Title:  Dirty in Iraq
Author:  Shannon S.  shannon.sieck@us.army.mil
Spoilers:  Anything through season 8.
Disclaimers:  I don’t own JAG or its characters.  I’m just borrowing 
them, I promise to put them back after I’m done.
Summary:  Showering in Iraq never was this much fun.  
Author’s Notes #1:  In my world Singer was never pregnant and stayed at 
sea never to be heard from again.  Unfortunately Webb was also killed 
in South America shortly after being stationed there.   As a result H/M 
kept the same relationship they had at the beginning of season 8.  
#2:  I got this idea when I was in deployed in Baghdad this summer.  
Showers where limited so it was co-ed.  We had curtains, but I’m 5’4 and 
it only came up to my shoulders.  I think half the men in the unit saw 
my breasts at one point or another.  I know a lot of the women are 
saying you would never shower with a strange man….yes you would trust me.  
But it got me thinking what would H/M do if put in a similar situation.  
Feedback:  I’ll take flames and all.  This is my first fanfic, so I 
welcome anything to make me a better writer.


Western Iraq  
June 2003

They had an unbelievable day.  It was spent trying to validate a 
Sergeant’s claim of terrorist activity within the 2nd Marine Battalion.  
There had been some leaks in Intelligence between the marine battalion and 
the Seahawk.  Harm and Mac were there to investigate.  There were two 
problems with this assignment, the first being the 2nd Battalion was 
currently located in a remote area of Iraq, and the second being they were 
spread out over a 50 mile radius.  

Mac and Harm arrived the day before on a helo and not scheduled to 
leave until tomorrow afternoon, giving them plenty of time to ask their 
questions and go back to the Seahawk.  They spent yesterday and today 
driving from camp to camp questioning people with no luck.  They were both 
exhausted, sweaty, and dirty.  

It was mid June with a low of 105° on a good day, which today was not.  
Regardless of the heat however, it was required that all personnel wear 
their flax vest and Kevlar for protection when not on camp grounds.  
Finally to make matters worse, all the roads were dirt causing the 
lawyers to feel grimy and dirty.
  
“Uhhhh!!! I can’t believe this, I can’t even run my fingers threw my 
hair there’s so much dirt caked in it!”  Mac complained when they finally 
made it back to their tent on the main base camp.

Harm laughed, “Gezz, do all Marines complain this much when they get a 
little dirty?” 

Mac shot him a dirt look, 'why does he have to appear so cheerful'.  

He couldn’t help himself; she looked so cute trying to untangle her 
hair with her fingers.  He stopped laughing however when she gave up on 
her hair, and instead took off her DCU top.  It was soon followed by her 
sweat soaked marine green tee-shirt leaving her only in her sports bra 
and DCU pants, with her dog tags dangling between her breasts.  

‘God does anyone have the right to make that look so sexy.’  For some 
reason he couldn’t take his eyes off of her dog tags…the fact that they 
where in such close proximity to another part of her body was purely a 
coincidence.  

“It’s easy for you to laugh, you don’t have that much hair to worry 
about.”  When he didn’t respond she looked up at him and saw where he was 
staring.  

‘We must be making progress he doesn’t even try to hide it anymore.’  
Mac took a breath and drawled out, “Harm…”

“Yeah.”  He still didn’t take his eyes off of his target.

“If it’s not too much trouble could you take your eyes off my breasts 
long enough to hand me my bag?”  

He looked up and saw she actually had a small grin on her face.  ‘We 
must be making progress she didn’t even throw anything at me.’  He turned 
around to grab her bag and when he handed it to her he said almost like 
a schoolboy, “I wasn’t looking at your breasts.”  

She actually laughed out, “Right, and what exactly had you so 
captivated that you had a little drool coming out of your mouth.”

  	“I was not drooling!”  But even as he said the words he 
subconsciously brought his thumb and forefinger to the corners of his mouth. 

As she retrieved her hairbrush from her bag she replied, “So, tell me 
what you were staring at so intently then.”

“If you must know I was looking at your dog tags.”  

That sounded weak, even to him. He knew there was no way she was going 
buy that.  Mac stopped what she was doing and just stared at him for a 
minute, giving him her ‘yeah right’ look, but it was soon replaced by a 
mischievous grin.  

‘If he is going to play innocent then I am going to have a little fun 
and see how far I can push him.’  She slowly sauntered her way over to 
him till she was as close to him as possible without touching.  She 
slowly brought her hand up to her neck and trailed her fingertips down the 
chain till she reached the tags. She lightly wrapped her fingers around 
them and drew lazy patterns in the valley between her breasts.  She 
looked up at Harm and confirmed her suspicions; his eyes were glued to 
where her fingers moved with his mouth hanging open.  

In a husky tone she said, “You know Harm; if you’re that fascinated 
with ‘them’… feel free to take a closer look anytime you want.”

‘Did I just hear her right?  She said I could take a closer look….oh 
how I really, really, really want to take a closer look.  I wonder what 
she would do if I took her up on the offer?’  

Mac could see him arguing with himself on what he wanted to do and what 
he thought he should do.  He clenched and unclenched his fist and just 
when she thought he was about to give in, there was a knock at the door 
of their tent.  
	
‘Crap!’
	
	‘Shit!’

“Sir, Ma’am, Colonel Smith would like to see you ASAP!” a young 
infantryman said through the door.  

“Tell him we’re on our way Lance Corporal!”  Mac couldn’t help but let 
a little of her annoyance show to the man who had no idea what he just 
interrupted.  With the speed only a Marine would possess Mac put on a 
fresh shirt along with her top.  She was half way through brushing her 
hair when she noticed Harm was still in the same spot with a look of 
total concentration on his face.
	
“Penny for your thoughts Sailor?”

Harm looked up at Mac, ‘I was actually going to do it; I was actually 
going to make a move on my partner, best friend, and secret love.  What 
would have happened if we weren’t interrupted?’  He’d never been that 
close to letting go before and the truth of the matter was it scared 
him, but for the first time the disappointment out weighted the fear.  

They where finally in a place where their only obstacle was JAG, but 
even that wasn’t a major issue.  Harm would transfer out; hell he’d even 
resign his commission if it meant he could be with her.  He doubted it 
would come to that but he finally realized what he would give up to 
have her…everything.  

They where in a great place as far as their friendship was concerned.  
They shared dinner at least 2 times during the week, assuming work 
permitted, went running together Monday, Wednesday, and Saturday mornings 
which was always followed by showering at one of their places and 
breakfast.  On Saturdays they always went to Mac’s place so they could watch 
morning cartoons with their breakfast.  Usually they ended up spending 
most of the day together just hanging out, cause secretly neither of 
them wanted to be apart from the other.  They where free of significant 
others, in fact it seemed they had an unspoken agreement that put them 
off limits to anyone but themselves.  

Their playful banter had returned with many more flirtatious remarks.  
Challenges, much like the one she just issued, where a common 
occurrence, they just never called each other on them.  However they knew it was 
only a matter of time before one of them caved so the remarks were 
unconsciously becoming bolder and bolder.  

He was finally tired of fighting it and told himself the next time it 
happened he wouldn’t let the chance pass him by.  Mac was still staring 
at him waiting for an answer so he decided to throw her off balance a 
little.  “When we get back to Washington would you like to have dinner 
with me?”
	
“Harm, we have dinner all the time.”  Okay, so she wasn’t going to make 
this easy on him.
	
“I mean….” He stepped closer to her till they were as close as they 
were before.  He raised one hand to her neck and followed the same path 
her own fingers took only moments before.  This time over her clothes 
till they reached the valley between her breasts, “….when we get back to 
Washington, would you like to have ‘dinner’ with me?”  
	
‘I can’t breathe... oh God, why can’t I breathe?  Because genius, 
Harmon Rabb Jr. just asked you out on a real date,’ said the little voice in 
her head.  

‘Great now I’m having conversations with myself.  Okay Marine this is 
the moment you’ve waited for since the JAG-a-thon, but you don’t have 
time for this right now, the Colonel is waiting, and he is not a patient 
man.  Just give him an answer so you can leave.’

 	“I’ve wanted to have ‘dinner’ with you for years Harm.”  With that 
she turned away and headed for the door.

	“Is that a yes?”  ‘Please tell me that didn’t sound as anxious as a 
teenager asking the most popular girl to the school dance.’  Mac turned 
around to look at him.  ‘God, it must have, I can see amusement on her 
face.’  
	
