Title: An Ordinary Housewife

Author: Jaime

Feedback: jaime921@hotmail.com

Rating: NC17

Spoilers: See Author’s Note

Disclaimer: All characters except Jaime are the
property of Bellasarius Productions. This story is
purely for fun. 



Summary: Harms pleads with Mac to stay with him. In
the end he goes to her and makes it right. They do get
it right and Harm and Mac are finally together. But
first, the reader has a chance to take the part of the
main character, Jaime Ross. Some stories are hard to
get through if Harm and Mac aren’t the main focus;
but, in this case, please give it a chance. Have fun.
Enjoy. 



Author’s Note: We as readers are going to have some
fun at this as well. We, the readers, are happy
average, ordinary people coming to TRG and BTL as our
hobby and escape. This story was written to put us,
for a change, as Harm’s interest just for a little
while until he and Mac get it right. So, for a minute,
maybe, we can have a fantasy come true with Harmon
Rabb. This is a bit dramatic and long. (three parts)
It does ramble some, there will be some typographical
errors and it won’t sport the best of English, but
hopefully it will spark something inside us. Sorry,
for all the written music lyrics, but music is a part
of the romance that goes along with this story.
Hopefully, you have heard these songs. Please have
patience and read on. 



An Ordinary Housewife – Part I 


Jaime Ross’s (that’s you!) new position started at JAG
during the middle of the week. Everyone here looks as
if they’re in the middle of not only their workweek,
but their lives, law cases, friendships and loves.
Jaime is just ordinary, new and nervous. Her new
position deals with computerizing all the medical
information. A non-military position. It’s an
undertaking for sure. Why is she here? Well, she had a
nice quite life on the East Coast raising four
children, caring for elderly parents, sharing a life
with her husband and working to pay the bills. Jaime’s
husband has been gone for two years and her kids are
in college. Being a young 40ish year old woman, she
figured it was as good enough time as any to the next
stage of her life. 



Because of all that or in spite of all that she lacks
the confidence in herself to pull this off. Jaime’s
physical and emotional well-being will be tested. New
city, new job, new people. Jaime still carries the
proverbial “weight of pregnancy” 23 years after the
fact. She is trying to shed those pounds with a lot of
exercise and dieting. She has scars from several
operations; has migraines; is in the start of
menopause and has all the other nasty stuff that comes
with the 40’s. Self-conscious is her middle name.
Jaime is in no way near the caliber of the women who
take charge in the bullpen at JAG. They are all
beautiful, energetic and confident. Jaime looks and
feels ordinary. She was comfortable in the life she
led, but now is trying to define her life in its
second stage. Comfortable isn’t going to cut it
anymore. Jaime was a regular housewife, nothing
special, and nothing beautiful, just content with her
life. Jaime’s thoughts repeat over and over her new
philosophy of life. I must try to take better care of
myself, try my hand at a new and exciting career, feel
beautiful, feel sexy and feel romantic and passionate.
I want to be more than an ordinary housewife. I need
to feel alive again. 



First Day 



So far the Admiral and his assistant, Tiner have made
Jaime’s transition here easy. The introductions start
with Harriet and her husband Lieutenant Bud Roberts.
Across the way is Colonel McKenzie’s office as well as
Commander Turner’s office. Tiner also pointed out
Commander Harmon Rabb’s office, too. He showed her
around the floor and she met several other people. It
will take some time to figure out who is who and how
to get into the flow of working at JAG.  



Jaime’s day with starts with the painstaking task of
creating files, both paper and computerized. Her
assistants help to organize the work. Harriet and
Jaime have lunch with the group. They sit in the
cafeteria on the lst floor. Harriet, Bud, Mac join the
table. They talk a lot about “Harm”. Jaime senses from
everyone that they have much respect and endearment
toward this man. From Mac there is something
different. Her eyes light up at the mention of his
name and at the same time there is sadness in her
face. What that is all about? 



Back at her desk, Jaime overhears somewhat of a
commotion in the bullpen; looking up to see Mac and
this tall man face to face in a loud debate. Everyone
continues working like this is an everyday event. Mac
walks away from him and slams her office door. He
yells “Maaac” and is one pace behind her.  



Harriet notices Jaime’s curiosity and thought she
might fill her in on their unique relationship. “That
was Harmon Rabb”, and she offered more to the story,
“They have been partners for 7 years and are
passionately in love with each other but haven’t found
the right time to tell each other”, Harriet explained.
She also talked about the people they dated, the
marriage that never happened with Mac, the near death
experiences, the trips around the world, the danger,
the courtroom drama. Unique isn’t the word for them!! 



Jaime thought about having someone so terrific in her
life and not be able to be with him. He is a wonderful
looking man. Actually, he is gorgeous, almost perfect,
as she tries to get a closer look at him. Why do I
even look, there is no way any man looking like that
would ever look at a woman like me, was Jaime’s first
thought. Harriet is right, though; Harm and Mac look
like they are made for each other. Anyone can tell,
even a person as new as Jaime, how much they love each
other. 



Later that day, mesmerized by the load of files on her
desk, someone knocked on the door and she didn’t even
hear it. He knocked louder until it startled her.
Jaime finally looked up and it was Harm.  



“Hey” as he comes in and extends his hand, “Sorry to
disturb your concentration. My name is Harmon Rabb,
call me Harm. I understand you are working on the
medicals?” 



“Hi, I’m Jaime Ross, nice to meet you” she extends her
hand. Harm firmly grasped her hand and Jaime was
stunned by his warmth and gentleness. 



He smiled again. “Jaime, JR, so you’re rescuing the
medical mess, huh?”  



“Yea, it’s time consuming but not too difficult. JR?”
as she glanced at the mess of files on the desk, then
back to Harm, questioning the nickname. 



“Yea, it’s a catchy name. Where you from?” he
inquired. 



“I’m from the East Coast. Sox fan – not the Yankees”.
She immediately defined herself. Harm raised his
eyebrow and he laughed.  



“A woman sports fan? There aren’t too many around
here!!” he chuckled. 



“Are you being sexist or are you afraid a woman may
know more about sports than you?” Jaime felt herself
blush at the forward statement. 



“No, Maaam” he said emphasing his words, “just not
used to it. What sports do you follow?” He seemed
almost interested at this point. 



“I like watching my hometown teams, basketball,
baseball and football. Hockey if it is a good year.
Yes, I even know all the players and the rules!” she
said, trying not to be too pushy. 



“Wow, no JAG females around here like it that much”.  



“I’m outnumbered, I know. I hope to see some of my
games televised in this area.” 



She could tell he needed to go. Why would he want to
talk with me anymore? Confidence level ZERO.  



“Good luck with your teams, just don’t beat ours. Take
care. See ya later” and off he went. 



Is Mac nuts? One could fall in love with this guy at
first sight. They have been partnered for 7 years and
nothing has happened? I can’t worry about their love
life. I have none of my own, but I have more than
enough work to keep me busy and that was all that
filled Jaime’s mind, for now. 



Some Weeks Later 


Jaime seems to enjoy her new coworkers. She really
shouldn’t consider herself that new after being here
for 3 months. Harriet and Bud are so great together.
They balance work and family so well. Mac and Harm
still have the most confusing relationship Jaime has
ever seen. I know I have been out of the dating loop
for quite a while, but even this is baffling to me,
she thought again.  



Mac has been so friendly, but never talks about Harm
except when it comes to work. Harm has been friendly,
too, and he teases Jaime a bit about their sports
teams. She does look forward to talking with him about
the games. Once in a while when Mac is gone on a case
he will sit with her at lunch. She finds it hard to
believe he even looks her way. Their conversations run
from sports, music, recipes, movies and more sports.
He encourages her with exercising and eating habits.
Harm, she finds out, is a fitness freak. Jaime never
intended to open up to him at all, but he makes it so
easy. But when their conversations come to Mac, Harm
talks about her with such tenderness in his eyes and
at the same time the same sadness that is evident in
her face. This is almost tragic what they are doing to
each other. Someone should do or say something, but it
is none of anyone’s business. 



Work keeps everyone around JAG going at least 8 to 10
hours a day. Jaime walks at lunch and rides her bike
at home as often as she can, keeping a promise she
made to herself before arriving at her new job. Thank
God I am alone, though, I am too tired to “entertain”
a significant other, Jaime frequently confesses to
herself. Even so, I would love to really socialize
with these new, interesting people.  



“Hey, wait up” yelled Harm 



Jaime was well into her walk at lunch. She enjoyed the
day, brisk but not windy. Her walking path came
complete with beautiful scenery. Fresh air and
delightful landscape made daily walks more enjoyable.
Her headphones blanked out most noise, but she turned
around as she thought someone was calling after her.
She turned to see Harm running to meet her.  



“What’s up” Jaime asked very surprised to see Harm. 



“I thought I would walk with you.” Harm said out of
breath. 



“Isn’t your thing running at lunch?” 



“Yea, I just finished a short run and I saw you out
here so I thought I’d keep you company.” Harm was
dressed in a nice maroon-jogging suit. As usual he
looks handsome. Jaime suddenly wished lunch wasn’t
almost over. 



“Mind sitting for a minute so I can catch my breath”
Harm asked. 



“Tired already, huh?” Jaime laughed 



“Tired, I just ran 5 miles” Harm exclaimed as he
actually laid down on the bench, leaving just a little
room for Jaime. 



“OK, you got me there” Jaime replied apologetically. 



“How are things going at the office?” Harm wondered. 



“Great, I am really enjoying the people and the work.
I do have a lot of work. The files are in shambles” 



“Maybe you can relax this weekend.” Harm suggested 



“Speaking of this weekend, Harm, what’s your opinion
about me inviting everyone over to watch the 6:00 game
on Sunday? Do you think they would be interested?” 



“Sure, hey, wait that’s your team. Oh forget it.” Harm
said with a serious face. Jaime quickly looked away,
embarrassed that she even brought it up. She had a
sinking feeling that she wasn’t ever going to be part
of “them” a non-military person and all. Harm sat up
quickly and put his hand on Jaime’s shoulder and
laughing at her at the same time “Jaime, really, I’m
only kidding. I’m sure everyone would love to go. We
don’t socialize enough together, ya know, to get away
from JAG.” 



“Harm, don’t tease. I’m sensitive you know” Jaime now
laughed at herself after seeing Harm’s innocent smile.
She was now very excited over the prospect of planning
this for the weekend. They got up from the bench and
walked together to JAG talking non stop about the
possibility of a win Sunday for Jaime’s team. 



So, now that Jaime decided to break the ice and invite
the group over for football on Sunday. She wanted
everything to be perfect. She made a spread of Italian
food. Spaghetti, meatballs, antipasto, bread, desserts
and drinks were all prepared early enough that if
anything went wrong she would have time to fix it. All
she had to do was to make the appetizers and finish
cleaning.  



Jaime heard her doorbell ring, not quite knowing who
could be at her door this early in the day. 



“Hey, how are you? This is for you” Harm handed Jaime
a bottle of wine. Harm entered the apartment and
noticed how homey, warm and nice the place is.  



“Harm, thank you for the wine. Everyone will enjoy it
today.” Jaime exclaimed. “It’s nice that you came
early. Are you here to help clean and peel
vegetables?” Harm mistakenly confused the time of the
game with the start of the early pre-game show. 



“What? Early? Oh, no” he stopped and looked at his
watch, “I did I mess that up?” 



“Don’t worry. Here, start peeling” Jaime ordered. 



Jaime put the wine on ice and Harm rolled up his
sleeves, peeled the vegetables she gave him and placed
them on the platter. Jaime welcomed his help. 



