A month later
There was a knock on Mac's office door.
"I'm fine, just leave me alone I have some work I need to do." Mac said with out looking up.
"I can come back later if you're busy Colonel." Mac jumped to her feet when she realised it was the Admiral.
"Sorry sir, I didn't realise it was you."
"So I see."
"Sorry sir, Commander Rabb keeps coming and checking up on me. It's driving me mad."
"He's in an interview at the moment. But I may have a solution for that problem. I've had a request for you to go out to Quantico and give a series of lectures about being in the JAG corps. It will only be a few weeks at most but it might give you a reprieve."
"When?"
"At the end of the week if you can tie up all the lose ends by then."
"I can arrange that. Do I need to drive there everyday because I'm getting a bit big to get behind the wheel of the car?"
"I'll have someone drive you out there and arrange accommodation for you."
"Thank you sir. I'd better get back to work."
"Good. Next time I need to talk to you I'll send Tiner in first." Mac smiled
"Yes sir."
~ ~ ~ ~ ~
"Ma'am are you ready to go to lunch?" Harriet asked.
"Not yet, I need another few minutes. Could you do me a favour a drop these on Harm's desk while your waiting?"
"Sure." Harriet took the folders and headed to Harm's office.
Mac finished writing and stacked up the paperwork on her desk and pushed herself out of the chair and slipping on her shoes, she made her way to the door.
"Let's go Harriet before Harm turns up."
"Too late, he's over there with Commander Turner."
"Let's go quickly then before he has a chance to accost me."
"Okay."
~ ~ ~ ~ ~
"Is he still constantly checking up on you?" Harriet asked as they sat in the café waiting for their order to be delivered.
"It's getting worse. He picks me up in the morning, he comes and checks on me at least twenty times before lunch, at least double that after lunch. He drives me home, makes me dinner and doesn't leave until I tell him I'm going to bed. As much as I love the guy I want to kill him half the time."
"He's probably trying to make up for all the time he was away. The only way he knows how to do it is to be overprotective."
"But it's driving me nuts. I mean I contemplated moving to a hotel last week just so he didn't know where I was. Luckily I'm going to Quantico for a few weeks."
"It's not that far away."
"I know but it's far enough to keep him from hanging around twenty-four hours a day."
"Have you thought about what you'll do after the baby is born?"
"We haven't even talked about it. Honestly I don't know, I guess it's something we need to discuss."
"You have a few months to make a decision I suppose. Thought of any names?"
~ ~ ~ ~ ~
Two days later
"Do you want to go baby shopping this weekend?" Harm asked as he placed a plate of pasta in front of her.
"I can't I'm going away for a few weeks." She stated tonelessly.
"Excuse me?"
"I said I'm going away for a few weeks." She placed a forkful of pasta in her mouth.
"Where exactly and when were you planning on telling me?"
"I'm leaving tomorrow, I was planning on telling you tonight and you don't need to worry I'm not leaving Virginia. This is good." She tried to changed the subject.
"Where are you going?"
"Does it matter?" She really didn't want to tell him, but he gave a glare. "Alright Quantico."
"What part of Quantico?"
"The Marine Corps part. I'm leaving tomorrow and I'm staying there so I don't have to drive back every night. I should be home in two weeks. Happy?"
"No. Why didn't you tell me before?"
"Because I knew you would react like this. The Admiral asked me on Monday if I would go. I had to clear my desk first."
"What's at Quantico?"
"The Marine Corps? FBI training facility? A small town?" She offered.
"Funny Marine. I meant why do you have to go to Quantico?"
"Because I was ordered to. Now can we discuss something else because I don't want to fight?"
"Alright."
There was a knock on Mac's office door.
"I'm fine, just leave me alone I have some work I need to do." Mac said with out looking up.
"I can come back later if you're busy Colonel." Mac jumped to her feet when she realised it was the Admiral.
"Sorry sir, I didn't realise it was you."
"So I see."
"Sorry sir, Commander Rabb keeps coming and checking up on me. It's driving me mad."
"He's in an interview at the moment. But I may have a solution for that problem. I've had a request for you to go out to Quantico and give a series of lectures about being in the JAG corps. It will only be a few weeks at most but it might give you a reprieve."
"When?"
"At the end of the week if you can tie up all the lose ends by then."
"I can arrange that. Do I need to drive there everyday because I'm getting a bit big to get behind the wheel of the car?"
"I'll have someone drive you out there and arrange accommodation for you."
"Thank you sir. I'd better get back to work."
"Good. Next time I need to talk to you I'll send Tiner in first." Mac smiled
"Yes sir."
~ ~ ~ ~ ~
"Ma'am are you ready to go to lunch?" Harriet asked.
"Not yet, I need another few minutes. Could you do me a favour a drop these on Harm's desk while your waiting?"
"Sure." Harriet took the folders and headed to Harm's office.
Mac finished writing and stacked up the paperwork on her desk and pushed herself out of the chair and slipping on her shoes, she made her way to the door.
"Let's go Harriet before Harm turns up."
"Too late, he's over there with Commander Turner."
"Let's go quickly then before he has a chance to accost me."
"Okay."
~ ~ ~ ~ ~
"Is he still constantly checking up on you?" Harriet asked as they sat in the café waiting for their order to be delivered.
"It's getting worse. He picks me up in the morning, he comes and checks on me at least twenty times before lunch, at least double that after lunch. He drives me home, makes me dinner and doesn't leave until I tell him I'm going to bed. As much as I love the guy I want to kill him half the time."
"He's probably trying to make up for all the time he was away. The only way he knows how to do it is to be overprotective."
"But it's driving me nuts. I mean I contemplated moving to a hotel last week just so he didn't know where I was. Luckily I'm going to Quantico for a few weeks."
"It's not that far away."
"I know but it's far enough to keep him from hanging around twenty-four hours a day."
"Have you thought about what you'll do after the baby is born?"
"We haven't even talked about it. Honestly I don't know, I guess it's something we need to discuss."
"You have a few months to make a decision I suppose. Thought of any names?"
~ ~ ~ ~ ~
Two days later
"Do you want to go baby shopping this weekend?" Harm asked as he placed a plate of pasta in front of her.
"I can't I'm going away for a few weeks." She stated tonelessly.
"Excuse me?"
"I said I'm going away for a few weeks." She placed a forkful of pasta in her mouth.
"Where exactly and when were you planning on telling me?"
"I'm leaving tomorrow, I was planning on telling you tonight and you don't need to worry I'm not leaving Virginia. This is good." She tried to changed the subject.
"Where are you going?"
"Does it matter?" She really didn't want to tell him, but he gave a glare. "Alright Quantico."
"What part of Quantico?"
"The Marine Corps part. I'm leaving tomorrow and I'm staying there so I don't have to drive back every night. I should be home in two weeks. Happy?"
"No. Why didn't you tell me before?"
"Because I knew you would react like this. The Admiral asked me on Monday if I would go. I had to clear my desk first."
"What's at Quantico?"
"The Marine Corps? FBI training facility? A small town?" She offered.
"Funny Marine. I meant why do you have to go to Quantico?"
"Because I was ordered to. Now can we discuss something else because I don't want to fight?"
"Alright."