AN: Okay, here's the last chapter! I'm warning now, this chapter is VERY M RATED! NOT ONE FOR THE KIDS!! Hope you guys have enjoyed this...It has been one of my more...'out there' stories, but I figure that if a fanfic writer doesn't challenge her/himself, then there's no chance of improving one's skills. As always, thanks so much for the great reviews! And thanks go to my excellent beta-reader, Annette, for tolerating all of my crazy musings! Enjoy!

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Part 25

"C'mon little man," Harm urged his son, gently, "Give Mom and Dad a break, just for this one evening…You're usually fast asleep by now. Why not tonight, huh? You know that your Mommy and I have plans, don't you?"

Mac came in to let Harm know that Mattie was fast asleep.

"No joy with this one?" she asked.

"Nope…Think he knows that he's interrupting! Maybe he wants our attention all for himself?"

"Maybe," Mac smiled, moving to take Dominic from Harm while asking, "How about if Mommy tries to get this little one to sleep, huh? Maybe a little snack will lull him into the land of dreams."

"Are you hungry, Mac?" Harm automatically went to give Mac some privacy, "I could get us something to eat…"

"Actually, I'm not," Mac shook her head, adding, "and unless you are, I'd actually like you to stay…If that's okay with you, that is…"

"Yeah," Harm couldn't help but smile, "I'd like to…Are you sure?"

"Yeah, I'm sure," Mac held Dominic in one arm, as she undid the buttons of her shirt.

"Let me help you with that…" Harm hastened to her side and helped her out of the blouse, stroking her soft skin as he did so.

"Let's get comfortable on the bed," Mac suggested and Harm helped her get settled down with Dominic, before making his way around the bed to sit beside them.

"He looks hungry," Harm noted, watching as his son looked around, seemingly searching for his lunch.

Mac got the supplimenter all set up and removed the panel in her nursing bra to get the supplimeter tube taped in place. Harm kept quiet while she did what she needed to, but it was for her own comfort, not indicative of any lack of his own. He wanted to tell her that he'd never seen anything so incredibly beautiful in his life. And as she lifted Dominic to her breast and got him latched on, Harm thought his heart was going to beat right out of his chest.

"Does it hurt you, when he's feeding?" he asked, curiously.

"If he's latched on right, no, but he's been known give me a nip or two," Mac chuckled, "The supplimenter makes sure he gets enough so that he doesn't feel the need to start chewing or anything."

Harm winced and lifted a hand to stroke the back of her neck.

"Is this okay?" he asked quickly, not sure if she liked being touched while she was feeding the baby; she was no doubt very sensitive and Harm was sensitive to what she might be feeling.

"Yeah," Mac smiled at his thoughtfulness, "that's okay… I actually like it…Mmm, those muscles get kinda sore…It's been such a long day."

Harm softly rubbed and kneaded the tense muscles, feeling them relax under his careful manipulations, trying to convey as much of his love in the actions as he could.

"It's so great to get him home, each day," Harm added, looking back to their son, "Mattie too…It really feels like a family household once all of us are home…"

"I'm so glad you decided to stay," Mac confessed to him softly, her eyes glistening with unshed tears.

"I couldn't leave you," Harm told her, "Even partially-packing that suitcase hurt so much. I was trying to find anything else that needed to be done rather than carrying on packing. That's why I began to check the mail…I meant what I said; I love you, Mac and I love our kids…There's nothing I want more than to be with you guys…"

"I love you too, Harm," Mac's eyes caught with his and they smiled beamingly at each other before she lifted her face to his, as he dropped a kiss to her lips.

What was meant to be a short, controlled but heartfelt kiss became drawn-out, passionate and nothing short of toe-curling.

Knowing that now was hardly the time to start something, Harm pulled away, but cradled and caressed Mac's cheek within his gentle palm, so that she knew just how cherished she was. She cuddled into his side, so Harm wrapped his arms around her and Dominic, effectively holding them both in his arms.

Harm and Mac actually watched Dominic in silence for over an hour and a half, after he stopped feeding and drifted off the sleep. Finally, Mac lifted him away, passing him to Harm so he could settle their boy into his crib. She sorted her clothes again, though Harm reminded her, with hungry kisses to her neck that he didn't intend on leaving them in place for much longer. Taking her hand, he led her into his room, where they made short work of clearing all of his clothes and belongings off the bed, though they didn't have the patience to put them away into the drawers and cupboards. They had far more pressing matters to take care of!

Harm smoothed his hands over each inch of her skin that he uncovered, murmuring words of love, as Mac ran her fingers up through the short hair at the back of his neck, over and over again. They both were covered with goose-bumps; their skin hyper-sensitive in their super-aroused state.

Harm picked her up in his arms and lifted her onto the center of his bed, going to check that the lock was engaged on the door before coming back and lying beside her, instantly taking her into his arms as she crawled to him. Her mouth opened compliantly and her tongue mated with his, each of them savoring the taste of the other.

