Title: JAG Case
Files #111
Rated: PG-13
Classification: Story/Romance: Harm/Mac
Spoiler:
Summary: A little too much mistletoe in the Christmas.
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.
Feedback: Would be nice.
Story Written November 26, 2001
1300
LOCAL
JAG
HQ
“Harm
your client needs help.” Mac said as
they walked out of the Court Room and headed towards the bullpen.
“You
can say that again.”
“I
will - Harm your client needs help.”
She repeated.
“Oh
droll Colonel – droll. What do you
suggest?”
“It’s
Christmas. Let the Petty Officer stay where he is for now and we’ll talk
later.”
“OK”
He held open the door to allow his partner through, only to be stopped by
Harriett.
“Sir,
Ma’am” she smiled.
They
looked at her but she said nothing. Finally Mac spoke “What is it Harriett?”
The Lieutenant pointed up. Mac followed
the direction indicated and froze she heard Harm groan. They had stopped to
talk under a piece of mistletoe.
Harriett raised an eyebrow at Harm.
“OK
Harriett.” He surrendered and kissed Mac on the cheek.
“Easy
Navy.” Mac smiled at him even as disappointment registered at the platonic
nature of the kiss.
Harriett
too was disappointed and said so. “With all due respect sir, I give Little AJ a
more passionate kiss than that and I’m his mother!”
“Passion?
Lieutenant? You want passion?” Harm smelt a challenge. Mac involuntarily took a
backward step. “Oh no Mac.” He reached for her.
Mac
had been lost in her thoughts of what the kiss could have been and was only
half listening to the two officers. She
snapped to full focus as she felt Harm slip his arm round her waist and gently
pull her towards him. She trembled at his touch. She could have escaped if she
had so desired as he held her with one hand and his brief case in the other. As
it was she complied with his tug.
Her
gaze fell into his and she was lost. He bent his head; she parted her lips and
gave him access to her wants, needs and the depths of her soul.
She
too was holding her briefcase, but with her free hand she ran her fingers
through his thick hair, then caressed his cheek and jaw line. The kiss
deepened, the atmosphere crackled and work in the bullpen stopped.
They
were jerked back to reality by … “What the hell is going on!” AJ Chedwiggen bellowed.
Harriett
could have sworn they pulled apart reluctantly. Mac reoriented to her reality and faced her CO. “Mistletoe sir.”
AJ
glared at the three officers and debated with himself. “Wait for the Christmas
party – dismissed!”
“Aye
sir!” the three snapped to as he walked away.
“Er
Commander?” Harriett whispered – he
looked at her “Lipstick sir.”
“Thanks”
He headed for the men’s room.
“Lieutenant.”
Mac went into Marine mode to survive the onslaught on her emotions and body
both of which were in over drive.
“Ma’am.”
Harriett snapped to as Mac was also the Chief of Staff and she could sense that
the Colonel’s mood had changed.
“Take
that mistletoe down and any others you have hanging around. Put them up for the party but take them down
for now.”
“Aye
ma’am.”
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1700
LOCAL
MAC’S
OFFICE
Mac
had taken refuge in her office and short of the Admiral shouting fire she was
not budging till quitting time.
“Hey
Mac.” Harm’s head popped in.
“You
don’t knock?”
In
reply he stepped back, taped on the door, popped his head in and said “Hey
Mac!”
Her
smile had developed into a giggle “Come in flyboy.”
He
sat. “You OK? ... About earlier.”
“I
really don’t want to talk about that.” She stopped him.
“OK”
He was disappointed. Truth be told he’d been surprised at how well he and Mac
had fitted together. He’s enjoyed the feel of her against him and the taste of
her was incredible – he wanted more. But it seemed she didn’t. “I came to find out what you were up to this
evening.”
“Show
my face at the Christmas Party then escape home.” She revealed.
“Wanna
have dinner with me?” he invited.
“You’re
not going to the wall?” She knew he still visited the Vietnam Memorial even if
his dad was no longer MIA.
“Party,
wall, diner.” He listed “So we have a date?”
“A
date?”
He
rolled his eyes “OK dinner between two friends.” He rose but before he closed
the door he said. “Dress to impress, will pick you up at 2030.”
She
had no chance to reply.
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2032
LOCAL
MAC’S
APARTMENT
As
anticipated the kiss was the talk of the party and their friends teased them
mercilessly. Mac had managed to dodge all mistletoe and finally escaped the
party.
She
opened the door in response to the knock. “Not bad Commander two minutes
fifteen second late. On time for you… you ok”
She
had been partially hidden behind the front door, as he stepped in she closed
the door and turned to face him. He ran his eyes over her from head to toe and
gasped.
Mac
had supreme confidence in herself and her ability to control herself and her
world; as a result she carried herself with a corresponding confidence and
dressed in a manner that expressed such.
Harm
was faced with the vision of Mac in a long sleeved olive green dress that was
calf length. Her back was covered but
the slit to the front revealed her ample cleavage. The dress hugged every curve
of her body. She moved to collect her
coat and his eyes followed. If he had
had any doubt that Mac was female he had proof before him.
