Author: Nancy
Disclaimer: JAG and characters do not belong to me. This is purely
for entertainment
Classification: PG
Category: H/M humor (I hope)
Summary: Harm and Mac tie the knot in a very unexpected way. I hope
you enjoy this. It's just for fun. I posted this sometime last year
and have
been asked to repost it. This occurs before Mac moves her ring from
her
right hand to her left. Yep Mic and Renee are still around.
PART 3
Mac's Apartment
Later that evening
Knock, knock, knock
"Oh Mic," I figured after our lunch date fiasco he would be on the first flight back to Australia.
He invites himself in and looks at me with pleading eyes, "Sarah, I had to hear it from you." He waits....
"Mic, its not what everyone thinks..." I begin only to be captured in a hug that crushes me to his chest.
"Oh Sarah, I knew it wasn't true. You and Rabb didn't get married."
Silence
"Sarah?"
"Well, Mic yes...no...yes we did," I squeak.
He pushes me back, and that same look of disbelief I'd seen earlier reappears.
I nervously begin playing with THE ring on my left finger until I notice him wincing. "Sarah, I could never get you to put my engagement ring on that finger, but Rabb managed to put a wedding ring on it," he responds weakly.
"Mic, the wedding wasn't our idea."
He frowns in confusion.
"The Smithfield sheriff thought it was a good idea." Boy, did that sound lame.
Mic draws up and steps into his prosecutor mode. "And just what made this sheriff think this was a good idea?"
I feel the heat creeping up my neck..my mouth feels dry as the words will not come.
"Answer me honestly Sarah...The night I called and asked you what you were doing...you said you were wrapped up in a quilt in front of a cozy fire." He pauses, but his eyes refuse to break their hold on mine.
"Yea."
"Were you with him?"
Hesitantly I respond, "Yea." I know I am going to be convicted with no chance for appeal. I hold my breath before the next question seals my fate.
"What were you wearing under that quilt?" His arms folded tightly across his chest.
I smile sheepishly, "Nothing.... but."
He turns and storms towards the door.
"We had two quilts." I finish, and the door slams.
"I guess this means you want your engagement ring back." I say softly to the door.
..............
Harm's apartment
About the same time
Knock, knock, knock
"Renee?!"
She pushes past me and stands near the sofa, arms crossed.
"I need an explanation."
"Renee, you're going to find this hard to believe."
"Actually, I don't"
"You don't?" This confuses me.
She rolls her eyes and sits stiffly on my sofa. Eyebrows raised waiting for my response.
I sit at the opposite end of the sofa and take a deep breath. Here goes nothing. I recount the events leading up to the wedding pausing to evaluate Renee's response. Her expression is unreadable. Then I finish off with the wedding.
Before I can explain anymore, she snaps, "I may be blonde, but I'm not stupid! You are right about one thing. I find this hard to believe, in fact, I find this story so incredible. I plan to personally write, direct and produce it as a TV MOVIE OF THE WEEK!" she adds as she slams the door behind her.
That went well...not.
******
Mac's Apartment
Same night, just later
I stand looking at her door debating whether to knock or not. Just as I raise my hand she opens the door.
"Mac?! I think we need to talk.... Were you going somewhere?"
"No, Jingo let me know someone was at the door, and I looked through my peep hole and saw you. Come on in." I'm thankful she is still speaking to me.
She directs me towards the sofa, and we sit facing each other in silence for a few minutes, while I gather my thoughts.
She started, "I checked with the attorney general's office. The marriage license is legal. We can apply for an annulment, but it will take at least six weeks to be processed... I'm sorry I gave you poor legal advice." She looks away sadly. "I guess you feel betrayed too."
"I don't feel betrayed, Sarah. Why would you say that? We are in this together." I am confused by her feelings. I hate to see her sad.
"Well, Mic came by earlier. He was really angry when he left. I don't think he believes what happened. Besides, I got the impression he was more disappointed that he lost some sort of contest with you."
I laugh weakly. "Renee dropped by also. Let's just say our life story will be on a TV movie of the week, and it will not be pretty.... Bud said Mic and Renee where pretty chummy when they left at lunch. Maybe we can send them on an all expenses paid trip to the Sleepy Hollow Motel and Cafe," I add sarcastically.
She actually smiles, and I see a glimmer of amusement in her large warm brown eyes. "I guess we have been through a lot together, this is just not our usual predicament."
I smile, "We can't even blame Webb for this one."
I reach out and take her hand in mine. "Sarah, I know you always have dreamed of that someone special proposing, a beautiful wedding like Harriet's and Bud's and a romantic honeymoon. This was just a circus, but I don't want you to think..." I gather my courage.
"Think what?" she asks gently.
"Think that I don't care for you. I have something to confess." I look down at our hands. I then reach and gently tug at the wedding ring on my finger which I remove rather easily. "It came off this morning when I got up, the swelling in my fingers was gone."
She looks bewildered. "Harm, you mean you didn't have to walk into JAG headquarters wearing your wedding band....no one would have suspected anything." She looks up in realization. I look away waiting for her to unload all of that jarhead anger at me for messing up her life.
She reaches up and touches my face, and I see tears running down her cheeks. I feel so badly for hurting her. I look down afraid to see her eyes, "I'm sorry Sarah, I just wasn't ready to give you up.... I love you Sarah."
Her head nods forward so that her forehead is touching mine. She smiles and looks rather sheepishly at me,"Harm, I think you need to know something." She pulls at the wedding band on her left finger and removes it. "Shampoo, last night. I guess we were thinking the same thoughts."
"No proposal, shotgun wedding, second hand rings, bummer of a honeymoon, I guess this would make a great story to tell our grandchildren." I say softly.
"Say that again," she has now moved into my arms. "Say the part about our grandchildren."
"You like that." My voice is very husky as I move to close the distance between our lips. The kiss was like a drink of cool water on a hot dry day. It was the kiss we had been waiting to share for too long.
She pulls back from our kiss and takes my face in her hands, "My dreams had nothing to do with a wedding, but of a marriage. I always dreamed of marrying a good man that I love with all my heart and having a life that we build together."
I gaze in her eyes seeing only truth, "And I have dreamed of spending an eternity.... with just you." Finally the words that I had held inside for so many years were said.
The next kiss was full of passion and desire. And our desires became our needs. I lifted her and took her into the bedroom where we, joined together in holy matrimony indeed became as one. Our love was sweet and passionate and when we broke away we held each other into the night.
"Harm,"
"Yea,"
"You know the honeymoon isn't really over."
"I hope it never is.... You know it amazes me how things work out when you're not trying."
"Harm"
"Yea"
"One more thing?"
"Yea"
"Can we discuss that obey part of the wedding vows?"
"You're the one who said everything was legal."
"Cute."
.........
Earlier that same evening
JAG HQ
"Admiral, a Sheriff Winston Smithfield is on the line."
"Thank you Tiner, I'll take the call in my office."
"Hello."
"Cousin Albert, how did everything work out?"
The End.... for now
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