Harm awoke to the sound of Mac walking through the kitchen. He could hear
pots boiling and frying pans steaming. The aroma of bacon and eggs, and
pancakes assaulted his senses. Mac turned off the oven and walked into his
bedroom.
"Good morning sleepyhead," She said brightly.
"Hey," He said groggily. "How long have I been asleep?" He asked.
"Thirty-six hours- eleven minutes- and seventeen, no, eighteen seconds," She said.
"Wow, no wonder I'm groggy," He said. He sat up and leaned against the backboard.
"Well, I contemplated waking you, but you looked so cute. So unlike what you are when your conscious," She said with a smirk. He grunted.
"What day is it?" He asked.
"Thursday," She said.
"Why aren't we at work?" He asked, his forehead creased.
"Because you have pneumonia, and I was granted leave to make sure you don't die on us," Mac said.
"Oh yeah. I forgot about that," He said. Mac laughed at how out-of-it he was. She had never seen him this off of his game before.
"Yeah, well don't worry about it. You'll be back to your old self soon enough. Are you hungry? You haven't eaten more than crackers in three days," She said.
"A little," He conceded.
"Let me get you some breakfast," She said. He nodded in agreement and she left the room. A couple minutes later she re-entered with a tray of food in her hands.
"Here you go. Do you have more strength than you did a few days ago?" She asked.
"Yeah, I can probably dress myself now," He said with a cocky smile.
"Good, because your beginning to stink again," She said. She placed the tray on his lap and handed him a fork.
"Don't over do it, you haven't eaten in two days, so you might get sick if you eat too much," She said. He just nodded and too a fork-full of eggs.
"I wish I could say this is good, but my taste buds aren't back to working order yet," He said. She smiled ruefully.
"Don't worry about, I already eat, and I know those are the best eggs this side of- the nearest egg laying chicken farm, in the country," She finished. This earned a laugh form Harm.
"I'll take your word for it," He said.
"You better, never argue with this marine about food," She said.
"Oh, I wouldn't say that, I'm not particularly fond of beltway burgers-" He began, but Mac cut him off.
"Beltway burgers are the greatest gift of modern day cuisine since the invention of ice cream Commander Rabb. And don't you forget it," She said with mock seriousness.
"Whatever you say," He said, with out even a hint of seriousness.
"Watch it Rabb, until the doctor says you are aloud to stay home by yourself again, you are at the mercy of this marine, understand?" She jokingly asked.
"Yes ma'am," He said. He attempted a salute, but failed miserably.
"I don't know what I see in you squid," She said.
"I do," He answered. She smiled at him. He pushed the tray aside and pulled her down on top of him. She responded by kissing him lightly.
"I'm not partial to catching pneumonia," She said once they broke the kiss.
"Are you going to let that stop you?" He asked with a smirk. She just smiled at him and kissed him again.
"Not yet Harm. When your healthy again, we'll see where situations like these take us. Until then though, I don't want to get sick," she said. She got up off of him and was about to leave when he caught her arm.
"Now I have even more incentive to get better," He said. She smiled back at him and left the room.
"Good morning sleepyhead," She said brightly.
"Hey," He said groggily. "How long have I been asleep?" He asked.
"Thirty-six hours- eleven minutes- and seventeen, no, eighteen seconds," She said.
"Wow, no wonder I'm groggy," He said. He sat up and leaned against the backboard.
"Well, I contemplated waking you, but you looked so cute. So unlike what you are when your conscious," She said with a smirk. He grunted.
"What day is it?" He asked.
"Thursday," She said.
"Why aren't we at work?" He asked, his forehead creased.
"Because you have pneumonia, and I was granted leave to make sure you don't die on us," Mac said.
"Oh yeah. I forgot about that," He said. Mac laughed at how out-of-it he was. She had never seen him this off of his game before.
"Yeah, well don't worry about it. You'll be back to your old self soon enough. Are you hungry? You haven't eaten more than crackers in three days," She said.
"A little," He conceded.
"Let me get you some breakfast," She said. He nodded in agreement and she left the room. A couple minutes later she re-entered with a tray of food in her hands.
"Here you go. Do you have more strength than you did a few days ago?" She asked.
"Yeah, I can probably dress myself now," He said with a cocky smile.
"Good, because your beginning to stink again," She said. She placed the tray on his lap and handed him a fork.
"Don't over do it, you haven't eaten in two days, so you might get sick if you eat too much," She said. He just nodded and too a fork-full of eggs.
"I wish I could say this is good, but my taste buds aren't back to working order yet," He said. She smiled ruefully.
"Don't worry about, I already eat, and I know those are the best eggs this side of- the nearest egg laying chicken farm, in the country," She finished. This earned a laugh form Harm.
"I'll take your word for it," He said.
"You better, never argue with this marine about food," She said.
"Oh, I wouldn't say that, I'm not particularly fond of beltway burgers-" He began, but Mac cut him off.
"Beltway burgers are the greatest gift of modern day cuisine since the invention of ice cream Commander Rabb. And don't you forget it," She said with mock seriousness.
"Whatever you say," He said, with out even a hint of seriousness.
"Watch it Rabb, until the doctor says you are aloud to stay home by yourself again, you are at the mercy of this marine, understand?" She jokingly asked.
"Yes ma'am," He said. He attempted a salute, but failed miserably.
"I don't know what I see in you squid," She said.
"I do," He answered. She smiled at him. He pushed the tray aside and pulled her down on top of him. She responded by kissing him lightly.
"I'm not partial to catching pneumonia," She said once they broke the kiss.
"Are you going to let that stop you?" He asked with a smirk. She just smiled at him and kissed him again.
"Not yet Harm. When your healthy again, we'll see where situations like these take us. Until then though, I don't want to get sick," she said. She got up off of him and was about to leave when he caught her arm.
"Now I have even more incentive to get better," He said. She smiled back at him and left the room.