Jaime noticed how handsome he is in civilian clothes.
She doesn’t get to see him like that to often. It
almost makes her a little nervous. Jaime catches
herself staring and knows she shouldn’t. She discovers
that he is very domesticated. No a trait she would’ve
pegged him for. To her surprise, though, he didn’t
come with Mac. But, when she did arrive, Harm sat by
her side all afternoon. Little AJ was so cute. Bud,
Tiner and the Admiral had some laughs. No one talked
“shop” all day. It was nice to see everyone relax and
not be a “JAG” for an afternoon. 



“This meal’s great, Jaime. Reminds me of old-fashioned
cooking, beef stew, spaghetti and meatballs, hot dogs
and beans. I just love it.” beamed the Admiral.  



“I agree, Sir, it reminds me of Mom’s home cooking.
Nice job, JR” Harm complimented with everyone else
nodding in approval.  



Just like me, I thought to myself ‘I’m just like Mom’,
old fashioned, etc, etc. I guess should take it as a
compliment even though it puts me right where I don’t
want to be. 



“Everything is delicious, Jaime. Heh, why does Harm
call you JR?” inquired Mac, smacking him on the arm. 



“Beats me. Hey, look who is winning the game!!” Jaime
gleamed as her team scored the third touchdown of the
day. “World Champs or what?” and with that comment
several debates stirred among the group. Jaime joined
Harriet and Mac, away from the TV, hoping to get to
know them better. 



“This is a wonderful time. Thanks for having us over”
Harriet said sincerely.  



“Yea, it’s nice to forget about work for a while, but
now I do have to go home and go over some cases”
confessed Mac. 



Everyone urged Mac to stay commenting that she was
working way to hard as usual. She knew what she had to
do and no one would change her mind. Harm seemed very
disappointed that she left. He walked her out and
surprisingly returned. The game was over before anyone
realized. Baby AJ was asleep on the floor amongst his
toys. Bud scooped him up in his arms as they left.
Everyone thanked Jaime for a wonderful afternoon and
filtered out.  



Harm seemed to linger and asked once everyone was gone
if he could help clean up. 



“Sure, but I thought you would have cases to work on,
too.” Jaime said as she moved towards the kitchen. 



“I do, but, man, just for one day I’d like to forget
the legal work?” He seemed overly frustrated as he
filled his wine glass. Was it Mac’s exit or work that
was getting to him?  



Harm continued, following her into the kitchen, “This
day has been so enjoyable. I forgot about work and
just had a great time with the guys… oh, and ladies of
course”, nodding toward Jaime. “I’m glad I came early.
I enjoyed helping you and I enjoyed our talks.” Harm
hesitated for a moment as he thought to himself how
energizing their conversations were. 



Harm confessed, “Ya know, even when I was pilot, and
everyone knows that was my life’s dream, there would
be days I would want to just get away. Now there are
some days I don’t want to think about law, or Jag, I
just want to be a regular guy” he said as if he were
thinking out loud. 



“Wow, most days I don’t want to be a regular, I want
to be someone special.” Jaime dared to admit it to
him. 



Harm looked back at Jaime quickly “My God, JR, you are
someone special. Look what you did for your coworkers
today. Think about how challenging your new job is.
You have a new apartment, new surroundings, all new
people to get to know, you are separated from your
family and you smile every day like you have no cares.
 



Harm continued with his lecture “We all relaxed today.
It’s hard to find the time for that because JAG is
such a demanding job. JAG can be 24/7. It takes a toll
on you after a while. Days can be 14 hours long.
Jaime, do you realize how refreshing it is for you to
see us as regular people and not as Admirals or
Colonels or Commanders? You know I feel like I’ve
known you all my life. And if you weren’t someone
special, Harmon Rabb, Jr., would never have offered to
help clean up!” he said proudly while noticing the
bottle of wine was empty. He tossed the bottle in the
trash.  



Jaime stared at him in amazement. She has only heard
him talk that much in court, and never expressing his
personal feelings. This was a long lecture from him,
but one that certainly would not be forgotten.  



“That was the nicest thing anyone could have said to
me. Harm, all the jobs at JAG seem so glamorous. I
never thought of the demands that go along with it.
It’s funny, you feel too special and I don’t feel
special enough. It’s been so long since I’ve been
special to anyone. So long…” Jaime stopped and looked
out the garden window over the sink, noticing the glow
from the moon and thinking that it actually has been
years since real love was at her fingertips. It’s been
years since someone kissed her passionately, been
years since someone.… well; it’s been a long time.  



Harm went over near Jaime and stared out the window,
too. “It’s been a long time since someone just looked
at me like a regular guy with no complications,” he
whispered.  



Jaime felt him near her and it made her nervous. They
stood there for what seemed like an hour, but a minute
past and Harm suggested they turn on the post game
show and get the kitchen cleaned up. 



Together they washed dishes and put the food away and
watched the game celebrations. They finally sat down
with some tea and another piece of dessert. Harm took
the remote and clicked his way around the TV. 



“Are you being a typical male hogging the remote or
don’t you own a TV yourself,” Jaime laughed. 



“No, I don’t own one” he answered never taking his
eyes off the TV. 



“Ya right, who in the world doesn’t have a TV?” she
said sarcastically. Jaime could tell by the look that
came over his face that he really didn’t. “Wow, you’re
serious, aren’t you?”  



“Hey, there are more important things to do that watch
TV.” he defended himself. 



“I don’t think so. There’s nothing like coming home at
the end of a day and watching a good comedy, or a
movie or a game”, and she tried to entice him into
jumping to the ‘other side’. 



Harm waved his hand at her as if to say ‘No Way”. They
sat on the couch, drinking tea and watching station
after station. Finally, he looked at the time. 



“I’ve been here for 9 hours straight and I didn’t even
realize it!” he turned to Jaime and smiled. “I better
go, we both have to get up for work in the morning”,
he rose with the remote still in his hand. They moved
slowly to the door. 



“Harm, do you think you could part yourself from my
remote control? The TV doesn’t work too well without
it” Jaime crossed her arms as if to scold him. 



“Um, here, keep it safe”, he joked. His face then took
a serious tone and he placed his hands on her arms,
“Jaime, I had a wonderful day today, no, I’ve had the
best day I’ve had in a long, long time. Thank you very
much.” He kissed her on the cheek and walked out the
door. 



Harm stood at the door he just closed and smiled.
“Wow” he whispered to himself. I didn’t want to leave.
I watched a couple of football games, ate some great
food and I feel wonderful. What is wrong with you,
Rabb? Just a simple day and you act like JR gave you a
million bucks! He couldn’t have asked for more. Harm
smiled, as he looked back at the door, knowing that
behind that door he escaped from his world for a
while. He shook his head and walked away. 



Jaime finished putting the mugs in the dishwasher and
thought back to what Harm said. He doesn’t appear to
be the type of guy who exposes his inner self to too
many people. He did seem genuinely happy today,
though, and he readily admitted it. She actually felt
good, too, just like he did, about the day. She felt
like one of the group, a friend and even a bit
special. On the other hand, she is pushing to the back
of her mind how nice it felt to have a man standing so
close to her, sitting next to her on the couch and
sharing conversations with. Its’ been so long…. too
long. 



Harm returned home still thinking about his day. He
picked up the phone and called Mac to see if she was
done with her work. He didn’t feel right telling her
he just had gotten home himself hours after she left.
Then he called JR. 



“Hey, JR, it’s me, Harm. I hope I didn’t disturb you.”




“No, no, I was just tidying up and securing my remote
to the TV with a padlock.” 



“Very funny” Harm’s voice was very soft. “I was just
calling to say thank you again and I’ll see you in
work tomorrow.” 



“Your welcome and yes, see you tomorrow.” 



Harm hung up the phone, tapping it with his fingers.
He lay back in his bed and thought about JR. “Man,
what am I doing”? He rolled over and went to sleep. 



Back to work 


The next week at work proved to be interesting. Jaime
felt better each day, a little more spark flared up
inside her. Why, who knows? Harm and Mac were in and
out on cases all week. Harriet and Jaime kept each
other company at lunch when Bud was busy with court.
Things were going well for the newest JAG employee. 



This particular Thursday evening everyone gathered at
McMurphy’s. Jaime was even included. JAG had a couple
tables near the pool table. Jaime felt it was so nice
to be out and socializing. Food and drinks were
ordered. Tiner and the Admiral were shooting pool, Bud
and Harriet and Harm and Mac were dancing to one of
many slow dances of the evening. Jaime noticed how
much in love Bud and Harriet are and it’s so fun to
watch them together. Harm and Mac didn’t have any air
space between them. Their friends would like to shake
them into tomorrow for not admitting their feelings
for each other. They danced in their own world. They
weren’t aware of anything or anyone around them. They
are so blessed to have a great love and so “stupid”
not to act on it.  



It feels good to have Mac in my arms. Harm’s thoughts
drifted as he and Mac held each other on the dance
floor, not caring who was watching. I could stay like
this all night he thought. Nothing else exists at
times like this. I wonder if she feels the same. It
can sense that she does by her touch and smile. But I
don’t know…. it can be so complicated with her and it
shouldn’t be. 



Song after song played, game after game of pool
continued through the evening. Suddenly, Jaime started
feeling very out of place. “I need air” she realized.
Was she having an anxiety attack, no, it was more a
confidence attack. I don’t match up to anyone here.
Stylish clothes, shapely figures, attractive guys
holding their girls close. She had to leave. Jaime
said a quick goodbye to Tiner who was sitting next to
her and left. Once in her car she just let it all out
and cried. The specific reason isn’t known, but she
cried all the way to her apartment. The picture of
Harm dancing with Mac stuck in her mind. She thought
back to how well the evening was going until she felt
ill. Jaime felt self conscious about her appearance
and the “extra” pounds she carried. She ignored it all
these years, but now it bothers her terribly. Also,
she finally admitted to herself that, yes, her
thoughts and eyes kept wandering to Harm. Watching
him, his smile, his eyes and his movements. This was
ridiculous. I can never, ever have him in my dreams,
she told herself. His heart belongs to Mac and
everyone knows it. Shape up Ross; he is off limits and
you are not the worldly woman that he would be
attracted to anyway.  



At the end of the evening, Harm drove Mac home, hoping
something more will come of the evening. Harm admired
her beauty as he looked at her from the corner of his
eye.  



“Mac, do you have an early morning tomorrow?” hoping
she’ll say no and invite him up.  



“In fact, yes, I have to be at the Pentagon by 0800
for an all day meeting. I won’t be in the office at
all tomorrow.” 



“Mac, where’s the fire? Meeting about what, a national
emergency or something?” he responded with an
attitude. 



“That’s classified. No use prodding me, I won’t spill”
Mac was determined to drop the subject. “Thanks for
the fun tonight, Harm, it was nice, goodnight.” Mac
gave him at quick kiss on the cheek, took a long look
at him and left his car. Harm was so hurt. “Nice, she
says? Nice? What am I a substitute prom date? What the
hell is so important that she has to spend 8 hours at
the Pentagon anyway?”

 



The Next Night 


Friday night officially starts the weekend. Ugh,
another weekend with nothing planned. Jaime decided to
stay late to wrap up some last minute things. She
finally put herself in check after last night’s quick
exit from McMurphy’s bar.  



Admiral Cheggwhidden came and knocked on her door well
after everyone had left for the weekend. He never
leaves until around 7ish himself. “Commander Rabb and
I are finishing up with a case and we’ll be leaving
soon. So wrap up your work and have a nice weekend,”
the Admiral says smiling. 



