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| Mac sat alone in the dark guest room at Frank and Trish's house. She was finally able to get everyone else to sleep, now she had to work on herself. She had so much anger and pain her right now that all she wanted to do was find a punching bag and beat the shit out of it. Her thoughts were interrupted by the ringing of the phone. She quickly grabbed the cordless before it could wake anyone. "What?" she growled. "Sarah?" Mac sighed, it was Harm. "I'm sorry," she replied. "It's all right. I take it that you want to get some frustrations out." "Do you have ESP now?" Mac asked. Harm chuckled. "If you're interested, there should be a punching bag in the basement. Mom got for me after the accident. She thought it would help. Mother knows best." "Harm, is Maddie okay?" "She's fine, honey. She was scared she'd lose us before she got older." "Oh God, Harm. With everything that happens to this family, what if that becomes a reality?" "Sarah, you can't think like that! We're going to live each day to the fullest." Mac wiped away her tears. "Harm, I need you." "I know. I should have tried harder to convince Dr. Ross to let us both stay. As soon as Maddie is released, what do you say to a walk on the beach?" "That would be great," Mac replied around a yawn. "I'm getting tired. I'll see you in the morning, okay?" "I can't wait." "I love you, Harm." "I love you too, Sarah." ************* Harm put his arms over Mac's shoulder him as they walked. They left Maddie in the safety of Harm's childhood home. "Sarah, tell me what you're feeling." "Truthfully, Harm?" He nodded. "If Maddie had... had died, I don't know what I would have done. I know I would have to be strong for our children, but..." she trailed off, Harm turned her to face him. "Sarah, you can't be strong for everyone. You always are." He pulled into a hug. "Let me be strong for you. Let it out." Sarah stared up at him. She knew this was one of the many reasons why she loved him so much. "Thank you," she whispered, crying into his shoulder. Harm sat them both down and rocked her back and forth. "Everything's going to be all right, Sarah," he said to her. Mac remained quiet as she stared out at the ocean. She felt much better after crying. She noticed that he was very quiet. "Harm," she said, sitting up. He looked over at her. "Are you all right?" "I'm fine," he replied with a nod. "I was just thinking about something my Mom said about a month after I met you." "What's that?" Harm smiled. "'She's the one you're going to marry.' I asked her how she knew and she just said it was woman's intuition." He shook his head with a laugh. "What?" Mac asked. "She also said that about Jordan." Mac smacked his arm. "And you think that was funny?" "I thought so," he replied, rubbing his arm. He stood up, and pulled her to her feet. "Come on. We need to start packing." "Are you going to ask Frank then?" The two had decided that if Frank wanted to, he could move in with them. Instead of answering her, Harm picked her up. "What the hell are you doing?" she demanded. Harm grinned and walked towards the ocean. "Oh no, Mister! You are not dropping me in-- Oof!" "Sorry, you must have slipped out of my grasp." "Come here, Sailor." Harm began running towards the house, Mac hot on his heals. "Are you scared? Do you think this little Marine is going to kick your ass?" |
