AND BABY MAKES 17

RABB HOME

"I still can't get over Webb being a father," Harm said.

"What's the big deal?" Mac asked. "Women get pregnant everyday."

"Oh I know, but Webb as a father," Harm said shaking his head.

"Harm, I am sure Webb is more than capable of handling it," Mac laughed.

"I know, but there will be a child out there calling him daddy," Harm replied.

"Yeah, and?" Mac asked.

"Being a father is a big step." Harm stated.

"He can handle it. The question remains though can you?" Mac asked.

"Mac, I am an officer in the United States Navy and I was a boy scout. I can handle anything," Harm announced.

"Oh really," Mac laughed. "So, if I was to say that the torpedo hit its target you could cope?"

"What torpedo?" Harm asked confused.

"What if I said you launched a missile and your aim was great?" Mac asked.

"Mac what are you talking about?" Harm asked.

"Harm, for someone who is so smart, you are really stupid." Mac laughed.

"Me, you're the one talking about torpedoes and missiles." Harm replied.

"Harm, think." Mac said rolling her eyes.

Harm sat there looking at Mac, he was clueless. Then it suddenly hit him.

"Oh don't tell me you have to handle that weapons case," Harm said. The means you are going to be gone for a few weeks."

"No Harm, I don't have to handle the weapons case," Mac sighed.

"Then what are you talking about?" Ham asked.

Mac sat down next to Harm and patted his hand.

"Harm, the rabbit died." Mac announced.

"Whose rabbit?" Harm asked.

"HARM!" Mac laughed. "I'm pregnant."

"You… you… you… I'm… I'm… I mean we're…" Harm stumbled.

"And you wonder why your objections aren't sustained." Mac laughed.

"This is great." Harm said jumping up. "We need to get ready. We need diapers, wait you put your feet up."

"Harm relax, we have about 6 months to go," Mac laughed. "Diapers can wait."

"I'm going to be a mother," Harm shouted excitedly.

"No, I think I'll handle the mother duties," Mac laughed. "You can be the daddy."

"I'm going to be a daddy," Harm stated. "I AM GOING TO BE A DADDY!"

"That's usually how it works." Mac smiled.

"So, can she hear me?" Harm said and put his mouth by Mac's stomach, "Hello."

"Would you calm down," Mac laughed.

"I love you." Harm said flopping onto the couch. "Thank you."

"Well, I didn't do it alone." Mac replied.

"When were you going to tell me?" Harm asked.

"I found out on the way home," Mac replied.

"So, what's next?" Harm asked.

"Dinner, I'm starving." Mac announced.

"Ok, you're eating for two now." Harm replied. "What does the baby want?"

"I couldn't tell you, but I want a burger." Mac stated.

"I'll go get you one," Harm said jumping up and going to the door.

"Harm, you might want to put shoes on," Mac laughed. "Would you come here and sit down?"

"You have no idea how happy I am right now." Harm announced.

"I think I do," Mac smiled. "But Harm, right now we need to keep our promise to Sam."

"I know," Harm said. "I'll make dinner you pull the files."

GALINDEZ HOME

"Gunny, are you home?" Ashlyn asked walking in and laying on the couch.

"Right here baby," Gunny called from the kitchen.

"How was your day?" Ashlyn asked.

"Interesting, Sam came by," Gunny stated.

"Another column?" Ashlyn asked taking off her shoes. "Rub my feet, please."

"Sort of," Gunny said obliging her. "She really misses Clay."

"I know, and she won't talk about it," Ashlyn replied. "And right now I don't want to talk about Sam."

"Some best friend," Gunny laughed.

"That feels good," Ashlyn said closing her eyes.

"Sam mentioned that she was pregnant." Gunny said casually.

"That's nice," Ashlyn replied.

"Doc, did you hear what I said." Gunny asked.

"Yeah, you said Sam was preg…" Ashlyn stopped. "Are you kidding?"

"Nope," Gunny smiled.

"How far along?" Ashlyn asked.

"I think she said about 8 weeks." Gunny replied.

"She did it again," Ashlyn stated. "Well she is not delivering first."

"What are you talking about?" Gunny asked.

"Victor, for as long as I can remember, Sam has done everything first." Ashlyn said. "She got her college acceptance letters first, she had a boyfriend first, she lost her virginity first, and she drank before I did. Hell she's even ahead of me in the alphabet."

"I know all that, what's this about delivering first?" Gunny asked.

"Oh, that." Ashlyn laughed. "You said she was about 8 weeks pregnant, which means 32 more weeks before delivery."

"Medical school really paid off there Ash," Gunny teased.

Oh hush," Ashlyn laughed. "I figure 30 weeks is sooner. So I'll be first."