Jaime smiled back. “Thank you, Sir. As a matter of
fact, I’m on my way out the door. You have a wonderful
weekend, too.” He’s so great. A father figure,
sensitive but firm. I enjoy listening to him talk at
staff meetings. One can’t help but listen to his every
word.  



Riding down in the elevator Jaime realized she left
her walking sneakers at her desk. The doors open in
the lobby, feeling ridiculous; she rode back up to her
floor. Once the doors open again she heard two people
engaged in a heated argument. Jaime quickly gathered
that they are husband and wife. He’s a navy man.  



She hesitated for a minute at the elevator to actually
comprehend what was unfolding directly in front of
her. This couple’s argument progressed into a violent
rage. The man struck his wife and she fell back into
Jaime. Jaime reached for her and the man pulled a gun
and shot three times, striking both the women. They
fell to the floor. Jaime lay still, but kept an eye on
the man as he checked for his wife’s pulse. Luckily,
he only glanced Jaime’s way, maybe assuming she was as
bad off as his wife. He did reach over and ripped off
her id badge before heading to the elevator to escape
the crime he just committed. Jaime could hear the
women’s troubled breathing. This, woman, she thought,
could be near death. They needed help and they needed
it now.  



“Rabb, did you hear shots”, the Admiral screamed as he
raced through the bullpen.  



Harm was already armed and making his way toward the
sounds. Harm had his gun aimed at the bodies on the
floor but knew it was useless. He realized these were
the victims. He quickly checked the elevators and
banged on the doors in anger that he couldn’t
apprehend who ever did this. The Admiral used his cell
phone to call security. 



Jaime lifted her head and only then did Harm realize
who it was and that at least one victim was alive. The
pain was unbearable and Jaime was bleeding from her
shoulder. 



“Dam, my hand is numb” Jaime barely whispered as she
tried to move. Harm hurried over to her, kneeling down
next to her. He used his t-shirt on her arm to stop
the bleeding. Even in pain and scared, Jaime noticed
how well built Harm is as he took off his shirt. She
had to keep herself from staring at his chest and
arms. His strong muscles were proof of how physically
in shape he keeps himself. Even now, Jaime feels
embarrassed by her neglected figure. She did keep in
mind, though, that she made a promise to herself to
turn things around and get back to somewhat of a
girlish figure. Harm helped her sit up against the
wall, holding the bloody shirt gently, but firmly on
her shoulder until the ambulance arrived. 



“My God, Jaime, the ambulance is coming. We thought
you left,” said the Admiral who also knelt by her
side.  



“Is she dead?” she nodded toward the woman. Jaime
didn’t really want to know, but the woman was alive
one minute and now so quiet. 


“Yea, JR, she is. Can you remember what happened?”
Harm was afraid of the answer and Jaime was afraid to
relive it. 



“Yea, I came back up because I forgot my sneakers. The
doors opened and they were arguing, in a split second
he pushed her into me and then pulled a gun. It
happened so fast. I couldn’t get out of the way quick
enough. We both fell and I laid still so he would
think I was dead or something. He checked her pulse
and pulled off my id badge, then left. God, he left us
here bleeding to death.” at this point Jaime could
feel the tears building up, some escaping down her
cheek. 



“You took a direct hit in the shoulder, but she took
it in the heart. JR, this couple was just in my
office. He is divorcing her and asked me for
representation. I got roped into this one, a long
story. It must have come to a head and you got in the
middle of it. God, Jaime, I am so sorry”, Harm pulled
her closer and just felt awful that his friend was
injured because of what he thought was his
carelessness. “I should have walked them out to make
sure nothing like this would’ve happened,” he said
soberly. 



“Harm, there was no way you could have known.” Jaime
said closing her eyes and lying her head into his arm.
The pain was intense. 



“JR, did you say he took your id?” the Admiral asked.
She nodded her head. 



Harm noticed the concern on the Admiral’s face. “Mr.
Rabb”, as he sometime addressed Harm, “you know if
this man, his name please--”.  



“Ashton, Randall Ashton” Harm informed him.  



“--isn’t caught that he will be after the two of you
again. Jaime is now a witness to murder and even
though you are bound by confidentiality, he may want
you both out of the picture.  



“What are you suggesting, Sir?” Harm asked quizzingly.
 



The Admiral’s cell phone rang. He stood to answer it,
“Cheggwidden” After a few moments, the Admiral hung up
and turned to Jaime and Harm with concern in his eyes,
“Security has notified us that Commander Ashton has
eluded the guards. They haven’t found Jaime’s ID. We
know that he has both your names and Jaime’s id info. 




“This is turning into a dangerous situation, Sir,
especially for Jaime” Harm said as he looked at her
again. Jaime wasn’t even listening. She just wanted
the pain to stop. The ambulance arrived to take her to
the hospital. 



“I know, Commander”, the Admiral responded to his
statement and shook his head in exasperation, “When
she is released from the hospital, you two will have
to be guarded and watched 24/7. I want you safe, but I
want to use you both as bait, too. You know what has
to be done, Rabb. Say, go with Jaime now and I’ll be
there soon. I’ll make the arrangements.” 



Harm agrees. He notices tears in her eyes. “Yea, I’ll
stay with her. I can’t let her down again,” he says to
the Admiral. Then he silently plans how to take care
of this mess. In the ambulance, Harm smiles give her a
confident look. Even under these circumstances, she
thought, when I look at him, I notice that he is a man
who can speak with his eyes and his facial
_expression. He has a beautiful face. Still, doesn’t
he ever get rattled? He always looks so confident. I’m
a wreck. 



Harm paces the ER and keeps hounding the nurse to let
him in. Finally they lead him to her room. Jaime was
so surprised to see him still there. Why would he stay
so long? He looks rather worried. For me? she
wondered. 



“Hey, Jaime, how are you?” He says in a soft concerned
voice as he sits on the bed and takes her hand. 



“Ok, I guess. They got the bullet out of my shoulder.
What are the odds that I couldn’t even get shot on my
right side? Only lefties suffer this fate,” she moans,
“A couple of ribs are bruised, too.” Jaime didn’t want
him seeing her like this. She turned her head from him
and the tears just flowed. 



“Hey, Hey, Shhhh, Don’t cry. I’ll help you” Harm
whispered. Harm has such a unique, special tone to his
voice. He can talk loud and forceful, but his whispers
and hushed soft tones are not only seductive, but
mesmerizing, too. 



His whispered words sent shivers through Jaime. Just
like the look in his eyes. His eyes, coupled with his
soft voice, make it hard to ignore how perfect this
man is. His hands, too, are tender but big and strong.
Jaime felt protected when he held her after the
shooting. Most men (and women) who have this much
beauty fail because they are too full of themselves.
Not Harm, he is as perfect a person as he is handsome.
 



Harm reached over, lifted Jaime slightly off the bed
and held her close to him. She cried in his arms. He
hushed her sobs with his deep warm voice and his hands
stroked her back. Her head lay on his chest. 



“Harm, it happened so fast. I couldn’t even react.
That poor woman didn’t have a chance, did she?” Jaime
sobbed. 



“JR, you were at the wrong place at the wrong time. I
should have separated them in the first place. I just
didn’t think- -, Harm hesitated and got choked up
himself. “Don’t think about it. It’s over”. Harm says
trying to keep the sound of confidence in his voice. 



“Ahmm”. The Admiral was at the door. Harm didn’t get
up, but let Jaime lay back down on the bed. 



“Jaime, the doctors say you will be fine. You’re
staying overnight for observation, right?” said the
Admiral very concerned. She nodded. 



“I have some news for the two of you. There is an APB
out on Commander Ashton for murder and assault. We
assume he will want to silence the two of you.” Harm
acknowledges his statement, and was very concerned
about the news that his guy is still the loose. Jaime
still feels frightened even with Harm here to help
her. Harm notices this and held her hand. 



“Sir, what happens now? Jaime will be one handed with
the ‘wrong hand’ for a couple of weeks so she can’t
work for a while; plus I think she is a little
traumatized by the whole ordeal” Harm informed the
Admiral. 



Jaime glared at Harm for pointing that out. I feel
like a chump unable to handle a crisis, she quickly
thought. What am I saying? Reality is - I can’t handle
this. He’s right. 



“Well, we are all traumatized by this”, Harm said
trying to smooth over his last statement. 



“Don’t worry. It’s all set”. We both looked at him and
knew something was up. 



“Commander Rabb, since you and Ms. Ross both need
protecting, you will be sharing her apartment and
guards will be posted until he is caught. This will
keep you both in safely in one place, but attract him
to go after the two of you. Something like a two for
one deal. Computers and phone lines will be installed
for both of you to continue to do work at home. I
chose Jaime’s place because I noticed there are two
bedrooms and a large living room for you to conduct
your work.” the Admiral said in a tone that we knew
was his final word on the matter. Still, both of

them protested because of the intimate sharing of
space until Mac, Bud and Sturgis walked in the room. 



“Harm!” Mac rushed to him and he rose off the bed and
gave her a quick hug. Bud and Sturgis looked concerned
and they asked what seemed like a million questions
about what happened. Harm gave them an accurate
account. Jaime was much too tired to talk and actually
hoped for some rest. 



“Mr. Roberts and Commander Turner, tomorrow at 0800
you will start investing Commander Ashton and his now
deceased wife. I want to know everything about the
divorce, what they own, who their family and friends
are and even the cat’s name,” dictated the Admiral. 



“Yes, Sir”, they said in unison. 



“Harm, we need to talk outside. Jaime, I hope you are
feeling better and I’m so glad it wasn’t more
serious,” Mac said. 



“Thanks, Mac. Me too” 



Everyone was leaving and Jaime thanked them for caring
so much. She even joked about what a wimp she can be
when it comes to pain and they are all in for an ear
full. They left and she welcomed the quiet. Jaime
figured Harm left with Mac, so some much needed sleep
came quick. 



Out in the hall, Harm and Mac stood close together
away from view. Finally, Mac was able to tell Harm
about the meeting at the Pentagon. His reaction was
pure frustration.  



“Mac, why you? Does this have something to do with
your meeting today?” Harm groaned.  



“Harm, it’s a TAD for only 3 months. It will give me
more of a chance to get a feel for sea life. You have
always told me I should experience it.” Mac pleaded. 



“Mac, maybe together, someday, and not just you alone.
We said we would start at the beginning. How can we if
we can’t see each other?” Harm could feel the anger
rise within him. 



“Harm, we can e-mail and call and you know the Admiral
will send you out to the Seahawk at some point.” Mac
was still trying to make him understand. She knew he
was losing patience.  



“That’s not like being close to you, having dinner
with you, seeing you at your desk. Who will I go
when…when…?” 



“When you want to debate a fact or finding? I’m sure
you will find someone else to annoy.” Mac laughed. 



Harm didn’t find this amusing at all. He cupped his
hand to her cheek and Mac immediately looked into his
eyes. 



“I need you here. Please don’t go,” he begged. 



“I have to Harm. Just like you had to go away to the
Patrick Henry to fly tomcats.” Mac wished she didn’t
say it like that. It came out different that what she
actually meant. 



“Why do you always have to bring up the past? It only
complicates things.” Harm was now on the brink of
rage. 



“Why can you do things and always justify them, but I
can’t? I was just trying to make a point,” Mac said
angrily. 



Harm looked deep into her eyes, almost pleading. Mac
could feel the tears come to her eyes. Harm grabbed
her by the arms and kissed her so wanting it almost
knocked her over. She kissed him back and locked her
hands behind his neck so they would never let each
other go. Harm felt so much love for her and her for
him. Finally, they pulled back and looked at each
other. Mac touched her lips as they still stung from
his kiss.  



