Colonel Sarah MacKenzie Rabb looked down at the object in her hand and gasped, "Oh my god! HARM!"
"Sar, everything okay?" Harm asked running from the kitchen where he was cooking breakfast.
Mac showed him the stick with two pink lines, still shocked.
"You're pregnant?!"
"That's what it says."
Harm wrapped his arms around Mac and kissed her.
"I'm pregnant...oh my god...is this really happening?" Mac asked herself.
"Mhmm. We're having a baby, Sar. A little Rabb."
Mac wrapped her arms around Harm and cried tears of happiness and shock. She never expected she'd be able conceive especially naturally with her advanced endometriosis.
"I need to make a doctor's appointment. What if I've harmed the baby, I've been so busy with work and-" She began rambling as the shock wore off and Harm cut her off by kissing her.
"Hey, one thing at a time. Go make an appointment."
"Okay."
"I love you, Sarah."
"I love you too, Harm." Mac smiled this was the fairy tale she'd always wanted.