Author's Notes: I just saw the episode 'The Stalker' on USA, and I thought
that the second to last scene just screamed fanfic! So of course, I just
had to write one, right? So here it is, I'm not sure how long it's gonna
be though, depends on the kinda reviews I get *wink, wink, nudge, nudge *!
Harm and Mac sat quietly in his car. Harm was driving Mac home, he had
arranged for Bud to pick Mac's car up from Coster's hideout. Before they
left, he had also called the police, to make sure that Coster was taken
Mac looked over at Harm. She noticed that he hadn't stopped touching her
since they left the hideout. His hand was always at the small of her back,
on her arm, holding her own hand, always keeping contact with her. She
looked down at where his hand rested on top of her on the shift stick.
Harm looked over at her. "Yeah Mac?"
"Where are we going?" She asked, looking out the window. "This isn't the
way to my apartment." It wasn't that she didn't trust him, she was just
curious as to where they were going.
"My apartment." He said quietly. "Mac, I hope you don't mind, it's just,
I was almost lost you tonight, and. . ." Mac leaned over and quieted him
by touching her fingers to his lips.
"I understand Harm." She looked at him, her gaze intense. Harm turned
back to the road, and Mac turned her eyes back to the window. But neither
made a move to change the position of their hands. They soon arrived at
Harm got out, and went around to the passenger door, to help Mac out. She
got out, and discreetly took his hand. They then made their way upstairs.
Mac waited patiently by his side, as he tried to find the key to his
apartment, finally having to let go of his hand, to let him unlock the
"Why don't you go and take a shower, I'll try to find something for you to
wear, since I doubt that you want to wear those clothes for the rest of the
night." Mac smiled gratefully.
"Thanks Harm." She turned towards the bathroom, but then turned back
around. "For everything." She stated empathetically. She offered him a
"Mac, I'm just happy that I found you in time. You don't have to thank me
for anything." He smiled back at her, a full-fledged Flyboy smile. Mac
let out the breath she had been holding, and her smile spread. She turned
back around, and disappeared into Harm's bathroom.
Harm retreated to the kitchen, and started to put some water on to boil.
But then he remembered something that his mom had done for him as a kid
when he was feeling awful. He went to his refrigerator, and got out a
carton of milk. He went to his pantry, and looked for the chocolate syrup.
He soon was making two cups of hot chocolate.
"Harm?" Mac's voice called out from his bedroom. He turned to see Mac
wrapped in a towel, hair still dripping. "I didn't know where you kept
your t-shirts and stuff, so. . . " She let her voice trail off.
Harm finally tore his eyes from the image that Mac made, standing in the
doorway of his bedroom, with only a towel on. "Sorry Mac, I was in here,
and I forgot that you only take ten minutes in the shower." Mac smiled and
laughed a little. Harm smiled back, and walked over to the bedroom. "I'll
show you where I keep the clothes."
Mac followed him into the room, and sat on his bed patiently, while he
searched his drawers for something for her to wear. He finally held up a
large white t-shirt. "This okay?" He asked. Mac nodded.
"Mac, if I've said it once, you don't need to thank me for anything." He
tossed her the t-shirt. "I'm going to go back into the kitchen, let you
change." Mac smiled, and got up from the bed.
Harm set their hot cocoa on the coffee table in his living room. He sat
down on the couch, and closed his eyes, trying to relieve some of the
stress that the last few days had brought. He didn't realize that Mac had
come into the room until she sat down next to him on the couch.
"Hey." She whispered. Harm opened his eyes, and found himself staring at
Sarah Mackenzie. 'She looks so beautiful.' Harm thought. 'She can look
gorgeous in anything. For heaven's sake, she's just wearing my shirt with
no makeup, and she's still. . . perfect.'
"Hey" He whispered back. As if pulled by unseen forces, they leaned in.
Harm's lips met Mac's in a soft sweet kiss. In a few short seconds, it was
over, as he pulled away. "Mac I'm. . ." He started to say.
