Mac waited patiently at the airport for Harm's flight to get in. Tiner had
called her earlier to tell her the flight details knowing she had taken a
few days off.
"Well you're a sight for sore eyes."
"Harm." Mac swung round and hugged him tightly.
"Watch the ribs."
"Sorry." Mac stepped back to look at him. "What happened to you?" She asked as she saw the stitches on his head and a cast on his wrist. "Please don't tell me you crashed your plane and spent the last six weeks in hospital.
"No I fell down some stairs a couple of days ago. Fractured a small bone in my wrist, got a gash on my head and a few bruised a few ribs. I'll be fine. I've even got a doctor's note to prove it." Mac smiled. "Look at you, you got big while I was gone."
"That tends to happen when you're almost six months pregnant Commander."
"Funny. How is everyone?"
"They're all good." Harm yawned. "Sorry long flight not enough leg room you know the drill. I think I just need to crash for a few days."
"And I'll take you right home but we've got to make a stop first."
"Where?"
"Bethesda." Mac said as she unlocked the car door.
"There's nothing wrong is there?" Harm looked over the car roof at her.
"No. I got them to put the scan back until you got back. That's if you want to come. I mean I can drop you off first."
"Mac quit babbling. I'm coming."
"Good."
~ ~ ~ ~ ~
"Ah so you must be the daddy I've heard so much about. I'm Dr Freetown."
"Harmon Rabb." Harm shook the doctor's hand.
"So how have you been Mac?"
"Good thanks, no more nausea, and I've learned to sleep with someone kicking me in the stomach."
"Good. If you pull up you top we'll begin. By the way did you bring a tape?"
"Yes. Harm can you grab the tape out of my bag please?" Harm picked up the bag and took out a tape and handed it to the doctor.
"Did you want to know the sex?"
"Mac?" Harm asked.
"No, I think I'd rather have the surprise after the pain."
"Okay."
"You can see the spine there." The doctor pointed out " And there's the heart." There was a loud bang as Harm hit the floor. Mac couldn't help herself but start laughing. "I've had a few men faint at the birth but never during a scan."
"I don't suppose you have a camera?"
"Sure. Polaroid." The Doctor took out the camera and took a picture. She handed it to Mac and crouched down to wake Harm. Wakey wakey Commander."
"What happened?" Harm said groggily.
"You fainted. Follow my finger." Harm followed her instructions.
"Nice nose dive there Harm. What do you give him Doc a 4.6?" Mac bit her lip to contain the laughter.
"No it's at least 5.0." The doctor said before helping Harm to his feet. "I see that you've not damaged yourself, you didn't get a concussion when you hit your head before did you?"
"No. Just the gash." Harm replied blushing slightly.
"Look flyboy, why don't you wait outside? I'll show you the video later when your lying on the sofa so if you faint again."
"I didn't faint, Naval Officers don't faint they just fall asleep at inappropriate times and fall off a chairs." Harm corrected.
"Tell that to the Admiral who fainted last week when his granddaughter was born, or the Captain who fell so hard that he gave himself a nice concussion when his wife was still in labour."
"I'll wait outside." Harm left sheepishly.
"How did the photo come out?" Mac held it up for her to see. "Very good."
"Do you have a pen?" The doctor handed Mac a pen, who then preceded to scribbled the date and time on the photo. "For the baby book." She handed the pen back.
"Let's get this finished, then you can go home and talk to Harm about all the interesting things he's missed."
"I think he just wants to sleep. He's had a long flight."
"I'd rather he didn't for a few hours, just in case he has a concussion. I'll need you to keep an eye on him."
"I think I can manage that."
~ ~ ~ ~ ~
Harm's apartment.
"Are you calling for pizza or am I?" Harm said when he noticed the hungry look on Mac's face.
"You can. Just tell them I'll have my usual." She said as he grabbed the phone and dialled.
"And what would that be?"
"You'll have to wait and see. Now I'm going to the bathroom." She got up and left him to order the pizza.
Fourty minutes later.
Harm pulled a face when he saw the toppings on Mac's pizza.
