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: G… there's nothing in this not for kids
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 16
Go the Distance
Mac and Harm
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I have often dreamed
Of a far off place
Where a hero's welcome
Will be waiting for me
Where the crowds will cheer
When they see my face
And a voice keeps saying
This is where I'm meant to be
Time passed and Harm and Mac only drew closer. Neither could remember a time when they'd had such an easy-going relationship. They challenged each other when faced in court and found themselves finishing case research in half of the time they would have before Harm left for flying. Neither had to ask the questions the other giving the answer before the question had fully processed.
I am on my way
I can go the distance
I will find my way
If I can be strong
I know every mile
Will be worth my while
When I go the distance
I'll be right where I belong
"Dinner?" Harm asked, stepping out of the Admiral's office. Mac rolled her eyes with a large grin.
"Anything but Chinese," she answered, "and if you bring chocolate I will love you forever."
"Chocolate it is. Any particular type?" he inquired stopping in her doorway. Mac shook her head, and Harm smiled. An entire conversation had taken place in that glance.
"Sarah, are you busy tonight? I can get tickets to a show…" Mic stood in the doorway as well. Mac looked at him apologetically.
"I can't. Rain check?" Mac had asked for a rain check every time and had made good on all of them.
"Always," Mic replied with a smile he reserved just for her. Mac returned the smile, though he noticed it didn't reach her eyes. The Australian left and Harm closed the door intending on having a deeper conversation about Mic Brumby.
"Hey, you can go if you want. The case can wait," he began.
"Its not just the case, Harm. I know it can wait but I also want to spend time with my best friend," she replied. Harm grinned.
"Then we'll skipi the file and we'll do dinner instead. I know this cute family restaurant that I'm pretty sure you'd like." Mac agreed whole-heartedly and the next thing they knew, the case had been forgotten and edited out of most of the night's festivities.
I am on the road
To embrace my fate
And though the road may wander
I will lead me near you
And the thousand years
Will be worth the wait
It may take a lifetime
But somehow I'll see it through
Harm dropped by her house at 1800 to go. When she opened the door he froze. What the woman did to a regular pair of jeans should have been illegal. It was a worn pair, one that fit her like a glove, matched with a figure hugging, but not tight, light blue three-quarter-length top. He admired her dressed down look, it meant, in a way, she felt comfortable around him.
"My, my, Marine," he finally said when his brain kicked in. She grinned at him and they left. The restaurant he drove to was a quaint little place, brightly lit and colourfully decorated.
"Thanks for doing this, Harm," Mac said seriously. Harm only smiled, taking her hand and tugging her along to the table.
"Now, we need to make a deal, Marine," he said, upon sitting down. Mac raised her eyebrow in question.
"No shop talk over dinner, agreed? If you want when we're done we'll go and work on it but not over dinner."
"Consider it a deal, Flyboy," she answered with a firm nod.
And I'll walk the path
I can go the distance
And I'll stay on top
No, I won't accept defeat
It's an uphill slope
But I'll wander slow
If I go the distance
And my journey is for peace
Instead they talked about anything and everything else including her relationship with Brumby. She voiced her frustration with the man and his constant badgering attention.
"Don't get me wrong, he's a nice man, and a good man… just probably not for me," she said over their salad course.
"You keep asking for rain checks, Mac. I'm sure he expects something," Harm pointed out. Mac sighed, jabbing her fork into her salad more forcefully.
"You're going to have to tell him sometime, Marine," he advised softly. She nodded.
"But enough sad talk. I saw our godson yesterday…" And neatly the subject was changed.
Like a shooting star
I will go the distance
I will search the world
I will face its heart
I don't care how far
I can go the distance
'Till I find my hero's welcome
Waiting in your arms
Now I'm running around for the next month so I might not have an update until September but when I update, trust me it'll be a long one. I'll still write while I'm away but they won't be posted until I get back. My apologies!
Song: Go the Distance from Hercules… as in the movie
Kavi Leighanna