Title - Dear Santa...it's Little AJ
Authors' Names - Michi and Carol or Carol and Michi
E-mail - Carol at Writestories315@yahoo.com and
Michi at catherinebellfan@gmx.de or mp111275@yahoo.de
Rating - PG
Spoilers - Everything, and nothing at all
Disclaimer - "Still don't own anything" - Michi "Damn. I was hoping one of us would by now." - Carol
Summary- Little AJ ask Santa for a very special Christmas gift.
Authors Notes-
Sometimes the funnest (I know its not a word) stories happen when your not trying. I'm not too big into the holidays, but Michi helped get me there this year. Thanks for the MV on this one, Michi. You're a blast to work with. - Carol
A big thanks to Carol, for letting me be the gum under her shoes once more. I'm glad to see, that she's still crazy enough to work with me. And I for sure had a lot of fun with her CV's. Hope you all will have the same fun. Enjoy! - Michi
Also, a big thanks from both of us to Kay for beta-ing this so quickly. - Michi and Carol
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Dear Santa...it's Little AJ - Part 1/11
Roberts Residence
Thursday November 27
Thanksgiving Day
3:34 PM
Mac hung up her cell phone. "Dammit."
"What's going on?" Harm asked as he stood behind her.
"That was the admiral, I'm going to Iraq. They need a lawyer who is a Farsi speaker, to go in with some of the troops." Mac told him.
"When do you leave?"
"The plane leaves Andrews in two hours. I need to go home and pack," Mac said in an unhappy tone.
Harm took one of her hands into his. "At least you got eat Thanksgiving dinner. Do you need a ride to Andrews?"
"No thanks. I'm being picked up," Mac said as AJ Roberts walked into the room.
"Can we play now, Auntie Mac?" AJ tugged on her skirt.
Mac kneeled down. "I can't, Honey. I've got to leave."
"Why?" AJ innocently asked.
"Work."
AJ looked at Harm. "Are you going too?"
"No, AJ. Just Aunt Mac," Harm told him.
"Oh." AJ said, dejectedly.
Mac looked down at AJ and his sad little face pulled at her heart strings. She kneeled down in front of him. "But I'm sure Uncle Harm would want to play with you."
Harm glanced down at Mac and AJ before quickly joining them. "Yeah, AJ. I'd be more than happy to play."
AJ pleading, looked at Mac. "But you promised, Aunt Mac."
"I know, AJ. But Uncle AJ called and I need to go," Mac gently told the boy.
AJ took a deep breath. "You'll come home right?"
"Of course. Now hug me before I tell your parents I have to leave," Mac kindly ordered AJ.
AJ quickly threw himself into Mac's arms, so quickly in fact Harm had to steady them. "I'll miss you, Aunt Mac."
"I'll miss you too, AJ," Mac whispered in his ear. "Now remember you need to be a good boy, so Santa will bring you your gifts."
"I know." AJ let go of Mac.
Mac and Harm stood up at the same time Bud and Harriet walked into the room. "Is everything okay?" Harriet asked.
"Aunt Mac has to leave," AJ reported.
"Was that Admiral Chegwidden?" Bud asked.
Mac shook her head. "I leave for Iraq in two hours. I actually need to get going now."
Harriet walked over and gave her friend a hug. "You be safe out there."
"I will, Harriet." Mac said as Harriet pulled out of the hug. Mac turned to Bud who gave her a sheepish look. "I'll be back, Bud. So try to keep Harm in line."
"Yes, Ma'am." Bud gave Mac a brief hug.
Harm placed his hand on Mac's back. "I'll walk you out."
"Thanks." Mac sadly smiled as they walked towards the coat-rack.
Bud, Harriet, and AJ stood by the door as they watched Harm and Mac walk towards her car.
"You'll water my plants?" Mac asked as she stood in front of the drivers side door.
"Of course. You'll call when you get there?" Harm answered and asked.
"I'll e-mail when I can."
Harm soulfully looked into her eyes. "When are you going to be home?"
"The Admiral said hopefully within the month. But we don't know for sure."
Harm leaned closer to her and softly kissed her lips. The kiss was short, but filled with enough in promise and emotion to make the falling November temperature feel pleasant. As he pulled back Mac slowly opened her eyes and gave Harm a questioning look. Harm smirked. "In case I don't get my mistletoe kiss on Christmas Eve."
Mac returned his smirk. "And what if you do get your kiss?"
"Then that was an extra."
Mac was about to say something but the sound of little feet running towards her caught her off guard. She looked behind Harm to see AJ running towards them at full steam. He reached them and threw himself in Mac's legs. Mac leaned down and picked him up. "Hey."
"I don't want you to go," AJ sobbed clutching Mac.
Mac's heart broke again as she gave Harm a pleading look. "I know. But I can't tell Uncle AJ no."
AJ lifted his head from her shoulder. "You'll be home by Christmas."
"I hope so," Mac softly whispered. "How about if you're the first guy I kiss under the mistletoe?"
AJ giggled. "Promise?"
"Promise," Mac said before she and the small boy shared an Eskimo kiss.
Mac handed AJ to Harm and got into her car before she could listen to the little voice in her head telling to do everything she wanted to do at that moment. AJ sat in Harm's arms until Mac's car reached the end of the driveway. Then he forced Harm to let go of him and he ran towards the road.
"AJ!!" Harm, Bud, and Harriet yelled after him before Harm took off running after the child.
AJ didn't listen, he reached the end of the driveway and waved at Mac's car as it maneuvered down the road. "Bye, Aunt Mac!! I love you!!" AJ yelled over and over again at the disappearing car.
Harm stood next to AJ until the car was out of sight. "Come on, AJ, lets go inside."
"No, Uncle Harm. I can still see red," AJ stated.
Harm glanced down the road and saw nothing but black top and barren trees. "She's gone, AJ. She'll be home later."
AJ waved a few move times, then he took Harm's hand and they walked towards the house.
End Part 1