“That’s a 'Hell Yes!' Flyboy, now lets go the Colonel is waiting,” and 
with that she was out the door.  

He couldn’t wipe the stupid grin off his face even as he ran to catch 
up with her.  She looked up at him and started laughing.  ‘He looks like 
he just caught the winning touchdown pass at the championship football 
game.’  “Harm you might want to wipe that stupid grin off your face, 
Colonel Smith isn’t known for his sense of humor.”  Just as she reached 
the entrance to the TOC (Tactical Operation Command), she turned and 
added, “Besides it’s not like you’ve scored….yet.”  

He watched as she disappeared into the tent with his mouth hanging 
open, yet again.  ‘She’s feeling awfully feisty today, probably because she 
knows it would be damn near impossible to act on anything here.’  “The 
key word is ‘yet’ marine.”  He said to no one in particular as he 
entered the tent behind his partner.  

They both came to attention in front of Colonel Smith.  
	
“Colonel Mackenzie and Commander Rabb reporting as ordered Sir!”  Mac 
announced them since she was the head investigator. It was a fact which 
annoyed the hell out of Harm.  Not because she was a woman, but for the 
simple fact he didn’t like taking second chair to anyone.  It was just 
in his nature; Mac knew this and took every opportunity she had to rib 
him about it.  
	
“At ease.”  Colonel Smith looked up at both of them for the first time.  
“You two look like hell.”  

Harm looked at Mac through the corner of his eye, ‘If that’s what hell 
looks like I need to be sinning a lot more, I know one particular sin I 
could start off with.’  Harm brought his focus back on the Colonel only 
to find him staring at him, ‘Oh God, I didn’t say that out loud did 
I!?’  

‘I wonder if they know how transparent they are.  They act nothing 
other than professional, but they give off a vibe even a blind man could 
see.’ Colonel Smith thought to himself as he focused his attention back 
on Harm.  ‘And if he thinks I don’t know what he was just thinking he 
has another thing coming.  However by the panicked look on his face I’d 
say he knows I’m on to him.’  “What have you got for me, if I have a 
security leak in my unit I want to know about it NOW!”  

Harm relaxed; relieved he hadn’t made a complete ass of himself. “As of 
right now Sir, we have found no evidence of any terrorist activity 
other than what was discovered before.”

Mac picked up right behind him. “Which leads us to believe that the 
Sergeant is either lying to cover for someone or he is responsible for the 
leaks himself.  As soon as we reach Washington and finalize our report 
we’ll send you a copy detailing all that we’ve found, Sir.”

“Well that maybe sooner than either of you thought, your helo will pick 
you up in one hour, instead of tomorrow like planned.”  

“May I ask why, Sir?”  Mac asked for both of them.  

“One of the Seahawk’s birds took heavy fire yesterday while 
re-supplying a ground unit and as a result they are now short one aircraft.  
Luckily the pilot was able to make it back to the Seahawk in one piece but 
there is no way they will be able to pick you up tomorrow as originally 
planned.  If you don’t leave today you’re both stuck here for at least 
a week.”  The Colonel looked up at both of them.  “As for your 
investigation, I can’t say I’m sorry you didn’t find anything.  It doesn’t sit 
well with me to know I have a traitor under my command.”  He focused 
his attention on Mac.  “But on the upside, you must have been glad to get 
out of the office Colonel Mackenzie and back in the field.”  At her 
slightly confused look he continued, “I never forget a face Colonel, I 
remember you from Bosnia, you served under Colonel Farrow.”  

Harm couldn’t help but flinch at that name, something which did not go 
unnoticed by Mac.  

“I remember Sir, but I was only a first lieutenant at the time, I’m 
surprised you remember me.”  Replied Mac truly surprised.  

Harm in the mean time would never get over how someone like Sarah 
Mackenzie could be so oblivious to the affect she had over people, men in 
particular.  It wasn’t that she was just beautiful, she had this aura 
around her that made people take notice.  Whether it was a one-time 
meeting, in the courtroom, or on an investigation, people where drawn to her.  
She was unbelievably generous, smart as hell, a quick thinker, had a 
spitfire attitude, and could be tough as nails one minute but vulnerable 
as a little girl the next.  She brings out the protective side in 
almost anyone who gets to know her.  A fact that Harm had noticed Sturgis 
was not immune to either.  

            All of her previous lovers had boarder line obsessions with 
her.  Chris couldn’t forget her after 10 years.  Farrow paid her 
husband to leave town and instantly ended his career to protect her.  
Dalton’s persistence was probably what got him killed by her stalker who only 
met her once. While Mic kept after her for over a year and gave up his 
Navy and Country just for a shot with her.  He could see how she might 
think she was cursed, but he saw it more as a gift.  She was not 
responsible for other people’s actions, no matter what she thought.  

“Don’t sell yourself short Colonel, we all knew the work you were doing 
with the refugees.  A lot of the Intel you gathered from them saved 
quite a few lives.  Smartest thing John ever did recommending you for law 
school.”  

She shouldn’t have needed that validation, she knew she was a great 
lawyer but she did need it.  The fact that her recommendation for law 
school came from a man she was romantically involved with, no matter how 
briefly never sat well with her.  She’d never said anything but that 
comment Harm made in the hanger about her sleeping with a man who excelled 
her career hit a raw nerve.  She was glad Harm heard that, she wanted 
him to know she didn’t use sex to get what she wanted.  She worked hard 
and earned everything given to her.  She wanted him to be proud of her.  

Harm on the other hand was thinking along the same lines, and was 
feeling guilty about what he said in the hanger.  He didn’t mean it like it 
sounded; he was just trying to prove a point at the time.  It was just 
another thing in a long list of things he wished he’d never said.  

“Thank You Sir, and to answer your question I’ve enjoyed being back in 
the field.  It’s good to get dirty every now and then.”  She didn’t 
have to look at Harm to know he was staring at her unbelievably.  She 
would never complain to a superior officer of such trivial things as being 
dirty or uncomfortable.  As a female in the Marines she has to be 
tougher and give up more comfort items than men so as not to appear weak.  
She would never complain of discomfort in the field unless it was 
someone she trusted.  

Colonel Smith actually laughed, “I wish I had more men out here like 
you Mackenzie, they complain more about shower time than they do the 
food.  This is saying a lot believe me.  As of right now all I can offer 
you are my thanks for a job well done and a quick shower before your ride 
home.”  He looked apolitically at Mac. “You’ll have to forgive us 
Colonel, we’re not used to having females up here so it’s a little rough, 
pretty much just four walls with a couple of hoses attached to the water 
buffalo.  I hope neither of you are modest, cause you only have,” he 
glanced at his watch. “30 minutes till your ride arrives.”  

Mac couldn’t stop a small grin, “We’ll take what we can get Sir, Thank 
You.” 

He looked at Harm one last time.  ‘I hope he realizes how lucky he is.  
Almost every man in this camp would take a bullet to be in his shoes 
right now.’ 
“Dismissed.”  

They both came to attention and turned to exit the tent.  Mac was in a 
very good mood.  “Oh, I can’t believe we get a shower.  For a minute 
there I had visions of a four hour ride trying to decide who smelled 
worse, you or me.”  
	
Harm, however had trouble sharing in her good mood.

“What’s the matter Flyboy, you finally get to wash that two day funk 
off of you.”
	
“What did he mean by not being modest?”  He sounded a little panicked, 
because he already had an idea of the answer.
	
Mac laughed at his discomfort. “Oh that’s right I forgot what a prude 
you are.  You know very well he meant we don’t have time to take turns 
and it doesn’t sound like it offers much privacy.  What’s the big deal, 
we’ve seen each other emotionally naked, physically should be a piece 
of cake.”
	
Harm however knew seeing Sarah Mackenzie naked would be his downfall.  
“Ahhh….how about you take the shower and I’ll meet you at the pick-up 
point.”  

	She stopped and turned to face him.  “Harmon Rabb Jr. you will shower, 
because to tell you the truth the only reason I can stand to be around 
you now is I’m not much better off!  Besides,” she said as she resumed 
walking, “we’ve been best-friends for seven years, I trust you not to 
take advantage of the situation.” 

As she opened the door to their tent, she heard him mumble, “I’m glad 
one of us does.”

Without turning around she replied. “Watch it Sailor, or I won’t wash 
your back.”
She disappeared into their tent before he could reply.  

