Monday 0847

"So are we talking yet?" Harm asked standing in the doorway to Mac's office.

"We never stopped talking Harm, I just happened to have left before we finish our conversation."

"So am I forgiven?"

"Get me a can of soda and I'll think about it." He returned a minute later with a can of soda and handed it to her.

"I didn't mean to suggest anything you weren't comfortable with. When I'm being an idiot just tell me to shut up okay?"

"Or you could just order him to." The Admiral suggested from behind him.

"Sir." Harm said startled.

"Good morning sir." Mac smiled. "Forgive me if I don't get up sir it takes a while at the moment."

"Stay seated Colonel. Commander Rabb can push the chair into the meeting room and push you back again so you don't have to get up."

"Thank you sir. It'll save my feet."

"I actually came by to see if you've finished those reports I requested last week."

"Yes sir, they're in the blue folder on top of the filing cabinet."

"Thanks. While you're here Commander, have your dress uniform dry cleaned by tomorrow."

"Any specific reason sir?"

"I need you to go to the White House tomorrow. They wanted Mac but after I explained about her condition they said you would do instead."

"Is there a specific reason for being at the White House sir?"

"The White House council would like to speak to someone in JAG corps. You need to report by 0900."

"Yes sir."

"I'll see you both in the meeting in . . ."

"7 minutes and 27 seconds." Mac supplied. AJ left them alone. "So the White House huh? Have to be on your best behaviour flyboy."

"So I gather. Do you want a hand setting up the crib after it's delivered?"

"Sure. Let's get to this meeting okay?"

"Okay. So why didn't you wait for me to take you shopping on Saturday?" He said pushing the chair along.

"I told you not to bother I'd ask Harriet so I did. We had a nice girlie morning."

"I see."

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Tuesday 0930.

"Colonel, have you seen Commander Rabb he hasn't been in all morning?" Bud asked.

"He's helping out the White House all day." Mac replied. "Was it something I could help with?"

"No ma'am, it was just a question about a case we're working on."

"Oh okay. If you want a different opinion on it let me know."

"Yes ma'am." Mac was already bored. The Admiral had put her on light duty only giving her cases that didn't require a lot of time. Mac pushed her chair back and tried to get to her feet.

"Do you want some help Mac?" Sturgis asked as he walked passed the door.

"Yes please. Seriously I was not designed to be this big." Once on her feet Mac yawned. "Sorry."

"Why don't you see if you can go home? Or take your maternity leave?" He suggested.

"I'd be bored silly at home, at least here I have the chance to do something productive. Besides I'm going to try not to take maternity leave until it is absolutely necessary. I've got just over five weeks to go I'll manage."

"You know some babies are late."

"Thanks, that's all I need the thought of looking like a beached whale for even longer."

"If you're a beached whale, you are a very beautiful beached whale."

"Nice try Sturgis, but it doesn't make me feel much better and now I have to pee."

"I'll leave you too it."