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Date Posted: 21:10:49 03/01/05 Tue
Author: James
Subject: High Voltage

Disclaimer: I don't own JAG or its characters.

As Harm and Mac had left the courtroom one afternoon they were
discussing with an easy banter the guilt or innocence of Harm's
client.

With a smile Mac said, "Harm, forget about it; you'll never get a deal
out of me. Your client is as guilty as the day is long, and you know
it."

"Come on Mac, gimme a break."

Under her breath Mac said, "I'll give ya a break."

"What was that, Colonel?"

"Nothing." As Mac walked over to the filing cabinet to put away the
files in her hand, Harm still thought he had a shot of trying to get
his deal. And as he put his briefcase on her desk and turned around to
give his "argument," Mac had just shut the filing cabinet and turned
to go over to her desk, and they both ran right into each other. To
help her keep her balance, Harm's hands went immediately to Mac's
waist, and her hands ended up on his chest.

And all they could do was stare.

And breathing was completely out of the question.

And as Mac started to back away, Harm's hands tightened around her waist.

In a low voice Harm said, "Mac, instead of backing away from this
lightning bolt that keeps popping up whenever we are together, why
don't we do something about it?"

Still unable to breathe, and in shock that this whole "thing" was
happening right now, she whispered, "Like what?"

He lowered his head to hers and replied just as softly, "Turn up the voltage."

Then he kissed her, not caring that they were in the middle of Mac's
office, in the middle of the day, with the blinds to her office open,
and that everyone had stopped to watch.

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