Title: Come A Little Closer

Author: Lisa Mendell

E-mail:  harm_mac_4ever@yahoo.com 

Rating: G  

Classification: Romance 

Disclaimer: The characters belong to Don Bellisario & co. I am just 
borrowing them for entertainment purposes. No infringement intended.

Summary: Mac hears a song and wishes it could come true. Does it? 

Author’s notes: The song “Come A Little Closer” belongs to Lila McCann. 
This story hasn’t been beta read so any mistakes and goofiness are all 
mine. :)

COME A LITTLE CLOSER

1330 Hours
JAG HQ
Mac’s Office

I can’t get the song out of my head. I’ve tried all I can think of to 
erase the words from my mind, but nothing seems to be working. The song 
struck a cord with me. Maybe it’s trying to tell me that I want Harm to 
do what’s suggested in the lyrics. ‘Since when did I start thinking of 
Harm as more than my friend and  partner?’ I ask myself. As I try to 
come up with an answer some of the lyrics filter through my mind again.

You look like an angel
I wanna touch you
Come a little closer
There's not much that we can do
Oh unless you
Come a little closer

If these words are trying to tell me something, then it must mean I 
want to touch Harm. . .but when have I ever wanted to do that? Something 
always seems to pass through me when we’re close, but . . .just as these 
confusing thoughts and questions fly around in my brain, I see Harm 
standing in my doorway. How long has he been there, I wonder.

“Hey, Mac,” he says with a flyboy grin as he walks in.

“Hey, Harm,” I manage to reply.

“What ya up to?”

‘I was just thinking how wonderful I feel when we’re close,’ I think to 
myself. ‘Where did that come from?’ I question. I’d better answer Harm 
before he thinks I’ve lost it. Somehow I manage to say aloud, “Not 
much. I can’t figure out this case. The facts don’t make sense.”

“Maybe I can help you,” he offers.

“Thanks, that would be great,” I hear myself say. ‘What am I doing? 
Have I lost it?’ I wonder. Maybe those lyrics are what’s making me crazy, 
maybe it’s having Harm so near, and maybe it’s because I want the song 
to come true for us. There go those lyrics floating unbidden in my head 
again. . .

If you can't see the love in my eyes
If you can't hear my heart beating fast
Then maybe, you should come a little closer
If you can't feel the electricity
Flying between you and me
Then maybe, you should come a little closer

One foot in front of the other
Come a little closer

“Are you okay, Sarah?” Harm asks.

I get up and walk toward the door, closing it quietly. I stand against 
it, thankful for its support. I don’t know why I can’t face him right 
now. Maybe it’s because he’ll see something in my eyes that I’m not sure 
either one of us is ready for.

He’s standing behind me, I can feel him. He repeats the question, and I 
turn around slowly and look at him.

“I’m not sure,” I reply shakily.

“What is it?” he asks gently as he comes even closer to me.

“Come a little closer, sailor,” I whisper.

“Tell me what you want.”

“Kiss me,” I say before the moment passes and the electricity between 
us dims.

His mouth captures mine in a sweet kiss and my knees feel weak. It’s 
not like I haven’t been kissed before, but with him it’s different. Every 
time we’ve kissed I’ve felt something more with him than I have with 
anyone else.

I break contact with him and smile. “Tell me I’m not going to wake up 
and find this was all a dream.”

“If you’re dreaming than so I am, ninja girl.”

One foot in front of the other
Come a little closer
Let your heart lead you, I need you
Right here, right now, don't slow down
Keep coming, that's it, come on

Come a little closer
Come a little closer
Come a little closer