AN: I had to remove the lyrics from the song because it's prohibited to use any lyrics and the story was deleted because of it... The song is called Because Of You by Kelly Clarkson... Unfortunately when the story way deleted, so were all the reviews.
Harm looked around the flat and decided to tidy up a bit. His flat was just too small to five people. He was about to look through his own CDs when he remembered the one Mac had just bought. Knowing she wouldn't mine, he got it out of the bag and opened it. Then he remembered that his CD player was broken and decided to use his laptop instead. He got it out, put it on the coffee table and inserted the CD. Almost instantly, a little screen popped up and a music video began to play.
Since when can they put the videos on the CDs? He asked himself. I'm definitely getting old. Just as he was about to close it and play the CD like a normal CD, the video caught his attention. He sat down in front of the laptop and watched it. He immediately understood why Mac had bought the CD.
Just as the video ended, Mac walked into the room. She had changed into something a bit more comfortable and had freshened up her makeup. He quickly closed the video and opened windows media player to play the CD.
"What are you doing there?" Mac asked curiously.
"I was just going to play the CD you bought today and tidy up a bit." He answered.
"Oh."
"Do you mind?" He quickly questioned.
"No, I'm just not really in the mood for that particular song. Mind if we listen to something else?"
"Not at all." He smiled. "Why don't you pick something out?"
Mac walked over to the CD stack and picked out a CD with oldies on it. Harm watched her sadly as she moved, thinking of the song. How could anybody ever hurt her? She has had more than her share of sorrow in this lifetime.
She helped him clean up and prepare dinner. Frank and Sergei arrived at about quarter to seven and spent the entire dinner talking about what they had done the whole day. They had managed to visit two museums and take a walk through the city. Harm was rather quiet throughout the entire dinner but nobody seemed to notice.
After dinner Mac and Harm took off to her apartment. It didn't take them long to get there. They walked up the staircase and Mac unlocked the door. She opened it and they both stepped inside.
"Oh god!" Mac said and stopped in her tracks. The apartment looked like a tornado had been through it. The sofa was knocked over as were the kitchen chairs and table. There were a few open photo albums on the floor. Ripped photos were scattered on the floor along with various other pieces of paper. There was broken glass in the kitchen and all the plates had been smashed.
"Oh god!" Mac repeated. Harm walked up to her and not knowing what else to do pulled her into his arms.
"Mac, do you think it was Robert?" He asked carefully.
She didn't say anything but he felt her nod against his chest. He didn't ask her anymore questions but just stood there holding her. He knew they had to report it, but that could wait for a little while longer.
"It's going to be okay, Mac. I promise you it's going to be okay." He whispered to her.