Title: Reunion
Author: red rooster dawn
Pairing: Harm/Mac
Disclaimer: JAG is property of Belisarius productions, no copyright infringement intended.
Summary: With trepidation Mac returns home for her high school reunion.
part two
Friday
24 May
Arizona
A few weeks later Harm accompanied Mac to Arizona for her high school reunion. They were met at the airport by Ben who took them back to his house. All the better hotels had been filled up by those returning for the reunion, especially after learning that Sarah was going to be there.
"I hope you don't mind staying with us Sarah. As you know there aren't too many hotel rooms in town. With everyone returning to town for the reunion all the rooms are filled up." smiled Ben. He was happy that Sarah decided to come back for the reunion afterall.
"Are you sure your wife won't mind Ben? What about your kids, won't they mind?" asked Mac a little unsure if she had done the right thing in coming.
"The kids are spending the weekend with their friends. They're very happy about that. It was my wife's idea that you should stay with us." smiled Ben.
Twenty minutes later they arrived at Ben's house. It was a large eight room sprawling ranch with three bedrooms. It was a reasonably new house, built only twelve years ago. Ben led them to the front door where they were greeted by his wife.
"Sarah! You're here! I can't believe it. You've finally come back home to us!" exclaimed Tammy as she gave Mac a big hug.
"Tammy! You married a band geek! I thought you had better taste than that." replied Mac happily as she saw one of her best friends from high school standing there. A warm feeling filled her heart.
"We ended up going to the same college. We began hanging out together while we were there and then started dating. We got married ten years ago. we have a boy who is eight and a little girl who is five." explained Tammy.
"You look even more beautiful than you did in high school Sarah. However did you manage that and who is your friend?" asked Tammy with a seductive smile.
"Thank you Tammy. I workout a lot and run five miles a day. This Harmon Rabb Jr. He's a commander in the Navy. We work together at JAG Headquarters." smiled Mac.
"We're lawyers. I don't think too many people know that JAG is the Justice system in the military. Sarah is a Lieutenant Colonel in the Marine Corp." added Harm.
"Ben didn't tell me that. All he said was that he met you in Washington while he was on business. He said that he somehow convinced you into coming to the reunion." observed Tammy.
"It's such a beautiful day to stay inside dear, I think we should go outside and spend it in the backyard." directed Ben as he guided his wife out the door where their friends were waiting.
Ben and Tammy led Harm and Mac outside. Mac was surprised to see so many people in the backyard. Many of them were friends she hadn't seen in seventeen years.
Mac took a look at all the people standing in the background. She began to recognized the different people in the yard. They were girls that she had played softball, basketball, and volleyball with.
There were girls from her honors classes. She walked down the steps to greet them all. They shared hugs and platitudes. They told her about their families. Mac was beginning to realized that she had more friends during her high school years than she had remembered.
She began to realize that her life back then wasn't as bad as she remembered. She walked down the steps of the porch to greet her friends. Harm hung back out of the way to observe Mac in a place where he had never seen her, a place surrounded by her friends.
They were friends who loved her. He didn't want to get in the way of their reunion. He didn't want to take away from her moment in the sun.
"Did you bring any pictures of her Harm?" asked Ben.
"She brought three or four albums with her Ben. I'm sure you'll be able to find something you like." smile Harm.
"Thanks, I can scan the pictures into the computer later, then enlarge them, and then print out. What kind of pictures does she have?" asked Ben.
"You name it Ben she has it. There are enough photos to fill seven or eight albums. People are always taking pictures of us together and then giving us a copy. There are so many different kinds. You'll have to look through them and decide what you like best." replied Harm.
"Harm! Can you bring me the albums please!" ordered Mac.
Harm looked at Mac. She had a smile on her face that was as large as he had ever seen. She was glowing. He had never seen her so happy. She was in her element. He noticed that one of the husbands was filming the gathering of Mac and her friends. He was going to have to have a talk with him and get a copy made.