Harm hugged her. “Mac, I want a future with you. I
couldn’t bear it if you left” 



Mac broke his grip and looked surprised. “Harm, we
have had 7 years. I have come to you more than once
and you turned me away. Now, now that I have to leave
you say you want me?” 



“Me, turn you away? Who ran on the first TAD after
your broken engagement? I even followed you and you
wouldn’t talk about us” he raised his voice at her. 



“Because there were no us. Harm, maybe we need this
time away to think” Mac said startled at his anger. 



“I don’t want to talk about this anymore. I want you,”
demanded Harm. 



Mac was stunned. Was this an affirmation of love or
just another line? 



“Harm, I want… I want…..” 



“You want what, Mac?” Harm’s voice turned was so soft
and hushed. Mac felt like screaming her love, but knew
she had to tread lightly. She didn’t want a repeat of
the ferry in Sydney or the Admiral’s porch for that
matter. She wanted more of a plan between them. She
wanted him to say it; to say he loved her and plan to
actually put things together when she returned. 



“I think we want the same thing, but don’t know how to
put it all in place. This is it Harm, when we meet
again, after some time away, we better be ready to
spill it all. It will be then or never.” 



She reached up and kissed him again and left quickly
to the elevators. She yelled back to him “I am leaving
at 0600 tomorrow morning. I’ll be in touch.” Harm was
left standing alone in the hallway, stunned. He felt
like she came back into his life and left just as
fast. He can’t believe this is happening again. How
could he go through this separation from her and the
anxiety it causes again. He told her he wanted her.
Why wouldn’t she accept that as a start? He closed his
eyes and wanted to cry. Hell, a Jag lawyer and Navy
pilot can’t cry. We have to be perfect and stoic.
Parts of a song kept ringing in his ear by Phil
Collins… 



How can I just let you walk away?

Just let you leave without a trace

When I stand here taking

Every breath with you

You’re the only one who really knew me at all

How can you just walk away from me?

When all I can do is watch you leave

‘Cause we’ve shared the laughter and the pain and even
shared the tears

You’re the only one who really knew me at all… 



I wish I could just make you turn around

Turn around and see me cry

There’s so much I need to say to you

So many reasons why, 

You’re the only one who really knew me at all… 



So take a look at me now ‘cause there’s just an empty
space

And there’s nothing left here to remind me just the
memory of your face… 



But to wait for you is all I can do

And that’s what I’ve got to face

Take a good look at me now ‘cause I’ll still be
standing here

And you coming back to me is against all odds…

That’s the chance I’ve got to take…. Take a look at me
now…. 



These words ate at his heart. “To hell with all this”,
he found himself talking aloud. A nurse walked by and
asked him if he needed help.  



“No, I need intervention from above”, he said
sarcastically. 



He remembered he never said goodbye to JR. He walked
slowly back to her room and found her sleeping. He sat
in the chair next to her. Harm noticed the bruises
that were more evident on her face and arms. She has
been at Jag just a short while and has to face this
trauma. She wasn’t even around months ago when this
case appeared on his desk.  



He noticed Jaime wasn’t a knockout kinda woman. He
studied her while she slept. She’s a bit overweight,
not real tall, but her smile and personality are so
attractive. She pulls you in with her warmth. Jaime is
a regular person. Harm knew he meant that in a good
way He smiled knowing how hard she was working losing
weight. He also began to see inside her. He admired
the mature wisdom she owned together with a great
sense of humor. There is nothing false about her. She
is comfortable to be with. Harm realized that he’s
been somewhat drawn to her. Yes, I love Mac above all,
but Jaime is different, he thought. She treats me like
I have no history. Nothing gets in the way, no
baggage, no complications. We talk about matters of
life in general, it’s fun and loose. I feel freed from
my problems when I’m with her. God, what am I
thinking? There is nothing like Mac. We will get
through this and be together. I will never let her go
again. I can’t stand being away from her. I need her
so much. I can’t imagine my life without her. All
these thoughts raced through Harm’s mind. 



Jaime groaned in pain and suddenly woke up. She didn’t
quite know where she was. 



“JR, it’s me Harm. You’re all right. Wake up.” Harm
pleaded as he tried to calm her. Her eyes opened and
she struggled against his touch until she realized it
was actually him. 



“Oh, Harm, I was so scared. I must’ve been dreaming
about what happened.” She fell back against the pillow
and covered her face with her hands obviously in pain.
 



“Do you want more medication?” 



“Yea, just push the button. It does it automatically.
What time is it?” She looked around for her glasses
and the clock. She put her glasses on, but still
couldn’t focus correctly. 



“It’s around one in the morning.” Wow, it seems
strange to tell someone the time. Mac always used her
internal clock. 



“What are you still doing here? I thought you left
with Mac.” 



“No, Mac has an early plane out to the Seahawk. She
has TAD for the next 3 months”. 



“What? She is leaving for 3 months”, Jaime said with
amazement. Harm couldn’t even reply. He felt the empty
pit at the bottom of his stomach. 



“Harm, again why aren’t you going after her? If I can
use your own military term ‘With all due respect’ are
you a fool or what?” Harm was looking down at his
hands not wanting JR to see how upset he was. Then he
looked up and sharply glared at her. Jaime was taken
back by his stare. She had never seen him this mad
before. 



“I’m sorry”, JR said. “I was out of line. That is your
personal business and none of mine. Please, forgive
me. You’re here to help me and I interfered, sorry”. 



“For your information, Jaime” Harm blurted out, “I
tried. I told her I wanted her and wanted her to stay.
Anyway, how do you know how I feel?”  



“Come on, Harm, everyone in Jag knows how you and Mac
feel about each other. I have only been around a short
time and I knew the first time I saw you two
together”. 



“What do you mean how Mac feels?” 



“She loves you, too, Harm. Can’t you see that?” 



“No,” he actually thought about it, “No…” he said
again, “how could I ever tell? She stops me when I get
close enough” 



“Well, I think the blame is split 50/50 and you two
are foolish not to hold onto the only person in the
world you could love. You both survived a near death
experience and you still can’t go to each other?
Someday, Harm, it will be too late and then what?”
Jaime looked right at him and he could tell she was
not just talking about their situation. It was
something deep within her. 



“You talk like it’s from experience.” 



“Yea, well, I don’t want to talk anymore at all” Jaime
said as she tried to find a comfortable position in
the hospital bed. 



“Fine, I don’t want to discuss Mac anymore, either.
Feeling bad for talking a bit cross-toned, Harm gently
asked, “How’s the pain now, does it feel any better?” 



“I’m a little drowsy from the pain med, but I am
afraid to close my eyes. It’s always right there,
Harm, the gun, the pain and that poor woman” 



“Shhhh”, he says while deciding to stay the night.
“I’ll stay while you sleep and take you home in the
morning”. 



“You shouldn’t sleep in the chair. Go home and get a
good nights rest. I’ll be ok”. 



“No, just close your eyes”. Harm gets himself a pillow
and blanket and settles in the chair, moving it closer
to the bed. He fixes the pillow that propped up her
arm. Jaime finally closes her eyes and Harm leaned
over to gently stroke her hair off her face. He puts
her glasses on the nightstand and they both slept. He
never left her side all night. 



Jaime’s dreams started so nice. I was with a man, but
there was no face. I wanted this man. I could feel
excitement, passion. I wanted to be held and touched
by him, but I still couldn’t see his face. It has been
so long since I have been kissed, held close or made
love to. This man left through a doorway to nowhere
and next came in Commander Ashton. 



Jaime pushed Harm’s hand off her head and tried to sit
up. The pain instantly seared through her arm and
shoulder. Harm jumped up from his chair to her side. 



“JR, hold on. Your ok.”  



“Sorry. Nightmares again.” Jaime could barely get the
words out. She tried to get back to sleep. Morning
came too soon after she finally dozed off. The doctor
signed the release and gave them the medical
instructions. Rest and medication for the shoulder and
more rest for the ribs. No housework or work for a
couple of weeks. (I have waited years for someone to
tell me no housework and it comes now?) Feeling groggy
and uncomfortable, she gets dressed to go home. Then
Harm and Jaime drive off in silence, still feeling
awkward regarding their conversation about Mac. Harm,
she suspects, is missing Mac already. 



He stops at the store for food and medicine and they
arrive at Jaime’s apartment as ordered by the Admiral.
It was all set up just like he said it would be.
Harm’s belongings were moved in, too. Harm pointed out
where the guards were stationed. Jaime felt a lot
better seeing them there. They both want this to be
over. Jaime wishes for the pain in her shoulder to go
away. Mostly, she is very afraid of having Harm this
close because she could easily start to feel things
she shouldn’t. “Maybe I should stay ordinary” she
thought. “The risk is too great for my heart.” What
will the next few weeks hold for them? 

 

 

 



PART II CAPTURE THE MOON 



Harm and Jaime made a list of other things they needed
and Harriet ran the errands. Jaime went through her
mail and tended to her dozens of plants scattered all
around the apartment. Harriet e brought back the
videos they ordered, a pile of miscellaneous stuff
from Harm’s place including his guitar and music and
other assorted goodies to pass the time away. They
settled into Jaime’s

apartment. Subconsciously, they felt comfortable to be
together. During the next couple of days they
introduced each other to their own ways of life - each
other’s world.  



They did their JAG work and, of course, discussed the
capture of Commander Ashton. Trying to make the best
of a difficult time, Harm and Jaime knew they needed
to keep their minds off of what was to come. At times
their conversations drifted to what they had in
common, their childhoods and upbringing and their
adult lives. Domestically, they would plan their meals
the night before and cook them together the next day.
Hampered by her shoulder, Jaime tried to do what she
could. They watched videos, played scrabble, exercised
with the bike and treadmill and did the household
chores.  



Harm and Mac emailed each other or talked to each
other at least once a day. He was very quite after the
calls. He would retreat by playing his guitar. Jaime
thought it was a way he coped with her absence. On the
bright side, Jaime enjoyed hearing him play. He has a
beautiful voice. Harm would sing softly, strumming
chords by ear to pass the time at night. Obviously, so
lonely, in more ways than one. At times like these,
Jaime would do the exercises given by her doctor for
arm strength. She would purposely go to her room to
give him privacy. Guilty on all counts, Jaime would
peak out the door to watch and hear him sing.  



“Harm, you play and sing so beautifully”, she couldn’t
help but tell him one night. “Mac must love to hear
you play” 



“Yea, it helps me relax and not many people have heard
me play. I mean, I did sing for Annie, but never
really too much for anyone else” he replied. 



“That’s a shame. You should try and share this with
Mac” 



“Yea, maybe some day. My father bought me my first
guitar at 5 years old and told me it was a good hobby,
but wouldn’t pay the bills.” Harm looked down at his
guitar kind of in a reflective trance. 



“I heard about your father, Harm. It must be
comforting that you finally found him.” 



“I didn’t really find him. No matter if I did or not,
I feel empty now even with closure.” 



“Harm, you found his son, met the woman who took your
father in and found the area where he was buried.
Without you, your mother would never have the closure
she needed. You were strong to do what you did.” 



“I guess, but I don’t feel it. It makes me miss him
more, to know that he lived all those years without
us.” 



“Harm, your father would have been so proud of you.
Now, you need to fill your thoughts and time with
things for you. He would have wanted that for you. I
know you polish that car of yours all the time, but
how about a pick up basketball league or other
hobbies? When I needed to move on I kept my gardens
growing, started collecting all these house plants and
I even rock the babies at the nursery at Bethesda.” 



“Really, you rock the sick babies?” 



“Yea, there is nothing better in the world than to
comfort a sick baby or a baby that was never held by
its mother.” 



“I’d love to go with you next time. Will you let me?” 



