Thanks for the feedback :) I will try to post a new part everyday!

A/N: For the sake of my story, AJ never retired and is still JAG, though the rest of the story is set in season 10. Also, the "Harm on the couch watching" will be shown in ( ) so not to confuse.

PART 3

It gave Harm a strange feeling to watch his life in the third person. He saw himself enter the bullpen as he arrived at work.

He exchanged the usual morning greetings with the JAG staff. Mac walked by him on the way to her office.

"Good morning, Colonel." Harm said and smiled at her.

"Good morning, Commander." Mac answered back with a weak smile. She continued on into her office and shut the door.

Harm excused himself from his co-workers, and headed to Mac's office.

Harm knocked once on Mac's door, then opened it and went in.

("What am I doing!" He wondered)

Mac was setting her papers down on her desk, and looked up annoyed at him.

"Something I can help you with Commander? Because I have to be in court in an hour and have a lot of work to do." With that Mac walked around her desk and sat down, staring at him awaiting an answer.

Harm did not appear to be shaken by her annoyance with him. He walked over in front of her desk, with his arms crossed across his chest, "I was wondering if you would like to have dinner with me tonight? I thought maybe you could come over to my place to eat, and I could run some questions by you on the Manning Case I am working on."

Mac's expression softened some, "I would Harm, but I promised Harriet I would stop by after work for a while and exchange some adult conversation with her."

Harm started backing away from her desk, "Alright, Mac, maybe some other time." He turned to walk out the door and as he was leaving his hand caught the door frame. He peeked back in and said, "By the way, good luck in court today."

"Uh, thanks." Mac replied. Harm shut the door behind him, heading to his own office.

("She shot you down again, buddy." Harm said to himself. "But I do admire you. The way things have been lately I wouldn't have even gone in there and asked her to dinner...hm...maybe that is how its done.")

Harm sat at his desk, obviously lost in thought. He grabbed a pen and began twirling it around his fingers. Then he sat up straight and smiled. "That's what I'll do!"

("Oh no, do what?" Harm questioned what his alternate self was up to.)

He opened his desk drawer, pulled out a Chinese take out menu, and dialed the number on it. He pre-ordered a lunch to pick up. Seeming satisfied he went to work on his case papers.

Time flashed ahead a few hours to lunch time. Harm was returning to JAG with the lunch he had ordered earlier. He sat down at his desk and wrote a small note. "You cannot make dinner, but I bought you lunch. Enjoy, Harm."

("What am I crazy!? She is just going to throw it at me and tell me not to do stuff for her!" Harm rolled his eyes.)

Harm went to Mac's office, she was still in court, and placed the lunch and note on her desk.

He was returning to his own office when he was called into a meeting with the Admiral.

Mac exited the courtroom, looking none too happy. She walked directly to her office and closed the door. She was surprised to see lunch sitting on her desk. She read the note, and broke out into a genuine smile. "Harm...", she said quietly and shook her head at his unusual thoughtfulness.

("Wow!! I cannot believe I just witnessed a genuine smile out of Mac! It has been so long since I have seen one, I forgot just how beautiful that smile is. Way to go! I am impressed with what I just did. Maybe this is going to help me after all!")

Flash to the end of the day at JAG. Harm was locking his office up when Mac walked by on her way out.

"Harm, I just wanted to say thank you for the lunch today. It was very thoughtful of you. I did enjoy it." She seemed to shyly smile at him, not showing him the big smile she allowed herself to have alone in her office earlier.

Harm flashed her a smile back and said, "You are welcome, Mac."

Then the TV went black. Harm sat there absorbing all he had just witnessed. He reached for the controller and turned the TV back on. It was back to regular television now.

He leaned back on the couch and threw his legs out in front of him, sighing heavily.

He thought to himself," Well, if I am not nuts, then this was already a learning experience for me. I think I will try that approach at work tomorrow and see how well it applies to real life with Mac. If this is a 'could be' then I am beginning to like the 'could be'."

Harm shut the TV off, and headed into bed. This had a been a huge day, life changing day for him, and he was asleep as soon as he hit the pillows.