Chapter 15
1058 ZULU
A coffeehouse
London
I spot a coffeehouse, and pull over.
"Mac, stay in the car please."
"Why?" she asks.
"I don't think it would be a good idea for you to come out."
"Why would it not be a good idea?"
"You're still drunk, and you don't want to do anything that could get you in trouble."
"So, you're still trying to protect me Harm? What am I? Some hopeless case that you think needs your professional help? WELL, have I got news for you. I DON'T NEED YOUR HELP-OR ANYONE'S! I can fend for myself. I've done it before-"
I grabbed her wrist to prevent her from leaving. "LET ME GO! It's not going to benefit you to keep me here. If I'm going to get in trouble you're not going to stop me." She screamed.
"Mac, please listen for just a little. I care what happens to you. I don't want you making a mistake that can cost you your hard-earned career. You have accomplished so much in this life-why throw it away in a drunken rage? I know you're very angry with me, just please don't do this to yourself."
"I don't care what happens to me."
"What about your Uncle Matt? You know how proud he is of you? Are you going to disappoint him by throwing away your beautiful career?
"You've also served this nation with distinction and pride Mac, don't disappoint her."
She paused for awhile, but then looked up at me with a small smile, "Now I see why they made you a lawyer."
I smile in return, "I'll be right back."
I return a few minutes later with some coffee for both of us-hers being stronger of course.
To my relief she was still in the car where I had left her. I opened the door,
"Here you go Mac, just the way you like it."
She smiled weakly, "Thanks, I think I'm going to need it, the overhang seems to have kicked in."
(A/N: I have never been drunk; in fact I rarely drink at all. I've tried to make this as realistic as possible, but I don't know exactly how long Mac would have been drunk, so please bear with me.)
"I can't really sympathize there." I respond, glad to see she's returning to her normal self. I close my door, and start driving.
"You've never been drunk once in your life?" she asks in disbelief.
"Nope. Mom wouldn't let me near the alcohol when I was young, and drinking at the Academy was just plain stupid. After that, I suppose I was just too keen on flying and stuff to do so."
"Have you ever wanted to get drunk?"
"Plenty of times."
"When was the last time?"
Silence fell. This wasn't a question I wanted to answer. But, I answered anyway. "When you were going to be married to Brumby." I said softly.
"When?" she asked
"When you almost married Brumby."
A/N: So you see.. Harm does not always run away. Thanks for the reviews people!!!! I LOVE YOU GUYS!!!!
1058 ZULU
A coffeehouse
London
I spot a coffeehouse, and pull over.
"Mac, stay in the car please."
"Why?" she asks.
"I don't think it would be a good idea for you to come out."
"Why would it not be a good idea?"
"You're still drunk, and you don't want to do anything that could get you in trouble."
"So, you're still trying to protect me Harm? What am I? Some hopeless case that you think needs your professional help? WELL, have I got news for you. I DON'T NEED YOUR HELP-OR ANYONE'S! I can fend for myself. I've done it before-"
I grabbed her wrist to prevent her from leaving. "LET ME GO! It's not going to benefit you to keep me here. If I'm going to get in trouble you're not going to stop me." She screamed.
"Mac, please listen for just a little. I care what happens to you. I don't want you making a mistake that can cost you your hard-earned career. You have accomplished so much in this life-why throw it away in a drunken rage? I know you're very angry with me, just please don't do this to yourself."
"I don't care what happens to me."
"What about your Uncle Matt? You know how proud he is of you? Are you going to disappoint him by throwing away your beautiful career?
"You've also served this nation with distinction and pride Mac, don't disappoint her."
She paused for awhile, but then looked up at me with a small smile, "Now I see why they made you a lawyer."
I smile in return, "I'll be right back."
I return a few minutes later with some coffee for both of us-hers being stronger of course.
To my relief she was still in the car where I had left her. I opened the door,
"Here you go Mac, just the way you like it."
She smiled weakly, "Thanks, I think I'm going to need it, the overhang seems to have kicked in."
(A/N: I have never been drunk; in fact I rarely drink at all. I've tried to make this as realistic as possible, but I don't know exactly how long Mac would have been drunk, so please bear with me.)
"I can't really sympathize there." I respond, glad to see she's returning to her normal self. I close my door, and start driving.
"You've never been drunk once in your life?" she asks in disbelief.
"Nope. Mom wouldn't let me near the alcohol when I was young, and drinking at the Academy was just plain stupid. After that, I suppose I was just too keen on flying and stuff to do so."
"Have you ever wanted to get drunk?"
"Plenty of times."
"When was the last time?"
Silence fell. This wasn't a question I wanted to answer. But, I answered anyway. "When you were going to be married to Brumby." I said softly.
"When?" she asked
"When you almost married Brumby."
A/N: So you see.. Harm does not always run away. Thanks for the reviews people!!!! I LOVE YOU GUYS!!!!