“Sure, if you promise to start doing things for
yourself, fulfilling your needs.” 



“I guess you’re right. My father’s disappearance has
been solved and my mother has Frank. I guess it’s up
to me now. Jaime thanks for your advice. I guess I can
still learn a few things about myself” he smiled at
her with a sincerely, warm _expression. “And by the
way, I admire your green thumb. All these plants are
beautiful.” 



“Harm, it’s nice to see you smile. At work you are so
serious. I’m glad you can relax here and smile more.” 




Their conversation turned back to his guitar and the
music they enjoy and remembered growing up. Harm
admitted he overheard some of the music Jaime played
in her room and called them “too sappy for me” tunes.
He won’t admit that he plays the same type of “sappy
songs” each night on his guitar. Jaime likes other
music, but right now her mood has been the “Can I have
love again?” mood. She would sit in her chair at
night, gazing out side at the sky and listen to some
great love songs or even eavesdrop on Harm playing in
the other room. This passed the time to when this
horrible ordeal would end.  



Harm and Jaime did most of their work early in the day
and they enjoyed “goofing off” by late afternoon. Some
evenings after therapy, Jaime’s shoulder would get
very sore. Harm helped her as much as he could. She
tried to sleep after taking the medication, but would
awake with pain and terrible nightmares during the
night. Harm was always by her side. His good nature
kept her from feeling depressed. He knew how to cheer
Jaime up. She hoped he would stop feeling guilty. 



Jaime found herself entranced by Harm’s presence as
they worked, cooked or did housework around the
apartment. She would hold onto his stare a little
longer than normal. More and more she would catch
herself watching him across the room. This could be a
“second once in a life time love” if it wasn’t for
Mac. Harm is in love with Mac. Jaime knows she is just
an ordinary housewife. 



For a couple of weeks now, there has been no sign of
Ashton. Harm and Jaime do their work, make their
business calls and take care of whatever work they
could from inside the four walls of Jaime’s apartment.
Surprisingly, Jaime didn’t feel one bit restless with
Harm sitting across from her. She was use to him there
for every meal, when she slept and when she woke up.
Harm too was getting too use to having Jaime there
with him all the time.  



Harm’s stomach started to rumble with hunger. I feel
like pizza tonight he thought. I know JR will go along
with it. She’s so easy to be with. I didn’t like this
living arrangement at first because I thought I’d be
climbing the walls. Not with her. I can express
myself. Not as a lawyer or a naval officer, but as a
regular guy. I listen for her at night if she needs
help. I help her do the things she has problems with
because of her shoulder. I make sure she is
comfortable because of the bruised ribs. I thought I
knew everything, but she teaches me so much more.
Sometimes she looks scared of me, like she may say or
do something wrong. It seems she has no confidence in
herself. I wonder why? Harm’s thoughts were getting
too complicated. He decided just to let things happen
and not analyze the situation too much. This was a new
experience for Harm – just let things happen. 



Still, he worried about Mac. Harm realizes it is hard
for him to talk about JR to her. Mac, though, is very
concerned that they are all right and safe. They
hardly talk intimate anymore at all because Mac feels
awkward. She wants to work things face to face. Wasn’t
that his reasoning for her not to go in the first
place? He cursed the memory of that night. Until this
thing is over with Ashton and Mac is back, things are
at a standstill for sure. Harm decides to clear his
thoughts and fix supper. 



JR does agree to cook pizza tonight. They had fun
making the pizza and made way too much of a mess with
the flour. At the sink JR was trying to wash up. It
wasn’t quite working with one hand so Harm insisted
that he help her. He touched up her face with the
washcloth and suddenly Harm needed and wanted to kiss
her. He did ever so lightly. Harm froze between
wanting more and wanting to apologize for over
stepping his bounds. He waited for her reaction. Just
that little stroke across her lips set a rush through
his whole body. Harm quickly decided he didn’t want
Jaime to get away from his embrace so he came back
with another kiss, then another until they connected
for a long tender kiss.  



What do I do? Why is he kissing me? What am I doing
here at this point, at this time? His kisses are like
gold. His kiss has gives every indication this isn’t a
flirting moment. His _expression is filled with trust,
not just “taking advantage of the girl behind the
bleachers” look; but “I’m here with you, I want you”
look. My body reacts different from my mind. My mind
says, ‘No, you can’t let him do this’ and my body is
responding to all those desires of wanting him. Just
his kiss sends me reeling. All Jaime’s thought melt in
her mind. 



She knows that if Harm or any man like Harm met me on
a crowded street corner or if he bumped into me in the
supermarket, he would never give me a second look. Why
is he kissing me now? He is perfect, his eyes, mouth,
jaw, neck and down to his broad muscular shoulders.
Finally, Jaime breaks away and runs to her room. She
sits in her chair; takes off her glasses and cries.  



Mac has a history with him. Harm loves Mac. He
shouldn’t be kissing me. I can’t keep thinking about
how sexy or perfect he is. I could never have him.
Even if Mac weren’t involved I don’t represent his
style of woman. Could I see myself at the Navy Ball or
White House dinner? What a joke. Why did he kiss me?
Why did he do it? Jaime keeps going over and over the
reasons why this shouldn’t have happened and how
scared she has become. 



She didn’t hear Harm knock. He came in, to her
surprise, and knelt down in front of her chair. Harm
took Jaime’s hands down from her face. Their eyes met,
it was more than she could take. 



“Hey, hey, Jaime, I’m sorry, if I offended you”. His
hand rested on her face and his thumb rubbed her
cheek. His _expression turned to confusion. “JR, I
didn’t mean that either. I mean, well, …. “  



All of a sudden I can’t talk to her? What is wrong
with me? This is the second woman in my life that gets
me stuttering and fumbling for words. He was mad at
himself. 



“Harm, maybe you should leave. I mean go back to your
own apartment.” Jaime removed his hand from her face.
“There has been no sight of what’s his name. This
wasn’t a good idea.” Jaime tried to stand and get
passed him. He held her back. 



“J.R., no, I won’t leave you. I am not sorry I kissed
you. I wanted too.” Harm suddenly blurted out. 



Jaime looked at Harm with such rage. He was taken back
by her reaction. 



“You wanted to what, Harm? What about Mac? That is who
you should be kissing, not someone like me!!” 



Harm looked so puzzled. Saying, “What?” with just a
facial _expression.


“You should go now. Leave please!” 



He started for the door of the bedroom feeling such
deep sadness. How could I leave her? She makes me feel
like a man, not a superman, not a navy commander or
lawyer, just a regular man. She takes the weight of
the world off my shoulders. I don’t have to be “on”
all the time. She is amazing that way. I have never
experienced this before with anyone. Annie, she had
too much baggage. Jordan was too involved with work
and Renee, well, Renee was a different breed
altogether. Mac is perfect for me professionally and
romantically, but JR is safe and loving. I always had
to maintain a certain air about myself with the other
girls, but with JR I am happy. He thinks all this in a
second and stops before the doorway. 



Harm turned back and motioned for Jaime to sit down on
the bed next to him. She refused and moved around him
to look out the window.  



“J.R, look”, Harm turned her toward him and held
Jaime’s arms, “I don’t understand what is happening
either, but I don’t ever do or say anything that I
don’t mean. You should know me by now.” 



“Like Mac knows you? Like you know Mac? She is
thousands of miles away and you are both miserable
without each other.” 



“No, J.R., you’re different. I love being a JAG lawyer
and especially a Navy pilot, but there are times I
deserve just to be me. You don’t hold me in check. I
can relax with you. I have never been with a woman who
just IS and doesn’t need more than I can give. You are
comforting. I learn so much from you, I love how
simple things can be when we are together. You have
touched every place in my heart. I believe I could be
falling for you, Jaime Ross.” 



“Harm, you have fallen for Mac. And only Mac” as Jaime
pushes his hands off her arms. “You need her, not me.
How can you take a love like that after so many years
and fall for someone else? It doesn’t happen and it
certainly doesn’t happen to me”.  



“I know you have feelings for me. I can see it in your
eyes. You love two people”, Harm pleads his case, “Why
can’t I have feelings for two women until I figure
this whole thing out? You are here, Mac chose to
leave” he emphasized and knew he stepped across the
line with that comment.  



“Mac had no choice. You know that and what do you mean
by ‘I love two people?’ Jaime asked with more rage in
her voice than she intended. 



“Me and your husband.” Harm spoke slowly. 



She was shocked at his statement. How dare he! Then
she realized that she avoided talking about her
husband. Harm didn’t know. No one really knew. 



“Harm, my husband left me over two years ago.” Jaime
looked at him square in the eye and her chin started
to quiver. 



Harm stood so still, he couldn’t move and his
_expression turned to sadness. He suddenly felt angry
that any man would leave her and four children alone. 



Finally, he whispered “I’m so sorry, what happened?” 



Jaime then sat on the bed and explained what happened
years before to her and to her children “He always
loved to drink, first to relax, then to pass the time,
then socializing, then a few times a week. Soon he
would leave the house and lie to me about where he was
going. I had enough and he didn’t want to hear it. I
guess he resented me for bitching so much about it.
It’s funny because when he wasn’t drinking he was the
perfect husband and father. Like he was two different
people. He has a disease that he couldn’t beat. The
worse thing, and it finally took a toll on me, was
sex. He was drunk at night when we went to bed and I
felt like he was “having sex” with me but not “making
love to me”. Instead of whispering romance in my ear,
he would whisper crude things. He never kissed me.
Imagine, never being kissed. Finally, I just lied
there and took it. Feeling nothing. My body and my
mind felt nothing. It has been more than two years
since…..” Jaime stopped, knowing she was saying too
much.  



“Is that why you don’t drink” Harm asked remembering
she always refused at first when he offered her a
glass of wine at dinner.  



“Yea, but I don’t think a glass of wine would hurt. I
guess I just got used to saying no.” Jaime whispered. 



“Did he ever hurt you in any other way?”  



“No, no” Jaime said “Still, the thought of a
relationship scares me. Will my judge of character be
better the next time around? I don’t know. There has
only been one man in my life who never lied to me or
hurt me and that was my father. I could trust him
completely. He never let me down. I thought every man
would be like that. I guess I learned the hard way.”
Jaime looked up quickly at him wanting reinforcement.
“I guess both our fathers meant so much to us.” 



“Yes, they did. But, Jaime, you did the right thing by
leaving him. You and your kids deserve better” Harm
tried to console her and placed his hand on her arm
again. Jaime loved the feel of his warm hand on her
body. “You have a new life and you have worked hard to
meet you goals. I admire you for that.” Harm’s voice
turned softer “Jaime, I hope you know that I have
never lied to you and will never lie to you. I promise
I will never hurt you either. In fact, put me, the
Admiral, Bud and Sturgis on that list, too. We are
your friends and lying is not what we are made of.” 



“I know, Harm. I just need more time to get used to
this new life. I don’t know if this will all work out,
but I’m glad I left home. I do know I deserve more
than what my husband gave me at times.”  



He took her in his arms and held her. He knows how
difficult it was for her to tell him. She seemed
almost embarrassed, but she got through it. Jaime then
broke away from his embrace sensing that more than
comfort was in his touch. 



“You need to leave, Harm. You need to go to Mac and
make it work. You can never really love anyone else
like you love her. We can’t…do this” as Jaime held out
her arm as to show him everything that existed around
them, “ you need to talk to Mac. “I have been trying
to protect my heart by not falling for you. I admit,
my emotions have gotten out of control and now you
have my heart in your hands.” Jaime held both his
hands together. “Harm, this scares me”.  



“I won’t ever break your heart, Jaime. I could never
hurt you or scare you.” he spoke very soft, but firm. 