‘Okay Rabb, you can do this, just don’t look at her.  Yeah, I’ll just 
keep my back turned the whole time.’  He repeated this in his head as 
they threw the rest of their stuff in their sea bags and proceeded to the 
showers.  They now only had 20 minutes till their flight arrived.   

	Colonel Smith wasn’t kidding about the shower.  It literally was just 
pieces of plywood reinforced with fence pickets.  The whole structure 
was 36 sq ft; big enough to squeeze four people in, and was a good 6-½ 
ft tall, affording some privacy.  When they entered, the floor was lined 
with wooden pallets, and there were actually golden hooks to hang your 
stuff on to keep dry. 

           ‘Probably taken from a local building after it was bombed.’  
Harm thought as he continued to look at the structure. 

           Four water hoses were run threw holes in the wall with a 
spray head attached.  It was actually pretty nice considering what the 
marines had to work with out here.  One thing it was missing was shower 
curtains.  Which really wasn’t much of a shock, the camp was all male 
soldiers, but still Harm was holding out some hope.  

	“Uhhhh….Mac are you sure that this is okay, I mean it’s pretty open.  
I could just wait outside and use my baby wipes or something.”

	“Harm, what’s the big deal?  It’s not like you haven’t seen a naked 
woman before and besides I already told you, I trust you.”  She started 
hanging up her towel and took her shampoo and soap out of her bag.  

	Harm for his part followed her lead and took the hose directly across 
from her so he could keep his back turned and not have to worry about 
seeing anything out of the corner of his eye.  'Well, they say that the 
best defense is offense...here goes nothing.'  

“Who said I was worried about your modesty, I just don’t want you to 
lose control when you see what a magnificent male specimen I am.”  By 
this time they had started taking off their boots and outer garments. 
	
To her credit Mac didn’t laugh, she just looked at him with a glint in 
her eye. “Oh please Harm, could your ego get any bigger?”

“You’d be surprised just how ‘big’ it can get Mac.” 

‘Okay, I walked right into that one, I should have known better.’  But 
she cursed the blush that rose to her cheeks just the same time.

“Harm, there is only one part of your anatomy I haven’t seen,” she 
purposely let her eyes travel down his now bare chest to rest on his groin 
where he was unbuckling his belt.  “And I doubt you have anything I 
haven’t seen before.”  With that she took off her shirt and started on her 
pants.  They where still looking at each other to see who would turn 
around first.  Mac was now down to her panties and sports bra, while Harm 
only had his boxers on.  

‘I’ll be dammed if I turn away first, let him see what he’s been 
missing all these years.  Besides I’m tired of being the best buddy, I want 
him to see the woman that goes with the marine.’  

‘Dame she’s calling my bluff, I was hoping going on the offensive would 
throw her off a little.  She knows your playbook too well Rabb, time to 
get some new moves.’

Just as she was pulling her bra off Harm cracked and quickly turned 
around.  Mac chuckled to herself knowing she had won this round.  Harm 
took off his boxers not caring if Mac was still staring at him.  

‘She was so dead set on seeing this through, let her see what she’s 
been missing all these years.’  Not that it was really her holding them 
back.  He knew she wasn’t the “chase after a man” type; she had an 
amazing amount of self-confidence, except when it came to men.  That was the 
only time she was unsure of herself.  He couldn’t blame her, 
practically every guy she’s been close too has hurt her, including him.  ‘After 
Dalton I must admit she got better at picking men. Brumby was actually a 
good guy, which was the real reason I never liked him.  Mic said and 
did all the things I never had the balls to do.’

 Mac for her part just stared at his naked six for a few seconds before 
she realized what she was doing and where her thought were going.  She 
quickly turned around and took off the rest of her clothes and started 
the water. 

 Harm heard her water turn on and knew Sarah Mackenzie was standing a 
couple feet away from him completely naked.  The water wasn’t cold 
enough to help his little problem that revelation caused. 

 ‘The only time Mac tried to move our relationship to next level was 
Sydney,’ Harm thought.  He knew what turning her down did to her, she 
would never again make the first move, it would be up to him. ‘When was 
just kissing a woman so much trouble.  I’ve never had this problem 
before.’  For some reason Mac through him all out of whack.  She wasn’t just 
a woman he found attractive and wanted to date, she was the woman he 
was in love with and wanted to spend the rest of his life with. 

Harm couldn’t help himself; he stole a quick glance behind him.  What 
he saw made his little problem a big problem.  She was rinsing the 
shampoo out of her hair.  He turned back around to her for a longer glance 
and watched the path the water and soap took down her perfect body, 
defining every curve.  ‘They always say that the first step is the 
hardest.’  

“Hey Mac, I thought you said you where going to wash my back.”    

Mac slowly turned halfway around to look at him; she had her hand in 
her hair so her arm blocked the view of her breast.  He was turned much 
in the same fashion to hide the erection he was sporting.  

‘What the hell is he up too, just a few moments ago he was freaking out 
over seeing a little skin, and now he wants me to touch him when we are 
completely naked!  Okay, just calm down.  I’ll play his game,’ with 
that she dropped her arm, grabbed her soap and turned completely towards 
him, giving him a full view.  

Harm let his gaze slowly move down her body trying to memorize every 
contour and shape.  ‘She really is perfect.’  Every part of her body was 
toned from her arms to her abs to her thighs.  She had strong, long 
legs that could only come from running.  He’d be hard pressed to find any 
fat on her at all, but God he’d be willing to try.  Her breasts where 
big and full, with hard cinnamon nipples….wait a minute why were her 
nipples hard?  The water was luke-warm at best, could it be that she was 
as affected by this as he was.  ‘She has to wax because there isn’t a 
hair on her.’  Her mound was neatly trimmed and even from this angle he 
could tell she shaved her outer lips.  Harm was dying to first run his 
fingers then his tongue through the slick smooth folds which currently 
held his attention.  ‘After all no one likes hair in their mouth.’  He 
thought as he started back up her body and looked her in the eye. 

She looked directly at him waiting for him to finish ogling her.  Mac 
took a deep breath and tried to slow her heart rate.  She looked into 
his lust-filled eyes and felt a small amount of pride that she was the 
cause.  She’d never been this turned-on just by having a guy look at her 
before. 

‘Let’s see how far he’s willing to take this.’  “I can’t wash your back 
if you don’t turn around Harm.”  Her voice sounded husky even to her.  

‘This was very dangerous territory; just wash his back as quickly as 
possible before you do something stupid like jump him!’  He turned around 
as she was lathering up her hands with the soap. She just couldn’t 
waste this opportunity to touch him so she decided against using a 
washcloth.  Mac started at his shoulders and worked her way down, trying not to 
notice the way his muscles felt underneath her hands.  She’d given him 
back massages before, but his shirt was always on.  This was the first 
time there was no layers between them.  When she reached his lower back 
she couldn’t help herself, who knew if and when she would ever get this 
opportunity again. She went lower to his perfect ass.  

Harm couldn’t help his sharp intake of breath and what strangely 
sounded like a whimper when her hands made contact with his ass.  He felt her 
fingernails rake down his six and back up.  

‘She has no way of knowing how sensitive I am there,’ Harm thought.  
‘There’s just something about pounding into a woman and having her dig 
her fingernails in my ass as she comes that usually sent me over the edge 
as well.’  

He didn’t know how he was controlling himself at the moment.  All he 
wanted to do was turn around and claim her as his own.  He almost snapped 
when he felt her hard nipples brush up against his back, but instead he 
just let out a low groan.

‘Whoa, totally didn’t mean to do that, but God did it feel good.’  Mac 
moaned in her head as the feeling sent a bolt of electricity right down 
to her grown.  ‘I have to stop now or not at all.’  She reluctantly 
pulled away and smoothed her voice.  “Anything else you need help 
washing?”

“No, that about covers it. Thanks.” Harm quickly said feeling slightly 
breathless as he took a few seconds to try and calm down.  Mac turned 
around, walked the three feet back to her shower head and continued 
washing.  

‘That was not fair Marine, but paybacks a bitch.’  He grabbed his own 
soap and lathered up his hands and turned fully towards her.  Her back 
was to him so she didn’t notice when he stepped closer to her.  ‘You’re 
in so much trouble Ninja-Girl.’  

She jumped when his hands made contact with her shoulders.  “Just 
returning the favor Mac,” Harm roughly whispered behind her.

