A/N- this is something I have to say...I wrote this story to please me and I hope it pleases you as well...some of you may not like the way I take it and that is ok....plus it is a shippery story....in my humble opinion....but it may not be to you.....this is just so I don't get anyone's hopes up.

-JAG HQ- 1200

It had been three days since Harm had talked to Mac, since then he had talked to Mattie, who was extremely upset and hurt, but at least she hadn't run away from him. He tried to talk to Mac, but she refused to speak with him. He only had four days to settle everything. Mattie would be staying with Jen and they would help to look in on his apartment. He carried a box of his stuff to his car. The longest he would be deployed would be a year at the max and then he would have a break, and possibly go back after that. Harm began to think about how much he truly loved Mac, and how he would have given anything to not go, but unfortunately he had no say in the matter. His country needed him and he would serve it with pride.

-1700-

Harm had decided to try once more to settle things between him and Mac; he just couldn't go away with all of the hostility still between them. She was on her way out to her car when he grabbed her arm. She turned and looked at him with no emotion in her dark brown eyes.

"Mac, I know you are feeling hurt, angry, betrayed, everything." he took a deep breath. "Listen, all I wanted to ask was if you wanted to have dinner Friday night? It's my last night in town. It would be just you and me, no one else." he stared hopefully in her eyes.

Oh how she wanted to say yes to him, but she just couldn't. She couldn't say goodbye to him again it would kill her. "No Harm. I can't say goodbye to you again." She was determined to stay in control of her emotions this time; he had already seen her loose it because of him. He wouldn't see it again. When she was emotional she was vulnerable and it always seemed like people would always come by and kick her when she was down.

He gently touched her shoulder "Not to say goodbye. We can just have dinner like 'old times' like we meant to the other night."

Old times, how much she missed those "old times". The quiet dinners, harmless banter, just being friends. She decided that she should go, because what if it really did end up becoming her goodbye to him. "Okay, where?"

He smiled "John Louie. I'll pick you up at 1900." he leaned over and gave her a quick kiss on the forehead and then ran to his car before she could say something.

Mac stood there in shock. 'What just happened?' she thought. It began to rain, which broke her out of her trance and she climbed into her car and drove home.

-John Louie- 1930

Harm and Mac were escorted to a table in a very quiet corner of the restaurant. After Harm helped Mac with her chair he sat himself. He just stared at her. 'She's so beautiful. Well tell her you idiot!' he began to tell himself. "Sarah, you look wonderful tonight."

Mac blushed, not at the compliment, but at the sound of her name from him. He always managed to say it so sweetly and lovingly. "Thank you."

They sat and ate dinner just chatting about this and that, nothing serious. They were having a wonderful time just being old friends, nothing else. There was a dance floor and a few couples were dancing. Harm got up and went over to the D.J. and requested a song. He walked back over to the table and stuck out his hand to Mac.

"Will you dance with me?" he looked lovingly in her eyes. She smiled and gave him her hand. They walked onto the dance floor.

"Ladies and gentlemen we have a request for a song." the music began to fill the room. "This song goes out to a Miss Sarah Mackenzie." Mac looked up at Harm.

"Sarah, I never quite knew how to tell you this so I heard the song, and knew it was perfect. Just listen."

You used to say, you wanted someone to know you inside out.

As I look back on things, well congratulations baby,

Somebody knows you now.

All of this time you wished that you could figure yourself out.

You say you're still a mystery, well no, not really, not to me.

Somebody knows you now.

I got a hundred bucks that says your hairs up in a clip.

Your socks don't quite match and your biting you lip.

I can finish your thoughts, and pick the right restaurants,

Even order for you before you sit down.

Yeah, somebody knows you now.

So no matter where your path leads,

Remember me somehow.

And feel a little warm inside, knowing that somewhere tonight,

Somebody knows you now.

Baby all you mystery,

Like me and you is history,

Cause somebody knows you now.

The music faded away and Mac looked up into Harm's face with tears on her cheeks. He quickly wiped them away. "Mac..."

"Don't call me that. Not now."

"Sarah," she smiled "all I wanted to say is that I care about you, and will always be here for you."

She placed her hand on his face. "I know." she whispered. "Come on Commander we better get you home. You have a have a train and a plane to catch tomorrow." she smiled sadly.

-Mac's apartment-

They had driven in silence to her apartment. She unlocked the door and turned to face him. "I guess this is goodbye." she said with sadness etched in her face.

"Aren't you coming to the train station?" he asked in a hurt tone.

"No, I don't think I can. Goodbye Harm. Be safe." With that she went in and shut the door. She slid down the door and began to sob. He stood in shock. This was yet another wrong parting between them. He walked solemnly out to his car. He just hoped she found the note that he had slipped into her coat pocket, before he left.

Mac sat and cried for a while finally she decided she wanted some tea. She stood and went to wash her face, hoping that maybe as she washed she could wash away the sadness as well.

A/N- the song is sung by Brad Paisley and it is on the cd Mud on the Tires...please review...and hope you enjoyed