“You don’t know that. You can’t deny that if Mac
walked through that door right now you wouldn’t go to
her” Jaime pointed to the bedroom door and Harm
followed her finger. Harm didn’t say anything. Jaime
could tell he knew that it was true.  



“You don’t realize how lonely my life has been and how
long I have felt so lousy about myself. I’ve waited
for someone to come into my life to help me change all
that. Someone just like you.

But, it can’t be you. Don’t you understand? Look, Harm
you have to settle things between you and Mac. Make
the commitment, do what’s right. Thanks for being here
with me during the past few weeks, but we need a
little distance right now.” Jaime picked up her
portable CD player, rushed past him and left the
apartment.  



The guards spied Jaime, confused, because they never
really left the confines of the apartment. She headed
towards the roof. Jaime needed to be alone. Maybe
another confidence attack? No, her heart was sick and
she just needed some fresh air. With no coat, Jaime
opened the door to the roof and was met by a fresh
blast of crisp air. It felt good on her face. She sat
along the wall overlooking the beautiful city. Even
though she is afraid of heights she tried to take in
the wonderful sight of the lights, the stars and the
moon. She played her favorite song by Hill/McGraw and
cried as she sang each word. Jaime’s ‘off key’ singing
turned into a low whisper as she got more and more
emotional over the words. Again, Jaime never heard
Harm come up beside her. She was busy finding the
track to listen to the song again. So much like a
schoolgirl, listening to the same love song over and
over again. 



“Excuse me, JR?” Harm questioned with a bashful tone,
“I thought you might like something hot to drink”. She
looked over and there was Harm standing there with two
cups of hot chocolate, topped with whipped cream and
her jacket. 



Jaime purposely didn’t play her “sappy song” just then
so he wouldn’t laugh at her. I’m not in the mood for
laughter right now Jaime thought. She shut off the CD.
Harm handed her the mug as he placed his down on the
wall. He took Jaime’s coat and hung it carefully over
her shoulders and pulled it tight under her chin. She
sipped the hot chocolate, admitting only to herself
that it tasted good. 



They drank in silence before Harm asked what Jaime was
listening to. “Music you aren’t interested in” Jaime
stated coldly still looking out across the city.  



Harm leaned over her to turn on the CD player and he
whispered in her ear “I bet it’s the song “Just To
Hear You Say That You Love Me”. Jaime turned toward
him in surprise, his mouth was next to her ear then he
brushed his lips against hers. He must have heard the
song coming from her room at some point. Harm took the
mug from Jaime’s hands and lifted her off the wall as
the music started. He held her and started to dance
very slowly.  



He took his hands and placed them on each side of
Jaime’s face and kissed her so passionately she
couldn’t help but respond to him. The song played for
them (actually listen to this song – it is beautiful) 



If I could win your heart, if you’d let me in your
heart

I’d be so happy, baby, Just for these arms to be
holding you close to me

There’s nothing in this world I won’t try

No limit to what I’d do to make you mine, ‘cause 



I’d climb right up to the sky, I’d take down the stars

Just to be in your arms, baby, I’d go and capture the
moon

That’s what I would do

Just to hear you say that you love me 



He placed her good arm around his neck. Careful of
Jaime’s injured arm, which now has a little more
mobility, he placed her hand under his jacket on his
waist. Harm reached around her back and placed his
hands under Jaime’s jacket, too; coincidently, under
her sweater, touching bare skin. They danced like kids
in high school, not the formal suave way couples do
like at the Jag ball. Harriet, several times, has
talked about the smooth moves Commander Rabb makes on
the dance floor at these parties. Jaime’s forehead
rested against his chin. Harm pulled Jaime tightly
into him leaving no space for even the cold air. 



“JR, look up at the stars and moon. They’re out for us
tonight” Harm smiled his beautiful smile and their
song continued to play in the background. 



If I could taste your kiss, there’d be no sweeter gift

Heaven could offer baby, 

I want to be the one, living to give you love

I’d walk across this world just to be close to you
‘cause I want you close to me 



I’d climb right up to the sky, I’d take down the stars

Just to be in your arms, baby

I’d go and capture the moon, that’s what I would do

Just to hear you say that you love me 



Just to hear you say that you love me 


It was hard to listen to the words and concentrate on
Harm’s hands, his smell, his breath and his strength.
Just as the song ended Harm whispered, “I do love you,
JR.”  



Dam, I’m losing my thoughts and myself. I promised I
wouldn’t do this, but I can’t hold back any longer
Jaime thought. She looked at Harm straight in the eyes
and placed her fingertips to his cheek. It’s the first
time reached out to touch him.  



“I know this shouldn’t be happening between us, but I
can’t turn back now, you’ve brought me too far. Harm,
I love you too.” (don’t worry, Harm and Mac do get
together. Remember, enjoy being Jaime) 



They sat down again and drank the hot chocolate. Harm
leaned against the wall and she sat between his legs.
They looked at each other, smiling, Jaime leaned into
him and they kissed for the longest time. Junior high
girls would call it “making out” 



“I think its time to go in. It’s getting colder”. Harm
spoke with a seductive tone. “I think the moon and the
stars decided to sleep behind the clouds for the
evening.” They looked up at the sky and snowflakes
fell on their face.  



“I’d love to sit here in the snow, but it is getting
too cold”, JR wiped the flakes off of Harm’s hair.
Harm took the CD player and JR’s hand, pulling her off
the wall. 



“I think we better get in and get warm”, Harm
chuckled, more of a deep half laugh, half chuckle that
seemed to be more suggestive than amusing. Security
watched them return to the apartment and probably felt
much better they were in one secure place together. 



As soon as the door was closed and secured, Harm
literally grabbed Jaime and they kissed again. Jaime
knew she had to get away from his embrace and clear
her head. Isn’t that is why I went to the roof in the
first place? She reminded herself of how this all
started. 



“I’d like to take a hot shower and warm up some, ok?”
as Jaime pulled away from him turning toward the
bathroom. 



“Do you need help with your arm?” asked Harm turning
up one eyebrow, seemingly amused. 



Jaime did hesitate and for a second, and thought of
him helping her. “No, I can do it alone.” She
struggled with her response. While she undressed, she
thought of him here with her, what a joke!! Just
looking at herself in the mirror only reminded her
that it would never work. Confidence - minus zero. 



After her shower, she sat on the bed, combing out her
hair. Jaime turned on the radio and couldn’t believe
her ears. She froze at the lyrics to this song. How
could each word be so perfect she wondered? It’s a
song by Gloria Gaynor. 



It’s really been a long time

Since I let somebody hold me

Since I felt safe in somebody’s arms

You were a good friend I could confide in

But after all the lies he told me

I couldn’t let nobody in my heart

I was torn apart

All this time you’ve been right here

He’s been doing nothing but wrong

And though the best thing in my life was 

Here with me all along 



I never knew

Right beside me there was an angel

I never knew

You’d give my heart the wings to fly

Because of you

Everything in my life is changing

Turning it to

The kind of heaven that I never knew 



You kissed away my tears

And now they’ve disappeared

You make me feel safe in somebody’s arms

You’re the kind that can do me no harm

These questions everybody ask me

They say they’d never seen me so happy

But that’s a secret between you and me

They don’t know nothing ‘bout us baby 

Can’t let up

Can’t tell anybody that you’re not from around here

They don’t know that you’re an angel

But now it’s all so clear….. 



Is this a dream?

Are you for real?

You got me honey

Feeling things that I never thought I’d feel

You taught me love

Don’t have to break my heart in two

That’s just one more of those things

That I never, never knew 



I never knew 



Jaime was simply amazed that this song could have so
much meaning. 



Harm knocked once and came right in carrying a candle.
He placed it on the nightstand. He turned off the
radio and put on a CD. 



“I must confess that I do like ‘some’ of these sappy
songs”, he laughed. 



“Yea, I hear you play most of them on your guitar” she
quipped right back at him as she tried to come back
from the trance from the song “I Never Knew”.  



“Ya know, Harm, I love to listen to you play your
guitar and sing. You have a talent for sure” Jaime
encouraged him. “Still, though, keep your day job”. 



They laughed and the music started to play. The
tension about their past conversation left Harm’s
body. He felt so comfortable as he sat down beside
Jaime and dried her hair with the towel and then gave
her a nice shoulder rub. He hoped she felt comfortable
and thought back to the disgusting way she explained
her husband “having sex” with her. He wanted to “make
love” to Jaime and show her that she deserves romance
and intimacy and love. They didn’t speak, no words
were needed. Jaime, he sensed, began to relax.  



“Harm, do you hear songs and really listen to the
words and how it compares to your life?  



“Yea, when I play the guitar and play the songs, they
have to mean something to me. Whether it is romantic,
full of heartbreak or full of fun, I need to relate to
it. Why would you ask? 



“Oh, no reason. I guess I just heard one ‘sappy song’
too many.” Jaime’s thoughts, more so after hearing
this song, were scrambled. She knew he should leave,
but again, she knew she wasn’t going to let him. 



As Harm sat behind Jaime gently sensuously rubbing her
shoulders, he reached around her and loosened the
front of her robe. She was self-conscious about her
body and tried to hold the front of the robe closed.
Then he kissed her tenderly on the back of her neck.  



“It’s been such a long time since I let somebody hold
me, since I felt safe in somebody’s arms” the song
played through Jaime’s head. 



My God, she thought, I haven’t had a man in more than
two years. I was virtually dead inside. Now she could
feel herself coming back to life. If Harm only knew
what this moment meant to her. If he only knew how
long she has waited to be touched. She raised her arm
up and reached behind Harm’s neck. She stroked his
head while he continued to kiss her neck. Harm
instinctively reached around and turned her towards
him. He laid her down and kissed her, then looked deep
into her eyes. Harm wanted to make sure she wasn’t
scared and that she wanted him as much as he did.
Jaime was so overwhelmed. He should leave my bed, my
room; he loves someone else, she thought and then the
thoughts were lost.  



Jaime spoke first, “Harm, it’s been so long, I’m
overwhelmed and scared. Help me.” 



“Shhh,” he whispered in her ear, “we’ll take it slow.
I won’t ever hurt you. I want you.” Harm turned out
the lights. The room was overcome by the candlelight. 



Jaime knew better. He loved Mac, but she was here with
him now and it felt so right. Finally, too, someone
whispered beautiful words in her ear. Finally, someone
was gentle. Gentle kisses, gentle touches.  



How did Harm know just where to kiss and touch to me
to send me over the edge? I feel like a schoolgirl she
thought, as her body reacted to his touch. He knew
what she needed.  



They tested each other’s kisses, their hands roamed
all over each other’s bodies. He was careful with her
shoulder even though she had forgotten about the pain.
Jaime stroked his shoulders, his muscular back and
neck. Never would she have dreamt that she would be in
this place at this time with this man. The feel of
Harm’s long naked body against hers, the smell of his
skin and the sound of his breathing was too incredible
for words.  



Harm’s thoughts are also being carried away. She is so
soft and smells so wonderful. I felt lost in the touch
of her skin. Yes, she is different than the usual
women I’ve been with, but her personality, her
maturity, her smile and her vulnerability, everything,
yes everything about her makes her so desirable.  



Harm and JR matched their desire for each other. They
kissed and stroked every part of each other’s body and
finally came together as Harm kissed her tears away.
Tears of missing love and passion. They lay together
after as Harm stroked her hair as she ran her fingers
up and down his chest.  



She looked up at Harm to see his _expression. He
looked down at her and smiled. 



“What’s wrong?” 



“Nothing, I just wanted….. I just am self conscious.” 