She was in so much trouble, she didn’t know if she could handle having 
Harm touch her right now.  ‘Okay marine you can do this, just control 
your breathing.  Good now, just pretend that this an everyday 
occurrence….having your sexy as hell partner standing behind you totally naked 
and running his hands over your sexually deprived body…..God didn’t make 
will power that strong.’  

Much like her washing he started at the top, but he took his time.  
Soon the washing changed into a slow seductive caressing.  Mac couldn’t 
help but let her eyes drift close at the sensations he was creating.  It 
had been way too long since she had felt a man’s touch.  She could feel 
her heart pounding out of her chest.  

Harm bent over to her ear and said in deep gravel voice, “You know 
Sarah, since we’re such good-friends and we trust each other so much, we 
should make this a regular practice after our runs.  You know conserve 
water and all that.”  

‘Okay now he’s mocking my earlier words, I should really be annoyed and 
say something to put him in his place.’ 

Then Harm let his lips brush against her ear as he brought his hands to 
rest on her waist.  His long fingers going down to lightly massage for 
pelvic region, teasing her.  

“Uh huh,” was the only thing she could get past her throat.  He moved 
his lips from her ear down to her neck alternating between small kisses 
and light nibbling.  Mac was really trying to keep herself in check by 
biting her lower lip, and not moving at all.  She couldn’t hide her 
rapid breathing and the goose bumps that spread down her arms though.  
Seeing and feeling her reaction he pushed the envelope.  Harm pulled her 
gently against him, bringing her back flush against his impressive 
erection.  He wanted her to know exactly what she did to him.  

Mac moaned before she could catch herself.  The fact he had an erection 
really didn’t surprise her, what did surprise her was he was letting 
her know about it.  Combine that with him still nibbling on her neck…. 
‘Might as well give him better access if he’s so intent on that,’ Mac 
though as she arched her neck …. and his hands moving around to her 
stomach, she was fast turning into a pool of Jell-O.  

‘I feel like I have a hundred butterflies in my stomach right now.’  
She brought one of her hands up to his neck anchoring him in place, while 
the other one went to join his hands at her stomach.  

‘God she tastes good.  She feels good for that matter too.’  She 
relaxed completely against him and started moving against his erection.  His 
response was a groan and he moved his free hand up to cup her breast, 
which made her groan as well.  She tossed her head against his body and 
arched her back giving him a bigger handful of her breast.  He would 
have moved his other hand down between her legs, but she was griping his 
hand so tight, he wasn’t sure he could get it free right now.  They 
where both completely out of control, their breathing was labored and 
neither of them had it in them to stop this. 

Harm rolled her nipple between his fingers and Mac snapped.  ‘Okay 
that’s it, I put up a good fight, but I can’t stand this.  I have to kiss 
him!’ 

 She turned her head towards his face; almost sensing what she wanted 
and needing the same thing himself, he met her halfway.  Immediately 
there lips parted and they started exploring each others mouths with their 
tongues.  The kiss was hot, demanding and passionately rough; both Harm 
and Mac felt it all the way to their toes.  

Mac turned completely around and grasps his erection in her hand, while 
the other one was still in his hair making sure he went nowhere.  Not 
that he wanted to be anywhere else at the moment.  She started pumping 
his shaft immediately, measuring what her closed eyes couldn’t see at 
the moment.  Harm let go of any control he might have had and crushed her 
against the thin wood wall, never breaking the kiss which had taken on 
a life of its own.  He vaguely hoped that the wall wouldn’t collapse 
under the strain. 

With one hand he reached behind her thigh bringing her leg up to his 
waist, and with the other he reach behind her bringing his hand down past 
her ass so he could reach her core.  She was dripping wet and it had 
nothing to do with the water around them.  He stroked her a few times 
brushing her clit before he dived two fingers in her hot, tight center.  
‘God she was tight, course she hasn’t been with anyone in almost 2 
years,’ thought Harm as he felt her inner muscles squeeze around him.  

Mac for her part was at the point of no return.  ‘I need him inside me 
NOW!’ Without thought she wrapped her other leg around his waist and he 
immediately took on the extra weight.  He left her center to keep her 
weight balanced in the place where he needed her most.  Going on pure 
physical need and thinking of nothing other than the pleasure they where 
causing each other, they both adjusted the angle and before they knew 
it he was inside her.  They finally broke their kiss for some much 
needed air.

“Oh God, Harm.”  

“You feel so good, Sarah.”  

Neither had ever experienced anything this intense before, but neither 
had ever engaged in 7 years of foreplay for that matter.  This was 
anything but slow love making; it was animalistic and driven by need and 
desire.  They were claiming the other as their own, making sure they 
forgot any and all previous lovers.  The only sounds in the small enclosed 
shower room were moans of pleasure and words of encouragement.

 “Harder Harm.”  And he did, for the first time he completely let go 
and didn’t do anything but feel.  He knew she was close when she dug her 
nails in his back.  He knew he wasn’t going to last for very much 
longer either.  He reached between them to grab her breast and rolled her 
nipple between his fingers.  

‘She seemed to really like that the last time I did it.’  Harm thought 
as a moan rolled from the back of Mac’s throat.

She’d never been this high, this fast before.  It was enough to make 
one dizzy.  She could already feel herself climbing higher and higher, it 
wouldn’t be long before she fell.  Mac couldn’t help digging her nails 
into Harms back as the sensations grew stronger and more powerful.  
Vaguely in the one part of her brain that wasn’t wrapped around Harm she 
hoped she didn’t draw blood.  When he touched her nipple it was her 
downfall, she began to come hard.  She knew he could feel it too.  Harm bit 
down on her shoulder to smoother the loud groans that he couldn’t hold 
back as his movement became more erratic and then after a few blissful 
moments he was coming with her.  He'd never come this hard before, it 
was almost painful...almost. 

It took a minute for both of them to get their breathing under control 
and to realize what they had just done.  They both drew back slowly to 
look at each other, each with a look of shock and awe at what just 
transpired.

Mac was the first to speak.  “I can’t believe we just did that,” she 
said still a little out of breath. 

Harm just stood there looking at her with amazement.  He was still 
inside her with her legs and arms still wrapped around him.  He was 
surrounded by Sarah Mackenzie and he decided he never wanted to be anywhere 
else.  

“Want to do it again?”  He smugly replied as he tightened his grip 
around her.  

She couldn’t help but smile from the feeling of pure joy Harm gave her 
from that one statement. Her intoxicating smiled caused him to smile 
also.  She leaned into him for another kiss as there was a knock at the 
door.  

“Sir, Ma’am, Colonel Smith wanted me to tell you your bird’s ETA is in 
five minutes.”  It was the same Lance Corporal from earlier with the 
same bad timing.  They heard him walk away before either could respond.  
They both had forgotten where they were. 

“SHIT!”  Mac proclaimed finding herself more upset with this fact than 
Harm.  She tended to stick more to protocol than he did.  He on the 
other hand was actually proud of himself that he made her lose her 
military bearing.  

She pushed him away after crawling off his body.  “Hurry up we have to 
get out of here.”  With the mood broken, he gave her a quick kiss and 
stated rinsing off.  She turned away from him and started cleaning up.  
She went to rinse between her legs when her hand came in contact with 
his semen running down her thigh. “Oh fuck,” she softly swore to herself 
but unfortunately loud enough for Harm to hear.

He turns quickly and asked with concern. “Are you alright Mac?”  ‘Maybe 
I hurt her.  I wasn’t exactly gentle, of course neither was she.’

She turned toward him. “Yeah I’m fine,” at his slightly disbelieving 
look she continued.  “I’ll tell you later, I promise it’s nothing 
serious.”  

They both knew that this was more than just a roll in the hay, but the 
last thing they needed was another misunderstanding between them.  She 
was halfway through drying off as he stood there completely soaked 
looking at her with mild worry, and maybe a little panic.  Seeing that he 
wasn’t moving she looked up at him ready to start yelling, but stopped 
when she saw the look in his eyes.

 She walked over to him and gave him a slow, meaningful kiss.  “Get the 
lead out Sailor.  The sooner we get home, the sooner we can have that 
dinner you promised me.”  He smiled at her which she returned.  

They finished dressing with two minutes to spare.  As they walked to 
the landing zone both were lost in their own separate thoughts as the 
helo was inbound.

