Title: Harm-ful encounter (Part 1) Author: Daphne Email: Srtaborradora84@yahoo.com Category: Harm/Mac Romance, WARNING: Rape/bondage in part 1

Rating: R

Spoilers: None that I know of

Disclaimer: I don't own them, If I did, we wouldn't have to wait as long for Harm/Mac to get together

Summary: "Harm" hurts Mac more than anyone else ever has. But Mac finds that you can't always believe what you see. Feedback: Please! I want to know how I'm doing, that's the only way to make it better. Archive: Sure, just let me know please. Author Note: PLEASE don't kill me. Don't give up hope on part one, its not what you or Mac thinks!!

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Sarah "Mac" Mackenzie returned to her apartment after working late at JAG Headquarters. She was exhausted. It had been a long day in court for both her and Harm. She'd been presiding again and while it went slightly better than the last time, Harm knew that he didn't have a case and was taking it all out on her. She took off her coat and jacket and laid them on the back of a chair. A soft sigh escaped her lips as she walked into her bedroom. "Harmon Rabb is going to drive me nuts one of these days.." She said to no one in particular.

She didn't notice the dark figure come up behind her until she was picked up and thrown down hard onto the bed. It knocked the wind out of her, leaving her unable to fight as her arms were tied above her head nor could she fight when she felt her skirt being shoved roughly up so it bunched around her waist and her legs were tied apart. When she finally got her breath back, she attempted to scream and pull at the bindings, only to have a hand coming crashing down on top of her mouth and the bindings tighten painfully. A soft whimper escaped her. She looked up and found herself staring into the blue-green eyes of her partner. She squirmed more, finally breaking her mouth free from under his hand. "Harm! What the hell do you think you're doing? Let me go!"

She received silence as an answer as he moved back down and ripped her uniform top open, sending buttons flying across the room. "HARM!" She shrieked. "What are you DOING?!"

He pulled out a knife and held it to her throat causing her to gasp. //What's going on? Why is he doing this?// Her mind was screaming. Something was very wrong. They didn't even look like his eyes. There was so much.hatred there. It caused her to tremble underneath the weight of his body. "Harm, *please*. You don't want to do this to me. You care about me. We're friends." He ran the cold metal down the valley between her breasts and under the fabric, with one flick the material flew open. Panic filled her. "NO! HARM!! STOP!!!"

The back of his hand came into contact with her cheek hard causing her to whimper. She again felt the cold metal traveling. This time it traveled down her stomach and cut through the material of her uniform skirt. "STOP! Please.please.stop." Tears began to spill down her cheeks as she felt the knife cut off her panties and watched as all her garmets got tossed aside. She heard the sickening sound of his zipper being lowered and a soft sob escaped her throat. "Why Harm? Why are you doing this to me?" She whispered, heartbroken. Of all the men in her life, she trusted Harm the most and would never have imagined him doing this to her. She closed her eyes tightly, unable to watch him. Her body shook with pain with every violent thrust. The next thing she knew was the darkness that claimed her as the pain caused her to pass out.