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| "Mac, I'm feeling a bit... amorous tonight." Mac stared at her husband, crossing her arms. "How can you feel that way in a place like this? I don't think I'm going to be sleeping tonight!" "Well, if I have my way, neither of us will," Harm replied, pulling her close. "You know, you're beautiful when you're scared." "I'm not scared!" she exclaimed. "Marines don't get scared." Harm nodded. "Sure, just like I hate to fly tomcats." "You know, most men would be a bit more sensitive to their wives when they're pregnant." "Since when do want me to be sensitive?" Harm asked. Mac slapped his arm. "What was that for?" Mac didn't reply, she was staring at the spot in front of her. "Harm, do you see that?" "See what?" Harm wanted to know. He was looking at the same spot, but saw nothing. "Mac? Sarah!" Mac was drawn towards the figure in front of her. The woman had flowing blonde hair and a dress similar to those worn in the 40s. "Help me..." she whispered. "What can I do to help?" Mac asked. "I was so full of anger when I killed my husband, I need his forgiveness to leave this place. Help me to gain it." "But how?" Harm was scared out of his mind as he watched his wife have a one-sided conversation. Well, it looked that way to him, he couldn't see the haunting specter. He stood in front of her, but it looked as though she were looking through him. Mac nodded then shook her head as if she were clearing it. "Sarah!" "Harm?" "What happened?" "You're not going to believe this, but I was just visited by a ghost." ************** Harm and Mac walked hand in hand in the gardens behind the Manor. Harm was still trying to wrap his brain around what his wife had said the night before. "You're awfully quiet, Sailor." He pulled her over to a bench and they sat down. "What's wrong?" "Mac, are you sure you're feeling all right? Maybe we should go home?" Mac crossed her arms. "I feel just fine, Harm. Anyway, we need to figure out how to help Marissa." Harm stared at her in confusion. "Who's Marissa?" "The woman that I spoke to last night. I guess you could call her a spirit." "Mac, have you gone crazy! You weren't talking to anyone last night. I have no idea what you were doing but it scared the shit out of me! And now... now this." "I know you don't believe me, but I have to try and help if I can. Marissa needs to be forgiven by her husband so she can move on. Unfinished business, I think Bud called it." Harm stood up and started pacing. "Mac, this is ridiculous!" "Harm, please!" "No, I'm going to take you home and then you're making a doctor's appointment. Something is seriously wrong with you, Sarah. I don't know what it is, but it could effect Maddie." Mac glared at him. "That's it, huh? Blame it all on my condition!" Before Harm could say anything more, Mac stormed back to the Manor. He was going to call out to her, but he suddenly felt really dizzy and fell to the ground. |