‘You are such a liar Mackenzie, what where you thinking telling him it 
wasn’t anything serious.  You were thinking you didn’t have time for 
the discussion that would follow after he realized they didn’t use a 
condom and you aren’t on the pill.’  She wasn’t worried about a commitment 
from Harm.  She knew he loved her even if he hasn’t said the words.  
They had to sort out JAG first, and besides she would really like to be 
married before they had kids.  She wanted to do this the right way.  Not 
have some shotgun wedding were it was blatantly obvious the bride was 
pregnant.  Now was not the time to bring a baby into the equation when 
so much was left unsettled.  

She looked up at him and couldn’t help but giggle at the expression on 
his face.  He was on cloud nine and was not hiding it.  Regardless of 
the consequences she wouldn’t take the last 20 minutes back for nothing.

Harm was ecstatic nothing could ruin the mood he was in.  He just made 
love to Sarah Mackenzie and he couldn’t wait to get home so he could do 
it again.  He had to plan something romantic.  His next step was to 
tell her he loved her and it didn’t seem like Iraq in the middle of a war 
zone was the place to do this. 

‘Was that a giggle I just heard?’  He looked down at her and meets her 
eyes.  “Was that a giggle Marine?” 

“No.”  She replied through a smile.

“Oh I think it was.”  Harm egged her on knowing this was too good to 
pass up.

“Good luck proving that in court Flyboy.”  By now the helicopter had 
landed and she jumped on board; leaving Harm to shake his head at her 
unable to give her a verbal response. 

The ride back to the Seahawk was uneventful, unless you count the 
little glances and smiles exchanged between the pair.  When they landed the 
Skipper wanted to be debriefed which took an hour, then they had to 
interrogate the Sergeant who started this whole mess.  It took the bad 
cop, good cop routine but they finally got the soldier to confess who he 
was covering for.  

After the interrogation they retired to their separate cabins to write 
their report.  Mac was assigned to room with Skates since her roommate 
was on emergency leave, while Harm was with his old roommate Tuna.  

Mac sat down on her bunk totally exhausted by the day’s events.  With 
the slight time change and trying to wrap everything up she had been 
going strong for 24 hours.  All she wanted to do was crash, but she had to 
write her report first.  

“You look like hell Ma’am.”  Skates stated the obvious.

Mac started laughing.  “That’s the second time I’ve been told that 
today and as long as I’m your roommate, it’s Mac.”  

Skates smiled at the woman, she may have been her prosecutor at one 
point but she truly liked her.  Skates knew Mac didn’t have a choice and 
she was just doing her job at the time.  “Why don’t you get a few hours 
sleep?  I’ll be back in 3 hours I could always wake you up then.”

“Thank you Skates, I think I’ll take you up on that.”  She stood and 
started to undress.

“You should take a shower too.  It will help refresh you.”

Mac stopped short of taking her shirt off as she was flooded with 
memories of her partner and the shower they shared; how he felt inside her.  
It had been almost two years since she was with someone; she was 
actually a little sore.  A good sore, but non-the-less sore.  “Uh…actually 
Harm and I showered before our helo picked us up so I’ll just wait till 
tomorrow.”  She replied a bit too quickly.  ‘Why did I have to mention 
Harm’s name?  Please tell me I’m not blushing.’

Skates looked at Mac curious at her reaction to a simple suggestion.  
‘Why is she blushing?’  Mac already had her sleeping shorts on.  She 
took her tee-shirt off and was in the process of taking her bra off and 
throwing on a spaghetti strap shirt.  That was when Skates saw it, 
“Exactly what did this shower entail and how was Harm involved?”  

‘How the hell did she figure that out so fast!?’  “What do you mean, it 
was a shower, it entailed washing, and Harm….well…Harm….had nothing to 
do with it.”  This last part was said quickly and softly, as Mac busied 
herself with organizing the papers on her desk.

Skates, to her credit was doing her best not to laugh.  It was obvious 
there was always something between them.  But now it looked like they 
had finally acted on their feelings. “Well Mac, I just don’t know how 
else to get a hickey with teeth marks.  You know other than the obvious 
way of course.”

“WHAT!!”  Mac went straight to the mirror and sure enough she had a 
huge hickey on her shoulder with what looked suspiciously like teeth 
marks.  She vaguely remembered Harm biting her as they both came, but she 
didn’t think it was this bad.  Thank god her uniform would hide it.  She 
was going to kill him, for what she wasn’t sure, she just knew she was 
going to kill him.  

Mac turned back around to find Skates utterly pleased with herself.  
“You’re loving this aren’t you?”  There was no way to deny it now. 

Skates just shook her head.  “Yes, as a matter of fact I am. 

Just then there was a knock at the door.  Mac threw her pajama blouse 
over her spaghetti-strap shirt to hide the hickey but left it 
unbuttoned.  Skates opened the door to reveal none other than Harm on the other 
side.



30 Minutes Earlier

“HAMMER!  It’s good to have you back, even if it is just for a few 
days.” 

“Thanks Tuna, it’s good to be back.”   ‘Not as good as it’s going to be 
when we get home, but for now it was still good to be on a carrier.’  
Harm thought as he settled into the small cabin.

“So what have you and that gorgeous partner of yours been up too 
lately, anything exciting?”

At the mention of Mac’s name Harm couldn’t help the glazed look that 
crossed over his eyes.  He couldn’t help but think about what it was like 
to have her legs wrapped around his waist as he pounded into her.  What 
it felt like when she came and the way she clung to him.  She was a 
very passionate lover and he couldn’t wait to explore that side of her 
again.  

“Hammer…..Hammer….HAMMER!!!”  Tuna practically shouted to get his 
attention. “What’s with the far off look got a new girlfriend?”  Tuna joked 
not knowing how close he was to the truth.  

Harm was able to hide his embarrassment at being caught daydreaming.  
It would only set Tuna off more if he evaded or worse blushed.  So 
instead he just said, “Maybe. Look Tuna, I’ve been up for the past 24 hours 
and all I want right now is to get a few hours of sleep before I write 
my report.”  It was the truth after all.   

Harm started to change as Tuna replied.  “Yeah I understand,” he took a 
drink of his coke and proceeded to spit it out when he saw Harm’s back, 
“Holy shit, what the hell happened to your back Hammer!?”  

‘Oh God I completely forgotten about the scratch marks Mac was so kind 
to give me.’  “Ahhh….it’s not what you think Tuna...”  Harm stammered.

“The hell it’s not. Those are scratch marks and very recent scratch 
marks at that.  You’ve been holding out on me.  Who is she?”

“Look, I’m not going to kiss and tell alright, so just drop it.  Now if 
you don’t mind Mac will kill me if my report…..”

He never got to finish his sentence as Tuna exclaimed. “MAC!!  You 
finally got the balls to make a move on Mac.  I don’t believe it.  And in 
Iraq no less, you little devil.  Wait till the guys hear…”  This time it 
was Tuna who never got to finish, probably because he found himself 
pinned to the wall by a very angry Harmon Rabb Jr.  

“You will tell no one, do I make myself clear!  The last thing Mac 
needs is for the whole ship to know what happened!”  He released Tuna from 
his grip before he turned away and ran his hand through his hair.  
“Christ Tuna, you know how these things work. I’ll come off as the macho 
guy who nailed the impossible chick and she’ll come off as the weak 
female who can’t control herself around a man.  I won’t be the cause of 
anymore pain in her life.”  Harm was no longer angry, just scared.  Mac 
worked hard to gain the respect of the people around her.  If this got out 
it would blow her respect straight to hell. 

“You really love her don’t you Hammer.”  Harm just stared at Tuna for a 
few seconds.

“Yeah I do.”  Harm replied finally admitting it out loud for the first 
time.

“Look I’m sorry Hammer. I’ll take it to the grave…..or at least until 
your wedding reception.”  He said with a grin.

Harm couldn’t help but laugh, he knew he could trust Tuna.  “Thanks 
buddy. Look I’m too wired to sleep right now; I think I’ll go take a walk 
to calm my nerves.”

“Okay.... tell Mac I said Hi.”  Tuna grinned.  Harm just looked at him 
before he redressed and walked out the door.  He hoped Mac wasn’t 
sleeping.



Present

“Hey Hammer.”  Skates gave him a quick hug.

“Hey Skates, I just had a question to ask Mac about the case.”  Skates 
looked back at Mac with a grin on her face before she turned back to 
him.

“Sure you did Harm. Well I was just on my way out.  Remember Mac I’ll 
be gone for at least 3 hours.”  She purposely said as she gave her a 
knowing look.  Mac blushed and again started to organize her desk.  Skates 
walked around Harm and left the couple alone.