"What? It tastes good." Mac took a bite out of a slice.
"What is it?" Harm wasn't sure he wanted to know."
"Ham - Pineapple - Ground Beef - Onion - Green Chilli - Tomato - Tuna - Anchovy - Sweetcorn - Chicken - Mushroom - Bacon - Pepperoni - Green Peppers - Olives - Sausage - Extra Cheese" Mac supplied.
"What did you buy the restaurant out of toppings?"
"I couldn't decide one night what topping to have so I had all of them. Do you want to try some?" She help out a piece, knowing that he wouldn't being a vegetarian, but she felt like annoying him anyway.
"No. I'll think I'll stick with my own thanks." Mac smiled.
"So where have you been the last six weeks?"
"I can't tell you it's classified."
"So you weren't just flying a plane around?" Mac pushed.
"Like I said it's classified." Mac dropped her slice of pizza back into the box.
"Give me your hand."
"Why?" He asked suspiciously.
"Because I've got a sudden craving for human flesh." She said sarcastically. "Because I thought you might like to feel the baby kick." He tentatively put out his hand and touched her stomach. Mac moved it to where the baby was kicking and kept her hand over his.
"That. I mean wow. Does it do that a lot?" He asked.
"Usually when I'm in court or trying to sleep. Little AJ gets fits of giggles when he feels it."
"I can see why. Did he ever finger-paint his cast?"
"He tried, but Bud stopped him. They ended finger-painting a border for his bedroom instead."
"Maybe he can finger-paint my cast the day before I have it taken off."
"How did you manage to fall down the stairs?"
"There was a leak in the roof and a puddle collected and I happened to slip on it and fell down some stairs."
"You should watch where you're going."
"Thanks for that great advice Marine, something I never thought of before."
"I should go, I've kept you up for long enough and I need to get some sleep anyway."
"You don't have too."
"Harm, you needed to sleep when you got back, I'm sure you don't have concussion and I need to go home to my bed and my pile of pillows. I'll see you tomorrow."
"Okay. But call me when you get home."
"I will night flyboy."
"Goodnight Marine."
"Well you're a sight for sore eyes."
"Harm." Mac swung round and hugged him tightly.
"Watch the ribs."
"Sorry." Mac stepped back to look at him. "What happened to you?" She asked as she saw the stitches on his head and a cast on his wrist. "Please don't tell me you crashed your plane and spent the last six weeks in hospital.
"No I fell down some stairs a couple of days ago. Fractured a small bone in my wrist, got a gash on my head and a few bruised a few ribs. I'll be fine. I've even got a doctor's note to prove it." Mac smiled. "Look at you, you got big while I was gone."
"That tends to happen when you're almost six months pregnant Commander."
"Funny. How is everyone?"
"They're all good." Harm yawned. "Sorry long flight not enough leg room you know the drill. I think I just need to crash for a few days."
"And I'll take you right home but we've got to make a stop first."
"Where?"
"Bethesda." Mac said as she unlocked the car door.
"There's nothing wrong is there?" Harm looked over the car roof at her.
"No. I got them to put the scan back until you got back. That's if you want to come. I mean I can drop you off first."
"Mac quit babbling. I'm coming."
"Good."
~ ~ ~ ~ ~
"Ah so you must be the daddy I've heard so much about. I'm Dr Freetown."
"Harmon Rabb." Harm shook the doctor's hand.
"So how have you been Mac?"
"Good thanks, no more nausea, and I've learned to sleep with someone kicking me in the stomach."
"Good. If you pull up you top we'll begin. By the way did you bring a tape?"
"Yes. Harm can you grab the tape out of my bag please?" Harm picked up the bag and took out a tape and handed it to the doctor.
"Did you want to know the sex?"
"Mac?" Harm asked.
"No, I think I'd rather have the surprise after the pain."
"Okay."
"You can see the spine there." The doctor pointed out " And there's the heart." There was a loud bang as Harm hit the floor. Mac couldn't help herself but start laughing. "I've had a few men faint at the birth but never during a scan."
