Loved the reviews, keep it up!

canuck: well, here is the next and last part.

Jagaddict: it doesn't make completely sense, I agree. This is the watered down version of the fic, the original was much more graphic and in that one there was a pretty good explanation for why the break room. That version was more about lust, sex and the thrill of the danger of being caught; while this one is about love, so in that one they were doing it in the break room for the thrill. Had I changed the location as well then I would've had to scrap this fic and write a completely new one.

JAG Marines: next time please post a valid email address. When I responded to your review I received a notification that it doesn't exist. Unless it's 'kgirl' and not 'kgurl'...

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Soon they reached their peak and together tumbled over into the abyss, Jen's inner muscles clenching around Harm strongly, while his member pulsated with mighty efforts and kept shooting that live-giving fluid deep into her womb. Their screams of completion were muffled as Jen bit her fist and Harm bit the smooth, delicious shoulder that he had somehow bared, which strenghtened Jen's orgasm ten-fold. Finally sated they slumped forward, Harm's heavy body resting on Jen's.

They stayed like that for about two seconds, Harm allowing himself one short kiss on the nape of her neck, before he gently pulled out of her. Jen issued a whimper of protest at feeling him leave her body, but knew it had to be done. She resolved then that that night, after making love again, she wouldn't let him pull out and would wake up still joined with him, even if she had to tie their lower bodies together.

She then grabbed something out of her purse that was on the counter, extended the hand behind herself and quickly inserted the tampon, so that there would be no leakage (if she would walk around with sperm sliding down her legs it would be pretty obvious what she'd done just minutes ago), before getting back in order.

Only then did Jen straighten up and, after checking out the door if no-one was headed their way, quickly kissed Harm.

Then they both removed their wedding bands, that they'd put on their fingers immediately upon entering the break room. If they'd been discovered they would've been discovered as a husband and wife making love, not an officer and enlisted having a meaningless screw, with the enlisted perhaps doing that for some gain in her career. They would've thus stand before their CO and the judge as a married couple, two people joined in union of hearts, minds and bodies, presenting a united front as they'd vowed during their wedding. Harm took her ring from her hands and put it on her dog tags chain, then returned the chain to it's place around her neck and Jen did the same for him.

Their marriage was the most carefully guarded secret in the country and would be so until a few months after Jen's enlistment was up, which would be in a month. She was actually already on her terminal leave, and had visited the office just to pick up the last of her stuff, and Harm would take his retirement after his 20 were up in Spring 2005. Until then they would hide their relationship, because Harm could get courts-martialled otherwise. Even though he'd repeatedly told her that she, their marriage, everything they had, was worth getting court-martialled over, Jen didn't want him to be punished, didn't want his long, very distinguished service in the Navy end that way, in disgrace, for doing nothing more but following his feelings.

They'd gotten married in secret a month ago, with only Harm's parents and the JoP present. By then they'd been together for 5 months and, even though it'd seemed too hurried, they'd decided after a long, very very long, talk that it was the right and good thing to do.

They'd known each other for over 2 years by then, had been dating for 5 months, lived in close quarters for 2 months and knew each other better than they'd ever known anybody else.

His secret, dormant feelings for Jen, and the woman herself, were the reason why he'd managed to get over the kill blow Mac had delivered to their relationship and almost to his heart. His heart knew, even though his head didn't at the time, that it had let go of Mac a while ago and now another brown eyed brunette lived there.

Had he still been in love with Mac, he wouldn't have been able to move on, and would've continued to pine for her for years.

Thankfully a young, spunky woman had entered his life at the right time, turning it around completely and stealthily stealing his heart in the process.

The realization that this amazing, compassionate, loving, tender, giving and warm woman loved him had stupefied him when he'd first found out and when they'd made slow, tender love for the first time that night he knew he was finally complete. She completed him, SHE was his other half.

His renewed commission had had him scared, of what would happen to them, what if someone found out,... but his faith in them, in their relationship had stopped him from making a hasty decision and, to his amazement, their renewed professional situation didn't cause problems for them, in fact it had even made them stronger.

Because their relationship had already survived quite a few situations that would've killed other relationships, and two very big, clear and present dangers to it from the outside, the regs and Mac, they'd realized that marriage couldn't endanger it, only make it even stronger.

Who would've thought during those last days of December 2001 that the meeting between two people from two different life spectrums would lead to them tying the knot, bonding for life, committing themselves to each other for life and even starting a family.

They'd decided only this month that they would start trying to get pregnant, so the timing of her leaving the Navy had a considerable role in the timing. By now she was off the active duty roster already, and as such no longer the subject to fraternization regulations. If she'd gotten pregnant from today's session she wouldn't be showing before her terminal leave was up. And because they'd decided to start a family they had to take advantage of her most fertile times, which unfortunately ended up being during the work week. They would've preferred the fertile time being during the weekend more.

But the risk had made it only all the more intense and, as they parted ways, each going to their own office, they made a silent promise to each other to make tonight more about making love than making a baby.

However that didn't mean that they wouldn't be happy if they'd conceived from today's... events.

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When Jen showed Harm her final discharge papers a month later, something fell out of them.

As Harm bent down to pick it up, his eyes grew wide at what he held in his hand.

A plastic stick with a blue plus sign in the window.

In Jen's misty eyes and teary smile he found the confirmation he sought and, with a shout of delight, he picked her up, kissed the living daylights out of her, and carried her off to their bedroom, where they kept celebrating the arrival of the newest addition to their family late into the night.

They were in trouble all right, in trouble of the sweetest kind and they couldn't wait to experience more of such trouble together for the rest of their life.

Together, side by side.

Where they belonged.

THE END

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