“What was that all about Mac?”  He asked as he entered and closed the 
hatch.
	
“She’s on to us Harm.  Didn’t you notice?”  Mac stopped organizing and 
looked him in the eye.
	
“How the hell did she find out?  We’ve only been back for a few hours.”  
	
“Well it was kind of hard to deny after she saw the little present you 
gave me.”  Mac pulled her blouse to the side so he could view his handy 
work.  Harms eyes got as big as the bruise on her shoulder. He couldn’t 
bring himself to be really sorry about it.  He was willing to bet Mac 
wasn’t sorry for it either, except for the fact that Skates had also 
seen it.

	“Well while we’re playing show and tell. You might as well know that 
Tuna knows about us too.”  Harm pulled his shirt off and turned around 
so she could view his back.
	
Mac walked over to him and ran her fingertips lightly over the scratch 
marks.  Then her lips replaced her fingertips. “Oh Baby I’m sorry.” 

Harm noted she didn’t sound sorry at all in fact she sounded amused 
more than anything else.  At the moment he really didn’t care because her 
kisses were slowly stroking the fire which hadn’t quite died yet.  

“Oh now I know it’s meant to be.”  Harm grinned knowingly as he turned 
around.  He kissed down her neck and removed her blouse as he went.

Mac ran one hand up his bare chest and entangled it in his hair as she 
closed her eyes enjoying everything this man did to her.  ‘I don’t 
think I’ll ever get enough of him.’ “How’s that Flyboy?”  She let out a low 
moan as he hit a sensitive spot.  

Harm already had her blouse off and was working his hands underneath 
her shirt, if that’s what you wanted to call the thin piece of material 
covering her upper body.  Harm would prefer to call it an annoyance 
because it covered one of the spots where he wanted to be and one of the 
spots of Mac he wants to gaze at.  “Cause you just called me ‘baby’ and I 
didn’t mind at all.”  God how he just wanted to spend hours exploring 
her body and finding out every way to drive her crazy with desire.  

She let out a low chuckle.  “Oh right, I forgot how you cringed every 
time one of your girlfriends called you ‘sweetheart’.”  She started 
kissing across his chest and took one of his nipples into her mouth.  He 
tightened his grip around her waist and pulled her flush against his 
body. 

“I couldn’t help it; it always reminded me of my mother.”  Harm 
admitted as he began to breathe heavier.  His mind was attempting to devise a 
plan to get Mac out of her clothes as quickly as possible.  

Mac could feel his erection pressing into her.  ‘God I want to touch 
him so bad, but I can’t because it won’t end there.’  She didn’t know how 
she did it, but very reluctantly she pulled out of him embrace.  “Harm 
we can’t do this right now.”

“Whhaat…”  His higher brain hadn’t quite kicked in yet as he looked at 
her through passion clouded eyes.  “Why not?”

‘Here we go, time for that little discussion,’ Mac thought to herself 
before she took a deep breath.  “Harm……we didn’t use a condom when 
we…well….you know…when we….in the shower.”  ‘God I’m an intelligent women in 
my 30’s, a lawyer, and I can’t say “when we had the best sex of my 
life”.’  She was pacing the small room and finally stopped to look up at 
him.  He had a slightly confused look on his face as he was connecting 
the dot.

“Well there’s a first time for everything I guess.”  Harm still hadn’t 
quite recovered from their earlier activity.

            Mac had a look of shock on her face.  “Are you telling me 
you’ve never had sex without a condom?”   

“Well, yeah.”  Harm was starting to get a little uncomfortable with 
this conversation, but figured he better explain, “When I was younger I 
was so dead set on becoming a pilot, I wasn’t about to risk it by doing 
something stupid like get a girl pregnant.  And when I finally got my 
wings I didn’t want to be tied down by anything, or anyone, so I just 
never took a chance.  Even with Diane I wasn’t sure I could commit 100%, 
so I didn’t want to put us in the situation.  After all that it was just 
sort of normal.  I never thought it should be completely the woman’s 
responsibility anyway, especially if it was something I really didn’t 
want with her.”  He looked at Mac.  “I’m not the weekend dad type, and I 
was never with anyone I was willing to spend the rest of my life with.” 
‘Until now,’ he added silently.

“Well Harm you picked a hell of a time to throw caution to the wind…I’m 
not on anything.”  As she waited for this to sink in she added, “It 
didn’t even cross my mind till afterwards when I was cleaning up….I’m 
usually pretty anal about that sort of thing, it’s not like me to get 
carried away….”  she had a slight grin on her face.  “You always did have a 
way of making me forget the Rules of Engagement.”  He smiled at her 
choice of words.

“So you’re saying you could be pregnant,” he stated calmly.  

His expression was hard to read. “Yes.”

“So what’s the problem?”  Mac’s eyes got round in shock at what he just 
said.  Harm walked over to her and wrapped his arms around her.  “So we 
fulfill our baby promise a little early, what’s wrong with that?”  He 
looked down a little unsure of himself, “Unless you don’t want…”  

He never got to finish, because he found Mac’s lips pressed against his 
own.  She pulled back and looked him directly in the eyes.  “Nothing 
would make me happier Harm than to be the mother of your children.”

“But….”  He knew her too well to think this was the only obstacle in 
their way of being together and truly happy.

“But… I just always wanted to be married before I had kids and we’re 
not exactly in a stable position right now.  We still have JAG to deal 
with as well as some other underlying issues.”  

She didn’t have to go into detail, he knew too well what those 
underlying issues where.  They had seven years of miscommunications to clear 
up.  He was still holding her.  He couldn’t help but think how right this 
felt talking about their future children.

“Alright, so we wait till we get home and you make a doctors 
appointment.  If you’re not pregnant, then get the pill, or the shot, or whatever 
it is women are on these days.  And if you are pregnant we’ll cross 
that bridge when we get there.  Either way I don’t want to use condoms 
with you Mac.  I don’t want anything to be between us when we make love.”  
Mac for her part tried her best not to let the tears, which were 
quickly forming, fall.  ‘When he let’s go, he really lets go.’

"God I love you."  It was out her mouth before she realized what she 
was saying, but she couldn't help how right it felt to finally say it to 
him.  

Harm for his part was completely shocked and speechless.  'I have to 
say something before she thinks I'm getting scared again.  Why are words 
not coming out of my mouth?'  Starting to panic he took action instead.  
He swooped down and captured her lips in the sweetest, most loving kiss 
he knew how to give.  When he pulled back to look at her it was the 
most naturally thing in the world to say, "I love you too."

They both had silly grins on their faces and laughed a little at their 
new found freedom.  This time it was Mac that kissed Harm.  As it ended 
she pushed him away.  "Good, now get the hell out of here while I still 
have control over myself." 

 They were both still smiling as he moved toward the door.  "I told 
you, you wouldn't be able to control yourself when you saw what a 
magnificent male specimen I am."  He smugly replied.  

She opened the hatch for him and he walked out turning one last time to 
look at her.  "You're right Harm, in fact I'll probably have to take 
matters into my own hands tonight and go through every single fantasy 
involving the two of us...minus the ‘we're forced to shower together’ 
fantasy of course."  

Harm was speechless, not only did she say she was going to masturbate 
tonight while thinking about him, but she had done it in the past as 
well.  Before he could reply she had already shut the door with a smug 
grin on her face.  'Damn, I can't wait to get home.'


5 days later
JAG Headquarters

They had made it back to the states and were at work once again.  Both 
decided until Mac saw the doctor they should keep their distance; no 
need to temp fate.  Mac was working on some budget reports when there was 
a knock at her door. 
 
"Hey Mac, do you need a ride to your appointment tomorrow?"  He was 
anxious and a little nervous.  He’d made-up every excuse today to come and 
visit her.  It wasn't everyday you were to be told whether or not you 
where going to be a father.  

She looked up at him.  "You know very well you'll be in court during my 
appointment, Harm."

"I know, but I could always ask for a continuance or let Bud handle it, 
he is second chair."  He shut the door and walked around to her side of 
the desk.

"Oh … can I please be present when you tell the judge you're going to 
be absent because you need to take your girlfriend to see her 
gynecologist."  She rolled her eyes at him, "That would go over real well."  

Harm sat down on the corner of her desk and she took the opportunity to 
run her hand up and down his calf.  They both took comfort in the 
little touches they stole throughout the day.

"Alright, but you have to promise to come over to my place as soon as 
you know.  I’ll even cook you a steak.”  
	