“Harm”
she said and got no answer. “Harm.” On
the third Harm he heard.
“Huh?”
“You
said dress to impress. Does this suffice?” She twirled.
“You
look great. I’ve seen you all dressed up before but tonight you’ve out done
yourself. You really are a beautiful
woman Mac.”
She
strode up to him and sniffed. “Just checking to see if you’d been drinking.”
She explained.
“I
have not been drinking!” he exclaimed.
“So
I see – that still doesn’t explain the compliment.”
“Chalk
it up to Christmas.” He took her coat from her and opened it for her to step
in. Mac was a tall woman who had no
difficulty facing Harm – tonight though the heeled boots placed her squarely
eye to eye with him.
She
adjusted the coat and said “So where are we going?”
“You’ll
see.” He replied.
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2135
LOCAL
THE
RESTURANT
Mac
was feeling a case of uncertainty. This was unfolding more and more into a date
than a dinner between friends. “This is quite a place Harm.”
“You
like?”
“I
like.” She assured him. They were shown a private dining area, the menus. “How was the visit to the wall?”
“Reflective.”
He replied. “I always take the time to think of what I’ve done, where I am
verses where I want to be.”
“And
this year? She prompted as she read the menu.
“I
could have done better – it now gives me something to strove for.” She didn’t
notice him staring at her.
The
waiter returned and took their order. For the next hour they chatted, teased
and joked with each other. It had been
a night of good food, good friends and good conversation. They were now down to
the coffee.
“Mac
about earlier.” Harm ventured to tackle the topic again. He just had to know
how she felt.
“Earlier?”
She was lost.
“The
mistletoe.” He enlightened her.
She
smiled. “That incident really has you in its grip doesn’t it. OK flyboy what’s
bothering you.”
“I
didn’t plan that.” He said.
“I
know that!” she responded.
“I
didn’t plan it but I didn’t object either.” He admitted.
“I
don’t care what you say... you have been drinking.”
“Mac
I’m serious!” he admonished.
“So
am I! What has gotten into you!”
“Mistletoe. You have always been friend and partner and
I’ve fought to keep it that way despite creeping changes.”
Mac
elected to be silent. Both their pagers
went off. “The office.” They said in unison.
“You’re
on duty?” Harm asked.
“As
are you apparently. We’d better go.”
“Wait
let me finish.” He begged.
“Harm”
She warned.
“Mac
please. Today I was given a glimpse of what could be. Of what you had offered
me once but never was. The men in your life shared a part of you I never have –
that kiss opened my eyes.”
“Harm
you’ve kissed me before.” She pointed out.
“At
Norfolk? The Admiral’s porch?” he snorted “Please – Harriett gives little AJ
more passion.” He paraphrased.
The
pagers went off again. She stood “We have to go. We’ll talk later.”
“Promise?”
“Promise.
Now move sailor.” She reached into her bag for the cell phone to call in.
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2330
LOCAL
JAG
HQ
Mac
walked into the interview room and stopped short. The wall of alcohol fumes was tangible. She had a DUI on her
hands. Not surprising under the circumstances … it being Christmas and all. She
acclimatized and stepped forward.
“Staff
Sergeant Gomez do you have your facilities about you?” she barked.
“No
ma’am” He slurred and collapsed forward onto the table.
She
picked up the file and left him to sleep it off.
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2350
LOCAL
JAG
COFFEE ROOM
Harm
found her drinking coffee. “What did you get called in for?”
“Driving
Under the Influence. After being exposed to him I feel under the influence.”
She said “A DUI I am going to prosecute.”
“Give
the stiff a break.” Harm defended.
“He’s
had two breaks already. In fact Staff Sergeant Gomez was on probation for the
last DUI. A break I got for him, by the
way.” She explained. “So what did you get.”
“”tis
the season. Got a DUI as well… Jesus Mac what is this!” he had helped himself
to a cup of coffee.
She
held the spoon up in his mug and released it.
The spoon fell to the side of the mug.
“It’s not strong. The day the coffee holds the spoon up – then it’s
strong and not before.”
He
groaned.
“So
what of your DUI.” She asked.
“Managed
to get Admiral Charles released. Had security take him home. He just made the
limit on the breathalyzer and it was his first offence.”
“Admiral
Charles?” Mac could not believe it.
“Yep
…tis the season” he stopped. The clock began to chime.
“Merry
Christmas Harm.” Mac offered.
“Merry
Christmas Mac but my focus is on the New Year.”
“Oh
yes and what’s that.”
“You.”
He leaned forward to kiss her and paused just before their lips touched. “Kiss me Mac.” He breathed. She granted the request and met him the rest
of the way. They picked up from where they had left off earlier that day. Mac parted her lips and allowed Harm access
to her and he in turn finally released his heart to her.
THE END
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USMJ Article 111. DRUNKEN OR RECKLESS DRIVING
Any person subject to this chapter who operates any vehicle
while drunk, or in a reckless or wanton manner, or while impaired by a
substance described in section 912a(b) of this title (article 112a(b)), shall
be punished as a court-martial may direct.