Mac's VOQ
Pensacola Florida
Mac continued to make her herself and her bedroom ready for Harm, in the past she'd really never wanted to do anything like this for any man she had dated. Not even Dalton. Damn it why was she thinking about him. The second man to die in her arms. She shook her head trying to rid herself of those types of thoughts.
'Knock Knock' God Harm was earlier than she expected. Giving herself a once over, she made her way from the bedroom to the living area. She took a deep breath and opened the door.
"Sarah you look breathtaking."
"John? What on earth are you doing here?"
"Well I did some inquiring and found out that you're going to be here for a while. Do you mind if I come inside?"
"Well.. you see I'm really not expecting anyone..."
It was at this time Harm walked up up. He looked somewhat shocked to find John Farrow standing in Mac's doorway. Sudden jealously took over him.
"Farrow what are you doing here?"
"I just stoped by to see Sarah."
"I see, do you always make it a habit to stop in on female officers?"
"What business is it of yours?"
"In case you've forgotten; Sarah is my fiancé."
John looked over at Mac, she nodded and held up her left hand. "Well Sarah I hope he makes you happy."
"He already is." John turned and left leaving Harm and Mac standing in her doorway. "Harm I'm so..."
Harm reached for her, taking her into his embrace. "Nothing to be sorry for, I'm not shocked he'd come looking for you, I know I would."
"I just really wanted tonight to be perfect for us. After all we have to make the most out of the little bit of time we have here together."
"Well than let's not waste anymore of this night." Harm picked up Mac, kicked her door closed, locking it behind him, carrying her to her bedroom.
Later in the night
Mac woke up, she propped her self up on her elbow, she casually started running her hand up down Harms chest, playing with the thin strip of black chest hair. After a while she closed her eyes and placed her head over his heart, letting the soft beating lull her back to sleep.
Harm waited till he was sure Mac was back asleep again, he readjusted himself so that he could take her fully into his arms. Sighing he began to wonder how he was going to be able to leave her in 2 weeks. As he drifted back off his mind started to formulate a plan that just might work.
Next Morning
As the morning sunlight peeped into the crack in the curtains, Mac began to stir in Harms embrace. She grimaced not wanting to get up,"Do I have to get up?"
"Afraid so Marine"
"Life isn't fare, I'd much prefer to remain here with you."
"I know the feeling. However we can't do that, but I'll give you a very good reason to get this day over and done with."
Now this peeked Mac's Curiosity, "You've got me intrigued flyboy."
"All I'm going to tell you is, show up at the hanger in your most stunning red dress when you get done today."
Mac glared at him, "My most stunning red dress?"
Harm wiggled his eye brows, "Red brings out your beautiful eyes."
"You think your charming ; don't you Flyboy."
"I know I'm charming. Plus I know you love that about me."
Mac pondered his words, she knows he's right, she loves that about him. Thinking back; she had to admit; she'd always loved that about him. He seemed to have the ability to make her knees turn into jello. However she'd never admit that to him, if she did it would just give him a bigger head then he's already has.
Pensacola JAG Office
Mac entered the office bullpen area and headed straight over to her desk. She hated being in the wide open area, and not in a comfortable office like the one she has back in D.C. ; she grimaced at the the thought of going back there without Harm, and worst of all the thought of working there without him, who would she bounce her ideas off of now. Bud? No not Bud; Brumby? She made a face at the thought of him. She kept thinking not noticing the person that approached her desk.
"Major MacKenzie?" Mac looked up.
"Yes Petty Officer; how might I help you?"
"This package just arrived for you. Where would you like for me to put for now?" Mac stood up and took the rather large flat box from the younger officer. "Thank you I'll just put over here for right now."
"Yes Ma'am; Ma'am if you'd like, I can see if I can find you a temporary office."
"Thank You Petty Officer?"
"Jones; Ma'am Cindy Jones."
Mac extended her hand to the young woman, "It's nice to meet you."
"And you as well Major, may I speak freely Ma'am?"
"Yes by all means."
"I'm very happy to have a nice senior officer here at least for a while."
"Really? Why is that."
"Well Ma'am; it's like this Commander Krennick is well; let's just say the name dragon comes to mind."
This sparked a memory, Mac remembered a conversation she'd had once with Bud about Commander Krennick. "I'm sorry Ma'am I was out..."
"It's fine Petty Officer, I'll keep this just between us. Trust me Marine's always keep their word."
"Thank you Ma'am; I'll find you that office now."
Mac smiled as she watched the younger woman walk away; in a odd way she reminded her of Harriet. Shaking her head she put her box on her desk and proceeded to open it up. She pulled out her scissors slicing open the top, she opened the flaps looking inside; her eyes got wide, she couldn't believe what her perfect sailor had done for her, she quickly took out the brown aviator jacket. Running her hand over the name patch Sarah 'Mac' MacKenzie - Rabb , along with her own Gold Wings over the top of her name. She just stood there smiling, good god she's a fool for him.
