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A/N: Sorry about the delay in posting, but I am now an official college student and resident of Nashville. Unfortunately, my adjustment to college life has been crazy and I still don't have my Microsoft Office software, so things are, well, let's just say interesting. Anyway, thanks for the reviews!!!

1400 ZULU

RADICANS RESIDENCE

CHATEAU THIERRY, FRANCE

Two weeks later, Mac found herself lying by the pool with Dani at her cousin's chateau in France. Mac had arrived the day before and decided to spend the day relaxing to deal with the jet lag, so the bikini clad sisters spent the morning soaking up the sun.

"Tell me again why Harm didn't come with you?" Dani opened one eye to cast Mac a sidelong glance.

"Like I told you last night," she sighed, "Harm and I do not spend every waking minute together."

"Even though you wish you could."

"Dani–" she trailed off closing her eyes and lying back.

"Come on, Sarah! For once in your life be honest and admit you have a thing for Harm."

"Okay, I do," she admitted reluctantly.

"Do what?"

"Have a thing for Harm."

"Thank you," she leaned back into her lounge chair contentedly, "So why don't you act on it?"

"It's complicated."

"How so?"

"We work together."

"So?" she turned her head to look at her, "I know office romances can be difficult, but you and Harm are mature enough to handle that."

"I'm aware of that," Dani could see Mac's eyes roll under her closed lids, "The UCMJ prohibits fraternization within the same chain of command."

"Why the hell not?" Dani sat up again.

"Because it's disruptive to good order and discipline among the ranks," she opened her eyes and smirked at Dani's protest.

"That's–" she began to complain but trailed off to a different thought, "What about Bud and Harriet?"

"Harriet's assigned to JAG through the public relations office in Norfolk."

"Can't you and Harm find some technicality?"

"Dani," Mac pulled her chair into a sitting position, "I don't know if Harm feels the same way."

"I've seen the way he looks at you," she grinned mischievously.

"Really?" Mac asked excited to have confirmation on what she'd been suspecting.

"Yes, really," she smiled, "And if he came to France, you could act on it."

"Dani."

"Ce qu'arrive à France, reste en France"

"Huh?"

"What happens in France stays in France."

"So how are you and Tiner?" she asked before Dani could continue her line of questioning about Harm.

"We're good," she stood up, wrapping a sarong around her waist, "Do you want more lemonade?"

"Yeah, thanks," she handed her the empty glass, "Is he going to fly out here?"

"I don't know," she sighed picking up the pitcher from the shaded table, "Every time it comes up in conversation he tries to avoid it. I think my uncle threatened him."

"And as an enlisted man he has less leave available."

"I just wish he would show up so I could get Luka to stop harassing me," she handed Mac her drink.

"Thanks."

"You're welcome," she sat down again.

"What's going on with Luka?" Mac had only met Giselle's brother-in-law the night before at dinner, but by the end of the meal it was clear that was after Dani.

"Ah, Luka Radicans," she sighed, "Let's just say I'm glad he's out of town with Gigi and Mika this weekend, so I don't have to deal with him."

"Has he ever done anything?" Mac asked her mind jumping to possible conclusions.

"Oh, no never," she answered quickly, "I'm just being melodramatic. Luka's just clinging to the past."

"You two have a past?"

"We dated when I was in boarding school."

"Was it serious?"

"Enough," Dani looked away, "He was my first."

"You're kidding," Mac looked at Dani who shook her head, "Well, that explains things."

"It was almost five years ago, after our spring formal," she stood up and began to pace, "We got a room at this chateau and spent the weekend together."

"That sound's a lot better than the back of a car," Mac reflected back on her wild teenage years.

"Either way, we were young and stupid. I won't stay it was a mistake, but–"

"It wasn't love," Mac finished for her.

"Exactly."

"Who broke it off?"

"Technically me, but I was leaving for Yale and him to Oxford so the breakup was kind of inevitable."

"Apparently he thinks differently."

"Unfortunately," she folded her arms over her tanned stomach, "I just wish Jason would come and stake his claim."

"Stake his claim?" she snorted back, "What is this the fifties?"

"You know what I mean."

"Mademoiselle Danaë," a maid walked out to the patio, "You have visitors."

"Send them out, please."

"Expecting someone?" Mac asked.

"No," she shrugged, watching the doorway. The maid held open the door and in walked Jason wearing a t-shirt and cargo shorts followed by Harm who wore khakis and a polo shirt. Seeing Jason, Dani raced over and hugged him tightly, "Jason!"

"Hey there," he smiled spinning her around before kissing her gently.

Mac watched the reunion with a smile and couldn't help thinking how good Harm looked out of uniform. Harm had a similar realization about what could be hidden behind Marine greens. Blushing slightly, Mac rose from the chair fully aware that he was watching her.

"Hey Marine," he smiled, unable to get over how great Mac looked in a bikini.

"Hey Sailor," she tied the sarong around her waist a little self-consciously and noticed Dani smiling slightly at her discomfort. At that moment, Mac wanted to strangle her sister, but looking at Harm she realized that things could get interesting.