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 care of.

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?"

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's apartment.

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 door.

"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 little smile.

"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.

"Thanks Harm."

"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. So scary."

"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 scream.

"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 eyes.

"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!