Out to Sea

By: Comm. Butler

Disclaimer: I don't own Harm, Mac, Bud, or Harriet or any of the other characters they belong to DPB, CBS, and Paramount. Please don't sue me I don't have anything worth the trouble of suing. I wrote this for pure entertainment only!

Author's Note:

The idea for this just popped into my head and I'm not quite sure when in the JAG timeline it will fit so therefore I will leave it up to you to decide. With that said, I don't know how this entire story will unravel so you will have to bear with me. I would much appreciate feedback whether it is good or bad. Also if you find yourself becoming bored with it at any time please tell me so I can try to make the next chapter more enjoyable. Once again feedback is highly prized and thanks to you for taking the time to read it.



1830 Romeo

Sarah Mackenzie stepped out of her office and into the now rather lifeless bullpen on Friday dog-tired. She wanted to go home and take a nice long bubble bath and then curl up with a good book and a cup of coffee. She sighed there was no way that was going to happen, instead she would spend the majority of the night with the one person right now she couldn't stand. Harmon Rabb. She groaned, the thought of working with him seemed unbearable, as her mind flashed back to Tuesday.


Harm Mac and Bud sat in the library at 2300 that evening with books and papers everywhere and the remains of their Chinese dinner on the table. Harm was going on about how they could get Lt. Rhodes off the hook based on pattern and Mac was on her last nerve and even that was quickly fading. She stared at the file in front of her staring at the same sentence over and over until Harm's yapping finally snapped that last nerve.

"HARM! SHUT UP! How many times do I have to tell you there is no pattern. Lt. Rhodes killed her boyfriend and that's all there is to it and we can't win this one! We been studying it front to back since Friday and we have nothing that is even circumstantial to use in court. So face Flyboy we are not going to win!" Mac shouted at him coldly slamming the book shut and causing both Harm and Bud to jump. Harm stood slowly and snapped back in a cold and level tone that could have come close to freezing hell over, "Well then Colonel what do you suppose we do then since my theory just won't work."

"You want me to be honest, okay then. Honestly I don't know but I'm not sitting here I'm going home where I might think of something and I suggest that you do the same." She shot back just as icily. With that she snapped her briefcase shut and snatching up her cover stomped out of the library, leaving a shocked Bud and a fuming Harm in her wake.

*** End Flashback***

Mac shook the memory away thankful that the case was over, but it still hadn't stopped their fighting for the rest of the week. They had tried to remain civil but that didn't last long, countless times they had yelled at the other in her's or in Harm's office. Though today had been much worse. They had been standing in the bullpen after talking to the Admiral and were trying to keep their argument from causing too much attention, but when Harm made a comment that was below the belt Mac had once again snapped. She yelled at him and began throwing back insults some of which were of no relevance. Harm had come back with some very nasty ones that she had been almost in tears. She had to end it so she slapped him and then turning on her heel had run back to her office with everyone else present standing in shocked silence.

Yes, that by far had been the worst, and now she regretted saying those things, but she could not, and would not forgive him for what he had said back. At least not yet anyway.

By now she had reached the parking lot and was covered in the rain that had been pouring down all day. She unlocked her corvette and sat down inside and closing the door her mind still racing.

What if this was what had building for a long time? What if this was the end of the friendship they had worked so hard to keep intact? What if he would ever forgive her? Would the Admiral split us up? I hope not and I hope Harm will forgive me. Mac was now crying as she thrust her keys into the ignition. One last thought entered her mind as she pulled out of the lot she didn't know exactly why it came either, but it came anyway. Would he go back on his promise for their baby and if he didn't, would they ever have a chance of becoming something more or were they just gathering speed on a downhill slope? She sincerely hoped that he wouldn't and that they may still have a chance however small it might be. With that she turned on the Beltway and headed to Harm's apartment.