Boomerang (The way I see it)
This does somewhat fallow the events in the episode, but I have changed some as well….It is VERY shipper style….This does not tie into any of my other stories….
* I do not own Jag (expect on DVD -but wish I did) or the characters just like to play with them*
0630 Local time
Rabb Residence
North of Union Station
Harm was woken up from his peaceful sleep by the sounds coming from the baby monitor beside the bed, he moved very slowly as not to wake up the sleeping Marine next to him. He made his way down the stairs to the little room off to the side where their 6 week old little son was now awake in his crib.
"Shhh little H you don't want to wake up mommy just yet, even though I know what you want. We have to still be very quiet and wake her up very carefully. Last time daddy snuck up on mommy he got a black eye."
Harm pickup up the baby and headed back to his and Mac's bedroom. Having walked up the stairs he was surprised to find Mac awake sitting upright in bed.
"I was just wondering what was taking you two so long. –Achoo-"
"Were you going to send, out a search party for us? "…Harm laughed.. "You know Mac you should go see about the cold?"
"I'm fine Harm, now give me my son so I can -Achoo- feed him.. "
Harm smirked at his wife's stubbornness and handed over little Harm to her. Mac lifted up her tank top so little Harm could easily latch onto her breast; once she was happy that he was sucking away she turned her attention back to Harm. He was taking their uniforms out of the closet. Harm turned around to see Mac staring at him.
" Like what you, see Marine?"
"You know I -Achoo- do Sailor."
He walked to sit down beside her on the bed, he started to kiss her ear lobe and make his way down her neck. Mac made a moaning sound.
"If you keep this up Sailor-Achoo-we want make it into work."
"Who says I want to make it to work today, maybe I want to play hooky and spend the day with my wife and son."
"As nice as that sounds -Achoo- we both know that's impossible .The Admiral would make us -Achoo- both walk the plank. Did you bring a burp cloth with you?"
" Now that was a mood killer, but no. I'll go get you a towel. "
"Thank you sweetie -Achoo-..."
Harm walked back into the bedroom towel in hand.
He stated to get into his uniform when Mac got up off the bed she started to head down the stairs but was stopped by a pair of arms around her waist.
"Let me take him and get him ready while you get ready deal?"
"Sounds good to -Achoo- me."
Harm took the baby from Mac and headed to his room to change him and put him in winter cloths. He Settled for a flannel sleeper with colorful little airplanes on it a matching hat and hand warmers. He wrapped him up in a large flannel blanket also with airplanes on it .And laid him his carrier
He packed his bag with every he would need for the day, picked up the carrier and bag and walked out just as Mac was standing in the kitchen holding out a cup of coffee to him. Harm sat the baby on the counter and took the coffee from his smiling wife .She walked over to him, placing her warm hands on his bare chest under his open uniform top .She ran her hands up and down his torso, Harm moaned at her touch.
"I think someone needs to finish getting ready."
"Keep it up Marine and the only place we are headed is up to that bed."
Mac reached one of her hands around to his six and smacked him.
Harm jumped," what was that for?"
"That my dear husband -Achoo- was for the mark you left on me from earlier."
Harm raised his hands in defeat. "I know when I'm licked, I'm goanna go get my jacket."
Mac turned and looked at her son, "That my little boy is how we -Achoo- handle your father."
"I heard that "( Harm echoed from the bedroom )
Harm walked down the stairs with their coats, covers and briefcases in hand.
"Alright let's get moving traffic is goanna be murder today."
0815 Local time
JAG Headquarters
Falls Church, Virginia
"Good Morning Sir Ma'am," Lt Bud Robert said as he walked towards Harm and Mac.
"Morning Bud you look a little flushed you ok? " Harm asked…
"Well Sir I had a run in so to speak with an 18 wheeler on my way in. And to add to that I have the snow chains on my tires and I still couldn't move fast. Then a scary thought passed through my mind, I saw little A.J's life pass before my eyes. "
Mac's eyes got wide ... "Oh my gosh Bud you had the baby with you? " Still somewhat confused, by Bud's statement.
"No Ma'am but when I thought I was goanna be road kill, he was all I could think about. I saw his first day of school, playing high school football, Graduating from Annapolis, I saw it all."
Mac looked at Bud…." You know what I would have had the same -Achoo- thoughts about little Harm." "Gesundheit Ma'am …" Bud added.
"Thank you I don't think I'm going to make it through this winter without getting pneumonia." Mac sniffled..
"Sure you will sweetie I'll keep you nice and warm." Harm said his best flyboy grin on his face.
