Chapter 50

Friday, July 04, 2003

2200 EST

Roberts' home

Falls Church, Virginia

Clayton Webb could hardly wait to get Sarah alone to ask her about what he thought he saw in her eyes when she was holding baby Zee. When they were leaving the Roberts', Clay could not contain his excitement. Standing next to his car, he turned and asked, "Sarah, are we pregnant?"

She just loved the way he asked that! "Yes, we are!"

He fell to his knees in front of her and placed a tender kiss on her belly, "Hello, baby, I'm your daddy."

Mac looked down at him and it hit her anew how much she truly loved this man. Before she could say anything though, Harm and Meredith came out of the house.

"I thought you had already proposed and been accepted, Webb?" Harm teased, when he saw the spy on his knees.

"Mind your own business, Flyboy!" Mac told him.

Webb stood and helped her into the car as Harm and Meredith watched. "So you really are pleased?" she asked, when they were in the car.

"More than you can ever know, Sarah. Mother will have to scale back on the elaborate wedding plans. I want us to be married before the baby is born!"

"Could we be married at her house? It's so lovely and has so much room."

"I think that would please her to no end. Thank you for understanding how important she is in my life, Sarah."

"Clay, I'm glad she is! My parents were nothing much to brag about and I'm happy our baby will have at least one grandparent to spoil him or her."

"I can't wait to see the look in her face when we tell her she is going to be a grandmother! Do you have a preference to a girl or boy?" he asked.

Mac smiled at him, "Well I guess I do believe in the old cliché 'As long as it's healthy', but I would really like a little Clayton Jr." She glanced down at her still flat tummy, and placing her hand over it, imagined what their son might look like.

"Well I want a daughter that looks just like her mommy and has her spunk too!"

"Then I guess we'll just have to keep having babies till we get at least one of each," she teased.

"Sounds like a plan to me!" Clay agreed.

In Harm's Car.

"Harmmy, when I get these casts off, what would you think if I dyed my hair blonde?"

"What? Why, Merry?" Harm exclaimed.

"Well, I know how much you like blondes…."

"Merry that was my past. I fell in love with you for who you are, not the color of your hair. There is nothing I want to change about you except your name!" Harm told her with his cocky grin.

"Meredith Rabb…I like the sound of that. Are you really sure about the blonde hair, Harmmy? I think I would look great as a blonde."

"Well, if you really want to Merry. You're right you would look great as a blonde!"

"Super! Okay then as soon as the casts come off I'll dye my hair blonde! Now what kind of wedding do you want to have, Harm?"

"Something simple, I think, that doesn't take to long to arrange. How about the Academy Chapel with Reverend Turner presiding?"

"That sounds nice. Oh! And can we have the crossed swords that we walk under when we come out?"

Grinning at her eagerness, Harm agreed that they could do that.

To be continued…..