Disclaimer: Sadly, I do not own JAG or the characters therein.

A/N: Thanks to everyone for sticking with this…I hope this chapter is to your liking…happy reading!

0605 ZULU

MAC'S APARTMENT

GEORGETOWN

"Ta-da," Mac unlocked the door to her apartment, "I made it home safely, so you can leave now."

"No way," Harm followed her in, "Someone needs to wake you every two hours."

"I'll set an alarm," she flipped on the light.

"The point is to have someone there to psychically wake you," he argued, "You won't hear your alarm if you slip into a coma."

"It's just a mild concussion," she sat down to take off her shoes, "I'm not going to slip into a coma."

"It's still a concussion and I'd rather err on the side of caution."

"Suit yourself," she headed to her bedroom, "I'm going to change. You can use Dani's room."

"Mac, I don't have anything to change into."

"Here," she walked over to the table and tossed him a package, "These might fit you."

"Why do you have these?" he looked inside to find a pair of men's pajama pants that were covered in penguins.

"Dani ordered them off of clearance and they shipped the wrong size," she smirked, "Lucky for you."

"Yeah, lucky for me."

"For the thousandth time, it's only a sprain," Dani complained as Tiner carried her into his apartment, "I can walk you know."

"You're the one who didn't want to put on her shoes," he set her down on his couch and set next to her.

"I didn't ask you to pick me up."

"I didn't want you walking across the parking lot barefoot."

"So you naturally picked the chauvinistic route?" she leaned in closer to him.

"I would have called it chivalrous," he kissed her quickly, "Countess."

"Hey!" she complained when he stood up, "Where are you going?"

"My room."

"Why?"

"To change."

"Take me with you," Dani demanded.

"I thought you didn't want to be carried," he argued.

"I changed my mind," she responded haughtily, "Countess' prerogative."

"As you wish," he picked her up and threw her over his shoulder.

"Not fair!" she whined, "This is not what I meant and you know it!"

"Really?" he set her down on his bed and leaned over her, "Next time be more specific."

"Don't worry," she smiled when he kissed her, "I will."

"Did anyone ever tell you it's not nice to stare, Marine?" Harm looked up from her video collection to find Mac standing in the doorway wearing blue and white striped cropped pajama pants and a white tank top.

"I was just checking to see that they fit," she smiled at the sight of him in only his white undershirt and those ridiculous penguin pants, "They look good."

"I agree," he smirked, "You'll have to tell Dani I said so."

"I will," she headed to the kitchen, "You want popcorn?"

"Yeah."

"Good," she tossed a bag into the microwave, "What movie?"

"You own Toy Story?" he asked in surprise.

"Yeah, Dani's a closet Disney freak. Have you seen it?"

"No."

"It's actually pretty cute," she dumped the popcorn into a large bowl and left the kitchen.

"Really?"

"Yes, really," she sat down on the couch and began munching on the popcorn.

"Let's watch it," he slid the tape into the VCR.

"I can't believe you just chose a Disney movie, Flyboy."

"You're the one who owns it," he sat down and reached for the popcorn.

"My sister owns it," she held the bowl out of his reach.

"Right, sorry," he apologized and she passed him the bowl, "Besides, I felt I should embrace the pants."

"You know, if you like them so much, Dani will just give them to you," she said with a laugh.

"Shh!" he ordered, "It's starting."

You've Got a Friend in Me played softly from the television set as the credits rolled for the movie. Harm looked down to find Mac sound asleep against his chest. An hour or so into the movie she had started using him as her pillow. He did not object because he knew she had barely slept since the entire situation with Dani began and because he selfishly liked to watch his marine sleep.

Stopping the VCR, Harm managed to stand up and pick up Mac without waking her. He still had a solid hour before needed to wake her and check her mental alertness, so he carefully carried her into her bedroom. He covered her with the blanket and she stirred slightly, "Harm."

"Hey," he smiled, "You fell asleep."

"You carried me in here."

"Yeah," he crouched down so he was eyelevel with her, "You ready for some questions?"

"Fine."

"What is your name?"

"Harm!" she sat up, "This is ridiculous."

"Do you want me to get the sheet?" he asked referring to her discharge instructions.

"Sarah MacKenzie," she sighed, lying back down.

"Where are we?"

"My apartment."

"What time is it?"

"0751," she watched him check his watch with a worried look, "Zulu."

"You passed," he smiled.

"Good," she smiled back, "Can I sleep now?"

"Yeah," he stood up, "See you in two hours."

A/N: So what did you think? (I don't have time now, but I promise review replies later. I figured it was better to post than to personalize.)