Title – Through The Eye Of A Shipper – S10 E18 - Death at the Mosque

Authors' Names - Carol and Michi or Michi and Carol

Rating – K+

Paring – Harm & Mac

Spoilers – Season 10 Episode 18 – Death at the Mosque

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

Summary - The missing scenes of 'Death at the Mosque' when you saw it through the eye of a shipper… yup, it happened… we know, it did…

Author's Notes-

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!

A huge thanks goes like always to our dear beta-god Witchy V! However, we can't post a FF without our usual C&M warning. English is not our native language (yup, even Carol wants to use this statement LOL). 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.

The rest of the series you can either find at Carol's websiteor at Michi's website.

Saint Vincent Hospital

Blackburg, Virginia

9:23 PM

"Is there anything I can do?" Mac asked worried.

"Do you perform miracles?"

"Why don't you go get some rest? Let me be with her for a while, okay?" Mac said and started to run her hand over his back.

Harm shook his head. "Don't. Don't, Mac," Harm quietly told her. He put his head in his hand, not looking into her eyes.

Mac stared at him and slowly pulled her hand away. She took his words as being what he wanted, even though she knew it was not what he needed. "Let me know when you need me," she softly told him and got a little nod from him for an answer. She stood up and walked away.

She walked towards the elevator with her thoughts focusing on the pain in her heart that she felt for her friend.

Very slowly she made her way from the elevator to her car in the parking lot. She glanced up at the window of the floor where Mattie was still lying before getting into her car. She closed her eyes for a second and thought about the distraught man with the young girl. Mac was half temped to get out of her car and demand that Harm listen to her and let her stay by his side. However, with their relationship lately, she thought that respecting his wishes was the best thing to do. She started the engine of the car.

Saint Vincent Hospital

Blackburg, Virginia

9:34 PM

Harm stood up from the chair next to Mattie's bed and walked into the waiting area right next to her room. He needed to stretch his legs a bit. He looked out into the basically empty parking lot and thought about the people in the hospital. The nurses were very nice and the doctors were doing their best.

Harm glanced through the window of Mattie's room and thought about her. She looked like she was doing better. Or at least he thought she did.

He took a deep breath and walked back into Mattie's room. He walked back to the chair and sat down, but not before giving Mattie a kiss on the forehead. "Please get better, Mattie. You can't leave me." He took her hand into his and his thoughts lead him to the one person who could help him right now, but he had sent her away.

Saint Vincent Hospital

Blackburg, Virginia

5:15 AM

Harm opened his eyes when he felt a warm hand on his shoulder. Obviously he'd fallen asleep and for a second he didn't know where he was. That was until he discovered his surroundings and remembered he was still in the hospital. Looking up he looked directly into the eyes of a smiling, elderly nurse. "Mattie?"

"She's okay, Commander. Here, Sir," Nurse Margaret said and held two mugs of coffee in front of him.

Harm looked confused at her, not understanding why she wanted to give him two cups of coffee.

Nurse Margaret could read the question in his eyes. "You look like you could use one and I'm sure so does your friend," she explained tenderly.

Harm rubbed his tired eyes. "My friend?" he asked, still confused and not understanding what she was talking about.

The nurse smiled softly at him before giving him the two mugs. "She's in the waiting room back there," she told him and pointed through the open door at the end of the aisle before leaving the still puzzled looking Commander behind.

Harm stood up from the chair and couldn't suppress a groan. 'I'm too old for this,' he thought and slowly made his way to the waiting room.

When he stood in front of the door he could see that it wasn't closed but leaved ajar With a little pressure he touched the door with his left elbow and it opened in slow motion.

Harm smiled when he saw the sight in front of him. There, at the end of the room, right under the windows she was lying. She had moved some plastic chairs in order to make a makeshift bench. She was more or less crouched on the chairs while lying on her side. Her hands tucked under her head, using them as a pillow. A light blanket enveloped her. She was asleep and didn't acknowledge his presence.

Slowly he made his way over to her before he sat down right in front of the makeshift bench, so that he could look directly at her. He couldn't keep his eyes off of her and simply watched her sleep.

A short moment later she started to stir and took a deep breath. "Coffee?" she murmured before she opened one of her eyes.

"Good morning, sleepyhead," Harm greeted her in a whisper. "This coffee right here is calling your name," he told her and held one of the cups directly under her nose.

"Mmmhhh, heaven," she whispered back and started to turn on her back before stopping with a loud groan. "Damn, I'm too old for this," she said and made Harm laugh. "What's so funny, Sailor?" Mac wanted to know and looked at him with a raised eyebrow.

"Nothing, I had just happened to say the same thing a few minutes ago. These chairs are really not comfy, are they?"

"Far from it, Sailor. Far from it," she answered and decided to keep lying down on her side while propping up her head with her right hand. "But I'm happy the nurse gave me them, otherwise I would have had to sleep in a sitting position," she continued with a little smile and pointed at the padded chairs with the armrests.

"Yeah, that's not really comfy either," Harm gently told her out of experience.

A short time of silence followed while both took a few sips of their coffee. Mac grimaced when she tasted the bitter taste on her tongue. "Well, this coffee won't win any awards," Mac said with a grin and broke the silence between them. "This one is worse than any Tiner coffee I have ever had in the past."

Harm chuckled and agreed with a nod. Then he looked up at her. "Why are you here, Mac?" He softly asked after a few seconds, before looking down at the floor again.

He knew he had pushed her away and he remembered the hurt and confusion in her eyes when he told her that he didn't need her. But he recalled even more the minor understanding and honesty of her words when she told him to let her know when he needed her.

"I wanted to be here when you need me. I just couldn't stay away," she answered him in a whisper and took another sip of her coffee. "I started the engine of my car, but couldn't drive away."

Harm looked back at her. "I never wanted to hurt you, Mac. I saw the hurt in your eyes and I'm sorry."

Mac placed her coffee mug on the floor before gently touching Harm's cheek. "You don't have to be sorry, Harm. I do understand."

Harm turned his face a little bit and kissed Mac's palm. "Yeah, I guess you do."

Both remembered the time when Mac had problems and Harm wanted to help her, but she had pushed him away.

Mac's forehead touched Harm's while she looked deeply into his eyes. "However, I think it is time for us to stop doing that," she told him in a whisper. "I need you, Harm. And I don't want to pretend anymore that I don't and that I'm strong enough to fight every battle that crosses my life. And I want you to need me."

Harm took a deep breath. "I do need you, Sarah."

Mac kissed Harm's forehead. "Then let us do this together, Harm. Let me in."

Harm exhaled a breath and it felt like he had been holding this breath for a week or so. A weight had been lifted from his shoulders as he looked into her eyes. "Help me, Sarah. I can't do this alone anymore."

Mac felt her eyes starting to tear up at the honestly and need in Harm's voice. She nodded her head and accepted his plea for help. Quickly they both found their arms wrapped around each other and sitting in the chairs next to each other. Mac softly ran her hand through Harm's hair and down his back as he just held on to her. Harm needed to feel her; he needed to know that they were going to work this out.

Nurse Margaret stood from the doorway of the hallway and smiled at the couple. She believed in miracles and prayed for them. Little did she know she just watched another miracle happen.

THE END