"I don't suppose you have a camera?"
"Sure. Polaroid." The Doctor took out the camera and took a picture. She handed it to Mac and crouched down to wake Harm. Wakey wakey Commander."
"What happened?" Harm said groggily.
"You fainted. Follow my finger." Harm followed her instructions.
"Nice nose dive there Harm. What do you give him Doc a 4.6?" Mac bit her lip to contain the laughter.
"No it's at least 5.0." The doctor said before helping Harm to his feet. "I see that you've not damaged yourself, you didn't get a concussion when you hit your head before did you?"
"No. Just the gash." Harm replied blushing slightly.
"Look flyboy, why don't you wait outside? I'll show you the video later when your lying on the sofa so if you faint again."
"I didn't faint, Naval Officers don't faint they just fall asleep at inappropriate times and fall off a chairs." Harm corrected.
"Tell that to the Admiral who fainted last week when his granddaughter was born, or the Captain who fell so hard that he gave himself a nice concussion when his wife was still in labour."
"I'll wait outside." Harm left sheepishly.
"How did the photo come out?" Mac held it up for her to see. "Very good."
"Do you have a pen?" The doctor handed Mac a pen, who then preceded to scribbled the date and time on the photo. "For the baby book." She handed the pen back.
"Let's get this finished, then you can go home and talk to Harm about all the interesting things he's missed."
"I think he just wants to sleep. He's had a long flight."
"I'd rather he didn't for a few hours, just in case he has a concussion. I'll need you to keep an eye on him."
"I think I can manage that."
~ ~ ~ ~ ~
Harm's apartment.
"Are you calling for pizza or am I?" Harm said when he noticed the hungry look on Mac's face.
"You can. Just tell them I'll have my usual." She said as he grabbed the phone and dialled.
"And what would that be?"
"You'll have to wait and see. Now I'm going to the bathroom." She got up and left him to order the pizza.
Fourty minutes later.
Harm pulled a face when he saw the toppings on Mac's pizza.
"What? It tastes good." Mac took a bite out of a slice.
"What is it?" Harm wasn't sure he wanted to know."
"Ham - Pineapple - Ground Beef - Onion - Green Chilli - Tomato - Tuna - Anchovy - Sweetcorn - Chicken - Mushroom - Bacon - Pepperoni - Green Peppers - Olives - Sausage - Extra Cheese" Mac supplied.
"What did you buy the restaurant out of toppings?"
"I couldn't decide one night what topping to have so I had all of them. Do you want to try some?" She help out a piece, knowing that he wouldn't being a vegetarian, but she felt like annoying him anyway.
"No. I'll think I'll stick with my own thanks." Mac smiled.
"So where have you been the last six weeks?"
"I can't tell you it's classified."
"So you weren't just flying a plane around?" Mac pushed.
"Like I said it's classified." Mac dropped her slice of pizza back into the box.
"Give me your hand."
"Why?" He asked suspiciously.
"Because I've got a sudden craving for human flesh." She said sarcastically. "Because I thought you might like to feel the baby kick." He tentatively put out his hand and touched her stomach. Mac moved it to where the baby was kicking and kept her hand over his.
"That. I mean wow. Does it do that a lot?" He asked.
"Usually when I'm in court or trying to sleep. Little AJ gets fits of giggles when he feels it."
"I can see why. Did he ever finger-paint his cast?"
"He tried, but Bud stopped him. They ended finger-painting a border for his bedroom instead."
"Maybe he can finger-paint my cast the day before I have it taken off."
"How did you manage to fall down the stairs?"
"There was a leak in the roof and a puddle collected and I happened to slip on it and fell down some stairs."
"You should watch where you're going."
"Thanks for that great advice Marine, something I never thought of before."
"I should go, I've kept you up for long enough and I need to get some sleep anyway."
"You don't have too."
"Harm, you needed to sleep when you got back, I'm sure you don't have concussion and I need to go home to my bed and my pile of pillows. I'll see you tomorrow."
"Okay. But call me when you get home."
"I will night flyboy."
"Goodnight Marine."