Chapter 3- Where Did We Go Wrong?
Disclaimer: I Don't Own JAG
About the Hawaii remark my friend was typing this as I talked on the first chapter and she didn't know where Okinawa was so she just put Hawaii. I apologize, it seems someone got confused off that statement.
And about the sir' thing… force of habit. Sorry.
On we go. (Don't worry I typed this one myself, I was just lazy that day.)
Same Day
1530 Local
"Commander!" The General yells from his office. Sighing Harm stands up and walks over. Standing at attention Harm notices Mac sitting down in one of the chairs in front of the General's desk. "Have a seat, now it's come to my attention that the Colonel feels that she should, or you Commander, be removed from the case due to…."
"Sir?" Harm questions looking over at Mac briefly.
"It seems you two aren't getting along at the moment." The General explains looking from Harm to Mac. "But I think you two can resolve this problem if you both act somewhat mature about the situation."
"I agree sir, I tried to tell—"
"Commander. Shut up." The General says rubbing his fingers against his forehead. "I want both of you to go into one of your offices, or go to someone's house and do something that resembles talking to fix this problem."
"We already tried—"
"Try it again Commander. Dismissed!"
Outside The General's Office"My Apartment, 1800, don't be late." Mac utters walking past Harm.
1758 Local
Mac's Apartment"Mac!" Harm yells knocking on her door.
"Coming." Mac shouts from her bedroom. Walking to the door Mac stops and checks herself in the mirror, then laughs when she realizes what she is doing.
"Mac!"
"Okay, okay." Mac says laughing. Opening the door Mac gives a small smile. "Hey."
"Hey." Harm replies with a soft smile.
"Come in." Mac utters moving out of the doorway.
"Thanks." Harm responds as he walks in.
"Take a seat, I'll be right back I just need to get a sweatshirt on its pretty cold outside." Mac explains as she walks towards her room.
"Sounds good." Harm mumbles sitting down on the couch. While waiting for Mac Harm picks up one of the pictures off her coffee table and smiles. "I remember when this was taken."
"Huh?" Mac inquires walking over and sitting next to harm on the couch.
"A.J's fourth birthday, when Harriet took a picture of me and you trying to smash a balloon between us." Harm explains as he runs his fingers down the cold glass that covered the picture.
"Yeah, that was fun." Mac whispers giving a halfhearted smile as she remembers how they won cause Harm fell on top of her causing the balloon to pop.
"Do you want to go for a walk?" Harm asks watching the snow slowly fall down from the sky.
"It's freezing out there"
"Wear a jacket."
"You don't have a thick one."
"I'll live." Harm shrugs.
"Lets go then."
"Alright. Lets."
"Fine, but were gonna talk while were out there." Mac states standing up.
"Deal." Harm affirms with his flyboy grin.
In The Park On The Path"It's cold." Mac says as she wraps her arms around herself tightly. Harm nods and watches as when Mac talked a small puff of moist air floated off into the night sky.
"Want my jacket?" Harm asks, moving his gaze from the ground to her.
"Then you would freeze." Mac points out. Harm shrugs and stays silent. "We should start talking now."
"Okay."
"Look at me." Mac demands stopping. Harm looks up at her. "Me and you have to work this out whether you want to or not."
"I want to Mac, it's just hard." Harm tries to explain.
"Why is it hard Harm?" Mac asks searching his eyes for some sort of answer.
"Cause..."
"Cause why, 'cause' isn't going to do it for me."
"Cause…cause everything between you and me is hard Mac." Harm expresses loudly. Sighing Mac runs her glove-covered hand down her face.
"Then let's try and fix that." Mac suggests as she rubs her hands together. Harm smiles half-heartedly.
"I'm sorry." Harm says a little above a whisper. Mac smiles and nods.
"It's not that hard to say." Mac replies smirking.
"I mean it." Harm expresses sternly.
"Where did we go wrong?" Mac asks softly.
"I don't know."
"Simple enough."
"Seems that way, but it isn't in so many ways." Harm explains looking up at the snow-filled sky. "What do you want out of life Mac?"
"So many things that are seemly out of reach." Mac responds with a small chuckle. "I guess what I want most is to just have a family."
"You have one, here at JAG." Harm points out looking at her carefully.
"I know, but what I want is when I come home I want my husband to be there waiting for me, and when he sees me I want him to pick me up and wrap me around in his arms, then here my kids playing upstairs or even fighting with each other." Mac says laughing at the end.
"You can have any man you want Mac." Harm clarifies smiling at her.
"Yeah, but it seems I won't get the one I want." Mac says sighing.
"Oh, why is that?" Harm questions turning to face her.
"I don't know, me and him never seem to be able to work things out between us." Mac explains looking up at the stars.
"Try harder." Harm states simply. Mac laughs.
"Not that easy."
"Then let's make it that easy." Harm states softly looking over at her.
"Can we?" Mac questions looking into Harm's eyes.
"I want to at least try."
"I don't want to lose what we have."
"We won't."
"How do you know Harm?" Mac asks pleadingly.
"Listen, I'm just as scared as you are Mac, this is treading on thin ice for me and you, but I want this Sarah." Harm whispers after he takes a step so he is right in front of her.
"You're always right here." Mac says after she places Harm's hand over her heart. Leaning in Harm keeps his hand over Mac's heart and puts his lips close to her ear.
"I love you." Harm whispers his lips brushing against her ear as she talks. Pulling his head back a little to look at her face, Harm notices that Mac eyes are closed. Whispering Harm says, "Open your eyes."
"I can't." Mac whispers huskily. Slowly Mac's eyes open.
"Wasn't so hard." Harm whispers his lips brushing hers as he speaks. Smiling he whispers, "Your heart is racing."
"Cause you're so close to me." Mac whispers huskily. Mac closes the last gap between them and their lips touch causing Harm to let out a small, barely traceable, moan. Smiling as they break apart Mac clasps his hand in hers. "Let's go home."
The End.
HARM AND MAC FOREVER!!!!!