Title – Through The Eye Of A Shipper – S10 E12 The Sixth Juror

Author Name – Michi

E-mail – catherinebellfangmx.de or mp111275yahoo.de

Rating – PG

Paring – Harm & Mac

Spoilers – Season 10 Episode 12 – 'The Sixth Juror'

Disclaimer – JAG belongs to DPB, CBS, and Paramount.

Summary- How 'The Sixth Juror' should've been continued when you saw it through the eye of a shipper…

Author's Notes-

- The plan is it to revisit every episode from season 10. However, this series doesn't have any strict rule. Sometimes itmay 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 than 150 words!!!

- Thanks to Vered for the great beta work. You're amazing, girl! I'm glad to have you as my friend. However, English is not our native language. Take this as a fair warning!

- Since this series will deal with a just aired episode, it means that we risk having 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.

- Feedback is always welcome.

JAG Headquarters

Falls Church, VA

6:27 PM

"Hey," Harm said as he stood in the doorway of Mac's slightly lit office, wearing his cover, gloves, and coat while carrying his briefcase in his left hand.

The desk lamp was the only source of light in her office. There was not much light coming from the bullpen since she and Harm were the only people left in the office. About an hour ago, General Cresswell had been the last person who told them goodbye for the weekend.

"Hey, come on in," Mac stated with a wink as she shortly looked up from her work.

"How's the report going?" Harm asked while sitting down in one of Mac's visitor chairs.

Mac wrote something down before looking up at Harm. "It's done," she responded with a sigh and closed the file. "Weekend, here I come," she announced with a chuckle and stood up to get her briefcase.

"It's still coming down pretty heavy," Harm told her and pointed with his head at Mac's office window. She followed his gaze and saw the still falling snow.

It snowed when they'd arrived at Dulles this afternoon and till now it hadn't even stopped once.

"Yeah, maybe we should have taken Cresswell's advice an hour ago and called it a day," Mac said and put on her coat and gloves. "However, I'm glad the report is done and I don't have any work to take home with me over the weekend. What about your report?"

Harm stood up and took her cover from her desk. "It's done," Harm answered with a smile and gave it to Mac. "Are you ready to get out of here?"

Mac put on her cover and smiled at him. "You bet I am," she said and turned off the light on her desk before following Harm out of the office. "Let's get out of here."

Side by side they walked through the bullpen while Harm was lightly leading her with his hand on the small of her back. "So, any plans for the weekend, Colonel?" He asked her as they walked into the elevator.

"Other than a lot of relaxing time and a visit at the Robert's I have nothing planned. However, if it keeps on snowing I doubt I will get out of my apartment at all," she told him with a chuckle. "How about you?" Mac asked him softly. "Having a busy weekend?"

"No, I've nothing planned, and hopefully I can have a silent weekend." Harm smiled.

Soon the elevator came to a stop again and together they made their way to the main door. When Harm opened it for Mac a cold whiff was greeting them.

"Damn, this makes me wish we were still in Florida," Harm said as they stood in front of the entrance, watching the still falling snow. He was holding the collar of his coat tightly together and the cold made his breaths visible as he spoke.

"Nah, I like the cold and the snow," Mac responded with a tender smile as they walked to their cars. "There's nothing better than getting home, being cold, and taking a long hot bubble bath before snuggling up in front of the fireplace with a hot chocolate. It's kind of romantic."

Harm looked at her with a raised eyebrow and could see the glimmer in her eyes. "Romantic, huh? I wouldn't know," Harm told her with one of his flyboy grins. "I don't have a tub to start with. And the fireplace I have is not really inviting to snuggle up in front of it."

"You have no idea what you're missing, Harm," Mac answered sweetly and poked his chest with her right forefinger.

"Yeah, I guess you have a point."

Soon they reached their cars. "Mac, can I take you home, please? I don't want you to drive through this kind of weather if it's not utterly needed. Please let me be your taxi driver for tonight," Harm begged with his famous puppy look on his face. He knew how hard it was for Mac to resist that look.

Mac wanted to explain that it wouldn't be a problem for her to get home safely and that she'd used snow tires with snow chains earlier today. But one look at his face and the sound of his voice showed her how much it meant for him to take her home.

Moreover, she didn't feel indisposed about the idea, and the memories about her accident over Christmas were still very fresh on her mind and obviously, it was on his mind as well. "That would be great, Harm. Thank you," she told him with a sweet smile.

Harm flashed her a big flyboy grin before opening the door of his car for her. "My pleasure."

