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Tricked

"Wow. You actually understood that?" Mac asked, pretending not to notice the question.

"I'm gonna kill him!" Harm exclaimed.

"Harm…" Mac knew him too well not to see the fire enter his eyes. "Harm, calm down…please." She placed a hand on his chest. She sighed as she felt those strong muscles that only a flyboy could have, tense up.

"NO!! He had no right!"

"Harm, its okay. It really doesn't matter. Just lay, down. I'm fine," she soothed, rubbing his back in circular motions with her other hand.

"NO!" Harm yelled. Mac sighed as he pulled away and pulled on his clothes.

"What are you doing?" she asked cautiously.

"Getting dressed."

"Why?"

"I'm gonna give that abomination what he deserves," he said it as if it was the most natural thing in the world.

"Ah, no you're not," Mac stood up and blinked and shook her head. She was really dizzy but she had to stop him. She walked over and stood in the doorway, blocking his way.

"Mac, Move."

"No." she closed her eyes tightly as the room started to spin again.

Harm sighed. "Sit down, Mac. You shouldn't be up." He put an arm around her waist as she tried to grip the doorframe for support but missed. "Easy," he tried to lead her back to the bed. She winced and pulled away from him, putting a hand on either side of the door frame, totally blocking his way out.

"No. Not until you do."

"Well, we'll be here for a while then," he replied determinedly.

"Probab-" She got cut off as his lips met hers. She wrapped her arms around his neck as he did the same around her waist. Then he pulled away and shot past her out the door, with a proud grin on his face. "Damn pilots," she sighed as she realized what happened. "HARM!!"

Harm poked his head round the corner. "Yeah?" he asked innocently.

"What are you doin'," she sighed. She felt as if she was dealing with her sister Chloe again.

"…Getting' the phone…"

"Oh. I see. So the phones outside now?"

"…um…No…"

"Then why are you dressed?"

"…I was cold."

"I see." She got an idea. "Then come to bed."

"But… I'm not tired…" he asked confused

"So?"

"Why would I wanna go to bed when I'm not tired?"

"Come on and I'll show you…" she said moving toward him with a shining glint in her eye. His eyes widen.

She got closer and grabbed the edge of his jacket while rubbing his chest with the other hand. She started undoing the buttons while coaxing him into his room before her so she could be on top. She pushed him onto his bed and quickly ran out of the room, slamming and locking the door behind her.

"HA!" she exclaimed.

"HEY! Mac! THAT'S NOT FAIR!" Harm wined, pounding on the door.

"Hey, I never made you go in there," she defended proud of herself but feeling really bad at the same time. Oh, how she didn't want to have stopped.

"No, but you tricked me!"

"Sue me!"

"Be nice! Or…or… or I'm tellin' AJ!"

"OH, WA!"

Someone knocked on the front door. Mac went to answer it. "Admiral?"

"Mac?" AJ asked, equally confused. "I thought Rabb lived here."

""He does," she glanced at the clock on the wall above the door. "What are you doin' here? It's one o'clock in the fuckin' mornin'!"

"I could ask you the same thing. Where's the commander?" he asked, leaning to look round her.

"Oh, he's in bed."

"I see. What happed to your-"

"LET ME OUT!"

"NO!" Mac yelled over her shoulder.

"What was that…?" the admiral gave her a questioning look.

"Was what?" she asked, brushing a strand of hair behind her ear.

"Was that Harm?"

"No…"

"Then who were you yelling at? And where is he?"

"AJ! LET ME OUT!"

"Step aside colonel." AJ ordered. Mac reluctantly did as she was told. AJ walked to Harm's bedroom and unlocked it.

"I'M GONNA KILL YOU!" Harm yelled as he came charging out of the room. The Admiral caught him and held him back, just in time to stop him from tackling Mac. "LET ME GO!"

"HA. HA!'" Mac dodged and ran into the bathroom as he got loose and came charging towards her. CLICK. She locked it just as Harm caught up to her. BAM!

"Ok. Not smart. Damn! That hurt Mackenzie!" Harm yelled the slowly developing lump on his forehead.

"Oops. My bad." came the marine's cocky reply. Harm started yelling at her, which starts a yelling match.

"ENOUGH!" Silence. AJ sighed. "Ok, now, can somebody please tell me what the HELL is going on?" he slapped himself on the forehead as they both start yelling- each blaming the other. "Why do I bother?" he muttered. "Mackenzie! Get your ass out her!"

Mac came out of the bathroom with a proud look in her eyes. She stands by harm, who hits her on the back of the head. "What- what was that for?!" she exclaimed.

"You took me hostage…IN MY OWN HOUSE!" looking at her in disbelief. "You deserved it!"

"I did not. You went in there on your own," she defended, raising her hands in surrender.

"Coz you tricked me!"

"Nooo… Coz you're a pervert."

"Whoa!! Hold up!" AJ held up a hand to silence the next barricade of accusations. "Do I want to know?"

"I don't know. Do you?" Harm shot back, still glaring at Mac.

"Judging by the cuts and bruises, you had fun. In which case, no. I don't. I mean c'mon guys! I know it's only natural, and exciting, but did you really have to get so rough, that you look like you got on Scar's bad side? Really?" He said in disbelief, referring to one of his all-time favorite movies, The Lion King.

"…"

"It's ok. I've done it too. I mean, hell, how else did Francesca come to be?"

Both of the junior officers looked at each other then Harm burst out laughing and Mac's eyes widened as they realized what their CO thought had happened."No! No! No! It's not what you think!" Mac said quickly, waving her hands out in front of her, blushing violently.