Title – Through The Eye Of A Shipper – S10 E03 Retrial
Authors' Names - Carol and Michi or Michi and Carol
E-mail – Carol at her account and Michi at her accounts (but the site won't let us post them)
Paring – Harm & Mac
Spoilers – Season 10 Episode 03 - 'Retrial' Disclaimer – JAG belongs to DPB, CBS, and Paramount. Summary- How 'Retrial' should've been continued when you saw it through the eye of a shipper...
Author's Notes-
1. Our plan is it to revisit every episode from season 10. However, this series doesn't have a strict rule. Sometimes it may be a follow-up, sometimes it could be a changed scene, or even a change to the entire episode. And if that doesn't work we could always do a 'missing scene'-story. This means the length of the story is based on the way we want to 'handle' the revisit. But don't worry...we plan to use more then 150 words!!!
2. Our beta readers are Pinky and Brain – so you've been warned. he-he!....We gave Gum and Shoe the weekend off.
3. Since this series will deal with a just aired episode, it means that we risk to have a FF that might seem like someone else's. There's hope that our ideas are unique, but should that not be the case we apologize and swear to our god and the chocolate that we did not know it or do it on purpose.
4. Feedback is always welcome.
JAG Headquarters
Falls Church, VA
5:12 PM
"Good work, counselor," Alicia Montes told Harm as they walked out of the courtroom.
"Thank you," he quietly responded.
"You know ... Congressman Bolton is a pretty bad enemy to have."
"Oh ... so am I," Harm answered with a smirk on his face.
"Still. We better watch your back."
"We?" Harm asked astonished about Alicia's comment.
"Ha, I got you into this," Alicia explained gently, she then took his chin in her hand and gave him a kiss on his cheek. "See you around." With that she walked away and made her way through the hallway to the elevator.
"I guess congratulations are in order," Mac said to Harm when she saw him standing outside the courtroom watching Alicia walk away.
"Yeah, it went pretty good," Harm told her with a smile. "Are you okay? You look like you lost your best friend or something." He was worried when he saw the look on Mac's face. He couldn't read it and that scared him.
"Don't worry. It's nothing that a long bubble bath, some food, and a good book can change."
"Would you like to join me for dinner? I could cook us some pasta," Harm asked hopefully.
"Thank you, but I wouldn't really be good company tonight. Rain check?" Mac responded softly.
"Sure," he answered insightfully
"Good. I'm going to call it a night. See you tomorrow, Harm. Good night."
"Yeah, see you tomorrow. Night," Harm responded softly and followed her with his eyes as she made her way through the hallway. A part of him knew he had to let her go, but the other part of him felt like he was making a mistake.
Mac's Apartment
7:07 PM
Mac stepped out of her kitchen with a glass of juice and sat down on the couch to recount the day. Morris' words were echoing in her ears and her past with men was passing before her eyes. She was about to take a trip into self-pity and depression when there was a knock at the door.
"Mac, it's me," Harm's voice said from behind the wood door.
Mac placed the juice on the coffee table and walked to the door. She unlocked it and opened it to see Harm smiling at her holding a take-out bag. "I brought Chinese."
"I thought I said I wasn't in the mood for company tonight," Mac said slightly annoyed.
"I'm not company," Harm told her. "Besides you look like you could use a friend. Now are you going to let me in or do I need to go ask your neighbor to share dinner with me?"
Mac stepped away from the door. "Come in."
Harm smiled and walked into the living room. He placed the bag of food on the coffee table and took off his coat. "I got some noodles and that Crab Rangoon you like," Harm told her.
"Thanks. Do you want something to drink?"
Harm looked at the glass of juice on the coffee table. "Juice is fine."
"Okay." Mac went into the kitchen and got a glass of juice for Harm and a few napkins. Once she returned to the living room Harm had laid dinner out for them. He handed Mac the carton of noodles and a pair of chopsticks. Mac bit into the noodles. "This is good." Harm just grinned and focused on his own dinner.
They didn't talk much during dinner. Just a few words and a few bits of each other's dinners were shared. Once they were done eating, their empty food cartons sat on the table.
"That was nice, Harm. Thanks," Mac softly said.
"No problem. Now are you going to tell me what's wrong?"
Mac sighed. "I'm still confused on how those women could have married the same man."
"They love him."
"Love is a confusing thing."
"Not if you know you're in love," Harm told her. "Bud told me that Morris got under your skin."
"Slightly. It was like he was trying to get me to see that my life is wrong and the way he runs his is correct."
Harm sighed. "Maybe to him his life makes sense, but to the rest of us it doesn't. He knows what he wants in life and that's a good thing. Now... is it right for his wives and the children involved? No. They're the ones that are going to be affected by everything."
"I know that. But I don't understand how they could still want to be married to him. Marriage is between two people who love each other. Not between one man and four women. A marriage is hard enough, but to throw three other people into it." Mac stopped and exhaled a heavy breath. "I just don't get it."
Harm stared at her for a minute. "Maybe it's not ours to get. He's no longer in the Navy and isn't a concern of ours. You won the case and got him out. The Navy doesn't have a black eye and now across the world four women have to figure out what to do with their husband."
"They wanted to divorce him."
"What stopped them?"
"Me. I told them legally they couldn't stay married, but as long as he's out of the Navy. It wasn't my concern what he and they did."
Harm's hand gave Mac's shoulder a friendly squeeze. "It's for the best, Mac. Let them figure it out."
"Yeah," Mac said smiling softly at him. "So do you think you could do it?"
"What?"
"Be married to four women?"
Harm laughed and took his hand off of her shoulder. "I would be happy dating one."
"I'm sure Professor Montes wouldn't mind."
Harm gave her a confused look. "I'm sure she wouldn't."
"Then you should ask her out," Mac suggested.
"Maybe I don't want to go out with her."
"Why not? She meets your qualities. Smart, pretty, and available," Mac told him with a hint of bitterness in her voice.
Harm gave her a long look and wondered what was going on behind her dark eyes. "She is, but maybe there is something else I'm looking for."
"She had some good students, I'm sure they could help you find it," Mac informed Harm.
"Mac, why are you getting snippy about it?"
"I'm not getting snippy."
"Really. Then how does jealous sound?"
"I'm not jealous."
"Then what are you."
Mac took a deep breath. "I don't know, Harm"
Harm took her hand. "Well, I think Alicia has the idea about she and I dating, but I don't."
"You don't?"
"No."
"Why not? She kissed you and she's attractive."
Harm gave her a look of wonder. "On the cheek and how did you know?"
"You had a lipstick mark."
Harm chuckled. "Well, I'm only interested in her on a professional level. Have you thought about when you'll be ready to venture into the dating-married world?"
"By the time I can trust a man and not worry."
"Do you trust me?"
"Yes."
Harm smiled sweetly at her. "Then you're halfway there."
Harm leaned towards her to kiss her, but Mac slightly moved her head away from his. Harm pulled back and looked into her eyes.
"Are you into sharing?" Mac asked with a small grin.
Harm smiled. "I wouldn't share you with anyone, Sarah."
"Just wanted to make sure," Mac said before they met in a soft kiss.
THE END