Divine Intervention

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What I think it is going to take to get Mac and Harm together. What might happen after Christmas Eve.

This chapter gets a little spiritual and a little paranormal. No offense is intended. This is just my way of looking at life and death. I can't help it, I'm a little spiritual and a little paranormal ,too. Hope you like it.

Oh yeah, this chapter might need a tissue warning. (evil laugh)

Chapter 8

Outside ICU room 3

2215 ZULU (1715 EST)

Court had gone to recess early today and Sturgis had been relieved to get away in time to stop and check on Mac and Harm. He had heard the Code Blue announcement as he stepped off the elevator. Trying not to fear the worst he stopped at the waiting room first. Finding it empty he continued on to the room Mac was in.

Outside Mac's room he found Harm sitting on the floor with his elbows resting on his knees and sobbing into his hands. Sturgis could hear his long time friend mumbling, but couldn't make out the words. It almost sounded like prayers.

Realizing his worst fears were true, Sturgis said nothing, but simply lowered himself to the floor beside Harm and started to say a few prayers of his own.

Inside Mac's room – ICU ward

Same time

Mac had so wanted to talk to Harm, one last time. He had finally said the words she had waited so long to hear, but because of the respirator tube she hadn't been able to speak. She had seen them coming for her. They were telling her to come to them because it was her time, but she didn't want to. She wanted to stay with Harm, forever.

She had felt her strength failing but she fought with everything she had just to open her eyes. His words had touched her. He needed to know that she heard him when he said he loved her. She knew her time was short and she didn't want him to live with the guilt he would feel if he thought she didn't know how he felt when she did pass.

He had kissed her forehead so tenderly and she had savored it. Mac had gotten the one thing she had wanted…his love. She had wanted to tell him that she loved him too, but all she could manage was a slight squeeze of his hand. He had seemed to understand what she meant. She didn't mean to cry. He had asked her not to, but she couldn't help it. She was overwhelmed by the realization that they could never be.

Her tears were sad tears, but not for herself. She was sad that she was leaving him all alone. She would never be able to make him happy. They had wasted so many chances and now they had run out of them. It was her fault. It was always her fault. She had caused so many men pain because they were in a relationship with her and now she was causing Harm pain.

Mac was being pulled away from the bed. She could now see the doctors and nurses working on her, trying desperately to bring her body back to life. She glanced away from the bed knowing that they were making a futile effort. That is when she saw him staring at her. It was Harm, but it wasn't. Thinking to herself, 'dying really messes with your head.' She looked at the young man more closely. It looked like Harm but than again, it didn't.

He was younger and he had on Lieutenant's insignia. He also sported a short, thin mustache. Oh no, I really am dead. It's Harm, Sr. He's come to take me with him.

The young navel lieutenant reached out for Mac's hand, but she quickly pulled away. "Don't be afraid, Sarah. I'm here to help you," he said in a soft tone that was so like Harm's.

Mac felt an instant trust with the figure, but she didn't want to leave her own Harm, "I can't go with you, sir. I can't leave him here all alone. He has finally made me happy and I need to be able to make him happy. He has lost so many people in his life. Please, I can't leave him now."

The young pilots face softened and a small smile lit up his eyes, "Sarah, do you love him that much?"

"Yes sir! I love him more than anything, sir. I have already caused him so much pain over the years and now I can't make it up to him," sobbed Mac. "Now I have done the one thing he feared most. Just when he dropped his guard and let me into his heart, I have abandoned him."

Harm, Sr. studied the young woman closely. He was amazed at her inner strength. Harm, Sr. could read what was truly in her heart. It was a true and unselfish love. She had not tried to make a deal with him for her own sake for he could tell that she was not afraid to die. She simply wanted to make his son happy.

Harm, Sr. smiled at Mac and then reached his hand out toward her, "its okay Sarah, you know that you can trust me."

Realizing that Harm, Sr. was here to help them she slowly took his hand, prepared to follow him just as she had always followed his son.

Outside Mac's room – ICU ward

Sturgis had prayed hard for both of his friends. Harm was sobbing softly beside him. Sturgis reached out his long arm and placed it over his friend's shoulders to let Harm know that he wasn't alone.

Harm looked at his friend through his tears, his voice barely audible, "I told her, Sturgis. I told her how much I loved her and how much I needed her in my life."

Slightly shocked at his friend's emotional declaration, Sturgis asked, "Was she able to hear you?"

Taking a shaky breath, Harm answered slowly, "Yes, she…she opened her eyes…and squeezed my hand. Then she started…crying. Her eyes looked so sad, Sturgis. I thought it would make her happy, but all it did was hurt her. Then she did what everyone I love does." Harm squeezed his eyes closed trying to block out his last vision of the woman he loved more than life itself. "She left me Sturgis. I begged her to come back but she didn't. I guess I have let her down so many times…that she…she just couldn't…believe me this time."

"Hey!" Sturgis gently shook his friend. "She knows you better than that. What do you think has kept her hanging on all this time? I have never known that Marine to give up on anything and she sure as heck isn't going to start with you. She is in there fighting just as hard as she can to come back to you."

Pausing for a moment to let his words sink in Sturgis went on, "Now, I'm not going to let you give up on her. She deserves better than that, especially from you. So, stop feeling sorry for yourself and start believing in her."

Shocked at Sturgis' words, and ashamed that they were true, Harm whispered, "I just wanted her to be happy. That's all I ever wanted was for her to be happy. I just need one more chance. I'll do whatever it takes to make her happy if I can just have one more chance."

The door to Mac's room opened and the doctor appeared. Harm braced himself for the worst as he approached the tall thin woman. The perspiration on her forehead told him that she had worked hard to bring his Mac back to him. As she reached out and gently grasped his upper arm, Harm could feel his faith start to slip but he refused to let it go completely.