy,

I hope you're still in one piece and you haven't put a $14 million Tomcat in the ocean. Though having said that, I'm sure Skates and Keeter are taking good care of you. Whack Keeter for me, huh?

JAG is a mess without you! Commander Brumby is almost as bad as you are when it comes to destroying property! Key word: ALMOST. The Admiral is throwing a fit about one thing or another and I'm starting to feel sorry for Tiner.

Before you get yourself worked into a fit, I'm perfectly fine if slightly overworked. I've been spending a lot of time with Harriet and little AJ. He's grown so much, Harm!

For the record, sailor, I miss you too and I'm counting down the days until you're return.

Love,

Mac.

E-mail my heart

And say our love will never die

I know you're out there

And I know that you still care

E-mail me back and say our love will stay alive

Forever… e-mail my heart

Harm grinned. It was typical Mac, always knowing before he started to flip out what he was thinking. He was glad that she was okay, though worried about her being overworked. He couldn't help but think that he was part of the reason she was working so hard. There was always a bright spot though: he'd be home in less than 2 months. Then he'd see her again.

I'm sorry, oh so sorry

Can't you give me

One more chance

To make it all up to you

Forever… e-mail my heart

I told you this is where it all goes AU. I didn't like the little communication and I hated/hate Brumby. I would be really really mean and knock him out all together but he's not going to get together with Mac. Sorry Mac/Brumby fans but I don't know why you're reading this!

One other thing... I wasn't sure if Harm did his flying on the Seahawk or Patrick Henry... for my own peace of mind it would be nice for someone to help me, but for the story we're going to leave Harm on the Seahawk.

Song is E-mail My Heart by Britney Spears

Kavi Leighanna