Name: Time To Think 



Author name: Christie Blotnicky (cblotnicky@yahoo.ca…
feedback is always welcomed and  



appreciated. Good or bad, it’s all good J) 



Rating: PG 13 



Spoilers: None  



Disclaimer: All normal disclaimers apply 



Summary: This is a very short little ficlet of how I
think Harm and Mac will finally tell each other how
they feel 



Harm and Mac were sitting in Harm’s apartment in utter
silence. Neither wanted to say anything for fear of
hurting each other by yelling, or being hurt.  



Mac had come over for dinner, an event, which hadn’t
happened in far too long for both of their tastes. Mac
had suggested it, but the reason was different from
what Harm was led to believe. Instead of the two
friends playful banter and conversation about work, he
was in store for a potentially life altering night. 



Mac had asked for a transfer to Quantico. 



Harm sat, contemplating what to do next. They had
spent much of the night yelling at each other over the
fact, and now he was too exhausted and upset to say
much of anything. Mac was the first to break the
silence. 



“Talk to me, Harm,” She pleaded. He looked up at her.
His blue orbs were dark and solemn. She could see in
them his despair 



“Why?” He asked quietly. 



“Because I need to know what your thinking.” 



“I’m thinking, I just lost my best friend,” He said.
He looked down at his hands and fought back the hot
tears, which stung his eyes.  



“Harm, I told you before and I’ll tell you again,
you’re never going to lose me,” Mac pleaded with him
to understand. He looked up at her, his gaze meeting
hers. 



“I already have,” He said. He dropped his gaze again.
Mac hesitated before responding. 



“This is hard on me too, Harm,” She said, immediately
kicking herself for her poor choice in words. His
fiery gaze caught hers. Anger welled in him. 



‘This was all your decision Mac. If it’s so hard on
you why the hell would you do it?” He asked. His voice
rose again. 



“Because I need to get away,” Mac said, matching his
tone. 



“Away form what, Mac? Work? Home? Me?” He asked, his
voice never lowered. 



“No!” 



“Then what Mac, why the hell are you always so god
damn cryptic with me?”  



“Why are you being so difficult?”  



“Because the woman I’m in love with is leaving,” He
yelled. He hadn’t even realized he said it. Mac’s
furious face contorted into a sad one. 



“What?” She asked, in a whisper. He yelled again. 



“I said because the woman I’m in love with-“ He
stopped suddenly realizing what he said. Contemplating
it quickly, he continued, his voice soft, matching her
whisper. 



“The woman I’m in love with is leaving,” He said. He
stared into her eyes as he said this. 



“Who is she, Harm?” Mac asked, still not believing the
words he had just spoken. 



“You, Sarah,” He said in a pained whisper. 



“Why did it take so long?”  



“Because sometimes it takes losing something to
realize what was right in front of you the whole
time,” he said. 



“I’m cryptic?” She asked. Despite the circumstances,
she smiled. 



“You were always there, and now I’m losing you, and I
cant do anything to stop it but pray,” he said. A tear
fell out of his eye. Mac wiped it away. 



“I’m sorry, Harm,” She whispered. She turned and
walked towards the door. 



“Mac,” He said. She turned and looked at him, holding
back her own tears. 



“Do you love me?” He asked, his voice cracked.  



“You know the answer to that.”  



“I need to hear it from you.” 



“Yes,” She said. 



“Say the words,” he begged. 



“I love you,” She whispered, just loud enough for him
to hear. 



“Then why are you still leaving?” 



“Because I need to clear my head. I need to get away
from you, to find out why I love you,” She said.  



“Are you coming back?” 



“Someday.” 



“I’ll wait for you until forever ends,” He said, his
voice cracked again. He fought back the sobs, which
threatened to overwhelm him. 



“Don’t, Harm. I want you to be happy,” She said
simply. 



“I wont be happy unless I’m with you, Sarah,” He said.
She smiled sadly. 



“Goodbye, Harm,” She said. She got to the door and
turned. 



“I think it will be easier if you don’t follow me.
Bye,” She said. She turned and left the apartment
closing the door with a quiet click behind her. 



“For now,” he whispered. He walked to his window just
in time to see her pull out of the parking lot and
drive away. 



He walked into his bedroom and collapsed onto the bed.
He stared up at the ceiling and prayed, as he told Mac
he would. 



“God, I don’t know if you can hear me, but I need you
now. Please bring Sarah back to me; I love her with my
heart and my soul. Please keep her safe wherever she
goes and don’t let her forget me. Amen,” He said.
Silent tears fell down his already wet cheeks. He
didn’t move from his position, he was too forlorn to
move even to change out of his uniform. He fell asleep
in his place, on the bed. Alone.  



The End