Author: Nancy
Disclaimer: I don't own JAG or it's characters. This is purely for
entertainment
Classification: H/M Humor
Category: Harm and Mac angst/romance
Summary: This is a continuation from 'When You're Not Trying' and
Necessary Adjustments' It's baby time!
Seven months later
JAG Headquarters
Harm, Harriet and the Admiral stood in the JAG breakroom...
"The first trimester is 'Harm stay away. Your aftershave makes me want to throw up.' The second trimester, 'I look fat, and it's all your fault.' Now the third trimester, 'My back hurts, my feet hurt, nothing I own fits..and why don't you take me dancing anymore?'" Harm sighed and shook his head after responding to Harriet's question, "How's the Colonel dealing with pregnancy, Sir?"
Meanwhile Mac made her way into JAG HQ to meet Harm for lunch. She waited impatiently at the elevator fanning herself. Two sailors stood behind her also waiting, "Did you see the wide berth on her?" "She certainly carries a heavy load...."
Mac turned around seething with indignation, "Attention!"
The two surprised sailors jerked to attention.
"I should have you two thrown in the brig until the next century for speaking disrespectfully about an officer...For your information, I am not carrying a wide load, but a child! I expect to be shown the respect due an officer. Do you understand?" Mac spat in anger.
"Yes, Ma'am!" Both sailors responded looking afraid and confused.
Mac entered the elevator and punched the up button that closed the door. Her anger was still evident.
Lt. Bud Roberts had witnessed the outburst and looked to the sailors for an explanation.
"Sir, PO Moore and I were just assigned to the USS Frigate Smithton out of Norfolk...We were discussing the cargo load of the Smithton." One of the shaken sailors nervously explained.
Bud smiled in understanding, "Dismissed." Then he hurried up the stairs arriving on the second level just in time to see Colonel Sarah McKenzie-Rabb crying just outside the elevator and then retreat into the Ladies Room.
Bud found the Commander in the breakroom with the Admiral and Harriet. He awkwardly interrupted, "Commander...I believe you need to check on the Colonel."
"She's not in labor is she?" Harm's eyes grew wide and panicked.
"Oh no Sir, I think she's upset...She overheard two sailors talking about a heavy cargo load on their frigate, and she thought they were talking about her..She's locked herself in the Ladies' room." Bud carefully explained. Harriet winced, and the Admiral pretends to stir his coffee.
"I better go check on her," Harm half smiles and excuses himself.
Tap Tap Tap
"Mac...Sarah..Honey open the door please." Harm pleaded to the door.
"Go away!"
"I can't do that. What's wrong?" Harm asks gently as people walk by giving him rather strange looks.
"I'm fat!"
"You're pregnant"
"I'm still fat.... I have a wide berth." She began to cry. Harm's forehead leans against the door.
"Honey, those sailors were talking about a frigate." He spoke soothingly.
"Now you think I'm a frigate." She cried. Harm knew he was loosing. He thought how best to respond to his very pregnant Marine wife....
"No Sarah, if I compared you to anything it would be an F 14...because like it you're powerful, smart and you take me where I'm the happiest."
The door lock clicked open. Harm slowly entered and found Mac sniffling back tears. He reached for a tissue and dried her tears.
She looked at him with big brown crocodile eyes, "Do you think I'm pretty?"
"I think you're beautiful." He cupped her chin in his hand.
"Why don't we go dancing anymore?" She pouted.
"I guess I'm just not doing my job." He spoke softly.
"You're job?" She looked confused.
"Keeping my beautiful wife happy." He smiled.
She smiled back and placed her head on his chest.
"I guess I better get with it. Right Marine?"
Meanwhile back at the breakroom
"The Colonel's emotions have been on a roller coaster lately." The Admiral comments to his junior officers.
"Well at least the Commander doesn't sport any injuries as a result." Harriet giggled recalling the Admiral's experience when his wife was pregnant. She had hit him on the head with a small appliance inflicting a wound that required stitches and left a scar.
"Well none that we can see." The Admiral responded dryly and returned to his office.....
****
Later that evening
Rabb Home
Mac entered her home tired and frustrated. 'How could I have made such a fool of myself' she thought as she replayed the day's events in her mind. She dropped her briefcase on the foyer table and kicked off her shoes. Her thoughts were interrupted as she noticed the lights were low but bright enough to see the little silver candy kisses that made a path towards the bedroom. Soft music floated throughout the house. Her jacket and cover were placed next to the Naval jacket and cover on the coat rack.
She smiled knowing her sailor was up to something as she followed the trail of kisses into the bedroom and further into the master bath.
The bath was glowing from numerous candles that provided the only light. The bath tub was filled with warm fragrant water that shimmered from the reflection of floating candles. Her bath robe lay on a stool along with a new black lacy satin gown. She picked up the silky fabric and caressed it against her face inhaling the soft scent of her favorite perfume. Soft music filled the surroundings with sweet romantic lyrics.
Piece by piece her clothing dropped to the floor. Ripples traveled across the water's surface as she slid into the warm fragrant oasis. Totally relaxed she allowed her senses to be massaged by this almost perfect setting. Only one thing was missing.....
He cautiously opened the door not wanting to disturb her and gazed upon her look of total contentment. Her eyes found his, and she smiled seductively, "Hey sailor, you sure know how to treat a girl right, well almost..."
The door opened all the way, and he began to disrobe. More ripples disturbed the shimmering water's surface as he joined her .....
He took her soap and began to gently rub her shoulders and back. Then he cupped his hands to dip water that slowly drizzled away the soap. She groaned in delight as he slowly continued to work his way down each part of her body. He stopped when he reached her rounded tight belly and placed light gentle kisses. Again their eyes met communicating the joy over the product of their shared love. When he finally reached her feet, he massaged each foot firmly with warm soapy fingers causing her to moan in pleasure. She remembered telling Harm how all she wanted was a good career, a good man and lots and lots of comfortable shoes. Well she decided that this would definitely be added to the list.
After the bath, she dressed in her new black satin gown that made her feel so feminine. Harm dressed in a soft cotton shirt buttoned halfway up and loose cotton slacks, both were barefooted. He then lead her back to the dining room where more candles were lit. She was assisted into her chair and instructed to wait while he prepared and served their plates which included her favorites and ice water that sparkled in wine glasses. A large glass of milk was also placed next to Mac's water.
Dinner was exceptional, but after dinner surpassed everything he had done for her so for. He placed a CD in the player and then returned to her taking her hand and leading her to the middle of the living room. The sweet soulful sound of Ray Charles singing "You Are So Beautiful..to Me..." brought tears to her eyes as they held each other and gently swayed to the music......"I love you Sarah."
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