A/N - I decided to continue this from chapter 29...

Rabb Apartment

North of Union Station

Same night

Mac stood just thinking about what Harm had just said, she was now very curious as to where her lovely husband had hidden his drawing. Suddenly it dawned her he had called her "Sweet-thing" he had only called her that once before, and that was when he had fallen out of Admiral Chegwidden's chair, hitting his head on the floor. ( he would later tell her about the visions he had of her)

Making her way through the apartment, she started looking around. Trying to think like Harm would think. Just standing in the middle of the of the room ( between the living room and dining room ) she really had no clue where to begin to look. In the meantime Harm poked his head out of Rosie's room,( after he had put her bed )watching his wife scanning the apartment. He decided to sneak up behind her, wrapping his arms around her waist, placing his lips next to her ear. "It's not in here."

She turned in his arms; "Really? Than where is at?"

"Not so fast, I've been saving it for a special occasion."

"Special Occasion? How long have you had this?"

"A while."

He now had her Curiosity peeked. "Harmon Rabb Jr just what have you done"Taking her by the hand, he lead them both up bedroom and lead Mac over to the bed. She took a seat watching her husband, he peaked into Tommy's crib ( just making sure he is good and asleep). After that he made his way to the back of the bedroom, Mac turned on the bed following him with her eyes, as he re-emerged she took notice of the frame in his hand. It was a rather large one, she guessed maybe 11x14 in size.

She watched as stoped briefly to look over the contents of the frame. Than he started walking again not stoping till he reached Mac. He just and looked at his wife. Mac stood up and looked into his loving blue eyes. She placed her hand on his. "There's no rush; if you're not ready..."

"No; I'm ready. I've waited to long to give this too you." He placed the frame in her hands. Mac gasped as she took in his detailed art work. She ran her hand over the drawing; remembering this day in full detail.

It was at the San Diego JAG picnic, she had barely started to show. Harm had walked up behind her wrapping his arms around her, placing his hands on the tiny baby bump. They where both so happy that day. They had no idea that in less than a week the bottom would fall out of their perfect world.

"Harm this is... oh it's so.." Tears where now running down Mac face.

"Baby I didn't mean to upset you."

"You didn't; I haven't thought about this time in our lives in so long. I've just been trying to pretend it didn't happen."

"Thinking about our life was what held me together while I was at sea. I would get glimpses of what it might have been like. This day kept flashing in my mind. Till one night I just started to doodle, and this came from it. I never thought I'd get the chance to give it to you."

Mac laid the artwork down on the bed. Took his hands in hers. "Everything led us back to each other, we now have everything we wanted. We have each other and our 2 beautiful children. All and all I'd say in the end it's worked out. As usual we just went about the long way."

Harm squinted his eyes; "You know we need to stop doing that, I'm getting to old."

"Nonsense your not that old Rabb."

"You say that now, wait till I reach 60..."

"That's a ways away; besides I know you'll still look the same. One hot Navy Admrial."

Harm pulled back; "You think I'm hot?"

"Well yes! After all I'm your wife. Plus I love your six." She said as she swatted it. "Now Admrial I'm in need of your hands. You can use your magic hands on me in that bath tub." she started removing her clothes as she walked towards the bathroom,leaving Harm just standing and watching. A few minutes later she pooped her head out. "Well Rabb what are you waiting for?"

Wiggling his eye brows; "on my way sweetthing."