Harm went into the house and retrieved her bag that was filled with photo albums and brought it out to her. All her friends whistled their delight at seeing him and cooed their secret desires.
"Ladies, this is Harmon Rabb Jr. He's my partner and best friend at JAG." introduced Mac.
"He's gorgeous Sarah!" cried Cindy.
"You make a good looking couple Sarah." remarked Annabelle.
"Thank you. I have some albums I would like to share with all of you. They cover the last six years of my life." smiled Mac. She was so happy to see so many friends that she had forgotten she had.
They spent the next several hours looking through her albums and talking. There were so many pictures that it seemed each album had at least two hundred pictures in it. There were many candid pictures, some with Harm and Mac together and some were pictures of them by themselves.
They particularly liked some pictures of Mac in her different uniforms. It amazed them that Mac could look so good in the various uniforms. Their favorite was her in her BDU's wearing her floppy hat.
But they were really impressed when they saw Sarah in all her marvelous evening gowns. There were so many of them and they all seemed to be a different color and shade.
"You look so beautiful Sarah in these pictures. It seems like you're wearing a different gown in each of these pictures. Just how many gowns do you have?" asked Annie.
"I've lost count. There are too many to keep in my closet. I had to rent some space in Harm's building to store them all. But if I had to guess I would say somewhere between forty and forty five gowns." replied Mac to their amazement.
"Wow! How come you have so many gowns? How can you afford it?" asked Betty wishing that she had a few more than she did.
"I'm a lawyer, I make a pretty good living. Also, I don't have any children. It's my understanding that it costs a lot of money to raise them and save for their future. As to why I have so many gowns, Harm and I go to at least twelve to fifteen formal social events a year in Washington.
They seem to like having military officers at these function, it adds to the prestige of the event. Besides we are well connected in Washington. We know a lot of important people whom we've done favors for.
Sometimes we attend as many as five social functions in a very short period of time, especially around the holidays. As you all know it would be a major faux pas to be seen in the same gown in such a short period.
You are right about one thing Angela, every gown is a different color and has its own matching pair of shoes. I think you all can see the color red is my favorite color." smiled Mac. She was so happy to be sharing a part of her life with her friends.
"That reminds me of an interesting story going back to our first year working together. I noticed that Sarah was happier than normal. She had been dating Clowne, a partner at a prestigious law firm. I asked her what made women happy.
She told me a good man, a good career, and lots and lots of shoes." began Harm. Most of the women in the crowd shouted their agreement to that assessment.
"Shoes! I want more shoes!" they all shouted causing Harm and the other men there to laugh.
"She said two out of three wasn't bad. I mentioned Clowne." smiled Harm.
"His name was Dalton Lowne, not clown. You know that Harmon." correct Mac.
"I said no way, have you seen the size of his feet." smiled Mac.
Everyone laughed as Harm held his hands two feet apart to show them how big Lowne's feet were as in a clown's feet.
"Then somehow the conversation led to what I was expecting when the Admiral told me I would be getting a marine for a partner. I had thoughts of a short, stubby, arm wrestling jarhead with a tattoo.
Sarah gave me one of her sweet seductive smiles and said that she liked to arm wrestle, she had a tattoo, and technically she was a jarhead although she didn't like the term." smiled Harm.
All the ladies were engrossed with the story. Harm and Mac seemed to have something special between them. They had so many amazing stories to share.
"He gave me a look that scared me as I realized I must have said something out loud that I shouldn't have said. He was looking me up and down as though I was prize side of beef.
He was looking for something, but he didn't say anything. I said What? He asked me why he hadn't seen the tattoo before and where was it." smiled Mac.
"I still haven't seen it." pouted Harm as though he was hurt feigning injury.
"Are you talking about the one you got when you were sixteen or was it when you were eighteen on your ..... " offered Becky before Mac interrupted her.
"Becky!" chastised Mac before Becky could reveal the location of her tattoos. Harm was surprised to hear that Mac had more than one.