One of my very favorite scenes in JAG was Harm and Mac's kiss under the mistletoe. So I just couldn't write a Christmas ficlet story without a mistletoe chapter, and I hope you like Harm and Mac mistletoe kisses, too! :)


Mistletoe


"Sammy is an old friend," Sarah explained as they returned home later that night. "We've known him since before Harm was even born. And we've been growing grapes for the winery for years."

"Well, he's definitely a character," Mac laughed. "He knew exactly who I was before I even introduced myself."

"Mac, Sammy knows everything," Harm informed her. "Or at least he thinks he does."

"That he does," Sarah confirmed. "Well, that was a wonderful evening. I hope you both enjoyed yourself." She stopped in the hallway to remove her coat.

"We did, Grandma," Harm said, taking his grandmother's coat for her.

"Why, thank you, dear," she said. "Always such a gentleman. Now make sure you're a real gentleman and don't leave your lady without a good night kiss."

Harm raised an eyebrow.

"Good night," Sarah said with a twinkle in her eye.

She started up the stairs, and it was only then that Harm and Mac noticed the little sprig of mistletoe hanging high above the stairway.

Harm's eyes narrowed at the retreating form of his grandmother. "How'd you get that up there, Grandma?"

"A little bit of Christmas magic, dear," Sarah replied. She turned around and winked at them. "Don't go breaking tradition now, you hear?"

As she disappeared into the bedroom at the top of the stairs, Harm and Mac remained frozen where they were, staring at each other with slightly sheepish half-smiles.

"Well, we...uh, wouldn't want to break tradition," Harm whispered, his voice low and husky.

"No, we wouldn't," Mac agreed.

She took a step closer at the same time he did, and their lips met in a sweet, passionate kiss.

He tasted so good, Mac thought as she wrapped her arms around his neck. His mouth was warm and tender, and his hands on her hips pulled her flush against him, deepening the kiss until the only coherent thought that crossed her mind was that this was all she ever wanted for Christmas.