"Well that would make sense." Gunny said and went to the kitchen.

"Glad you think so," Ashlyn called after him.

"It's simple math baby. Forty weeks of pregnancy, if you are 8 weeks pregnant that means you will deliver in about 32 weeks. And if you have 30 weeks left it means you are about 10 weeks…"

The next thing Ashlyn heard was a crash coming from the kitchen. She jumped up and ran inside. There was her Marine, the love of her life passed out cold on the floor.

"Gunny!" Ashlyn shouted. "Victor, wake up."

"What happened?" Gunny asked as he came to.

"By the looks of it you fainted." Ashlyn giggled.

"Marines do not faint, we fall asleep fast." Gunny announced.

"Ok, it looks like you fell asleep really fast," Ashlyn laughed.

"How long have you known?" Gunny asked.

"I found about two weeks ago." Ashlyn replied. "I didn't want to say anything until you knew if you were going to be transferred and deployed."

"Thank you," Gunny smiled.

"Are you okay?" Ashlyn asked.

"I'm perfect." Gunny smiled and then started laughing.

"What's so funny?" Ashlyn asked.

"Another generation of troublemakers is on the way." Gunny laughed.

"Another generation of jarheads and spooks," Ashlyn replied.

"Hey, you think it will be a boy?" Gunny smiled.

"We can find out soon," Ashlyn said, "Do you want to?"

"I don't know, I kind of like the idea of a surprise." Gunny replied.

"Well then we won't find out." Ashlyn replied.

"On the other hand, if we know we can be better prepared." Gunny stated.

"Always the marine," Ashlyn laughed.

"So, does this mean it's okay to tell everyone?" Gunny asked.

"Yeah, of course," Ashlyn said. "You want to tell Jason don't you?"

"I want to tell everyone," Gunny said. "My mom is going flip."

"She's got other grandchildren, this isn't her first." Ashlyn replied.

"Yeah, but I'm her only son." Gunny smiled.

"Go call her," Ashlyn laughed and went to change.

While Gunny was on the cell phone with his parents, Sam called to share her news with Ashlyn. Although Sam was sure Gunny had already told her.

"Hi," Sam said. "I forgot to ask you to get my mail."

"Congratulations," Ashlyn smiled. "So, what did Clay say?"

"I haven't told him yet." Sam stated.

"Sam, what are you waiting for?"

"I don't know?" Sam groaned. "What's going on there?"

"Nothing much," Ashlyn giggled.

"What's going on?" Sam asked.

"Well, I finally did something first." Ashlyn announced.

"You're kidding?" Sam laughed. "You're pregnant too?"

"Yep and two weeks before you," Ashlyn said proudly.

"You realize ten years ago, we would not be this happy," Sam laughed.

"Do you remember that?" Ashlyn reminisced.

"Remember what, who is that?" Gunny asked walking in. "Mom said she loves you."

"Nothing," Ashlyn replied laughing and mouthed Sam.

"Oh come on, you guys do this all the time, tell me for once." Gunny begged.

"Sam can I tell Gunny the pregnancy scare story?" Ashlyn asked.

"Tell him to get on the extension," Sam replied.

"I'm on," Gunny said. "Now, tell me."

"Ten years ago I did a consumer article on pregnancy tests." Sam began. "So I bought a bunch of different brands and took them. How many were there?"

"I think you had about 15 of them." Ashlyn answered.

"Well, I have no idea what happened, but I was positive on more than half." Sam laughed. "I took the tests at different times and everything."

"So what happened?" Gunny asked.

"I had a baby Victor," Sam said sarcastically. "Haven't you seen little Sam running around?"

"Seriously, what happened?" Gunny sighed.

"Apparently, the pharmacy where I bought them had stored them in a location that was too warm or too cold or too high up, I don't know but all the tests were screwed up." Sam replied.

"That was the weirdest week," Ashlyn laughed. "She kept going back to the same store and buying the same tests."

"So, you weren't pregnant." Gunny asked.

"NO!" Both women shouted into the phone.

"Oh, ok I don't get it. What's so funny?" Gunny asked.

"Never mind Victor," Sam said rolling her eyes. "And you are having a kid?"

"Yeah, I am." Gunny said proudly, as though no man had accomplished this feat before.

"Listen, don't forget to get my mail. I have to go, my flight leaves in an hour," Sam said.

"I won't forget," Ashlyn replied. "Hey Sam, you guys have been married almost a year now. Don't you think you can call him Clay?"

"I don't know. I've never called him anything but Webb, unless you count jackass. Love you guys." Sam laughed and hung up.

"She's never going to change," Gunny laughed.

"She already has," Ashlyn smiled and kissed her husband.

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