Part 4: I'll Be

Disclaimer: I do not own any part of Jag.

Author's Note: This is my absolute favorite song from Reba. If you've never heard it please take my advice and do it! I actually fell in love with the music video of this first on youtube, but it really doesn't have anything to do with this kind of love. Trust me if you want to treat yourself to a really sappy, sweet video go watch it right now! Of course if you read this, please, please, please review it.

Setting: Sometime in the sixth season, and just pretend that Harriet wasn't pregnant with baby Sarah. HM all the way!!

"And when you're there with no one there to hold

I'll be the arms that reach for you"

Mac awoke to the incessant ringing of a telephone. She knew it wasn't the sound of her own phone, and it took her a minute to remember where she was. That was when the flood of memories of the night before came to her. Putting those aside for a minute she listened as she heard Harriet answer the phone. Hearing only one side of the conversation made it hard for her to figure out who it was until she heard Harriet say, "Yes I've seen her, she came over here last night."

This made Mac listen even harder. She knew that it had to be Harm. She wasn't sure if she should be glad that he was worried about her or if she should have gone somewhere else, further into hiding. The next words from Harriet made her want to go out and steal the phone away from her, "No Commander, I don't think she wants to see you. She had a pretty bad night last night. I think she's still asleep in fact."

That couldn't have been further from Mac's mind at that time. She wanted to see him more than anything. She wanted to know if she screwed up their friendship for good. Although Harriet's next answer made her feel a little better, "Well if you think you can get her to see you come on over."

Mac's heart started to beat a little faster. He's actually coming over! Thank God! Then again, what if he wants to tell me that we can never have the relationship we used to? What if he's coming over to say good bye again? What if this is really the end for us? I don't think I could handle that.

Mac quickly made it into the living room where Harriet was just ending her conversation with Harm. Harriet obviously didn't know Mac was up, jumping when she saw her. "Oh sorry ma'am, I didn't realize you were awake."

"It's okay Harriet," Mac said, stifling a yawn, "the phone woke me up."

Harriet tried to hide the grimace that flashed across her face. "Uh, yeah, that was the Commander. He wanted to see you."

"Did it sound like a good thing or not?" Mac asked, even less comforted by the look on Harriet's face.

"I can't tell you for sure. He was very insistent that he had to see you today though. He wouldn't tell me why."

Mac shifted her eyes to the floor. She wasn't sure what to say, but she was still elated to know that he was at least willing to talk to her. "When is he coming?" She asked after a few seconds of uncomfortable silence.

"He was just leaving as he hung up." Harriet said, turning around and going to the kitchen.

Mac knew that didn't leave her much time. Not that she really needed it; she didn't have any clothes with her other than what she was wearing the day before. So she slipped into the bathroom for a quick shower, and used a new toothbrush that Harriet had set out for her. Sliding back into the clothes she had on the night before was more than a little unsettling. Aside from the fact that she didn't like wearing dirty clothes, these clothes also brought memories with them. Memories that she really wanted to get away from at that moment.

As Mac left the bathroom she heard the doorbell ring. Knowing it wasn't her home, she let Harriet get the door. Even though Mac knew who it was she was still surprised to see Harm standing in the doorway. He looked like he hadn't gotten much sleep the night before. There were bags under his eyes, he was still wearing the same clothes from the night before, and his shoulders slumped as if he was carrying the weight of the world on them. His appearance may have left something to be desired, but Mac couldn't have been happier to see him. The night before she'd thought that he would never want to see or talk to her again, but here he was.

Harriet glanced back at Mac as if to ask if it was alright that she let him in. Mac just nodded in response. Without another word Harriet excused herself from the room to let them talk.

Harm spoke first, "Hi."

"Hi."

"Mac, can I ask you something?" Harm asked, not sure of what answer he was expecting to get.

"Sure." She replied, looking at her feet, knowing exactly what he was going to say.

"Why did you come over last night?" He asked, now not sure if he would like the answer he was about to get.

She took a deep breath, trying to calm her nerves as she started to speak, "I… I guess I just got tired of waiting Harm. You said in Australia that you needed more time, I decided that time was up."

He studied her for a moment, not sure of what to say to that. Then something else popped into his head, "What about Brumby? Isn't he in the picture anymore?"

"Actually," She sat down on the couch, "he's not. He left me about a week ago."

"Oh Mac, I'm sorry… I didn't mean…" He was evidently worried about her even though he still hated the guy.

"It's okay. He realized that he couldn't give me what I wanted." Looking him straight in the eye as she talked.

"And what is it that you want Mac?" He asked, finally coming to sit next to her.

"I thought that would be evident from what happened last night." She smiled sadly.

He took her hand in his rubbing his thumb over the back of her hand, "I have to say I didn't mind that. I just wish someone else wouldn't have been there."

She took her hand out of his at hearing those words, "About that. How did Renee take it?"

"She was pretty upset." He answered honestly. "But I should be thanking you. You really helped me out last night."

She eyed him curiously, "How's that?"

"I was going to break up with her last night anyway. You made it easier for me. Actually I didn't have to do too much after she saw that. She was gone in less than ten minutes from the time you got there." He said taking her hand once again.

Mac smiled up at him nervously, "So is she really gone?"

"Yes Sarah, she's gone. Not that you ever had to worry. I just wish you would've done that sooner."

She let out a slight chuckle, not sure what to do next. "What do we do now?"

"Well I was thinking that we could replay the events of last night, redone a little. Then we could go out for dinner later, and maybe a movie?" He smiled at her, his eyes sparkling like she hadn't seen them do in a long time.

"Sounds like a plan to me!" She smiled, leaning forward and pressing her lips lightly to his. This time he responded fully. Pulling back they both felt more content then they had in a long time. They knew that for once they'd gotten things right. She laughed lightly, thinking about her conversation with Harriet the night before, "You know something? Harriet was right."

"About what?"

"She said anything could happen when you're in love."

"Are you telling me that you love me?" He asked, putting a finger under her chin to raise her face to his.

"Yeah I guess I am. I love you Harmon Rabb Jr." she leaned in and caught his lips again.

"I love you too Sarah Mackenzie."

A/N: So what do you think? Should I leave it here? I can't decide. Depending on reviews I may have to make a sequel, and that's something I've never done.