Title: 50 Ways To Get a Lover Series:  #2:  Trojan Horse Revisited

 

Author: Rising Sun

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Rated: PG-13

Summary: The revised edition of Trojan Horse – the way ADULTS should behave.

Spoilers: Trojan Horse

Pairings: Mac/Harm

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Story written: May 16, 2004

 

USS Watertown

1400

 

he case was finally over and Harm and Mac would soon be heading back to JAG HQ.  Harm’s curiosity knew no bounds and before he could stop himself he spoke.  “You get the insight you wanted?”

Mac did not play the innocent she answered directly.  “More than I wanted to know.”

He offered an explanation.  “Mac, you know it isn't easy; even when things are normal in a relationship.”

 

Mac had begun moving past him to start up the ship’s ladder, she paused.  “Harm, I've seen you through how many women and you've watched me fall in love, fall out of love get confused get angry.  What is normal? I don't think there's any such thing.”

She turned to continue up the ladder but his next comments stopped her dead in her tracks.  “We've been dancing around this for a year now. Are you in love with Webb?”

She hedged, “I might be.”

Harm began to feel slightly irritated and struggled to control himself, “So you're doing what you always do, leaving your options open, not committing.”

 

Mac went on the defensive, “Are you trying to throw me into his arms Harm; is that what you really want?”

The standing operating procedure kicked in and Harm backed off, “If you love him it doesn't really matter what I want.” On that note he walked away or at least tried to, but the Sarah Mackenzie who had visited Australia emerged.

 

“Harm!” She used her Lt Colonel voice on him and he stopped instinctively.  She stepped off the ladder and joined him.  “For once Harm.  Just once – what do YOU want?”

 

Harm stared at her.  The love he felt for her threatened to overwhelm him.  What did he have to loose?  He was already alone and continually butting heads with Mac.  Of course she was right – just once – say something.

 

Mac peered at him.  Her heart pounded hard in her chest.  What would he say?  This was the closest that they had come in a long time.  Would he back off yet again?  Was this to be their version of hell on earth?  “Harm?” She probed.

 

“You.” Came the soft reply almost a caress.

 

Mac froze. Time seemed to slow to a crawl and yet if possible her heart rate increased.

 

Harm observed the reaction and got scared.  “Mac?”

 

On hearing his voice Mac returned to real time.  “Harm…” she cleared her throat and started again.  “Harm, I…” she paused and then plunged in. “Harm did you just say ‘you’?”

 

He could only nod.  This was getting delicate and the wrong word could make the situation worse.

 

Mac’s sharp brain was moving at the speed of light.  “Harm, do you love me?” She asked in a low voice.  Though a mere whisper, Harm felt the impact as if it had been an upper right cut.  Again he nodded and when Mac continued to stare at him he articulated his response.  “Yes, I love you.”  He watched her closely for a response.

 

The smile split her face in two.  She moved in closer and in a husky voice said. “I love you too.  Now that didn’t hurt did it?”

 

The relief left Harm weak.

 

Mac could read the kiss coming and she stopped him cold.  “Not out here flyboy.”

 

He flashed her, his trade mark grin.  He could it now.  The woman he loved loved him back and she knew that he knew that she knew!  He grabbed her by the wrist and headed for the Ward Room.

 

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The two senior officers entered the Ward Room and Harm spotted a Junior Officer cleaning up.  She looked up as they entered.  “DISMISED!” Harm snapped.

 

She took one look at the grim faces of the superior officers and she scuttled out. 

 

Harm slammed the hatch closed, braced Mac against it and initiated a deep kiss.  She responded in kind.  This was an eraser kiss.  They were wiping away past encounters and imprinting their souls with true love.

 

THE END.