"Can I…Are you too sensitive?" Harm asked, encompassing her belly with his palms, wanting so much to slide them upwards.

"No, go on," Mac urged him, thrusting herself into his hands as he slid them over her.

He began to slide his fingers under the material of her maternity bra, but she halted him.

"No…just…Leave it on…just for now…"

He went back to his delicious ministrations as per her request. She seemed to be enjoying it just fine this way, so it didn't bother Harm in the least.

After turning her gently, to face away from him, he molded his body around hers, while his lips and mouth were feasting on her neck and shoulders. Who would have thought that he, a vegetarian, would develop such a hunger for her soft, firm skin?!

Pretty soon, it was not enough for Mac. She wriggled around in his arms, lifting and locking her own around his neck, her legs wrapping around his waist, rocking against him in a rhythm that matched his own from the very first.

"Oh, Sarah!" he growled.

"Oh Harm," she moaned, "I'm…I'm getting so…"

"It's okay, Honey," he assure her, "we'll just grab a towel…"

"That wasn't what I meant…Though I think we will need that towel, too…"

Indeed, Mac's bra was getting a bit soggy. Harm leaned over the edge of the bed to grab a towel off the floor.

"Let's get this off you," he suggested, moving to undo the clasp at the back of the garment.

Shucking it off, Mac dropped it to the side of the bed, before returning to Harm's arms. He gently patted her dry with the soft towel, mindful to be gentle on her sensitive skin. The sensation was certainly noticed and Mac was soon fervently kissing Harm again, with renewed passion. Harm worked his way out of his pants, before welcoming Mac's weight on top of him. Now he was just down to his boxers and with the towel at hand, she seemed much more comfortable with allowing him access to her beautiful body.

"Just tell me if it gets too much…" Harm requested. A groan and Mac's writhing against him indicated that the sensations he was rending were glorious.

"Oh, Mac…I just…I have to know…"

Harm he dropped his hand downward, rubbing circles over her lower ribcage, down her stomach and further south from there.

Mac gasped as she felt the gentleness of his fingers.

"Yes," Mac virtually hiccupped, as he found the perfect rhythm, "Just there…Just like that!"

Since had found a pattern that worked particularly well for her, Harm kept it up, keeping the tempo steady. He was rewarded and amazed by her enthusiastic response and that of her body.

He saw Mac's concern out of the corner of is eyes, but urged her, "It's okay, don't worry about it, Baby…Just let go and enjoy yourself…"

"But…" Mac fretted only for another second or two, before Harm's skilled fingers cast her worries to the wind.

"Yes, Sarah, yes…That's it," Harm smiled as he saw from Mac's clouded eyes that she was close to climax and he wanted to bring that to her, "Come for me, Sweetheart…"

Without further encouragement, Harm felt her whole body tensed against him and his upper chest felt a trickling sensation down his chest.

Mac panted, as the aftershocks shot through her body and Harm didn't stop his gentle stroking until the last tremor had left her body and her muscles finally relaxed.

At first, she could only stare at the sight of Harm's soggy chest hair in silence and for a minute, Harm was dreading that Mac would withdraw from him, again. But she thought about what Harriet had told her about such potentially embarrassing situations.

"Sarah, Honey…" he began, before Mac cut him off with a grin.

"What, you expect me to have the presence of mind to warn you when you're doing that to me?" She laughed, "What did you expect me to say? Duck?"

"Take cover," Harm corrected, laughing himself, before pulling Mac to him and thoroughly ravishing her, amidst giggles and laughter.

"My God," Harm exclaimed when their tickles yielded to heavy passion, once more and he couldn't help nudging his hips against hers, "I've never seen such a fine example of the amazing female form in my life…"

"Flattery will get you everywhere, Flyboy," Mac purred against his ear, kneading his buttocks beneath his boxer shorts, "Oh Harm…It's time…"

Helping him to push the last restriction away, Mac pushed forward to take him within her, nuzzling his face with hers at the sensation of them becoming one.

"Yes!" She exclaimed, her eyes reflexively drifting shut, while Harm was gritting his teeth, so he wouldn't lose it before they'd both had much time to enjoy it.

"You're so amazing!" he marveled, capturing her mouth in a wet, lustful kiss.

Indeed, Mac did feel like an amazing woman. She had a family, a position of power in her workplace and now a partner who made her feel more alive than she ever had in the whole of her life.

"You're the one who helps me to feel so amazing," she told him, in an intimate whisper, "You're my other half, you complete me…I don't ever want to stop doing this with you…"

"I'll do this with you until the day we die, as long as that's what you want," he promised her.

They were perfectly synchronized and both knew that this was a good indicator that their fate was intertwined.

"You and me?" she smiled, drowsy with the feel-good hormones, staring deeply into his blue eyes, just like he was doing with hers, "Forever?"

"Forever," Harm confirmed, "Wherever our journey may take us…"

When the world around them splintered into pieces, they clung to each other, safe in the knowledge that whatever life would bring them, along their journey, they would face it head-on, together.

FIN