“Deal.”  She gave him a warm smile.  “Now get out here so I can get 
some work done.”

He picked up her hand giving it a quick squeeze before getting up and 
returning to his own office.

Mac felt a tad guilty about misleading him.  The truth was she had her 
appointment yesterday, she went after work so Harm wouldn’t find out.  
She was going to surprise him tonight with the results.  Mac already 
had her overnight bag packed; she just had to go home to change.  She 
grinned thinking they probably weren’t going to get much sleep tonight.


Later That Night
Harm’s Apartment

            Harm had just finished eating leftovers and was in the 
process of washing the dishes when there was a knock at his door.

	‘I wonder who that is, I’m not expecting anyone.’  He was slightly 
surprised when he opened the door to reveal Mac…..Mac with an overnight 
bag in one hand and her uniform in a dry cleaners bag in the other.  She 
was wearing olive low-rider Old Navy sweats with the string hanging out 
and a white shirt with a v-cut down the center of her cleavage.  It was 
just short enough that you could see her navel and flat tummy.  Before 
he could say anything however, she gave him a quick kiss and was 
halfway up the stairs to his bedroom.  Now he was just plain confused.

	He followed her. “Ah Mac, not that I’m not happy to see you, but what 
are you doing here?  I thought we agreed to stay away till after you 
saw the doctor.”  By this time he had reached his room and watched her 
hang-up her uniform and put her toiletries in his bathroom.  When she 
came out she stopped to look at him.

	“I’m not pregnant.”  Mac stated simply
	
	Harm was a little shocked.  “How do….”  He never got to finish.

	“My appointment was yesterday afternoon.”

	“Why didn’t….”

	“You hover.”  She was enjoying this, but could tell he needed a better 
explanation.   “I was doing a good enough job of making myself crazy 
without adding you to the mix.  Plus I knew you wouldn’t get any work 
done if you knew where I was and you had a case to prepare for.  This way 
I could surprise you….Surprise!”  

           She looked down suddenly unsure of herself, “You’re not mad 
are you?”  When she looked up she was glad to see he was smiling.

	He walked over to her and enveloped her in a hug which she returned.  
“It’s scary how well you know me,”  Harm laughed.  “I was dreading 
getting through the day tomorrow.”  They stayed that way for a few minuets 
enjoying the feel of each other.  This was the most physical contact 
they’ve had since the Seahawk.  Harm pulled back to look at her, but kept 
his arms around her.  
	
	“So I take it the bag means you plan on staying the night.”  He said 
with a knowing grin.
	
	“The thought did cross my mind.  I’m on the pill now, so there’s 
nothing holding us back.” She started kissing his neck and unbuttoning his 
shirt.

	“Pretty sure of yourself aren’t you?  Maybe I had plans,” he teased 
her as he worked his way under her shirt.

	“Change them; I’m afraid this is going to take all night.”  She had 
his shirt opened and went to work on his jeans.  Mac pulled his head down 
for a passionate kiss while the other hand snaked in his boxers and 
grasped his growing erection.  Harm completely gave into the kiss.  He 
moaned as she rubbed her thumb over the head of his dick which already had 
pre-cum oozing out.  

	Harm brought both hands up to cup her face as he bent lower for a 
deeper kiss.  He was losing control very quickly.  Leaving one hand on her 
face he dropped the other one to massage her breast through her shirt.  
Mac was the one who moaned this time and gripped him tighter.  Their 
breathing was labored as they broke apart.  

           Harm immediately went to the bottom of her shirt, intending 
to take it off.  Seeing his intentions she stopped him.  Mac grabbed 
both his hands and shook her head no.  At his slightly confused look she 
said, “This is my show flyboy, so sit down and try to enjoy yourself.”  
With that she pushed him on the bed.  He was sitting up waiting to see 
what she was going to do first.  

	Mac walked between his legs spreading them further apart.  She bent 
down to kiss his lips while pushing his shirt off his shoulders.  Once it 
was off she moved down to kiss his neck.  Harm’s hands naturally 
grasped her waist letting his fingers trail over her exposed skin.  Harm 
expected her to straddle his lap, but she surprised him when she dropped to 
her knees instead.  He’d had this fantasy many, many times in the past.  
His heart rate got a little quicker.  ‘Please let her do what I think 
she’s about to do,’ he silently prayed.

	His anticipation must have showed because she stopped kissing his 
chest to look up at him.  “Patience is a virtue Harm,” she said grining.  
She continued kissing his chest paying attention to each nipple.  Her 
hands massaged his thighs as her mouth moved lower over his abdomen.  
Harm leaned back on his arms to give her better access.  

	‘God, she’s torturing me.’  Harm’s breathe got quicker the closer she 
got to his erection.  His pants were still on but opened enough for his 
dick to stick out of his boxers.  When she reached her goal she licked 
the pre-cum off his abdomen then followed down to the head of his dick.  
Harm gripped the bedcovers and let out a very loud moan.  He was about 
to lose it she was teasing him so much.

	She looked up at him with a knowing grin.  ‘I’ve got him just were I 
want him.’  Mac lightly tugged at his pants. “Take these off.”  It was 
almost embarrassing the way he scrambled to get his pants and boxers 
down his legs.  Mac raised her eyebrow at him and grinned.  ‘Oh yeah we 
have a real Casanova on our hands.’  
  
            Harm knew he was acting like a 16 year old kid about to get 
his first blow-job, but he didn’t care.  He just wanted that mouth he’d 
been dreaming about for seven years wrapped around him. 

	With their eyes locked she lowered her head extremely slowly.  Mac 
started at the base of his dick and licked her way to the top like it was 
a Popsicle.  She watched as Harm’s eyes rolled shut and he let out a 
groan.  She continued by wrapping her lips around the mushroom head and 
took just a little in her mouth before coming back up.  She repeated 
this, each time going lower until she was taking him completely in her 
mouth.  ‘I never thought that no-gag reflex would come in this handy 
before; he’s huge.  No wonder I was so sore.’  

	Harm was a little surprised she was able to take him all the way in 
her mouth.  A lot of the women he’d been with could not.  He tried not to 
think about how she got this good and decided to just sit back and 
enjoy it.  His moans where almost constant now and he had started to sweat.  
“Sarah that feels so good.”  He breathing was extremely rapid.  

	Mac would have smiled at the complement if it were possible.  Instead 
she looked up at him and what she saw turned her on even more.  He was 
covered in a thin sheet of sweat and was very tense.  She could see 
every muscle flexed, especially his abs.  His hands were still clinched 
the sheets in an effort to hold onto something.  The sight made her moan 
which sent vibrations through his dick.  He let out a loud groan and 
lightly bucked up into her mouth.  At her disapproving look he was quick 
to apologize.  Very out of breath, “Sorry…sorry….god you could kill a 
guy doing that.”  

	Harm was very close.  He promised himself in the future he would let 
her finish, but he had other plans right now.  He pulled her head up and 
fell in love all over again at the look of disappointment on her face 
as she gave his lap a hungry look.  “I promise he won’t forget you,” he 
said as he pulled her in for greedy kiss.  “Sorry Mac but I’m staging a 
takeover.  If you don’t come willingly I’ll have to resort to tortuous 
methods.”

	“A good marine never surrenders,” she retorted while she crawled onto 
his lap.  

	“I was hoping you’d say that.”  He quickly flipped her over and pinned 
her hands above her head, ravishing her with kisses.  She wasn’t 
fighting him. Harm held her wrists with one hand while his other traveled 
down her body.  He went under her shirt to play with her breast; at the 
same time he thrust his hips rubbing his erection against her.  She could 
feel the wetness pool between her legs as she tried to get free.  She 
needed him inside her soon.  

	Harm just grinned at her efforts.  He pushed her shirt up to her neck 
and slowly licked around her breasts, but not touching the nipple.  Mac 
squirmed, trying to get his mouth were she wanted it.  Not succeeding 
she let out a whimper.  Harm took pity on her and latched onto her 
nipple.  Mac arched her back and moaned at the pleasure he was creating.  

	He pulled back slightly and returned his other hand back to her wrist. 
“If I let you go, do you promise to cooperate?”

	Mac shook her head yes through passion clouded eyes.  Harm ran his 
hands down her arms and over her shoulders till he reached the shirt which 
was pushed above her breasts.  He pulled it off her and threw it 
somewhere across the room before he again captured her lips in a hungry kiss.  
Mac quickly wound her arms around his neck.  She pulled him completely 
against her as he took his time and explored her mouth.  Their moans 
were mingled together as they softly rocked against each other.  