Mac's Apartment

Georgetown, DC

7:47 PM

It'd taken them a lot longer than normal to get to her apartment, but neither of them minded. They had a lot of fun during the ride and it was spent with some small talk.

Harm found a deserted parking lot near the main-entrance of her building and parked his SUV there. Turning off the engine he looked at Mac. "Arrived at last," he said and both laughed.

Mac stopped laughing and looked deeply into Harm's eyes. Moving closer she kissed his cheek. "Thank you, Harm," Mac told him tenderly and smiled.

"You're welcome," he whispered back.

To Mac's surprise he suddenly opened his door, got out of the car in one swift motion and walked to her side. "Mom and grams taught me to always walk the lady to her door," he told Mac when he opened her door and saw the question in her eyes.

"Always an Officer and Gentleman." Mac smirked.

"Yes, Ma'am," Harm responded proudly and held out his hand for her.

Mac put her small hand into his bigger one and got out of the car as well. A sudden noise from the left side of the building made them turn their heads. Mac and Harm laughed as they saw two young boys and a little girl having a snowball fight. They were giggling and seemed to have a lot of fun.

"And you think being in Florida would be better than that?" Mac asked Harm with a glimmer in her eyes and pointed at the children.

"It for sure looks like they have a lot of fun over there," Harm responded with a chuckle and made his way to open the door for Mac when suddenly something wet hit him on the back of his head. Turning around, he looked astonished and with a raised eyebrow at Mac.

Mac immediately pointed with her forefinger at the giggling kids, trying to stifle a giggle of her own. "I guess that was a ricochet, Harm." She couldn't hold back anymore and started to giggle.

Harm looked at the children and could see that they were still preoccupied with their own fight. Then he moved his gaze back to Mac.

Mac saw the determination in Harm's eyes and started to move backward. "Harm?"

Harm didn't respond and moved slowly forward, getting nearer and nearer to her.

"Harm, don't!" Mac warned, trying to use a stern voice, but could only giggle. However, it was too late anyway.

In one swift motion he caught Mac and threw her over his shoulder. "That will teach you to ambush me, MacKenzie," he told her sternly and made his way to a certain spot he'd recognized earlier when they'd arrived.

"One last word before the execution, Colonel?" Harm wanted to know, but got only her giggling as answer. "Thought so," Harm said with a smirk and suddenly dropped her into a huge pile of snow before following her.

Harm was now lying on top of her and held her arms above her head. "Say Uncle, Marine," Harm told her and took a handful of snow into his right hand while still using his left hand to hold Mac's arms above her head.

"Never," Mac answered him self-confidently.

"Your last chance, MacKenzie," Harm told her. His head was so near hers now that she could feel his hot breath on her face.

"Bring it on, Flyboy," Mac whispered, looking straight into his eyes.

Harm was just on his way to take her by the word and got his hand full of snow over Mac's head when she took his inattention as her chance. Raising her head a little, she quickly kissed him on his lips.

Totally taken by surprise he let the snow he was holding in his hand drop to the ground and looked deeply into her eyes.

Mac smiled sweetly at him and when he smiled back she once again took the upper hand and turned them around, so that she was now lying on top of Harm while holding his arms above his head.

"That wasn't fair, Marine," Harm stated gently, being slightly out of breath.

"Everything is fair in love and war, Harm," Mac told him quietly and tried to get her own breathing under control again.

"Great move, lady," one of the boys suddenly called from behind them as the children made their way into the house.

"Why, thank you," Mac responded proudly before looking down at Harm again, catching his intense gaze. "Truce?"

Harm only nodded and took another deep breath. Mac finally let go of his hands and tried to move off of him, but Harm was holding her back. He moved one of his hands to touch her cheek while using the other one to unclaps her hair. Then he pulled her head closer to his and ran his hand through her now open hair before giving her a tender kiss on her lips.

"I wanted to do that for a while now," he told her gently when they broke their kiss and smiled at Mac. "However, it's getting pretty cold down here so we better move, Marine."

Mac smiled back at him and slowly moved off of him and stood up. Holding a hand out for him, she helped him get on his feet as well. "How about a nice hot bubble bath before snuggling up in front of the fireplace while drinking a hot chocolate, Sailor?" Mac asked him sweetly and grinned.

"Sounds inviting," Harm answered and bent down to get his and Mac's cover.

"That's because it is," Mac told him softly and took Harm's hand into hers and squeezed it. Together they made their way to her apartment, only stopping to get Mac's briefcase and Harm's bag out of the car.

The End

AN – A sequel for this story and/or another TTEOAS story (this time about a missing scene) may follow.