"Harm don't you dare say that you're sorry, please. It was comfort, I
needed it." Mac pleaded quietly with Harm, her finger on his lips. She
gazed into his eyes, and then reached for a mug. "This is really good."
She said, sipping the hot cocoa.
"Thanks. My mom would make it for me when I didn't feel good. I thought
that you definitely deserved it." They both smiled, and continued to drink
their cocoa in a comfortable silence.
"You've been through a lot tonight Mac, why don't you go to sleep?" Harm
said. Mac nodded gratefully. "You can take the bed, I'll take the couch."
Mac caught his arm, as he was about to get up. "Can you hold me tonight?"
She glanced down in embaressment, ashamed that she was so vulnerable. Harm
tilted her head up, and she immediately started to explain. "I don't want
you to think I'm weak, but after the confrontation, it just seems so real.
"Mac, you're not weak. A lesser person would have broken down a long time
ago." Harm said, helping Mac off the couch.
"Thank you" She said quietly.
"It's nothing Mac. It's the least I can do for you." Harm looked at her
with something intense in his eyes. Love in his eyes? Mac gently shook
her head. 'Not love marine. It's friendship, not love!' She thought.
A Few Hours Later. . .
Shortly after Mac fell asleep, Harm allowed himself to drift into a light
sleep. He had only been asleep for about three hours, when he woke at the
sound of Mac's voice.
"Please don't hurt me Frank. No!" Her voice grew frantic, but she still
did not wake. "Harm help me, please, help!" She started to toss and turn
violently. "NO!!!!! HELP ME HARM!!!!!!" She let loose a blood-curdling
"Mac, Sarah, wake up! It's just a dream!" Harm whispered to her. He
grasped her shoulders, and gently shook her awake. Her eyes popped open,
and in them, Harm could see the sheer terror she must have felt only hours
ago. "It's okay Sarah, it was just a dream. Coster can't hurt you
anymore." Harm whispered into her hair.
She turned to him, and buried her face in his chest. She started to cry,
the tension of the past few days overwhelming her. Harm let her cry,
whispering comforting nothings to her. Eventually her sobs quieted and she
looked up at him. "Can I talk to you about it? Maybe it'll help if I get
it off my chest."
"Of course Mac, whatever will make you feel better." Harm said quietly,
hoping that he could help his Marine. She nodded, and looked down for a
moment, trying to collect her thoughts. She looked up at him suddenly.
"In my dream, I was back in the hideout. Everything was happening again,
but I called out for help, and you didn't come." Mac was silent for a
second, as she remembered what she had gone through that night. "The look
in Coster's eyes. . . " She shuddered. "I was so scared that you weren't
going to come rescue me Harm. And then when you did, I was so scared that
he would. . . he would. . . hurt you."
Harm brushed away the tears on her cheek. "It's okay Mac. He can't hurt
you or me anymore." Mac formed a watery smile. She nodded and continued.
"Anyway, he was. . . touching me, and," Harm tightened his grip on her when
he heard this. Mac smiled up at him, and kept going. "And I got this
sinking feeling that you weren't going to come for me. I just gave up."
She started to quietly cry again.
Harm waited patiently for her to calm down, while running his hands up and
down her back. Mac calmed down, and started again. "I woke up just as he
came at me. The look in his eyes. . . It scared me to death Harm." She
looked up at him. "I was so happy when I heard that door open tonight.
But then I was so afraid when I saw you fall down those stairs, I thought
he was going to kill you right then and there. I couldn't have lived with
myself if he had killed you."
"Mac are you going to be okay?" Harm asked, his concern voiced in his
"I think that I'll be good Sailor." Mac said smiling. "I think that I can
go back to sleep now Harm. Thank you for listening to me."
"I'd do anything for you Sarah." He whispered. He kissed her forehead
gently, then watched as she drifted off to sleep. "Anything Sarah."
Author's Notes: So what did you guys think? I'm having a little trouble
with the second chapter but as soon as I have it done, I'll post. That is,
if you guys want me to. Please review and tell what you thought, any
suggestions, you know. . .the regular stuff!