"Ha-ha -Achoo- "Mac let out a breath.
They were headed for their offices when the Gunny stopped them, "Sirs, Ma'am The Admiral needs to see all of you ASAP. If I may I can take coats, covers and cases."
"And baby -Achoo- please Gunny." Mac add..
"Yes Ma'am I can take Junior as well."
"Um.. Gunny, do you know what this is about?" Harm asked.
"Don't know for sure Commander, but Commander Brumby called this morning from Australia." Gunny placed their coats, covers and cases on an empty desk.
"Gunny here is his -Achoo-bag.".. Mac hand little Harm's bag to the Gunny.
"Gesundheit Ma'am," Gunny, hand Mac a box of Tissue.
Harm had a sickening thought; this can't be good it's been over a year since he left. He can't still be hung up on Mac. Well I guess it's possible I've been hung up on her for over 5 yrs. Mac was as displeased as Harm looked about this news. Harm lead the three of them to the Admirals office, commenting under his breath. "Mans like a boomerang."
Gunny looked down to the sleeping baby on his desk. "Just you and me, now junior."
Admirals Chegwidden's Office
Harm knocked on the door, "Enter", came from the other side. The three officers walked in and stood at attention in front of the Admirals desk.
"Commander Rabb, Colonel Rabb & Lt Roberts reporting as ordered sir."
The Admiral looked up and said.
"At ease take a seat all of you. During the Vietnam war the USS Chicago made a port of call in Sydney, one of our sailor's was murdered while there .Apparently the Assies now have apprehended a suspect in the case. A seaman who's been, UA from the Royal Australian Navy, for the past 28 yrs.
"Well sir there no is statue of imitations on murder", Harm added.
"No Commander there's not,( The Admiral continued.) Commander Brumby has asked for our help"
"Our help how with forensics' sir? "..Harm asked, knowing they would need to prove murder.
"No, Commander evidently the suspect refuses to talk until he can talk to a JAG officer."
"So says Commander –Achoo- Brumby sir."
"You have reason to think otherwise Colonel?" The Admiral asked.
"Sir he has been trying to come up with reasons to get me to Australia since he left."
"This is news to me Mac." Harm looked at his wife. She in turn patted his leg.
"Sir He email's me the air and water temp in Sydney." Mac added
The Admiral had a far off look in his eye, "That's right it's summer down under."
"Sir I've been getting post cards of the beaches"
"If I recall there're topless." The Admiral added as he drifted farther away.
"WOW" Bud added.
"Sir I never thought he would pull a –Achoo- stunt like this when he left over a year ago."
"He didn't Colonel." The Admiral told Mac
"What Sir!" Mac said with a somewhat surprised look on her face.
"He asked for Commander Rabb and Lt Roberts, Lt make sure you play favorite nations with Commander Brumby when you make flight and hotel arrangements, Dismissed people.
The three turned and walked out of the Admiral's office. Harm thought about this for a min, and decided he would have some fun with his wife.
"So what hotel was Mic going to put you up at?"
"Not another word –Achoo- about this Rabb!"
"I'm sorry honey it's just you didn't tell me Mic had been emailing you, sending you post cards."
"And the reason is simple it does not –Achoo- mean anything to me, now move so I –Ahcoo- can go get my son from the Gunny."
Mac walked over to the Gunny and picked up little Harm and headed into her office, slamming the door behind her.
"She's pretty upset isn't she Sir." Bud said as he looked at Harm.
"Yeah Bud she is, don't worry I will go talk to her." Harm braced himself for the wrath of a pissed of Marine.
Mac was holding little Harm in her arms, walking in front of her desk when Harm walked in. She turned to look at her husband.
"It's not far Harm, we could have both gone, and taken, little Harm with us."
"Think about sweetheart what would we have done, with him while we have to work .So are we going to talk about Brumby emailing and sending you postcards?"
"It's nothing you need to worry about, besides you're cute when you're jealous. Bottom line I go home to you, your arms and your bed, not his not now not ever."
Harm smiled "Tell you what; I'll get a really good tan just for you!"
"Ok fine but not on a-Achoo- topless beach, understand Flyboy. And also you can't –Achoo-kill Brumby understand?"
"I make no promise there." Harm said as he pulled Mac into his arms and started to kiss her. Little Harm started crying at being stuck between his parents. Harm pulled back some and placed his hand on his sons little back rubbing it.
Mac looked up at Harm. "Hurry back home to us, we will miss you."
"And I will miss you guys as well, take good care of mommy buddy." Harm told his son as he left Mac's office to head to what he hopes would be a short trip to the land down under.
