Rating: GS
Spoilers: Anything after A Tangled Webb will do, I guess...especially H&F and H&F 2.
Disclaimer: Not mine...never will be, but I wish I owned DJE. The song "Walking After You" does not belong to me, it belongs to The Foo Fighters.
Summary: What if Mac went back to Webb?
AN: No, Mac did not take Webb back...whew. LOL. Totally my doing to add some drama. Sorry if I confused anybody. Sorry for any mistakes.
Archive: Just ask, please.
Mac's Apartment
Georgetown, Washington
Mac was enthralled by the words and combination of sentences in the Danielle Steel novel when suddenly she was startled by a knock on her door. Who could that be? Clay was away on an assignment and she wasn't expecting anybody...especially at this time.
She curiously went to the door. `What is he doing here...at this time?' She thought to herself. She hesitantly opened the door for Harm. She was afraid to let him in, not because she felt threatened, but because she wasn't willing to argue or go through any drama right now...she was getting enough of that from the novel.
The door swung open and Harm just stood there...motionless. He wasn't sure what to do. Should he smile? Frown? Hug her? Apologize for coming so late? He just wasn't sure. He decided to combine some of those.
He smiled. "I'm sorry I'm here so late." He held out some chocolate ice cream for her.
"Well, you made up for it with this." She smiled as she took it from his hand. "Come in."
Harm stepped in, nervous about being in her apartment. He hadn't been over here to talk with her and hang out in a long while. It was like foreign territory to him. He waited for Mac to come back from the kitchen with two spoons for them.
"So?what brings you to my place at this time Harmon Rabb?" She walked over to the couch with Harm close behind. She dug into the chocolate ice cream.
He cleared his throat. "Well..." He took his spoon and dug into the ice cream as well. "I miss spending some down time with my best friend. I figured since you're too busy to take a few minutes off for me...I should take some off for you." Mac frowned.
Oops. Maybe he had said too much. "I miss you, too. And I am sorry that I don't have as much time to just relax with you." She took another spoon full.
"Mac...I...um...I know that lately things haven't been going so hot with us, but I think that it's time to get passed whatever issues we have."
"What? What issues?" Mac asked credulously.
"Mac, it's obvious that things have changed between us ever since Paraguay. And we have been putting off whatever consequences arose from it all for far too long. Don't you think?" He set his spoon down as Mac followed.
She didn't want to look into his eyes so she looked at the carpet beneath her feet.
He hooked his index finger under her chin and tilted her face so he could look into her eyes. "Mac...I just miss the way we were. I miss everything we were moving towards."
"What were we heading towards, Harm?" She asked angrily. Tears threatening to fall.
"I thought we were moving toward some kind of relationship." He smiled nervously. "You don't think so?"
"I would love to think so, Harm. I did think so for a while...until I realized that you would never make a move because you didn't want to jeopardize our friendship."
"I'm willing to now, Mac. I will jeopardize my career if that's what it takes."
"It's too late Harm." She turned her head away and stood up.
Harm followed her and stood behind her. "Why? Because of Clay? Is there really something there?"
"I think so."
"You think so?" Harm asked in disbelief. "Mac, come on. The man is away more than he is here with you. You can't call that a relationship. You can't honestly tell me that you think there's anything there."
Mac swung herself around to come face to face with him. "Don't claim to know what is or isn't there Harmon Rabb! You have no idea of what you have when it's right in front of your face or biting you on the ass."
"What the hell is that supposed to mean?" He got closer.
"Nothing! Just go Harm before we both say things we will regret later."
"What else is there to say? I think that you have made your point. I wanted to believe that you were wrong in Paraguay, Mac. I really did."
Harm walked out of her apartment. She closed the door as she was overcome by the tears that by now were cascading down her face with no sign of stopping.
"So did I Harm. So did I." She said as she leaned her forehead on the wood.
Right after Mac closed the door, Harm walked back to it and placed his palm on it. He was about to leave when he heard her sobs and her voice. He knew that she was wrong, she was just afraid to let her heart lead the way. But he would make her see. He would.
TBC...