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�I know I was angry enough, hurt enough, to pull the trigger. Holbarth killed Diane in cold blood because she was going to hurt his career. Diane was the first person other that mom and Gran that I trusted enough to share anything with. She never took any of my crap and could give as good as she got. We had this� on again off again relationship through the Academy� but we always stayed friends even during the �off again� times. She was always there for me� and when I unzipped that body bag two years ago� I realized that I would never get the chance to be there for her in return.�

�I�m sure you were there for her, even if you didn�t know it, Harm,� Mac said gently.
Harm sighed deeply. �I hope so.�

�Hey,� Mac said, gently prodding Harm�s shoulder, �I know first hand that you�re always there for the people you care about. It took me years to admit to Uncle Matt that drinking was a mistake. You got me to realize that I wasn�t just hurting myself in about two seconds flat. When you told me I was a mean drunk� I don�t think I ever really thought about what I said to the people I love when I drink. Part of that might be because it�s hard to think when your pink elephants are seeing pink elephants, but I can�t just blame that on the alcohol. I don�t know if you meant to snap me out of my self-destructive patterns with that comment or not, but you did. I haven�t even felt the desire for a drink since then. That�s something I haven�t been able to say since I was about fourteen.�

Mac leaned over and wrapped her arms around Harm�s shoulders. �I didn�t even get the chance to thank you for that. With everything with Coster� well, thank you, Harm.�

�You�re welcome,� Harm said softly, returning her embrace.

They held each other for a few minutes before he pulled back and looked at her carefully, deciding that maybe it was the right time after all.

�Mac, there�s something I did lie to you about tonight,� Harm said.

�Besides having a letter in your apartment to show me?� Mac asked with a frown. Harm looked down at his hands, contrite. Mac reached out with icy fingers and tilted his chin up, forcing him to look her in the eyes. �Hey, none of that. It�s okay, really. I understand why you took off like you did. I would have appreciated it if you would have let me get my umbrella from your apartment first, but I still understand why you took off. I probably would have done the same thing in your situation.� Harm smiled softly, but it didn�t quite reach his eyes. �You said you lied to me about something tonight,� Mac prodded gently before grabbing a tissue to blow her nose again. She was thankful that she didn't sound like a moron anymore, but she still wished the cold would go away.
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