I Miss Him Chapter 3
Mac and Leigh were shopping for Christmas presents at the mall with Jen (Coates) and Harriet. It was a fun girl's day out, something that Mac had been longing for, for quite some time. They had stopped for lunch at the food court, taking a break from all the shopping.
They were engaged in some serious girl talk, when suddenly Leigh jumped up from her seat. "Daddy!" She shouted, and began jumping up and down. Mac looked at her little girl curiously. Her whole childhood, Mac had made sure that she knew who her father was. He lived with them through stories, and pictures that were everywhere, so her father's face was a familiar one.
Mac turned around to look over in the direction Leigh was pointing. She gasped as she saw a face that she had been dreaming about for five years. "Harm?" She whispered. As though he could hear her, the man turned around, and his eyes locked with Mac's for a split second. He turned away, and began walking briskly towards the exit.
Mac jumped up and began chasing him, oblivious to her friend's calls. "Harm, no don't leave me!" She whispered frantically. "HARM!" She shouted out into the thick crowd, hoping he could hear her. She burst through the doors, and looked around wildly for the man she loved. But he was no where in sight.
She fell to the nearest bench, and began to cry, and that's how Jen, Harriet, and Leigh found her. Leigh crawled into her mother's lap, seeking out what she knew to be true. "It was Daddy, wasn't it?" She asked quietly.
Mac nodded, still crying silent tears. Harriet and Jen looked at each other disbelieving. "Mac are you sure? With the anniversary of his. . ." Even now, five years later it was still hard to say. "Passing, so close, are you sure that you didn't just imagine him?"
"Leigh saw him! I saw him too, he looked straight at me!" Mac was close to hysteria now. What if her love was still alive? The mission was classified, and they never did get a body back. Mac finally knew how Harm felt about his dad, she knew that there would be no real closure until they found his body. "Harriet, Jen, what if he's still alive?" She asked quietly, finally having calmed down.
The two women just looked at their friend, not sure what to say. Mac clung to her daughter as she continued to cry.
Outside . . .
She had seen him. The disbelief in her eyes was enough to break his heart, and the pain in her voice would haunt him for years. He decided that it was time to make his appearance. He started the car and headed to the apartment North of Union Station.
When Mac finally got home she was startled to see all the lights on in her apartment. She cautiously got Leigh out of the car sear and headed upstairs. She got out her keys, prepared to use them as a weapon after she got in the door.
She flung open the door, keeping her daughter behind her, and assumed a fighting position. But all fight left her body when she saw the man sitting on the couch. She didn't believe it! She has had this dream so many times in the past five years, that it seemed like déjà vu.
"Harm?"
Author's Notes: I know that this was a really short chapter, but I think that's a pretty good place to leave off, don't you? *grins evilly * Anyways, please review, and tell me what you think! If anybody has any suggestions as to what direction they want to see the story go in, please feel free to tell me your ideas! A huge thanks to Bekki for being my beta and buddy! Also, Nighthawk, I hope that you're doing okay in your new house!
Mac and Leigh were shopping for Christmas presents at the mall with Jen (Coates) and Harriet. It was a fun girl's day out, something that Mac had been longing for, for quite some time. They had stopped for lunch at the food court, taking a break from all the shopping.
They were engaged in some serious girl talk, when suddenly Leigh jumped up from her seat. "Daddy!" She shouted, and began jumping up and down. Mac looked at her little girl curiously. Her whole childhood, Mac had made sure that she knew who her father was. He lived with them through stories, and pictures that were everywhere, so her father's face was a familiar one.
Mac turned around to look over in the direction Leigh was pointing. She gasped as she saw a face that she had been dreaming about for five years. "Harm?" She whispered. As though he could hear her, the man turned around, and his eyes locked with Mac's for a split second. He turned away, and began walking briskly towards the exit.
Mac jumped up and began chasing him, oblivious to her friend's calls. "Harm, no don't leave me!" She whispered frantically. "HARM!" She shouted out into the thick crowd, hoping he could hear her. She burst through the doors, and looked around wildly for the man she loved. But he was no where in sight.
She fell to the nearest bench, and began to cry, and that's how Jen, Harriet, and Leigh found her. Leigh crawled into her mother's lap, seeking out what she knew to be true. "It was Daddy, wasn't it?" She asked quietly.
Mac nodded, still crying silent tears. Harriet and Jen looked at each other disbelieving. "Mac are you sure? With the anniversary of his. . ." Even now, five years later it was still hard to say. "Passing, so close, are you sure that you didn't just imagine him?"
"Leigh saw him! I saw him too, he looked straight at me!" Mac was close to hysteria now. What if her love was still alive? The mission was classified, and they never did get a body back. Mac finally knew how Harm felt about his dad, she knew that there would be no real closure until they found his body. "Harriet, Jen, what if he's still alive?" She asked quietly, finally having calmed down.
The two women just looked at their friend, not sure what to say. Mac clung to her daughter as she continued to cry.
Outside . . .
She had seen him. The disbelief in her eyes was enough to break his heart, and the pain in her voice would haunt him for years. He decided that it was time to make his appearance. He started the car and headed to the apartment North of Union Station.
When Mac finally got home she was startled to see all the lights on in her apartment. She cautiously got Leigh out of the car sear and headed upstairs. She got out her keys, prepared to use them as a weapon after she got in the door.
She flung open the door, keeping her daughter behind her, and assumed a fighting position. But all fight left her body when she saw the man sitting on the couch. She didn't believe it! She has had this dream so many times in the past five years, that it seemed like déjà vu.
"Harm?"
Author's Notes: I know that this was a really short chapter, but I think that's a pretty good place to leave off, don't you? *grins evilly * Anyways, please review, and tell me what you think! If anybody has any suggestions as to what direction they want to see the story go in, please feel free to tell me your ideas! A huge thanks to Bekki for being my beta and buddy! Also, Nighthawk, I hope that you're doing okay in your new house!