“Jaime, why because you aren’t tall, anorexic and
blonde? Don’t be silly. Those things aren’t going to
make me love you any more or any less. I love you
because you make me real when I’m with you and because
you are wonderful. You give me comfort that I’ve never
felt before.” Harm lovingly kissed her on the
forehead. 



Jaime sat up, still careful to cover herself and
looked at him very serious. “Harm you need to go to
Mac.”  



“I know Jaime, I know,” he said softly. “Let’s just
lie here a little while longer.” He pulled her down to
him and she could feel his breath on her face.  



I know I am risking my heart and taking a chance. I
know when he leaves my bed he won’t be back, thought
Jaime. Harm slept and she couldn’t help but admire the
sight of him. Jaime laid her head and hands on his
chest. She could feel his heart beat and would give
anything to share that special place in his heart.  



Now I know why I shouldn’t think of myself as the
“ordinary housewife”. Harm has taught me important
things about myself. I will treasure that all my life.
No one is ordinary. Besides, being a wife and mother
is the most important job in the world that I know. It
was my own fault for losing myself. I need to lose the
extra pounds because it’s healthy, not because I can’t
love someone being a little overweight. My spirit was
buried and just needed to be found. In the short time
Harm and I have been together I became alive and well
and special. He found the missing part of me. I took a
chance by loving him and it helped me move forward to
changing my life. 



Hours later after a nice sleep, we made love again. We
ventured into new territory that our previous
lovemaking couldn’t wait for. Harm showed me beyond my
belief how his tongue and hands can tenderly melt me
away. He taught me more about his pleasure than I ever
dreamed. We showered and dressed. “Taking a Shower”
brings on a whole new meaning when it’s with Harmon
Rabb.  



“How about a cup of tea, m’lady”, as he held out his
hand to lift me off the bed. God, there is something
in his voice that makes my heart beat so fast 



“Sure, I’ll help”, I take his hand and he leads me to
the kitchen. “Oops, we left the mugs on the roof. I’ll
get them” 



“Don’t bother…” 



“It’s no bother,” I cut him off midsentence, “besides,
I want to see how much it snowed” 



Carefully, Jaime went back up to the roof. Her ribs
felt much better and her arm was just about back to
normal. Jaime opened the door and made sure the wooden
door jam was snug in the door so it wouldn’t lock
behind her. Wearing no jacket left her shivering
against the cold.  



“Wow, a couple of inches fell” Jaime said aloud to no
one. She stopped to look around, amazed that several
hours ago she came up here to cry her heart out. Now
after a romantic evening, the whole world looks
different, she feels herself smiling. They had a new
movie planned for tonight’s entertainment. She hopes
the entertainment of the night will change. Only with
Harm, she smiles at the thought.  



Jaime grabs the mugs. 



SLAM 



PART III – A Wink and A Smile 


Jaime jumped as the door slammed shut. Dam, I thought,
how did the wood pop out? The door is probably locked
from the other side. I have no coat and I’m freezing
already. My hair is damp and turning into ice
crystals. She threw down the mugs in disgust and
banged on the door yelling for Harm or security to
come free her. 



“I don’t think they will hear you, Ms. Ross” 



Jaime turned quickly and with her back against the
door she looked directly at Randall Ashton. The pain
in her shoulder that she quickly forgot about while in
bed with Harm was starting to throb again. He dressed
as a security guard and must have been waiting for the
moment they were separated for a decent length of
time. 



“So, I finally caught up with the witness to my wife’s
horrible accident. Poor Linda. Too bad her plan
backfired. She wanted me to take my money and it
turned out that she suffered a worse fate.” 



“You shot and killed your own wife with no conscious
at all. How can you live with yourself? Your wife life
meant nothing to you at all?” 



“Not when she tried to make me a pauper in the divorce
settlement” 



“Too bad, wouldn’t your girlfriend stand for sharing
the cash?” Jaime asked him rudely. 



“Look, Ross, you are in no position to question me.
You witnessed what happened and I’m not going to have
you accuse me of murder. Rabb may know all the
financial details, but you saw the whole thing” Ashton
angrily yells. 



The teakettle whistles and brings Harm back to
reality. He watched the snow fall dreaming about JR
and how wonderful their lovemaking had been and
hopefully will be tonight. He knows he took some of
her pain away, he help her come back to life and feel
special again. He knows she really means more to him
that he thought possible. Harm also knew the reality
with Mac. JR was right, I have to go after Mac and
settle things once and for all.  



Where is JR? She went to the roof over 5 minutes ago.
Harm realized he left her alone too long. He ran to
the door of the apartment, swung it open expecting to
see the security guard there. He was gone.  



“Dam, where the hell is he?” Harm yelled for security,
but got no answer. He used his cell phone to call the
Admiral. Harm raced up the stairs yelling for JR. No
answer. Where is she? He reaches the door and
surprisingly it opened easily. He looks around but
doesn’t see anyone. He notices how much snow has
fallen and now it was turning to an icy sleet mixture.
The temperature feels colder even though the sleet is
falling. He spots the mugs broken on the ground. He
heart beats fast realizing that JR is in trouble. 



“JR, answer me!!” he screamed at almost a panic level.




“She’s right here, Attorney Rabb” 



Harm looked up into Commander Randall Ashton’s face.
He was holding JR with a gun to her stomach and his
arm around her neck. 



“Dam you Ashton, let her be, she’s already hurt.”
demanded Harm. This incredible angry look came over
Harm’s face when he realized Ashton would do more
damage. Harm had no problem with killing anyone that
hurt the person he loved. He has done it for Mac and
will do it for JR. 



JR was freezing and felt her injured arm suffer more
pain each second he held her in that awkward position.
I’m so inept at stuff like this, Jaime thought, what
can I do to help myself and Harm? I don’t want him to
risk himself to injury or worse at the hands of this
maniac. 



“I’m glad you came looking for her, Rabb. Both of you,
my witness and my lawyer,” as he nods his head in each
direction. “You are bound by confidentially which will
cover me, but Ms. Ross here has seen too much. I have
to fix that because I’m not going to lose my fortune
because of her or my dead wife” Ashton confessed. 



Jaime grew colder and colder as Harm tried to reason
with this guy. The sleet stopped and the temperature
dropped. Wet hair and pj’s don’t make for a
comfortable evening outdoors in this city. Harm
noticed that she was too cold and was starting to
shake. He too felt the temperature drop, too. 



Jaime kept a steady stare at Harm because his eyes
told her not to worry. His face had a calming effect.
Jaime could always tell what is in the foremost of his
mind by his expressions. Suddenly, the swat team armed
the roof across the way. Harm must have seen part of
the team behind her because he pointed up with his
arms while they were crossed over his chest. He did
this with such a slight move so Ashton wouldn’t
notice. Jaime winked at him to say she understood. She
had to somehow separate herself from his grasp
quickly. Harm moved his figures under his arm 1, 2, 3
and moved his head to his right, her left. So Jaime
knew on the count of three she had to move quickly to
her left. Oh, please let me handle this right. I’m not
trained for this stuff, she worried. 



Jaime watches Harm’s fingers 1 then 2 then 3. Her heel
came down hard on Ashton’s foot which caught him by
surprise. She pulled myself away from him falling to
the ground. Harm covered her with his body while the
swat team took several shots and nailed Ashton, really
needing only one bullet. 



Harm lifted himself up. “JR, JR, are you alright”, he
rolled her over, careful not to hurt her arm. 



“Yea, but I’m so cold”, Jaime said and she couldn’t
stop shivering. 



“Let’s get you into another hot shower fast”, he
lifted her up and they rushed past the dead body. The
police now swarmed the rooftop and the apartment. Harm
guided Jaime right into the bathroom and sat her down
while he turned on the hot shower. Her body shook
uncontrollably. Harm lifted Jaime up and both of them
landed in the hot shower fully clothed. Jaime still
had her wits enough to look at him and laugh.  



“I said fast, didn’t I?” he laughed back and put his
arms around her. The steam rose and the heat from the
water felt good. Better, yet, was Harm’s arms around
her that felt so good. She faced him, her body right
up against his. She stood between his legs as he
leaned his back against the shower wall. She could
feel his strength and his muscles all though out his
body. 



“Commander, Jaime” yelled the Admiral knocking on the
door. “Are you alright, are you both in there?” 



“Yes, Sir, just a moment” replied Harm. He turned off
the shower and threw her a towel. When they were
somewhat dried off they opened the door. It took the
Admiral much self control not laugh or even question
what his imagination was telling him. 



“I see you both were not hurt. How is your arm,
Jaime?” the Admiral smirked. 



“Fine, Admiral. Actually a little sore but it should
be fine.” she shyly answered. 



“Good, Commander, may I see you for a moment? ordered
the Admiral. “Excuse us, Jaime”. They moved into the
kitchen for privacy. 



“Ah, Commander, this case is over. Our suspect was
taken down permanently, as you witnessed. You are free
to go back to your own home and you should report to
your office on Monday. Understood?” 



“Yes, Admiral,” Harm answered mechanically. 



“Do you have a problem with any of that, Mr. Rabb?” as
the Admiral wonders about Harm monotone response. 



“Um, no, Admiral, I don’t. It is understood, Sir” 



“Good,” the Admiral sees Jaime approaching them.
“Admiral, may I speak with you?” 



“Sure, Ms. Ross. Commander”, the Admiral nodded his
head to Harm, “Wet clothes bring on bad colds” 



Harm nodded in reply and watched the Admiral join
Jaime in the living room. “What’s that all about?”
thought Harm as he moved towards his room to change.
Jaime already had changed in sweats. 



Harm returned and noticed the Admiral left. “Is he
gone already?” inquired Harm. 



“Yea, he needed to get back to JAG. He told me you
were leaving because the case is closed.” Jaime said
looking for a reaction in Harm’s face. 



Harm shook his head, obviously struggling with his
thoughts. “Yea, I can leave”, he hesitates, “Jaime, I
was thinking, ah, I was wondering if I could… if I” 



“Harmon Rabb, are you at a loss for words? That’s
twice today!” JR smiled knowing all to well what he
wanted to ask her. 



Dam, she is doing it to me again. Harm silently
suffered for a few seconds as his thoughts were
racing. He actually felt silly. 



He took a deep breath. “I am hoping you will let me
stay the night… in your room…with you…, please?” Misty
eyed and on the verge of crying Jaime just nodded yes.
 



The overwhelming feelings that have been rushing
through her during the past few hours made her cry all
too easily. Yea, she considers herself a crybaby.
Maybe it’s a way of coping. What if I never found him?
Jaime thought. Where would I be? How would I have
overcome all these fears in my life? Harm answered all
these questions for her. So these tears that built up
in her eyes are not tears of sadness, they’re tears of
gratitude and love. She thanks God that he is with her
right now and that he taught her to feel like a woman
again.  



The police took their statements and Harm and Jaime
made a late supper. After all was done they sat on the
couch with tea, finally having the cup of tea they
tried to make hours ago. With soft music in the
background and candles lit, they sat in silence for a
while. It was a comfortable silence. Harm put his arm
around Jaime and with two fingers and thumb; he rubbed
the back of her neck, just above her collar. That
simple touch set her off. Jaime’s body tingled and
longed for him. She snuggled as closer and waited for
his next move. 



As Jaime rested her head on Harm’s shoulder, he felt
her catch her breath as he kissed her temple and
forehead. Every touch between them excites them
further and further. Jaime placed her hand on his leg
and her fingers massage his upper thigh. Minutes go
by.  



