Intrigued . . . A flashfic on "Merry Little Christmas"

by Dancer

 

Disclaimer: The characters are DPB's. The conversation is mine.

Feedback:  dancersgrace@mail.com

 

Author’s Notes:  The following vignette is meant to take place just after the conclusion of the episode.

 

 

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Conversation in Harm's car on the way home:

Mattie: "Who's Webb?"

Harm: "Ah, that's Mac boyfriend."

Mattie: "Really?"

Harm (reluctantly): "Yeah."

Mattie sat and thought about it for a minute
Mattie: "Is his name 'Clay?'"

Harm: "How did you know?"

Mattie: "She called him on the way over here." Mattie rolled her eyes and groaned, "I'm her errand."

At that, a small smile crept across Harm's lips.
Harm: "Don't feel bad, Mattie. If you're her errand, so am I. I'm just glad she found the time."

Mattie (suddenly defensive): "Oh, so am I, it's just that . . . "

Harm: "What? You can tell me."

Mattie: "Well, it didn't sound like much of a date to me. I mean, she said she'd meet him and all, but it sounded more like an appointment - like she was getting her teeth cleaned or meeting the delivery guy at the airport."

Harm (intrigued): "Oh, yeah?"

Mattie: "Yeah, and they argued some, too."

Harm: "How do you know that?"

Mattie: "Cause when she put the phone down, she looked kind of mad and muttered something about him being a jerk."

Harm: "Is that so?"

Mattie: "Yeah."

Harm: "Probably just a minor spat."

Mattie: "If you say so. What is she to you, anyway?"

Harm took a minute trying to come up with an answer that didn't incriminate him, but in the end, he settled for a stock reply.
Harm: "A friend."

Mattie watched the expression on his face change when he said that.
Mattie: "Must be a pretty good friend."

Still lost in thought, Harm murmured softly, "You have no idea."



And in the dark, Harm let his heart smile.



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