	After Harm got his fill he continued down her neck, past her 
shoulders, making a small detour at each breasts.  He sucked and nipped on one 
nipple while his hand paid attention to the other, then switched.  Mac 
had her fingers in his hair encouraging him to keep going.  When he 
reached her abdomen she couldn’t help the tickle that ran straight to her 
groin.  Finally he reached the top of her sweats.  He sat up on his 
knees as he slowly pulled her sweats down when he noticed something.

	“Mac for my sanity, please tell me you don’t always go commando.”  He 
didn’t know what he would do if he had to face her in court knowing she 
wasn’t wearing underwear under her skirt.

	She smiled up at him.  “Relax Harm, I just didn’t see much point in 
wearing underwear tonight.”  He grinned remembering she had planned this 
whole night.  He pulled her sweats the rest of the way off and stared 
at her naked form.  He was still kneeing between her legs so he could 
see everything he ever wanted.  She was glistenly wet.  Mac’s heart rate 
got a little quicker when she saw him lick his lips and the direction 
his eyes were looking.  But he didn’t do what she expected; instead he 
started kissing at her feet.  

	She let out a sigh of disappointment which he heard.  He looked up at 
her with a shit eating grin on his face.  “Patience is a virtue Mac, or 
so I’m told.”  He was at her calf now slowly making his way up, too 
slow for Mac.  

	“Harm please, you’re driving me crazy.”  He was slightly above her 
knee kissing to the inside of her leg.

	“Please what Mac?”  She wasn’t quite begging, but it was close enough 
to turn him on even more.  ‘She must really be on the edge if she’s 
asking for it.’

	“You know what Harm.”  She was throbbing; except for his erection 
rubbing through her sweats, he had yet to touch her there.  

	“Do I?  For all I know you could want me to start back at your feet.”  
To emphasize his point he started back down.

	“NO!”  She grabbed his hair and pulled him back up, getting him to 
come a little higher than before.  He kissed the inside of her thigh, but 
did not move any higher.  “Please….just….”  She tried pulling his head 
where she wanted him, but he wouldn’t budge.  

           He knew he was pushing her.  Most women weren’t used to 
verbalizing what they wanted in bed.  It was amazing what someone would do 
when there were turned-on enough.  “Tell me what you want Sarah.”

	She was getting frustrated; he knew what she wanted why did she have 
to say it.  ‘Because,’ answered the little voice in her hear, ‘just like 
you he wants to see you lose control.’  Harm was now running his hand 
up her leg adding to the tease and pushing her higher. 

	“Please…” why couldn’t she say it?
	
	“Tell me and I’ll do it.”  He was about to crack himself, being this 
close he could smell her and see how wet she was.  All he wanted to do 
was run his tongue across her wet folds and drink her dry.  

	“Please….taste me.”  He didn’t need to be told twice, he dived in and 
they both moaned at the contact.  Mac had never felt anything this good 
before, there were no thoughts in her head, just feelings.  She wrapped 
her legs around his body and held his head in place with one hand.  
After a few minutes she brought her hand up to cup her own breast and play 
with her nipple.  

	Harm looked up in time to see this and he about came just from the 
sight of her touching herself.  He didn’t know how much more foreplay he 
could take.  He purposely stayed away from her clit; he didn’t want to 
make her come just yet.  Harm could tell she was close.  She was 
grinding her hips into him and pulling his head closer at the same time.  Her 
moans were getting louder and she was arching her back pushing her 
breast into her hand.  

	Harm pulled away and for a split second thought Mac was going to 
physically hurt him.  “I want to be inside you when you come.”  That seemed 
to calm her enough so he could kiss her.  She could taste herself on 
him and it only added to her high.  He quickly positioned himself at her 
entrance.  He rubbed the tip of his dick at her entrance teasing her a 
little more.  “Harm, don’t make me hurt you.”  He grinned and pushed 
into her completely.  By now both were covered in sweat and moaning 
uncontrollably.  Mac rotated her hips trying to create some friction.  

	Harm decided to let her take the reins again and rolled them over so 
she was on top.  Mac seemed to really like this new arrangement.  She 
started moving and he just held on for the ride.  Both were lost in their 
own pleasure.  

           Harm knew he was too close to last long so reached up with 
one hand to rub her nipple and with the other he went for her clit.  The 
result was instant; Mac’s movements became more erratic and rough.  
This wasn’t going to last much longer for her either.  

	Through raged breathing. “Sarah, I’m really close.”

	“Me too, Baby.”  Right after she said this she started to come.  Harm 
could feel her inner muscles milking him and then he was coming with 
her.  He moved his hands back to her waist and pushed down as he emptied 
himself inside her.  

	Exhausted and out of breath Mac collapsed on top of Harm.  He was out 
of breath as well and concentrated on getting well needed air inside 
his body.  After a few minuets their breathing was almost back to normal.

	“At the risk of making your ego even bigger, I must say you are really 
good in bed Harm.  No wonder all your girlfriends were terrified I’d 
steal you away,”  she said with a giggle.

	Harm smiled.  “You’re no blushing virgin yourself; I almost came on 
the sheets when I saw you touch yourself.”  Mac stopped giggling but was 
still smiling.  

	“I guess we’re a match made in heaven then,” she said as she rolled 
off him to get ready for bed.  Mac walked into bathroom followed soon by 
Harm.  They brushed their teeth and both used the head before heading 
back to bed.  

	“I like this.” Mac said wistfully snuggling into Harms arms.

	“What cuddling?” He whispered in her ear.

	“Partly, I like all of it, falling asleep in your arms completely 
satisfied, brushing our teeth together.  It’s all very domestic.  I even 
liked using the head with you in the same room.”

	“Okay, that last part was a little weird, but the rest I understand,”  
He was starting to drift off into sleep.

	“I love you Harm.”

	“I love you too.”

They both drifted off to sleep with smiles on their faces.


0500 Next Morning

	Harm was the first to wake-up.  His arms were wrapped around Mac from 
behind with her six pressed tightly against his morning erection.  Harm 
looked over at the clock and discovered they had an hour before they 
needed to get up.  He grinned knowing exactly how he wanted to spend that 
hour.  He looked down at her sleeping figure and couldn’t help the 
strong emotions which rose in his chest.  This is how he wanted to wake-up 
every morning, knowing she was his forever.  

           Making a decision, he slowly pulled away from her so he 
could get out of bed and walked over to his dresser.  He opened the bottom 
drawer and pulled out the little square box he’d had for over a year 
now.  He was at the jewelry store shopping for his mom’s birthday 
present. When he saw this ring he was assaulted with visions of brown eyes, 
endless banter, courtroom battles, and a smile that lit up a room.  
Before he knew what he was doing he had his credit card out telling the 
clerk what size it needed to be.  

	Harm walked back over to bed and crawled under the covers careful not 
to wake her.  Mac had rolled over on her back. Harm carefully pulled 
the covers down enough to reveal her breasts.  He took the ring and 
started dragging the princess cut diamond down her arm and back up again.  
	
	“Mac,” he said barely in a whisper.  She didn’t move.

	He drew the ring over to her chest and drew circles around her breast 
spiraling towards her nipple.  She sighed a little but still didn’t 
wake.  Harm then went to the other breast for the same treatment.  Mac 
started to stir and let out a soft moan.

	She slowly opened her eyes and smiled at him.  “I didn’t think squids 
got up this early.”
	
	“Only for a good cause.”  He bent down and kissed her.  When he pulled 
back he had a serious look on his face.  “Do you have any idea how much 
I love you?”

	“Probably as much as I love you Harm.”  She was still partly asleep.

	He gave her a smile.  “Good.  Marry me.”

	Mac’s eyes opened wide and she was fully awake this time.  “Did you 
just….”

	“Yes, marry me.”  He showed her the ring between his fingers.  
“Please.”

	Shocked, she took the ring with a shaky hand and looked up at him with 
tears in her eyes.  Sure this is what she wanted but she didn't think 
it would happen this fast.  She would have to grill him later about 
having an engagement ring laying the house.  “Yes, I’ll marry you.”

	Harm released the breathe he didn’t realize he was holding and kissed 
her with everything he had.  He pulled back enough to take the ring 
from her and put it on her finger.  They both had tears in their eyes and 
were smiling like idiots when they kissed again, this time not pulling 
back until they were both late for work.

The End