Finally, Harm couldn’t take much more of her stroking
her nails on his leg. It wasn’t that they were trying
to tease each other, it was more a wanting, an
irrestible urge to have one another. Harm reaches for
her hand and stands up. They walk towards the bedroom
and she gladly follows him. Harm puts some soft music
on and turns towards her. She looks scared again.  



“Jaime”, Harm whispers as he takes her face between
his hands. He looked into her eyes and kissed her.
There is no time to talk, no more words left to say.
Talking has been done and they knew it.  



I want to kiss away her fears and love her for the
rest of the night, he affirms to himself. He lifts off
her sweatshirt and the rest of their clothes came off
simultaneously. Even though Jaime’s arm is better, she
still needs help. They lay in bed, wanting it fast,
but able to take their time, Jaime and Harm know they
need to take their time.  



Jaime, still amazed my Harm’s beautiful body, has
overcome some of her shyness and is a little more
aggressive expressing her desire to please him. Harm
guides her. Up and down her hands run over his body,
like she is memorizing what lies beneath her fingers. 




Harm runs his fingertips from Jaime’s neck to her
knees, stopping at her breasts and back again, over
and over. All the while he kisses her lips and kiss
into the depths of her neck. Her back and hips arch as
his hands continues downward. Jaime softly brushes her
lips on his shoulders and neck and it drives him wild.
He finds her mouth…. 



Harm and Jaime open themselves up to each other.
Suddenly, Jaime holds his hand still just when he
reaches below her hips. He knows what she wants and is
more than willing to give it to her. Slow and steady.
Harm’s fingers work to please her. His kisses move
from her mouth to her neck, to her breasts and down as
far as she wants him to go. 



“Harm” Jaime whispers as he brings her to a place she
thought no longer thought existed. Her breathing is
heavy and she knows she wants this to last forever.
Later, Harm holds her tight as she rests. The tighter
he embraces her, he hopes, makes her feel safe and
loved.  



Jaime then turns to his needs. She tries to have
enough confidence that she can, maybe, make him forget
his worries at least for tonight. She kisses his neck
and traces her lips down to his chest, biting and
kissing lightly, the sensitive areas. A loud groan
came from deep in his throat. Harm grabs the back of
her hair and rubs her head. Jaime takes a deep breath
of courage and kisses him, traveling slowly all the
way down, down to where he finally stops her. There at
that spot his breathing gets heavier and his hips move
urging her on. He continues to run his hands through
her hair. Jaime is still so amazed at his body. With
his help, Jaime hopes that he’ll never forgot her.
They now lay together, rest, taking their time,
knowing the best is yet to come. 



Jaime and Harm continue to caress each other. It
doesn’t take long until their kissing becomes more
passionate and wanting. They touch each another in the
right places and at the right moments and know how
close the edge they have come. 



Harm lies on top of Jaime and buries his face in her
neck. He knows she can handle all of him.  



His back and shoulders are so solid. Jaime runs her
nails over his skin and feels his lean strong body.
Surprisingly to Jaime, Harm leans on his elbows, which
are on each side of her head and stares deeply into
his eyes. His stare penetrates right through her.
Jaime touches his face and her eyes question him. “You
are beautiful, Jaime” and he smiles. He just smiles,
that Rabb smile, and enters Jaime hard and he waits
for her to meet him with her hips. From then on
nothing mattered, only what they were experiencing.
Jaime rolls on top of him and takes all of him inside
her. Total ecstasy follows them as they roll back
again. Please let this last forever, Jaime pleads to
herself. After, Harm and Jaime lie back down facing
each other and for a long time he stays inside her.
They stayed connected and it was glorious. 



Jaime and Harm slept on and off until the sunlight
brightened the room. Jaime rose from their bed,
slipped into her sweats and quietly went into Harm’s
room and took out his suitcase. 



Minutes later he found her. 



“Jaime, what are you doing? Love me and leave me?” he
chuckled until he saw how serious her face was.
“You’re really packing my clothes. What’s going on”?
He came to me and took his clothes out of Jaime’s
hands and threw them back on the bed. 



“Harm, the Admiral wants you to go out to the Seahawk.
Your flight leaves in two hours” she informed him
without even looking at him. 



“When did he tell you that?”  



“Yesterday, but I didn’t want to ruin our night” 



“I don’t want to leave. Why now?” 



“There are some cases that need expert attention from
both the JAG senior lawyers and, Harm, you need to go
to Mac now, right now. You know what you have to do.” 



Harm sat on the edge of the bed, pulled her in between
his legs. Jaime stood before him and embraced him as
he put his head on her chest. Harm lifted her shirt
and found her breasts. Fondling and tasting knowing it
was the last time he could have her. Jaime held his
head in her hands and ran her fingers through his
short hair pulling him closer. She rubbed her body
against his and quickly their clothes came off again.
Jaime then straddled him and took him inside her. Up
and down, side to side, forward and back. Jaime moved
herself as Harm held her hips with his hands.
Suddenly, Harm forcefully flipped Jaime on her back
and standing above her he entered her again. Jaime
wrapped her legs around his waist while watching his
beautiful face as they came together once again.
Breathing heavy, Harm laid on top of Jaime kissing her
softly. It’s over they both thought. 



She felt so bad that he had to leave, but things have
to be dealt with. Minutes later, Jaime left his
embrace, dressed and walked away. 



An hour later, after a silent breakfast, Harm reaches
the door with his bag and turns to hug Jaime to say
goodbye. It’s bittersweet. Jaime tries not to cry, but
tears of sadness overwhelmed them both.


“Harm, we’ll hold these weeks as a secret in our
hearts forever. Mac must never know” Jaime made one
last demand of him. “I don’t want her to ever know. I
don’t want to hurt Mac”.

.

Harm hung his head down. He was so distraught and
torn. He turned toward the door and whispered “I love
you, Jaime” and he left.  



Jaime ran to the door and swung it open. “Harm” she
yelled. He stopped and slowly turned back. Jaime ran
to him almost jumping up into his arms, wrapping her
arm around his neck. Harm reached up and stroked her
arm, down her sides and embracing her tightly.  



“Thank you for saying I was beautiful” Jaime whispered
in his ear and the tears soaked her face and they
kissed for the last time. Jaime released him and
slowly walked away back into the apartment and closed
the door. 



“I will be right here waiting for you, Harm”, she
whispered knowing all too well he will never come
back. The door was closed. He never heard her. Jaime
picked up the phone and after some time reached Mac on
the Seahawk. 



“Mac, it’s JR. I want to let you know that Harm is on
his way. I’m sure Harm can help ease the 

case load problem. Ah, Mac, there is something else
you should know. Harm, well…Mac, Harm needs you. He is
coming for you… Good luck… I’ll see you next week.
Bye” 



In her frustration JR cleaned whole dam apartment and
exercised until her muscles hurt. It’s so lonely here
without Harm. All his belongings were removed. Our
temporary office was dismantled. They took his guitar
away. Everything is gone. 




I will continue to work and JAG and see Harm and Mac
every day, Jaime thinks as she reevaluates her life.
When I look at him from across the way I will smile
and be so grateful to him. This is no ordinary
situation and we are not ordinary people. Harm gave my
life back to me in a very beautiful way.  



We all know that Mac and Harm belong together, but
just for a few weeks something good happened to Jaime
because of Harmon Rabb. 



The First Day Back.  



On the way to work, a song came on the radio and took
me to the realization that the next time I see Harm;
he won’t be mine to love. He is gone from my bed and
from my touch forever. During the time Harm stayed at
my apartment there were songs that more or less helped
us along with our passion and desires. He comically
admitted he did like some of my ‘sappy songs’ like,
“Could I have this kiss forever” by Houston/Ingelese,
“Nobody Wants to be Lonely” by Agularia/Martin,
“Breath” by Hill. 



As I drive along, the snow started to fall again. Harm
and Mac should have arrived back in DC by now thought
Jaime. The radio played and this song just pierced her
heart by S Club 7 



Everybody’s got something they had to leave behind

One regret from yesterday that just seems to grow with
time

There’s no use looking back or wondering

How it could be now or might have been

Oh this I know but still I can’t find ways to let you
go… 



I’ve never had a dream come true 

Till the day that I found you

Even though I pretend that I’ve moved on

You’ll always be my baby

I never found the words to say

You’re the one I think about each day

And I know no matter where life takes me to

A part of my will always be with you… 



Somewhere in my memory

I’ve lost all sense of time

And so my road can never be cos yesterday is all that
fills my mind

There’s no use looking back or wondering

How it could be now or might have been…

Oh this I know but still I can’t find ways to let you
go… 



It continues…. 



You’ll always be the dream that fills my head

Yes you will, say you will, you know you will

Oh baby, you’ll always be the one I know I’ll never
forget

There’s no use looking back or wondering

Because love is a strange and funny thing

No matter how I try and try I just can’t say goodbye… 



….I’ve never had a dream come true

Till the day that I found you…..

A part of me will always be with you… 



Harm and Mac are back. Their cars are parked in their
reserved spots. I take a deep breath and enter the
building. I feel like everyone can hear my thoughts.
The elevator doors open, it always gives me a creepy
feeling to be in this area where the shooting
occurred. I ignore the knot in my stomach. I head for
my office and noticed Harm is standing at the window.
Every time I see Harm, I am amazed as his beauty and
strength. 



“Did you pick the lock or should I call security?”
Jaime asked questioning how he entered her office. She
places her bag on the desk.  



“Sorry, I like the view from your window better” Harm
answered but never looked away from the window.
“Harriet let me in,” he whispered.  



Moments later he turned to Jaime looking very upset,
“You look good, Jaime. Are you feeling better?” 



“Better? Well, my arm is fine if that is what you
mean” she snapped, looking away from him. “Sorry,
Harm” she hesitated, feeling foolish for jumping at
him. “I didn’t mean that. How is Mac?” Jaime figured
there is no time like the present to get this over
with. 



“She is fine. Singer took her place on the Seahawk. We
came back yesterday.” he informed her. 



“Jaime”, Harm motioned for her to join him at the
window. Jaime went right over by his side. Harm spoke
in his lowest hushed whisper. A whisper that
captivated her. “Mac and I have… well, we have solved
a lot of our problems for the better…just like you
said would happen. I’m grateful to you. My problem
is…is….” Harm spoke slowly barely getting the words
out, “I just can’t walk away from you after what
happened. I’m not that kind of man… What do we do now,
Jaime?” 



“Harm, you aren’t walking away from me. Mac was in
your heart first. Mac was your love first. You are
doing the right thing by her. I am happy for the two
of you. And besides, I knew after that first kiss what
I was getting into. I knew you would go to Mac. Harm,
we helped each other in so many ways. I took a chance
being with you and I’m glad I did.” Jaime hoped that
helped him. She said it to help him move on and
because he is right—what do we do now? 



“I will never tell anyone, it’s between us for always.
I just want you to know I will never forget you and
those times we…we….” he hesitated. “I will never let
you go completely out of my heart. How can I let you
know that?” Harm begged desperately for Jaime to give
him the right answer. 



“Just a wink and a smile will do and I’ll know what
you mean”, Jaime whispered to him and imitated the
suggestion. 



“Harm, I heard a saying a while ago, I don’t remember
where I heard it and I hadn’t even thought about it
for long time until the day you left my apartment”.
Jaime recited it very slow, making sure each word is
heard, ‘I get the best feeling when you say hi or even
smile because I know for a second that I crossed your
mind’. So I’ll know, we’ll know. Now, friend, I have
work to do” I wanted him to leave because I couldn’t
take anymore of this conversation. “and I see Mac over
there looking for you.” 



Harm moved toward the door, turns around and gave
Jaime a wink and a smile. 



He left and joined Mac. JAG is now just like it should
be – Harm and Mac