Title: Harm and Mac Songbook: (Last Night) I didn't get to sleep at all

Author: Rising Sun

Rated: PG-13 (NC-17 available)

Classification: JAG Story/Angst

Summary: Mac searches in vain for some sleep.

Disclaimer: JAG characters portrayed belong to JAG, CBS and Paramount Television. No copyright infringement intended. All other characters depicted are purely fictional and any similarities to actual

people are purely coincidental.

Performing in this saga:

"(Last Night) I didn't get to sleep at all" is sung by The Fifth Dimension

Feedback: Would be nice.

Author's note: The HMS series is written in a manner that allows for each story to be read as a self-contained story or as part of an arc. This story is part of a possible quintet:

* HMS11a: It Wasn't Me

* HMS11b: Lady Love

* HMS11c: Emotions

* HMS11d: Last Night I Didn't Get to Sleep At All

* HMS11e: Survivor

WARNING: If you can't handle infidelity among your fav characters then DON'T READ THIS!

Story Written - 2001

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2321 LOCAL

RABB RESIDENCE

WASHINGTON DC

Mac had been in bed since 2230 and had yet to fall asleep. She just lay in the bed that now felt massive with only her in it. The kids had been asleep for hours ... she envied them. The sleep of the innocent.

It had been two weeks since the nightmare had begun. Only thing is that it was not a dream it was real. Harm had gotten the seven-year itch and he had scratched it with a vengeance.

Now here she was at eleven twenty one and fifteen seconds and she could not sleep.

As Chief of Staff at JAG she had a hectic schedule. As a mother of a five-year and three-year old she was run off her feet. Mac was tired. Too tired to sleep. She closed her eyes and there was the scene unfolding in slow motion and in Technicolor with surround sound.

She could tell it was going to be another long night of watching the clock mark time.

{Maybe I should just call Harm and ... and what?} She thought. {Ask for a divorce? Ask for a reconciliation? Ask for a WHAT!?}

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Last night I didn't get to sleep at all no no

I lay awake and watched until the morning light

Watched away the darkness of the lonely night (lonely night)

Oh and last night I got to thinking may be I I I

Should call you up and just forget my foolish pride

I heard your number ringing I went cold inside

And last night I didn't get to sleep at all

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0257 LOCAL

RABB RESIDENCE

WASHINGTON DC

Her five year old suddenly appeared at the foot of her bed. "Mum?" He said.

She was at his side instantly. "What's wrong David?"

"Mum I'm thirsty."

She sighed with relief. "Come along." They trotted to the kitchen. He had his drink and Mac tucked him back into his bed.

There was no need to go back to bed she wasn't sleeping anyway. Maybe a sleeping pill would do the trick? Anything to get her through the night.

{Where did I go wrong for us to end up like this?} Her active mind was going into overdrive. {It's not my fault, but Lord this pain is heartache is killing me and I need a rest.}

She headed for the bathroom: Yeah a sleeping pill would do the trick. Of course it was just a waste of time, she couldn't close her eyes with Harm on her mind.

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I know it's not my fault I did my best

God knows this heart of mine could use a rest

But more and more I find the dreams I left behind

Are somehow too real to replace (replace)

Oh last night I didn't get to sleep at all no no

The sleeping pill I took was just a waste of time

I couldn't close my eyes cause you were on my mind

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0335 LOCAL

RABB RESIDENCE

WASHINGTON DC

Mac awoke in a cold sweat her face had morphed into Renee's ... the ultimate nightmare. Would this NEVER end?

She lay back on the bed. Another night of barely getting to sleep at all. She checked her internal clock: 0457 ... may as well get up and start a new day.

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But more and more I find the dreams I left behind

Are somehow too real to replace (replace)

THE END