The Impact of Songs

By: mngurlstuckinva

Chapter 3: Unknown

Disclaimer: I do not own JAG, even though I wish I did. Nor do I own the song Unknown, that belongs to Chely Wright. That song just sounds too much like me.

Author's Note: If you read this, first of all, please, please, please review it. And second you'll have to bear with me. I love writing, but I'm extremely slow at it (I get distracted too easily). At some point this will be a 3-4 chapter story. As you can already see, this is the third chapter. This time it's back to Mac. I hope you all like it, and please review! Now, let's get on with the story!

Finally at 10:30 that night Mac decided to make herself something to eat. While she was making her roast beef sandwich she hit the play button on the little boom box she had in her kitchen.

She instantly knew the song, and instantly regretted playing it, but she knew that she couldn't turn one of her favorite songs off. So she quietly listened to the song Unknown, by Chely Wright play.

Fire and rain is my favorite song

I've still never heard that song, but I have a feeling that I'd like it.

I say a prayer at 11:11

Ever since I was 5 I've said a prayer at 11:11. I always thought that it was a magical time. A time when God looks down on us a little bit harder.

I could watch old movies all night long

I've actually done that before. I absolutely love old movies, though I'd never admit it if anyone asked.

I'm not sure about hell but I know there's a heaven

Without heaven what do we have to look forward to later? Where would we see our loved ones again?

Sometimes I feel so alone it scares me

That happens more times than I'd like to think about; every time I wake up in the middle of the night, and every morning when I get up with no one there but me.

I talk in my sleep but there's no one to hear me

I've been told by Harm too many times that I talk in my sleep, I just hope I haven't said anything that I'll regret later.

Unknown

I don't want to be unknown

The little things that make me who I am

I need to share

I need to know that someone cares

I do know that someone cares, I just wish that he'd show it more. Sometimes it feels like he's not even there. Do I really know that he cares, or is it all just an act?

That I drink coffee black

Okay, so I don't drink my coffee black, no one's perfect.

That I sing when I drive

Now come on, who doesn't sing when they drive. I sure as hell do.

That I sleep with the TV on

I can't sleep without the TV on. I truly scare myself without it.

More than anything

I don't want to be unknown

I've always been unknown, and it feels like I always will be. I need someone here with me.

I love September when leaves turn gold

September is the most beautiful time of the year. Especially out here in DC, all of the trees changing colors. I wish that I could keep those colors forever.

I get nervous in crowded places

You'd never know it by how I act but it's true. I'm always nervous around crowds.

Someday I want to see San Francisco

I've already been to San Francisco before, but I wouldn't mind going again.

I'm bad with names, but remember faces

There's one name, and face that I'll never forget. Harm's face will never get out of my head.

I need more than a kiss, more than a lover

I'm a world that's just waiting to be discovered

I'm seriously hoping that someday he'll want do discover me. I just don't know how long to wait.

Unknown

I don't want to be unknown

The little things that make me who I am

I need to share

I need to know that someone cares

There's little things that make up everyone. Someday I hope to learn Harm's.

That I write down my dreams

Dreams are what your subconscious is trying to tell you that you want to happen. So I figure I'll learn myself better by writing them down.

That I love when it rains

I love rain. If I could I'd sit outside all day and read when it's raining.

I burn candles when I'm alone

It seems lately that there's always a candle burning around here.

More than anything

I don't want to be unknown

More than anything

No one wants to be unknown

No one wants to be unknown! If everyone would just learn that how much easier would it be for everyone else?

When the song ended she turned the boom box off and heard a quiet knock on the door. She went to it and opened it slowly, revealing who was on the other side.

Author's Note: I hope you all like it so far and keep reading. PLEASE, Please, please review. I haven't decided if the next chapter will be the last or not. It all depends on if I can find another song that works. Thank you to maidenpride21 for correcting me on some things. And a special thanks to Beach chickJASSNL for reviewing every chapter so far. Thank you two so much.